What should I do if the salted fish cannon fodder mistakenly raised the villain as a cub?

Song Xianzhi was immersed in his sleep, but he felt that he was getting hotter and hotter as he slept, and he couldn't breathe. It was like a huge and hot stone was placed on his chest, which made him unable to move.

Suddenly, the boulder on his body was lifted up, the heat faded, and fresh air instantly poured into the lung cavity.

Song Xianzhi unconsciously exhaled a few breaths, but the loud noise woke him up.

He squinted his eyes, raised a thin white arm to block it, and sat up from the messy floor after he got used to it completely.

It is a green cover that covers the sky and the sun, deep and vast.

The warm sunlight sprinkled down from the gaps in the branches and leaves, covering the ground like broken gold.

Song Xianzhi took a deep breath of fresh air, and then stretched comfortably.

Turning his head, he bumped into dozens of pairs of eyes full of desire for knowledge.

"what!"

See the hell!

Song Lianzhi supported his arms, kicked his legs and feet on the ground, and quickly retreated a few meters away until he saw the familiar figure beside him clearly.

"Master?" Song Xianzhi was startled for a moment, and after he calmed down, he knew that he had lost his dignity by the crowd, so he stood up quickly.

There were still a few broken leaves hanging on his body, and he looked quite embarrassed.

With a dark face, Yun Ling threw away Shen Duo who was in her hand, and then came to Song Lianzhi in a flash.

In less than a second, his face changed from cruel and ruthless to a tearful look like that of an old lady, his frown was exaggerated, he held up both of Song's hands, and mournfully said: "My poor apprentice Son! You have suffered!"

Everyone in the audience watched Yun Xuezun, who had always been calm and reserved, turn into a disciple in seconds, and everyone was so frightened that they couldn't close their jaws.

Song Lianzhi: ... ([-] passing crows are omitted here)

Facing Yun Ling's closeness, the counterfeit was extremely uncomfortable, he could only move the corners of his lips, and said with a dry smile: "Please trouble me, Master, I... I'm fine..."

Yunling's mouth was pursed, her two puffed cheeks looked like buns, they looked white and soft.

He stretched out his hand and pulled off the messy leaves on his head for Song Lianzhi, then he patted his head and said with a smile:

"It's good that the apprentice is fine, as for that pervert... I'll teach, discipline, and teach him when I get back!"

Song Xianzhi had never seen Yun Ling laugh like this before, and that appearance really brought out the superficial smile to the extreme.Moreover, he seemed to hear a bit of gnashing of teeth in his tone?

Song Xianzhi scratched his face, and said inexplicably in a panic: "Actually, Junior Brother Shen didn't do anything. He just made a breakthrough, so I need to trouble Master to help him consolidate..."

He thought that what he said was impeccable and smooth.However, after hearing this, Yunling's cheeks became even more bulging, and no matter how fair her complexion was, she couldn't stop the darkness from inside: "You still speak for him..."

Song Xianzhi was terrified, and immediately stood up straight, almost saluting him to show his respect: "No, no!"

Yun Ling controlled her emotions for a while, then looked at Shen Duo, who was thrown away by him in the distance, and was standing up with his waist, and snorted: "He doesn't need me."

Song Xianzhi was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what he meant.

Shen Duo has the power of his own blood to suppress it. After last night, he should have fully recovered and does not need any reinforcement.

"So that's how it is..." Song Xianzhi said.

"Xianjun, since the man has been found, let's go back quickly, the town cannot leave him." Someone suggested.

Song Xianzhi followed the voice and found that those who came with Yun Ling were all cultivators with high levels of cultivation in the sect.

It was just to save him, but a dozen or so people came to mobilize the crowd...

People came to rescue him, but he slept here comfortably all night. It's a bit embarrassing for people to make a trip for nothing.

"Thank you all for coming to help, I am very grateful!" He leaned over and sincerely saluted, regardless of whether the other party's seniority was higher than his.

Originally, they had a prejudice against Song Xianzhi, but the veterans of the Qinghe sect who were forcibly abducted by Yun Xuezun to save him felt a lot happier in an instant, and their gazes at him softened a lot, not as sharp as when they came.

"This place is full of miasma, so it's not suitable to stay for a long time." Yun Ling pinched Song Xianzhi's wrist and tugged.

Song Xianzhi stared blankly and nodded, "Okay...Okay, Master."

He had just finished speaking, before he could blink, Yun Ling held his waist with one hand, picked up his legs with the other, hugged him, and rose against the wind to the sky.

Song Xianzhi: I#%?!

Hastily hugged himself tightly.

A group of people flew towards the outside of the mountain quickly, but Song Lianzhi froze in Yunling's arms, turned his head, and saw Shen Duo holding his left arm, still standing in the white mist.

With his head down, he couldn't see his expression clearly, and his figure gradually shrank with the distance until he couldn't see clearly.

"Shen..."

"Master, Junior Brother, he still..."

When Yunling heard this, she immediately flew faster, without blinking her eyes, and said coldly, "Let's go first."

Song Xianzhi was very surprised, he knew in his heart that the relationship between the master and the apprentice was not very good, but he didn't know that it had become so stiff.

But Yun Xuezun did things, his disciples did not dare to question them, he could only pray silently in his heart, hoping that Shen Duo could write down less money for them in his little notebook.

The dozens of people disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the forest that had been bustling just now returned to dead silence, not even the chirping of birds and insects.

Shen Duo stood on the spot with his hands down, blood slid out along his black sleeves, drawing meandering lines on the back of his hands.In the end, the blood condensed into bean-sized blood droplets, which dripped from the fingertips and splashed on the dead leaves.

He didn't move, and the jungle world seemed to be still.

Suddenly, an extremely weird laughter rang out, the sound was not loud, it could even be said to be very soft, but it still made people feel the chill of sadness in it.

Looking carefully, Shen Duo's left arm, which was being held, seemed to be twisted, with the palm facing outward, and it had been broken at some point.

But at this time, the right hand covering it jerked, and with the thumping of the bones, the bent and reversed arm was twisted back.

It's just that although the bones are coming back straight, the broken parts haven't been fully connected.The skin was swollen visible to the naked eye, red and purple, and could no longer be used.

The degree of pain can be imagined.

But during this period, he did not use any spiritual power to suppress the pain.

Because, he has long been used to using pain to control himself, don't lose control.

For a few moments just now, he almost lost control of himself...

The tyranny in my heart and the unbearable desire to kill were gradually suppressed by the pain, buried deep in my heart, together with all the things I wrote down before, waiting to see the light of day again in a certain day in the future.

Suddenly a gust of cool wind blew by, and the transparent sweat gathered into a shallow puddle among the leaves, Shen Duo slowly raised his head.

There was no expression on that face.

The warm yellow sunlight hit right in front of him, infinitely magnifying and elongating the shadowy projection behind him.

Picking up the accompanying sword on the ground, Shen Duo got up to hold the sword, and quickly chased after it.