Awakening space, the good-for-nothing lady has a great fortune

Chapter 849 Who Will Win

"Do not believe?"

Mingge frowned and stopped what he was doing.

"Ah...um..."

Waves of cries of pain came from the inner room.

Mingge was also panicked at this moment.

"Ming Ge, break in!" The two men looked at each other and burst out with all their strength.

At this moment Mingge no longer hid.

A bloodthirsty flower suddenly bloomed behind him.

A sweet smell instantly filled the entire Wufeng Palace of Wufeng Immortal Venerable.

Just when the two men were about to break in.

With a creak, Yun Linger walked out holding the door frame.

At this moment, Yun Ling'er was covered in blood and her face was pale.

"Sister!"

Ning Sang suddenly gathered his strength and rushed forward.

Mingge also pursed her lips and ran over.

Yun Linger forced an ugly smile and raised her hand to pinch Ning Sang's cheek.

"Ning'er, Mingge, please don't be rude. Go back to the Ling Palace and wait for me."

Feeling the empty touch on his cheek, Ning Sang opened his eyes wide.

The worry in his eyes was about to overflow.

"Sister, what poison have you been poisoned by?"

Yun Linger had a smile on her face and blood was flowing out from the corners of her mouth.

"It's okay, sister will be fine in a while."

Ning Sang raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of Yun Ling'er's mouth in panic.

"Sister, don't talk, don't talk, I'm refining an elixir, I can refine an antidote, I want to refine the best antidote..."

Yun Ling'er gently rubbed Ning Sang's eyebrows with her fingers.

He relaxed Ning Sang's frowning brows and raised the corners of his mouth gently.

"Sister believes that Ning'er will become the best alchemist in the future..."

"Da da", the Windless Immortal appeared behind Yun Ling'er.

"Ling'er, if you delay any longer, the poison will enter your heart and you will die."

The voice of Immortal Wufeng was cold.

He glanced at Ning Sang and Ming Ge.

Looking at the bloodthirsty flower behind Mingge, his body paused.

"Ning'er, your master is here to heal your sister and detoxify her. Are you doing this because you want her to die?"

There was authority in the voice, and Ning Sang's small body suddenly took two steps back.

"Hasn't your senior sister taught you the rules this year? You are so rude! Now go back to the Spirit Palace!"

"If you don't leave now and delay Ling'er's recovery, you will all die!"

The voice of Immortal Wufeng was terribly cold as he roared at Ning Sang.

Yun Ling'er knelt on the ground with a thump.

"It's my fault. I know I'm wrong. Please don't punish Ning'er, Master."

With a "dong" sound, Yun Ling'er knocked her head weakly on the ground.

"Sister!"

Ning Sang hurried over but was stopped by Mingge.

"Immortal Wufeng, Ning'er is still young and doesn't understand much. Let's go now."

After collecting the bloodthirsty flower behind him, Ming Ge lowered his eyelids, pulled Ning Sang and turned away.

Even though Ning Sang was unwilling, he did not dare to delay when he saw that Yun Ling'er was so seriously injured.

After leaving Wufeng Palace, Ning Sang refused to leave.

"Mingge, do you really believe him? How could we not know that my sister was poisoned?"

Over the past year, they have been practicing in Lingshan. The cultivators in Lingshan are all law of the jungle, and Immortal Venerable Wufeng looks hypocritical.

"We were too reckless."

Ming Ge lowered his eyes. Even if Immortal Wufeng really had some secret, he couldn't be so blatant.

If they did so, they would only put Yun Linger in danger.

"But……"

Ning Sang clenched his fists and stared at the closed door of Wufeng Palace, his eyes flickering.

Ming Ge stretched out his hand, and in his palm, a red bloodworm was spinning non-stop.

Ning Sang looked at the bloodworms and his eyes lit up.

"you……?"

"Ah."

Ming Ge nodded silently and put away the bloodworms without saying a word.

Ning Sang finally felt relieved when he saw the bloodworms.

With the bloodworms around, Immortal Wufeng can do nothing.

Ning Sang sat cross-legged and started practicing directly.

Although her cultivation has improved rapidly, she is still far behind the Immortal Venerable Wufeng.

Wufeng Xianzun is now at the eighth level, but she is at most at the third level, so she has no chance of winning. (Before Jixing cultivated the power of the stars, he was set at the first to ninth level.)

Ming Ge stared at Ning Sang's figure and stood beside her without saying a word.

From time to time, I could hear Yun Linger's cries of pain.

He frowned, but didn't know what to do.

At this moment, when Immortal Wufeng raised his hand to take off Yun Linger's clothes, he felt a sharp pain in his fingers.

He raised his eyebrows as he looked at a blood spot on his finger.

"It seems that this matter has been accomplished."

He withdrew his hand that was about to reach into Yun Ling'er's clothes.

"It's true. God helps me."

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of Immortal Wufeng.

He raised his hand and touched Yun Linger’s forehead.

Yun Linger, who had already lost consciousness, cried out in pain.

The body was convulsing and in excruciating pain.

But at this moment her consciousness had been blocked by Immortal Wufeng, and her body instinctively felt pain.

Taking his hand back, Immortal Wufeng reluctantly fed Yun Linger a pill, then sat down cross-legged.

There will be opportunities in the future.

……

"Rong Yin, you are crazy!"

Ming Ge stared at the blood flowing from the corner of Rong Yin's lips and roared.

Rong Yin raised her eyes, with cruelty in them.

Looking into Mingge's eyes, he gently pulled his lips together. The blood at the corner of his lips added a touch of arrogance to Rongyin.

Three blood-sucking beads flew out of his body, hovering in the air, spinning continuously.

"I'm not crazy, will you choose me as the vessel of the Blood-sucking Pearl?"

Ming Ge was left speechless by Rong Yin's question.

If it weren't for Rong Yin's desperate way of cultivation, Ming Ge might not have chosen a useless little demon!

Rong Yin was just a cat demon back then.

However, Ning Sang had stabbed him in the past, giving birth to a bone sword and absorbing the spatial power from the bone sword. Only then did Rong Yin catch his eye.

A huge disc lit up behind Rong Yinyin.

The blood-colored disc made Rong Yin look like a demon.

Ming Ge turned his head and looked at the large group of people rushing over behind him, then smiled at Rong Yin.

"Rong Yin, it seems that we will fight side by side one day."

The entire frozen land was instantly filled with a sweet smell.

The sticky smell in the air floated back and forth with a few red traces.

"I didn't expect that this battle would actually come 30,000 years later..."

Mingge's voice sounded inexplicably excited.

Large patches of blood-thirsty flowers trembled and fell, and a beautiful rain of flowers fell from the sky.

Rong Yin's back arched slightly.

The bone sword was slowly pulled out of the body.

The bone sword merged into the disc behind him, and Rong Yin was suddenly filled with strength.