Mortal Mage

"So."

Zhang Mingxuan's voice was filled with laughter; "You two should help me a lot, so that I can avoid taking detours."

"How can I help?"

"For example, as I just said, giving me the Lion Horse Spirit and the storage bag is a favor. You two killed my flying beast, and my good friend was injured. If I take one step at a time and deal with these trivial matters bit by bit, you two will have time to come out for party affairs."

The two of them only felt that the voice above their heads at this moment was so insidious and mean.

"Of course, if you two are worried, I can give you a written agreement to guarantee that I will release you two once I reach the Nascent Soul stage."

"Bullshit! You have no shame!"

"It seems that you two disagree?"

Zhang Mingxuan finished speaking, slowly withdrew his consciousness, and finally added: "Then I will have to cut off the pure energy in this ring space?"

"it is good!"

He Yiping shouted hurriedly, "Write a document!"

"Don't worry, my standards for dealing with people are equality, fairness, honesty and friendliness." (Socialist Core Values)

Zhang Mingxuan said with a smile, "Of course, this is based on the premise that others treat me the same way."

At this moment, within the storage ring space, a piece of yellow paper floated down from the dark sky. Zhang Mingxuan controlled the yellow paper with his spiritual sense, passed through the fire escape formation, and landed in front of the two of them.

Written on it was a written note he had made: [I am now borrowing two storage bags and the supplies inside from He Yiping and He Yihu, as well as two third-level monsters. After I break through to the Nascent Soul stage, I will return them at double the value - Xuanfeng.]

He Yiping picked up the "receipt" and slapped his cheek.

He pulled off the storage bag from his waist and threw it at his feet. Then he closed his eyes and silently recited a spell. Then a wisp of yellow aura floated out from between his eyebrows.

Seeing that things had come to this point, He Yihu had no choice but to do as he was told.

Zhang Mingxuan withdrew his consciousness, turned over and sat up, with a faint smile on his face.

He held two blue storage bags in his hands, and the soul of the lion horse had just been stored in his sea of ​​consciousness.

The two of them had lifted the ban on the storage bag, so he could open it directly.

In their storage bags, there were two mid-grade Blood Clotting Pills for external injuries, two mid-grade Heart Purifying Pills for internal injuries, and two bottles of low-grade Essence Nourishing Pills for cultivation, but only half a bottle was left.

And five bottles of common elixirs such as Bigu Pills and Baicao Pills.

The Blood Coagulation Pill and the Heart Purifying Pill are pills, each about the size of a marble, while the Yuan Pei Pill is a water-honey pill.

What Zhang Mingxuan didn't expect was that the body of the Feishe Beast was actually in He Yiping's storage bag. The body was preserved very intact, and even the demon pill had not been dug out yet.

What was left were more than a thousand low-grade spirit stones, some Xuantian Sword Sect's martial arts jade slips, and miscellaneous personal belongings. These things were of no use to him, so he stuffed them all into the storage ring and returned it to the two of them.

Of course, there was no point in keeping the two's flying swords with them now, so Zhang Mingxuan simply "borrowed" one.

The storage bags of these two were one of medium quality and one of low quality. The internal space was only an inch in size. The things that could be counted out were the only good things these two had.

He picked up the storage bag, stood up and left the guest room, knocking on the door of Yedie Yewu's room next door; "Diewu, open the door, open the door, good news!"

Ye Die Ye Wu, who was sitting cross-legged in the guest room to heal her wounds, had just entered a state of meditation when she heard Zhang Mingxuan's voice coming from outside the door. She did not dare to be negligent at all. Finally, the two girls looked at each other, and the elder sister Ye Die forced herself to break her meditation and opened the door.

"Master"

Ye Die held his chest with one hand and held the door railing with the other, and greeted Zhang Mingxuan weakly.

Zhang Mingxuan glanced around the room and saw Ye Wu sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed, covered with a thin quilt. She looked three parts human and seven parts ghost. Her face was as pale as paper and she seemed to be dying. This made him feel distressed.

If no medical treatment is given, I'm afraid Ye Die won't even survive tonight.

This pair of twins have been practicing together since childhood. Their combined strength can double theirs. If one of them is missing, the strength of the other will be greatly reduced.

Ye Die, who was leaning against the door, seemed to be in danger of death.

He was about to enter the house to give Ye Wu the medicine first, but Ye Die beside him suddenly softened and was about to fall.

How could he not bear to see her fall, so he quickly reached out and grabbed Ye Die's slender waist.

Ye Die already had a look of despair on her face, and now she was broken and opened the door. At this moment, she felt pain all over her body and felt weak. She looked at Zhang Mingxuan who was hugging her, and her voice was weak; "Master, my sister and I have both suffered external injuries from the Six-pointed Sword Formation and internal injuries from the Jade Emperor Book. The internal and external injuries are simultaneously eroding our Dantian. The vitality in our Qi Sea is dissipating, and the speed of losing our Qi is also increasing. I'm afraid we can't hold on..."

"Don't worry, your teacher is here."

Zhang Mingxuan put Ye Die on the bed, then took out the two middle-grade "Qingxin Pills" and spread them out in his hands.

The medicinal power immediately spread throughout the room.

A mid-grade elixir costs hundreds of spirit stones. Even a Jindan-stage cultivator would only normally carry one elixir with him.

For a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, this kind of medicine is something they would never dare to dream of.

Ye Die was lying on the bed, dying. She felt a refreshing medicinal power rushing into her lungs from her nasal cavity, which gave her the strength to open her eyes.

The young master in his eyes was holding two mid-grade red pills in his hands.

She just felt that the master in front of her didn't seem as pretentious as before, but was gentle and elegant with a majestic temperament.

Ye Die, who was sitting cross-legged beside him, also absorbed a trace of the medicine into his lungs. His weak eyelids slowly widened, and his tone was filled with desire and amazement, as well as a little pain and pity; "Master...Father!"

"Master!"

Ye Die wanted to prop himself up, but he couldn't muster any strength.

Zhang Mingxuan hurriedly picked up Ye Die and leaned her against the pillow.

This medicine is the right one.

He wanted to put the medicine into Ye Die's mouth, but Ye Die refused silently. "Master, this middle-grade elixir is too strong. Most of my internal energy has dissipated. If I take it directly now, if I am not careful in regulating it, my life will be in danger."

"What about that?"

Hearing Ye Die say this, Zhang Mingxuan was in a dilemma.

I am almost dead and I can’t take medicine.

With a creaky sound, the door was closed.

Hao Xian, who was guarding outside the door, came in wearing a light white gauze dress and said in a charming voice, "Master, you can first hold the pill in your mouth, use your true energy to turn the medicinal power into saliva, and then feed it to the two of them~"

Hearing this, Ye Die Ye Wu's ears turned red and she closed her eyes.

The two girls didn't notice it, but after a short moment, the blush on their ears spread to their necks.

"Is there any other way?"

Zhang Mingxuan saw that the two girls were already blushing and embarrassed, so he looked at Hao Fen who was standing beside them, waiting for a reply.

As a three-good youth of the new era, he actually didn't care much when his life was in danger.

It’s about curing illnesses and saving lives, not about getting emotional.

Of course, he also hoped there would be a more 'appropriate' method.