My practice narration is weird

"Come?"

"Come!"

Bang, bang, bang!

"Come again?"

"Come again!"

Bang, bang, bang!

"Come again?"

"...No."

"Then I won't come either."

The fist that had been raised countless times hit Ye Wuyou's face for the last time, then slowly dropped, and the woman's figure also slid off Ye Wuyou.

Then, Luo Qinghan lay on the squirming ground beside him, panting, his hands spread out, his hair scattered, and his clothes messy.

Ye Wuyou opened his bruised eyes, and his blood-stained sight looked at the nothingness in front of him, with astonishment and fatigue in his eyes.

He leaned against the flesh and blood wall behind him, his face covered with blood, his clothes soaked with sweat and blood, and his legs stretched straight.

But at this moment, his legs still couldn't stop trembling slightly.

His Qi was still sufficient, but his body felt weak.

Ye Wuyou tilted his head slightly, and glanced to the side, only to see Luo Qinghan who had stood up and leaned against the wall.

The two were in almost the same posture.

They were both so exhausted, with their legs spread out, their arms hanging down, and their eyes lifeless as they leaned against the wall, staring at the blank space in front of them, with a dull expression.

As if sensing Ye Wuyou's gaze, Luo Qinghan's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at Ye Wuyou lightly, and then he sneered in a hoarse voice.

Ye Wuyou didn't care, and even didn't bother to respond.

He no longer had the energy to care.

Even though he had taken the initiative to remove his own weaknesses before, he couldn't beat him.

After all, Luo Qinghan's realm was much higher than Ye Wuyou's.

He had only had the upper hand for a moment before, and then he was pressed down and beaten by Luo Qinghan who reacted to his brain.

He could only rely on the power provided by the sacred tree to repair his body. He forced himself to shout a few more unyielding shouts when he had time. When Luo Qinghan was trembling and his breath was scattered, he barely fought back a few times.

In the end, Ye Wuyou gave up.

But after the fierce battle, the two were silent now, sitting aside and thinking.

Neither of them killed him.

But what was the point of this fight?

A meaningless fight, just to ride on the other party, beat him and make him surrender.

Ye Wuyou kept muttering in his heart, why was he fighting like a child...

He sighed in his heart, then gently closed his eyes, and continued to call on the power of the sacred tree to repair himself.

[Rebirth of Flesh and Blood] The healing power of the sacred tree made Ye Wuyou's complexion visibly improve.

Ye Wuyou touched his face, his eyes a little gloomy.

It was already swollen beyond recognition.

But Ye Wuyou did not waste his energy to restore his face.

He used all the power of the sacred tree to restore some other part of his body.

Thanks to the previous swallowing of so many six-level souls, the power of the sacred tree was able to continue, and now it feeds back to itself.

For some reason, this time the power of the sacred tree fed back to itself, the little tree did not speak nonsense or be reluctant.

This is strange, the sun rises from the west?

In the past, every time the power of the sacred tree was used, the sapling was reluctant.

However, the crow still knows how to repay the kindness of feeding. The sacred tree has grown up, and it should be sensible and filial.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, the sacred tree shook gently and heard a voice.

""

The master is so fierce.

Ye Wuyou had some doubts in the corner of his eyes.

The voice came again.

""

Give it to you, lots of it, warm it up, come on, subdue her.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and Ye Wuyou's previous speculation that the sacred tree had lost its way and returned to the right path suddenly disappeared. It turned out that it was still a deeply rooted magic tree.

The previously fluctuating breath finally calmed down after some conditioning.

Although the waist still hurts a little, this is not a place to rest.

After thinking about it, Ye Wuyou turned his head and looked at Luo Qinghan beside him.

The once beautiful and flawless face was now bruised, and the expression was obviously depressed. The breath was also fluctuating, the eyes were slightly closed, and the legs were crossed at some point, looking not very sober.

As if he noticed the gaze coming, Luo Qinghan's eyes that were about to close suddenly opened again, and then looked at Ye Wuyou coldly.

Ye Wuyou looked at it funny, and did not mock again, but just asked.

"Can you still walk in your current state?"

He opened his mouth, but could not make a sound, but Luo Qinghan understood what Ye Wuyou meant.

"Ye Wuyou, it's not your turn to look down on me." Luo Qinghan responded coldly.

But his voice was a little trembling.

Still stubborn.

Ye Wuyou shook his head slightly. He had the sacred tree as a backup spring water, but Luo Qinghan didn't.

Ye Wuyou didn't say anything else. Luo Qinghan paused as he looked at Ye Wuyou, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Why did your breath recover so quickly?"

Not only the breath, but also the injuries on Ye Wuyou's body were recovering slowly.

This was something Luo Qinghan didn't have.

"I said it before."

Ye Wuyou opened his mouth and wanted to get up and leave directly.

But he changed his mind.

At this moment, Luo Qinghan, even if his realm was still there, his aura was still abundant.

But in this state, if he met the Pavilion Master Lingxue again, I think the fight would not exceed ten moves.

That's all.

Ye Wuyou tore the tattered sleeves, then glanced at them and stretched out his arm to Luo Qinghan who was leaning on the side.

The arm was handed to Luo Qinghan.

Luo Qinghan looked puzzled, and looked at Ye Wuyou in confusion, but saw that the other party grinned and spoke to her silently.

"What? Do you want me to cut it for you myself?"

The last lotus seed has been used up. Now in this place, Ye Wuyou's body full of the life breath of the sacred tree is the best medicine.

Just like healing her before.

Luo Qinghan was silent for a moment, retracted his gaze, turned his head slightly, and avoided Ye Wuyou's sight.

Ye Wuyou only heard the familiar snort, with disdain and sarcasm.

Huh?

You take my kindness for granted, right?

Well, that's fine.

Ye Wuyou was about to withdraw his hand, but was immediately grabbed by a force, making him unable to move.

Luo Qinghan grabbed Ye Wuyou's arm at this moment, then stretched out his hand and gently stroked the snow-white hair.

The snow-white hair fell like a waterfall, covering the woman's face and completely blocking the view of Ye Wuyou.

Ye Wuyou felt a little helpless. Using hair to cover his face, for a practitioner of great magical powers, what is the difference between this and covering one's ears and stealing a bell?

You bit me, who would want to see it?

Luo Qinghan didn't know what Ye Wuyou was thinking, and didn't care.

After doing all this, there seemed to be a flash of hesitation in the woman's eyes, but she felt the disorder of her own qi and meridians.

The woman finally lowered her head gently, opened her mouth slightly, and pressed it against the outstretched arm.

The silver teeth bit lightly, leaving a trace of blood on the man's skin.

The red and white blood slowly overflowed from the wound bitten. The woman didn't speak again, but licked the wound quietly and swallowed all the blood.

The blood full of the breath of the sacred tree fell into Luo Qinghan's mouth, and almost in an instant, Luo Qinghan showed surprise in his eyes.

Both the injuries and the breath were recovering at a very fast speed.

Ye Wuyou, this guy, has such an effect?

How come it's like a human-shaped precious medicine.

This was the first time Luo Qinghan had seen such a thing. He thought so in his mind, but he couldn't help but speed up the speed of absorption.

From the original slow absorption of blood to active xiyun.

Ye Wuyou's forehead was slightly sweating, but it was mixed with blood, and it was hard to tell whether it was sweat or blood.

Damn, this woman can really absorb.

"Are you okay? Hurry up, it's almost done. I don't know where Lu Caiwei is waiting for us." Ye Wuyou subconsciously pulled his hand and reminded him tactfully.

Luo Qinghan wanted to recover all the injuries on his body?

What a joke!

He himself was reluctant to consume the power of the sacred tree to recover his body, and even his face was not recovered.

After all, those external injuries did not affect anything.

Of course, some things in the body are mainly restored, and Ye Wuyou spent 90% of his recovery power on it in order to achieve the most perfect reconstruction.

Other injuries are nothing.

It's okay to adjust the breath, and it's okay to be able to output. It's almost enough.

However, Luo Qinghan didn't seem to hear the meaning of Ye Wuyou's words.

As if he felt that it was not fast enough, Luo Qinghan nodded slightly at this moment, and then loosened his mouth a little.

Ye Wuyou breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was okay, and swallowing a few more souls in the future should allow the sacred tree to recover.

But the next moment.

Luo Qinghan suddenly opened his mouth, and his teeth bit Ye Wuyou's arm fiercely, tearing the skin.

The red and white blood turned from slowly overflowing to gushing out in an instant.

You, why!

The blood sprayed Luo Qinghan's entire cheek, but the woman didn't care, but after swallowing a whole mouthful of blood, she said to Ye Wuyou in a very dissatisfied voice.

"Can't you control it? What a waste?"

Ye Wuyou was anxious, and quickly retracted his hand, and then pressed the wound tightly.

Then, he suddenly jumped up from the ground and cursed.

"Are you a pig? You bit my aorta."

Having his arm taken away from his eyes and hearing such insults, could Luo Qinghan bear this?

She stood up in a flash, and then stood in front of Ye Wuyou, her eyebrows knitted tightly, her eyes upside down, glaring at him.

Having absorbed so much life energy from the sacred tree, Luo Qinghan's injuries have recovered almost completely, and even the bruised cheeks have returned to their original gorgeous and beautiful appearance.

She was about to fight back at Ye Wuyou, but then she saw the other's cheeks that were close at hand, but swollen and blue like a pig's head.

Why is Ye Wuyou like this?

Oh, he was beaten by himself.

Thinking of this, Luo Qinghan was about to speak angrily, but he couldn't help but chuckle.

Ye Wuyou looked gloomy and frowned.

But he finally sighed, then silently stretched out his hand and stretched it towards Luo Qinghan's cheek.

"What?" Luo Qinghan stopped laughing, tightened his expression, and immediately looked at him coldly.

"Don't move." Ye Wuyou just said this.

The sleeves that had long been turned into tattered rags wiped Luo Qinghan's face, taking away the white light that had been hanging on his face.

"What are you doing?" Luo Qinghan took a step back, touched his cheek with his fingertips, and asked with a frown.

Nothing.

"Let's go."

Ye Wuyou did not explain, but said lightly, then turned and walked towards the front of the passage.

Luo Qinghan sighed lightly, then stepped slowly and followed behind him.

The passage was very long, and the size of the monster seemed to be far beyond Ye Wuyou's imagination. The two of them walked quickly for a while but still did not see any trace of other people.

Ye Wuyou would be very upset if he could not find anyone.

Luo Qinghan would also be very upset.

The two of them were upset and disliked each other at the same time.

In the past, they had always traveled together as a group of three.

Lu Caiwei was like a lubricant between the two.

As long as Lu Caiwei was there, no matter how Ye Wuyou and Luo Qinghan quarreled with each other, as long as she opened her mouth, both sides would always stop and stop the quarrel in time.

It was like this girl with two swords on her back and stuttering seemed to have great magic.

Ye Wuyou could laugh and curse at many people, but he could not say a single dirty word to a little stutterer with gentle eyes.

It had nothing to do with cultivation.

The same was true for Luo Qinghan.

But now Lu Caiwei was not there.

Naturally, there would be a lot of verbal battles during the search.

For example, now.

"What are you yelling about? What are you yelling about, Luo Qinghan? You've drunk my blood and you're full of energy, right? Are you pointing fingers at me again?"

"What are you yelling about? Ye Wuyou, what are you yelling about? I just want to ask you if you have any solution. If you don't, then you don't. Why are you venting your anger on me?"

"You can ask, but why are you standing there judging me? You're asking me to figure out where we are based on the subtle changes in this passage. Let me ask you, do you want me to dig a hole in the ground and throw a bear in it, and then let me calculate whether it is the southern hemisphere or the northern hemisphere based on the air humidity?"

"Who understands what you're saying!"

"Don't understand? That's right. It's strange that a stupid woman like you can understand. If your brain is half the size of your chest, you won't say these useless nonsense. I'll tell you how to calculate. First, look at how deep the hole is and what color the bear is, and then..."

Ye Wuyou said, putting his hands in front of him and making a lifting gesture.

Luo Qinghan's face changed, but he stretched out his hand and pointed at Ye Wuyou, his fingertips trembling.

"You, you, you, Ye Wuyou, you are unreasonable. After we get out of here, even if Lu Caiwei stops me, I will beat you into the ground."

"Ha? Luo Qinghan, you don't think you are so powerful, do you? If I hadn't given Caiwei face in the past, I would have let you know what cruelty is!"

Luo Qinghan was so angry that she kept taking deep breaths and finally forced herself to suppress her emotions.

In terms of words, ten of her are not Ye Wuyou's opponents.

She finally said coldly.

"Wujing Yuheng? If it weren't for Lu Caiwei, you wouldn't even be qualified to talk to me in the outside world."

"What? You want money to talk? What's wrong with my Wujing Yuheng? Is he eating your rice?"

Ye Wuyou looked excited and added with a faint smile.

"Correction, I am at the peak of the fifth realm of Yuheng, and the sixth realm is just around the corner. When I reach the sixth realm, you may not be able to defeat me."

"Haha, ridiculous, it only takes me a few years to reach the seventh realm, and you, Ye Wuyou? Can you touch the heart demon tribulation in ten years?"

"Then you wait, don't cry and beg for mercy when I break through the realm."

"Wait? Okay, I want to see when you can break through, and when can I cry and beg for mercy?"

As he said, Luo Qinghan seemed to have found a favorable point to refute, but he chuckled.

"Ye Wuyou, when can you pass the heart demon tribulation, when can you step into the sixth realm?"

"No way, no way, how can there be someone stuck in the heart demon tribulation?"

"Ye Wuyou, why don't you say anything, tell me, when can you pass the heart demon tribulation?"

Luo Qinghan's words were sharp, and Ye Wuyou took a deep breath, really didn't want to waste words with him.

A higher realm is overwhelming.

A subtle sound came.

The next moment, the subtle sound suddenly amplified, and then it resounded like thunder in the passage.

The creeping flesh and blood wall suddenly trembled at this moment, and then it was shrinking madly.

Waves of air came along the front of the passage.

This change made both of them silent and stopped arguing.

They looked at each other, but then stepped forward without saying anything, and moved forward quickly in the passage.

The place where the movement came from seemed not far away...

Luo Qinghan's figure swept quickly, but stepped directly in front of Ye Wuyou.

"I'm in front." She said lightly, but her eyes were very serious.

Ye Wuyou nodded, without refutation, and always kept a distance of several body lengths from Luo Qinghan.

It is indeed the safest way to let Luo Qinghan take the lead. She has a high realm and strong strength, and she has the protection of [No Lower Limit]. Even if she is hit by the seventh realm head-on, it is difficult to kill her.

Even if he is valued, Ye Wuyou can still nurse her back.

Although all this is reasonable, Ye Wuyou still couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart.

His realm is still too low...

The Five Realms Jade Balance looks powerful, but after contacting so many people and things, this power is gradually too weak.

Many magical powers and methods are limited by realm.

For example, his true Dharma image requires a huge amount of Qi to support it. If it is the Sixth Realm, maybe he can display it a little.

Not to mention, there is also a strange erosion...

What exactly is the Heart Demon Tribulation?

Why can't I explore it yet, and I haven't even seen a shadow?

Ye Wuyou, Ye Wuyou, when will you be able to step into the Heart Demon Tribulation?

All kinds of questions emerged in Ye Wuyou's mind, making him sigh to himself.

Suddenly, his expression was slightly stunned.

But the narration that had been silent for a long time suddenly spoke.

[Today! ]