It is easy to undress but difficult to change...

Xiao Ran sighed secretly in his heart.

Considering that this was a feat that earned a lot of filial piety points, even though it was dangerous, he still gritted his teeth and walked to the hot spring in the rain.

When I walked closer to the pond, I saw that the red color in the pond was like splashing ink, dotted with peach mist, dispersed by drizzle, and finally washed away by the running water...

However, the bright red splash of ink is endless and never clear.

The master's eyes were slightly closed, his face was pale, almost bloodless, his black hair was soaked by the drizzle, and it was draped wetly on his shoulders. He was holding a bamboo wine pot, hanging by the pool, as if he had no strength to even lift the wine.

There were many peach petals gathered around her body, but they were not exposed.

Xiao Ran felt a chill in his heart.

Nonsense!

A woman is drinking in the rain when she is on her period?

Has anyone ever ruined his body like this?

With your distracted cultivation, you can blow away the drizzle with just a thought, and warm sake with just a breath?

Xiao Ran quickly squatted down, pressed the master's left jugular, and carefully observed her physical condition.

In addition to the side effects of the medicinal bath prepared by her uncle, the master's injury was much more serious than she imagined.

It is obviously the sequelae of the large-scale and high-intensity Tidal Sword Technique.

In addition, the drizzle of peach blossoms caused melancholy, and the malt sake made her sad. Master, she thought too much and completely forgot about her poor physical condition.

So much so that now, I am so weak that I have to force my tone even when speaking, and the peach blossoms that have gathered mana are about to scatter...

Xiao Ran hurriedly took out the bathrobe from the stone wardrobe, wrapped it around the master, and helped her out of the pool.

Holding the bathrobe on his right arm, Xiao Ran's palm shook, and a warm resonance force merged into his blood and impacted the master's limbs and bones.

After learning full-level medicine, Xiao Ran's palms shook. The power of resonance had a more targeted effect on acupuncture points all over the body than before.

At the same time, Xiao Ran's palm also shook away the pool water in his bathrobe.

Ling Zhouyue's body felt hot, and she weakly opened her tired brows.

"You're here..."

"I'm here."

Xiao Ran's voice was low and warm.

At the same time, in an extremely dexterous way, he put the obscene clothes and green robe on Master inside the bathrobe, only touching her shoulders and arms the whole time.

"Am I embarrassed?"

Xiao Ran smiled.

The master was not ashamed, and for a moment, he actually saw a touch of lovable frailty and naivety in the master.

A far cry from the usually strong and free-spirited Master.

He thought to himself that no matter how powerful his master was and how free and easy his temper was, he was still a woman at heart.

"Master got the dragon pill for his disciple to refine his energy and carry the sword, so he ended up in this situation. Why should he be embarrassed?"

Ling Zhouyue put her hands on Xiao Ran's shoulders, her clear eyes narrowing slightly.

As a sword-wielding elder, she has a noble status and strong strength. She is only 1.6 meters tall... This is the first time she realized that Xiao Ran is actually taller than her.

She was half a head taller, and holding her by her side actually made her feel like a little bird clinging to someone.

"Master told you about Jiao Dan?"

"I guessed it myself."

Xiao Ran put on bamboo shoes for her and helped her into the bamboo forest.

"How could I not know that the Jiao Dan powder of the Fusion Realm is integrated into the Qi Sea Pill Wall? Looking at the entire sect, how many people can easily obtain the Jiao Dan of the Fusion Realm?"

Xiao Ran expressed his thanks in a respectful tone, but Ling Zhouyue felt that it was really embarrassing that someone who had taken the Fusion Realm Jiao Pill ended up in such an embarrassing situation.

To save face, she curled her lips and told the truth.

"If I hadn't encountered the tide of underworld beasts in the Golden Core Realm, how could the Ink Dragon in the Fusion Realm have made me so miserable?"

Hell beast!

Beast tide!

Golden elixir!

Xiao Ran couldn't understand what the beast tide was.

A swarm of more than a million ferocious beasts is called a beast tide.

In the world of cultivation, Jindan realm monks are often swallowed up by the tide of Qi refining beasts, and the Yuanying boss will also be trapped by the large-scale tide of Qi refining beasts and cannot move...

This is just a tide of spiritual beasts in the Qi Refining Realm, and also a tide of ordinary beasts that have not yet transformed into the underworld.

What the Master encountered was a wave of underworld beasts in the Golden Core Realm!

The underworld beast is a type of spiritual beast infected with underworld poison, but its combat power is much stronger than ordinary spiritual beasts, and it is also much more difficult to deal with.

Its beast elixir and meat were contaminated by Hades poison, lost their economic value, and were no longer as precious as the Hades core.

In the Age of Ending Dharma, cultivators would hide when they encountered underworld beasts and rarely attack them. When encountering a tide of underworld beasts, they could only hide in place and hope that the tide of beasts would pass quickly before they could save their lives.

As a result, the master encountered a wave of golden elixir realm underworld beasts, and he was able to escape unscathed?

Xiao Ran was shocked in his heart, but asked tentatively:

"With Master's cultivation level, even if we encounter a wave of underworld beasts in the Golden Core Realm, we will be fine if we hide for a few more days, right?"

"These beasts came here smelling the dragon's blood. They ate the dragon's meat and wanted the dragon's pills. I killed them all in one go."

Kill them all...

killed……

Already...

In an instant, Xiao Ran's face turned pale, as if he had lost his soul.

That’s millions of living beings!

how-dare-you!

Ahem.

The point is, the tide of underworld beasts in the Golden Core Realm, even the big guys in the Mahayana Realm have to weigh it carefully when they encounter it. Why the hell are you going to kill them all?

There is nothing fragile or naive about this silly master. He is Chi Luo Luo’s murderous god!

Xiao Ran's body froze on the spot, the image of the master rose infinitely in his heart, as if his action of supporting the master was an insult to her strong strength.

He stopped dead in his tracks.

However, Ling Zhouyue continued to move forward instinctively. Without Xiao Ran's support, her body suddenly became weak and she fell down on the spot——

Only then did Xiao Ran react, the soles of his feet suddenly exploded, his figure flashed, and he raised his hand to catch the master's fallen body!

Leaning on the back of Master's neck with his left shoulder, his left hand hugged the soft and flexible waist, and his right hand hugged his knees and calves, showing the hugging posture on the poster of Gone with the Wind...

Good guy!

In an instant, Ling Zhouyue's eyes turned red, her figure rolled up on her own, she suddenly bounced away, and struck Xiao Ran with her sword in a daze.

brush--

Bamboo leaves fluttered, rats and rabbits ran away, and vast spiritual pressure washed away the entire mountain.

The cold sword blade stopped an inch away from Xiao Ran's neck, and the vast sword wind blew Xiao Ran's clothes and hair flying.

Xiao Ran's neck felt cold, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, as if his head was in a different place.

Ling Zhouyue's face was pale and her figure was sluggish. She forced herself to steady herself and said, while red blood flowed down her legs...

"This is an instinctive reaction. If you touch my body casually, someone will die."

Xiao Ran calmed down, he could see how powerful the master's instinctive sword was!

And the master was in such a weak condition that it was difficult to even stand. How much effort did it take to stop the sword?

If you continue to let it go, even if it is cured, the root of the disease will become deeper.

Thinking like this, Xiao Ran raised his hand to push away the sword blade, took a bold step forward, and once again hugged the master's cold, soft body.

"Idiot, what are you doing!"

Ling Zhouyue opened her eyes wide and couldn't believe that this was her apprentice.

Do you really want to die?

She grabbed Xiao Ran's broad and strong back, her fingertips pierced Qing Yi, embedded an inch into the flesh, and pressed against her ribs, then she barely resisted the urge to draw the sword again.

Xiao Ran endured the severe pain, ignored his master's instinctive swordsmanship, hugged her with determination, and walked quickly towards the disciple's room.

"Kill or behead him, it's up to you."

Her pupils were slightly condensed, the blood in her eyes dispersed, Ling Zhouyue's body softened, and she suddenly let go of her pale hands.
Chapter completed!