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

In the black prison, the ground is wet and has a strange smell.

Jun Qing seemed unable to smell the disgusting smell, and walked slowly forward, making a slight sound of water as the soles of his shoes touched the water.

In the end, he stopped in front of a prison cell. There were no guards in the black prison. Perhaps they were too confident that no one could break in due to the restrictions of the suzerain, and the miasma in the black prison was really uncomfortable.

Looking up, the too dim light did not hinder his vision. Junqing saw Meng Hansheng sitting on the dirty floor, his clean green shirt was stained, his head was hanging down, one hand was chained up. Hanging high, the scattered hair hangs over his back and falls on his forehead, covering his expression.

Junqing deliberately made a sound, but Meng Hansheng didn't move, as if he had passed out completely.

Jing Ling was silent for a moment, and said, "You... want to save him?"

Junqing responded, ignoring the weirdness in Jingling's tone, a dark fluctuation appeared around his body, and then he seemed to be no longer in this time and space for a moment, and the phantom left in place just passed through the front of him railing.

After walking into the cage, Jun Qing's illusory body regained its solidity, and Jing Ling's voice was beyond shock: "You, what were you just now?!"

Junqing thought for a while and said, "A little trick."

If you want to explain it in detail, I'm afraid that Jingling will scream strangely.

Jun Qing approached Meng Hansheng, the wet and dirty condition of the ground made him show a slight distasteful expression, and after pinching and instructing a clean spell, Jun Qing stretched out his hand towards Meng Hansheng.

When Meng Hansheng was still a little away from that hand, he was suddenly grabbed by the other party.

Meng Hansheng's hands were cold, but he was very strong. There was still blood between his fingers, and there were small wounds on his hands.

Jun Qing didn't break free, he felt Meng Hansheng's fingers trembling slightly.

Soon, it was Meng Hansheng himself who was exhausted first, and his hand fell down feebly again.

From the beginning to the end, his head never looked up.

Jun Qing frowned slightly, pressed his backhand on Meng Hansheng's wrist and sent a trace of spiritual breath into his body to investigate the situation. Junqing couldn't help but feel a sinking heart after such an investigation—Meng Hansheng's situation can be said to be extremely bad. His own spiritual power, now that spiritual power is rampaging in his body, his internal organs are probably in a mess now.

It was not difficult for Jun Qing to take out that spiritual power, but even if he came, there was no guarantee that it would not cause further harm to Meng Hansheng.

Meng Hansheng is in a critical situation now, he hastily took it out for fear that this person will die suddenly on the spot.

Withdrawing his hand, Junqing Xindao would probably only use this method, the suzerain of Tianhaizong. He suspected that Meng Hansheng and others would work together to steal Jingling away, and he didn't want to kill Meng Hansheng rashly, so that if Meng Hansheng's accomplices came to rescue him It is also impossible to solve the crux of Meng Hansheng's body, unless it is through his own hands.

Thinking of this, Jun Qing snorted softly.

It was the first time Jing Ling heard Jun Qing make such an emotional voice, and couldn't help but give him a strange look, but didn't expect a long sword to appear in Jun Qing's hand next.

"Hey! What are you going to do?!" Then Jingling was terrified to see Junqing gesticulating against the railing with a long sword, as if he wanted to compare with the railing.

Amid Jing Ling's terrified voice, Jun Qing slashed the sword in his hand on the cage made of black iron, and a loud sound spread in the depths of the black prison.

One blow was not enough, Jun Qing struck several times in a row, and then stopped.

The palm holding the sword was a little numb, Jun Qing casually threw the sword down, and then threw two talisman papers into the air.

Although Jingling didn't understand the talisman array, she could already faintly feel the dangerous aura coming from it.

Then he saw Jun Qing's lips move slightly, and then the talisman array exploded suddenly, and the black iron that was cut by the sharp weapon of the magic weapon was actually blown into two pieces! !

"You...you..." Jing Ling couldn't speak, if he had a body, the corners of his mouth would be twitching right now.

The output of black iron is extremely low, and it takes a huge amount of manpower and material resources to extract each piece, and it is extremely difficult to forge. Such a large iron prison made of black iron can be said to be as precious as he is. above.

And now that Junqing has blown up his black iron cage without saying a word, Jingling feels that the old immortal lord of Tianhaizong is going to go berserk.

As expected, after Junqing blew up the black iron railing, an angry voice resounded throughout Tianhaizong, causing all the disciples to look up at the sky in fear——

"Dare you dare!!!!"

There was no fluctuation in Junqing's heart, and even an extra place was blown up.

The mighty coercion belonging to the stage of transforming gods came, and Jing Ling felt a chill in her heart, and a creepy feeling came to her heart.

Just when he thought it was over, an equally powerful coercion surged up, instantly counteracting that power without a trace.

Jing Ling looked at the source of the coercion in shock, even shocked, and said in a trembling voice, "You, your cultivation..."

Junqing didn't answer him, but said softly, "Here we are."

Jing Ling cheered up and looked over, and found a dignified middle-aged man standing outside.

This is - the suzerain of Tianhaizong!

Jing Ling gritted her teeth: "...Yi Yuxing!!!"

Yi Yuxing stood there, and when Jingling opened his mouth, his cold and stern eyes swept across: "I think your cultivation is extraordinary, so why do such sneaky things for Jingling?"

He originally planned to kill the person who dared to destroy the black prison on the spot, but the cultivation level exuded by the other party made him dare not act rashly.

Although Yi Yuxing's cultivation base is a rare power in the world, he has been stuck in the realm of transforming gods so far. Seeing that his lifespan has been exhausted, the bottleneck is still like a mountain pressing on his head, so he has to retreat constantly to find The method of breakthrough.

In the past few years, the hostility and confidence of his youth have been wiped out a lot, and now another supernatural power suddenly appeared, which made him wonder over and over again in his mind whether it might be some demon who sneaked in come over.

But a Demon Lord can't do this kind of thing for a Jingling!

Jun Qing's face was covered under a black and wide cloak, and he let out a chuckle when he heard this.

Jingling faintly felt that a little change had taken place in Junqing.

According to his boring observations of Junqing for so many days, Junqing can't stand if he can sit, won't stand up if he can't make a move, won't make a move if he can watch from the sidelines, and won't laugh if he can be expressionless. ...With his current appearance, he actually took the initiative to provoke and even sneered? !

It's almost like a different person!

Then Jingling heard Junqing speak slowly, but the tone implied danger: "Yi Yuxing, it's only been a thousand years, you are much braver."

Jingling:? ? ?Who are you?

Yi Yuxing:! ! ! !

I saw his complexion was quick, as if he had swallowed ten catties of Coptis chinensis, and his forehead even began to sweat continuously, as if what was standing in front of him was some kind of scourge—no, even a scourge wouldn't make him so frightened.

"You, you are..." Yi Yuxing's voice was trembling, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Junqing said slowly: "'I' what?"

Yi Yuxing lowered his head, one of his knees was bent, and he half-kneeled on the ground like that: "...Subordinate, refer to Your Majesty..."

If Jingling had a physical body, then his mouth must have been opened enough to stuff a handful of Lingshi at this moment.

As his words fell, Jun Qing slowly lowered his cloak, revealing a head of hair that was silverier than moonlight.

Although Yi Yuxing knelt down, his eyes were still peeking at Junqing. After seeing that heavenly appearance, his last bit of luck was broken, and his whole body was as weak as a defeated rooster.

Jun Qing glanced down at the embarrassed man, and said lightly: "Put away your spiritual power, I want to take this man away."

Yi Yuxing swallowed his saliva: "Dare to ask Your Majesty, what is your relationship with this person...?"

Jun Qing glanced at him lightly, but did not answer.

Yi Yuxing was agitated again, this time he didn't dare to say a word, and quickly withdrew the spiritual power that was put in Meng Hansheng's body to torture him.

After the spiritual power was drawn away, Meng Hansheng's originally frowning brows loosened, and his complexion improved a bit. After confirming that he hadn't made any small moves, Jun Qing prepared to take Meng Hansheng away.

Before leaving, he suddenly thought of something, stopped in his footsteps, and Yi Yuxing was startled when he saw his movements.

Jun Qing turned to glance at him, and said, "That's right...you can do it yourself."

Just seven words, but it made the other party feel like being struck by lightning.

Before waiting for an answer, Jun Qing took Meng Hansheng and disappeared directly. When the surrounding environment stabilized, it turned out that they were already thousands of miles away.

Junqing let go, Meng Hansheng's body fell to the ground, he was still not awake.

It took Jing Ling a long time to dare to speak: "You just, did you get taken away by someone?"

Junqing slightly raised his eyebrows: "Duoshe? No, I just imitated my brother's demeanor to scare him off."

Jing Ling breathed a sigh of relief: "So it's a fox pretending to be a tiger." If Junqing has always been like that, he will not only be very awkward but also feel very uncomfortable.

Then I thought: "No, what did your brother do to scare him like this?"

Jun Qing shook his head: "I don't know, brother is a very gentle person."

If his words are heard by those subordinates who have been oppressed by Jun Jin all the year round, they will definitely not be able to help but pooh his face.

Jing Ling didn't know whether he believed Junqing's words, so he turned his attention back to Meng Hansheng: "So...you don't plan to return to Tianhaizong anymore?"

Junqing responded lightly.

Anyway, he and the inner demon have already torn their faces, and now it's up to whoever can't hold back and attack first.

There is no need to stay in Tianhaizong, and there is no point in going back to the Great Banquet Kingdom.

He rescued Meng Hansheng on a temporary basis. Meng Hansheng is exquisite and knowledgeable about current affairs, and he still has a handle in his hand, which is a very useful pawn.

Thinking of this, Jun Qing glanced at the jade pendant with Jing Ling on his waist, and thought: It's really good fortune.