You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 123 Strange Blood

Shen Yu, who was recovering from his injuries, suddenly heard many heavy breathing sounds.

A bad feeling suddenly arose in my heart.

Shen Yu was not afraid. He gritted his teeth and held the talisman in his hand again, pulled out the fan from his waist, and prepared to meet the enemy.

But as soon as he stuck his head out of the cave, all the hairs on his body stood up.

Thousands of monsters appeared outside at some point, all looking at the place where he was with greedy eyes.

Shen Yu's scalp tightened, his pupils dilated, and he swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

"To fight or not to fight?" Shen Yu thought.

"What the hell! How do you fight this thing?"

"escape!!"

Shen Yu was very decisive, and sprayed another mouthful of blood onto the talisman paper, which had lost much luster. Finally, a blue light flashed, and Shen Yu disappeared again.

While Chang Qing was still immersed in the fact that his blood was so powerful, Jiao Cang, who was standing aside, looked at Shen Yu who was fleeing in a panic, and laughed wildly while covering his stomach with his claws.

Chang Qing was brought back to his senses by Jiao Cang's laughter. Looking at Shen Yu's embarrassed appearance, he thought to himself:

"Escape again? But it doesn't matter, Master Qing, I have plenty of ways to deal with it."

Changqing quickly picked up Jiaocang and continued to track.

“What bad luck! What bad luck!!”

Shen Yu was a little annoyed. He really carried it home.

Next, Shen Yu stopped hiding and began to recover his blood directly on the spot.

However, an evil cultivator who was refining the Ten Thousand Blood Banner suddenly appeared in the distance. For some reason, he chased Shen Yu and beat him up, vowing not to give up until he killed Shen Yu.

Shen Yu was defeated, and another mouthful of blood spurted out, and disappeared again.

After escaping three times in a row, the sky began to brighten. Changqing knew it was time to end it, otherwise it would be difficult to hide.

At this moment, Shen Yu wanted to cry but had no tears. Every time she hid, she would be discovered.

Every time he was discovered, he had to spit out a mouthful of blood to escape. His face became paler and paler, and he looked like a man addicted to alcohol and sex. His face was pale, his steps were unsteady, and his head was heavy.

So he just found a bare cliff to sit down. He also realized that something was wrong, so he shouted to the surroundings: "Thief, I'm right here, if you have the guts, make the storm even more violent!!"

Chang Qing, who was hiding in the dark, raised his eyebrows and said, "This kid is so stubborn even when he is about to die. I will satisfy you!"

Suddenly Shen Yu felt a strange fragrance coming from his nose.

He frowned and looked around, but found nothing unusual.

"Strange, what's that smell?" Shen Yu was puzzled, and felt a sense of crisis again, only to feel a strong dizziness coming over him.

"Oh no!" Shen Yu was shocked and could not help but use the escape talisman again. After another mouthful of blood, Shen Yu's figure was about to disappear again.

Seeing that the drug was ineffective, Changqing and Jiaocang in the dark were unwilling to chase anymore, and they flashed to stop the transfer of the talisman.

But Shen Yu's figure became blurred again.

"Damn it!" Chang Qing attacked, and a sword light flew towards Shen Yu, but the sword light passed through the figure and sank into the bottom of the cliff behind.

Changqing felt helpless, it was just a little bit short.

He picked up Jiao Cang and prepared to chase him again.

However, at this moment, a familiar stench came again.

"Hmm? This smell..." Changqing frowned and turned to look at Jiaocang.

Jiao Cang also shrugged his nose in confusion, obviously smelling the familiar smell.

"Shen Yu? He's back again?" Chang Qing said in surprise.

The two followed the stench and saw Shen Yu standing not far away with an embarrassed look on his face, holding the talisman paper that was gradually disintegrating into ash in his hand.

Shen Yu's gradually blurred consciousness saw Chang Qing's blurry figure not far away, and he only had time to say: "Thief! Fight me if you can!"

Shen Yu fell to the ground after he finished speaking.

Before he fell into coma, he tried to resist the dizziness, but to no avail. His body fell to the ground involuntarily, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Seeing Shen Yu falling to the ground, Chang Qing couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, this guy is the toughest and can resist quite well. The drug I prepared for the ordinary Sea-Opening Realm cannot last more than ten breaths, but this guy lasted twenty breaths before falling to the ground. He is worthy of his reputation!"

Changqing held Jiaocang in his arms and strode towards Shenyu.

When Chang Qing walked to Shen Yu, he found that the boy was indeed unconscious.

He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Shen Yu's face. Seeing that the other party did not react, he began to search with confidence.

"Wow, this kid has a lot of good stuff on him!" Chang Qing exclaimed as he searched.

He searched Shen Yu and found several bottles of elixirs, some talisman papers and some spirit stones.

The transfer talisman had completely lost its luster and turned into a piece of waste paper and could no longer be used.

But what surprised him most was that the piece of Hidden Wind Type Shenyu had not been refined yet, which was an unexpected surprise.

"Hahaha, I really made a fortune this time!" Chang Qing laughed proudly. He put all the things into his storage gauntlet.

After looking at it again, Changqing became suspicious. He thought, with such little belongings, why was he running away?

"Something's wrong!" Chang Qing began to search Shen Yu carefully, but to no avail.

"Could it be?" Chang Qing fixed his eyes on Shen Yu's only accessory, the headband. He took it off, held it in his hand and began to inject spiritual power into it.

Sure enough, the headband flashed white light.

"This guy is hiding really well!" Chang Qing complained, and then he tried to probe his consciousness, but was blocked by a restriction. However, this restriction was very weak, and Chang Qing broke it easily.

The storage space of the headband is very small, about one cubic meter, and there is only one thing in it.

The drop of blood sealed in amber!

"The space is a bit small." Chang Qing was actually a little disgusted.

He took the thing out and observed it carefully in the palm of his hand. The drop of red blood in the yellow amber was very dazzling in the morning light. When Changqing held it in his hand, it began to emit strange fluctuations.

Jiao Cang on the side suddenly called out twice.

"You said the scent of this blood is a bit similar to mine?" Chang Qing asked.

Jiao Cang nodded.

"It looks a bit like mine. Whose is it? My mother's?"

"But this drop of blood came from an ancient cultivation relic. Could it be that my mother is a powerful one?"

Changqing shook his head and had no idea. After all, he didn't even know what his mother looked like.

"Open it and find out!"

Changqing did it right away and cracked the amber. But at this moment something strange happened. The drop of blood actually floated out of the crack on its own and turned into a very blurry small figure.

The figure looked around, then looked at Changqing with joy in his eyes, and rushed straight towards Changqing.

Chang Qing was horrified and quickly raised his spiritual shield to block it, but the drop of blood seemed to enter the empty space and silently broke a small hole in the spiritual shield, then rushed straight into Chang Qing's forehead and disappeared in an instant.

Everything happened so fast that Changqing only had time to release a spiritual shield.

Changqing hurriedly sat cross-legged, and his consciousness probed to the vicinity of the seed of the sea of ​​thoughts between his eyebrows. He saw the drop of blood floating there quietly, but as soon as Changqing's consciousness arrived, the blood quickly transferred and dodged in Changqing's body.

In the end, the drop of blood floated in Changqing's heart and no longer moved.

Chang Qing wanted to use the Qing Tian Nian Qing Jue to expel the blood, but the drop of blood was like a root and could not be shaken at all.

Fortunately, the drop of blood was very quiet and there was nothing unusual, which made Changqing feel slightly relieved.

Chang Qing opened his eyes and looked at the cracked amber in his hand, feeling a little confused for a moment.