There's something wrong with the general.

Lu Tong screamed miserably and collapsed to the ground, clutching his stomach and shouting in panic: "My Qi Hai, my Qi Hai."

Su Yan snorted coldly and walked towards the black python.

Wen Yuxi was slightly stunned and shocked by Su Yan's ruthlessness.

But in the final analysis, it was Lu Tong's own fault.

He sighed, wondering what kind of bloody storm Su Yan's decision would stir up.

As far as he knew, Lu Tong also had a genius brother who was in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

If he knew that his brother's qi sea had been destroyed and he had become a disabled person, he would probably come to seek revenge.

It seems that I have to build the foundation as soon as possible!

Wen Yuxi glanced at Lu Tong, who was lying on the ground struggling like a pile of mud, and watched coldly.

He turned around and went to look for the helper he had found, a man named Qi.

Unexpectedly, there was no trace of that person.

I guess he didn't expect things to turn out like this, so he took advantage of the chaos to leave.

It's better to leave. If he attacks desperately, I will probably not be his match.

Wen Yuxi put away the Hanxing Sword and walked towards Su Yan.

Su Yan was casting a spell to extract a drop of blood from his body, and controlled his spiritual power to drill into the python's forehead.

It seems that Jiang Ling agreed to sign a master-servant contract with Su Yan.

The contract coverage method he mentioned was what the spirit of the weapon had just told him.

If successful, even if Lu Tong died, he would only be seriously injured and his life would not be in danger.

After the drop of blood entered the python's forehead, it suddenly disappeared.

After a while, Wen Yuxi asked in a low voice: "Is it possible?"

Su Yan showed a strange expression on his face, and then nodded.

Wen Yuxi breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he could succeed.

At this time, Su Yan squatted down, placed his palm on the python's wound, and treated it.

An unusually bright white light emanated from his palm, and the wound pierced by the sword left a hole that had not healed.

Su Yan smiled bitterly, placed his palm on the scales and gently stroked them, mumbling, "I'm sorry."

Seeing this, Wen Yuxi comforted him, "Su Yan, take Senior Brother Jiang Ling back first. He needs to rest and recuperate from his injuries."

After thinking for a while, he took out a small bottle of medicine given by his senior brother from his Qiankun bag.

"Take this, I'll go back to Yuping Mountain first. Senior Brother... uh, he's still waiting for me."

Wen Yuxi touched his nose and glanced into the jungle.

Just one glance and I was stunned.

Zhiming was wearing a black robe and standing on a tree in the distance, looking over here.

Seeing Wen Yuxi looking at her, her eyebrows slightly raised, her eyes blinked, her posture was elegant, and her appearance was unparalleled, which made people stare at her in a daze.

Wen Yuxi felt a warmth in his heart and swallowed.

From the senior brother's perspective, everything below is in full view.

I guess his fight just now was seen by his senior brother.

"Wen Yuxi? Wen Yuxi? Why are you shivering? Let's go." Su Yan frowned and shouted coldly.

Wen Yuxi quickly turned his gaze away from him.

Su Yan, the invisible rich man, has made another flying magic weapon, a small boat.

Jiang Ling had returned to human form and was lying on his back on the boat with a pale face.

Su Yan knelt on the boat, holding his head, and his face looked very unhappy.

Wen Yuxi waved at him: "Go back soon, I'm leaving too."

After Su Yan left, Wen Yuxi walked up to Lu Tong.

The groaning in his mouth had stopped, and he was lying on the ground, staring at him with resentment.

Wen Yuxi said coldly, "If you four want revenge, you can come find me at Yuping Mountain. Zhiming is my senior brother, and the Supreme Elder is my master. I'll be waiting!"

After he finished speaking, he used the Moon-Stepping Technique and disappeared into the jungle.

The angry curses continued behind him: "A bunch of trash, trash!"

"What Senior Brother Lu said is not right. Who is the waste now?"

"Yes, we brothers have risked our lives for you, and yet we still have to endure your scolding. Brothers, let's go!"

"Get out, all of you!"

Wen Yuxi paused and shook his head, thinking that evil will be punished by evil.

He jumped onto the tree trunk where his senior brother had just stood.

Huh? Where's my brother?

At this moment, a slender hand suddenly stretched out from the bushes, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him into a slightly cool embrace.

Wen Yuxi sniffed and it was a familiar smell.

He grabbed the man's clothes at the waist with both hands and shouted happily, "Brother!"

"Ah."

Zhiming picked him up and dropped him onto the flying sword, then he soared into the sky like an arrow.

"Returning to Yuping Mountain?"

Wen Yuxi shook his head frantically: "Brother, do you still remember what you said last time? If I perform well, you must agree to one condition."

Zhiming rubbed his chin against the top of his head and pulled him closer to him, almost fitting perfectly.

He whispered, "Well, you say."

Wen Yuxi looked at the two people standing so close to each other, and felt a little breathless.

He couldn't help but laugh and cry. How could his senior brother have forgotten what he said before? They were in the sect, so Feixing just needed to hold his arm.

Forget it, forget it. After he builds his foundation, he can learn to fly with a sword.

She looked up at him expectantly and said, "I have two days off now, Senior Brother, why don't you accompany me home?"

"Go home?" Zhiming was slightly startled and whispered, "Isn't Yuping Mountain your home?"

Uh, why do you think so, brother?

Wen Yuxi hugged his arm and explained hurriedly, "Yuping Mountain is of course our home, but my home in the capital is also my home. I came here in a hurry and didn't send a letter. I'm afraid my family thought I was missing too."

Zhiming lowered his eyes and stared at him quietly, without saying a word.

Wen Yuxi thought he disagreed, so she shook his arm and said softly, "Brother, please accompany me. The journey is so long. If I go alone, will you be at ease? If you go with me, we can go and come back quickly. It won't take more than two days."

His arms were shaken slowly, and Zhiming's heart floated like a small boat.

His lowered phoenix eyes flickered, and he opened his thin lips and said, "Wouldn't it be a waste of practice?"

Wen Yuxi felt that there was hope after hearing this, so he immediately tried again.

"Brother, you told me the truth about haste making waste. It's only a two-day rest. Besides, we can practice while traveling, so it can't be considered a waste of time."

"Yeah." Zhiming replied softly.

Wen Yuxi's eyes lit up and he was suddenly ecstatic.

Standing on the sword, he stomped his toes down on the sword, jumped up, and gave him a bear hug.

She put her hands around his neck, put her lips close to Zhiming's ear, and said happily, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

There was heat and a slight itch around the earlobe, and the tip of the ear moved slightly, gradually becoming covered with a thin layer of red.

Zhiming slowly closed his eyes and let the spirit sword rush out of the sect.

I held the warm body tightly in my arms, and my heart was burning.

Junior Brother, you can't escape...

After Wen Yuxi calmed down, she put down her hands and turned over in his arms.

Looking at the night view of Jiuxuan Gate.

The sky was a thick blue, the moon was hidden and the stars were falling, and below was a dark ocean.

Looking at it now, I feel another way.

With the company of senior brothers and friends around me, my cultivation is progressing steadily.

Everything went so smoothly.

Wen Yuxi held Zhiming's palm, suddenly raised his chin, smiled with his eyes curved, and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

Thank you, brother, for coming to my side!