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Although he defeated the demon cultivator, it was not the time to rest. The fluctuations between the two sides fought were so strong that they might have been noticed. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time.

Everyone endured the pain and immediately began to eliminate traces and transfer their positions.

It took them half a day to get a chance to breathe.

Two or three tents were set up in the camp, and female cultivators were asked to put medicine and change clothes. The male cultivators did not have this treatment. Just find a place to lie down casually.

Mu Tianguang suffered a serious injury in the battle between the blood-clothed demon cultivator. After taking the pill, he kept meditating and regulating his breathing. After Yin Miaomiao changed his clothes, he walked over and asked him: "Show me your injuries."

He whispered, "I'm fine."

"It is difficult to heal the devil energy remains on the wound." Her tone is unquestionable, "Forget it if you miss others, miss me?"

Mu Tianguang pursed his lips and slowly let go of his arms, revealing the hideous wound on his waist. Yin Miaomiao reached out and touched it. The robe was wet and soaked in blood. He couldn't help but give him a blank look and scratched with a dagger.

The white robes inside sucked blood and were so red that they were pricked by the eyes.

On the ferocious wound, strands of black air continued to spread, causing the flesh and blood to heal for a long time. She dipped it in a clean handkerchief, wiped the dried blood stains on his skin for him, took out a box of plaster, and used her fingers.

I dug a small piece and applied it on it. The cool and greasy ointment contains special spiritual herbs that can purify the demonic energy and stop the blood in a short while.

"I really don't know if you are showing off or shy, you can endure it."

"It's not a particularly serious injury." He tried to comfort her, but it had a completely opposite effect. Yin Miaomiao narrowed his eyes and found a clean strip of cloth to bandage his wound.

After a while, she asked, "Is there anything else?"

"The others are all small..." Mu Tianguang looked up into her eyes, and felt that her pupils were as deep as a pool, inexplicably dangerous, so he couldn't help but stop talking.

"Mu Tianguang, now," she smiled, word by word, "take off your clothes, if you don't take them off, I will take them off for you in front of everyone."

Mu Tianguang: "..." After all, he took off himself honestly.

Yin Miaomiao waved his hand and threw out the flames, burned his coat, and looked up and down again, applying medicine to all the wounds. He was slightly embarrassed and felt that he was making a big deal, but he didn't dare to persuade him anymore and let her go.

He walked around with his hands, just lowering his eyes to cover up the turbulence in his eyes.

Not far away, other monks were shaking their eyes and communicating. The male monks were relatively calm in their minds. They blinked with a narrow eyebrow and said, "I can't tell you, Master Mu actually has such a side." The one who raised his eyebrows and smiled was, "Look at this posture, it must be

"Who is lucky enough to be together" and the smile is strange, "In this way, who is lucky enough to be proud?" Barabala.

Compared to the male cultivators' mentality of watching the excitement, the female cultivators' minds are much more complicated. The eyebrows and eyes are slightly drooping, and the faces are lonely must be sincere admiration. They are sad and sad, and they are holding the sword spear or biting the corner of the sleeve.

Most of them are unwilling to accept it. They can't figure out why a female cultivator who looks unremarkable and has no strength but Er's strength is so sincere. What's wrong with him?

There are also a few experienced female cultivators who glanced out of the corner of their eyes, and they had a thought in their minds: "Damn, Uncle Mu looks so seductive when he takes off his clothes! I really want to make him feel unbearable, so he must be very good.

Temptation.”

Everyone thought they had hidden their eyes very well, but in fact they couldn't hide it from the person involved. Yin Miaomiao held back his smile, treated his wounds, and then said, "I'm very well-behaved, I want to reward you."

After saying that, he leaned over and kissed him on his lips.

Mu Tianguang looked at her in shock.

"Isn't it enough?" She intends to retaliate against his previous disagreement, holding his cheek and kissing his eyes, nose, lips and Adam's apple. "Would you be satisfied with this?"

Mu Tianguang held her wrist in reverse condition, and her cheeks were dyed with a faint pink color. Fortunately, it was not very obvious under the light of the fire: "Miaomiao."

"I don't know what they are afraid of you." Her tone smiled, "If you dare to show off like this, be careful that I will bully you."

Of course, Mu Tianguang would not take such a threat seriously. However, no man in the world who is addicted to love will want to make his beloved woman angry and whisper: "I won't do it next time."

His voice was clear and soft, like the spring water encountered in the mountains in the hot summer, clear and cool, making people feel anxious. Yin Miaomiao leaned over and whispered in his ear: "I found that you are not only beautiful in your eyes,

The sound is also very nice, and it is really hard for people in the world not to be fascinated by you."

Mu Tianguang held her hand and called her helplessly: "Miaomiao."

She scratched his palm and quipped, "It's not okay to tell the truth? It's really hard for you to serve."

"I can't tell you." He sighed, changing the subject, "Is your injury seriously wrong?"

Yin Miaomiao said: "The one-eyed person who fought with me should have specially cultivated his eyes. He has a very keen talent in capturing movements, so I didn't do anything with him, and I used other methods to solve it."

One-eyed demon cultivator is actually a very difficult opponent, able to capture a movement gap of one percent second, so it is extremely easy to predict the opponent's next move. Not only that, his eyes seem to be able to distinguish the flow of spiritual energy, for breaking

The formation is also very experienced.

Unfortunately, he was not lucky. Yin Miaomiao was good at illusion and soul techniques that could not be distinguished by eyes. One-eyed person could not exert his true strength, and she was not very openly solved.

I believe that losing such a special talent will be a great loss for the demon cultivator.

Mu Tianguang's expression gradually became solemn: "There are at least half of the demon cultivators, and the strength they can stay must be not low."

"We have the advantage in numbers, so it is best to avoid fighting in the near future. We must constantly shift positions to avoid being discovered by them, and then..." She didn't know what she thought of, and showed an intriguing smile.

In the next few days, Yin Miaomiao randomly moved his position.

Random means that the time, direction, and distance she transfers are all determined by shaking the dice, and she doesn't know where the next direction will go, and it's entirely based on God's will.

The Heavenly Dao seemed to favor her very much, and she did not encounter the demon cultivator in three transfers, giving the Taoist cultivators a relatively relaxed time to heal.

Five days later, most of the monks' injuries began to improve, and Li Xintong and others, who had overdrawn spiritual power, also recovered their ability to move. The three monks who were initially injured by the Shadow Puppet also improved greatly and could participate in the battle.

The situation seemed very good, but unexpectedly, the demon cultivator actually used a damage move.

That night, a very strong demonic energy appeared in the northeast. The disciples of the Beast Mountain sent birds to see it. They were so angry that they smoked their orifices. The demon cultivator caught their people, cut off their limbs, and blocked the people and the demon pets they raised.

In the pit, let them be tortured by chewing.

"It's too much!" Li Xintong was so angry that she trembled all over, "I actually used such despicable and shameless means."

Most people agreed: "The demon cultivators are so arrogant, we must not let them succeed."

Yue Bufan thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "Although the demon cultivators like to torture people, they will not have such 'leisure and elegance' at this time. They deliberately humiliate our monks, so they must be to lead us over.

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"Go and go." Li Xintong's teeth clattered, "At least I'll give them some fun!"

Since they signed up for this Qiankun Mirror, they naturally had the awareness of falling and dying. They would feel heartbroken and angry about their companions who fell into the hands of the enemy, but they also knew that if they bowed their heads to the demon cultivators for the sake of them, they would be the greatest disrespect for them.

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However, martyrdom is one thing, and watching them suffer from such insults is another.

If you cannot rescue me, as a companion, at least give them some fun!

Yin Miaomiao's thoughts are the same as Yue Bufan. The demon cultivator must have dug a hole for them to jump, and they were reasonable and had to accept the answer. She gave a positive answer: "I'm going to go, I'm going to go."

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The morale of the army is like this, it is irreversible.

The question is, how to turn passive into initiative and not let yourself fall into a trap?

She thought for a long time and said slowly: "I have an idea."

The human pigs in the pit kept struggling. The strong smell of blood made the hungry low-level monster more irritable. They bit the other party's broken limbs with blood and started chewing.

The flesh and blood of monks are full of spiritual energy, and they can hardly wait to swallow the delicious food into their stomachs. The bitten Wei Buqu could no longer notice the pain, and he clenched the dagger tightly with his teeth and used the strength of his body and neck to ruthlessly turn the blade.

Punched into the abdomen of the monster.

The monster was irritated and the attack became even more tyrannical.

On the cliff, many demon cultivators were excited by such a scene. They looked at the naked female cultivator in the dry grass. Their desires surged and immediately rushed up to invade them. Unlike Taoist cultivator who can control himself with spiritual power.

, Magic will lure monks to surrender to the throne, so they are not only prone to anger, mania, bloodthirsty, but also easily dominated by love and desire.

The controlled female cultivator had a wide eyelid, and she couldn't shed tears, but just looked at them fiercely, as if she would bite off their necks at any time.

A demon cultivator laughed: "I like you female Taoist cultivators the most. Seeing your expressions is really the greatest pleasure in my life, hahaha!"

"I was just bitten by a dog." The cultivator said coldly, "Do you think you can dominate me like this? Bah!"

The demon cultivator was furious and tortured even more violently.

However, a few people were not confused by such scenes. A demon cultivator with a blue and white face asked: "Master Bone, will they really come?"

The magic cultivator, who he called "Bone Lord" was a weird guy wearing a black cloak. He raised his head and showed his hood, not a human face, but a skeleton. Two white flames jumped in his black eye sockets, and his jaw was

One by one, he made a strange voice: "Yes, Dao Xiu is the most shameful thing, he will definitely come."

The Dead Corpse Face Cultivator said: "That's what kind of friendship they talk about the most."

The road to immortality is alone, so you should be the leader of advanced immortality. When you are not strong enough, you should bow down to the strong to live. With strong strength, why bother with kindness and morality? It is really putting the cart before the horse. Can you be so kind?

Does it help ascend?

However, since Dao Xiu pays attention to this, they will help them and help them.

"Here you come." Lord Gu spit out two words, his eyes shining with Baihuo looked at the sky.

Five monks from the Beast Control Mountain took their own spiritual pets and launched an attack from the sky. The spirit beast spit out wind blades, fireballs and water arrows from their mouths, while the monks used arm crossbows and bows and arrows, wrapped in a large number of talismans and shot at the demons.

One of the cultivators ran directly to the earth pit, with a whistle with a strange shape on his lips, and when he blew, there were waves of sounds rolling in. The monsters in the pit couldn't help but tremble all over when they heard it.

Instinctively feeling fear.

The corpse-faced demon cultivator's face looked a little ugly, and a trap was set up around the earth pit. Unexpectedly, the Dao Xiu did not get close at all, but instead attacked them directly. The beast-taught whistle in the Beast Control Mountain is a magic weapon to naturally restrain monsters... Tsk,

No wonder Lord Gu had to make some arrangements in advance, these Taoist practices are indeed not easy to deal with.

But, I underestimated them too much.

The author has something to say: The Taoist practice that can enter the Qiankun Mirror can be said to be one of the most outstanding people in the world of cultivation, and their minds are above the average.

There is a highlight in this chapter, I wonder if anyone can grasp the key points = 0=

See you tomorrow ~