Out of dissatisfaction with the bat monster's appearance, Wu Maxi gave the bat monster a very terrible name, Bajiao.
After using Nan Li to repair the cage and leaving his eight legs in place, Wu Ma Xi returned to the giant tree space again.
The group of bat monsters has long since calmed down again, and the trees are full of purple demons, as quiet as leaves. Only the blood on the ground shows the murder that cannot be covered up by this calm.
On the ground under the tree, Feng Qingxu lay bleakly. For a long time, a pale arm stretched out into the air, as if trying to grab something, and then fell down weakly after a moment.
Obviously, his mind has withered, and a lot of vitality has been drained from his body. If no accident occurs, he will gradually age and die within a month.
Wu Ma Xi looked at Feng Qingxu's desolation without any fluctuation in her eyes. After thinking for a moment, she turned away and stopped two hundred meters away from the cave entrance. She took out the black horn and used the corpse exorcism curse to drive it towards the bottom of the giant tree.
Go.
Wujiao quickly arrived in front of Feng Qingxu. Ignoring the bat monsters in the sky, he picked up Feng Qingxu's right foot and dragged it back.
This is a blatant robbery of the prey of the bat monsters. Fortunately, the prey has dried up, which is like useless to the bat monsters. Only a few bat monsters fought for it symbolically, and then Wujiao succeeded, and Shi Shiran
Came back with it in his mouth.
Feng Qingxu was in such a state of desolation that it was difficult for him to even move his hands and feet, but Wu Maxi was still worried. First, he searched him, then sealed him with handcuffs and feet, and lassoed him without even falling to the ground.
Feng Qingxu looked at his actions coldly and sneered: "How majestic!"
Wuma Xi snorted coldly, tied up Feng Qingxu, and dragged him all the way back to the camp with a black horn. Feng Qingxu didn't have much chance of survival. After all this tossing and folding, he basically had nothing but anger left.
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After treating his injuries, a Kapok incense plant was placed on him. Feng Qingxu's spirit immediately relaxed and he fell asleep in a daze. Wu Maxi covered him with an animal skin and began to deal with his own affairs.
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First of all, the most difficult thing is to make a cage for Bajiao. After observation, Wu Maxi found that an unknown liquid would leak out of Bajiao's mouth thorns. This liquid was extremely overbearing. The gold and jade in Wu Maxi's hand were like materials.
, will be corroded by it. Besides these materials, Wu Maxi really can't think of any materials suitable for making a cage.
After thinking for a long time, he suddenly saw the purple vines on Feng Qingxu's legs, and thought. This kind of vine comes from the same source as the eight legs, so maybe it can not be afraid of the corrosion of the eight legs.
Wu Maxi quickly weaved a small cage with those vines and put the eight legs inside. In order to prevent accidents, a purple-heart copper cage was placed outside. This problem can be considered a preliminary solution, but it remains to be seen how effective it will be.
After solving this problem, Wu Maxi began to sink into concentration and check his own cultivation.
The luster of the Yi Pearl was a little dim, which showed that the total amount of spiritual power in the Yi Pearl was relatively small. Wu Ma Xi wove the summer night firefly language, and it took a full twelve hours for the Yi Pearl to shine brightly again, but the Yi Pearl was also very
Almost full.
The spiritual power of the mind bead becomes more and more pure, from the inside out, it becomes extremely pure. However, as the consciousness goes deeper into the mind bead, some less obvious scars can still be seen deep in the mind bead. The spiritual power inside the mind bead has been metabolized.
Even after applying it many times, there was still such a trace, which showed the stubbornness of these hidden wounds. Wu Ma Xi was not very worried. He had eight legs in his hands, and it was only a matter of time before he would be healed.
Feng Qingxu sat leaning against the stone wall. The withering of his mind made him feel a little depressed. His mind was a little dazed. He looked at the young man in front of him with his eyes half-opened and half-closed. Under the slanting light of the solitary lamp,
The young man's outline was a little too sharp, seeming to foreshadow his danger.
After these few months of pursuit, Feng Qingxu clearly understood how terrifying this young man was, full of tricks and decisiveness. In addition, he seemed to have mastered an extremely wonderful artistic conception.
A young man with a bright future, Feng Qingxu looked at his figure and felt waves of weakness, his mind became dazed, and he gradually fell asleep again.
When Feng Qingxu woke up again, Wuma Xi was fiddling with several vines as thick as calves.
The vine cage withstood the test and was not corroded by the eight legs. However, the cage was hastily made and looked too ugly. Wu Ma Xi admired perfection and could not tolerate such a thing appearing in front of her eyes all day long, so she immediately ordered Wu Maxi to
Jiao regained some solid vines and prepared to make a beautiful cage again.
He held a sharp sheath in his hand and cut the rattan with the technique of counting threads.
These rattans were extremely tough, and despite their dexterity and lack of strength, they were cut very slowly. Wu Maxi was very patient. After a few hours, the entire rattan was cut into thumb-thickness. The shape was extremely regular, yet completely natural.
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I tried the properties of those thin rattan wires. They were both elastic and tough. I designed the style of the birdcage a little and started weaving. My fingers were flying and flickering, and the rattan wires were like snakes under my hands.
shuttle.
Feng Qingxu looked at it for a long time and then asked: "Why save me?"
Wu Maxi kept knitting her fingers, and after a long time she answered: "You are a friend of Mr. Tai, and you should not die in such a filthy place."
Feng Qingxu showed a slight smile, closed his eyes again, and said something vague: "This is not the main reason."
Wu Ma Xi did not answer, but paused with her fingers for a moment. After a long time, Wu Ma Xi stopped knitting, took a deep breath, raised her head and asked, "I want to ask you..." At this point, look
Fengqingxu fell asleep again, sighed softly, and swallowed back the rest of the sentence.
Two hours later, the birdcage was weaved. The whole birdcage looked like a round pagoda, with a reasonable and smooth structure. Coupled with the excellent color and texture of the vines, the entire birdcage looked like a work of art.
In this cage of vines, Bajiao looks very quiet, hanging on a horizontal bar in the middle, as if he is asleep.
"Do you want to ask me what happened to that girl?" Feng Qingxu woke up again at some point.
Wu Ma Xi nodded, sat in front of Feng Qingxu, and said, "Please start from the beginning and be as detailed as possible." These memories were painful just to touch, but Wu Ma Xi was unwilling to let go of any of them.
detail.
Feng Qingxu said slowly: "I don't know the specifics. I met them outside the East City Gate and chased them for three days. When I finally caught up, they had already fought with several people from Cang Lei Academy. I rushed
At that time, I happened to see Chi Mo flying Ruyi away with one finger. I tried to weave two healing moods for Ruyi, but she was dead and could not be revived at all."
Wuma Xi felt a tearing pain in her heart, her body was shaking violently, and her mind was filled with Ruyi's bleak face after being seriously injured. He glared at Feng Qingxu fiercely, and said in a hoarse voice: "Why... why did Chi Mo come from
Escaped from your hands?"
"Have you seen him?" Feng Qingxu asked without answering, "Is he dead or alive now?"
"With my cultivation, I can't do anything to him." Wu Ma Xi's voice was full of reluctance.
"This matter actually has something to do with you." Feng Qingxu seemed to have thought of something, with a mysterious smile on his face.
"Are you saying that I shouldn't steal someone from you?" Wu Ma Xi's eyes were like those of a wolf, with anger burning in them.
Feng Qingxu was unmoved, shook his head slightly, and said: "After Chimo fell into my hands, I tortured him in every possible way to force him to reveal the whereabouts of Meng Yingzi, but he refused to speak. I found him.
I gave him a chance to escape, so I quietly followed him down to Lengyuantan and into this underground cave. I was planning to capture him, but who knew that I would step on your artistic conception trap and end up letting him die?
Escaped."
Chi Mo actually saved Chi Mo by himself. How ridiculous is this?
Wu Maxi didn't speak for a long time, and the unwillingness surged up in his heart, making him feel aggrieved.
"The world is so wonderful. God knows what kind of consequences my casual arrangements will have?" Feng Qingxu's voice was a little blurry, and he quickly fell asleep again.
Wuma Xikong sat for a while, took two deep breaths, stood up and walked for a long time before her mind gradually calmed down.
A few hours later, Feng Qingxu woke up leisurely again. The two of them ate something and sat under the light of a single lamp. Wu Maxi held a diagonal pen in his hand and drew something on the paper with flying strokes.
"What are you drawing?" Fengqingxu's temper seemed to have improved a lot since he lost his cultivation. His tone was very calm, reminiscent of the sunshine in the late autumn afternoon.
Wu Ma Xi did not answer and continued the work at hand. After a long time, he suddenly asked: "Aren't Tuan Lian and Zi You Tong the same species? Why did they suddenly turn against each other?"
"After you left the city, the direction of the wind in Xiqu City completely changed. The Tuanlian League issued a statement saying that Zi Youtong was a lackey of Daxing Palace, trying to harm the entire Xiqu City, and mobilized the entire city to encircle and suppress it."
"Why? Do you feel that you have been fooled, or do you want to take the opportunity to clear up the relationship?" Although the facts show that the Xiqu tragedy was staged by Daxingdian, Tuanlian was the main force behind the siege of Taiyin after all, and Wu Maxi could not easily forgive them.
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Feng Qingxu shook his head and said: "The specifics are not clear, but it may have something to do with the change of power within them. After you left the city, Huangfu Xun and Ma Xingjiang died within one day, Lu Yonghe and Lu Wei took the throne, and then
When Wu Shou ascends to the throne, almost all the top forces in Xiqu City have changed their helms, so the style of doing things will naturally be very different."
Wu Maxi was a little moved. Huangfu Xun and Ma Xingjiang were both overlords of the same party. They could be regarded as the two local emperors of Xiqu City, but they died at the same time in one day. The meaning here was too unusual.
This is a war in the field of power. Even though they are so far away in time and space, Wu Maxi can smell the blood in it. But even if it changes into thousands of shells and is passed down to thousands of generations, the League of Nations is still the League of Nations.
Lien, it is absolutely impossible for the debt to be wiped out after death.
After a while, Wu Maxi finally finished the drawing in his hand and put it in his arms.
"What are you painting?" Feng Qingxu asked again. He seemed to have become much more verbose.
Wu Ma Xi pointed to the top of his head and said: "This is the topographic map of the cave entrance above. I am going to set up a rope ladder here."
"How do you know the terrain above?" Feng Qingxu's voice was a little vague.
This topographic map was worked out bit by bit with Han E. This kind of work of blind men and elephants was extremely difficult. Wu Maxi was busy for several hours before he could get a rough idea.
Wu Maxi was about to answer, but found that Feng Qingxu fell asleep again.dd