After wearing the book, I became the vixen master of the villain boss

The cub has been feeling a little uncomfortable in the past few days, but for the sake of making his father feel better, he didn't dare to toss about, and stayed obediently under the warm belly.

But he is really uncomfortable. Dad doesn't have enough spiritual power, but he needs a lot of spiritual power...

Where did that father go?

He is still young, he only knows that he eats spiritual power when he is hungry, and occasionally interacts with his father and kicks his legs, but now he is really not good.

So when Yan Xiuyu was on his way, he suddenly felt pain in his abdomen. He endured the discomfort and found a cave to meditate. A pile of powder.

But this was not enough, Yan Xiuyu's face turned pale as she watched the little spiritual power pouring into her body continuously.

The cub in my arms is probably a little bit unwell.

Father and son are of the same heart, he can naturally feel it, but there is still Murong Mo who is alive and waiting for him to save his life.

Yan Xiuyu was conflicted in his heart, thinking about the piece of meat in his belly, he decided to slow down the speed of the journey first, and stop tossing the child in his arms.

It was also because of this pause that Murong Mo gradually caught up with him. He looked at the silk veil in his hand obsessively. It was the aura of the master on it, and it should not be far away.

Murong Mo put the thing into the storage ring.

The master was a little careless, so many things were left behind. Fortunately, he was by his side before, otherwise he would have been taken advantage of by someone with a heart.

These days, he kept looking for Master's footprints, and he hadn't closed his eyes for several nights. Now he rested for only a few hours, and then he quickly searched for people.

He felt that he should be getting closer to Master.

On the other side, Yan Xiuyu also encountered a little trouble, he frowned looking at the ferocious monster in front of him.

This monster is a Warcraft in the Nascent Soul Stage. Its body is taller than a three-story building. The huge black compound eyes are looking at him coldly. The long tail behind it is like the tail of a snake, covered with hard scales. The tentacles are like spiders, and you can even see the sharpness of the sawtooth carefully.

If this situation had been put before, Yan Xiuyu would definitely have the confidence to defeat this monster, but now, his spiritual power is running out, the best way is to escape from the monster.

But he strayed here and picked off the spirit grass guarded by this monster, how could it let him go?

Yan Xiuyu frowned, thinking only for a moment, the monster's tentacles came towards him with icy jagged teeth, Yan Xiuyu immediately took a step back.

This spirit grass grows in the swamp, and there are countless crocodiles lurking, staring at Yan Xiuyu with bloody mouths, presumably they are also the followers of that monster.

He could only take out his own saber, standing tall and floating in mid-air.

"Lingyunjue! Break!" The wisps of sword light turned into countless flying blades, and went straight towards the monster's eyes, with a cold and stern light.

Naturally, the monster was not a vegetarian either. A pair of tentacles with a strong demonic energy directly met the countless sword blades, and countless sparks exploded in the air.

Yan Xiuyu's eyes turned cold, and his white clothes fluttered, making his figure even taller and weaker. If you don't look carefully, you probably won't find that there is a monk in midair.

He stretched out his hand, and countless blue particles were sown on the ground, and countless green vines grew out of those places in an instant, looking like towering trees.

Yan Xiuyu stepped on one of the vines, looked at the monster, parted her red lips slightly, and uttered a spell in ancient Sanskrit.

Those vines that were several stories high immediately attacked the monster, entangled its tail and tentacles, bound all its hands and feet, making it unable to move.

The monster struggled hard, and reluctantly spit out some black mist from its mouth. The green vines were corroded a lot in an instant, but new branches quickly grew again.

Yan Xiuyu, who was standing on the rattan mantle, had her smooth forehead covered with sweat at this moment, and even her red lips trembling when she was reading Sanskrit, almost misread the formula.

The spiritual power in his body was exhausted, even if he swallowed the spirit-replenishing pill, it would take an hour to recover. Now it depends on whether these vines can hold back the monster.

And behind him is a cliff with no retreat...

The monster became furious, and a corrosive mucus suddenly appeared on its limbs, making it more and more difficult for the vines to wrap around its limbs.

Yan Xiuyu thought for a while, then threw out several magic weapons and attacked the monster.

The ice blades were like snowflakes, heading towards the monster without a dead angle, piercing through the scales with a sound of "呲呲呲!", leaving scars on the monster's body.

In order to protect the child in her arms from harm, Yan Xiuyu also used a lot of defensive magic weapons to block the monster's attack, between the two of them coming and going, now Yan Xiuyu occupies the top.

But when he touched the storage ring in his hand, the uneasiness in his heart began to expand. There were not many magic weapons and weapons to use, and now there were only a few spells left.

His face was a little pale.

The monster was washed away by the black rainstorm that fell from the sky, which was also one of Yan Xiuyu's magic weapons, it turned to the sky unwillingly and yelled, "Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

There was a piercing sound that shook the entire ground, and the seeds of those vines were overturned if they were not buried too deep. The vines quickly lost their vitality and became the original seeds.

In this way, the monster gradually got rid of its shackles. Yan Xiuyu could only concentrate and increase the output of spiritual power again. He wanted to trap the monster, but his spiritual power had already been exhausted.

Getting close to the limit!

Murong Mo's divine sense sensed the cry of the monster, and hurried towards the source of the sound, like a black shadow, faster than usual, those who didn't know it thought it was just a gust of wind passing by.

Could it be Master?

His heart was filled with uneasiness.

Master, don't be in trouble.

Fear flooded his mind, and his movements became faster and faster, and finally when Yan Xiuyu's spiritual power was exhausted, he saw a scene where his eyes were tearing apart. The monster stabbed its tentacles towards Yan Xiuyu's body!

"Master!" Murong Mo didn't have time to attack, and immediately flew forward, blocking Yan Xiuyu's body.

"Murong Mo!" Yan Xiuyu's eyes widened. When his spiritual power was exhausted just now, he knew that today would be a disaster. He subconsciously protected his stomach, but watched Murong Mo stand in front of him. .

The monster's sharp blade pierced through his shoulder, and with a huge momentum, Murong Mo fell down the cliff with him in his arms!

And that's not all the worst!

Yan Xiuyu really wanted to rant, why did he escape the part where Murong Mo was picking the East Spirit Fruit in the original plot, and the damned crack in the secret realm still appeared underneath them!

Without further ado, Yan Xiuyu held Murong Mo's hand tightly, and used all the defensive magic weapons in the storage ring to cover the two of them.

As a result, the moment Murong Mo saw the crack, he hugged Yan Xiuyu tightly in his arms.

As if afraid that he would get hurt, he put all the defensive magic weapons in his hands on him.

Big villain!Can you please take care of yourself!

Yan Xiuyu was moved but collapsed, so she could only wrap her arms around Murong Mo's waist, silently praying in her heart that nothing would happen.

There are countless lightning and thunder in the crack, which is tantamount to catastrophe. Even if they have so many magic weapons on their bodies, they still lost half of their lives in it.

When Yan Xiuyu woke up, he coughed a few times, but when he opened his eyes, he found it was pitch black with no light. Where are they wandering?

Where's Murong Mo?Yan Xiuyu stretched out her hand and touched her side subconsciously, but luckily one hand hugged her waist tightly.

He slowly touched Murong Mo's face, the deep facial features, and the stinging stubble on his chin.

And some stickers on the face?

He frowned slightly. Now his cultivation seemed to be locked, and there was no sign of spiritual fluctuations. If it wasn't for the child in his arms kicking his stomach restlessly, he almost thought he had become a mortal.

It's the smell of herbs, someone saved them?

Yan Xiuyu smelled the faint smell of medicine in the air, and thought that the "sticker" on Murong Mo's face should also be a medicine sticker.

He thought about it, put down his hands, and felt a little puzzled.

Strange, is it night now?Why didn't he even see the moonlight? Was the family of the benefactor who saved them poor?Can't even afford candles?

Yan Xiuyu was tightly hugged by Murong Mo's waist, unable to straighten up, after a lot of tossing, he was also a little tired, so he simply lay down beside Murong Mo.

Is this apprentice afraid that he will run away?He couldn't break the hand just now.

He was a little moved, and couldn't help kissing his apprentice's chin, but was stabbed in the mouth by the stubble, and the moving atmosphere disappeared instantly.

Yan Xiuyu lay beside him in the dark, touched the quilt, and covered herself and her apprentice again.

When Murong Mo also wakes up, tomorrow he has to thank others for saving their lives.

At this point they do not know that they have been sold.

Li Erniu is the son of the village head of Hutou Village, and he has been worrying a lot lately. Normally, the weather is good, the crops are plentiful, and the Holy One loves the people like a son, so it stands to reason that there is nothing to worry about.

But who doesn't know that His Majesty today likes men, and specially collects handsome young men in every county every three years. The post has been suspended for a long time, but there is no woman or man who can get on it.

It stands to reason that this is a good thing. After all, if she is selected to be the empress in the palace, her ancestors have accumulated virtues, and their country has a birth elixir, which can also give birth to children.

But the king likes to kill one and kill the other, and everything else is good, but in this point it can be said to be extremely cruel. Almost every time the youngsters selected, none of them survived.

Endless pampering in the early stage, killing in the later stage, who would dare to go after these few years?Do you think you have lived too long? !

But the imperial decree stipulates that each county must produce two young talents, otherwise the corvee tax will be doubled!This has touched the interests of many people, and it is almost coercive. Every year, two beautiful young talents are pulled out to die.

In Hutou Village, it was their turn to go out of the county this year, but when they heard about it in their village, the youth in his prime immediately shaved his face and refused to go up to pay tribute even if he died!

Li Erniu is worried about that!If they fail to do this well, their entire village will be beheaded!