The spiritual power in his body was running wildly, and Sheng He raised his sword and stabbed towards Chu Heng. Because he couldn't reveal his identity, Sheng He's sword moves were completely random.

At the same time, countless vines grew on the tree again, and the vines continued to entangle Chu Heng and Zhao Yanran like tentacles.

Chu Heng took out the Explosive Flame Talisman to resist while constantly dealing with Sheng He's sword moves. For a moment, he looked a little embarrassed.

Sheng He curled his lips slightly and increased the speed of his sword.

The talismans would eventually run out, but in this endless swamp forest, her vines would never run out.

"Ah! Brother, save me!"

Zhao Yanran was once again hung up by the vines, and a palm-sized green vine fell from her arms.

Seeing that Chu Heng's gaze seemed to fall on the green wood vine on the ground, Zhao Yanran took the opportunity to use the Thousand Faces Technique and immediately swallowed the Charm Pill.

"Brother, I know you have been worrying about your cultivation. Yanran can't bear to see you looking sad every day, so I want to take advantage of this opportunity to go to the secret realm and pick some green wood vines to relieve your worries."

"But who would have thought... who would have thought that I would meet this thief on the way, who wanted to snatch the Aoki vine away by force. Woo woo woo, Senior Brother, it's all my fault!"

The effects of the Thousand Face Technique and the Charm Pill were at their peak at this moment. Chu Heng slowed down his movements. He looked at the junior sister in front of him and felt like his heart was melting.

My junior sister is so beautiful and kind, and she always thinks about me. How can I blame her?

Chu Heng didn't dare to blink, staring at Zhao Yanran without blinking. Why didn't he think Zhao Yanran was so beautiful before?

An oval face, big watery eyes, rosy cheeks, and peach-like lips.

Chu Heng's eyes fell on those moist lips, and he felt a burning sensation in his lower abdomen.

"Junior sister..."

"Chu Heng's favorability is eighty, eighty-five, ninety, ninety-nine, one hundred."

"Congratulations to the host. The favorability of the male supporting role Chu Heng has reached 100. Congratulations to the host for exceeding the task. The reward is double points, a total of 2,000 points. The host's current total points: 2,000."

Finally she got Chu Heng down with her, and she knew that men were most susceptible to this kind of trick.

Before Zhao Yanran could even smile, she was shocked to see the masked man in black stabbing Chu Heng in the chest with a long sword.

Then, the masked man in black turned his head, and his eyes stared at Zhao Yanran as if he was looking at prey.

The joy just now was instantly replaced by great fear. Zhao Yanran said in a panic: "She...how could she kill Chu Heng? System, system, what should I do? I just resurrected and don't want to die now!"

Before she finished her words, she felt a sudden sharp pain in her chest. Zhao Yanran lowered her head in disbelief. A long sword was stuck in her chest.

"puff!"

Zhao Yanran suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The man in black seemed to be afraid that she was not dead yet, so he drew out his sword and stabbed her body again. It was not until she was stabbed with five or six bloody holes that the system finally arrived.

"I'm sorry, host. There was a short delay due to insufficient energy. I detected that the host was seriously injured by the sword and corroded by poison. I will start the transfer soon."

Sheng He didn't expect that in such a life-and-death situation, Zhao Yanran would still have the mind to flirt with Chu Heng.

Naturally, she would not just stand there like a fool and watch Chu Heng and Zhao Yanran being so affectionate.

On the contrary, while Chu Heng was distracted, the vines had already wrapped around his body.

This time, with the experience just now, Sheng He did not dare to delay for a moment, and immediately stabbed Chu Heng through with the poisonous sword in his hand.

As for Zhao Yanran, Sheng He had seen her evil magic and didn't know how many times he would have to stab her to kill her completely, so he simply stabbed her as many times as he could.

Warm blood splashed on her face, and Zhao Yanran kept wailing.

Sheng He had a blank expression on her face. She knew that this woman would not die so easily. Sheng He drew out his sword and stabbed it into Zhao Yanran's chest again.

A breeze blew by, and it seemed that sand got into Sheng He's eyes. He squinted subconsciously, and his hands suddenly felt empty.

When she opened her eyes again, there was nothing in front of her.

Those vines seemed to have been torn apart by someone, and lay in pieces on the ground.

Zhao Yanran is missing.

The sword in her hand also disappeared.

The entire swamp forest was silent, as if no one had ever been there.

Did someone rescue Zhao Yanran?

Sheng He immediately turned around and looked behind him, and sure enough, Chu Heng was gone.

The cultivators who could enter the Jingyue Secret Realm were at most at the Jindan level. Sheng He didn't believe that a Jindan True Person could rescue two seriously injured people quietly without her noticing.

Sheng He narrowed his eyes, and his gaze suddenly became sharp.

Since he is not a monk, the only possibility is... the system!

“Snap!”

The bird's nest that was originally standing on the tree trunk was shaking because the vines were pulled by someone, and finally fell to the ground.

The only remaining egg in the bird's nest was shattered into pieces, and the red eggshell was shattered all over the ground.

A red bird that looked like a duck flew out from the treetops. It let out a scream and raised its head while flapping its wings to fly into the air.

Sheng He looked in the direction of the voice and saw a red feather slowly falling, emitting golden light under the refraction of sunlight.

The three little radishes widened their eyes, looked at each other, and saw from each other's eyes that something was wrong, so they quickly pulled Sheng He's hair.

There was a sharp pain in her scalp, but Sheng He seemed unaware of it. She stared at the red-gold tail feathers infatuatedly and couldn't help but reach out to catch them.

The tail feathers disappeared quietly the moment they touched Sheng He's skin, leaving only a red feather mark on the palm of her hand.

Sheng He came back to her senses immediately. She suddenly felt hot all over, her brain felt like it was about to explode, and her whole body was in pain as if it was on fire.

"Ao Shuang!"

Sheng He shouted, grabbed the Aoshuang Sword and rushed into the depths of the forest.

......

"What! How come I only have 600 points left? I still had 2,000 just now!"

At the other end of the secret realm, Zhao Yanran pointed at the numbers on the points panel and said angrily.

The system's voice was a little impatient: "I lent you the Thousand Faces Technique and Charm Pill in advance. Now of course I have to deduct the points. What's more, I have to take you and Chu Heng to escape, and I have to heal your injuries."

"There are only so many left now. Do you still want to save him? If you don't save him, he will die."

Zhao Yanran pursed her lips and asked uncertainly: "Will he really be the leader of Qingyun Sect in the future?"

After receiving a positive answer, Zhao Yanran gritted her teeth and said, "Save!"

Looking at the huge "zero" on the points panel, Zhao Yanran felt so heartbroken that she felt like bleeding. She could never have imagined that Chu Heng, the eldest senior brother of Qingyun Sect, could not even beat a small minion of the man in black, causing all the points she had just earned to be spent.