My seven female apprentices each have their own ideas

Not as gloomy as before.

From a long-term perspective, this change will be beneficial to his future practice.

But his current situation does not allow him to slowly recover his cultivation.

"I don't know. When I woke up, I saw Master sleeping on the ground."

The girl rubbed her little head against Jiang He's chest and wiped her tears on his clothes. She said blankly again,

"I just know to lead my master to the east."

Go east.

He once promised Min Xin that he would take them to Qingyang Region.

At that time, she appeared to be indifferent to Yi Ling San Lu Lin Si, but unexpectedly, she had always kept it in her heart.

Even if I lose my memory, I still remember this incident.

This girl has become so confused now, how could Jiang He not know that she has lost her memory.

Jiang He felt a lump in his throat, touched her little head, and asked tentatively:

"Minxin, do you remember when you were adopted by Master?"

"Humph!"

The little girl hummed in dissatisfaction and poked Jiang He's chest with her little finger:

"Master clearly said he would take me home to see my senior sister! Now he hasn't taken me home yet, and I can't remember when he adopted me!"

It seems that the memory stops at the moment before taking her home.

Fortunately, I still haven't remembered the days when he tortured me, otherwise my body would have been cold.

The little girl was still humming in dissatisfaction in his arms, nudging him with her head.

Jiang He held down her restless little head, and the drifting snowflakes fell on her white hair.

Soon a thin layer of stain was formed.

It wasn't just Jiang He who felt the cold. Wu Yi⑺(eight)`Ling VII Lu Yi Ling Meng felt the cold and his body was icy.

The little girl in his arms also had frostbite on her hands and ears, and her little body was cold.

Jiang He recalled that in the mist, warm liquid often flowed down his throat into his body.

And his awakening is also closely related to that liquid.

I'm afraid that after Bai Minxin took him away, he kept feeding him dragon blood regardless of his own injuries.

This has resulted in the current depletion of his bloodline, coupled with the aftereffects of injuries and the breakthrough.

Only then did I become what I am today, temporarily reduced to a mortal.

"Master!"

Xiao Minxin suddenly remembered something and stammered,

"Master, are you hungry?"

"Master is not hungry."

Jiang He gently brushed away the snowflakes on her body and spoke softly.

"Oh~"

She responded with some disappointment and leaned against Jiang He dejectedly.

This girl's mood changes so quickly.

Jiang He accidentally saw a small pot next to the cart.

Looks like a pot of soup?

Unknown weeds and minced meat of unknown origin were floating in it.

Jiang He looked embarrassed. He finally understood why the girl was so dejected and didn't even nod her little head to him.

Still hardened his heart:

"Master seems a little hungry?"

Hearing this, she immediately hummed and pretended to be nonchalant:

"Well, I just made something. If Master is hungry, I'll serve it to him!"

Xiao Minxin lowered her head to cover her face and climbed off him.

The pot of soup was reduced to a small amount due to the impact of the horse's hooves.

Leaning against the cart, the soup that had previously burned her skin red had long since cooled in the cold wind.

This is the mockery of the pig-eating refugees. 忏〡０ Wo-Emu (III) Death Scar?卄8. 俬?'s words came to my ears again.

Moreover, I seem to be ill. The things I made,

Can I really give it to Master to eat?

But this is the herb I cooked according to someone else's recipe, which I picked up with great difficulty in the snow.

The back that had been trampled by the horse's hooves felt a dull pain.

She silently climbed onto Jiang He again and put her little head against him.

"I don't want to give it to you." She added carefully with a tearful voice, "Besides, it's medicine. Master won't need to take it anymore after he recovers."

It turns out that Bai Minxin has had this kind of personality since she was a child. She is very stubborn and she is still stubborn even when her little pearls have fallen out.

Chapter 89 Eastward Journey (4)

Isn’t it just that you don’t want to eat the soup she made?

As for being so aggrieved, is this still the same Bai Minxin?

Jiang He naturally didn't know how much effort Xiao Minxin had put into cooking this pot of soup, and how much hope she had placed on it.

"ah!"

As the girl screamed, Jiang He stood up holding her little butt.

The moment I stood up, the world was spinning.

Jiang He tried his best to support his body. He had been lying there for a long time and must be weaker than an ordinary mortal.

He held the little girl firmly with one hand and reached out with the other hand to pick up the small pot.

Xiao Minxin secretly peeked out, and whispered in a low voice:

"Master, this is going to fall, right? Who would drink this?"

drink!

How can I not drink this?

Jiang He hardened his heart and drank up the soup in the small pot in one gulp.

He didn't care what kind of weird meat was inside.

The cold liquid rushed into his body, and he shivered from the cold.

A sigh of satisfaction:

"It's really delicious, Minxin. From now on, Master's meals will be in your hands."

The little girl hummed and nudged his chest again:

"I don't want to cook for Master! Master is so lazy that he wants his disciple to take care of you."

The cold wind blew, making Jiang He shiver again.

He had nothing else now, but fortunately all his things were placed in the Xuanhuang Pearl.

It was not destroyed in the previous war.

However, given the current state of the Xuanhuang Pearl, I don’t know if I can take anything out of it.

Jiang He's sea of ​​consciousness was now shattered, and the pain of trying to summon a trace of spiritual consciousness made him break out in cold sweats.

He tried to communicate that ray of spiritual consciousness with the Xuanhuang Pearl, but received no feedback.

It still needs to be nourished by spiritual energy, but the current state of Xuanhuang Pearl has more advantages than disadvantages.

Otherwise, he was afraid that he would lose control and suck Bai Minxin's blood again.

In her current state, she can no longer withstand the damage.

Although generally speaking, after the Xuanhuang Pearl has undergone transformation, he can further control it and will not be controlled by the Xuanhuang Pearl like Lin Chi before.

But he is extremely weak now and cannot be sure that he can fully control it.

After waking up, the spiritual energy in Dantian has condensed into several strands.

But the progress is too slow. This mortal world is lacking in spiritual energy, which is why cultivators gather in spiritual places.

Now he is extremely short of resources for cultivation. He needs spirit stones and elixirs to cultivate his spiritual energy, natural treasures to rebuild his sea of ​​consciousness, and the essence and blood of monsters to practice the art of rebirth.

But compared to all these, the most urgent priority is to take good care of Xiao Minxin.

She has suffered so much that Jiang He couldn't imagine how Bai Minxin, who was in this state, had taken him on the run since he fell into a coma.

"Cuckoo~"

Xiao Minxin's stomach suddenly started to growl, and she was so embarrassed that she couldn't even raise her head.

"Let's go! Master will take you to dinner."

This is the realm of mortals, and a few wisps of spiritual energy are enough to protect us.

Jiang He held the little girl in his arms and looked around.

The glacier was winding and the nomads were camping on both sides of the river.

However, next to the glacier, there is a heavily guarded camp that is particularly eye-catching.

The soldiers surrounding the camp were dressed in neat armor, all of them were tall and strong, with sharp gleams in their eyes.

They looked like ordinary mortal soldiers, but Jiang He keenly noticed that some of them were emitting faint fluctuations of spiritual power.

Especially in the center of the camp, there is even the aura of a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Even though this aura was carefully concealed, Jiang He, who had once fought against a Jindan Zhenren and commanded a fourth-level formation, had insight far beyond that of ordinary people, so these subtle fluctuations naturally did not escape his eyes.

I just hope it has nothing to do with me.

As if frightened by this group of cold-looking soldiers, the little girl subconsciously hugged him tightly.

Jiang He touched her little head and thought to himself.

I don’t know how many people noticed that Bai Minxin was taking him away along the way.

However, considering the vastness of Zhu Mingyu, the white-haired girl pulling a "corpse" may seem strange, but in this boundless territory, among the vast sea of ​​people, it is like a pearl falling into a sea of ​​sand. Even if it is unusual, it is difficult to find.

In addition, news spreads very slowly among mortals.

Even though he comforted himself in this way, Jiang He still felt a little worried.

"Minxin, come and watch Master catch fish."

Jiang He deliberately moved away from the camp, dug a hole in the ice, and called Xiao Minxin to look over.

She stood aside shyly, covering her face. Jiang He understood in his heart that she was trying to hide the dark lines on her face.

Even Jiang He was not quite sure what this black line was.

We can only speculate that it is some kind of curse, which we have also seen on the dragon corpse.

Maybe Tai Zhentian knows some inside information and has a solution.

At least in the original text, when Bai Minxin became a disciple of Queen Taizhen and had a confrontation with the protagonist, there was no mention that she had black lines.

Jiang He sighed silently, gathered the spiritual energy at his fingertips, and probed into the ice cave.

Soon, more than a dozen lively fish were fluttering on the ice.

"Wow!"

The little girl's eyes lit up and she squatted beside the pile of fish, touching her hungry belly.