Chapter 68 Chapter 68 "Don't insult me! I'm already 700...
Xuan Yi watched the thick fog in front of him fade away a little, and couldn't help but feel suspicious.
He carefully distinguished the fog in front of him.
A faint, palm-sized cloud of mist swayed left and right in front of him.
Xuan Yi wasn't sure if it was an illusion or if the mist was really moving.
He tapped a little demonic energy into Biqing's ear and said, "Biqing, take a closer look. Is there something unusual in the thick fog before us?"
Biqing blinked and looked at Xuanyi: "You know the Secret Sound Technique? Why haven't I seen you use it before?"
Xuan Yi said, "You pose no threat to the clan, so I naturally won't use it."
Biqing paused, her hand gripping the sword, and looked at Xuanyi speechlessly, "Even so, why didn't you use it at the Wei River?"
Xuan Yi changed the subject and said, "We'll discuss this matter after we get back."
Biqing didn't bother arguing with Xuanyi about such insignificant matters anymore, and stared at the thick fog that was slightly fading in front of her.
Biqing didn't move or blink, for fear that she might not see anything.
Unfortunately, even after staring until her eyes were sore, she still couldn't figure out what was going on.
Biqing looked at Xuan Yi listlessly, like a frost-bitten eggplant. "I don't see anything unusual about it."
As she spoke, Biqing looked at the mist in front of her again.
The vines hanging from the branches swayed towards her. Biqing looked around: there was no wind in the mountain stream.
Where does the swinging of the cane come from?
The vines appeared and disappeared from time to time. Biqing looked in the direction: the vines were floating in the mist.
Not only did the vine move in a sneaky way, but if you looked closely, it seemed like it was trying to pull the mist in front of her.
Bi Qing raised her eyebrows and said, "Xuan Yi, look at those vines."
Xuan Yi looked at the vines that were sneaking around like thieves.
Xuan Yi looked in front of the vine: it was the fog that he had just found strange.
The fog in front of my eyes was no longer as thick as before, and my vision naturally improved.
Xuan Yi saw it all clearly. Before taking action, he asked Bi Qing, "Do you want to cut those vines? Or..."
Xuan Yi looked in the direction the vine was floating. "Catch that cloud of mist?"
"Let's act separately."
Biqing said, "Your eyesight is better than mine, so I'll leave this fog to you. I'll deal with the vines so they don't get in your way."
She took down the hydrangea, allocated a bit of her spiritual energy to it, and handed it to Xuan Yi: "Use this."
Xuan Yi took the hydrangea and said, "Call me if you need anything." He then flew towards the cloud of mist in front of him.
The cloud of mist trembled and rushed into the depths of the mountain stream without looking back.
Xuan Yi saw it clearly this time. A bit of demonic power was released and landed on the cloud of mist. It followed the lightning-like blue light and disappeared into the white fog.
The moment Xuan Yi left, Biqing transformed into a streak of green light and flashed in front of the vines.
The vines were stunned for a moment, then reacted and twisted into a vine thicker than Biqing's waist, attacking Biqing who was close at hand.
Bi Qing was prepared and swung her sword to cut off the vines that were attacking her.
The vines did not attack her directly as before, but instead scattered like fireworks the moment they rushed towards her.
The moment the vines spread out, a strong wind blew towards Biqing, making her clothes rustle and her long black hair fly all over the sky.
The spread vines circled around Biqing, trying to wrap her up.
Biqing was unable to open her eyes due to the strong wind. She felt that something around her was trying to devour her, so she gathered her spiritual power.
His body fell rapidly, and his ears were filled with the whistling sound of the wind, as if he had fallen from the Chengjingtai in heaven to the demon world.
At the moment before she was about to fall to the ground, Biqing controlled her spiritual power, turned her body, and landed steadily on the ground.
The shadows on the ground were dark and dense, with bared fangs and claws, like the countless tentacles of a Heluo fish.
Biqing quickly left the black shadow.
A vine brushed against the sole of her shoe and pierced into the ground, splashing up a lot of mud.
Biqing landed beside the tree from a distance, and remembered that Xuanyi had once said that this tree was very strange. She glanced at it out of the corner of her eye, and her eyes fell on the vines that were deeply embedded in the soil and slowly retracting.
She turned her wrist, threw the sword in her hand high up, and dropped it at a high speed.
The moment the sword fell, Biqing jumped up and kicked the hilt of the sword.
The green spiritual power was wrapped in cold light, breaking through the fog and nailing it firmly in the center of the vine that was about to be pulled out of the soil.
In the blink of an eye, spiritual power spread along the vines to the treetops.
The vines seemed to sense something and twisted like snakes, struggling hard to get rid of the spiritual power.
Biqing raised her finger and used her spiritual power to draw a spell in front of her. With a wave of her hand, the green spell fell on the struggling vines.
The vines suddenly stopped moving.
Not only that, the vine turned into a ray of light and actually transformed into a little boy lying on the ground, staring at Biqing eagerly.
The little boy folded his hands, and blood was dripping on the back of his delicate hands.
As if he didn't feel the sword wounds piercing his hands, the little boy didn't cry, but just raised his head and looked at Biqing again and again.
Biqing stood there in a daze for a long time.
She never expected that the vine would be the real body of a little baby.
Facing those black pearl-like eyes, Biqing was a little confused. She quickly walked to the little boy's side and said, "I didn't mean to do that!"
Biqing wanted to break the spell that was suppressing the little boy, but before her hand could touch the little boy, she heard him speak fiercely: "Monster! Don't touch me!"
The little boy looked only seven or eight years old, and his childish voice was at odds with his fierce words.
His words had no deterrent effect at all when they fell into Biqing's ears.
"monster?"
Biqing paused as she unleashed the spell, looked at the dispersing mist around her, and squatted in front of the little boy: "Are you talking about me?"
I am a genuine god with a legitimate background!
How come it turned into a monster in the mouth of this little kid?
Biqing frowned.
"I have nothing to say to you, a monster!"
The little boy said angrily, "A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated! Kill me! Then my friends will come and avenge me!"
"He's still so young and shouting for war and killing."
Biqing carefully looked at the little boy in front of her and said, "You clearly look more like a monster."
"Don't insult me! I'm seven hundred years old!"
The little boy shouted angrily, "I'm a god! All the trees in this area are under my control!"
"The gods dare not come out to fight me openly, and can only sneak around in secret and take advantage of others' misfortunes."
Biqing stood up, not wanting to waste any more time with the little boy in front of her: "You are so shameless."
Biqing turned around and was about to leave, but she heard the little boy behind her say, "Don't go, let me go first!"
"Why?"
Bi Qing turned around, pointing her sword downwards, aiming it directly at the tip of the little boy's nose. "You've been following Xuan Yi and me for so long, tormenting us for quite some time. You deserve to suffer a little!"
The tip of the sword magnified infinitely in front of the little boy's eyes, frightening him so much that his face turned pale and he spoke incoherently: "You, you...killing a god...is a serious crime..."
"That requires finding the real body."
Bi Qing lowered her eyes and threatened coldly, "If I defeat you until your soul and body are completely destroyed, even if you are a god, there will be no trace of you in the six realms. Who will know that it was me who killed you?"
The little boy said nothing, as if he was frightened out of his wits by Biqing's words.
"but……"
Upon hearing the turn of events, the little boy's eyes suddenly lit up with a glimmer of hope. He looked at Biqing, waiting for her to continue speaking.
Bi Qing said with a forced smile, "I can let you go. First, disperse the fog. Then, come with me to find Xuan Yi and ask your friend to stop."
The little boy just mentioned the word "friend", which reminded Biqing of the mist that the vines were reaching out to.
The result was obvious. The cloud of mist Xuan Yi discovered should be the friend that the little boy in front of him was talking about.
Biqing raised her eyebrows: He is still a child after all, and he is not as good as the old men in the tribe at hiding things. He was scared by me after just a few words.
The little boy was surprised and asked, "How do you know Fu Lan is my friend? I never told you."
"Because I am God."
Bi Qing turned around in feigned impatience: "I wonder how Xuan Yi is doing. I'm going to go check on him."
When the little boy saw Biqing take several steps forward, he shouted, "I believe you are a god! Big sister! Please let me go!"
The little boy's body suddenly became empty and was surrounded by green spiritual power and sent to Biqing.
"Let's talk about it after I find Xuan Yi."
Bi Qing glanced at the back of the little boy's hand where blood was gushing out. She couldn't bear it, so she sent out a little spiritual power from her fingertips to heal him.
"My sister said that only a god can cure a god."
The little boy was moved and looked at Biqing suspiciously: "So... you really are a god?"
"nature."
Bi Qing thought: Your sister must not be a powerful deity, that's why she said that only a deity can cure a deity.
His immortal bones had gained Xuan Yi's magical power and were restored to their original state.
Monsters can also save gods.
The little boy looked at Biqing suspiciously, his eyes moving back and forth over her body several times: "Are you really a deity?"
The veins on Biqing's forehead bulged. She ignored the little boy and opened her palm to look at the blue demonic power lying motionless in her palm.
It looked like Xuan Yi had either caught the cloud of fog or was trapped in it.
"My name is Ge Qing, and my sister's name is Zi Teng." The little boy took the initiative to get closer and asked, "Big sister, what's your name?"
Biqing pretended not to hear and went forward to look for Xuanyi.
"Big sister, I didn't mean to mistake you for a monster."
Ge Qing said, "Big sister, you have the breath of a monster. It smells like a snake. We are very afraid of snakes, so I attacked you and wanted to drive you out."
snake?
Bi Qing stopped and asked, "Are you sure that the scent on me is that of a snake, not Xuan Yi?"
"Is that the wolf demon Xuan Yi? Who is he to you?"
Ge Qing asked curiously, but Bi Qing didn't answer. He had to suppress his curiosity for the time being and replied to Bi Qing's previous question: "After the wolf demon left, you no longer had his scent on you."
Biqing frowned.
The snake scales that Mingzhu had given him were given to Xuanyi when they went to Weishui.
So the rest...
Bi Qing untied the small snake fang tied at the end of her hair and presented it to Ge Qing: "Is this the aura?"
Ge Qing only took one look at the small snake fang in Biqing's palm, and his lips turned pale with fear: "This is it! This is it!"
Green light covered the little snake's fangs, and the terrifying aura that only Ge Qing could feel dissipated instantly.
"This was given to me by my friend." Biqing smiled, "She's a very capable woman, just a little awkward."
Ge Qing paused for a long time before sensing Biqing's aura.
His eyes sparkled as he looked at Biqing in admiration: "You really are a god! You are from the Xiaoxiang clan! I really like the Supreme God Chisong! You must have seen him! He must be very handsome..."
"Goddess Akamatsu is a woman."
Bi Qing interrupted Ge Qing's fantasy and said disdainfully, "You don't even know whether the Red Pine Goddess is a man or a woman, yet you blindly worship her. If the Red Pine God knew, he would definitely despise you!"
“It’s actually a woman.”
Ge Qing felt lost for a moment, then his tone became more respectful: "Goddess Chisong is so powerful! She is even more powerful than men! I must become a god as powerful as Goddess Chisong in the future!"
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