Chapter 123 Worry
Now it's a group attack, Shen Qingyi is standing with She Zijiang again, he can't move too much, and stay too far away from She Zijiang, for fear of affecting She Zijiang and delaying him even more.

Some of the talismans I drew during the past few days were in my hand, and I threw them outside frantically.

The sound of "bang bang bang" on the bottom of the sea can be heard endlessly.

It's just that she has only learned to draw talismans not long after all, and the talismans on her body are limited, and soon the talismans in the storage bag will be exhausted.

Shen Qing gritted his teeth and looked at Zhu Sheng in his hand.

As if sensing Shen Qingyi's thoughts, Zhu Sheng trembled.

As soon as Shen Qing took a deep breath, the spiritual power gathered, and the moment the pure water spiritual power poured into Zhu Sheng, Zhu Sheng's body lit up with an ice-blue light.

Watching a school of fish open their mouths again and bite towards the two of them.

Shen Qing began to write with one hand.

A flash of inspiration flashed, and under Shen Qingyi's concentrated attention, a rune appeared.

"Oh!"

The rune exploded, and the energy of the rune blasted through the surrounding Qi-refinement stage and two sea-monster beasts in the early stage of foundation establishment.

Most of the spiritual power in the body was extracted, which made Shen Qingyi's complexion even paler.

"Whoa!"

The two finally broke out of the water, and She Zijiang's figure had faded to almost transparent.

Shen Qingyi was protected in front of him, Shen Qingyi's eyes were a little red.

"Master... Master..."

Seeing the two, the seabirds hovering in the sky screamed and rushed towards them.

"call out!"

The long sword passed through, and blood was scattered.

The seabird that rushed towards the two fell suddenly.

She Zijiang, who was hugging Shen Qingyi, seemed to feel something, and couldn't help looking in one direction.

When she saw the lavender-clad She Zijiang who was holding Shen Qingyi in her arms, a flash of inspiration flashed on her body, and it completely dissipated.

"Master!"

Shen Qingyi's figure fell suddenly, and his outstretched hand grabbed an empty space.

The rapidly falling figure suddenly fell into a warm embrace.

"Qingyi, Master is here."

The familiar voice echoed in Shen Qingyi's mind just before she fell into a coma.

The spiritual power and consciousness in his body were consumed excessively, his eyes went dark, and Shen Qingyi fell into a complete coma.

Shen Qingyi woke up again, and found himself in a strange room.

"Master!"

Sitting up abruptly, touched the wound on his body, Shen Qingyi couldn't help frowning slightly, lifted the quilt, and pretended to get out of bed.

"Squeak!"

The door of the room was pushed open, and She Zijiang walked slowly with a bowl of spiritual porridge.

With a flick of spiritual power in his hand, Shen Qingyi was pushed back onto the bed again.

"Your injury is too serious, and the elixir in your body has not been absorbed, so stay on the bed."

"Master... Master, are you alright?"

Shen Qingyi's voice was a little low.

Seeing his disciple's slightly red nose, She Zijiang reached out and knocked Shen Qingyi's head.

"That's the soul-splitting incarnation of Master. I have nothing to do as a teacher. Besides, I took back that distraction at the last moment."

Seeing Shen Qingyi's eyes getting redder and redder, She Zijiang patted Shen Qingyi's head helplessly.

"You're such an old man, you don't want to cry in front of the master, do you?"

"No! No! I...I'm just too worried...I'm worried that Master will be hurt..."

Worried that something might happen to the master she came to this world and finally met.

Shen Qingyi felt some warm liquid falling from his eye sockets, the more he spoke, the more flustered he became, and he reached out to touch it randomly, but found that the more he touched it.

I have been wandering outside alone for such a long time, and I am always vigilant and careful. I am afraid that if I accidentally fall outside, I will encounter danger several times...

Feeling grievance and fear, it seems that at this moment they have found an outlet.

She Zijiang sighed, put down the porridge in his hand, and reached out to gently wipe away Shen Qing's tears.

(End of this chapter)

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