A sneeze frightened several birds and monsters on the branches of the tree and completely exposed Sang Ying's movements.

Seeing that the monsters were about to fly away from her attack range, Sang Ying hurriedly waved her long sword, and the sharp ice spikes immediately chased the prey, instantly piercing through the thick feather armor of several bird monsters and snatching them away.

took their lives.

The senior brother of the Taotie Sect, who had been waiting on the side for a long time, quickly led his people forward and collected those monster birds.

At the same time, he did not forget to say a few words: "Fellow Daoist Sang, I'm not talking about you. Your ice spikes are very powerful. If they fall on monsters, especially low-level monsters like this, they will directly break their bones."

! In this case, it will not be easy to deal with!"

Taotiemen's senior brother Yun Tun said as he neatly dealt with the demonic bird.

However, as he said, the already slender bones of the demon bird were broken into small fragments and deeply embedded in the flesh, making it really troublesome to deal with.

Sang Ying sheathed her sword and followed up to help. After hearing Wonton's reminder, she touched her nose and responded in a low voice.

I don’t know how much influence cooking monsters had on the chefs of Taotiemen. After they successfully developed a few dishes, they were eager to try as many types of monsters as possible.

Sang Ying thought that they had to earn points anyway, so she took Wonton and others on the road.

And because Sang Ying was quick with her attacks, she could usually keep the monster intact with one strike of the sword, so Yun Tun and the others set their sights on her and asked Sang Ying to help them hunt some monster birds for a try.

So, this scene happened now.

The monster bird has been hunted, and everyone is planning to return home.

They didn't plan to spend all their time on accumulating points. The small world of Baiping Island was so strange that it was time to search around.

Just when a few people were about to leave, a fresh blood stain caught Sang Ying's eyes.

The blood belonging to the human race was sprinkled on the grass blades and continued towards the depths of the grass and trees.

Sang Ying looked at the sudden blood stains and frowned unconsciously.

She first turned around and told Wonton: "I found something unusual, so I'll go and investigate first. You guys will wait for me here for the time being. If I don't come back within a quarter of an hour, you should go back to find Fuzhu and the others."

Yun Tun's expression also became serious when he heard this. He knew Sang Ying's strength, so he didn't want to follow her. He just said softly: "You must be careful and don't show off."

Sang Ying accepted the other party's kindness, tore off a concealment charm and stuck it on her body, then she lightly chased in the direction where the blood stain extended.

The further we walked, the more obvious the traces of trampling on the surrounding vegetation became.

Sang Ying held the Fukawa Sword tightly and gave some instructions to the sword spirit. Seeing that the blood stains were getting fresher and fresher, she slowly held her breath and quietly stretched out her hand, trying to push aside the weeds as tall as a person in front of her.

However, before she could actually take action, a beautiful face suddenly popped out from the grass.

Sang Ying immediately recognized the person who came and swung the sword edge against the man's throat.

The man's originally surprised expression because of Sang Ying froze in an instant.

"Fellow Taoist, it's me, Shen Yu. I have no ill intentions and I'm not a bad person!"

There were a few scratches on the young man's jade-like face, and the bright red marks fell on the white skin, making it look particularly eye-catching and alluring.

He seemed to have cried, and the ends of his eyes were red.

Sang Ying did not put away her sword, but just asked: "Why are you here? Didn't Qiqing Pavilion act with the Moromen?"

When they first went to Bai Ping Island, Qi Qing Pavilion was riding on the Moromen's ship. The other party was a disciple of Qi Qing Pavilion. Now it is a bit suspicious to appear here in such a mess.

As if Sang Ying asked about her pain point, Shen Yu lowered his head and said with a bit of frustration: "It's my bad luck. We encountered a riot of monsters. I was not very skilled and didn't dare to charge forward. As a result, the monsters swarmed. The force was so great that it separated me and the people from my sect."

Sang Ying glanced at the wound on his abdomen and asked: "What happened to your injury? Was it injured by a monster?"

When she asked, Shen Yu's expression became pitiful again: "I am so useless that I was hit by a second-order one-horned rhinoceros, so I am reduced to what I am now."

The young man had a beautiful face, and his eyes were full of hope and undetectable admiration.

He was injured, and his white clothes were stained with blood, making him look even more innocent and pitiful.

In this scene, if it were another female nun, even if she would not be fond of her, she would still have some sympathy.

But Sang Ying brushed it off coldly and said: "A second-level monster can hurt you, so it's quite useless."

She said this with utmost sincerity.

Shen Yu's eyes flickered slightly, and finally he lowered his head, as if to hide his sadness.

"In that case, what are you going to do now?" Sang Ying took in all the little expressions in his eyes.

Shen Yu struggled for a while and said embarrassedly: "Now that I have difficulty moving, can you ask Wan Daosheng to take me in temporarily for a while? I will definitely pay you!"

Sang Ying looked at him silently, and it wasn't until Shen Yu started to despair that she heard: "Okay."

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Sang Ying, his face full of surprise: "What did you just say?!"

Sang Ying stood up and said, "If you can't follow me, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Shen Yu hurriedly held his stomach and stood up, enduring the pain and quickly followed him. The surprise smile on his face made it impossible to tell that he was still injured.

It also made people subconsciously ignore the tracing powder that was falling in his left hand hidden in his wide sleeve.

"Hurry up!" Sang Ying's urging voice came over, and Shen Yu could only speed up her pace.

However, he seemed to have missed Sang Ying's move towards his left hand.

Because Sang Ying came back in time, Yunton breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that he would lose the person.

But... "Who is this?" Yun Tun's eyes were fixed on the young man's face. With such an expression, even a man couldn't help but take a second look.

Sang Ying explained simply: "I temporarily accepted the monk who was separated from the sect."

"Oh~" Wonton's tone was very strange, as if he was thinking more than he should.

Shen Yu, who was behind him, naturally heard the teasing, and his face instantly turned red.

But Sang Ying didn't seem to hear or see it, and just led everyone towards the cave.

Fortunately, they were not far from the cave and finally arrived at the camp before Shen Yu collapsed.

After passing through the formation barrier, Shen Yu was stunned on the spot after seeing the scene in the cave.

The fragrance wafting around, the leisurely atmosphere as if at play, the dense crowd... Didn't I say that Wan Daosheng could be easily dealt with alone, and he must be tired after fighting for so long? But the scene in front of him is clearly and... His senior sister said something different!

Silently clenching her left hand tightly, Shen Yu told herself that it didn't matter. It would be better if they had more people. Then the three sects would be eliminated together, and the Moromen's position would be more stable!

After several changes in her eyes, Shen Yu put on her innocent face again and followed Sang Ying into the crowd.

He regarded everyone in front of him as prey, but he didn't know that Sang Ying's eyes had already quietly landed on him.

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