A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and Shu Ange staggered along the mountain road, walking towards a place full of spiritual energy with his keen consciousness.

The mountain road was originally rugged and steep, and at night, Shu Ange's shoulder was injured again, so it was extraordinarily difficult to walk.

After trekking for a while, Shu Ange climbed the vines on the high and low cliffs, and finally came to a pool.

There was a lot of spiritual energy around the pool. Shu Ange bent down and picked up a handful of clean water, washed his face, and cleaned the wound on his shoulder.

"It's here."

After looking around, she bent down and searched carefully in the grass beside the water pool, and unknowingly came to a small dirt pit.

Shu Ange pushed aside the dense grass and found a cave hidden at the bottom of the pit. With the help of the starlight, she finally found what she was looking for-a herb with abundant spiritual energy.

She couldn't name the herb for a while, but it looked like it was about to bloom. Most herbs have the best medicinal power and the strongest aura when they bloom and bear fruit.

This is also the reason why Shu Ange was attracted to this place. She was overjoyed and bent over to pick herbs. Just as she took a step, a snake sprang out of the darkness like lightning and spit out scarlet letters at Shu Ange.

Shu Ange was startled, and hurriedly took a step back. The snake curled its body into a ball, guarding the herbs, and looked at her with cold vertical pupils.

"Where there are elixir, there are indeed poison guards."

Although the snake that guards the elixir does not have spiritual wisdom, it is extremely poisonous, and Shu Ange does not dare to act rashly. She stood aside, looking at the herbs that were about to bloom, her heart was like a hundred claws scratching her heart.

Elixir is very precious, but life is more precious. Shu An singer pulled a piece of grass, thinking hard about the way to outsmart it.

At this moment, there was a sudden rustling of wind in the distance, sending a dash of fishy smell. Shu Ange had a strong sense of crisis, stood up at the fastest speed, and changed his position to guard.

Thanks to her running fast, not far away, a yellow-black piebald snake, which was thicker than the snake guarding the medicinal herbs, was cruising and slipping over from her only path.

One snake is already difficult to deal with, let alone two snakes. Shu Ange sat on the rock with a sullen face, staring at the cave not far away.

It seemed that she was destined to have no relationship with the herbal medicine. Shu Ange was sighing when he saw a silhouette of Yu Jian flying suddenly appeared outside the clouds.

Seeing Yu Jianfei's cultivator on this plane, Shu Ange's heart instantly lifted up, looking left and right to find a place to hide.

While thinking about it, the cultivator wearing the blue Taoist robe has already fallen to the ground.

Shu Ange covered his lips with his hand and stared at the person who came. When the person landed, he turned to look at her.

It is inaccurate to say that it is "seeing", because the eyes of the incoming person are covered with light blue ribbons, and they seem to be unable to see.

Tsing Yi monk's robe is solemn and elegant, his complexion is white and delicate like ceramics, his chin is clean and rosy, and his temperament is as pure as an ancient scholar.

"The target of this mission has appeared, and the initial favorability is 25."

After stepping through the iron shoes, there is nowhere to find it, and it takes no effort to get it, Shu Ange breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Nice to meet you, Ning Haoxue in Xiayuqingmen, I don't know what to call your friends?"

The monk in Tsing Yi didn't say a word, the breeze blew slowly, blowing the brocade belt around his eyes, Zong Yujing floated out of the dust like a fairy.

When the strange fragrance came, Shu Ange took two steps forward, and his eyes crossed Zong Yujing and fell on the elixir in the cave. The two snakes stared at the herb, and the bright yellow flowers at the top of the herb bloomed little by little.

Zong Yujing walked towards the herbs, and Shu Ange reminded him, "Be careful, fellow Taoist, there are poisonous snakes beside the herbs."

He didn't stop, and said thank you lightly. After a while, people had already walked down the mountain and bent down into the cave.

Even bending over is so elegant, Shu Ange's heartstrings are suddenly moved, and his eyes are a little more eager to look at Zong Yujing.

He bent down and stretched out his hand to the herbal medicine with the bright yellow flowers in full bloom. The two poisonous snakes were frozen in place like stone carvings, and neither of them attacked him.

Shu Ange watched this scene in amazement, and became more and more curious about Zong Yujing's cultivation.

He gently pulled out the herbs, the whole herb disappeared with its roots, and Shu Ange couldn't help but sigh.

Zong Yujing walked out of the cave and walked in front of Shu Ange, only then did Shu Ange see that there was a bright cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, which made his Qing Jun face look more delicate.

Such a temperament reminds Shu Ange of Hua Manlou, but Zong Yujing is very different from him. Hua Manlou is blind and not blind, loves life, and is full of enthusiasm for everything in life.

Zong Yujing was as indifferent as bamboo, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him.

He walked in front of Shu Ange, and suddenly reached out and pressed her shoulders, and she grinned and gasped.

"When did you get hurt?"

Zong Yujing's voice is very nice, Qing Lingling's voice is like gold and jade colliding.

"The injury suffered last night was scratched by a mandrill."

Shu Ange pursed her lips and endured the pain, her voice trembling.

Zong Yujing pressed his finger on her wound, and a faint white light poured into her wound from his fingertips, and the turquoise carrion gradually disappeared, revealing red flesh.

The pain of the carrion being removed made Shu Ange sweat in cold sweat. She was very grateful to Zong Yujing for his help, but before he healed her, could he give her a shot to prepare her mind.

While Shu Ange was thinking wildly, Zong Yujing suddenly took out a dark red porcelain bottle from his sleeve, poured out some pale yellow powder from it and sprinkled it on her wound.

Shu Ange's wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye as a cool breeze penetrated into his shoulders.

Looking at the healed wound, she thanked Zong Yujing in surprise: "Thank you for your help, I don't know what to call you."

"I took the dragon snake grass, there are many wild beasts on the mountain, it is better to leave as soon as possible."

Zong Yujing did not leave a name from the beginning to the end, and seeing that he was about to leave, Shu Ange said quickly: "Daoist, I am the direct disciple of Yuqingmen, I implore Longhushan to come forward and help me to open up what my patriarch Ning Wuji left behind. inherited."

Worrying about Zong Yujing's misunderstanding, Shu Ange specially added: "The evil side seems to have known the news and is looking for me recently. Fellow Daoist, the grandfather once predicted the war between good and evil, and his inheritance is crucial to the world of comprehension. important."

Zong Yujing stopped and looked at Shu Ange silently.

Let's use "look" to describe it, Shu Ange looked at Zong Yujing's face with a very earnest expression.

"Why don't you look for a spectator?"

Shu Ange blushed, and said awkwardly, "I didn't bring any token, and in order to avoid the entanglement of the evil way, I didn't wear a robe... So... But please believe me, if I have a half-truth, no thunder can strike me. Damn!"