The male sword fairy in the feminist world

Chapter 811 Relief
If Mo Lengshu walked a little slower, I wonder if he would turn around and fight Wen Jingming for his life, Chu Qing thought so, the speed of escape was stagnated, but the spirit beast caught the opportunity, roared, and immediately stopped up.

Chu Qing waited for a full three seconds before regaining control of her body. A strong wind blew over her head, and a giant claw fell down. If she was hit, her head would split open like a ripe melon.

He cursed secretly, rolled his body in embarrassment, and caught the stones falling from the mountain wall on his back while escaping. At that time, Chu Qing only felt that he was attacked by the enemy on his back, and he didn't even know where he was injured.

The spirit beast had been entangled by Mo Lengshu for a long time, and the cave was destroyed. Seeing Chu Qing, he was very angry, and his fangs protruded, as if he wanted to push him close to the cave that was collapsing.

There was no panic on Chu Qing's face, her mind was running crazily, thinking of a way out.The corner of the mouth of the spirit beast in front of him was drooling, and it seemed that he really wanted to taste what it tasted like, maybe he would add some cumin after it was roasted.

He was a little dumbfounded by his whim, and raised the Chilian sword in his hand to block the claw of the spirit beast.

At the moment of collision, Chu Qing felt a gap in his tiger's mouth.

The spirit beast saw that not only was he not torn apart, but he was still alive and kicking aside, he couldn't help but rushed over angrily. It was inevitable that he would be hit by falling rocks, but judging by its body, it must have been painless.

"Brother Chu, how are you? I'll come in and save you!"

Seeing that no one came to rescue, Wen Jingming outside wanted to cry anxiously, but knew it was a useless move.

Chu Qing was one head and two big, wishing he could go out and give Wen Jingming a slap on the head right now. Didn't you see that he was so busy that he was about to vomit blood? Why did you come here to join in the fun?
Perhaps because he was afraid that Wen Jingming would really come in to save him with a feverish head, Chu Qing felt that his aura had recovered a bit, and he tried his best to slash the sword at the spirit beast. The sword aura was much sharper than its physical body.

When the spirit beast saw Chu Qing facing it with the magic weapon he had collected, his face became even more ferocious.

Chu Qing didn't care so much, took advantage of the gap between the spirit beast's slight dodge, folded his body like a snake, and escaped from the cave through a tiny gap.

The paw of the spirit beast slapped him on the back, and now there was no way to avoid it, Chu Qing used his spiritual power to resist.

It was quite dark when we went out, and that Wen Jingming was about to rush into the cave, with tears still on his face.

Seeing Chu Qing rushing towards him like a kite with a broken string, Wen Jingming's face froze slightly, missing the best time for rescue.

In a trance, Chu Qing thought that a few bones were broken on his back, and even when he landed, he rolled several times on the ground by inertia.

Only then did Wen Jingming come to his senses, and immediately picked up Chu Qing's tattered body, and the claws of the spirit beast pounced on him the next second, only breaking a boulder.

"Chi Lianjian, here we are."

Chu Qing smiled a little reluctantly, and handed over the blood-stained Chilian sword to Wen Jingming.

He didn't know that this move would directly subdue a subordinate who was determined to win him over, and it also attracted Wen Jingming to make a vow of life and death!

The spirit beast looked at the two black spots that were drifting away in the sky, trembling with anger.Now not only its magic weapon has been stolen, but even its old nest has been taken over by Chu Qing. If it is true, it is the worst one.

In a bush deep in the jungle, a pair of deep eyes appeared, and he had been hiding here for a long time.

He made a lot of camouflage, and smeared plant juice on his clothes. If the spirit beast around him spied his whereabouts, a fierce battle would break out!
(End of this chapter)