This monk is a bit mean

The second sister finally turned into Yu Linglong.

Her face was pale and her breath was getting weaker and weaker.

But she still stretched out a jade hand and gently stroked Yunshu's bald head.

"Don't be sad, monk. Your bald head isn't shining anymore!"

"Why? How could it be you?" Yun Shu hugged Yu Linglong's increasingly soft body tightly and shouted urgently.

Yu Linglong did not answer Yun Shu, but gently took one of Yun Shu's hands and put it into her arms.

"I promised you, and I must fulfill it before I die..." Yu Linglong was barely breathing, but a relieved smile appeared on her face.

She knew that the bald man in front of her no longer hated her.

Or maybe he never held a grudge against himself at all.

"You won't die! I said!" Yunshu said sternly.

Then he took out a red brocade box from his Qiankun bag.

Opening the brocade box, he took out a colorful ball from it and fed it to Yu Linglong without hesitation.

This colorful ball is the last remaining red furnace holy medicine in Yunshu's hand.

As the holy medicine entered her throat, Yu Linglong felt a warm current emanating from the ball and flowing throughout her body.

The wound on her back was also healing rapidly.

Yun Shu also noticed the changes in Yu Linglong. He gritted his teeth and whispered to Yu Linglong, "You bitch, just bear with it!"

Then he grasped the hilt of the Great Wilderness Sword behind Yu Linglong with one hand and pulled it hard.

Yu Linglong snorted softly, then scolded, "Couldn't you be a little gentler when you pulled it out?"

Yunshu: ...

"Fuck you, you're driving as soon as you feel a little better?" Yun Shu said as he checked Yu Linglong's wound and found that it was healing rapidly.

He was relieved.

But at this moment, Yu Linglong's head tilted, her cheeks flushed and she fainted.

"Hey! Bitch, what's wrong with you?" Yun Shu shook Yu Linglong's delicate body frantically, but she didn't react at all.

Yunshu stretched out his index finger to check his breath, which was steady.

Then he grabbed Yu Linglong's hand and took her pulse, and there was nothing abnormal about it.

Yunshu felt much more relieved.

Then a white light flashed in his hand, and a crystal clear white tower appeared in his hand. It was Yun Shu's space magic weapon, the Hanyue Tower.

Yun Shu just made a hand gesture and a white light came out from the small white tower, which rolled up Yu Linglong's body and took it inside.

Yunshu shook his wrist, and the small white tower disappeared and was put away by him.

Then Yunshu released the white jade flying boat and Sang Biao. He pushed hard with one hand, jumped up with his whole body, and got into the white jade flying boat.

Sang Biao shook his head for a while, then said to Yun Shu: "Boss, you finally let me out to get some fresh air."

"Stop talking nonsense! Come on up and drive the boat, take me to find a place to hide!" Yunshu ordered Sang Biao.

"Sail a boat? I don't know how to do it?"

"You have to learn it even if you don't know how! If you don't want to become a white-cut dog."

Sang Biao: ...

……

Sang Biao flew south in the white jade flying boat for three months.

During these three months, Yunshu had Sang Biao fly low over the mountains where the spiritual energy was relatively thin.

His goal was to avoid monks with higher levels of cultivation as much as possible.

Because at this moment, his whole body was imprisoned by Monk Yunhai's seven soul flags.

Apart from the part above the neck, only the two hands can move.

Fortunately, his spiritual sense can still detect the situation around him.

During this time, he has been checking on Yu Linglong's condition in Hanyue Tower.

Apart from being asleep, she hadn't changed at all.

On the contrary, my own condition became much worse.

The seven souls in his body were imprisoned by Monk Yunhai's seven soul flags.

A large number of ghosts in the seven soul flags have been constantly entering his body, trying to devour the three souls and seven spirits in his body.

Every time a ghost entered, he would feel that his soul suffered a certain amount of damage.

But always at the last moment, Yun Shu could clearly feel that those ghosts seemed to be swallowed up and disappeared from his body.

And his own spirit also became stronger.

This process was extremely painful, but Yunshu could not interfere at all.

Every time this happened, he would curse that damn fat monk Yunhai several times.

"Boss, there are a lot of monks ahead, it's very lively, should we go take a look?"

"Didn't I tell you? Try to avoid the monks."

"No, Boss, the cultivators in front are all in the Qi Refining Stage, and the highest one is only in the Foundation Establishment Stage."

"Then I won't join in the fun. Now is an extraordinary period." Yun Shu refused.

Sang Biao was slightly disappointed and muttered quietly: "Boss, Biaozi has been a driver for several months. It's so boring! Let's go over and take a look. These people seem to be stealing something from a little girl."

Yun Shu looked at Sang Biao who was wagging his tail and begging, rolled his eyes and said, "It's just a dog, and you want to be chivalrous and do what is right? Okay, okay, let's go and see."

"Understood sir!" Sang Biao screamed excitedly, then dived down rapidly in the white jade flying boat.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the white jade flying boat crashed to the ground.

There were seven or eight cultivators with ferocious faces standing next to the flying boat. The leader was in the early stage of foundation building, and the others were juniors in the Qi Refining stage.

Opposite them stood a young Taoist priest who was also in the initial stage of foundation building.

The young Taoist priest was in his early twenties. He held a sword in his right hand and held a cute loli with a face covered in black mud in his left hand.

Loli bit her lips lightly and held a porcelain jar tightly in her arms with both hands.

When the two groups of people faced the sudden appearance of the white jade flying boat, two completely opposite expressions appeared on their faces.

The seven or eight men with ferocious faces looked a little angry. The leader looked at Yun Shu who was half lying in the white jade flying boat and shouted loudly: "Where did this wild monk come from?"

The young Taoist priest and the little Lolita beside him breathed a sigh of relief.

Regardless of whether this monk who suddenly appeared was an enemy or a friend, they could now take a breath.

"Amitabha, I just have a connection with Taoist priests." Yun Shu glanced at the young Taoist priest and the little Lolita, and said.

Then he turned around, glanced at the ferocious men with a bad temper, and said arrogantly: "I'm not in a good mood, you guys hurry up and get away from me!"

"Yo? So arrogant! Let's kill him, brothers!" The ferocious leader swung the sword in his hand and chopped at the air.

An arc-shaped red sword energy slashed towards Yunshu.

Yun Shu had a sneer on his face. He neither dodged nor gave way, allowing the sword energy to hit him.

The red sword energy couldn't hurt Yun Shu at all, and it turned into red light and dissipated.

Those ferocious men were shown surprised. They couldn't believe that this paralyzed monk with no spiritual energy on his body could actually use his physical body to withstand the sword energy of the early stage of foundation building.

Where did this monster come from?

"Are you still not leaving? Don't regret it, I'm going to release the dogs!"

"Biaozi!"

As soon as the word "Biaozi" came out of Yunshu's mouth.

"Roar!" Sang Biao roared angrily and jumped out of the white jade flying boat with a terrifying aura, then growled in a deep and low voice at those ferocious men.

These burly guys who were in the early stages of foundation building were so frightened by Sang Biao's pressure that they almost wet their pants.

They used their spiritual sense to scan, but could not tell Sang Biao's level of cultivation.

His heart tightened and he immediately set up a beam of light and fled in all directions.

Sang Biao was so excited that he was about to chase after him, but Yun Shu coughed dryly and gave up the idea.

"Junior, Mu Changxin thanks the senior for saving my life!" The young Taoist priest pulled the little loli beside him and knelt down to thank Yun Shu.

"Your last name is Mu?" Yun Shu asked.