Yunzheng grabbed his ankles, lifted him and slammed him down to the ground.
"Bang!"
The ground cracked, and the front half of Wu Chengmo's body suddenly sank into the ground.
People present: "!"
It wasn't over yet. The girl in red easily pulled him out of the ground and then smashed him to the other side.
There was a loud 'bang', and half of Wu Chengmo's body fell into the ground again.
He hit him repeatedly, back and forth, at an extremely fast speed, so that everyone present could not see clearly what Wu Chengmo's current state was.
The people present swallowed silently, looking at the beautiful girl in red in front of them, feeling inexplicable fear in their hearts.
Suddenly, the girl stopped her movements and pulled out Wu Chengmo who was stuck in the ground. At this moment, Wu Chengmo was dying, his head was covered in blood and stained with muddy soil. His lips were trembling and blood was dripping out uncontrollably.
Yunzhengsu raised her hand, and the silver sword fell into her hand. She raised the sword and swung it down.
‘锵——’
In an instant, a trace of blood appeared on Wu Chengmo's neck, and his pupils widened to their maximum size at that moment.
When the people present saw this, a look of fear flashed in their eyes. This girl was hiding so well that she was able to kill Wu Chengmo from the Holy Heaven Realm by herself! It's better not to provoke her!
At this time, Yunzheng leaned over and took off the storage ring Wu Chengmo was wearing.
The people around began to whisper:
"I didn't expect that Wu Chengmo would be defeated by an unknown little girl this time. This time he not only lost all his savings, but also lost his life."
"Does Wu Chengmo have another son?"
"Yes, his son has also entered the Qianhe Secret Realm. His son is quite famous in the Second Mansion and is stronger than Wu Chengmo..."
"I wonder if he will come to seek revenge?"
Yunzheng's eyes flickered. She retracted her sword and walked towards Lao Qinglong and Mo Jing.
But just after taking two steps, a fishy sweetness welled up in his throat, and a burning pain came from the sword wound on his back just now.
She frowned.
Yunzheng took out two bottles of elixirs from the storage space and fed them into his mouth one by one like taking candy pills.
Everyone was slightly shocked: "..." Is she so rich in rubies?!
Some people showed coveting looks, but the scene of the girl violently hitting Wu Chengmo appeared in their minds. They immediately shuddered and could only silently stop their evil thoughts.
After Yunzheng took the elixir, she felt that the tingling sensation in her back was no longer so strong, and her pale face gradually improved a little.
She stepped forward, took a deep look at the unconscious young man in black attire, and then raised her hand to take the broken knife in his hand.
"Let's go."
This was said to Old Qinglong. Although Old Qinglong looked irritated, he still carried Mo Jing conscientiously.
The people present watched them leave with various thoughts.
"There's nothing left to watch, let's all disperse."
Yunzheng used his blood pupils to look around and found a relatively secluded and safe place, and asked Lao Qinglong to take Mo Jing there with him.
After arriving, she helped the seriously injured young man in black attire sit on the ground, letting his back lean against the tree.
"Mo Jing was seriously injured." The green-browed old man said with a frown.
Yunzheng said slowly: "I have to help him heal his injuries in the past two days. Siqing, please help me stay here."
When Old Qinglong heard this, he nodded without hesitation.
Immediately afterwards, Yunzheng began to treat Mo Jing's external injuries. After the bandaging was completed, she used her spiritual power to treat his tendons and scattered hidden injuries bit by bit.
An hour later, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, and her lips turned slightly white.
When Old Qinglong on the side saw this, a trace of distress appeared in his eyes. He wanted to say something to her: Girl, you haven't dealt with your own injuries yet, please stop first...
But, he knows...
Even if he said so, this girl would never stop. Because the longer the injury lasts and if it is not treated properly, it will damage the foundation of cultivation.
He also knew how much this girl valued her companions.
Time passed quickly, and soon it was evening.
Yunzheng pinched Mo Jing's cheek, forced him to open his mouth, and fed him a bottle of elixir.
After completing the last healing step, Yunzheng's heart relaxed. She took out a small bench from the storage space and sat down.
The sword wound on her back still burned faintly.
At this time, Old Qinglong frowned and said: "Let them all come out, and you can go into Fengxing Space."
A smile appeared on Yunzheng's face and she said: "That's exactly what I meant."
The next moment, Dajuan and all the Zaizai were teleported out, and she spoke to them briefly and concisely.
"You stay here and don't run around."
Immediately, her eyes fell on the little boy in white robe and said: "Dajuan, look at them."
"Yes, Master." The little boy in white robe nodded seriously.
In the end, only Sanfeng stayed with her in the Fengxing space, because Sanfeng could apply medicine to the wound on Yunzheng's back.
"Master, does it hurt?" The girl's eyes were slightly hot, and she asked with a trembling voice as she looked at the shocking blood stains on her back.
"It doesn't hurt, it will disappear in a few days."
Yunzheng smiled. Although what she said was exaggerated, she could make medicine to remove the scar left by the wound, but... this time it would take a few days longer than before.
As the opponent becomes stronger, the scars left behind will become more difficult to remove.
While Yunzheng was recovering from his injuries in the Fengxing space, there was a lot of commotion outside. One of the reasons was that Qiongqi was being mean-mouthed again, and another reason was that Taotie wanted to devour all the creatures around him.
As the eldest brother, Dajuan had a serious look on his handsome and young face. He opened the page and said unhurriedly:
"Catch them all in one fell swoop!"
In an instant, an invisible force suppressed Erbai, Liuqi, Qifan, Badan, and Shitao to the ground, making them unable to move at all.
Dajuan said with a stern face: "If you don't obey again, I will turn to the second page."
Outright intimidation.
"Stinky book!" Qiongqi cursed.
"Big roll..."
Before they could finish speaking, they realized that their mouths were being forcibly closed.
"Uh huh..."
Only Wu Lin and Lao Qinglong were not suppressed at the scene. The reason was that Wu Lin held a small bench and sat next to Mo Jing, while Lao Qinglong stood with his hands behind his back, watching what was going on around him.
Old Qinglong glanced at the few cubs lying on the ground indifferently, and then moved his eyes to the little boy in white robe, with an unknown meaning flashing in his eyes.
What level of book spirit is it that will increase with the master's cultivation level?
Moreover, Dajuan's power was growing at an extremely terrifying speed, giving him the feeling that he was...unlocking the imprisoned power layer by layer.