The cold and arrogant Tianjiao is really fragrant after being teased

Chapter 149 Another Team

Meng Chun looked at her slightly heavy steps and really thought she was tired, so he stood up straight and let her lean on him.

Xue Tu on his shoulder crawled up to his ear and whispered, "Daddy, I feel like Mom is lying..."

Before it could finish its words, Emperor Zhao wrapped it in spiritual power, blocking out the rest of its words.

Meng Chun reached out and took the little guy off his shoulder. Looking at Xue Tu who was crying inside, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "Senior, what are you doing? It's still young."

Diqi stretched out his fingertips and flicked it lightly through his spiritual power. "I just think it talks too much. Why is Chun'er so biased?"

Hearing her slightly resentful tone, Meng Chun was just about to comfort her when he heard Yang Lingxuan's puzzled voice, "Huh? Why are those things gone?"

When the others heard her words, they stopped what they were doing, stood up and looked down.

The bloody rain stopped at some point, and below was nothing but a sea of ​​blood and a mountain of corpses piled up from tens of thousands of bodies.

Silence returned to the air. If it weren't for the blood, everyone would have thought that the previous life-and-death experience was just an illusion.

Yang Lingxuan looked at Meng Chun and the other man who were very close to him and couldn't help asking, "Meng Qian'an, what are you doing..."

Before she could finish her words, she felt her heart tighten and was instantly pinned to the ground by an invisible pressure. This unknown and terrifying feeling made a layer of cold sweat seep into her back.

Her eyes slowly turned and scanned the others, but she saw that everyone else was normal.

She met Di Qi's gaze behind Meng Chun with horror in her eyes, but saw a hint of murderous intent slowly flashing in those cold eyes.

Perhaps sensing her stiffness, Meng Chun turned his head to glance at Di Zha. Seeing the coldness on her face, he immediately patted her hand soothingly.

Turning to meet Yang Lingxuan's gaze, he smiled faintly, "Miss Yang, what's wrong with us?"

A clean and clear voice broke the silence around him, and Yang Lingxuan felt that the pressure that was suppressing him had disappeared.

She shook her head somewhat dully.

Yang Yuxiao heard Meng Chun's voice and turned to look at his sister, and asked worriedly: "Lingxuan, what's wrong?"

She grabbed her brother's hand with some fear, lowered her head and shook it slowly, and replied in a hoarse voice: "It's okay..."

As her good friend, Ling Jiang naturally came to her side to care about her situation.

"Lingxuan, did you consume too much spiritual energy just now?"

Yang Lingxuan naturally didn't dare to tell what had just happened. When she heard her friend's words, she nodded instinctively.

Seeing that she had simply consumed too much spiritual energy, the others stopped asking further questions.

On the contrary, Qiao Shuanghua on the side looked at Di Qi behind Meng Chun with some confusion in her light blue eyes.

If she felt correctly just now, the space around them froze for a moment.

But the latter was lowering his head to listen to the whispers of the people in front of him, and was not paying any attention to what was happening on their side.

That nonchalant look made Qiao Shuanghua doubt her own feelings.

Meng Chun deliberately lowered his voice to comfort him, but he saw that Dizha was always in an attitude of "I listened carefully, but I will do it again in the future".

Zhang Qibo, who was standing by, saw that the crisis was over and wanted to leave quickly. He turned to Yang Yuxiao and the others and suggested, "Everyone, although the crisis is over, we should leave here quickly."

Ling Mo looked at the place where the flying spiritual weapon fell and said in a deep voice: "The flying spiritual weapon is destroyed. If I leave with my sword, I'm afraid..."

He didn't need to finish his words, others naturally understood what he meant.

Just when everyone looked embarrassed, the red moon in the night sky disappeared, and a beam of light broke through the thick clouds and shone directly behind them.

Everyone turned to look at the dazzling sunlight, and saw that the originally scarlet world was swept away by this beam of light in an instant.

It was like sweeping away the dullness in their hearts and bringing in new hope.

Qiao Yan, who has always had the lowest sense of presence, couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Meng Chun looked back at the sea of ​​blood and corpses below. The golden beams of light reflected on the waves, and thick black smoke appeared again.

An unprecedented passion and desire to explore the unknown surged within him. Meng Chun grasped Dizha's hand and gazed towards the dawn ahead. "Let's go, everyone. Let's see what monsters and demons await us ahead."

After he finished speaking, he and Dizha flew away on their swords.

Seeing this, the others also summoned their own spiritual swords, which turned into more than a dozen streams of light and disappeared on the spot.

A group of young geniuses aged seventeen or eighteen have nothing but passion.

On the other side, Li Kun and others who had left early on their swords also encountered the cliff before Meng Chun and his friends. However, because they had been flying on swords all the time, they had consumed a lot of spiritual energy.

Finally, after reaching the other side of the cliff, they were also besieged by a group of red fire ants. Fortunately, their overall strength was not weak.

In addition, they had some experience of cooperation when they were in the ring, so they escaped safely when facing the siege of the red fire ants.

After they had advanced about a hundred miles to the other side, they began to sit down and rest.

Xiang Jun and Cheng Yu from the Alchemy Sect gave them elixirs to restore their spiritual power, and then began to meditate and rest.

Wen Lu held the low-grade elixir in her hand and said with some disdain: "You Alchemy Sect are too stingy, aren't you? Why do you only give me low-grade Huiling Pills?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Yu snatched the pill from her hand and stuffed it into her mouth, saying disdainfully, "Eat it if you want, don't eat it. Do you really think you're still the little princess of Xiaoyao Sect?"

"Eh? You!" Wen Lu didn't expect that he would snatch it back. When she heard him say that, she stomped her feet in anger.

She turned to Li Kun and cried coquettishly, "Brother, look at those people from the Alchemy Sect bullying me!"

Li Kun sighed a little tiredly, stood up and handed her the medium-grade Huiling Pill he brought with him, thinking that he would definitely need the help of two alchemists on this trip.

He still pretended to be good-tempered and apologized to Cheng Yu, "Junior Brother Cheng Yu, my little sister has been spoiled by the headmaster since she was young. It was not intentional, please don't blame me."

Li Kun is in the late Nascent Soul stage and is also a sword cultivator, which is considered top-notch in their team.

Cheng Yu naturally would not provoke such a person just because of such a brainless person.

In response to Li Kun's apology, he nodded good-naturedly to indicate that everything was fine.

Dong Shan, who was standing next to Bai Yi, was playing with a high-quality silver-ringed spirit snake with unique patterns in his hand.

He couldn't help but sneer at Li Kun's somewhat brainless junior sister.

"Brother Li, you said you came here to gain experience, but why did you bring a burden with you?"

The mocking tone in his words was so obvious that even Song Chao and the other man from the Divine Sword Sect couldn't help but chuckle.

Wen Lu has been a spoiled brat in the sect since she was young. Because her father is the sect leader, other brothers and sisters usually coax her.

She had never experienced such sarcasm before, so she immediately drew her sword and swung it towards Dong Shan.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you say that to me!"

"Junior sister! Stop messing around!" Li Kun appeared in front of her in an instant and blocked her attack with his scabbard.

Wen Lu angrily threw her sword to the ground and cried aggrievedly: "Brother, even you won't help me!"