Yun Zheng grabbed his ankles, lifted him up and slammed him to the ground.
"Bang!"
The ground cracked, and the front half of Wu Chengmo's body suddenly sank into the ground.
People present: “!”
This was not the end yet. The girl in red easily pulled him out of the ground and then threw him to the other side.
With a loud bang, half of Wu Chengmo's body fell into the ground again.
He smashed it back and forth repeatedly at an extremely fast speed, again and again, making it difficult for anyone present to see what Wu Chengmo's current condition was.
Everyone present swallowed silently, looking at the bright girl in red before them, feeling an inexplicable fear in their hearts.
Suddenly, the girl stopped and pulled out Wu Chengmo who was stuck in the ground. At this moment, Wu Chengmo was dying, his head was covered in blood and muddy soil. His lips were trembling and blood was flowing out.
Yun Zheng raised her hand, and a silver sword fell into her hand. She raised the sword and swung it downwards.
"Clang—"
In an instant, a blood mark appeared on Wu Chengmo's neck, and his pupils widened to the maximum at that moment.
Seeing this, the people present had a flicker of fear in their eyes. This girl was quite capable of hiding herself, and she had actually managed to kill Wu Chengmo of the Holy Heavenly Dao Realm on her own! It was better not to provoke her!
At this time, Yun Zheng leaned over and took off the storage ring that Wu Chengmo was wearing.
The people around began to discuss quietly:
"I didn't expect Wu Chengmo to lose to an unknown little girl this time. Not only did he lose all his savings, he also lost his life."
"Does Wu Chengmo have another son?"
"Yes, his son has also entered the Qianhe Secret Realm. His son is quite famous in the Second Prefecture and is stronger than Wu Chengmo..."
"I wonder if he will come to seek revenge?"
Yun Zheng's eyes flickered. After she retracted her sword, she walked towards Lao Qinglong and Mo Jing.
But after taking only two steps, a fishy-sweet taste surged in his throat, and the sword wound on his back also felt a burning pain.
She frowned.
Yun Zheng took out two bottles of pills from the storage space and put them into her mouth one by one like eating sugar pills.
Everyone was slightly surprised: "..." Is she so good at Hongyu? !
Some people showed a covetous look, but the scene of the girl violently hitting Wu Chengmo emerged in their minds. They shuddered immediately and could only silently give up their evil thoughts.
After Yun Zheng took the pill, she felt that the tingling in her back was not as intense, and her pale complexion gradually improved a little.
She stepped forward, took a deep look at the unconscious young man in black tights, then raised her hand to take the broken knife from his hand.
"Let's go."
These words were said to Old Qinglong. Although Old Qinglong looked annoyed, he still carried Mo Jing on his back conscientiously.
The people present watched them leave with different thoughts in their minds.
"There's no more show to watch, let's all go home."
Yun Zheng used her blood pupils to look around and found a relatively hidden and safe place, and asked Lao Qinglong to take Mo Jing with him.
After arriving, she helped the seriously injured young man in black clothes to sit on the ground, letting his back lean against the tree trunk.
"Mo Jing is seriously injured." The old man with green eyebrows frowned and said.
Yun Zheng said slowly, "I need to help him heal his injuries for the next two days. Si Qing, you will stay here for me."
Upon hearing this, Old Qinglong nodded without hesitation.
Next, Yun Zheng began to treat Mo Jing's external injuries. After bandaging them, she used her spiritual power to heal his tendons and veins, as well as the minor hidden injuries bit by bit.
An hour later, beads of sweat appeared on her forehead and her lips turned slightly pale.
Seeing this, Lao Qinglong's eyes flashed with heartache. He wanted to say to her: Girl, your own injuries haven't been treated yet, please stop for a while...
But, he knew...
Even if he told her, the girl would never stop because if the injury was delayed for a long time and not properly treated, it would damage her cultivation foundation.
He also knew how much this girl valued her companions.
Time passed quickly and soon it was evening.
Yun Zheng pinched Mo Jing's cheeks, forced him to open his mouth, and fed him a bottle of pills.
After completing the last step of healing, Yun Zheng's heart relaxed. She took out a small stool from the storage space and sat down.
The sword wound on her back still burned dully.
At this time, Old Qinglong frowned and said, "Let them all come out, and you go into the Phoenix Star Space."
Yun Zheng smiled and said, "That's exactly what I meant."
The next moment, Dajuan and the other cubs were all teleported out, and she spoke to them briefly.
"You stay here and don't run around."
Then, her eyes fell on the little boy in the white robe and said, "Dajuan, keep an eye on them."
"Yes, master." The little boy in white robe nodded seriously.
In the end, only Sanfeng stayed with her in the Fengxing space, because Sanfeng could apply medicine to the wound on Yun Zheng's back.
"Master, does it hurt?" The girl's eyes were slightly hot as she looked at the shocking bloodstains on her back and asked in a trembling voice.
"It doesn't hurt. It will go away in a few days."
Yun Zheng smiled. Although her words were exaggerated, she could make medicine to remove the scar left by the wound herself. It's just that... this time it would take a few days longer than before.
As the opponent becomes stronger, the scars left behind will be more difficult to remove.
During the time when Yun Zheng was recuperating in the Fengxing space, there was a lot of commotion outside. One of the reasons was that Qiongqi was being mean again, and another reason was that Taotie wanted to devour all the living creatures around him.
As the eldest, Dajuan had a serious expression on his handsome and tender face. He turned the page and said slowly:
"Catch them all in one swoop!"
In an instant, an invisible force pressed Erbai, Liuqi, Qifan, Badan and Shitao to the ground, making them completely unable to move.
Dajuan said with a stern face, "If you don't behave, I'll turn to the second page."
Naked intimidation.
"Damn book!" Qiongqi cursed.
"Big scroll..."
Before they could finish speaking, they realized their mouths were forcibly closed.
“Mmmmm…”
Only Wu Lin and Lao Qinglong were not suppressed. The reason was that Wu Lin took a small stool and sat next to Mo Jing, while Lao Qinglong stood with his hands behind his back, watching the movements around him.
Old Qinglong glanced at the cubs lying on the ground, then moved his gaze to the little boy in white robe, and a hint of unknown meaning flashed in his eyes.
What level of book spirit would increase as the master's cultivation level increases?
Moreover, the power of Dajuan was growing at an extremely terrifying speed, giving him the feeling that... the imprisoned power was being released layer by layer.
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