The time-traveling husband is also comprehensible

Ding Baocheng felt a little distressed, and while running away, he used the silver thread on his finger to kill the larvae continuously produced by the female Gu worms on the Gu Yao's head.

Those bugs were densely packed, and the Gu demon kept firing bugs at Ding Baocheng like a machine gun. Fortunately, Ding Baocheng didn't have intensive phobia.

Wang Xiuming frowned and pulled out his sword: "I'll help him."

Kong Mingfan said: "Be careful in everything."

Wang Xiuming nodded, and was about to step forward, but the Gu Yao sensed Wang Xiuming's intentions, raised his hand and hit a beam of light on the previously unattractive wooden house.

The cabin exploded.

The things hidden inside saw the light of day, but countless poisons locked in the cage were seen rushing out.

Wang Xiuming withdrew his body, suspended his saber in mid-air, and waved his whisk to create a barrier to surround everyone.

Those hideous spiders, centipedes, and scorpions rushed in like spring water, covering the entire transparent barrier, making it impenetrable.

Su Qian took out a fire pocket from her sleeve, lit it up, and saw the poisonous insect above her head, struggling to bite the barrier.

Sweat rolled down Wang Xiuming's head, and he tried his best to maintain the enchantment. He has only cultivated for 300 years, and the enchantment has the best physical and spiritual strength. He tried his best to grit his teeth and said, "Put out the fire...."

Su Qian hurriedly extinguished the fire when he heard the words, and Wang Xiuming felt that the speed at which the bugs gnawed at the enchantment slowed down, so he let out a slight breath.

With a handkerchief in both hands, he wiped the sweat off his brow, Wang Xiuming thought it was Su Qian: "Thank you."

Lin Jin said, "Are you tired?"

Wang Xiuming was stunned for a moment, if Su Qian was still holding the firelight, he would see his face turn red unsatisfactorily.

Su Qian hesitated and said, "I seem to have seen... Ming Ban disappeared?"

Hu Shiliu's voice was extremely deep in the darkness, but he said leisurely: "Don't worry about him, he is supernatural, what could happen? You should worry about yourself."

Wang Xiuming frowned: "Junior brother has lost his cultivation, I'm afraid..."

Hu Shiliu couldn't help but sneered: "Okay, let me tell you how long it is, and form your enchantment well. I assure you that he will be fine. You guys stay here and I will go out and have a look."

After he finished speaking, he changed into a beam of light, broke through the barrier and passed out.

...

But Ding Baocheng saw that he couldn't trap the voodoo with silver thread, and the voodoo was distracted and blew up the wooden house and released countless poisonous insects to attack Wang Xiuming and the others.

His heart tightened, and when he was distracted, he was hit by a golden light on the shoulder by the Gu Yao.

Ding Baocheng hurriedly dodged other attack waves and dodged to the side, kneeling on the ground with one leg.

Gu Yao took advantage of the victory to pursue, directly changing from a long-distance battle to an attack.

Ding Baocheng was caught off guard by countless Gu worms, and the black worms rushed towards him.

Ding Baocheng looked up and saw Wang Xiuming set up an enchantment technique, knowing that they were all right, he decided to put all his eggs in one basket.

He closed his eyes and recited the Burning Fire Curse silently amidst the attacks of Gu insects. This spell is a high-level spell that burns a monk's spiritual power.

Because for high-level monks, their spiritual power is almost useless, which is not bad, but for Ding Baocheng, who has greatly improved his cultivation base, he has rich practical experience.

So while he is currently using mana to enhance his cultivation base, he has also increased his attack speed and spell strength, which is indeed comparable to or even far surpassing that of a high-level Golden Core stage monk.

But when his spiritual power is used to drive this high-level technique, it seems that he can't keep up.

In the case of depleting the spirit core, he thought that he could still last a few moves, as long as he killed the Gu monster within 5 moves, and then he could recover after taking good care of the spirit core.

As for if you can't kill within 5 moves...

"The Gu monster must - die." Ding Baocheng's eyes flickered, he took a deep breath, and resolutely summoned the divine martial arts he had only refined in the Golden Core Stage - Bi Luoqin.

Biluoqin and Huangquanjian are usually used in combination, their power can move heaven and earth, and they are invincible, but since Ding Baocheng's cultivation base has not yet reached Jindan, there is no way to use them at the same time, so he can barely use one.

The reason why he chose Bi Luoqin was because he was good at temperament. If he used the Huangquan sword, he couldn't use the sound of Biluoqin to control the sword body at the same time, so he could only hold the Huangquan sword.

Compared to close combat, Ding Baocheng prefers to attack spell damage from a distance.

Especially in the face of such a disgusting Gu worm... the worm juice that slashed and slashed in melee...

Thinking about it makes me feel deeply touched.

Ding Baocheng frowned with a cold face and began to activate the zither sound with spells attached. The continuous sound of the zither flowed from his fingertips, and the besieging Gu worms were split in half in an instant.

Seeing this, Gu Yao hurriedly avoided the Qin blade and flew up. Ding Baocheng naturally wouldn't allow him to take a breath, and Qin Yin chased after him.

Because of the addition of this peerless martial arts, the war turned around.

Biluo and Huangquan are the two supreme martial arts that Ding Baocheng only possessed after the Jindan period.

At that time, he traveled all over the spiritual mines in Kyushu to collect forging stones, and then used the eighth-level forging technique to temper them, and then refined them with real fire for seven to seven 49 days, and finally made these two peerless martial arts come out.

Although it has not been used for a long time now, and it has been silent for a long time, Ding Baocheng is still handy in using it, except that his spiritual power is still slightly low, which is not worthy of this good piano...

"I'm sorry." Ding Baocheng's piano sound slowed down, and his fingers were gently rubbed on the body of the piano. The piano seemed to sense the master's apology for it, and returned with an increasingly intense blue aura.

With three moves, the Gu Yao was still unharmed, Ding Baocheng couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, his fingers slowly exerted strength, and the sound of the piano clanged with a hint of determination that was ready to go.

He stared like a knife at the Gu Yao who was also panting opposite him. The Gu Yao seemed very tired and his eyes were a little dull.

The Gu worm on the Gu Yao's forehead sprayed out green juice, and seemed to feel that something was wrong. The female Gu worm whose life was threatened showed two sharp fangs, and suddenly lowered her head and bit the Gu Yao's forehead forcefully.

Gu Yao seemed to have lost his ability to control himself, he suddenly lowered his head and then raised it again, only to see two beams of green light emitting from his empty eyes, which looked disgusting and terrifying.

Ding Baocheng frowned: "Nurture Gu with your body..."

It turned out that the Gu Yao was already just an empty shell, and the Gu insects were entrenched in the empty shell, so the one who really controlled this body was actually the insect on his head from the beginning to the end!

Ding Baocheng didn't hesitate anymore, he charged up and hit double-clicks in succession!

Countless zither blades shot straight at Gu Yao like the golden light of dawn.

But what I never expected was that the Gu Yao stood motionless on the spot, and the female worm on its head let out a sharp cry, as if cheering for the imminent victory.

Ding Baocheng suddenly thought of something, but it was too late.

The golden light emitted from his hand pierced through the Gu Yao's body one by one, piercing the Gu Yao into a hundred and eighty petals.

The minced meat flew all over the place.

Ding Baocheng was stunned, only to hear a sharp cry louder than Xia Ri's cicadas resounding through the sky, and every piece of broken corpse turned into a Gu insect, pressing towards him like a black cloud.

Ding Baocheng clenched the strings of the piano with his fingers and tried to calm himself down. He has experienced countless storms, and he does not lack this kind of practical experience of narrow escapes. He has never been afraid of death, but this time... Kong Mingfan appeared in front of his eyes s face.

——If I die, he will be very sad, right?

Ding Baocheng's fingertips were cut by the strings and blood flowed out, but he felt no pain at all.

All the past flashed before his eyes, and he suddenly felt that even when Kong Mingfan was indifferent to him on weekdays, he was full of affection.

——He told me to believe him, but every time I didn't believe him, I never considered whether his hot and cold was due to scruples.

——Why didn't I figure it out at the time, maybe he had some difficulties...

Ding Baocheng suddenly realized at this moment, he really wanted to see Kong Mingfan again, told him that he believed in him, told him:

——No matter how you treat me, as long as I like you, that's enough.I like you, nothing to do with you.I haven't told him clearly once... how much I like him.

now……

Ding Baocheng felt that he might never have the chance to speak out again.

The sky filled with Gu worms had already arrived in front of him, and Ding Baocheng felt that even he who was about to cross the catastrophe back then... had no way to recover.

At the moment when Gu worm's sharp teeth were about to touch his skin, Ding Baocheng closed his eyes and whispered: "Kong Mingfan..."

--sorry.

boom--

The earth-shattering sound came, Ding Baocheng didn't feel the pain, on the contrary, the darkness in front of him receded, and the light fell on his face again.

"I said, I will protect you." There was a hint of arrogance in the deep voice, and it suddenly appeared in Ding Baocheng's ear, which was shaken by the big bang.

It is so clear and warm.

Ding Baocheng opened his eyes and saw Fan Xinying knelt in front of him on one knee, holding his piano face with his fingers. His face covered under the bamboo hat was close at hand, and there was only a veil between them, through which the setting sun was shining. The outline of Fan Xinying is sharp and beautiful.

"You..." Ding Baocheng came back to his senses, he turned his head and looked at the soot flying around, all of which were evidences that the Gu insects had been burned cleanly: "Did you kill the Gu demon?"

Fan Zhanying chuckled, and raised two slender fingers to pinch the tip of his nose: "Idiot, I thought you were so powerful, ah, that's all. In the end, don't you want me to protect you? "

Ding Baocheng turned his head to avoid his hand in embarrassment: "Thank you, but I didn't ask you to protect me."

Fan Xinying seemed to be stunned, Ding Baocheng glanced at him and got up and raised his hand to take Bi Luoqin back to the space, then turned to see Wang Xiuming and the others breaking the barrier and rushing this way.

Fan Xinying said in a low voice: "Little scoundrel without a conscience."

Ding Baocheng blushed.

Wang Xiuming stepped forward, looked at him nervously and said, "Mr. Ding, are you alright?"

Ding Baocheng took a step back, feeling a little nervous about being so close to Fan Xinying.

He covered his bloody shoulder, which had been injured once before, and this time, he paused and said, "It's nothing serious, please take care of me."

"It's unfair for you to say that," Wang Xiuming frowned, and he glanced at the mysterious black-clothed man wearing a bamboo hat standing beside him: "I can't help either...By the way, who is this?"

Ding Baocheng introduced before Fan Zhanying said nonsense: "He is Fan Zhanying." He glanced at Fan Zhanying again and warned through voice transmission: [Don't talk nonsense. ]

"Understood." Fan Xinying spoke with a hint of a smile.

"Huh?" Wang Xiuming and others looked at Fan Yingying suspiciously, as if they didn't understand what he knew: "Brother Fan, what advice do you have?"

"I have no advice, it's just that it's getting late, I should go." After finishing speaking, Fan Xinying turned her head and nodded slightly at Ding Baocheng, then turned and walked down the mountain.

His figure disappeared into the afterglow of the setting sun and was dyed a layer of gold.

【Finish】

Author gossip: ah!The little uncle is so handsome, he crows.Tomorrow is Friday, and there will be more the day after tomorrow, baby, hold on!