Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 374: Loyalty and Blood (End of this Volume)

Inside the stone chamber, the curling white mist had long been violently dispersed, and the fire starter in Lady Canghua's hand slowly dropped.

The firelight was dim, but suddenly it went out without wind. A heavy and depressing atmosphere spread out thickly along with endless darkness.

The Donghuang fragments and the Cuojin Boshan furnace are all there. There is no need to make any so-called alliance when encircling the three people. Now it all depends on who can grab the Nine Bells first and escape. The only person you can trust is yourself.

There was no light in front of him, but it was not difficult for Wu Kui to see. He looked around with his peripheral vision and found that the only exit seemed to be the stone steps behind him, and there was no mechanism around that could open the secret door.

If they could block the exit, whoever wanted to escape with the Nine Bells would have to get past them first.

Anyone who is affected by the Donghuang Bell in the dark room will inevitably suffer a sudden reduction in strength, but as long as they come out of the dark room and recover their strength, they can block the door and chop people like cutting vegetables... Whoever can occupy the stone steps will be invincible.

The time, the place and the people are all right. The stone steps behind you are the 'right place'.

Thinking of this, the three people who surrounded them almost took a few steps back at the same time. As a result, the stone steps were narrow, less than ten feet, and the three people almost touched each other's buttocks. They had to dodge to the side, which looked a bit funny.

If they want to fight for this advantageous location, the three of them will inevitably have to fight first, but wouldn't that just give Zhao Wumian an advantage?
The three of them fell silent, all looking for an opportunity.

Zhao Wumian looked at Xiao Lengyue... Is there really no other way?
Xiao Lengyue shook her head slightly. She and Shen Xiangge had been concentrating on searching. After hesitating for a few seconds, she spoke a few words to Zhao Wumian in secret.

Zhao Wumian listened quietly. The Zhan Yan hairpin and the glass lamp clenched in his hands were emitting a faint fluorescent light, becoming the only two faint sources of light.

After hearing this, he frowned, casually stuffed the four colored glaze jades into the hands of the two women on his left and right, and then grasped the hilt of the knife.

He still has a high fever and his head is dizzy. If a fight really breaks out, I'm afraid he will be much weaker than Xiao Lengyue and Empress Canghua... It's better to leave him to the protection of the two women.

Xiao Lengyue and Lady Canghua immediately understood what he meant. They put the weapons in their arms, tightly gripped their weapons, and looked at the three people who surrounded them with cold eyes.

Not surprisingly, now we have to break through...

Choke————

In the tense atmosphere, Zhao Wumian was the first to draw his sword. The sword flashed, but his target was not the three people who were surrounded, but the stone platform behind him. The three people were so frightened that they didn't care about fighting for the advantage and looked at him in surprise.

The knife flashed like water and slid across the stone platform cleanly and neatly. Then the blade was lifted up, and half of the stone platform and the two nine bells on the top were suddenly thrown forward, like a heavy stone hitting the lake, causing waves to surge.

The three people who surrounded him could no longer remain silent and they all responded.

Zhenren Guiyi was the most seriously injured. He knew that he would not be able to succeed by force, so he immediately stepped back, hoping to seize the initiative.

Shaman Tian was arrogant and unruly. Even if Guiyi Zhenren was guarding the door to intercept him, he was confident that he could break out of the encirclement. He bent his legs and then suddenly straightened them, bounced up, and flew to grab the treasure first.

Only Mo Jingxue stood there, motionless, without even looking at the treasure she had been searching for for a long time. Instead, she cast her gaze at Zhao Wumian, her brows furrowed, not knowing what Zhao Wumian's intention was.

He soon found out.

Shamantian was in mid-air, his long boots stepping on the ceiling, his body crouching like a tiger, as if hanging upside down in the sky. He raised his hand to grab the Cuojin Boshan furnace flying in the air. In this posture, as long as he caught the Nine Bells, he could fly out in a moment.

His eyes were fixed on Zhao Wumian and the other two, guarding against them taking advantage of the situation to attack with their swords, but Zhao Wumian did not move. Instead, he gave him an inexplicable smile.

Shamantian suddenly felt something was wrong, but his hand had already touched the distorted air around the Cuojin Boshan furnace.

call out----

Shamantian suddenly rebounded and fell down, his feet touching the ground, but the Cuojin Boshan furnace in the air still slid through the air along the arc just now and fell to the ground with a "bang" sound.

The Donghuang fragments that served as the base seemed to be stuck on it, like a tumbler carrying the wrong Jinboshan furnace, swaying left and right on the ground twice before regaining its center of gravity.

Tick-tock, tick-tock————

The sound of blood hitting the ground only then echoed faintly in the stone chamber. Shamantian lowered his eyes calmly, only to find that his hand had disappeared without a trace, as if it had been chopped off by someone. The cut was as smooth as a mirror, and blood was flowing.

Apart from the old injury that was previously involved, this was the first time that Shamantian's defense was broken and the first time he was injured.

The corners of Shamantian's mouth curled up imperceptibly, and he laughed in anger.

"No wonder your two women didn't take the Nine Bells and run away immediately after they found them. I thought they were infatuated and didn't want to abandon you, but I never thought that they couldn't..."

Xiao Lengyue and Lady Canghua must have tried to take the Nine Bells out of the stone chamber before, but they were more cautious and didn't touch them directly with their hands like Shamantian did...

Xiao Lengyue slowly pulled his sword out of the scabbard, but saw that the sharp blade had been broken in half... This was the price.

Be it flesh and blood, weapons, or internal energy, they are all the same under the might of heaven and earth of Jiuzhong.

If it were normal, maybe it could be touched, but now the power of the Cuojin Boshan furnace has leaked, and they want to call back the Four Glazed Jades... It is a sensitive period, so naturally it cannot be touched.

The Donghuang Bell, which serves as the base, has been inseparable from the inlaid gold Boshan furnace under the influence of a decade. It is inevitable that it will be affected a little bit, and it is the same. It cannot be touched, otherwise Zhao Wumian would not have made a special trip to cut the stone platform.

Since the stone platform was fine, it must be made of the same material as the underground palace... Then how could they take the inverted gold Boshan furnace away? Holding the stone platform carefully?

Are you kidding me? If you touch this thing, you will be injured. If you hold it, you will die. If you run away with it, if you encounter an accident and it is printed on your chest, you will definitely be unable to escape with a bloody hole.

Gui Yi was outside the dark room. Not long after he recovered his martial arts, he felt a sense of blockage sweeping over his body. He could not help but retreat several feet with an extremely ugly expression.

The Donghuang Bell is also suppressing indiscriminately within a certain range at this moment. Even if the Jinboshan furnace is not mentioned, just holding the Donghuang Bell will greatly reduce one's strength... How is it possible to escape with so many side effects?
The conditions of everyone in the field were not good, and their strengths were also about the same. Even if they ignored the Nine Bells and fought fiercely, it was feared that no one would be killed... But could they just retreat?
Thinking of this, everyone fell silent, and for a moment they lost interest in even fighting.

Even Xiao Lengyue and Lady Canghua were speechless for a moment. They were stuck here, unable to move forward. It would be difficult to break the impasse. If they continued to fight, Zhao Wumian might even die here.

He was able to compete with martial arts masters by relying on the Heavenly Demon Blood Solution, but this secret method was not without time limit. It was obviously reaching its limit now, not to mention that he was still having a high fever.

No matter how high Zhao Wumian's martial arts skills are, he is still a human being. How could he withstand such torture? He might even faint during the fight.

Empress Canghua couldn't help but bite her lower lip, and Xiao Lengyue also frowned. No matter how cold her face was, it couldn't hide the sorrow in her heart.

Shaman Tianze's eyes flickered, and he suddenly thought that once the priority of treasure hunting was lowered, the attention of the five Central Plains people in the field would naturally be placed elsewhere.

Anyway, we can't take the Jinboshan furnace away in a short time, so we might as well join forces to kill this grassland Rong man... We must stir up the situation, otherwise it will be disadvantageous to him.

Thinking of this, Shamantian suddenly moved, raised his palm and slapped the stone platform that was cut off by Zhao Wumian's knife.

Bang!
The material of the stone platform and the underground palace are indeed the same. Even Shamantian could not break it with one palm, but the energy cannot disappear without a trace.

The stone platform flew backwards in an instant and hit the Cuojin Boshan furnace. The energy spread out, and the hot potato was shot towards Zhao Wumian again.

At the same time, Shamantian stomped his feet, and suddenly rose from the side like a ghost. His five fingers were like hooks, and his internal energy condensed on his fingertips. Five traces visible to the naked eye slid out in the air, and clamped towards Zhao Wumian's neck, with murderous intent suddenly revealed.

Before the Cuojin Boshan furnace flew over, Shamantian had already approached it.

"Hmph!" Xiao Lengyue snorted coldly and drew his sword to meet the enemy.

Just as Lady Canghua was about to help, she saw a flash of a knife. Mo Jingxue appeared beside her at some point, twisted the handle of the knife, pointed it at her delicate neck, and slashed at her.

"Shen Xiangge, no matter how you disguise yourself as Yan Rongfei, she is already dead. Why do you have to humiliate yourself like this?"

The words seemed to show concern, but the blade did not slow down at all. It was obviously just a simple sarcasm... Could it be that Mo Jingxue would still care about a traitor?
But these words undoubtedly touched the sore spot of Empress Canghua. Her pretty face was filled with anger as she swung her sword to meet the enemy.

The smile on Mo Jingxue's face became even wider. Shamantian didn't know much about Zhao Wumian, but he knew clearly how limited Zhao Wumian's Heavenly Demon Blood Solution was.

If the stalemate continues, Zhao Wumian will only die with hatred. By then, Empress Canghua and Xiao Lengyue's mentality will inevitably be affected, and their defeat is only a matter of time.

But the scene that happened right before his eyes made the smile on Mo Jingxue's face suddenly disappear, and it turned into a look of confusion and astonishment.

However, Zhao Wumian ignored Mo Jingxue and Shamantian. He suddenly stepped forward and raised his hand, grabbing the Cuojin Boshan furnace flying towards him with a defiant look in his eyes.

"Don't you want to break free from the shackles of the Eastern Emperor? I'll give you this chance..."

The hand that should have been chopped into pieces by the Jin Boshan furnace was able to grasp the furnace head firmly because of the green jade pendant, which was intact. At this moment, the flashes of swords and shadows in the stone chamber seemed to stop in time and suddenly solidified.

Immediately afterwards, the simple bronze body of the inlaid gold Boshan furnace suddenly shone brightly.

It wanted to absorb its own green jade pendant from Zhao Wumian's body, but Zhao Wumian had no intention of returning the green jade pendant to it, otherwise Princess Xiangzhu might get into trouble.

The acupoints all over his body suddenly absorbed the extremely pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and he used himself as a bridge to transfer all this pure energy to the Cuojin Boshan Furnace.

The Inlaid Gold Boshan Furnace seemed to be stunned, but the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was also a rare energy. Apart from the Donghuang Bell, no other nine bells were qualified to gather it. Even for it, it was a great tonic.

However, it had no consciousness and would not absorb it actively. Now with the help of Zhao Wumian, the light around it became even brighter, causing all the martial arts masters present to close their eyes instinctively, and the flashes of swords and sabers came to an abrupt end.

Only Zhao Wumian felt that the Jinboshan furnace was like a whale sucking water, sticking to his palm and greedily absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

He could not help but clench his teeth, his forearm muscles tightened, and veins bulged. The eight extraordinary meridians that had been expanded to the limit by the green jade pendant could not withstand the suction and were torn apart on the spot by the surging spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Zhao Wumian's skin cracked and blood gushed out, and he was in unbearable pain.

This was a precursor to death by explosion. Even if the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was just passing through his body, it was not something that his mortal body could easily endure.

Guiyi Zhenren, who was standing far away, had a horrified expression on his face. He saw the wisps of mist around him sweeping like a violent storm, suddenly rushing into the dark room. The strong wind that was generated by the flow of spiritual energy almost made him lose his balance and stagger.

"Aren't you afraid of exploding and dying... You're crazy..."

Zhao Wumian was not crazy. He concentrated his mind, mobilized the red thread of Naraku, and used the "method of backtracking" to restore his body that was on the verge of breaking. He exploded, restored, exploded, and repeated this cycle over and over again.

Zhao Wumian usually has difficulty controlling the speed of time reversal. If he uses it once, he might turn into a child, so he never uses it to heal his injuries.

But at this moment, the speed of the returning body was slightly slower than that of the exploding body, but it still barely reached a balance.

Only Zhao Wumian was enduring the excruciating pain all the time, as if his whole body was being tortured to death. Even though he couldn't help but groan in pain, at this moment he couldn't even make a sound... His throat was in a state between recovery and explosion, and couldn't make a sound.

But once he gives up, he will surely explode.

Strong winds reveal strong grass, and pine trees stand tall on cliffs! Zhao Wumian felt that he could endure it! He had to endure it even if he couldn't... because at this moment, Naraku Hongsi and Cuojin Boshanlu were leaning against Zhao Wumian, and they were already in close contact.

Zhao Wumian's mind was filled with memories that looked like broken pieces of glass... His guess was correct!
Restore your memory, right now!
Under the irrigation of such high-quality spiritual energy from heaven and earth, the light of the Cuojin Boshan furnace became more and more dazzling, and even the entire furnace body was shaking, like a kettle that was boiling water to the limit, and even made an extremely harsh "sizzling" sound. Just listening to this sound was enough to make people's hearts rise to their throats.

Shamantian was in the center of the white vortex with his eyes closed. Although he didn't know what Zhao Wumian wanted to do, he was sure that he would not let him get what he wanted. Without opening his eyes, he suddenly raised his palm and slapped him based on his perception.

But Xiao Lengyue was not dead, and he stopped him with his sword.

Sizzle, sizzle——click!

Suddenly, the inlaid gold Boshan furnace and the Donghuang Bell suddenly separated, and the Donghuang Bell fell down due to gravity.

The inlaid gold Boshan furnace seemed to let out a long roar, and the furnace body became increasingly ethereal, about to disappear into the void and move to another place in space.

"Want to run? I want both you and Donghuang Zhong! Recognize me as your master!"

The cycle of cracking and backtracking stopped suddenly, and Zhao Wumian was in so much pain that he almost fainted on the spot. But seeing that he had suffered so much and Cuojin Boshanlu actually wanted to just walk away, his eyes became bloodshot, and he stretched out his hands, grabbing the Donghuang Bell with one hand and grabbing Cuojin Boshanlu's leg at the bottom of the furnace with the other.

There is no precedent of Jiu Zhong recognizing a master, nor is there any secret method to recognize a master... Jiu Zhong and humans are not beings of the same status at all, so there is no point in recognizing a master.

But after Zhao Wumian turned the green jade pendant into virtuality and entered his body, he could also calculate that it was a part of the Jinboshan furnace. It was obviously impossible to say that there was no connection, otherwise he would not have been able to touch it safely.

Since Zhao Wumian can barely be considered a part of Cuojin Boshanlu, is it Cuojin Boshanlu that has become him, or is it that he has become Cuojin Boshanlu? It seems as metaphysical as Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly, but it is actually not complicated.

The inverted gold Boshan furnace has no mind, it is just a dead object. A gentleman is good at using things, so of course Zhao Wumian can use it however he wants. Can Zhao Wumian really turn into a furnace? The best he can do is turn into his wife's furnace tripod!
You are just a dead thing, and you want to ride on my head and piss on me? Even if you are a creature created by heaven and earth, you can't do that.

This is his caliber as the martial arts champion, and it is also an indispensable point for all martial artists to communicate with each other on the bridge between heaven and earth... the arrogance of being the only one who is superior to others!

Without this kind of arrogance, you are not worthy of being the martial arts champion.

Buzz————

Zhao Wumian grabbed the Cuojin Boshan furnace that was about to escape. His mind was cloudy, but he felt something in his heart, as if he could escape thousands of miles away with just a thought.

He glanced sideways and saw Guiyi, who was looking at him in doubt in the dark room, and Shamantian, Xiao Lengyue, Mo Jingxue, Shen Xiangge, who were fighting... Everyone seemed to be frozen in place.

I don't know if it's because time and space have been frozen, or because his mind has simply entered an athlete-like 'ZONE' state and is extremely active, causing everything around him to slow down.

It was unclear, but Zhao Wumian knew that the ability of the Cuojin Boshan Furnace was related to space, so he tried to mobilize the Cuojin Boshan Furnace and throw Shamantian into the deep sea outside the underground palace... There was no response at all.

Well, Zhao Wumian had just come into contact with the Cuojin Boshan Furnace, so it was impossible for him to find the trick to use it in such a short time. The Nine Bells were not a plug-in that could inflict invincibility as long as one obtained it. Even the Naraku Red Silk could only be used as a cheat code with the help of the Green Jade Pendant.

The reason why Zhao Wumian felt that he could teleport thousands of miles away with just a thought was not because he had the ability to control space, but because the Jin Boshan furnace was already running and he was just taking a 'ride'.

In a short period of time, if Zhao Wumian cannot control the space, he can always control the Jinboshan furnace, right?

He concentrated his mind and focused his consciousness on the four glazed jades. It was as if three colors suddenly appeared in the gray and white picture... the Zhan Yan hairpin and glazed jade in Xiao Lengyue and Shen Xiangge's arms, and the crimson color that seemed like a beating heart a hundred miles away.

The red pearl jade in Luo Xiangzhu's heart...

Using Luo Xiangzhu as an anchor, Zhao Wumian tried to move the Zhan Yan hairpin and Liuli jade into the void and move them to the campsite...

Sure enough, Xiao Lengyue and Shen Xiangge's bodies gradually turned into phantoms... They couldn't move through space as they wished, but they could use the four colored glaze jades to move through space indirectly. Zhao Wumian had never thought that he could actually see this scene in the martial arts world, but it actually happened before his eyes.

Just moving Xiao Lengyue and Shen Xiangge to another place seemed to make Zhao Wumian fight with others for several months. He was sweating profusely and his eyes went black. His already dizzy brain almost lost consciousness.

Obviously, this is the ability of an immortal, not the power of an ordinary person. Even if Zhao Wumian uses the indirect gold Boshan furnace to use it, the consumption is extremely huge.

Thanks to this, his so-called 'ZONE' state instantly dissipated, as if a picture frozen in time and space began to flow again.

Shamantian and Mo Jingxue were about to attack, but they saw the enemy in front of them suddenly disappear, and they were empty-handed. But soon after, they realized that this was the ability of the Cuojin Boshan Furnace, and suddenly turned around to look at Zhao Wumian.

But Zhao Wumian's face was as pale as gold paper, and he could not even stand steadily. However, his figure slowly faded away along with the inlaid gold Boshan furnace.

"Want to run!?" Shamantian suddenly attacked. Guiyi Zhenren outside the dark room did not dare to stand by and watch anymore. He suddenly drew his sword and stabbed forward.

Only Mo Jingxue found this scene interesting. He did not take any action, but just stared at Zhao Wumian.

But Zhao Wumian's body was like a flower in the mirror or a moon in the water, allowing Shaman Tian and Guiyi Zhenren to pass through it without hurting him at all.

Zhao Wumian gathered his last bit of strength and gave the two of them a sarcastic smile.

"The inlaid gold Boshan furnace is the reason why the underground palace is safe and sound at the bottom of the sea... Everyone, take care of yourselves and don't drown here..."

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Several people watched Zhao Wumian disappear on the spot with the Cuojin Boshan Furnace and the Donghuang Bell, but they were powerless to do anything. They could only hear these last words slowly dissipating in the air.

Mo Jingxue looked around and saw that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which was so rich that it had turned into substance, had been sucked up by Zhao Wumian without a trace left.

He laughed at himself, looking quite cool.

"I actually let the Marquis win this time... Well, apart from him, who else would be so crazy as to dare to absorb so much spiritual energy from heaven and earth... I'll have to take it back next time we meet..."

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden "crack" sound from the stone wall, and then it collapsed with a loud bang. The surging sea water accompanied by the rubble submerged the Jianghu top standing there...

Without the Donghuang Bell, the men's strength returned to its peak, and they were not expected to be drowned in this deep sea... but they would certainly suffer some pain and torture.

At the camp, the Beloved Wife was docked at the pier, but the sailors from the Emerald Palace on board were trembling in fear, lying on the side of the ship with their heads sticking out, looking out fearfully.

Light raindrops fell, and the sun shone dimly through the mist, illuminating the mess on the ground, with sword marks and earth pits.

Just now, a burly man suddenly attacked the wife of Marquis Weiming, but he didn't expect that a female hero in white suddenly jumped out of the tent. The burly man was caught off guard and suffered a loss. He was at a disadvantage and had one of his arms chopped off. There were countless bloody holes on his body.

After a fight, the burly man fled in panic.

Mu Lier was dressed in spotless white clothes, holding a blood-stained white sword in her hand. She stood gracefully among the rubble, her breathing a little rapid.

Guan Yunshu and Su Qingqi were also holding weapons, their hair was a little messy, and sweat was on their foreheads, but they did not suffer any injuries.

Su Qingqi sheathed her sword calmly and snorted, "What a pity, that grassland Tartar got away."

"Don't chase the desperate enemy. The shaman Tianbao is not allowed to spy on us. We can't just abandon the little mute." Guan Yunshu wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.

Xiao Yuanmu sat on a wooden stake, stirring the broth in the pot with a spoon. He looked calm. He had obviously expected this and didn't take Bai Lang seriously at all. "Zhao Wumian and the others don't know either..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden "boom" from the deep seabed. The relatively calm sea surface suddenly became turbulent, causing the Beloved Wife to sway left and right, and the sailors on it to scream in pain.

The women all looked at him in astonishment, their expressions filled with confusion.

Dozens of miles away from the camp, the white wolf fled for his life. Seeing that no one was chasing him, his tense nerves relaxed and he slowed down a bit. He raised his hand to cover his broken arm, and blood oozed from between his fingers.

"Oh my god, Zhao Wumian actually arranged a martial arts champion in the camp..."

Suddenly, a beautiful woman in black, with a half pure white mask hanging around her waist and holding a long sword, appeared beside him.

The woman was about to draw her sword when she saw the scene in front of her suddenly change. Mo Jingxue turned into a Rong man covered in wounds. Her eyes suddenly froze.

"White Wolf!?"

She wanted to attack, but now she recognized Bai Lang's identity. Seeing this mortal enemy with whom she had fought in Changshan before, she did not bother to analyze the current situation and just attacked.

"You are Lady Canghua, what!?"

Bai Lang had just relaxed, and he never expected that Lady Canghua would appear beside him like a ghost. His heart was pounding, and he had no time to react. The sword light slid across his neck like a drizzling night rain without any hindrance.

Puff——Gurgle Gurgle————

The head rolled to the ground, and White Wolf didn't understand what was going on until his death, with an expression full of surprise and horror.

Goddess Canghua panted rapidly, looked around, recognized that this was still Penglai Island, identified the direction, and hurried towards the camp.

When she flew over, she saw Xiao Lengyue also coming from the other side. The two women looked at each other from a distance, both with confused and stunned expressions.

The girls in the camp had no idea what was going on. Seeing the two girls coming back, Mu Lier immediately stepped forward and asked, "Where's Wumian?"

"He didn't come back?" Madam Canghua's tone became even more confused, "Then what are you and I like now..."

The situation was so unexpected that Empress Canghua didn't even care about her current identity and directly called Xiao Lengyue "Auntie".

But no one cared about these details at the moment. Xiao Lengyue explained in a few words what they had encountered before. The camp suddenly became chaotic. People were afraid that Zhao Wumian was still in the underground palace and was drowned alive.

Even the most venomous little nun had a pale face, trembling pink lips, and the hand holding the sword was shaking uncontrollably, and she was even unable to speak.

But immediately afterwards, a panicked voice interrupted everyone's thoughts.

"Princess Xiangzhu is missing!"

Su Qingqi rushed out of the tent in a panic, her pretty face pale. Upon hearing that, Mu Lier hurried to the tent to take a look, but there was no sign of Luo Xiangzhu on the couch.

Upon seeing this, the heroic martial arts master in white swayed and almost fainted.

"Why are you panicking? You are either the one who has achieved the unity of heaven and man or the champion of martial arts, all of you are the best in the martial arts world. Do you still have any dignity..."

Xiao Yuanmu stood up from the wooden stake, fanning herself with a round fan, and with the demeanor of a lady, she gave them a brief lecture. Then she put her hands behind her back, paced back and forth, frowned, and pondered the matter.

Although Xiao Yuanmu was small in stature, he was like the backbone of the group, allowing everyone present to calm down. Then they saw Xiao Yuanmu suddenly raise his leg in great impatience, kicking the boiler to the ground, spilling the broth.

Then she pretended nothing had happened and continued pacing back and forth. After a moment, she looked at Shen Xiangge and said:

"I roughly understand. Zhao Wumian relied on the green jade pendant to mobilize the Cuojin Boshan furnace and used the four colored glaze jades as a medium to send Master and you back. However, he is not proficient yet, and you are only dozens of miles away from the camp."

"I know, but what about him and Xiangzhuren?" Lier asked anxiously.

Xiao Yuanmu looked towards the sea, his eyes seemed to penetrate thousands of miles, and whispered:

"If he can send you back, I can definitely do it myself... Now that he hasn't, that means something happened. Probably because he consumed too much energy and lost consciousness, and was taken to another place by the wrong Jinboshan furnace. Maybe he is still in Penglai, or maybe he went to the capital, Shu, Yanyun, Jiangnan, or even the grassland...

The Green Jade Pendant and the Crimson Pearl Jade are one and the same. Zhao Wumian was affected by the Wrong Gold Boshan Furnace, which implicated the young princess. Now the two of them must be together."

Xiao Lengyue calmed down a bit and pondered for a moment, "Yes, it must be so, otherwise it can't explain why the little princess suddenly disappeared."

At this point, everyone calmed down. Mu Lier said, "First, dig three feet of ground in Penglai. If you can't find it, go to the Central Plains and send people to look for it."

"The Jianghu is so vast, how can we find it?"

"Not big, the martial arts world is not big... Wherever Zhao Wumian is, that is the martial arts world. With his personality, how can he be content with peace? He will definitely stir up trouble so that we can find him." Xiao Yuanmu's eyes gradually became blurred, and he whispered.

She was thinking...does Zhao Wumian remember her now?

Night, summer night.

The evening breeze blew up the weeds and drifted close to the ground. The grass leaves brushed against Luo Xiangzhu's pretty face, making her feel itchy. She couldn't help but frown and open her eyes.

She had had a high fever for too long, but for some reason, she didn't feel so uncomfortable at this moment. She guessed she had gotten through that period, but her vision was still a little blurry.

When she could see clearly, she saw an unknown dense forest in front of her. There was a light mist in the forest, some unknown birds were standing on the branches, and there were a few deer in the bushes, who were sticking their heads out and looking at her quietly.

Seeing Luo Xiangzhu wake up, the birds and beasts were suddenly startled, and turned around and ran away in panic with the slightest sound of brushing against the grass and bushes.

Luo Xiangzhu's beautiful eyes were blank, until the evening breeze blew into her neck, giving her a start. She came to her senses, only to find that her chin was resting on something soft...she was lying on something.

She hurriedly pressed her hands on the grass and soil to prop up her upper body, only to see that Zhao Wumian was lying under her with his eyes closed, his face pale, and blood at the corners of his mouth.

"Huh!?" Luo Xiangzhu snorted in surprise, quickly knelt up, and pushed Zhao Wumian's shoulders with both hands.

But after pushing him several times, Zhao Wumian showed no signs of waking up. Instead, he coughed up some blood, which landed on his chest and neck.

Luo Xiangzhu was so frightened that her face turned pale. She quickly felt her body but didn't find the handkerchief. She lowered her eyes and saw that although she was wearing a dress, she didn't have anything on her.

Yes, she had a high fever and had been lying down, so why would she carry anything with her?
Even this dress was changed for her by Mu Lier on the boat, otherwise she would probably still be wearing her nightgown.

Luo Xiangzhu had no choice but to roll up her sleeves and wipe the blood off Zhao Wumian, she was so anxious that tears were about to come out.

After wiping it clean, she heard Zhao Wumian's stomach growling.

Luo Xiangzhu knew that a warrior like Zhao Wumian had to eat a lot every day.

Zhao Wumian was obviously seriously injured now, and he definitely needed to eat to heal his wounds and gain energy... But, but where could she give him anything to eat! ?

Not to mention food, even a drop of water can’t be found at this moment.

Luo Xiangzhu got up, her clean skirt and little hands were covered in mud, and she looked around with tears in her eyes.

She didn't know where the stream was, and she didn't dare leave Zhao Wumian here alone to find water. What if he was taken away by a wolf?
As the daughter of a vassal king, Luo Xiangzhu had never touched water since childhood, did not know the difference between grains, and had no idea what was edible and what was not edible in the forest.

She picked a leaf from her side, wiped it with the clean hem of her skirt, put it between her lips and chewed it.

"Ugh! Pfft, pfft, pfft—"

Luo Xiangzhu spat out the rotten leaves and felt a bitter taste in his mouth.

Looking around, there were no fruit trees.

"Cough cough cough————" At this moment Zhao Wumian suddenly started coughing, and Luo Xiangzhu was so scared that he immediately knelt in front of him again.

His lips could be seen moving slightly.

Luo Xiangzhu listened attentively.

"water……"

Luo Xiangzhu pursed her lips and looked at the Wuhen Sword lying on the grass. The clear blade reflected the moonlight like water, and was reflected on Luo Xiangzhu's pretty face... She suddenly bit her lower lip.

He took a step forward, gripped the hilt of the knife with both hands, lifted the knife hard, and then pointed the blade at his wrist.

Pfft————

The slender white wrist was covered in blood. Luo Xiangzhu frowned, knelt in front of Zhao Wumian, and put his wrist between Zhao Wumian's lips.

Crystal clear blood flowed down his wrist and dripped onto Zhao Wumian's lips.

He pursed his lips instinctively, then stretched out his tongue and licked the blood.

Seeing that Zhao Wumian actually drank it, Luo Xiangzhu was immediately delighted and directly put the wound on his wrist against Zhao Wumian's mouth, and he really felt a sucking sensation.

Although my wrist hurts...

Luo Xiangzhu pulled Zhao Wumian's shoulders, helped him up, leaned him on her slender shoulders, lifted her wrist, and fed him her blood... just like when she was bedridden with a high fever, Zhao Wumian fed her like this.

Whoosh————

The evening breeze was blowing gently, and a full moon was hanging in the night sky. The moonlight shone through the branches and leaves, hanging down in beams and falling on the two people.

The Wuhen Sword, the Gold-Inlaid Boshan Furnace, and the Bronze Bell were scattered around him, reflecting the faint moonlight.

The two of them snuggled together under the moon.

(Loyalty Chapter, End)

(End of this chapter)