After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 212 Rescue Song Mian

A faint voice came in, and Shen Qingyi's advancing sword stopped.

This voice was somewhat familiar, Shen Qingyi looked down.

In the expanse of the ocean, a few stubborn old trees are crumbling.

And the place where the sound came out just now was on the branch of an ancient tree.

That ancient tree is almost unable to hold on.

Song Mian was a little desperate. This area originally belonged to the outskirts, with complex terrain and cliffs. There were few monks and mortals who came and went on weekdays.

After a long flood, it is even more dangerous.

Therefore, this place is not the focus of this rescue, and there are no low-level monks passing by.

A few Foundation Establishment cultivators passed by a few times before, but Song Mian was in a coma. Now she finally woke up, and she had been screaming for nearly three hours.

At this moment, the big tree is about to fall, and once it falls, there will be a rushing waterfall not far behind.

Once washed away, depending on the complexity and danger of the nearby terrain and her own cultivation, she would definitely be close to death.

Song Mian's vision was a little blurry, but the will to survive made her subconsciously cry for help.

The hand that held onto the tree trunk so tightly had already been ground to a bloody mess, and after being soaked in the flood, it became even more terrifying.

It was red and white, and in some wounds, the bones inside could be seen.

The strength of the whole body is getting weaker and weaker, and I was almost swept away by the flood several times.

Seeing that he was about to be unable to hold on, his body suddenly lightened.

Song Mian's originally somewhat chaotic consciousness suddenly became energetic.

Subconsciously wanted to grab the life-saving tree, but failed.

Song Mian couldn't help screaming in horror.

In the next second, the vacated body suddenly fell to the ground.

Putting Song Mian on his small flying boat, Shen Qingyi took out a healing elixir from the storage bag.

"It's for healing, eat it."

Shen Qingyi already recognized who the person in front of him was.

It was the nun who warned her in Yunsan City back then.

If she didn't remember her voice, she paused when she heard the faint voice, perhaps she wouldn't have paused for a while in doubt in the rushing river.

Song Mian grasped the handrails with both hands, the sound of the wind whistling beside her ears, and Shen Qingyi's voice gradually brought her back to her senses.

Seeing the elixir handed to him, Song Mian gritted his teeth, took the elixir, and put it in his mouth.

Her cultivation base was too weak, and unfortunately she was affected by the battle, and was swept away by the flood. She managed to save her life, but at this moment she was also seriously injured.

The money on his body has already disappeared in the flood.

And even if she had the money, at most she would hire a mortal doctor.

When the pill entered, it immediately turned into a wave of spiritual power, and the spiritual power went down along her meridians little by little.

The long-lost warmth eased the frown that was originally frowning due to pain.

Song Mian hadn't felt this kind of spiritual nourishment for too long, Dadi was after she changed from the pride of the family to a waste that everyone can despise.

Later, after being expelled by the Song family and wandering around, I didn't feel it anymore.

The female cultivator in front of her saved her.

Song Mian was very impressed with Shen Qingyi's eyes.

"Thank you, thank you senior."

"You're welcome, thanks to your reminder that day."

That's what Shen Qingyi said, but Song Mian knew that even if he didn't remind him, the senior casual cultivator in front of him would have a great possibility to protect himself.

After all, those who can fly with the sword and the imperial treasure are not qi-training monks.

(End of this chapter)