Leading the entire sect to victory, this useless girl amazed the world of cultivation!

The Hanging Water Qilin felt like it was in trouble. It had just come out for a stroll, intending to find some Void Monsters to feast on, when it suddenly smelled the scent of Beast Heart Sacred Grass and followed it on and on...

Suddenly, he was swallowed up by someone and dragged here.

This stinky mud thing even said that it should be used as a mount for the little girl in front of it?

What a daydream!

The Hanging Water Qilin snorted angrily, and its magical power descended from the sky, instantly crushing the slime into a pile of mud.

"Little Mud!"

Ji Wushuang was shocked and rushed forward to save the little guy, but was lazily pulled away by the Xuanshui Qilin's tail, causing Ji Wushuang and the little mud to fall into the ground together, raising endless smoke and dust, which was so dense that it was impossible to get them out.

This was not enough to vent its anger. The gem-like eyes of the Qilin finally looked at Feng Ying, ready to deal with her as well, but found that she was a blind cripple.

"Tsk."

The Hanging Water Qilin cannot be killed by just anyone.

It is not its turn to deal with such a disabled person.

It’s just that this person looks so familiar?

The Xuanshui Qilin blinked and stared at Fengying again and again. Suddenly, he remembered something, and condensed his energy and blew it towards Fengying, crushing the cloth wrapped around her eyes into powder. He could finally see Fengying's face clearly.

"Feng Ying! It's you!"

Ancestor, please be above me!

How did Feng Ying end up like this?!

Feng Ying stood straight as ever, and said calmly, "Feng Ying is my name?"

Xuanshui Qilin's pupils shrank, and instead of approaching, he took two steps back, saying warily, "Fengying, what are you playing at? Were those little girls and the rotten mud just now your servants?"

As Xuanshui Qilin spoke, he looked in the direction of Ji Wushuang, wondering if Feng Ying would go crazy if he beat Ji Wushuang into a pulp with his tail.

"No."

no.

Not good.

Xuanshui Qilin was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard Feng Ying say, "That's my disciple."

Xuanshui Qilin: "???"

Damn, why are you panting when you talk?

It's over.

Xuanshui Qilin quickly summoned Sanguang Xuanshui to pick up Ji Wushuang, thinking that by piecing things together, he should be able to return a complete disciple to Feng Ying. However, he never expected that there was a movement from Shenchu's side first, "crackling".

Hanging Water Qilin: "!!!"

It had heard that Feng Ying, as one of the three emperors of the human race, had a "puppetry technique" that was almost beyond the control of heaven. Could it be that she had transformed her apprentice into an immortal puppet?

No way?

So brutal?

The Hanging Water Qilin was just wondering when one of its hands reached the edge of the crack, almost causing its scales to explode.

"Feng Ying, you really turned your apprentice into a puppet! No wonder you've become this inhuman, half-ghostly form. Is this the backlash of heaven?"

A faint voice came from the deep pit.

"Senior, I'm not dead."

As Ji Wushuang crawled out with a grunt, his body unharmed, the impact this brought to the Hanging Water Qilin was even more terrifying than when Feng Ying made Ji Wushuang into a puppet.

"You, you, you...you're not hurt?!"

Ji Wushuang brushed off the dirt on his body, then looked at the little mud that had shrunk considerably and was now nestled obediently in his arms. He sighed softly, bowed respectfully to the Xuanshui Qilin, and said, "Thank you for your concern, Senior. I'm fine... It was my little mud that offended you, Senior. Please forgive me."

Xuanshui Qilin was dumbfounded after confirming that Ji Wushuang was really "unharmed", and thought to himself that this little girl was worthy of being the disciple of Feng Ying, the pervert!

How could one achieve such incredible physical strength without any spiritual energy? Is this a realm that can be achieved through physical training alone?

Tsk tsk tsk, it turns out that a madman’s apprentice is also a madman.

Also, does it care about you?

Think beautiful!

Xuanshui Qilin curled his lips and said unhappily, "Never mind. Your master and I are old acquaintances, so I won't bother with your blasphemy."

"Thank you, senior."

The Hanging Water Qilin proudly swung its tail and said, "Well, since there's nothing else to do, I'll leave now. You guys can have fun by yourselves."

As for saving Feng Ying, Xuanshui Qilin never even thought about it. It was not like it had nothing to do after eating. If it took the initiative to interfere in other people's cause and effect, it would be in big trouble.

Xuanshui Qilin tried to run away, but before he could move, he looked down and found that Fengying's ugly disciple was holding his hind legs tightly.

"Let go of this Qilin."

"Senior, you and my master are acquainted with each other. I beg you to do me a favor and send us to Kunling Continent, is that possible?"

"What is Kunling Continent? I've never heard of it. This Qilin is busy, so you guys go there on your own."

As it said this, it tried to pull its legs again, but still couldn't move.

Xuanshui Qilin: "???"

Good guy!

Is this disciple Feng Ying the incarnation of Xiangliu?

Holding people so tightly!

"Let go of this beast!"

"No, unless you send us there, Senior!"

Xuanshui Qilin was almost laughing out of anger. If this little scoundrel was not Feng Ying's apprentice, it would have kicked him with its hoof long ago.

"Do you think you can threaten this Qilin?!"

Ji Wushuang also risked his life: "I know I can't, but I'm not afraid. After all, I have thick skin and flesh, and you can't get rid of me!"

"presumptuous!"

Xuanshui Qilin was really angry this time. It roared a soul-soothing Qilin roar and rushed towards Ji Wushuang. This could have made Ji Wushuang herself look like a fool. Unexpectedly, a supreme divine consciousness suddenly appeared in front of Ji Wushuang, protecting her tightly and steadily blocking Xuanshui Qilin's soul-soothing magical power.

this! ! !

The pupils of the Hanging Water Qilin trembled slightly as it stared at Feng Ying quietly.

"Have you achieved a breakthrough and become a Saint?"

Feng Ying smiled and said, "It entered and it didn't enter."

Xuanshui Qilin immediately understood what Feng Ying meant. It must be that her spirit became a saint after being attacked, but her body was a half-dead "waste", so it naturally could not be considered a saint.

It is so difficult for humans to become saints.

Otherwise, there wouldn’t be only half-saints after so many years.

The Xuanyuan Emperor was a semi-saint, as were the three emperors of the human race. And then there were those old monsters hiding in the dark, and the sword cultivators who had shone so brilliantly in Guixu back then, and so on, all of them were semi-saints...

Half-Saint, Xuanshui Qilin can choose not to save him. After all, the fight between Half-Saints is not over yet. The human race has an agreement with other races that outsiders are not allowed to interfere in the "Struggle for the Supreme Saint", which is the "internal affairs" of the human race.

But Feng Ying's "situation"...

Feng Ying is very likely the one closest to the "Saint Level"!

Is it going to watch her perish due to internal strife?

It remembered that the swordsman from that year also died due to internal strife, what a pity.

The Xuanshui Qilin was silent for a moment, then said, "In that case, I will reluctantly help you this time and send you to Kunling." As it spoke, it swung its hind legs. Seeing that Ji Wushuang was still clinging to it tightly, it said angrily, "Why don't you let go, little girl?"

Ji Wushuang said nothing, but simply looked at Feng Ying. The latter smiled helplessly, used her spiritual sense to gently pick up Ji Wushuang and placed her on the ground, brushed away the dust from her temples, and said with a smile, "Although I, Master, have no memories, I'm sure His Excellency Qilin will not break his promise. Don't worry, the majestic Qilin is a beast of his word. How could he lie to a little girl like you? He will definitely send us to Kunling himself."

"Really? Will the old man personally take us there?"

"Of course, silly boy."

"Will it still keep us safe? Until you recover?"

"Of course, silly boy."

"Well, that old man is so good! He is worthy of being the most glorious and majestic, the most righteous and selfless, the most auspicious and benevolent, the most caring and compassionate god of beasts among the beast tribe!"

"Of course, silly boy."

The master and the disciple kept talking to each other, putting compliments on Xuanshui Qilin's head one after another, blocking Xuanshui Qilin's retreat.

The more Xuanshui Qilin listened, the darker his face became.

"Hey, hey, hey? That's enough, you two! When did this Qilin say I would keep you safe until Fengying recovers? Are you kidding me? This Qilin never said that..."

"Senior, senior! You are the auspicious beast that helps the whole world! Please don't abandon us!" Ji Wushuang's eyes turned red, his mouth pursed, and he howled in his little voice, and once again hugged the hind legs of the Xuanshui Qilin.

The force was so great that Xuanshui Qilin suspected that his legs were broken by her!

Xuanshui Qilin: "@￥@￥%"

Holy shit, what did this little girl eat to be so strong!!!

"Let me go!"

"Don't let go, Senior... wuwu..."

"Why are you howling? This Qilin is not dead yet!"

“Senior!”

"Don't come over here! Your snot is disgusting!"

“Senior!”

"Get away, get away from this Qilin!"

……

It escapes.

She chased.

It can't fly away even if it has wings.

Until both the man and the Qilin were out of breath, Xuanshui Qilin finally succumbed to Ji Wushuang's tears (snot) attack, "Okay, okay, this Qilin will protect you, okay!"

Xuanshui Qilin secretly looked at Fengying's condition. Although he didn't know how she became so miserable, there seemed to be a very strong aura in her body that could stimulate her vitality.

Feng Ying's body will be fully recovered in a hundred years at most.

A hundred years is just a nap for the Qilin clan.

When Ji Wushuang heard Xuanshui Qilin's promise, he immediately stopped hugging her thighs, stopped crying, and stopped sniffing. He stood up and saluted Xuanshui Qilin.

"Don't worry, senior. I will never forget your kindness."

Xuanshui Qilin rolled his eyes and said, "No, you'd better forget it sooner rather than later. This Qilin can't bear it."

After saying that, the Qilin in the water transformed from a giant beast with a majestic head, auspicious appearance, solemn appearance and covered with colorful auspicious clouds into a gray and ugly monster, which surprised Ji Wushuang.

"Ah? This..."

No?

Who can be intimidated by your honor?

A gray, scraggly puppy?

The Xuanshui Qilin cursed, "This Qilin... ahem, what's wrong with me? I'm telling you, outsiders can't interfere in the battle for the Supreme Saint of the human race, don't you know? Your master's situation is ultimately an internal struggle within the human race. According to the laws of each race, if we interfere, it would be a grave offense."

Therefore, Xuanshui Qilin's secret protection of them was already an act of "overstepping the line"!

This was the first time Ji Wushuang had heard of such a rule. She secretly glanced at Feng Ying, who nodded at her, "Senior Qilin is absolutely right."

Ji Wushuang: “…”

Let’s do it.

A sloppy puppy is better than no puppy at all.

Ji Wushuang quickly forced out a sweet smile: "Thank you, senior!"

Hanging Water Qilin: "..."

You don't have to thank me if it's so reluctant.

So, the sloppy trio officially teamed up!

The Xuanshui Qilin looks like a puppy on the outside, but it is very proud in its heart. It will never allow Ji Wushuang and Feng Ying to sit on its back. It rummages in the space and finally takes out a piece of board of unknown origin.

"Come, sit on it, and I will pull you."

Ji Wushuang: “…”

Is a sloppy puppy pulling a sled more stylish than a sloppy puppy as a mount?

Ji Wushuang didn't understand, but Ji Wushuang respected.

She carefully helped Feng Ying sit up, and then she sat down beside Feng Ying, "Senior, we are ready."

"When you meet someone later, remember not to call me senior, okay?"

"What are you shouting about?"

"up to you."

Under the hooves of the Qilin hanging in the water, oh, now it is under its claws. With a wave of its claws, the laws retreated immediately. It took the initiative to pick up the rope of the wooden crowbar and jumped into the void.

The tail was swaying left and right, and the furry butt was also swaying left and right. Seeing Ji Wu's hands itching, he even had the urge to shout "Go".

Cough cough cough, it’s okay to think about it. If she really shouts it out, Xuanshui Qilin will definitely abandon her and her master and disciple in the void.

Just when Mu Qiao was about to rush out of Wuxing, a magic net suddenly appeared and covered Ji Wushuang and the other two from all directions!

The Dharma Net is engraved with Taoist texts, shining brightly and possessing boundless magical power.

A series of cold figures appeared and disappeared behind the French Open. Ji Wushuang took a quick look and found that the strength of the people coming was no less than Ji Xin.

——Heavenly City!!!

Damn!

It must be Wuming’s disappearance that aroused the vigilance of Tianci City.

Ji Wushuang's eyes darkened, and he was about to hit Meng Hong to respond, but the magic net suddenly caught fire, and with the force of lightning and thunder, it attacked the void -

"Ah ah ah..."

Ji Wushuang heard a series of piercing screams. It turned out that the French Open's formation was being attacked?!

Ji Wushuang stopped drawing his sword and looked at the sloppy puppy in disbelief.

"Senior, is that you?"

"laugh."

The sloppy puppy's eyes were full of disdain, and he said lazily: "Look at you, you are so ignorant, making a fuss, hold on tight."

"Oh!"

In the eyes of the people in Tianci City, this scene was just... a sloppy little dog kicked its hind legs and disappeared into the void, dragging the big beggar and the little beggar with it.

People from Tianci City: “???”

"No...what was that just now?"

"Beggars and dogs?"

"Who was the one who broke the Sky-clearing Net?"

"I don't know..."

It can't be that beggar and the dog, right?!

"Should we chase them then?"

A tall figure slowly walked out from the darkness, blood still dripping from the corner of his mouth. "Don't chase them, they are not them."

"Sir, are you okay?"

"It's okay..." Ji Yan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "The dog just now had the breath of the beast god..."

"Uh, why did the being with the breath of the beast god come back here?"

"Don't forget, this is the Colosseum."

Everyone was silent.

The Colosseum is naturally a place where people slaughter beasts for fun.

Although they are fighting against the fallen "monsters" despised by the beastmen, what if there are strong ones in the beastmen who dislike them?

"Then Mr. Wuming..."

Ji Yan didn't know what he was thinking of, and sneered, "It's okay, Wuming will come back."

As long as the "heart" of the Immortal Sword Master is still in Tianci City, it will come back no matter how much the world changes.