Male Supporting Strategy [Quick Transmigration]

It took only a moment for the sprite to pounce, Zhao Bai missed the best opportunity to dodge, and it was inevitable, not to mention his current legs seemed to be rooted in the mud under his feet.

The sprite in front of him instantly enlarged, and Zhao Bai could clearly see the trajectory of its hair from root to tip, and even the shape of the leaf dregs on it could be seen clearly.The cold black air all over the sprite brushed over Zhao Bai's naked/exposed face, bringing up goose bumps, and the dull pain when the black air penetrated into the skin, Zhao Bai couldn't move under his feet, so he had to keep using some spells The small fairy art with a short condensing time resists.

However, the fairy art in Zhao Bai's hands has never stopped, and the sprites are still getting closer and closer to him. Just when a person and a beast are about to "skin to skin", a straight lightning strike hits the sprites in the back, smashing It fell on its side.

Zhao Bai looked sideways and saw Tang Jingtong panting with one hand hugging his belly and the other pointing his hand. It was obvious that Tang Jingtong had saved him just now.

Being used to being pitted by the protagonists of various worlds, and being rescued once in a while, Zhao Bai was grateful and moved a little, and realized that his mobility had recovered, so he quickly turned around and staggered away from the sprite.

All that happened just now happened in a few seconds, and the rest of the people present were stunned by the sudden jump of the sprite, until they were awakened by Tang Jingtong's direct lightning blast, and the few people who were nearby swarmed up and surrounded the sprite.

The power of several people fell down, and Tang Jingtong's straight thunder just injured his roots. In a few seconds, the sprite disappeared on the spot and turned into a cloud of black mist.

Zhao Bai looked at the monster who almost killed him just now, and now he was in a cloud of mist, he hesitated in his heart, and before he had time to think about it, Xie Jiangge hurried over to support him.

"What happened just now?" Xie Jiangge's tone was puzzled with fear.

Shaking his head in puzzlement, Zhao Bai said truthfully, "I don't know why, but I can't move all of a sudden."

When the two were talking, Tang Jingtong, who had spent a lot of energy in a short period of time just now, felt a little weak. After he recovered, Tang Jingtong also came over. Hearing this, he and Xie Jiangge looked at each other and frowned at the same time.

The other disciples of Qingcang Peak who heard the conversation around them also had strange faces, and each was puzzled. After pondering for a few moments, Tang Jingtong had an idea: "Maybe it's because you were attacked by monsters?"

Glancing at Tang Jingtong, Zhao Bai shook his head, still wondering in his heart, he is not the kind of person who is as timid as a mouse or even gives up food because of choking, Tang Jingtong's reason is unreasonable, besides, he didn't have a trace of fear or desire to shrink back at that time, it couldn't be that he was attacked sequelae.

"No." Seeing Zhao Bai's expression of disapproval, Tang Jingtong quickly explained, "What I mean is that your anomaly just now may be a side effect of being suppressed by sprites. Yesterday in front of the gate of Yunhai Mountain, we While supporting the disciples from the various peaks to repel those monsters, the outer disciples on the front ground also remained motionless, looking at us with dull expressions."

The rest of the people were thinking carefully about the fact that Tang Jingtong's proposal might be subversive news. Zhao Bai still felt it was weird. In the original story line, Tang Jingtong also ran into a group of sprites and escaped alone. The situation at that time could be regarded as being suppressed. Sexual assault, but Tang Jingtong did not have his symptoms afterwards.

Even if Tang Jingtong swallowed a lot of pills in his space because his arm was scratched and he was afraid of death, it still couldn't fully explain it.

If the reason is not from sprites, then...

Zhao Bai raised his head and looked around at the surrounding Qingcang Peak people, with no abnormal expressions on their faces. While hesitating, Xie Jiangge suddenly said, "Jing Tong's words make sense. The sprites are evil beasts formed by the evil thoughts of immortal cultivators. It is also reasonable to control the mind with the real energy of a person, besides, your spirit was the most susceptible to be affected by your body at that time."

Saying that, Xie Jiangge looked at Zhao Bai with an apology on his face.

Looking at Xie Jiangge for a few times, Zhao Bai lowered his eyelids. Xie Jiangge has conquered the Monster Valley for decades, and he is the most familiar immortal cultivator among the people present and even the entire Eastern Shenzhou. He said so, and it should be possible.

However, Zhao Bai always felt that something was wrong. Regarding such an important issue as the protagonist's enemy in the second half, why was it not mentioned in the original story line?

Moreover, before he realized that he couldn't move, he didn't feel any part of his body being affected.

But now the real reason can't be found out in a short time, saying this is just to add haze to everyone's heart, and even mistrust each other, Zhao Bai nodded and didn't say any more.

Xie Jiangge patted Zhao Bai's shoulder, stood up and began to organize the disciples of Qingcang Peak to take action, while Tang Jingtong followed suit and was about to reach out to touch Zhao Bai's head, but Zhao Bai pinched his wrist and pressed it, making his teeth bared in pain grin.

"Hey! You're doing this to your savior!" Tang Jingtong yelled, out of breath.

Zhao Bai smiled, and stretched out his hand to touch Tang Jingtong's neatly combed head. Seeing that Tang Jingtong was wearing the hairband he chose yesterday, his movements became a little heavier.

"Thank you."

Struggling to escape from Zhao Bai's hand, Tang Jingtong blushed when he heard this thank you, and turned his eyes away.

"What are you being polite about?" He muttered softly.

Zhao Bai was suddenly attacked by a sprite, which taught the rest of the group a lesson. The poisonous weeds covered the sky in the sprite valley, and at the same time covered the traces of the sprite. Apart from the sound of the friction between the poisonous weed and the hair that might have been covered by the crowd, it was impossible to judge the sprite. The ghosts come and go, if you go in rashly, you may never return.

For the sake of safety, and considering that the fire may cause poisonous gas to float to the village at the foot of Yunhai Mountain, Xie Jiangge directed hundreds of people on Qingcang Peak to cut the poisonous weeds. One of them ate the pills provided by Tang Jingtong and cut off the poisonous weeds from the roots, and the remaining third defended against external attacks and stood by for rotation.

The actual concentration of the poisonous weeds in the Sprite Valley is even more dense than it looks from the outside. Hundreds of people mowed it with the highest efficiency for two full days. Take the pills and send them to the temporary wooden house built by Yunhai Mountain at the edge of the Yaoyao Valley for a rest.

The poisonous weeds were cleared away, and the sprite valley showed a different look from two days ago. It was no longer an upside-down bird's nest covered by poisonous weeds. A stream of black smoke came out, and the poisonous insects circled and squirmed, occupying all the places where they could get down. Surrounded by the poisonous insects, the monsters looked at the immortal cultivators wearing gray-blue Taoist robes in the sky or underground, like a hungry tiger staring at food.

Hundreds of people exchanged glances with their neighbors and jumped down. Tang Jingtong, who was regarded as a pharmacist, and Zhao Baimei, who was regarded as a mentally injured person, came to the rear.

In the valley is different from mowing grass outside the valley, you can take a rest when you are tired and change to another group of people. In the valley, three people act in a team, and the teams are scattered. Evil beasts are best at taking advantage of people's hearts. If they find out that you are lax and taking advantage of loopholes, it will not only drag down the life of one person, but the life of three people in the team.

The expedition to the sprite valley was originally for experience, Xie Jiangge cut off the first sprite in the valley to boost morale, and then retreated to the end to form a group with Zhao Bai and Tang Jingtong.After hearing that Zhao Bai and Tang Jingtong were going to the King of Monsters' lair, they were taken aback for a while, and after a few reprimands for their recklessness, they did not stop them.

There are gray-blue robes and headbands flying everywhere in the spooky valley, and the glowing blue sword energy or fairy art left behind is actually more dangerous than the sprite's attack. The annual foreign expedition is described by Qing Cangfeng as a grand and dangerous scene , Now I have experienced nothing but this, jumping wildly in front, walking in the back, falling into the last team of Zhao Bai and the three, not even pulling out/drawing out the saber around the waist during the whole process, except for Xie Jiangge who was nervous about his disciples, Zhao Bai and Tang Jingtong seemed to be out of season .

By the time the group of people arrived at the sprite king's lair, it was already the eighth day since they left Yunhai Mountain.

The four walls of the lair are in the shape of a circle, enclosing the most central residence in the arms, leaving only a thin line of gaps to enter and exit, and looking at the sky from the gaps, the sky is like a thin line.

The first to arrive at the front of the line snorted, and then hundreds of people moved out of the way to both sides.

Zhao Bai and Tang Jingtong looked at Xie Jiangge together, and Xie Jiangge was also puzzled.

"In the past, in order to protect the safety of the disciples, I never went deep into the sprite king's lair. I usually only came here once every ten years when the Twelve Peak Lords went abroad. The last time was eight years ago, and I don't know what the situation is now."

With doubts, the three of them walked through the path made by the disciples of Qingcang Peak, and they were all astonished when they saw the situation inside the lair.

There is only a piece of dead grass in the lair, and the monster king is nowhere to be seen.

"Could it be that there hasn't been a sprite king in the past eight years?" Xie Jiangge questioned.

Although it was a question, no one answered it. He was the only one who had been to the sprite king's lair here. If he didn't know, the others didn't know.

Hundreds of people in the lair looked around, but they couldn't see any traces of sprites, not even a sliver of black energy around them, but this place was so weird that no one dared to go forward first.

"Is that Xing Vanilla?" Zhao Bai suddenly pointed to the wall in front and asked Tang Jingtong.

As soon as Zhao Bai entered the lair, he saw a row of herbs growing on the front wall. He planned to pick them together with Tang Jingtong when everyone had recuperated and rested. atmosphere of.

As for the disappearance of the sprite king, he remembered that in the original story line, the sprite king was indeed missing here.The two souls and five souls returned to the body, which restored Zhao Bai's body to normal, but also disrupted Zhao Bai's original memory, and some details in the original story line were washed away. Can not remember.

Since you can't remember, there's no need to be obsessed with memory.

Tang Jingtong lowered his head in thought, Zhao Bai suddenly asked, he was taken aback for a moment, then raised his head to observe the grass on the wall carefully, and when he turned around, his eyes lit up: "That's right!"

Zhao Bai nodded, and jumped up before everyone could react, causing a burst of exclamation.

Tang Jingtong, whose eyes were still shining and excited, jumped up angrily: "What are you doing? Why are you so reckless!"

Zhao Bai took the time to wave his hand at Tang Jingtong, but the rising movement didn't stop. Zhao Bai himself didn't know why he was in such a hurry. He subconsciously always felt that he needed to hurry up, as if something was too late.

Thinking of this, Zhao Bai's heartbeat speeded up like a lightning strike and then returned to normal, and he panicked for a while.

"Be careful around you! These four walls are the same color as sprites!" Tang Jingtong was still worried, and yelled at Zhao Bai again.

Subconsciously following Tang Jingtong's voice, he turned his head to look around, Zhao Bai looked around and found nothing, when he turned his head to pick the row of herbs, two dots the size of copper bells flashed across Zhao Bai's arms. The cold light passed.