The female disciples who had bad intentions towards me started fighting among themselves

"You are not allowed to leave me, not before, not now, and not in the future..."

Mu Yunning's voice was choked, and she grasped the corner of Jingyan's clothes. She no longer had the aloof demeanor of a goddess as usual. Instead, she curled up like a wronged kitten, feeling insecure and huddled in her owner's arms.

"Ah."

Jing Yan was silent for a moment and nodded.

"it is good."

As if she realized that she was making an impolite request, Mu Yunning's cheeks became abnormally red, perhaps because of the high fever or simply because of shyness.

Her eyes were a little hazy and she didn't notice Jingyan's answer. She stammered and denied what she had said before.

"What am I saying...Jingyan, you...just pretend you didn't hear me, did you hear me?"

This time, Jing Yan did not answer her. Instead, he scooped a bowl of fish soup in front of him and brought it to Mu Yunning's mouth.

"Drink a sip."

"Oh."

Mu Yunning curled up in Jing Yan's arms and obeyed him obediently.

In this way, Jing Yan picked out the fish bones and put the snow-white fish meat into Mu Yunning's mouth bit by bit.

The meat of dragon fish is mild and has rich spiritual energy. It can nourish the body. It is perfect for Mu Yunning now.

Mu Yunning ate bite by bite, occasionally looking up to look at Jingyan's face, then lowered her head and drank the fish soup in small sips.

Slowly, Mu Yunning's breathing gradually stabilized.

She felt a warm current entering her body, repairing her tangled meridians, making her feel gentle and comfortable.

Mu Yunning finished the whole pot of fish soup.

It wasn't until she saw the empty bottom of the pot that she came to her senses. She touched her bulging belly and tears fell again.

"I ate so much..." She said with tears in her eyes: "I will gain weight."

The sutra says: "......"

But maybe this was not Mu Yunning's original intention. She wanted to cry and was just looking for an excuse.

While crying, Mu Yunning raised her head, looked into Jingyan's eyes, and asked in a choked voice:

"Why...why did you come to save me?"

"What about you? Why didn't you tell me about this?"

Jing Yan also looked into Mu Yunning's eyes, as if he was scolding a child who had done something wrong.

"Why do you want to solve it alone? Can't you tell me?"

"It's coming for me, it has nothing to do with you!"

Mu Yunning felt Kan Jingyan's scolding tone and couldn't help but puff out her lips to refute him.

"Telling you will only hurt you! Why don't you let me handle it alone? At least you won't be implicated!"

Jingyan sighed.

"you're right."

From a moral and logical point of view, there is nothing wrong with Mu Yunning's approach. When facing a great cultivator in the Hedao realm, the outcome is no longer determined by the number of people.

If he were to put himself in her shoes, Jing Yan would make the same choice as her.

Just looking at the girl in front of him who was pretending to be strong, Jing Yan felt a little...heartbroken from the bottom of his heart.

"Thank you for saving me."

There was silence between the two for a while, and finally Mu Yunning interrupted the suffocating silence.

"But you should go."

She then spoke to Jingyan.

"why?"

"Because it hasn't let me go yet."

"It wants more than just my swordsmanship. It wants my body. It wants to use my body to revive itself. It won't give up until it achieves its goal."

Mu Yunning spoke slowly. Since she woke up, the feeling of being watched did not diminish, but instead became more and more intense.

The Qingming Sword is still searching for her whereabouts until she dies.

"I won't leave."

Jing Yan shook his head and said, "I can't leave you here alone. You are just waiting to die if you do this."

"Scripture says."

Mu Yunning spoke softly, calling Jingyan's name.

There are countless grievances in the voice.

"My sword heart is gone."

Yes, Mu Yunning's swordsmanship has been taken away by the Qingming Sword. Now she is no longer the goddess with outstanding cultivation in the past. Now she is just an ordinary person who can't even lift a sword.

The huge gap swallowed Mu Yunning completely.

"So, now I am just an ordinary person, and there is nothing to be afraid of..."

"So, I don't want to implicate you anymore. Thank you for saving me. It must have been very difficult to save me..."

Her voice was gentle and her eyes were clear and pure as she looked at Jingyan.

"Then it's time to say goodbye."

It's goodbye, but it's farewell forever.

Mu Yunning knew it very well.

But unfortunately, Jing Yan did not respond. Instead, he held Mu Yunning's face and looked directly into Mu Yunning's eyes that had been dodging.

"As the leader of the Divine Sect who has enough food and good sleep, how could I give up my deputy leader?"

He made a solemn oath to Mu Yunning.

"I will never leave you. Not now, not now, and not in the future."

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"Come on, open your mouth and swallow it."

Mu Yunning slumped on the ground, raised her head to look at Jing Yan's face, and couldn't help frowning.

"No."

"Be good, you must eat this."

Looking at the girl who was acting like a child, Jing Yan sighed helplessly and cut a bloody mark on his wrist with his sword, and big drops of bright red blood dripped.

Mu Yunning's health was very poor, so poor that even the King of Hell would shake his head when he saw her. There were no correct meridians in her body, and even her chest was empty and her heart had disappeared.

Logically speaking, this is basically a state where one person comes, the cloth is spread, and the whole village, young and old, waits for the food to be served.

The scriptures say that there is no miracle doctor.

So he could only use physical means to keep Mu Yunning alive.

The ferocious beasts he hunted before were to prolong Mu Yunning's life. The beast's essence and blood contained a large amount of vitality, but this huge and pure vitality was no different from poison to Mu Yunning's fragile body. So Jing Yan had to take the beast's essence and blood himself, and then feed Mu Yunning the essence and blood he refined.

This is equivalent to extending Mu Yunning's life, but this kind of life extension cannot last long, so Jing Yan has to hunt ferocious beasts every day and then feed his blood to Mu Yunning.

"No."

Mu Yunning turned her head away like a child avoiding taking medicine.

She knew what this behavior meant.

It meant that he was hanging on to her life in a way that was almost self-harming.

The essence and blood that could sustain her vitality for a day might cost Jing Yan ten or a hundred times her life span - anyway, it was not worth it.

She thought this was very serious, but Jing Yan didn't care. After all, this trial was only thirty days, and there would always be a way after the trial was over.

Jingyan is not a saint who will save everyone he sees. He only cares about people he cares about. There are very few such people in the world, and Mu Yunning is one of them.

Looking at Mu Yunning who turned her head away to avoid taking medicine, Jing Yan smiled. The other party was now powerless, yet he still wanted to resist him?

So he walked up to her, pinched the girl's cheek with one hand, and pouted her lips.

"Ouch...you hurt me, you bad guy!"

Mu Yunning struggled to resist, but it was no use. Large drops of blood with a sweet and fishy taste like rust poured into the girl's mouth, transformed into pure vitality, and dissipated in the girl's body.

Seeing Mu Yunning eat the essence and blood obediently, Jing Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief and started thinking about his next plans.

How did he escape from the Qingming Sword with Mu Yunning?

This is also thanks to the previous avalanche.

Below the falling cliff is the invisible sea of ​​snow. The snow in this snowy mountain seems to be a taboo that can block the perception of spiritual power.

The price is that Jing Yan cannot use his spiritual energy to cultivate in the sea of ​​snow.

He used almost the willpower of an ordinary person to carry the unconscious Mu Yunning away from the sea of ​​snow. He was fighting for his life, but his luck was pretty good. He actually managed to get out of the sea of ​​snow before he was exhausted.

Now they are outside the snowy mountains.

But the situation was still not optimistic. Jing Yan discovered that Mu Yunning's ID card was missing. He had no way to send Mu Yunning out of the trial first. Moreover, after leaving the snowfield, there were still many ferocious beasts and rival trial-takers in the secret realm. Sometimes human hearts were more terrifying than wild beasts, especially in this secret realm where rivals existed and were not noticed by the outside world.

Therefore, leaving Mu Yunning alone in the secret realm is no different from waiting to die.

Not to mention that she needed her own blood to stay alive.

So Jing Yan threw his ID card into the flames without much hesitation. Looking at the wooden card being gradually swallowed by the flames, he once again strengthened his determination to protect Mu Yunning.

There are still twenty days until the end of the secret realm.

During these twenty days, he had to prevent Mu Yunning from being discovered by the Qingming Divine Sword, while also keeping her alive.

"Jing Yan, you are a bad guy."

Mu Yunning bit her lip, there were still traces of the scriptures on her lips - bright red blood stains, don't think in the wrong way.

"Don't blame others if you're a little kid who's afraid of taking medicine."

Jing Yan smiled and poked Mu Yunning's head. The girl no longer had her usual spirit and became staggering after being lightly pointed at by him.

She covered her forehead and stared at Jingyan blankly. After a long time, she walked in front of Jingyan.

He held up the boy's arm.

Her arms were very strong and her skin was very white. She looked good no matter how you looked at her, but there were scattered wounds on her fair skin. Those were the sword marks that Jingyan had made himself in order to prolong her life.

Even the newest one was still oozing blood.

Mu Yunning's eyes trembled slightly, and her hands couldn't help but touch Jing Yan's wound, but halfway through the action, she was afraid of hurting it, so her soft and boneless hands hovered in the air.

"Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Mu Yunning blinked, lowered her head like a well-behaved kitten, and stuck out her smooth little tongue to lick the horrible scars carefully.

"What are you doing?"

Jing Yan was startled and tried to pull his hand away, but the girl held his hand and prevented him from escaping.

"Lick it." Mu Yunning whispered, "Lick it and it won't hurt."

"When I was scratched by a sword before, I licked it and the pain went away."

Jing Yan was speechless and could only remain silent and let the girl do whatever she wanted.

After a while, Jing Yan rubbed his eyebrows, as if he had made a great decision, and spoke to Mu Yunning.

"Mu Yunning, I have to tell you something in advance."

"Ok?"