Action to Save Little White Flower [Quick Transmigration GL]

"She was seriously injured, she can't run very far, she is definitely nearby, search!"

Seeing the people with the swords in the air scattered and started to search the entire forest, Shen Qingwei slowly curled up and hid herself better in the bushes.

With the hand covering her abdomen, wet liquid continued to flow out. The large amount of blood loss made her face pale, and the hand holding the long sword was also trembling uncontrollably.

In the blood-stained hand, a white jade tablet was emitting a faint light.

This is her last Qi Containing Talisman, top grade, it works for an hour, and can block the spiritual consciousness of monks below the Nascent Soul stage.

She only hoped that this group of people would leave within an hour, or that the help signal she sent would bring her powerful rescue within an hour.

but……

Feeling that her body was getting weaker and weaker, Shen Qingwei couldn't help showing a wry smile. It's hard to say whether her body can last until the Qi Containing Talisman fails.

In the woods, the seriously injured person was dying, and she lost consciousness and gave her life to fate.

Outside the woods, the demonic disciple who was in charge of searching looked like a falcon, scanning the dense forest in front of him inch by inch, not letting go of any traces that Shen Qingwei might have left behind.

"Master Ding, she is just a little girl at the Golden Core stage, why are you so nervous?"

"A little girl in the golden elixir stage?" Hearing what his subordinates said, an evil smile appeared on Ding Shenghui's pale face, "She is not just a little girl in the golden elixir stage, if no one can be found today, no one will even think about going back. .”

After finishing speaking, he added: "By the way, don't kill people, I'm still useful."

Fearing that his subordinates might not understand what he meant, he added, "It's very useful."

Thinking of what he felt from the fluctuation of the opponent's spiritual power when he was fighting with Shen Qingwei, a smug smile climbed up his face involuntarily.

It's no secret that the technique that Mozun cultivated is extremely domineering and pure yang.

As subordinates, Ding Shenghui and the others are not only fighting with the immortals to compete for land resources, but also collecting Yinwomen born in Yinyue, Yinyue, and Yinri is an extremely important task.

Due to the dominance of the Demon Lord's practice, each of Ding Shenghui and others had to worship at least two yin women every month. Girl, Ding Shenghui has already had a headache.Unexpectedly, it was just a simple task that led him to meet Shen Qingwei - the best furnace for those who practiced pure yang kung fu, who was born at the time of the cloudy year and the moon and the moon.

This kind of physique is rare in ten thousand years. If she is dedicated to Demon Lord, maybe Demon Lord will no longer need other Yin bodies from now on.

Thinking of the rewards he might get for his great achievements, Ding Shenghui's heart was burning.

In his opinion, Shen Qingwei, who was seriously injured by him, would not be able to run very far. The duck was already cooked, and it was almost time to pick it up from the pot.

"Be careful, don't let her run away!"

……

The icy green snake crawled across the snow-white skin, Shen Qingwei opened her eyes in the biting cold, and met a pair of jewel-like black eyes.

snake!

Her heart suddenly missed a beat.

The subconscious scream wanted to rush out of her throat, but after hearing a familiar voice, she suppressed it again.

The magician who chased her down is still there.

She held her breath, tried to calm down, and looked at the green snake.

She didn't know much about snakes, but judging from the beautiful color of the green snake in front of her eyes and the dangerous breath when she spit out the letter, she had already judged that it was definitely a poisonous snake.

And it was a poisonous snake that could threaten her.

The green snake looked at her for a moment, as if she felt that she was not threatening, and slowly climbed up to her chest. Under Shen Qingwei's gaze, it got in from the collar, and curled up between the two pieces of softness. There was a ball.

The snake's cold body was close to the skin, making Shen Qingwei shiver uncontrollably, but in the end, she still didn't pull the snake out of her clothes, but curled up her body more carefully, praying in her heart, don't be searched by outside people found.

There were footsteps gradually approaching, and at the same time, there was the sound of waving a long sword.

Shen Qingwei clenched the long sword in her hand, her nerves were tense to the extreme, and she was ready to strike at any time.

The Rejuvenation Pill she took before hiding had gradually exerted its effect in her body. Although it failed to bring her back to the best condition, at least the wound on her abdomen stopped bleeding, and there was a little spiritual power in her body.

Perhaps these spiritual powers are not enough for fighting, at least not enough to deal with a Nascent Soul cultivator, but it is more than enough to activate the secret technique of blood escape.

It's just that I don't know if I can survive after activating the secret.

But it's better than falling into the hands of the devil.

Just as Shen Qingwei made a secret decision in her heart that once the demonic people found out, she would immediately run away in blood, a light suddenly lit up in front of her.

The bushes used to hide her figure were split open with a sword, revealing a surprised and proud face.

"Look what I saw—"

Shen Qingwei's pupils suddenly tightened.

In front of her, the sorcerer, whose smug smile hadn't fully unfolded, opened his eyes, clutched his neck, and slowly fell backwards.

A cyan streamer flowed around him, and then fell back into Shen Qingwei's arms.

The sorcerer fell to the ground with a bang, his hands spread out, and black blood was gurgling out from two inconspicuous holes on his neck.

Shen Qingwei's mood suddenly became extremely complicated.

She guessed that the green snake must be very dangerous, but she never expected that the power of the green snake is so great.

The little green snake who had solved the enemy for her was curled up in front of her chest at this moment, and Shen Qingwei could feel that the little head of the other party was rubbing back and forth between her neck.

The demonic monk who died under the snake's poison was still lying in front of her, but at this moment, she didn't feel any fear of the green snake, only a deep sense of gratitude.

"Thank you."

Regardless of whether the green snake could understand or not, Shen Qingwei thanked her in a low voice, got up from the ground, stepped on her flying sword unsteadily, and quickly activated it before the fluctuation of spiritual power attracted other monks. The technique of blood escape.

Blood escape, as the name suggests, is a technique used to escape using blood as a medium.

Shen Qingwei is only at the Golden Core stage. Although Ding Shenghui is only the weakest hall master under Mo Zun, he is also a monk at the Nascent Soul stage. If she escapes in a normal way, she will be killed before she can use the flying sword. Grabbing it in his hand, only by using the forbidden art of blood escape, can he have a chance to escape.

Ding Shenghui already regarded Shen Qingwei as something in his pocket, and when he turned his head, he saw a bloody light fleeing far to the southeast. When he realized what happened, he suddenly became furious, and he rushed after him without noticing his subordinates.

"Bitch! You don't eat the toast, you don't eat the fine wine——"

The scenery around her receded quickly, and the blood in her body seemed to be boiling. After an unknown period of time, Shen Qingwei fell headfirst, staggered into a cave, and then fell headlong into the cave while holding on to a few protective handguns. in.

A stream of light flew across the air, and a moment later, Ding Shenghui, who was walking with his sword, flew back from a distance again and stopped in the sky above this area.

His long and narrow eyes swept across the forest like a falcon catching prey, and at the same time, his majestic spiritual consciousness poured out, sweeping across the land inch by inch.

Nine Yin Xuannv is so rare, he must not miss it.

Just as his consciousness swept across a cave, the corners of his lips were pulled up involuntarily.

A little girl in the Jindan period, so what if she has some methods, her strength is too low after all.

in the cave.

After Shen Qingwei was unconscious, the green snake on her chest slowly got up, along her body, and slowly fell to the ground.

A faint light shone on the green snake's fine scales, and the snake's body gradually became larger, and its shape began to gradually change.

After a while—

Zhao Xingyue, who was wearing a long blue dress, stretched out a white and slender hand, and lifted Shen Qingwei's chin.

Ding Shenghui's heart suddenly beat violently the moment his feet landed on the ground.

Being able to become one of the four hall masters relied on by the Demon Venerable with his cultivation in the Nascent Soul stage, he has his own personal advantages, among which the instinct of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages like a wild animal is one of his strengths.

The closer to the cave, the stronger the sense of danger.

The threat to life overwhelmed his desire for the Nine Yin Xuannv.

After Ding Shenghui's face twitched for a moment, he turned and fled.

However, things were not that simple, before he had time to step on the flying sword, a blue water sleeve suddenly flung out from the cave.

He raised his hand to block it, but the water sleeve wrapped around it softly and gracefully as if alive.

"No—" He widened his eyes in horror and let out a desperate cry.

The cyan water sleeve retreated quietly as if it had come.

Outside the cave that was covered up, blue vines swayed slightly in the wind.

Not far away, countless white bones were scattered on the ground.

If someone counts them carefully, it is not difficult to find that the total number of these bones is exactly the number of bones in an adult male body.

Pulling back her water sleeves, Zhao Xingyue, who was full of food and drink, pinched Shen Qingwei's chin, forcing her to face her.

Shen Qingwei opened her mouth involuntarily, Zhao Xingyue lowered her head, and let out a sigh of relief towards her face.

Shen Qingwei's head slowly fell to the ground following Zhao Xingyue's hand.

In the darkness, her breathing gradually changed from weak to peaceful, and a tinge of red appeared on her pale face.

……

She is still alive.

Shen Qingwei, who realized this, slowly opened her eyes.

Memories before coma flooded into my mind, looking at the familiar environment, Shen Qingwei was relieved that he was not captured by the monks of the magic way.

But soon, Shen Qingwei discovered that she was not the only one in this narrow and airtight space.

There seemed to be a... person lying on her chest.

She looked down, and what fell into her eyes in the dim light was an extremely delicate face.