Shuttle between Two Worlds: Establishing Ancestral Family from the World of Nine Uncles

The furious zombies also sensed Jiang Li's strength. Instead of retreating, they attacked head-on, grabbing Jiang Li with both hands with great strength!

Jiang Li has an airy figure and is very agile. She has escaped from the claws of zombies many times, but her target has always been fixed on the head of the zombie, which is the key to destroying the zombie.

Ji Ping saw that Jiang Li seemed to be evenly matched with the opponent, so he made up his mind and stepped forward with his sword. Maybe the two of them could keep this zombie behind!

boom!

Taking advantage of the zombie's back, Ji Ping jumped up and stabbed the opponent in the head with his sword. This was an experience he learned from Jiang Li.

But when his iron sword came into contact with the zombie, it bounced away violently, and he flew out instead!

"Idiot, use real energy!" Jiang Lijiao scolded, saying as if she hated iron for not being able to turn into steel.

Ji Ping was a little embarrassed. He was so excited just now that he even forgot to use Qi.

The two of them worked in tandem, surrounding the zombies, and Ji Ping only had one role: to try his best to help Jiang Li interfere with the zombies' actions, giving her a chance to destroy the core of the monster!

Although Ji Ping is weak, he can still do it just by harassing him.

Roar!

The zombie was entangled by the two people, and its head was damaged in two places, but its brain was not very good. It was only at this moment that it gave up on Ji Ping, suddenly turned around, and grabbed Jiang Li's shoulder!

Jiang Li was looking for an opportunity, but he didn't expect this. He only felt pain in his left shoulder, and a piece of flesh and blood was directly grabbed by the zombie!

dripping with blood...

It’s over!

Even in his prime, Jiang Li was no match for this zombie. Now that his left hand is disabled, his strength will inevitably decline.

"What should I do?" Ji Ping felt fierce in his heart, slashed the zombie with his sword, turned around and ran away, "Jiang Li, don't follow me, I will lure it away!"

Jiang Li's painful face was covered with frost, but when she saw Ji Ping's actions, she was stunned: "Are you crazy?!"

Of course Ji Ping is not crazy. He can travel through time. As long as he lures the zombies away, he won't be afraid of them killing his own people.

The zombie was fooled and followed Ji Ping closely.

But there were unforeseen circumstances, and Ji Ping obviously overestimated his own strength. This zombie was too fast, but after running a hundred feet, the opponent rushed over and slammed into him!

Ji Ping felt like he was hit by a car in Blue Star, his body flew backwards, there was a sharp pain in his chest, and he felt that his ribs were almost broken!

"No, I can't hold on at all, time travel!" Ji Ping's heart moved, and his figure suddenly disappeared!

After the zombie lost its target, its two empty white eyeballs turned, its nose sniffed, and it walked around in circles, seeming to be looking for Ji Ping's figure.

Jiang Li was far behind. When she saw Ji Ping being hit by a zombie and landing somewhere unknown, she felt very anxious.

But she didn't dare to attack rashly, so she hid beside the path and watched every move of the zombies.

After Ji Ping sent the message back to Blue Star, he ignored the pain in his chest and entered the dungeon in the blink of an eye.

In the bedroom of Shuiyue Palace, it was still the time when he left last time. Ji Ping was hugging Zhao Ling'er, but he just came through and a mouthful of blood spurted out!

Zhao Ling'er was shocked, her little face was full of panic, and she didn't care to talk about the future topic.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Ling'er was flustered and gently injected a burst of Qi into Ji Ping's body with her right hand, "The heart veins are damaged!"

"Don't move, Ling'er will help you heal your injuries."

Zhao Ling'er hurriedly went to the elixir room to get a healing elixir for Ji Ping to take, and then continued to use the true essence to help dissolve the power of the elixir.

The movement in the bedroom alarmed grandma, but she just frowned and didn't say anything.

Zhao Ling'er's strength at this time was not that strong. Perhaps it was similar to Jiang Li. After the true energy in his body reached Ji Ping's heart veins, he seemed much weaker.

After taking the elixir and having Ling'er help heal his wounds, Ji Ping felt much better after a while, and 90% of the pain in his chest dissipated.

"Ling'er, are you okay?" Ji Ping supported Zhao Ling'er and asked with concern, looking at his slightly gloomy face.

Zhao Ling'er smiled, her breath weak: "It's nothing, just take a Qi-Building Pill and practice for a while to replenish some real energy."

There are many elixirs in Shuiyue Palace. It seems that Ling'er's master should have been an expert in this field during his lifetime, but Zhao Ling'er didn't seem to have learned the essence. As she said herself, she was too playful when she was a child.

Ling'er sat on the bed and practiced, her face gradually started to turn red, and the consumed real energy was slowly replenished.

Seeing the sun rising high in the sky, a light cough spread into the room.

"Ahem, it's getting late, you two should have a rest early." Grandma seemed to have been eavesdropping outside the door in the corner, and she spoke out at this time.

After hearing what her grandma said, Zhao Linger's face became even more rosy.

Ji Ping no longer had the previous entanglement in his heart, and asked softly: "Ling'er, are you feeling better?"

"Yes." Zhao Ling'er's voice sounded like a mosquito, she nodded her little head, and gently pulled up the red quilt, "Brother, come in, let Ling'er help you undress."

Ji Ping had something on his mind the night before and had no strong feelings. But today, after he put down the burden in his heart and faced Zhao Ling'er again, he unconsciously immersed himself in it, both mentally and physically...

Ji Ping blew out the incense candle, picked up Ling'er, and gently kissed her pink and smooth lips...

…

In the middle of the night, Zhao Ling'er lay in Ji Ping's arms, with the afterglow of happiness still on her face. She looked at her husband who fell asleep due to fatigue, but her expression was a little gloomy.

"If you don't look back, why don't you forget? Since there is no fate, why do you need to swear? Everything today is like water without a trace; tomorrow and evening, you are no longer a stranger."

…

Early the next morning, looking at Ling'er sleeping in his arms, Ji Ping felt that it would be great if he could stay like this for the rest of his life, but neither his ancestral family nor the real world would allow him to have such thoughts.

"Ling'er, can you leave Fairy Island with me?" Grandma is going to pay homage to Lord Shuiyue Palace today. Ji Ping thought about it and prepared to take Zhao Ling'er away from Fairy Island directly, otherwise he would wait for the Black Miao people to come.

It's over.

As long as Zhao Ling'er is taken away, those black Miao people will lose their target. Maybe some plot changes can be changed?

"This..." Zhao Ling'er was a little hesitant. She had been following her grandma for more than ten years and had long liked to obey her grandma's arrangements. She was a little undecided for a moment.

"Brother, you won't come back, will you?" Zhao Ling'er had been feeling a palpitation since last night, so she read out the slightly sad poem. Now this feeling is getting stronger and stronger.

Ji Ping didn't know how to tell it, so he picked up Ling'er and stepped out: "Follow me, I will take you away, you can't stay here."

"Brother, please put it down quickly, grandma..." Zhao Ling'er was at a loss and confused. She really wanted to stay with Ji Ping, but she was a little hesitant.

Ji Ping understood her thoughts. After all, she had stayed here for more than ten years and depended on her grandma. It was normal for her to find it hard to accept it for a while.

But he was not used to this. He carried Ling'er out of Shuiyue Palace and went straight to the ferry. Along the way, the flowers, plants and monsters retreated automatically, and no one dared to step forward.

"Ancestor, give me some face and let me get on the boat." Ji Ping thought silently in his heart.

"Brother Ji, you've been away for two days. Hey, fairy!" The boatman was about to complain, but he saw the girl Ji Ping was holding, like a goddess descending to earth.

Ji Ping threw out a broken piece of silver: "Brother Mr. Boateng, please go back quickly."

"Okay." The boatman happily put away the money. What does the fairy daughter have to do with his misery? It was obviously Ji Ping who brought the beauty home.

Zhao Ling'er saw that Ji Ping was very nervous and even had sweat on her palms, so she forgot about the Shuiyue Palace.

"Brother, what are you worried about?" Zhao Ling'er held Ji Ping's hand and asked with concern.

"I'm afraid your grandma will come after you." Ji Ping lied and said with a smile, "Ling'er, don't worry, I'll have someone pick up grandma in two days."

"Yeah." Ling'er nodded and snuggled against Ji Ping. She had already left Fairy Island anyway, so what's the use of regretting it? Besides, she preferred to be by Ji Ping's side. This was a feeling that came from deep in her heart.

of trust and security.