Sang Wusheng's face turned pale, and he hugged Lu Ming tightly with both hands, his body trembling. He did not answer Cang Zhi's question, but dark patterns gradually appeared on his cheeks, and his appearance instantly changed from Jing Mo to his original appearance. The abundant spiritual energy seemed to have suddenly found a way to vent, gushing out from his body continuously and flowing into Lu Ming's cold body at a very fast speed.
As Lu Ming's spiritual energy was replenished, his face gradually turned from pale to rosy, and his body gradually recovered its previous temperature. However, he had just been drained of too much spiritual energy by the backlash of the insect poison. Although Sang Wusheng replenished it in time, his body still suffered a considerable impact. He could only lean limply in Sang Wusheng's arms and fell into a coma.
In the darkness, Cang Zhi witnessed the change in Sang Wusheng's appearance with his own eyes. His red pupils stared at Sang Wusheng, his eyes gleaming with hatred and coldness. His heart was like a hurricane passing through, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.
This young man has the blood of the demon royal family in his body, and there are familiar black lines on his cheeks. Moreover, the smell of the demons is so familiar, so familiar that he grits his teeth in hatred when he thinks of it, and wishes he could eat their flesh alive.
This young man is clearly Chen Mu’s descendant!
Cang Zhi tried his best to calm himself down, his nails almost digging into his flesh, and he finally stopped the urge to rush forward and kill the boy in front of him. He took a deep breath, smiled coldly, and said to Sang Wusheng: "The blood contract just concluded is also a kind of Gu insect, which does no harm to the person. But this kid actually has 'Wu Sha' in his body, which is a bit dangerous. If the two kinds of Gu insects live in the same body at the same time, sooner or later they will be attacked by 'Wu Sha' day and night, and eventually die of spiritual energy exhaustion."
Sang Wusheng's eyes were stern, and he asked in a deep voice: "Is there any way to save him?"
Cang Zhi's mouth curled up slightly, and his eyes flashed with a glimmer of success. He slowed down his voice and said, "There is only one way to delay the pain of the insect poison backlash, but this task needs to be done by you."
Sang Wusheng said calmly: "What do you need me to do?"
Cang Zhi smiled gently and said slowly: "Transfer the blood contract that I just made with this kid into your body, and you will replace him to complete my order. Kill the Demon Realm Saint Chen Mu."
Sang Wusheng said coldly: "I can agree to your conditions, but you must ensure that my brother is no longer constrained by the blood contract."
Cang Zhi said: "Of course. If the contract is transferred into your body, it will have nothing to do with him."
Sang Wusheng lowered his eyes, took out a silver needle from his sleeve, and inserted it into his heart without hesitation. Immediately, blood slowly dripped from the needle hole, and his cheeks turned pale because of the pain, but his eyes were calm. He just slowly pulled out the silver needle and dripped the blood onto the red mole on Lu Ming's wrist. It seemed that in an instant, the red mole on Lu Ming's wrist gradually disappeared and turned to Sang Wusheng.
When Cang Zhi saw that the blood contract had been transferred, his eyes lit up with a brilliance that had not appeared in thousands of years. In this way, he could sit back and watch a good show of father and son killing each other. Even if Sang Wusheng finally knew his life experience, he was restricted by the blood contract just formed, and he could also take his life in an instant.
Regardless of whether Chen Mu was eventually killed by his son or not, he was undoubtedly the final winner. He felt that he had never felt as good as he did now since the day he was born and knew about Chen Mu's existence.
Sang Wusheng reached out and gently wiped the sweat off Lu Ming's forehead, and said to Cang Zhi without even looking up: "We can leave now."
Cang Zhi pointed out the way out for them in a rare gentle manner: "Go straight along the stream upstream, and you will be out of this valley in half an hour."
Sang Wusheng didn't say anything. He carried the unconscious Lu Ming on his back without saying a word and walked away quickly along the stream.
The plot always returns to its original track without anyone noticing. Some things have changed, but some things remain unchanged. 233, who witnessed everything from beginning to end, couldn't help but sigh. Isn't life so dramatic? It's just like a Korean drama...
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When Luming woke up, he found himself sitting in a carriage.
He opened his sleepy eyes and was stunned for a while before his consciousness gradually returned. The insect poison had actually started to bite back prematurely, sucking away too much of his spiritual energy. Even now, it was still a little difficult for him to raise his hands.
Sang Wusheng, who was driving the carriage in front, felt that Lu Ming's breathing had changed. Knowing that he had woken up, he lifted the curtain, turned his head and smiled: "Brother, you are awake."
Lu Ming smiled back and nodded, then looked out the curtain with some confusion and asked, "Where is this? Will Cang Zhi let us go?"
Sang Wusheng nodded and said casually: "My brother was bitten by the insect poison last night and was unconscious for the whole night. I quickly asked him for the way out of the valley, carried him on my back and left there."
Hearing this, Lu Ming said with some guilt: "After traveling for such a long time, Xiaomo must be tired. It's getting late now, why don't you stop and rest for a while."
Sang Wusheng hummed, immediately stopped the carriage, reached out his hand to help Lu Ming get off the carriage, and said with a smile as he walked: "Brother, are you hungry? I'll go catch a pheasant and roast it for you."
Lu Ming's eyes moved, and he couldn't help licking his lips. His stomach also growled in agreement. Speaking of which, he hadn't had a proper meal since he escaped from the He family. Cultivators don't often feel hungry. Even if they are hungry, they can sit cross-legged and circulate the spiritual energy in their bodies, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, which can also achieve the effect of filling their stomachs. Most of Lu Ming's spiritual energy was sucked away, and now he is really a little hungry.
Sang Wusheng found the riverside, spread a clean cushion on the ground, helped Luming to sit down, poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to him, then quickly ran to shoot a pheasant, built a fire, and roasted it over the fire. By the way, he took out all the clothes that Luming had worn, washed them, and quickly hung them on the thick rope that had just been tied next to the fire, and then he had time to apply various seasonings to the roasted chicken that was already emitting fragrance.
Lu Ming watched Sang Wusheng busying around with extremely skilled movements, and couldn't help but cover his face in shame. As a brother, his life skills are not lit up, which is a great dereliction of duty! But having such a brother with almost full life skills is so lucky, isn't it!
Sang Wusheng cut the roast chicken into pieces, put it on a delicate little plate and handed it to Lu Ming, and even took out silver chopsticks from the carriage. Lu Ming ate with gusto, but he was also a little confused. How many things did this kid put in the carriage? He even brought bowls and chopsticks.
Sang Wusheng seemed to see Lu Ming's curiosity, and smiled slightly, saying: "Brother always likes cleanliness, and is a bit picky about food, so I brought bowls, chopsticks and seasonings with me, so that he won't have to work too hard on the way."
Hearing these words, Lu Ming was so moved that he almost burst into tears. He held the plate in his hand, stuffed his mouth with food, and looked at Sang Wusheng with approval. This is the legendary national good brother!
Sang Wusheng looked at his brother with amusement, reached out to wipe the oil off the corners of his mouth, and said: "Brother, your spiritual energy has been drained away a lot, you need to eat more to replenish it."
Lu Ming put down the plate, reached out to feel Sang Wusheng's spiritual energy, frowned and said: "Why is your spiritual energy so weak? Did you do something while I was unconscious?"
Sang Wusheng's body froze, and then he made up a story: "Maybe I used up most of it when I was carrying my brother on my back."
Seeing his unnatural expression, Lu Ming knew that this idiot must have seen him unconscious and transferred his spiritual energy into his body in a hurry. Lu Ming sighed and said softly: "Xiao Mo, don't take such a risk next time. When the insect poison bites back, even the spiritual energy injected from the outside will be sucked away by it. If you don't evacuate in time, even your life will be in danger."
Sang Wusheng smiled slightly, his eyebrows curved into a beautiful arc, his eyes like sparkling stones became more dazzling in the moonlight: "Brother, you worry too much, I know my limits, this won't happen."
Lu Ming was still a little worried and said: "Anyway, just don't do this again in the future."
Sang Wusheng nodded quickly and said, "I will pay more attention in the future."
As soon as Sang Wusheng finished speaking, a clear laugh suddenly came from not far away, mixed with the pleasant sound of bells, which sounded unusually clear in the silent environment.
"What a delicious roast chicken. Could you share some with me?"
A burst of laughter came from not far away, and Lu Ming looked up and saw that the person who came was actually a bright and beautiful girl. She was wearing a black nightgown, her hair was combed up to the top of her head and tied into a bun, and a jet-black braid was pinned at her waist, which was very eye-catching.
Lu Ming was shocked. How could this flower appear automatically like this?
Sang Wusheng also obviously noticed the long whip on the girl's waist. His eyes turned and he asked calmly: "Who are you?"
The girl giggled and walked forward. Her beautiful eyes were large and bright. She said to the two men, "I'm just passing by and want to ask you two gentlemen for some food."
Lu Ming wanted to learn Fu Shu's whereabouts from her, so he smiled and said gently: "Miss, please come and sit down."
The girl's eyes rolled, and just as she was about to step forward, she suddenly stopped and asked in confusion: "How could you tell that I'm a woman?"
Lu Ming laughed in his heart, thinking, can you be more reliable when you dress up as a man, put on makeup and perfume, and show off your breasts, so that people with poor eyesight may not be able to tell that you are a woman.
Lu Ming smiled and avoided answering, vacated his seat, and handed her the cut roast chicken. Hua Tui walked straight forward to take the roast meat, tasted a piece, and then frowned and handed it back, saying: "It's too salty, I won't eat it, I'll give it back to you."
Lu Ming took the plate calmly, but he was speechless in his heart. He couldn't help but feel anxious for Hua Tui's serious IQ arrears. Girl, don't you think you sprinkled too much unknown powder on the barbecue?
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