The Male Protagonist and the Villain Are Both My Cubs

    "You..." The Qingyu disciple raised his eyebrows and drew his sword, "Don't think you are a disciple of Wuxu Sect, we are afraid of you!"

    Though those disciples drew their swords, they were hesitant to face Xiao Huangying. After all, Xiao Huangying just stopped their sword move, showing great power!

    "Since you don't know what's good or bad, don't blame us for being rude!" The disciples of the Qingyu Sect looked at each other, although the youth in yellow in front of them was powerful, there were so many of them!

    Qing Yu taught five or six people to attack the little yellow warbler.

    Hong Ling looked at the people in front of them fighting, and fluttered her wings excitedly: "Chirp!"

    Ling Zixi grabbed Hong Ling's two small wings and pressed it in her palm: "Don't make trouble."

    Although there are many people on the opposite side, Ling Zixi can also see that the strength of the two sides is not at the same level.

    However, Ling Zixi still quietly held the Yuxi sword, preparing to go to the front if the little yellow warbler showed any disadvantage.

    The person who first provoked Xiao Huangying covered his arm, blood dripped from his tattered robe, he no longer had the arrogance before, and he was no longer blindly confident that if they had more people, they could be with Xiao Huangying World War I: "Withdraw, withdraw!"

    The order has been given, and the disciples of the Qingyu Sect ran faster than rabbits one by one, and disappeared without a trace.

    Little Yellow Orioles turned her head and looked at the boy in gray with Ling Zixi. The boy's face was blue and purple, stained with dust, but his eyes were extremely clear and sparkling.

    "You know us?" Ling Zixi asked in surprise.

    "Yes." The boy whispered, "I am also a disciple of Wuxu Sect."

    Ling Zixi looked at him, in fact, rather than being a teenager, she was too thin, and looking at her appearance, she should be over twenty. However, he has clear eyes and beautiful eyes, and even though his face is gray, it is also very comfortable to look at.

    "What's your name?" Ling Zixi asked.

    "Shaozi Jin."

    Jiang Ying said, "You are a new disciple."

    Jiang Ying has been in the Wuxu Sect for many years, and the person in front of her looks fresh and low, so she should be a new disciple.

    "Yes." Shao Zijin nodded, "I am a disciple of mortal origin."

    Jiang Ying and Ling Zixi looked at each other, so it made sense, disciples from mortal backgrounds are generally not very talented and have few resources, so cultivation is very passive.

    "Where is your sect robe?" Jiang Ying asked.

    "...It was damaged by some people." Shao Zijin whispered, "So, I changed into ordinary clothes."

    It seems that...they must have been bullied by some people.

    Ling Zixi sighed: "Why do you still venture to the secret realm with such a low level of cultivation?"

    Shao Zijin raised his head abruptly: "I have poor aptitude and low cultivation, but I am also a Taoist."

    "It is because of my low cultivation that I want to make a foray here. What if I can find my own chance?"

    Ling Zixi looked at Shao Zijin's eyes, but there was a little light in the depths of those timid black eyes.

    Ling Zixi felt the same way about Shao Zijin's words, but she did not hesitate to come to the secret realm for the opportunity of Qianchencao?

    I am only in the middle stage of the Condensed Bead Realm, but cultivation is indeed a challenge!

    If you are afraid of your head and tail, you will never be able to be diligent.

    "Okay." Ling Zixi nodded, "Will you come with us?"

    Since they are fellow disciples, neither Ling Zixi nor Jiang Ying mind taking him for a ride.

    "No." The boy shook his head, looked at the small white flower on the ground, and said firmly, "I think it is my chance."

    Ling Zixi looked down at the little flower. The petals of the little flower were like white jade jade, thick and textured, very warm and shimmering.

    "This is the white jade magnolia." The little yellow warbler whispered.

    "White jade magnolia?" Ling Zixi really didn't know this kind of spirit grass, "What is white jade magnolia?"

    "It is an extremely rare spirit grass." Xiao Huangying explained, "It can be used as medicine, and it can be used as a healing elixir. The cultivator inhales the fragrance of his flowers, which is also helpful for cultivation. help."

    Ling Zixi nodded, it turns out that this white jade magnolia is so powerful, no wonder the people from the Qingyu Cult just wanted to grab it.

    Shao Zi Jin sat in front of this white jade magnolia, and began to realize the Tao when facing this flower.

    This seemingly inconspicuous little flower actually has a huge amount of energy.

    Maybe it was the fragrance of the flowers that tempered Shaozijin's physique, or perhaps this little flower resonated with Shaozijin. They don't want to bother him anymore.

    "Let's go." Jiang Ying said.

    "Yes." Ling Zixi nodded.

    For cultivators, a grain of rice or a drop of water may resonate with them, which is normal.

    The road ahead is flat, and the little yellow warbler just spent a lot of spiritual power after fighting, so the two decided to walk a distance.

    Ling Zixi took out the Spirit Gathering Pill she made from the space and handed it to Jiang Ying: "Little Huang Ying, eat it."

    Jiang Ying's eyes lit up, and if he said medicinal pills, what Zixi made was really delicious. The taste is good, and the spiritual energy contained in the medicinal pill is also sufficient, which is no worse than Fang Hengdian's, or even better.

    No wonder those people in the county wanted to buy Zixi's medicinal pills, and they wanted to stock up on a big bucket!

    Looking at Xiao Huangying's movements, Ling Zixi couldn't help but laugh.

    The Spirit Gathering Pill was eaten by the little yellow warbler, and it began to quickly replenish the little yellow warbler's spiritual power, but it still took a little time to fill up.

    The two walked forward talking and laughing, not noticing the two hidden figures behind them.

    A meticulously dressed young man with thick eyebrows and distinct facial features held a mirror-like instrument and looked at Ling Zixi through the instrument, his eyes were full of deep, even a little excited He was surprised: "That's a half-demon."

    "Very good, we Huizheng Division, it is the existence of subduing demons." The person next to him said, "Qi Lue, if we catch it, it can offset the mistake of our sneaking out. already."

    "Yes." The one named Qi Lue nodded.

    "It seems that the half-demon has already condensed beads. If he handed over his demon beads to the master, the master's skills can be refined again, and he will definitely forgive you!" The human said, " However, there is a powerful immortal cultivator beside the half-demon, I am afraid that he will not be able to catch him, what should I do?"

    "The half-demon is pregnant." Qi Lue said solemnly, "We can't touch him at this time, but we can poison him and hurt his body, wait for the opportunity, and capture him in one fell swoop. "

    "Good idea!" Another said, "Qi Lue, you still have a way! But...we're doing this a bit too much...?"

    "That's right!" The other also vowed, "We are killing harm for the people!"

    Qi Lue poured his spiritual power into the magic weapon, shook slightly, and an invisible poisonous sand drifted down the wind to Ling Zixi, penetrating into Ling Zixi's heart.

    …

    Ling Zixi was talking and laughing with Little Yellow Ying, when suddenly, she felt a chill in her lower abdomen.

    "What's the matter, Zixi?" Little Yellow Ying asked with concern.

    "It's okay..." Ling Zixi frowned slightly, and put her hand on her lower abdomen, feeling a little cold, "It's a little uncomfortable, it's okay, let's continue on our way."

    "Is your stomach uncomfortable?" The little yellow warbler became nervous.

    Ling Zixi is also very concerned about the child in her belly. After feeling it carefully, she doesn't have the same feeling as before: "It's really okay."

    "That's good." Xiao Huangying took out the soft sword, "My aura is almost restored, Zixi, let's go with the sword!"

    "En." Ling Zixi nodded, stepped on the sword, and supported Little Yellow Ying's waist.

    "Go!"

    The little yellow warbler was full of spiritual energy and full of vitality, and the two flew forward like a streamer.

    I have to say, Edgeworth is much faster than hurrying.

    Ling Zixi stood behind Little Yellow Orioles, took out a map, observed the surrounding terrain, and determined the location of the two.

    After about half a day, the two walked about half the distance, and they saw a huge garden below, with the brilliance of various spirit grasses.

    Of course, there are also cultivators who found here in twos and threes.

    "Come on, let's go down and have a look." Xiao Huangying turned around and said to Ling Zixi.

    "Okay." This looks like a garden full of spirit grasses, maybe it's the back garden of some great power, what if there is a thousand morning grass?

    Even if not, there may be other opportunities.

    They are here for Qianchencao, but when they meet the opportunity, there is no reason not to fight for it.

    What's more, if others take the opportunity and they don't take it, if someone scrambles for Qianchencao, wouldn't they be at a disadvantage?

    Little Yellow Orioles took Ling Zixi down quickly and landed at the entrance of the garden, and found a plaque on the garden that said "Xiancao Garden", with aura flashing on it, and the meaning of Taoism was compelling. A mighty mention.

    It seems that this is indeed the abode of the mighty.

    Little Huangying and Ling Zixi were about to join in, when a group of menacing people came to the entrance of Xiancao Garden.

    For a moment, everyone was quiet.

    "Young Headmaster, it's Qingyu Sect's Young Master Ji Chang!" Someone lost his voice.

    I saw that group of people surrounded by a man with very bright clothes and sharp eyes. He was holding a small cauldron in his hand. 's magic weapon.

    This person is undoubtedly Ji Chang, the young master of the Qingyu Sect.

    Ling Zixi and Xiao Huangying looked at each other, and both recalled the conflict with Qingyu disciples not long ago.

    Someone whispered in Ji Chang's ear, Ji Chang looked up at Ling Zixi and Jiang Ying: "It's you who hurt my disciples of Qingyu Sect?"