Do the best of Qingge

"Linge! Go west along the zigzag road, and I will cover up the breath and traces left along the way for you!"

After feeling and running for more than an hour, the ghost face's words suddenly sounded urgently in his heart.

Hearing this, Chu Linge immediately followed suit, carrying the unconscious He Xiangjun and headed westward, nimbly darting through the tree trunks.

Her spiritual power has only recovered a little, and she still can't fly in the air by herself, and now she is able to leap with the help of a branch with a person, which is the best she can do.

Chu Linge's previous guess was correct. After the three demon emperors fled for a certain distance, they found that there was no one chasing after them, so they naturally regained their thoughts.

They paid the price of sacrificing their origin, and they obviously don't want to just go back empty-handed like this.

"You recover here for a while, and I will go back to check. If that stinky bitch is bluffing, her flesh and blood are our best healing medicine!"

The crooked demon emperor spoke harshly, but acted extremely cautiously. He went back to the place of the previous battle and found that the two had long since disappeared.

At this time, the rickety demon emperor was still unable to determine the extent of He Xiangjun's injury until he saw the footprints left by Chu Linge in his haste.

The place here used to be a large stretch of rolling hills, but after the previous battle, it turned into scorched earth and yellow sand in a radius of more than ten miles.

The potholes several feet wide are scattered like a star, which shows the fierceness of the previous battle.

The deduction of the rickety demon emperor is very simple. If the opponent is not seriously injured and unable to move, there is no way that there are footprints on the ground.

This is the question that Chu Linge ignored just now. Who knew that those three ghosts who were desperately fleeing dared to turn around so quickly to check.

However, then again, with Chu Linge and Ghost Mian's current weak state, they could only erase part of the breath and traces.

If you want to erase them all, at least you have to rest for a while.

During the rush, He Xiangjun's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he finally woke up from the coma.

When he opened his eyes, what he saw were the shadows of trees flying backwards.

The sound of the wind was mixed with slight panting, piercing into the ears, with the clothes on the cheeks, and a slightly familiar sweet breath lingering in the nose.

Only then did He Xiangjun realize that he was being hugged and moved quickly.

This realization made her turn pale with fright, she hurriedly mobilized her spiritual power, but before she could mobilize it successfully, she already opened her mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Chu Linge lowered his head, looked at the dark red blood that the other party spat on his skirt, and said quickly: "Yanmo is about to catch up, how long will it take you to recover?"

"Let me down! Otherwise, I will kill you before Yan Mo chases me!"

Hearing He Xiangjun's angry scolding, Chu Linge was also very angry, and snorted, "You think I'm willing to take you on a run? It's heavy and heavy, and it really slows down my progress."

Hearing these words, He Xiangjun felt the qi and blood surging in his chest again, within a few breaths, his pretty face was flushed red with anger.

"Good! Very good! Chu Linge, after I recover... ah!"

Just in the middle of the harsh words, He Xiangjun's delicate body was suddenly thrown up, making her involuntarily exclaim.

Naturally, Chu Linge would not really throw her out, but changed her posture, carried her on her shoulders, jumped down from the tree, landed firmly, and ran forward at an accelerated speed.

Since the other party still has the strength to curse, it means that the injury is not too serious. If you don't take the opportunity to rectify it now, you will have no chance in the future.

Within a few flashes, they had successfully jumped out of a dense forest, and what was presented in front of them was another piece of green grass connected to the mountains in the distance.

"Ah, I'm sorry to scare you. You also know that my spiritual power has not recovered too much. Although this is a bit uncomfortable, our speed can be improved. You have to understand."

The insincere explanation fell into the ears of He Xiangjun who was resting on her shoulder, causing her entire snow-white neck skin to quickly turn crimson.

It's purely out of breath!

This time, He Xiangjun didn't reprimand him any more, but held back his energy and thought in his heart, all kinds of ways to torture people.

She wants to use it all on Chu Linge!

Seeing that the other party was no longer fussing, the corners of Chu Linge's lips curled up in victory. After being bullied by her for so long, today, she finally got some revenge.

He Xiangjun glanced at the faint smile at the corner of the other's mouth from the corner of his eyes, raised his palm slightly, touched his head, and then twisted it towards the exquisitely carved ears.

"what!"

Chu Linge cried out in pain, staggered and almost fell.

Before he could get angry, He Xiangjun's lazy explanation came from next to his ear: "I'm sorry, I hurt you, and you also know that my injury is serious. When I get nervous, I don't know where to put my hands."

Chu Linge: "...." What a ruthless woman.

Not long after running out, there was the sound of breaking wind behind him, and Chu Linge's heart suddenly jumped. When he looked back, he found that the person who came was not Yan Mo.

The other party looked like a mercenary team, with a total of more than ten people. Except for the two people who were at the head of the robbery, their cultivation had reached the level of Faxiang, and the rest were all Shenxuan.

The mercenaries also saw Chu Linge and the two of them, and looked at them repeatedly curiously. Those who need to run with their legs must be under the realm of law.

So here comes the question, what are those two beautiful girls who look like they are playing and playing here?

If Chu Linge could hear their heartfelt voices, he would be blown up in an instant, the ghost is playing with He Xiangjun!

But in time, a burly man with the appearance of a captain left the team, and within a few flybys, he had already approached Chu Linge.

The big man first looked at Chu Linge, who was sweating profusely from running, and then looked up at He Xiangjun, who was carried on his shoulders, scratched his head, and asked aloud, "Girl, who are you?"

Chu Linge didn't stop, and the big man could only run after her, feeling that the two girls looked pitiful, and if they encountered any troubles, they could help them.

"You don't know what we are here for? Then let me ask you, why did you bring the team here?" Chu Linge asked back with surprise.

He Xiangjun sneered in his heart: "Cunning!"

After hearing what Chu Linge said, the big man was taken aback for a moment, and then said uncertainly: "Could it be that you are also here for the cave of life and death?"

Chu Linge gave him a silent look, and said in a low voice, "Why not?"

He Xiangjun: "Hehe~"

I despise it in my heart, but He Xiangjun didn't make trouble, they are avoiding the tracking of the Demon Emperor now, and that place of life and death is the perfect place for the two of them.

In places where a large number of human fighters gather, generally speaking, Yan Mo dare not show his face easily.

"I heard that there are many dangers in the cave, are you going in like this?"

Hearing the worry revealed in the big man's words, Chu Linge sighed softly, and replied: "It's okay to take chances, it doesn't matter if you don't get something, it's good to gain insight."

The big man Zheng nodded and agreed: "Yes, yes! We think so too. I heard that many Nirvana realm powerhouses entered yesterday. We have to hurry up. If we go later, we may not be able to enter. La!"

Chu Linge: "Exactly! Brothers, you go first, my sister is not feeling well, I will take her and follow slowly."

The two said goodbye to each other, and the big man rushed back to the team, and with a team of soldiers, he accelerated forward. After a while, he left Chu Linge and the two far behind.

Seeing this, Chu Linge hurriedly hung far behind them and followed them.

"Are you always fooling people like this?" He Xiangjun asked lightly.

"Of course not. I am adapting to the situation. In the situation just now, I can't tell people that we are being hunted down by three demon emperors, can I?" Chu Linge replied while running with the people on his shoulders.

"Hmph, it's you, not me, that the Demon Emperor wants to hunt down and kill."

"That was before, now you try again? See if they will chew your bones directly?"

"Do you think their injuries are light? So what if they catch up, next time we meet again, I will take the other and put my head on!"

"That's really powerful. Has your spiritual power recovered? Is your chest no longer hurting? Do you want to let you down and walk by yourself?"

"Is your skin itchy again?"

During the conversation, the two had already walked across the grassland and followed the mercenary team into the mountains.

At night, the two of them came to a valley full of people. Even if they were far away, they could still hear the continuous sound of shouting, cursing, and the clash of swords.

Chu Linge had already put He Xiangjun down, and the two of them each took some elixir. Although they were still wounded, they also recovered a little spiritual power.

Without the cover of the mask and the mysterious aura, He Xiangjun at this moment looks very harmless to humans and animals, as leisurely as a rich lady who is strolling around her backyard.

If it hadn't been for not being separated from her all this time, it would be very difficult for Chu Linge to connect that mysterious and rude masked man with this exquisite and quiet girl beside her.

"How did you cultivate? Or, the current appearance is the result of your destruction of the cultivation technique?"

Upon hearing Chu Linge's words, He Xiangjun became unhappy, turned his head to stare at the other party, and snorted coldly: "It's because you cultivated yourself too poorly, wasting that spiritual root for nothing."

Chu Linge didn't find it strange that the other party knew about his spiritual roots.

That day in Qingyang City, the Demon Emperor who was hidden above the clouds was aware of this, and He Xiangjun, whose cultivation base was one level higher than Yan Demon, could naturally sense it too.

"Actually, I'm quite puzzled. You said you came here to kill me, so why did you save me again? Do you have to kill me? Can this matter be discussed?" Chu Linge felt that the two of them were considered partners now. The relationship between adversity and adversity, he simply expressed his doubts.

He Xiangjun raised his slender willow eyebrows, smiled lightly and said, "It's nothing to discuss, my friend, don't make me angry all the time, I will let you die without pain."

Looking at the two small canine teeth that the other party smiled, Chu Linge let out a long sigh: "Then should I still thank you?"

He Xiangjun nodded: "You're welcome."

Chu Linge: "..."

The two walked to the end of the valley, and a huge crowd gathered on one side of the lake, lined up to board the boat noisily.

The mercenary team that Chu Linge and the two met before stood in front of the tent not far from the lake, arguing loudly with others.

"Follow."

He Xiangjun threw down such a sentence lightly, and immediately raised his feet and walked towards the place where the mercenaries were.

Chu Linge rolled his eyes at the back of her head before following her forward.