Dressed As a Grass - Chapter 53

    “It was you, it was you who dug my inner elixir!”

    Qing Chuang shouted in disbelief, took a few steps back, then turned and fled in the direction of the top of the mountain.

    Xi Zhou wrapped her wrist tightly, and people were still a little dazed.

    Senior sister poaching inner elixir?

    How is this possible?

    Don’t allow her to think about it, two figures one after the other stopped under the barrier on the top of the Mortal Realm.

    Qing Chuang stopped, turned around and smiled: “Zhai Wangyou, Zhai Wangyou, should I call you stupid or smart? Since you have seen through my plan, how dare you chase after me? come up?”

    She summoned her sword and looked into the air.

    A black figure just arrived.

    Under the mask, the old man in black looked around.

    Desolate and quiet, it is a good place to kill people.

    He looked down at Zhai Wangyou: “Fairy Wangyou, stay safe.”

    The old man in black looked at Qing Chuang after hearing this, Qing Chuang couldn’t help but take a step back.

    He snorted coldly and said casually: “Recovery? The old man has not forgotten your ability, Fairy, but you just happen to have a useless inner elixir.”

    There just happens to be a useless inner alchemy?

    Zhai Wangyou looked at Qing Chuang with a scrutiny, Qing Chuang killed Elder Fachi, both of them were wood spirit roots. it works.

    So the current inner elixir of Qingchuang is the late stage of the golden elixir, and the latter is the late stage of the golden elixir, so the cultivation base of the green window can only be in the golden elixir stage, and it has also fallen to the early stage of the golden elixir.

    However, the fewer people who should know these secret methods, the better, why would this black-clothed old man help Qing Chuang?

    Soon, she knew why.

    Because the old man in black gave an order to Qing Chuang, yes, it is an order, an order that cannot be disobeyed.

    “Exhaust your skills and try a few tricks with Fairy Wangyou.”

    Let a person in the early stage of Jindan go to a person in the early stage of distraction, and there is a Nascent Soul stage in the middle, which is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

    But Qing Chuang did as she did, although her expression showed resistance, there was no hesitation in her actions.

    “Soul contract?” Zhai Wangyou’s voice was surprised. It turned out that Qing Chuang signed such a contract with the old man in black in order to survive.

    The old man in black smiled and said: “Fairy Wangyou is very knowledgeable. If you are willing, I will be disrespectful to the old man.”

    The green window is only the initial stage of the golden elixir, which is too useless.

    However, the soul contract requires both parties to voluntarily, and if one party repents halfway, it cannot be completed.

    While he was talking, Qing Chuang had already rushed towards Zhai Wangyou.

    Zhai Wangyou swung her back with a sword, and the old man in black took this opportunity to stab her.

    So I’m sure I can defeat her, so I’m not ready to hide it? Is it really Sect Master Wang?

    Seeing her dodging, the black-clothed old man quietly withdrew his control over the green window and managed to do it with ease.

    “Fairy Wangyou, why should you overestimate what you can do? It’s better to cooperate with Laodao. How about we share this world?”

    Zhai Wangyou’s face was cold, his offensive continued unabated, silently consuming the other party’s spiritual power.

    When both of them are exhausted, the only thing that can be done is the blue window that has not recovered from the injury.

    The left hand shook under the sleeve, and a dark red flashed across her eyes.

    Qing Chuang is just a badly injured Jindan early stage, and she has a heyday Jindan early stage as a helper, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

    Xi Zhou vaguely guessed Zhai Wangyou’s plan, and quietly poked out a little from under his sleeve when they were fighting.

    Keep her eyes on the green window.

    The blue window was standing on the ground numbly, but she was staring at Zhai Wangyou secretly. She had already discussed it with the old man in black.

    Although Zhai Wangyou was covered with purple gold, she couldn’t trap her as a shrewd person.

    Even if there is another Zijin Furnace now, as long as the senior uses up all her spiritual power, the Zijin Furnace can only recover the spiritual power once in a short period of time, as long as the time comes…

    Qing Chuang’s eyes are full of madness, and when it comes time to face two people who have lost their spiritual power, her Golden Core Stage is the master here.

    It’s her!

    Is the master of the Blue Window of the Deacon Hall!

    Ao window stared at the two fighting.

    In the mountains and forests, the black-clothed old man saw that Zhai Wangyou used the purple gold furnace, he raised his eyebrows and competed with spiritual power even more recklessly.

    Soon, two people with equal spiritual power gradually exhausted.

    Under the lack of spiritual power, only swords and swords are left, just like fighting with ordinary people.

    The black-clothed old man has also changed from being at ease to a little difficult. The more he fights, the more surprised he is. Just in the swordsmanship competition, Zhai Wangyou is actually faintly above him.

    “It is said that Fairy Wangyou is only focused on cultivation, but the old man thought it was those brats who exaggerated, but I didn’t expect it to be well-deserved.”

    She has devoted herself to cultivation since she was a child, and she has never relaxed in terms of cultivation or swordsmanship. Even though she has experienced twists and turns in recent years, she has never relaxed in private.

    Because the master said, if the talent is unmatched, then you must put in more effort than others, and diligence can make up for your shortcomings.

    What’s more, she is talented.

    The red figure became more and more light and calm.

    The old man in black is getting more and more powerless. He has lost the blessing of spiritual power and has no cultivation base. He is obviously at a disadvantage.

    Seeing that Zhai Wangyou’s momentum was unabated, the black-clothed old man distracted and looked in the direction of Qingchuang, his eyes indicating that it was time for her to do something.

    Qing Chuang wants to pretend to be invisible, and wait for them to lose both before shooting.

    She hesitated for a while, and finally didn’t have the guts to gamble.

    At this moment, Zhai Wangyou’s long sword fell on the chest of the black-clothed Laodao, the black-clothed Laodao blocked the sword with one hand, and used the palm of the other hand to use up the last spiritual power to hit her go.

    Zhai Wangyou didn’t have time to dodge, so he stretched out his hand and took the palm.

    The two stepped back at the same time, each barely stabilizing their figure.

    The old man in black looked at the blue window and stabbed at Zhai Wangyou with his sword, he couldn’t help sneering: “Two fists are invincible to four hands, Zhai Wangyou, you are like your master Beishan, you don’t know how high the sky is.”

    The sword sounded, and the sword from the blue window fell, but it did not stab Zhai Wangyou.

    It was blocked by a golden sword.

    “Who are you?” Qing Window stepped back and stared at the woman who suddenly appeared.

    A white robe, obviously the style of a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

    The face is moving, different from Zhai Wangyou’s cold and bright, this woman’s eyebrows and eyes are charming and romantic.

    Cultivation is also in the early stage of Jindan!

    Qing Chuang felt guilty, she was seriously injured, but the woman who suddenly appeared in front of her was unscathed.

    So, there is little chance of winning.

    Xi Zhou raised his hand, and a golden sword shone dazzlingly in the sunlight.

    “I’m here to take you on your way.”

    She protected Zhai Wangyou behind her, her face was cold as never before.

    This mad woman broke her hand and waist three years ago, and now she still wants to hurt the big sister.

    Qing Chuang’s eyes flashed slightly, and his feet secretly gathered strength. Since he was defeated, what are you waiting for? Of course, it is important to escape.

    Who knew that she moved under her feet, and she was fixed in place.

    Qing Chuang slowly turned her head and glanced at the old man in black. She couldn’t see any expression under the mask, only a pair of deep eyes looked at her, like she was looking at a dead person.

    The voice in her head made her ears roar, and her feet flew up uncontrollably, towards Xizhou.

    The order of the old man in black is: fight to the death, fight to the end.

    Although Xi Zhou hadn’t practiced swordsman much yet, she was better than her because of her deep spiritual power, so she didn’t need to worry too much about dealing with the seriously injured Qing Chuang.

    Zhai Wangyou’s pair of eyes looked not far away, and when the blue window was fighting with Xizhou, the old man in black took the opportunity to slip away.

    Looking at Qing Chuang’s slightly involuntary movements, it is obviously subject to the soul contract.

    If you can’t even decide your own mind and body, how can you survive.

    After a while, Xi Zhou’s golden sword was against Qing Chuang’s neck, and Qing Chuang was still fighting for his life uncontrollably, like a soulless machine.

    Because the order left by the old man in black is to fight to the death.

    Obviously, he completely gave up the green window in order to escape smoothly for himself.

    Qing Window recklessly forwards with his sword.

    Xi Zhou paused for a moment, closed his eyes very quickly, and then stabbed out.

    A sword seals the throat.

    Qing Window’s legs were slightly bent and fell heavily to the ground.

    Red blood drips from the golden sword, bright and eye-catching.

    Xi Zhou was stunned, her hands trembling unconsciously.

    “She has lost her mind. She is no different from a puppet that can only kill. If you don’t kill her, we can only be killed by her.”

    Zhai Wangyou held Xi Zhou’s hand holding the sword and exerted a little force.

    The hands they held together slowly lowered.

    Xi Zhou looked at her, her eyes regained some vigour because of these words, she came back to her senses and put away the golden sword in her hand: “Elder Sister, I’m fine, how are you.”

    Seeing that Xizhou looked fine, Zhai Wangyou was relieved: “It’s fine, it’s just a minor injury, and the spiritual power is a little weak, it will be fine in two days.”

    Xi Zhou’s eyes fell on her slightly pale face. Although Zhai Wangyou’s body was standing upright, it always meant a strong support.

    “Although I can’t help you break through now, it seems that I can make you recover quickly.”

    The soft voice rubbed into the wind, but the words were clear when it fell on the ear.

    Zhai Wangyou’s breathing slowed down, he raised his eyes and looked elsewhere, his voice was inaudible: “This is not right.”

    The air was inexplicably quiet.

    The autumn wind brings coolness, but Xizhou feels her heart is hot.

    Seeing Zhai Wangyou who looked away, she raised the corner of her lips silently.

    When the big sister is duplicitous, it seems to be like this: she avoids her eyes and looks into the distance lightly.

    “Then let’s go back and help you recover from the injury before they find the green window, so as to clear the suspicion.”

    Zhai Wangyou turned sideways, bit the corner of his lips lightly, and walked down the mountain without making a sound.

    The red corners of the clothes swayed with the autumn wind, and the figure looked a little slender because of the injury.

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    The author has something to say:

    Pure Theater~~

    Senior Sister: This is inappropriate.

    Xizhou: Where are we going?

    Senior Sister: Shameless!

    Half an hour later.

    Xi Zhou fingered: Am I still shameless?

    Zhai Wangyou closed his eyes and pursed his lips.

    Xi Zhou raised her eyebrows, it seemed that was not enough, she waved, and the dream grass slowly wrapped around Zhai Wangyou’s hands.

    “Sister, am I still shameless?”

    “Let’s…”