Si Lei Zhenjun

"Brother Li, you killed this man alone. This is his storage bag, please keep it. It's just that... that demon cultivator's magic weapon inexplicably recognized me as its master. I will compensate you with spirit stones after we return to the sect."

Chu Xing handed the gray storage bag to Li Qinghe and said with an embarrassed look on his face.

Wang Sanyuan and Zhiqing both looked at Chu Xing in astonishment.

Li Qinghe's face was still as expressionless as an iceberg, he just uttered a few words coldly: "Okay, no need."

"Brother Li, can you still fly the sword?"

Chu Xing asked with concern.

"cannot."

Li Qinghe still cherishes words like gold.

Zhiqing's beautiful eyes flickered slightly, and she spoke coquettishly:

"My cultivation level is higher than yours, so why don't I fly my sword and lead Senior Brother Qinghe!"

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Senior Sister. We will now separate and flee. See you all in the Yunxiao Sect!"

After saying that, Chu Xingchao clasped his fists and bowed to the others, then glanced at the battlefield on Yu Wanwan's side.

The flames shot out by Yu Wanwan's colorful feather fan were all blocked by the big yellow umbrella, while the middle-aged man in the black robe hid inside the umbrella, casting eerie and strange spells from time to time.

Yu Wanwan could only control the Fire Owl to dodge in the air, but facing the spells with very tricky attack angles, she could not completely avoid them. There were many wounds on her body that were deep enough to see the bones, and it was obvious that she could not hold on for much longer.

However, they could not participate in this level of battle, and staying would only become a burden. Only when all four of them escaped could Yu Wanwan safely find an opportunity to escape.

Seeing that the three people had already flown in different directions, Chu Xing did not stop and quickly summoned his flying sword and chose a direction to fly away at full speed.

……

"Hey, I don't know what happened to Sanyuan and the others. Did they escape?"

"I thought this mission was just a quickie, but I almost lost my life."

"My mana has almost recovered. I estimate that this place is about a hundred miles away from Guiyun City. I can turn and head towards Yunxiao Sect now."

As the morning light broke, Chu Xing emerged from a stone cave. He used his magic power to dry the dew on his clothes, sighed softly, and murmured.

Dai Bao came out of the woods holding some red wild fruits and flew in front of Chu Xing as if to seek credit.

Chu Xing touched its head lovingly, took two, wiped them with his sleeve, and put them in its mouth.

"Daibao, come up, we are leaving!"

Chu Xing patted his shoulder, and Dai Bao rushed up with a "whoosh".

"Daibao, do you know which direction the Yunxiao Sect is in?"

Chu Xing had just stepped onto the flying sword when he suddenly realized a serious problem - he seemed to have no idea which direction the Yunxiao Sect was! He could only helplessly ask the little fox for help.

After all, old horses can recognize the way, and Daibao is a spiritual animal, so it is reasonable that he knows the way back.

“Ah…?”

Daibao's little face was full of confusion.

"It's the place where we came out with Yu Wanwan and the others. Do you know which direction it is?"

Chu Xing was afraid that Dai Bao didn't understand what Yunxiao Sect was, so he explained it again.

"Whoa, whoa..."

Daibao's eyes lit up, he nodded his head frantically, pointed his little paws in one direction, and flew into the air, looking like he was going to lead the way.

"Alright, I knew I hadn't raised you in vain. You fly first and I'll follow!"

Chu Xing was overjoyed. He didn't expect that Dai Bao actually knew it. He quickly flew up on his sword and followed Dai Bao.

"Daibao, fly slower!"

After flying for less than half a minute, Chu Xing found that even if he used all his strength to control the sword, he could not keep up with Dai Bao's speed, so he shouted to the front.

"Whoa, whoa..."

……

The moonlight is bright and the stars are dotted across the vast Gobi Desert.

"Daibao, are you sure you're on the right track? We've been flying for a whole day and haven't seen a single soul?"

Chu Xing held Dai Bao in his arms and stood on a mound in a Gobi canyon. All he could see was yellow earth, and only the occasional crow's cry could be heard in the silent night sky.

“Ohhhhhh…”

Daibao struggled out of Chu Xing's arms, gesturing with his claws, as if dissatisfied with Chu Xing's questioning.

"Okay, okay, I got it. I believe you!"

"Oh..."

"Where are we going next? If we go any further we'll be deep into the desert!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Daibao moved his nose, grabbed Chu Xing's clothes with his claws and was about to fly deep into the canyon.

"Hey, don't be impatient. You're about to tear my clothes. Just point the direction and I'll take you on my sword."

Chu Xing looked helpless. He grabbed Dai Bao and placed him on his shoulder, then flew into the canyon on his sword.

"Ohh ...

Daibao's little face had an anxious look, one paw kept pointing in a direction, and the other paw was scratching Chu Xing.

The canyon was desolate and lifeless. As far as the eye could see, there were only endless sand and earth mounds.

The cliffs on both sides are towering into the clouds, and the surface of the cliffs is as smooth as a mirror, with almost no trace of vegetation growing.

Occasionally you can see some cracks and caves, but they are also pitch black and bottomless.

The further Chu Xing flew with Dai Bao on his back, the narrower the canyon became.

When they had walked only a few feet into the canyon passage, Chu Xing saw an unconscious woman in a purple dress in the canyon and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Senior Sister Yu!"

Chu Xing quickly landed on the ground, used his fingers to check Yu Wanwan's breath, and found that she was still alive. Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then Chu Xing half-knelt and gently lifted Yu Wanwan up, letting her lean against his arms.

Her clothes were all stained with blood and her pretty face was pale.

There was a large cut on his back that extended from the back of his neck to his armpit, and there were countless small wounds on his body.

"Senior Sister Yu, wake up!"

Chu Xing gently shook Yu Wanwan's delicate body, but she showed no signs of waking up.

"It seems she won't wake up for a while. I don't know any medical skills, so I can only feed her some healing pills first."

Chu Xing pondered secretly, then took out the healing pill and clean water from the storage bag, crushed the pill into powder with his magic power, and put it into Yu Wanwan's mouth along with the clean water.

"Should I take off her clothes and apply medicine to her next? This is how it was done in my previous life's novels."

This thought suddenly popped up in Chu Xing's mind, and he couldn't stop it. After a long struggle between his conscience and his desires, he finally decided to be sociable. After all, being sociable is the most important thing in life!

"Senior Sister Yu, I'm sorry!"

Chu Xing said something to Yu Wanwan according to international conventions, took out a quilt from his storage bag, spread it on the ground, and let Yu Wanwan in his arms lie on the quilt on her side.

Then he stretched out his trembling hands and untied the white belt around her waist, then slowly took off her bloodstained purple coat and threw it on the ground. Looking at the exquisite white body in front of him, Chu Xing swallowed his saliva in frustration.

When he reached out again and was about to take off her inner jacket, Yu Wanwan's long eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her beautiful eyes, looking at Chu Xing with confusion.

"Senior Sister Yu, if I say I'm trying to apply medicine to your wound, would you believe me?"

Chu Xing's eyes dodged slightly as he looked at Yu Wanwan's exquisite and three-dimensional beautiful face and spoke weakly.

"This script is wrong. The key is that I forgot to take the medicine and the cloth strips in my hands. It's totally unconvincing."

Chu Xing cursed himself inwardly for being careless.

Unexpectedly, Yu Wanwan only nodded lightly with a pale face, and said in a weak and slightly shy voice: "Chu Xing, you...you turn around first, I will do it myself..."

"Okay, Senior Sister Yu, this is an external application medicine."

Chu Xing quickly took out the external ointment from the storage bag and handed it to Yu Wanwan without looking away. However, when he turned around, he secretly glanced at the beautiful scenery of Yu Wanwan out of the corner of his eye.

"Senior Sister Yu, why are you here?"

"After you left, I held off that demon cultivator for another incense stick of time before I used my secret technique to escape. Unexpectedly, that demon cultivator had a special tracking method and pursued me relentlessly the entire way. I exhausted all my life-saving trump cards before I could escape here."

"How about you? How did you find me?"

"After I escaped a hundred miles, I was always worried about Senior Sister Yu's safety, so I asked Daibao to bring me to find you. We searched for a whole day, and finally, God took pity and let us find you in this remote canyon!"

Chu Xing said sincerely.

"Whoa, whoa..."

Daibao echoed at the right time.

"Hehe, I didn't expect you to care about me so much. Ahem... do you have any improper thoughts about me?"

Yu Wanwan giggled, but her fluctuating emotions triggered the injuries in her body, and she coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Senior Sister Yu, are you okay?"

Chu Xing turned around with a look of concern on his face, and gently brushed his sleeve across her lips, taking away the glaring red color.

Yu Wanwan's eyes flickered slightly, a blush appeared on her cheeks, as if a trace of color had returned to her. Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's:

"You...turn away, don't look!"

Looking at the shy look of the woman in front of him, compared to her usual domineering behavior of calling herself "sister", Chu Xing secretly found it funny:

"You're no different from those innocent little white flowers in my past life who liked to dress up as if they were mature."

"Senior Sister Yu, it's not convenient for you to apply the medicine on the wound on your back yourself. Why don't I help you?"

Chu Xing acted as if he didn't hear anything. He reached out his hand for the medicine bottle in Yu Wanwan's hand. Seeing that Yu Wanwan didn't dodge, he successfully took the bottle from Yu Wanwan's hand.

"Senior Sister Yu, lie on the quilt so I can apply the medicine on you. You also need to take off your inner coat. Don't worry, I won't look around."

Yu Wanwan turned over shyly, with her back facing Chu Xing. She didn't lie down, but simply unbuttoned her inner jacket and then stopped moving.

Chu Xing slowly removed her inner coat and clearly saw the deep wound on her snow-white back that was so deep that the bone could be seen. He gently stroked the edge of the wound with heartache. The moment Chu Xing's hand touched it, Yu Wanwan's delicate body trembled noticeably.

"Does it hurt, Senior Sister Yu?"

Yu Wanwan shook her head slightly.

"Okay, Senior Sister Yu, the medicine is applied, you can put on your clothes!"

Chu Xing turned around consciously and spoke softly.

"Chu Xing, turn around!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Xing immediately turned around and looked. Yu Wanwan had changed into a pink brocade double-breasted palace skirt, which made her snow-white and round legs look even longer. Her originally pale face had obviously become bright and charming with the light makeup on.

"Seventh Guardian, I didn't expect we would have such a pleasant surprise, haha!"

A middle-aged man in a black robe and a white-haired old woman flew down from the cliff of the canyon and landed behind Chu Xing and the other man.

Chu Xing and Yu Wanwan turned around immediately upon hearing the sound, and were both shocked when they saw the two men.

"Chu Xing, I'll hold them back while you use the life-saving methods given to you by your seniors and quickly escape. You might even be able to escape with your life!"

Yu Wanwan looked determined, holding a colorful feather fan in her hand, and spoke anxiously.

A faint warmth spread in Chu Xing's heart when he heard this, but he really had no way to save his life. He couldn't even defeat the middle-aged demon cultivator Yu Wanwan in her prime, let alone the old woman next to him.

Judging from the fawning look on the middle-aged demon cultivator's face, it's obvious that his cultivation is several levels higher. Since he can't escape, he might as well leave a good impression on the woman in front of him!