I am a cannon fodder, so what's wrong with grabbing an opportunity?

Yinying was struggling internally and couldn't make a decision.

If his spiritual power is sucked away, it is unknown whether he can wake up.

After all, in his eyes, the people picked up by the people from the Jiao Temple were no different from the living dead.

If he were to save the black dragon and die for him, he wouldn't know if he could recover. After all, he had never tried that method before.

Amidst another earth-shaking event, Yinying knew that he could not delay any longer and decided to just go for it.

He muttered, "Forget it, just die."

Yinying still made up his mind to save the black dragon.

Maybe this way he will have a chance to survive, and the captain may be rescued, just as a way to repay the life-saving grace.

In a flash, in the blink of an eye, Yinying had replaced Heijiao in Wan Muchun's hand, and Heijiao appeared in Yinying's original position.

At the moment of the position change, the black dragon seemed to hear a voice in his ear: "Run away."

Immediately afterwards, a shrill voice entered the ears of the black dragon.

When he saw clearly the shadowy figure who died for him at Wan Muchun's hands, he was stunned for a moment, with a flash of astonishment in his eyes.

He didn't understand why he saved himself when he wasn't nice to that little demon?

Although he had his doubts, he did not dare to stay. He could not let the opportunity that the little demon had fought for him be thrown away.

He gritted his teeth and quickly escaped from Wan Muchun's sight, dragging his broken body.

After a long journey and hiding its tracks, the black dragon finally found a secluded cave and hid in it.

Only at this time did the black dragon have time to think about what had just happened.

In his mind was the image of the little demon who was determined to die for him, and whose neck was broken by Wan Muchun, but he couldn't save him.

He racked his brains to figure out what the little demon was trying to do, but he could not figure it out. He could only convince himself that the little demon had some agenda.

He soon overturned it himself.

"What the hell are you trying to do? You took the knife and died for me. What else can you hope for? Life is the most important thing..."

Wan Muchun held the shadow with its head drooping in his hand and asked Xie Zhiqiu, "Do you know him?"

Xie Zhiqiu's eyes were clear for a moment, but he returned to his dazed look when he answered, "I don't know."

After getting this answer, Wan Muchun did not respond, but easily crushed the shadow into powder, which was blown away by the wind.

She kept staring at Xie Zhiqiu's eyes, hoping to see some different expression on Xie Zhiqiu's face.

Xie Zhiqiu's expression was cold, as if he really didn't know him.

Wan Muchun no longer paid any attention to Xie Zhiqiu, but went to Yan Ming and planned to deal with him.

Unfortunately, when he was about to touch Yan Ming, the annoying voice appeared again.

"Let him go and I'll make a deal with you." The white dragon said, transforming into a shadow.

"No." Wan Muchun refused without even thinking about it.

Bai Jiao didn't care what she thought and said to himself: "I can give her a chance to regain consciousness."

Wan Muchun snorted coldly, "The bead is in my hand, and it's up to me whether she can regain consciousness."

"Are you sure?" Bai Jiao asked back without any hurry.

"Don't forget, we are equals. You can't order me around."

After Wan Muchun finished the warning, she grabbed Yan Ming's neck and stretched out her other hand, and the Mu Xizhu was in her hand.

She slammed the Mu Xizhu hard into Yan Ming's forehead.

Yan Ming woke up instantly from the pain and screamed in agony: "Ah... Help... Help..."

The white dragon transformed into a shadow and tried to stop it, but was stopped by Wan Muchun's words.

"This person is the warning you used to plot against me. Do you want me to settle accounts with you about why I ended up in this situation?"

The white dragon incarnation stopped making any sound and disappeared.

Yan Ming was sucked down little by little by the Mu Xi Pearl at a speed visible to the naked eye. His cultivation level plummeted all the way until he fell to the Qi Refining stage. Only then did Wan Muchun take the Mu Xi Pearl out.

Yan Ming was thrown aside like garbage.

Playing with the Muxi Pearl in his hand, he cursed in dissatisfaction: "Waste."

She stretched out her hand in the direction of Xie Zhiqiu, and Xie Zhiqiu was sucked over by her in an instant.

Urge Mu Xizhu to transfer more spiritual power to Xie Zhiqiu.

The blood vessels in Xie Zhiqiu's body swelled, making every inch of skin look terrifying, as if it was about to burst at any time.

The meridians were almost broken.

A trace of pain appeared on the expressionless face.

Wan Muchun stared at Xie Zhiqiu's face and said, "You are still conscious."

no respond.

Wan Muchun increased the transmission speed again.

With a slight sound, several blood vessels on his face and hands burst, and blood flowed all over his face. There were also protruding unburst blood vessels underneath, leaving a horrible mark on his whole face.

After a stalemate, Xie Zhiqiu did not respond.

Wan Muchun could only attribute this look of pain to a muscle reaction.

She slowed down the transmission speed of the Muxi Pearl, and her blood vessels slowly contracted.

The remaining bloodstains and fresh blood were still very scary.

However, these are not within Wan Muchun's consideration.

As long as this person doesn't die, it'll be fine.

I don’t know what Wan Muchun was thinking. He actually signed an equal contract with such a lowly person, and even added the condition of coexistence in life span.

Otherwise, would she be so restrained?

When he thought about how Wan Muchun had tricked him into taking Xie Zhiqiu away, and how he was almost killed by a monster when he followed him north to hunt for fodder, he felt very sad.

This kind of thing must never happen again. It is safest to keep people under your own nose.

Otherwise, she would never have brought along such a burden.

Fortunately, this burden is still of some use.

But she only needs a handy tool, she doesn't need independent consciousness.

After Xie Zhiqiu returned to normal, the formation expanded again.

Wan Muchun became more and more satisfied as he looked at the green and radiant Mu Xizhu. Soon she would be able to completely merge with Wan Muchun.

The range of the spirit gathering formation reached the border of Saihe City. There were many independent cultivators with no foundation gathered here. The number was so large that the light of the Mu Xizhu became brighter.

When Wan Muchun saw Saihecheng, he was extremely excited and shouted, "Hurry up, hurry up, and hurry up."

She wished she could eat up Saihecheng right now, just eat it.

If nothing unexpected happens, she will be able to merge with Wan Muchun and become a whole.

This way no one can stop her, and she will be the real Goddess of Spring.

She is the goddess of spring.

She is the goddess of spring.

She is the goddess of spring.

……

Wan Muchun, with bloodshot eyes, wished he could stand at the border of Saihe City immediately and push the formation range over there.

The more impatient she was, the slower the formation moved.

He slapped Xie Zhiqiu in the face and cursed, "Trash, trash, trash, hurry up, can't you hear me?"

Xie Zhiqiu fell to the ground, face down, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Wan Muchun grabbed Xie Zhiqiu and planned to hit her a couple more times to teach her a lesson.

This time her slap did not fall on Xie Zhiqiu's face, but on her own face.

"Ah ah ah..."

She wanted to tear Wan Muchun apart for daring to do this to her. She was the Lord God of Spring.

"Unforgivable, unforgivable..."