Fairy, I really am a villain!

She did not waste time. After finding out the reason, she immediately took out the blank blood jade. She did not try to snatch the blood evil energy or stop the Blood God from coming.

Instead, he clenched it tightly with one hand, and with the other hand, he interlocked his fingers with Fang Xiwen's and quickly used the secret technique.

Blood God or something, get out of the way, don’t hurt him!

"Xiwen, cooperate with me and transfer the blood evil to me!" Jiang Xingchu spoke quickly, and his true Qi probed in, but was quickly shattered by the blood evil Qi, and a sweet feeling appeared in his throat.

But she didn't give up. Instead, she held her hand tighter and urged loudly, "Hurry up!!"

"What nonsense are you talking about..." Fang Xiwen looked at her eyes that were as bright as stars and smiled, "Your meridians are so fragile, how could it be possible... cough, cough cough!"

"What's it got to do with you? Just do it when I tell you to!"

"Okay." Fang Xiwen agreed verbally, but suddenly opened her hand, took a few steps to the side, and stretched out his hand to the place where the bloody aura was the thickest.

As if being pulled by something, the blood-red color on his back bulged out, forming a tall, blood-red figure.

Clearly, the connection had been cut off by someone before, but this time Fang Xiwen followed the inexplicable traces and took the initiative to communicate.

So, the Scarlet Emperor came again!

He should have regained perfect control over the blood evil energy, but at this moment there was a flaw, as if someone had interfered with it, making it seem extremely discordant.

Suddenly, the interference began to fluctuate violently, and soon became stronger and stronger!

Upon seeing this, Fang Xiwen grabbed the Blood God Stone into his palm from a distance, forcibly cut off the connection between them and the heaven and earth, and then rushed into the entrance to the secret realm!

After seeing through the disguise of the secret realm formation, this formation was nothing but paper to him.

Seeing this, Jiang Xingchu rushed in without hesitation, without even looking back, "Huazhi, stay here and support us!"

"Little Lord!"

"I'll bring him back!!"

Chapter 108 Girl, please respect yourself

Southern Wilderness, a land of chaos.

This place is far less prosperous and fertile than the Central Plains. The poor soil, poor harvests, high temperatures and little rain caused by geography and climate are relatively minor problems.

The real poison is spread by sects and schools, and the Blood Robe Sect is the biggest cancer among them.

Unlike in the Great Zhou, they ran rampant in the Southern Wilderness, killing people, sacrificing living people, raising poisonous insects... Even in the largest tribal settlements, the central building is not an economic or administrative center, but a huge altar.

At this time, a blood-red figure was sitting cross-legged on the altar, with his feet on his shoulders. His posture was weird, but no one dared to laugh at him.

The leader of the Blood Robe Sect, Chi Ersha, is half a step away from becoming a Dharmakaya.

Different from most conscious masters of the righteous path, the former rarely fought with others in the city after breaking through the outer scene because the danger was too great, but Chi Ersha did the opposite.

When he was in a good mood, he would go to the small tribe and plow them up and down, inside and out, leaving no livestock behind. When he was in a bad mood, he would be even more brutal.

This extremely deformed social structure forces people to rebel every day. No one wants to live a life insecure, but unfortunately, it has never been successful.

It would be fine if he was the only half-step Dharmakaya fighter among the high-end fighters... but there are real Heavenly Rankings in the Southern Wilderness.

Even so, Chi Ersha was second to none and few things could cause his emotions to fluctuate... But at this moment he suddenly stood up from the altar without saying a word.

Everyone knew that he was furious, and the believers outside knelt down, not daring to make a sound.

"Who is it?" Chi Ersha emphasized every word, not hiding his murderous intent.

The Blood God Stones scattered throughout Jiangzhou were all prepared, and each one could perfectly communicate between heaven and earth. When he was about to respond to the Blood God's arrival remotely, three of them suddenly lost contact.

It was cut off by someone forcefully... The aura he felt from the other party was actually a stronger and purer aura of the Blood God than that of him, the leader!

how can that be!

This is outrageous, is he the leader or am I the leader? !

After a long time, the Dharma image of the overturned sea of ​​blood behind him finally subsided. Chi Ersha looked at the nine scarlet light spots that should have been floating in front of him, but now three of them became dim.

...

...

Within the secret realm.

Fang Xiwen had a dream.

In the dream, he was running wildly, and accidentally fell down and fell into an ant nest. Those densely packed ants crawled into his body, gnawing and biting everywhere...

The man's hair stood on end and he regained consciousness with a start, but his body was unable to move.

He could only feel something cool touching his lips, and then his mouth was gently stretched open and a round pill was stuffed in.

As the true Qi flowed in and the medicinal power took effect, Fang Xiwen's meridians were nourished and he finally had the strength to open his eyes.

It was that familiar gentle face again, with lips like cherry blossoms and eyebrows like ink paintings, she was looking at him with her head lowered.

"Xing Chu...hiss."

"Yes, I'm here." The girl knelt down, let his head rest on her knees, and gently massaged his temple with her fingers.

Hearing the sound of pain, a strong murderous intent surged in her eyes, but it disappeared in an instant, turning back into graceful waves, and her tone was gentle, "The Blood God Stone was cut off in the secret realm, and the blood evil spirit soon calmed down, but you also fainted.

I fed you some neutralizing pills, are you feeling better?"

"Much better," Fang Xiwen nodded gently, "Luckily I have you."

He also discovered that Jiang Xingchu had been holding a grudge, but most of it was directed at the Blood Robe Cult, and a small part was directed at him.

There is no need to say much about the former, but as for the latter... this girl is angry that he doesn't cherish herself enough.

I remember Luo Qingni had said something similar before, and I promised her that I would change it, but in the end, the rotten orange is still a rotten orange... Thinking of this, the man smiled helplessly.

He cares about those who care about him and is willing to pay a lot for it.

"Now you know how to say nice things to me?" Jiang Xingchu pretended to put on a stern face.

"I've always thought so in my heart, but I'm not good at expressing myself." He seemed justified.

"Hmph, then I order you to say whatever you think from now on."

"Okay, okay, I'll obey your command."

After saying that, both of them laughed.

This secret place was really quiet, and different from any other one he had been to before.

For example, Jiang Xingchu is now kneeling on a piece of grass. A breeze blows from afar, and the Miscanthus with ears of silver bends down, and the leaves are fluttered by the wind.

This is a small world. Knowing this, he rushed in headfirst... Jiang Xingchu didn't know, but she didn't hesitate.

He was deeply moved by this kindness, not to mention that she was willing to bear the blood curse for him at that time...

His eyes became gentle as he looked at Jiang Xingchu. The girl also lowered her head and looked at him, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, no longer concealing her kindness to him.

The fish swimming in the clear stream no longer seemed fleeting, but distinct.

If they only had a mutual affection in the courtyard, Fang Xiwen could now conclude that he had fallen in love with this girl who was sometimes gentle, sometimes lively, and sometimes decisive.

"I like you."

"Humph, I knew that a long time ago," Jiang Xingchu put his hands on his face, rubbing it, his face flushed, "Why are you saying this now?"

"Didn't you order me to say whatever I thought of?" He smiled.

Jiang Xingchu was choked, frowned, and began to talk about other things, "This, this secret realm, have you known about it for a long time?

The spiritual energy here is so rich and safe, it is very suitable for you to heal your wounds."

"You can say that," Fang Xiwen didn't expect the young lady to be so thin-skinned. She took this diversion and said casually, "But there is only a little information. I don't know what this place is for or how I got here."

Who cares about the background of the level when playing games? The best you can do is just record the drops.

"Then when you've rested well, shall we go exploring together?" Upon hearing this, the Saint Lady was not disappointed, but rather became very excited.

It’s better not to know!

"sure."

Seeing that he agreed without hesitation, Jiang Xingchu seemed to be in a very good mood. He got up from his lap pillow and took the initiative to massage him.

Explore the ancient secrets with him!

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Fang Xiwen rested his head comfortably on her white thighs, shamelessly pretending to be stupid and secretly glancing at her.

Jiang Xingchu changed her clothes, after all, she was covered in blood because she hugged him.

She usually wore clothes suitable for movement, such as tights, cloaks, and night clothes... But now, for some reason, she changed into a light white dress with long sleeves, a belt around the waist, making her look like a fairy.

This girl is originally a gentle and kind girl. What's the big deal about her fighting and killing all day long... He felt a little emotional and chatted with Jiang Xingchu in a casual atmosphere.

"By the way, do you still have the ingredients you had earlier?"

"What ingredients, for grilled fish?"

"Yeah, I asked the palace chef to make one according to this recipe. It tasted good, but I felt like something was missing."

"It must be because he's not a good cook!"

"Don't give me that. I'm an expert in cooking. I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice. What gives you the right to say that?"

"That's because I don't have enough emotions. I don't have enough love for the Saint Lady. Unlike me..."

"Well, you have been targeting me since then, right?" Jiang Xingchu looked as if she had found something wrong, and glanced at him with her arms folded.

This was when Jiang Xingchu bumped in at the Jiang family mansion and saw him "eating alone", so he took the opportunity to get a piece of the pie.

There was no love at that time. It was mainly because Fang Xiwen blocked a punch for her, and at most there was a little sign of it.

During the few days they lived together in the courtyard, the synchronization of their steps subtly influenced their views of each other.

Many times, the other person can understand what you mean with just a glance. This tacit understanding runs through every detail of life and dealings, and naturally you develop a good impression of each other.

"What do you mean by aiming? Didn't you confess to me first?"

"Where do I get it!"

"'Xiwen... do you want to go home with me?'" The man imitated her posture and stretched out his hand, his face full of affection.

Jiang Xingchu was so angry that her pretty face turned red. She was about to hit him, but he got up and stood beside her, laughing.

At this stop, I saw the Blood God Stone lying quietly next to me.