"Is it because the strength is not enough, or it is not deep enough to open the spiritual connection..."

What is this, "What are you talking about, um--"

The next second, her head was tightly held.

This kiss was not as gentle and simple as the previous one, but rather aggressive. His hand was placed on the back of Zi Mo's head, and his whole body almost moved from the futon to the ground.

Perhaps the spiritual power loss just now was too great, Zi Mo could feel the subtle trembling of his hands. She tried to struggle, but the hold was too tight, and she could not break away.

Part of the gilt black gauze wrapped around Yan Song's right arm fell off and hung loosely on the futon. Her hands unconsciously squeezed the black gauze tightly, and the gilt light shimmered in her palms, eventually becoming wrinkled.

Look.

In the temple, above the high hall, among the rubble, everything seems out of place.

The surging heartbeat lasted for a long time, so long that she forgot that this was activating the spiritual connection, that this was the Wuming Palace in Fengcheng, and that she was going to push Yan Song away.

The back suddenly became empty.

Suddenly realizing something, Zi Mo opened her eyes. She saw that the eyes of the person in front of her were tightly closed, and her lips were pale without a trace of blood. As soon as she raised her hand, the person leaned limply on her shoulder, and her head fell heavily.

Go down.

She suddenly thought of something.

Opening the spiritual connection can absorb his mana. Just now, he was already weak due to the spiritual healing, and his mana was not as good as before. Opening the connection again would only further plunder the little spiritual power left in his body.

She stared at Yan Song, who had lost consciousness, and said helplessly: "Are you satisfied that he has completely fainted now? It's no use turning it on, but you just don't listen. I really can't shed tears until I see the coffin."

Zi Mo helped Yan Song up. There was no expression on his pale face, and even his eyebrows were dyed white. To explore the spiritual power in Yan Song's body, it was barely enough, but even so, it was better than her.

Much more to myself.

Forget it, forget it.

She tapped the ring spirit, and hundreds of spirit moths flew out lightly. She asked the spirit moths to go to Doctor Yan Song to treat her. Unexpectedly, the spirit moths kept circling around her, and none of them passed.

"Are you afraid of him?"

"That's right, last time he killed a dozen of your companions with one palm." She glanced at Yan Song, who was almost the same as a dead person, "but he can't do it now. It would be nice if you don't play tricks on him."

, go, go, go."

Her comfort really worked, and soon the spirit moths began to work around Yan Song regardless of their previous grudges.

Taking advantage of this free time, she pulled out the short whip from Yan Song's waist. The temple was still in a mess. If she didn't clean up her temple, who else could she wait for? If Youguan is weak now, he is at least a first-class magician.

It is much better than the bald broom in the small temple.

She stared at the pile of rubble as high as one person, clenched the ball in her hand and sighed.

When the two returned to Beiyin, Qianguan was crying. Zimo really couldn't figure out where he got so many tears.

"Hurry up and help your master in black to the bed. I'll go out and come back."

"Where are you going, Master Wu Ming? Why don't you stay with Master Wu Ming when he is so seriously injured?"

Why should she accompany the little King of Hell when he is injured and lying in bed?

Qian Guan's expression was very serious. For a moment, Zi Mo almost thought that it would be her fault if she didn't stay to guard the little King of Hell.

"He's so good that you don't need to worry about him. You should do whatever you want. Don't waste your time guarding him. I'll be back later to test your mental skills. I just taught you a few days ago."

Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly remembered something.

"Qianguan, what are the six little gods from last time? I remember there was a little god in a yellow coat, the one whose leg was swollen. Is he also a god around here?"

The watery curse on the little god in the yellow coat was still in front of her eyes, and this thing that shouldn't have appeared was like a needle stabbing her heart.

Since the evil spirit appears again, it will inevitably cause harm to the world. She should seize the opportunity to gain faith and increase her magic power now. Otherwise, even if the evil spirit does show up, she will be unable to do anything and will only repeat the tragedy of the past.

"They are the Six Gods of Zongshan. They were newly ascended around the time I drew the Divine Formation. However, there are more mountains than people on the other side of Zongshan and there are few believers. They will always travel nearby to find something to believe in." Qian Guan

Just as he finished speaking, his eyes fell involuntarily on Yan Song on the bed.

This child is almost becoming a loyal follower of the Little King of Hell. Zi Mo shook his head.

"Master Wu Ming, the master in black seems to be waking up!" Qian Guan suddenly pulled her back, pointed at the bed and shouted.

"Look, the master in black is looking at you. He's injured, so just stay with him. Don't worry, I'll go practice my mental skills right now and make sure I don't make any mistakes." Qian Guan disappeared in a flash.

This kid.

She couldn't leave now even if she wanted to, and the man on the bed sat up.

Yan Song meditated cross-legged, and soon his face returned to its original appearance. He stared at Zi Mo in confusion, as if he didn't understand why she was standing beside the bed.

The atmosphere was awkward for a moment. She avoided Yan Song's gaze nervously. Suddenly something occurred to her and she said, "Don't look at me like that. We are tied together now. You can't kill me."

Yan Song didn't speak for a long time.

"Did you hear that? You can't touch me."

"I haven't forgotten it. I remember it even in the temple."

After hearing this, Zi Mo didn't know what to say, and her mind was in chaos. Why hadn't she found out before that being alone with the Little King of Hell could be so awkward?

Yan Song raised his head to look at her, gritted his teeth and said: "Now you and I don't know why spiritual powers can communicate with each other. It's really weird. When I find a way, I will definitely break the tie. But when I find a way to untie the tie,

Before, you must move within my sight so as not to injure me."

Sighing, Yan Song continued: "I will always find a way to get rid of you as a burden."

She stood by the bed and said nothing, and Yan Song didn't speak either. The two of them remained silent for a while.

"Why are you still standing here?" Yan Song spoke for the second time.

"You...I...I'm leaving right now." She was so angry that her tone of questioning seemed as if she was refusing to leave. She glared at Yan Song in a long tone.

"——I'll leave right away. Of course I'm very busy and I have to educate thousands of officials. It's not like some people who just lie around like idlers and are very useless."

Blowing her beard and glaring made her reach the extreme. As for how Yan Song scolded her, she couldn't hear or care about it, and the little King of Hell didn't dare to touch her anyway.

Qianguan meditated in the crowd, and there were people all around.

Zi Mo stepped forward, and everyone made way for her without saying a word.

"Master Wu Ming! I've almost learned it. I'll recite it to you now." He stood up happily when he saw Zi Mo coming over. He stood up in a hurry, and something fell from his waist with a clang. A delicate scimitar.

.

"Your machete looks good, but it's a pity that it's just an ordinary object that can't be used to defend yourself. You will soon become a god, so you must always have a suitable magic weapon by your side."

Zi Mo asked: "Do you like scimitars?"

Qian Guan opened his eyes and nodded.

After receiving the affirmation, she clicked on the third ring spirit and took out a shining scimitar from the big net. The lines on the blade were ever-changing, like flowing clouds and running water, very delicate.

"This scimitar is called the Longlong Sword." She handed the sword to Qianguan, "Take it first and treat it as a gift from me to celebrate your ascension. This magic weapon has spiritual power attached to it, so it will be more suitable for you."

but."

"Thank you, Mr. Wu Ming!"

"Thank you, Lord God, for favoring me, the God of Beiyin, and protecting my land of Beiyin!" Everyone followed Qianguan, men, women, old and young, all saluting and shouting.

Unexpectedly, the little King of Hell's injury healed so quickly. In just a few days, not only did he recover most of his spiritual power, but he also always practiced mental techniques and spells with Qian Guan. His spiritual power and magic were much better than before.

Zi Mo was leaning in front of the window. Suddenly, a vine climbed up along the window. Tiny white flowers bloomed on it. The broken flowers were dotted among the leaves, adding a bit of life.

Only then did she realize that the entire window was wrapped by this kind of vine, and the small flowers were leaning directly against her sleeves, exuding a unique fragrance. She picked them casually, and the fragrance of the flowers immediately spread.

The flowers are small and light in color, but the smell is very strong. The fragrance is not as ordinary as ordinary flowers, but spicy. For a moment, the whole room was filled with this strange smell.

Qian Guan seemed to be tired. He gestured with his scimitar, and then seemed to say something to the little King of Hell. The Little King of Hell directly hung Yoshi Guan in mid-air, and Qian Guan fought with Yoshi Guan alone.

The last scene Zi Mo saw was that Qian Guan was pinned to the ground by You Guan and unable to move. The drowsiness in her head came suddenly, and then her eyes sank and the flowers in her hand fell to the ground.

Open your eyes.

Two faces with different expressions.

One is frightened and worried, the other is disdainful and helpless.

"Master Wu Ming, how are you now? Do you feel any discomfort in your body? Do you feel your legs and feet? Is your brain still dizzy? I have asked Uncle Fang to make some food. You can get up and eat some to replenish your strength...

…”

If she keeps talking like this, she will be knocked unconscious even if she is not dizzy. In comparison, Little Hell is much calmer, and he even gave Qian Guan a blank look.

"So it's the flowers?"

This flower was by no means an ordinary flower. Thinking of her sudden abnormality, she glanced at the small flowers outside the window, which were swaying in the wind. She raised her hand, but it was empty. The flower was gone.

"You are smart now. Why didn't you use your brain when you were picking flowers? Fortunately, you are an ascended god and you didn't have to be alert at all."

Hearing this, Qian Guan quietly pushed Xiao Yan Wang and told him to take more care of the patient's feelings, such as rejecting such a bad tone and being gentle and gentle.

"The master in black is too worried about you, so he doesn't speak nicely. Just now when we were fighting outside, the master in black was the first to find you lying on the ground and rescue you. He just can't speak. He has no words."

My Lord, please don’t be on the same level as him.”

"The rhizome of the flower is poisonous. Your spiritual power is as low as that of an insect, and yet you almost lost your life by being so careless. How could there be such a stupid god like you in the world?"

Little Hell's tone was full of anger and helplessness. She suddenly realized that she had just been poisoned by flower poison and lost consciousness, so she must have started spiritual healing like last time.

It's no wonder that Little Hell was the first to know that she was in danger. He must have sensed the changes in spiritual power within his body. It seemed that he had caused Little Hell to be harmed.

"You can't be harmed, not even a little bit."

She chuckled inwardly.

"From now on, you have to move within my sight, so that I can see you all the time. I want to know what you are doing and whether there is any danger."


Chapter completed!