Chapter 249： (1/2)

"Ahhhhhh-"

The screams of screams penetrated the sunset over the long river, alarming many poisonous insects, snakes and ants.

The insects that crawled out of the desert were not afraid of this sound, but flocked towards the place where the sound was sourced with excitement.

In the setting sun, an embarrassed figure holding an epee, shed a **** path while weeping. On the sand-covered face, two clearly visible tears were falling, and the face under the tears was black and swollen.

Behind her are countless black scorpions, mixed with some desert snakes that fish in troubled waters, swarming.

Suddenly, a long black scorpion flicked its tail, and the people running ahead were swept out by the powerful scorpion tail, and slammed down on the desert. The spray of blood splashed on the sand, leaving a blood-red trace.

Seeing that those black scorpions were about to pounce and swallow the people on the ground, a long whip rolled up the people on the ground.

The person who was curled up looked weakly at the person flying with the sword in the sky. When he tilted his head and was about to indulge himself in a coma, he heard a hissing sound. Scorpions, those black scorpions were stacked one on top of the other, and they jumped into the air perseveringly, opening their huge mouthparts towards her.

Su Molan shivered, completely awake, dangling in the air, avoiding the black scorpions that jumped towards her, and screamed: "Fly high, they jumped up... ah Ah, my foot is going to be bitten..."

Wen Qiao’s sword flew, and the hot wind peculiar to the desert rushed in. He shook the stone and golden python whip and said: “Now is the time to exercise your evasion ability, come on! If your feet are eaten by them, too Don’t worry, my husband will refine the elder pill for regeneration of severed limbs, so that you can grow new ones in one day."

God **** grows new!

Su Molan burst into tears while trying to explode-her mouth was rough, but also to pay attention to the black scorpions below, the tears flowed more fiercely.

"If you cry again, I will throw you down!" Wen Qiao warned.

Su Molan let out a choked sound and held back her tears, without doubting what she said.

Since Wen Qiao agreed to take her with him, Su Molan began to experience a devil-like exercise, and the original intention of this exercise was just to correct her crying temperament.

Su Molan was so blind as to cry.

Because the more dangerous she was, the harder she would cry, and the more terrifying the fighting power broke out, and she would kill her life in the black scorpion nest.

Wen Qiao felt that this woman was able to make blood while crying, which was quite powerful, indicating that her potential was extremely high. It seems that they were all deceived by her weak and innocent appearance and thought it was a useless crying bag. In reality, in danger, she could even evolve into a mad woman.

If it weren't for the twenty-eight nights and four elephants in her body, it was the sweet pastry of the star continent, Wen Qiao felt that she could be absorbed into the submarine scale.

Although it can't be absorbed, it's okay to toss about it at this stage.

Wen Qiao Yujian slid forward, and the spirit sword dragged out an aura, and Su Molan, who was crying with swollen eyes in his hand, returned to the camp.

The so-called camp is actually a small bag of soil submerged by wind and sand.

It’s strange that a small soil bag suddenly appeared in the desert. Fortunately, the color of this small soil bag is similar to the surrounding yellow sand. Sprinkle some yellow sand on it to form a sand dune, which is integrated with the desert, but it is not noticeable. .

When Wen Qiao landed in front of the soil bag, a door appeared in the round soil bag, and Wen Qiao dragged people in.

Although the space in the soil bag is not too big, it is not too small. Simply arranged, it can be used as a temporary shelter.

During the day, Wen Qiao took Su Molan out to fight, Ning Yuzhou stayed in the small soil bag to refine the alchemy, and Wen Gungun took the initiative to stay and guard him-it was great not to go out in the wind and sun.

"Husband, we are back."

Wen Qiao put away the stone golden python's whip and wrapped it around her waist, which looked like a stone-golden belt, with both ends sliding down the skirt, pinching out the slender waist.

Su Molan, who was dragged back by Shi Jin's whip like a dead dog, lay on the ground with a corpse.

Ning Yuzhou smiled at her, his eyes fell on the black-swollen-faced woman on the ground, and then fluttered his gaze away.

The weak white flower turned into a black-faced and swollen female soldier. Ning Yuzhou suddenly felt that their auntie was very capable of urging flowers.

The scent of food was in the air, and Su Molan, who was quite corpse, crawled up.

Wen Tutu and Wen Gunkuan around the fire turned their heads to look at her, and saw her face swollen into a pig's head, just like Brother Ning, they quickly turned their sights away.

That's ugly!

Su Molan, who didn't feel ugly at all, sat obediently with the two monster beasts, staring at the Lingguo soup in the pot and the fragrant roast suckling pig on the fire.

Roast suckling pigs in the desert, no matter how you look at this behavior, you are sick!

But there is no doubt that after experiencing the devilish battle, the smell of this fragrant food is somewhat moved to be healed.

Sure enough, food or something can always bring happiness to people, which is why some cultivators choose to become spiritual cooks.

No matter how you enter the Tao, as long as you can cultivate successfully, it is worthy of recognition.

Take two mouthfuls of fragrant roast suckling pig, and then drink a delicious and light Lingguo soup with meat and vegetables, which is not at all tiring.

The people and monsters in the soil bag quickly dried Ning Yuzhou's hard-boiled suckling pig and a big pot of Lingguo soup, and they happily spread the carcasses there.

Among them, Wen Qiao and Su Molan ate the most.

As the chef, Ning Yuzhou just took a few bites and gave them the rest.

Wen Tutu and Wen Gungun are very unhappy. Sister Wen doesn't matter. After all, physical training needs to extract the essence from food, but what's the matter with Su Molan?

I originally thought it was a weak crying bag, but I didn't expect it to be a big stomach king. It was obvious that they depended on them to eat and drink.

Su Molan felt that she was wronged, "I can't help it. The technique of Pleiades Valley I practiced requires constant replenishment of spiritual power, especially since I have been fighting recently."

She touched her belly and said with a pitiful face, "In the Xiao family, I could only improve my cultivation level, but I couldn't accumulate combat experience. If those people see me, I think I have a strange heart..."

Wen Tutu jumped onto the table and screamed at her: You can swallow up the pill, what is it to **** the food from Brother Ning with them?

Su Molan didn't understand their protests and ignored them.

Wen Qiao said: "This "Spirit Explosive Sword Technique" of your residence is quite interesting, but it's a pity that you haven't been able to fully exert its power."

The name of this swordsmanship is easy to understand. It only needs to absorb enough spiritual power to burst out terrible combat power, and even can challenge more steps. It sounds very incredible.

Rao is Ning Yuzhou, who has the inheritance. After seeing Su Jia’s "Spirit Explosive Sword Technique", he was also impressed by the whimsical ideas of the ancestors of Su Jia who created this sword. He unexpectedly thought of using the Explosive Spirit to increase combat effectiveness . Generally, this short-term method of improving combat effectiveness will have sequelae, but the ancestors of the Su family also created a self-healing mental method. As long as they cooperate with the mental method, they can heal themselves while exploding...

Sounds incredible, okay?

Wen Qiao felt that Su Molan was very lucky. As long as she could get rid of the shackles, with the skills and heritage of the Su family she inherited, she would definitely become a top cultivator on the mainland in the future.

It is a pity that since she was born, her destiny was doomed, and she could not practice "Spirit Sword Technique" wholeheartedly.

If it weren’t for this time she met Wen Qiao and the others, she was cruelly thrown into the black scorpion lair. Although the original purpose was to correct her temper, it was also an excellent opportunity to exercise, and she was finally able to exercise. "Spirit Sword Technique".

Su Molan said quietly: "When I was at the age of cultivation, they let me practice "Spirit Sword Technique". After all, I was the last blood of the Su family, so naturally I could only practice Su family's techniques. But they didn't. I hope I can really use all the power of "Spirit Sword Art"..."