Chapter 9 009 Who is the woman with me?
Ah Huai paused in his leisurely tearing of the oil paper, looked at Zhuang Rong'er thoughtfully, and said, "If it were me, I would probably cut the weeds and eradicate them completely."
Zhuang Rong'er was stunned for a moment, and then smiled at him.
Ah Huai lowered his eyes and looked away quickly.
"Your leg is fine. That blow caused the cold and gloomy energy of the ghost to enter your body. It will dissipate on its own after one or two hours of waiting."
Zhuang Rong'er had finished eating all the pastries, but Ah Huai hadn't taken a bite yet.
His slow movements revealed a certain elegance, like a well-mannered young man. I imagine if Jing Huai were to eat, he would also be like this.
"I'll let this beast stay here with you. I'll go into the city alone and will be back before sunset." Zhuang Rong'er admired his behavior for a while, then stood up and said, "There's a sandstorm in Liusha City every ten hours, and each one lasts about two or three hours.
The sandstorm will start in the evening today. If you can leave here early, I will definitely come to pick you up. If not, we will continue to stay in the cave tonight.
Ghosts from the underworld will not appear during the day. You can leave the cave and bask in the sun around you, which will speed up the dissipation of the cold energy in your legs.
Remember to take the beast with you; it will protect you. Don't go too far."
This was the longest speech she had ever said to him.
It was also the first time she introduced the current environment to him, although she didn't elaborate much.
He went from the pavilion to the desert in a coma. The fact that he did not show any confusion did not mean that he had fully understood the situation.
Ah Huai nodded calmly without any objection.
Zhuang Rong'er left most of her belongings in the cave and only carried a small Qiankun bag with her, which contained necessary items.
"Don't eat the snacks in that box for now. Feel free to help yourself to the rest of the food."
That was the "apology gift" that Changbaohui had given her earlier. When she opened the box and checked it, she found that there was still some spiritual energy hidden in the snack. Perhaps it could play a key role in this place where the spiritual power was sealed.
Of course, this also further proves that the Changbaohui banker is a key figure in this game.
The combination of the Blood-Crying Quicksand Hairpin and the God-Devouring Pearl was not an accident that happened in his home turf. On the contrary, he may have been instrumental in instigating or even planning it.
When the snack was handed to her, the dealer's attitude towards her was also very intriguing.
Zhuang Rong'er was a little annoyed.
She did not delay any longer and winked at the little snake, causing it to transform into a giant python to protect Ah Huai at the critical moment. She wanted to go back to the city alone to find out what was going on.
What happened before dawn has proved that even if she doesn't go to the mountain, the mountain will come to her.
She couldn't stay out of it, nor could she just be a spectator and wait for the situation to resolve itself.
The harassment of the sand ghost touched her reverse scale. Even if the price of participating in it was that she could not obtain the Spirit-Building Branch, she could not hide here any longer and put herself and Ah Huai into danger passively.
Before leaving, she reminded him again: "Remember to change your clothes."
Clothes that have been touched by sand ghosts are dirty.
As for her own tears, they couldn't be said to be dirty, but they still made her feel disgusted. Ah Huai had better change her clothes quickly, and it would be best if she could burn the one she was wearing now.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but turned back and asked, "Do you need my help?"
"No need." Ah Huai declined politely.
Zhuang Rong'er left.
After she left, Ah Huai reached out his hand to check on his leg for a moment. The pain and numbness had subsided. He then stood up and walked towards the place where the little snake was coiled.
He bent down and pulled out the handkerchief that was wrapped in the snake's body, and took the handkerchief away under the little snake's unfriendly gaze.
The little snake stuck out its tongue at him, arched its front high, and released its hostility without any concealment.
Ah Huai pretended not to notice and began to eat slowly.
He folded the handkerchief and put it aside. He had no intention of keeping it. He just didn't like the messy look of the snake entangled around the handkerchief.
When everything was almost ready, he walked to the entrance of the cave, climbed up the edge and jumped lightly.
His health has generally improved. Although he has not recovered to his best condition, he is no longer so weak that he can't take care of himself.
What meets the eye is the vast desert, and in the north you can see a city with no visible borders in the distance.
There is a not very high but fairly solid sand slope right behind it, and it is thanks to this cave that it can become a safe haven.
Some broken branches and tree roots were blown to the foot of the sand slope and buried in the sand. They were all traces left by last night's raging sandstorm.
Suddenly, an unfamiliar cold sword intent came from behind him. The temperature in Ah Huai's eyes cooled down. He turned around and hid, then quickly picked up a piece of dead wood at the foot of the sand slope and used his backhand to meet the attack.
Without the support of spiritual energy, the sword became an ordinary long sword. When it came into contact with the dead wood, it cut off half of the top of the wood. However, when Ah Huai turned his wrist, the wood seemed even sharper because the tip was exposed, and it was a fierce attack.
The attacker who suddenly appeared from the side of the sand slope was a man in white wearing a fox mask.
His swordsmanship was tricky, his moves were skillful, and his movements were smooth. It was obvious that he was an expert, and his murderous intent was overwhelming.
However, every move of this person seemed extremely slow in Ah Huai's eyes, as if it were a slow motion that had been decomposed.
He frowned slightly, without dodging or breaking the spell, and began to concentrate and stand still, subconsciously imitating the man's movements, using the dead wood in his hand as a sword to perform the same moves as him, and it was so smooth that there was no flaw at all.
If the opponent holds his sword horizontally in front of him, he will hold his sword horizontally in front of him. If the opponent turns around and swings his sword, he will turn around and swing his sword. If the opponent stabs with his sword, he will also stab with his sword.
Every move and every posture occurred simultaneously, the sword shadow leaped, and the shadow of the dead tree also leaped with it.
The tip of the sword clashed with the dead wood, one sharp and the other dull, but neither could break it at all.
Ah Huai's repetition obviously frightened the other party for a moment. The man hurriedly put away his sword and made another difficult killing move, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at his eyebrows.
However, this unstoppable attack had little power in Ah Huai's eyes. Not only did he quickly bend down to avoid it, he also turned around and swung his sword directly at the palm of the man's sword-holding hand.
The opponent groaned in pain, his entire arm became numb, and the sword in his hand swung out uncontrollably.
The man's figure suddenly froze. For a sword cultivator, there was nothing more humiliating than having the sword in his hand knocked away.
Ah Huai skillfully picked up the fallen sword on the sand with a dead tree and brought it to his own hand. The strange yet familiar feeling when he gripped the hilt made him open and close his palm involuntarily. He drew the sword horizontally across the attacker's neck and moved it slightly upwards.
When the man's mask was taken off, a pale face soaked with sweat was revealed.
He looked quite young, an ordinary-looking man with light eyebrows, a stranger I had no impression of.
Now that he has lost his memory, he won't look at anyone he recognizes.
Ah Huai stopped holding the sword and looked at the other person expressionlessly. The tip of the sword was always on the man's skin, neither moving away nor piercing.
The man didn't dare to continue breathing heavily, for fear that his throat would rub against the blade. He looked at Ah Huai in fear, and suddenly knelt down slowly and carefully on the spot.
"Please spare my life, Sword Master!" the man trembled. "I am Liu Li, a disciple of Wanren Mountain. I have been blind and ignorant, and have offended Sword Master. I sincerely offer the treasures in my bag as amends..."
It was no wonder that Liu Li underestimated his enemy and acted rashly. He had seen Ah Huai when he was lying in ambush near Shapo, and he had long remembered this man's face - it was simply too stunning. He had never seen anyone with this appearance in his sixty or seventy years of life.
As a sword cultivator, he had also traveled to Tianque Sect for exchanges. He had also had the honor of meeting Yu Huansheng Sword Lord, who was famous for his handsome appearance, several times. However, compared with this person, he immediately paled in comparison.
As the first item auctioned at the Changbaohui, a miserable slave with no spiritual veins and only a body was eventually won by Zhuang Ronger, the current master of Cuihuan Valley.
Even in the Quicksand City where spiritual power was sealed, ordinary people like him were still ants that could be crushed to death by a cultivator with one hand.
He deserves to be vulnerable.
But the strange thing is that he, who should be weak as a kitten, can use the sword skills that only the inner disciples of Wanren Mountain practice, and even use them to a level far superior to his own!
As an ordinary person without spiritual veins, he clearly doesn't even have the qualifications to join the outer sect!
What is the origin of this person?
"I can spare your life, but you must answer every question I ask you truthfully."
——Liu Li heard this person speak in a calm tone.
He was stunned for a moment, then quickly and enthusiastically said hello.
"...Who is the woman with me?"
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