After I woke up, I became a sick and weak beauty

Suddenly breaking free from the shackles, Shi Yixuan's eyes brightened, he stood up and moved his limbs, and there was a crackling sound as the joints rubbed against each other.

Shi Yixuan let out a long cry, with a bloodthirsty smile on his face: "You wait for me outside, I'll be right back."

After saying these words, his figure suddenly disappeared, Shan Ziliang just raised his hand, and when he couldn't stop the other party, he let him go.

Shan Ziliang sighed slightly, and then turned to Jun Qing. He saw Jun Qing walking towards the sword stuck on the wall, reaching up and trying to pull it out.

However, he exerted force for a long time, but the sword remained motionless on it. Shan Ziliang felt a little embarrassed for Junqing when he looked at it, but Junqing seemed not to notice it at all, and only exerted strength on his own.

Shan Ziliang couldn't see it, went up and said, "Well, shall I help you?"

Jun Qing turned to look at him and stepped aside.

Shan Ziliang held the hilt of the sword with a little force, and the sword was easily drawn out, and returned the sword to Junqing. Shan Ziliang suddenly thought—Mr. Qingyuan is just an ordinary person, how did he drive this What about the spirit sword?

Although he was puzzled in his heart, the teaching Shan Ziliang had received since he was a child prevented him from asking directly, so he just watched Junqing put the sword in his hand.

Junqing held the sword in one hand, and lightly pressed the other hand on the blade. Shan Ziliang was a little worried that he would scratch his hand, but there was a smell of "don't disturb me" on Junqing, which made him shut up. On the mouth.

Jun Qing held the sword, the faint warm breath from above had disappeared, together with the phantom, although he didn't want to, but he knew that the power his brother put on the sword had disappeared.

Feeling a little disappointed, Junqing put the sword back into the scabbard, but he didn't put the sword in the storage ring, one was because Shan Ziliang was watching, and the other was that he didn't plan to put it back again.

He carried the sword behind his back.

Shan Ziliang watched Jun Qing's movements, and for some reason he felt an aura from this seemingly frail young man at that moment.

At this time, the other mortals had already left, and most of them vomited blood and fell to the ground because of the backlash of the enchantment. Shan Ziliang looked at the blood on the ground and sighed slightly.

Attracted by that sigh, Jun Qing looked at the boy.

Shan Ziliang noticed his gaze, and took the initiative to explain: "I came here with fellow preachers before, but was led into this small space by the tomb-suppressing beast. The tomb-suppressing beast deceived many mortals by itself, and even called them They formed a formation with their own lives, and if we forcibly break the formation, they will die suddenly on the spot."

Speaking of this, Shan Ziliang's face was a little gloomy: "It's also fortunate that your previous actions have shaken those believers. Otherwise, if you forcefully break the formation, I'm afraid Mo Daoist's next catastrophe will be extremely difficult."

Although the Dao of Heaven gives monks many privileges, it also imposes many restrictions on them. If monks commit too many murders, the thunder they will receive will become stronger when they cross the catastrophe.

Junqing could see that Shan Ziliang was feeling bad for those dead mortals, but he was never good at comforting others, nor did he have the intention to do so, so he just kept silent about it.

Fortunately, Shan Ziliang only fell down for a while before returning to normal. He quickly adjusted his mood and turned to Junqing and said, "I'll take you out."

As he said that, he stretched out his hand to Junqing to signal him to hold him, but after Junqing put his hand on his palm, he couldn't help but blushed slightly.

Junqing just pretended not to see it, and after he was brought out of the inner space of the Tomb Suppressor by Shan Ziliang, there was a loud noise in his ears——

Accompanied by the loud noise, there was also the low and hoarse howling of the beast, but the howling sounded like a lack of energy and was intermittent.

Junqing seemed to have sensed it, and when he looked up, he saw a man and a beast trembling in the sky. The Beast God was already showing signs of decline. It showed its original body, and directly bit the monk who was facing him with its sharp teeth. .

There was an excited smile on Shi Yixuan's face, he didn't evade the sharp teeth that could pierce through a person, he directly held the thick teeth with his hands, and exerted more force——

There was a tooth-gritting sound, followed by the shrill howling of a beast.

Shi Yixuan sneered and said: "Come on, come again, I want to see how you can do it without those opportunistic methods!!"

The Tomb-Suppressing Beast stared at Shi Yixuan bitterly, his eyes suddenly turned downwards, and he saw Jun Qing standing with Shan Ziliang.

【You wait! 】

Jun Qing felt Xin Yi's voice full of resentment and anger in his head, and then the tomb-slayer beast let out a long roar, turning into a white light and fleeing into the distance.

"Don't try to run!!" Shi Yixuan immediately chased after him.

Junqing glanced at the comatose people in the mausoleum city around him, and thought that the tomb town beast was seriously injured this time. He had been planning for many years in the mausoleum city, but in the end he failed, and after the beliefs he had developed I'm afraid they will all be turned into ashes.

And all of this seems to be caused by Junqing himself.

Jun Qing thought for a while, and felt no guilt. After a while, Shi Yixuan came back with obvious displeasure on his face: "Tsk, that bastard is not good at fighting, but he is very good at escaping."

Shan Ziliang said: "Thanks to the help of fellow Taoist this time, if fellow Taoist comes to the Sanxiu League in the future, we will definitely regard you as our honored guest."

Shi Yixuan chatted with him: "It's fine to be a guest, I'm just showing myself off." He thought in his heart that if he really went to Sanxiu League, he wouldn't be regarded as provocative by that old thing.

Shan Ziliang continued: "Next, I will notify the members of the Sanxiu League to come here to clean up... I hope the Western Demon Lord will not come to stop us."

True Western Demon Lord raised his eyebrows: "Then who knows."

Over there, Junqing looked up at him.

Shi Yixuan met his eyes, and suddenly understood Junqing's meaning, he turned his eyes and said: "It seems that you have a lot of things to do, so let's not bother you two."

Shan Ziliang glanced at Junqing with some hesitation in his eyes, and finally let Shi Yixuan take him away.

"Well, I don't know if we can see you again after this time..." Shan Ziliang said, he triggered the jade pendant on his waist to contact the people in the Loose Cultivation League. After negotiating with the Western Demon Lord, Shan Ziliang had no choice but to use a few healing charms for the injured mortals here.

Because he was in a bad mood, he acted a little carelessly. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and Shan Ziliang's complexion changed suddenly.

He remembered! !

Where did I see that face——

That mortal named Qing Yuan, his face is exactly the same as the painting that his master hung in the study! !

He used to study there when he was young, but he seldom went there after forming alchemy, and now he subconsciously ignored it! ! !

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The last chapter felt too embarrassing to write, so the author edited it _(:з」∠)_

Take the train back to school tomorrow to pack up, so this chapter is a little less