Be a Salted Fish In the Harem Text

Mu Sheng hugged Qin to avoid the sword light, she raised her head slightly, and saw a somewhat familiar figure.

This person is wearing a blue shirt, carrying a qin on his back, and his expression is as bright and clear as the moon. He is one of the disciples of Qixian Sect who practiced in Zhongxue Mountain in the past, and his name is Shan Chaohan.

The three of Yue Zhenguan were stopped by Shan Chaohan, took away the dharma sword, saluted and said: "It turns out to be Shan Daoist." The leader glanced at Mu Sheng again, and said with a smile, "Although this person Holding the piano, but it's not Yinxiu's junior sister, but—"

"Even if it's not from my Qixian Sect, it's still a junior sister from the Xuan Sect." Shan Chaohan frowned, interrupting the man's words, "I know her, she is a disciple of the Tianyan Sect."

"What's so great about Tian Yanzong? She killed our Senior Brother Wu!" A disciple couldn't control his temper, and raised his voice dissatisfiedly. He looked at Shan Chaohan and snorted coldly, "Shan Daoist, My Senior Brother Wu ran around for you, and in the end, I lost my life fighting with others for the qin, so it’s fine if you don’t help, don’t stop me and wait for my revenge!”

"Junior Brother!" The leading monk pretended to be angry when he heard the words, and scolded.

Shan Chaohan frowned even tighter. Of course she also recognized Wu Xikun, but the relationship was not as close as they said, and it was just his wishful thinking. Yue Zhenguan mentioned marriage with his mentor, but the mentor clearly rejected it! She turned her eyes, and didn't want to pay attention to this group of troublesome people, and said displeasedly: "If it is really the fault of the Tianyan Sect, then there will be sect laws to stop it, instead of letting you kill your fellows in the secret realm With a flash of her figure, she fell to Mu Sheng's side, and the three of Yue Zhenguan were furious when they saw this. They didn't come here to win the first place, their only mission was to avenge Wu Xikun!

"Thank you, Senior Sister Shan." Mu Sheng turned to Shan Chaohan, and smiled with his eyes bent. It will take a while for the medicine to take effect. Originally, he still had to fight with these three idiots, but now that Shan Chaohan's arrival has delayed the time, it is estimated that it is almost time. Looking at the three people whose spiritual power was tumbling and their swords were driven by the tactic, the smile in Mu Sheng's eyes became even more intense. She opened her lips and said the word "upside down" slowly, and then heard a series of thumping sounds, and the three of them The monk's body softened and he fell to the ground.

Shan Chaohan frowned, puzzled and said: "This is—"

Mu Sheng smiled slightly and said, "Of course I am no match for them. I can only find other ways."

Shan Chaohan was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses. She has also seen Danxiu use medicine, but it can only be used as a means of assistance. The more advanced the cultivation base, the more reliance on him, and the medicine cannot be easily overwhelmed. "What's Junior Sister going to do next?" Shan Chaohan asked again with concern. When she entered the secret realm, she got separated from her fellow disciples, and now she was planning to look for her juniors and sisters.

Mu Sheng said: "I'll wait for my senior sister here."

Shan Chaohan raised her eyebrows in surprise, she pointed at the three stunned people on the ground, and said, "But Yue Zhenguan may have a way to find this place. People in this sect are extremely defensive and unreasonable , Relying on the power of Dongtian in one's own sect to sit in the town, and being in the zone of handover with the demon court, other sects dare not do anything to it, and behave extremely perversely."

Mu Sheng originally wanted to give these three people a hard time, but with Shan Chaohan present, it was difficult to do so. Even though she doesn't like Yue Zhenguan's disciples, she agrees that they are fellow Taoists, so she doesn't want to see them kill each other. Mu Sheng's eyes turned, and he said thoughtfully: "Senior Sister Shan is right, but—"

Shan Chaohan smiled and said: "Junior Sister, why not come with me? There is also a guide on the way."

Mu Sheng hesitated, "Will this be bad?"

Shan Chaohan said: "They are all fellow Taoists, what's wrong?"

Just after Mu Sheng and Shan Chaohan left, a red-clothed figure appeared from the sky, and he just found the warmth and sorrow here. She looked around for a while, and after a little perception, she noticed that Mu Sheng's breath had become far away again, and only a faint smell of medicine remained in the air. The warm and sad face turned cold, she stared down at the three monks who seemed to be waking up, stretched out her hand, and saw several cold lights flying away, directly killing the three of them. "What can this little medicine do? It's still too soft-hearted." Wen Qingshou frowned and whispered, then turned to chase after Mu Sheng's disappearance.

There are quite a few monsters in the Dengwen Secret Realm. Compared with the monsters outside, they are even more demonic and mad. After the two of them worked together to kill several golden core stage demons, they arrived at a mighty waters with no end in sight. Floating above the waters is a floating island several miles long.

"I sense that the junior sisters are over there." Shan Chaohan frowned. When she opened her mouth, a stream of smoke appeared not far away, like a curling cloud of smoke, and threw it on the small Zhuzhu.

Seeing this, Mu Sheng nodded and said, "Then let's go there."

On the floating pillars in the water, there are many hills, and there are rustling sounds in the dense bushes. Countless birds are startled, and they float in the sky in a black mass. Behind the bushes, a golden-striped giant python twisted its body and swept its tail. There were only a few loud bangs, and the place hit by the snake's tail was smashed and the ground was in a mess.

Not far away, the girl holding the qin stood upright in front of her injured colleague. She met the python's cold gaze without any timidity, and her fingers landed on the strings, sweeping out an eager string. The scales on the golden python's body glowed darkly, and at this moment, a few snake scales turned up, revealing the wound that was bleeding, but this was already the most serious wound on its body.

"This golden python has formed a pill, which is equivalent to a middle-level monk. Senior sister, don't worry about us, hurry up!" The scream sounded from behind the girl. The girl pursed her lips in disapproval. It was also because they were reckless. They wanted to search for traces of the demon after the gathering. They should have waited for the elder sister! The momentary underestimation of the enemy cost them a heavy price.

"Someone is coming." The girl frowned, hiding a hint of joy, but when she realized that there was no movement after the smoke fell, her heart sank again. She almost forgot that there are still many casual cultivator disciples in the secret realm. They have a normal relationship with the major disciples, and they are considered competitors under such circumstances.

The movement of the golden python only stopped for a moment, it hissed out the snake letter, and a cold vertical line was squeezed out of the faint snake eyes. The snake's tail curled up on a nearby tree, pulled it out easily, and pulled out the whole tree, followed by a strong wind and swept towards the monks in front. At this moment, the huge snake's head also protruded forward. After being missed by a sound blade, he became even more brutal!

The girl's spiritual power was almost wasted, the snake's head was close at hand, but she couldn't retreat! After taking a deep breath, she reluctantly squeezed out a trace of spiritual energy in her spiritual veins, and plucked the strings to play another song for subjugating demons. The sound wave became wild, and the sound wave spread out round and round, hitting the coiled body of the golden python. The golden python hissed in pain, the scales all over his body were covered, and the snake's head bit towards the girl like lightning!

At this moment, a piano sound suddenly brushed down, as bright as a golden glow. Compared with the gentle water waves, it is as bright as gold and iron. The zither sound hit the golden python's head, making a thunderous sound, and immediately knocked it back a few feet. Seeing the familiar figure falling down, the girl holding the piano felt relieved suddenly, her feet went limp, and if it wasn't for the help from her fellow disciple behind her, she might have fallen to the ground.

Shan Chaohan didn't turn his head to look at the situation of his fellow disciples, he only said "Take care of the junior sisters", and then he focused on the golden python, his heart was ringing with alarm. The strings are plucked, and the sound is sonorous. The sound wave formed by the sound of the zither struggled with the giant python, making a burst of crackling noise. This monster has reached the golden core stage, but the physical hardness is far beyond this stage. Shan Chaohan fought with him for a while, and it was difficult to tell the winner.

Mu Sheng stood beside Qin with his arms in his arms, frowning slightly. She fixed her eyes on the wound on the golden python, plucked the string with her fingers, controlled her spiritual power to transform into sword intent, and stabbed at the eversioned flesh and blood! The flesh and blood naturally didn't look like hard scales, and was quickly pierced by the sword intent. The golden python suffered from pain, and the hissing sound was even more tragic.

"This golden python is probably in the late stage of Jindan." Shan Chaohan felt a little tricky, but the junior sisters were injured, and it might not be easy to take them away. She gritted her teeth, her eyes suddenly sank. After clapping the piano, all ten fingers fell on the strings. With the excitement of the piano sound, phantoms of spirit appeared behind her, and suddenly attacked the golden python. She hasn't practiced this kind of piano music for a short time, and she can't fully control it, and it takes a lot of spiritual power to use it, but its power is higher than other big songs!

The spirit spirit and the golden python were fighting in mid-air, and as the number of spirit spirits decreased, the scars on the golden python became more and more. When Mu Sheng saw that Shan Chaohan was furious, he didn't try to hide it, his spiritual power turned around, and the flying sword flew out from the piano, making a long and sharp sound! The sword species in the Sea of ​​Consciousness cheered up, and the five innate qi flowed around the dharma sword, boosting its power up a layer! This is a magic weapon of the heaven rank. When the sword falls, it cuts off the tail of the golden python. Mu Sheng pursed his lips, dissatisfied with the result, but now that she is restricted by her cultivation, she can only exert so much power!

The dirty blood exudes a strong fishy smell.

After the snake tail was severed, the breath of the golden python suddenly weakened, and the remaining spirit was driven by the sound of the piano to grab the flesh and blood, and soon the golden python's wound was widened. A quarter of an hour later, the golden python became dying, and Shan Chaohan and Mu Sheng also turned pale, with sweat dripping from their foreheads. Shan Chaohan didn't want to take this merit, so he glanced at Mu Sheng, and said wearily: "Junior Sister Mu, this is your credit."

Mu Sheng waved his hand, if Shan Chaohan wasn't there, she would just turn around and run away when she encountered such a monster. Just as the two were pushing away from each other, there was a bang, and a flying shuttle came from the darkness. Mu Sheng's heart tightened, and he squeezed out a wave of spiritual power and stretched out his hand, about to knock down the shuttle. But the power of the flying shuttle is not so easy to dissipate. It was originally aimed at the golden python, but after being slightly deflected by Mu Sheng, it actually came towards the person, passing through Mu Sheng's shoulder in an instant! Yu Shi nailed through the head of the golden python.

Mu Sheng hissed in pain, stretched out his hands to cover his shoulders, blood trickled down between his fingers.

Shan Chaohan exclaimed, and his face suddenly sank: "Junior Sister Mu!"

Mu Sheng's complexion was pale, and he shook his head and said, "I'm fine." She took out a pill and put it in her mouth, then slapped the shuttle, forcefully pressing it in place.

The sneak attacker originally only wanted to kill the golden python, but he didn't expect the flying shuttle to hit him. It's fine if it's an ordinary disciple, but it happens to be those Taoist masters. Now that the flying shuttle is restrained, he can only walk out of the dark place with a gloomy face, cupped his hands towards Mu Sheng and said, "Can you return the magic weapon?"

"Do you still have the face to ask for a magic weapon after injuring someone?" The disciple of Qixian Sect was overwhelmed and said angrily.

The gloomy Taoist said indifferently: "If she didn't do something superfluous, the shuttle wouldn't miss it. I can't blame anyone."

"I also hunted and killed the golden python." The disciple said again.

The gloomy Taoist raised his eyebrows and smiled playfully. He said, "So what? If you tried your best, the life of this beast was taken by me?"

The disciple of Qixian Sect was so angry that his lips trembled and he cursed: "Shameless!"

Mu Sheng narrowed his eyes and looked at this Taoist, without any impression of him. Looking at his appearance, he must be a casual cultivator wandering around. She didn't speak, not even caring about her pierced shoulder. The spirit sword in Qin Zhong flew out again, slashing towards the flying shuttle! A brilliant light burst out from the sword, and after a few breaths, the flying shuttle became a useless weapon.

Seeing Mu Sheng destroying his magic weapon in front of him, the gloomy Taoist immediately flew into a rage. He roared and said: "If you break my magic weapon, then use that sword to pay for it!" At this moment, he doesn't care about whether the big one is big or not. Kyushu is so big, is it possible that they will keep chasing and killing them? There is always a place to hide, no matter how bad it is, go to the monster race or even the demon race! With a flick of his sleeve, a sword several feet long with a cold light flew out from it. Driven by him, the sword danced with staggered cold lights.

The Taoist sneered, his cultivation was already at the Great Perfection of the Golden Core, and it was by chance that he came back to the secret realm. It is more than enough to deal with a few exhausted monks! Seeing the Taoist's sudden attack, Shan Chaohan yelled "be careful", and stood in front of Mu Sheng. Push yourself hard and fall back!

"You big disciples—" A vicious light flashed out of the gloomy Taoist's eyes, he didn't continue, but snorted coldly.

Mu Sheng's face was cold. Sure enough, there will be no peace in the secret realm. Where there is contention, there will be countless enemies. It's just that our race has a different heart, but we are also human monks, and we will still stab you in the back . And there are so many people like this in this **** world!

A lot of spiritual power has been consumed during the fight against the golden python, and it is at the end of its strength at this moment. Mu Sheng was only at the gasification stage, and now he was completely unsure when facing a monk of a higher level. The sword glow that brushed against the cheek cut off a strand of hair, and Mu Sheng moved the bamboo harp forward one space, using it as a shield. Dangdang counting sound, the sword light disappeared, and her hands were numb from the shock.

Since the gloomy Taoist made a move, he made a plan to silence him. With a flick of his sleeve, he immediately released wisps of black smoke, covering the forest. The martial arts on Mu Sheng's body was exhausted when dealing with the golden python, and he hadn't learned Qingxue Peak's method of alchemy to drive away smoke, so he was helpless against the black mist for a while, so he could only hold a detoxification pill in his body. In the mouth, I don't know how effective it is.

The sword light intersected with the piano blade, and there was a sound of grinding iron. After a few breaths, the tooth-itching voice suddenly disappeared, and the murderous intent that existed in all directions also disappeared. The black smoke seemed to have lost control of its master, and was slowly blown away by the wind. Mu Sheng glanced at the gloomy Taoist, and suddenly saw that his eyes were white and his face was covered with blood. The next moment, it exploded into a cloud of blood mist. Behind the Taoist, a figure in red was particularly conspicuous. Her eyebrows and eyes were cold and stern, and her clothes were as red as a sea of ​​blood bubbling in an endless abyss.

Mu Sheng pursed his lips and whispered, "Wen, Senior Sister Wen?"

The coldness and madness around Wen Qingchou suddenly subsided, she looked at Mu Sheng's wound, sighed and said, "Sorry, I'm late." Before Mu Sheng could reply, she took a few steps forward, looking Seeing the blood wet on the Tsing Yi, his brows were tightly frowned again.

Shan Chaohan cupped his hands towards Wen Qingshou: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Wen, for your help."

Wen Qingshou glanced at Shan Chaohan, responded coldly, then wrapped Mu Sheng with spiritual light, and disappeared in an instant.

"Elder Sister, she, what is she—" The little disciple opened his mouth, wanting to say that he would not even say hello, which is very rude, but he shrank his neck under Shan Chaohan's eyes, and swallowed the words.

"She is the direct descendant of Duan Mie Feng from the generation of Tianyan Sect." Shan Chaohan explained.

The little disciple said "Oh", and after a while, he said with emotion: "The blue is better than the blue." After the words fell, Shan Chaohan gave him another glare.

Shan Chaohan ordered: "Clean up the body of the golden python, and take off all the useful things. On the side of Tian Yanzong, let's come to thank you someday."

Mu Sheng wrapped in warmth and sorrow, left Fuzhu, and entered a cave that he didn't know when he found it.

Looking at Mu Sheng's bleeding wound tenderly, she frowned again, and she said, "Didn't you tell me to wait for me there?" Seeing Mu Sheng staring at her dissatisfied, she softened her tone again, "This wound... Do you have any medicine on you?"

"The wound is not a problem. I have taken the elixir and it will heal after a while." Mu Sheng replied slowly, looking at Wen Qingshou who was frowning all the time, she explained, "I don't want to go either, but Those three disciples of Yue Zhenguan are here, so it’s not easy to keep them, who knows if they will attract more enemies? I thought it would be safer to follow the senior sister of Qixian Sect.”

Warm and sad tone took Mu Sheng's words flatly: "Then I got hurt."

Mu Sheng snorted, and said angrily, "Do you think I'm in such a mess?" After a pause, she said again, "Have you seen the three disciples of Yue Zhenguan?"

The warm and sad words were concise and concise: "I saw them, and they are all dead." These nine people all went with Wu Xikun as companions to make up a "perfect". She didn't speak any more, she turned around and moved closer to Mu Sheng, her eyes fixed on the wound for a moment. Mu Sheng was originally sitting on the stone platform, but was startled by her sudden movement, he leaned back and propped himself up with his hands.

Mu Sheng muttered in a low voice: "Senior Sister Wen, what are you doing?"

Wen Qingshou wiped the blood with her hand. There seemed to be a blood mist floating in front of her eyes, and her eyes became extremely scarlet. After a while, she suppressed that emotion, looked up at Mu Sheng and said, "It's a little annoying."

Mu Sheng frowned, and said displeasedly: "Then you don't want to look at it." She is still wronged by this injury, do you want her to see the warm and sad cold face? They have nothing to do with each other.

Mu Sheng's temper came up again, and he was a little nervous. He wanted to explain something, but he didn't know how to say it. She reached out and poked at the pierced wound, and took out some messy grass jelly from the storage bag.

"Don't poke randomly." Mu Sheng knocked off Wen Qingshou's hand. Although it was not serious, it was in some pain after all. Wen Qingshou's posture seemed to want his fingers to go through the wound! Is she still human? !

Warm and sad fingertips curled up, she pushed the herbs and asked, "Are these things effective enough? Should they be taken internally or externally?"

Strong inspiration permeated the cave, and Mu Sheng glanced at it, but couldn't look away. The last time she saw so many fairy grasses was at Qingxue Peak. "Senior Sister's wealth is really—" She couldn't find a word to describe it for a while, and simply spread her hands out, "like the sea." Immediately afterwards, there was a hiss of pain caused by the wound.

Mu Sheng didn't have the energy to refine the alchemy right now, and the grade of this fairy grass was so high that she, a mysterious alchemist, could not refine it. She picked two of them, and said in her mouth: "It should offset the value of the two heavenly spirit swords." She moved her neckline and pulled back a little of her clothes, but suddenly thought of something, she raised her eyes and looked at the tree. "Sister, are you still going to stare here?" she said tenderly.

Wen Qingshou gave an absent-minded hum, and said, "I will protect the law for you."

Mu Sheng: "..." She simply stopped moving, and kept staring at Wen Qingchou. Blood flowed from the torn wound again, dyeing the clothes redder. He frowned tenderly. If he didn't turn his head, Mu Sheng would really let the blood flow and not deal with the wound. She sighed softly and turned away silently.

Seeing this, Mu Sheng withdrew his gaze in satisfaction.

She pulled down the neckline very crisply, exposing most of her shoulders. Gritting his teeth, he patted one of the fairy grasses on the wound, urging his spiritual power to let the medicinal effect of the fairy grass flow into the body along the wound. But she overestimated her own ability, the force of the squeezed medicine was like the water dripping from the eaves, and it took a long time to make a drop.

Mu Sheng rolled his eyes and said softly, "Senior Sister Wen—"

The protracted tone whirled with a lingering ending, and turned her head when she heard the warm and melancholy voice. What suddenly caught the eye was the round shoulders and delicate collarbone.

The skin was as white as snow, but it was ruined by the mottled blood.

"Senior sister, is it good-looking?" Mu Sheng deliberately put on a calm look, but her whole body was trembling slightly because of nervousness, and she sent back what Wen Qingchou had said before.

Warm and sad eyes flicked, and there was a touch of color in her eyes, and she followed Mu Sheng's words: "It looks good."

Mu Sheng froze when he heard the words, and his earlobes started to feel hot. She took a breath, avoiding the smiling eyes of warmth and sorrow, and said directly: "Sister, I need your help."

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Qualified salted fish must be able to bend and stretch.