MTL - Dressed As a Grass-Chapter 16

Zhai Wangyou put away his spiritual knowledge, frowned slowly, he is a cultivator!

Although he was only in the foundation-building period, he brought thousands of people.

Although she is now a late stage Jindan practitioner, she can exert the strength of the foundation-building stage in the mortal world at most, and she can give it a try with one enemy.

If there are thousands of people, I am afraid they can only be captured...

The Taoist priest recognized her and mentioned her master. She should have come prepared. The disappearance of her master might have something to do with the mortal royal family.

Reason told her that she should turn around and go back, but her worries about the master made it impossible for her to leave.

At this moment, the back of her hand was touched lightly.

Dream grass stretched out a leaf and drew a question mark on the back of her hand: ?

Zhai Wangyou naturally couldn't understand it, but strangely, she could feel that the grass seemed to be puzzled and didn't understand why she had been standing here.

"Some people say that the master is in their hands, but there are thousands of them. I don't know if I should take the risk?"

Xi Zhou immediately turned into a human figure.

She took Zhai Wangyou's hand that didn't hold the sword and ran back: "Thousands of people have nothing to hesitate, hurry up, don't you say that you can defeat one hundred at most? Hurry back and find the old woman in the deacon hall for support."

Zhai Wangyou was silent, and without stopping, he ran up the mountain with Xizhou.

caught up.

Xi Zhou couldn't help clenching Zhai Wangyou's hand, and while running, he couldn't help but said: "If you encounter such an outnumbered situation in the future, don't think about anything, just run quickly, although I and your outsider = It's like hanging, but what if it doesn't work one day, you have to cherish me."

Treasure.

She stopped and let go of the hand they held together: "You go back to the grass, I'll be faster alone."

Zhai Wangyou looked straight at the person in front of him, and said silently in his heart: Well, I cherish you.

After half an hour, looking at the thousands of people who were tightly surrounding them, Xi Zhou was dumbfounded.

It's too early to say, I'm slapped in the face, I really can't run.

Although Master Sister flew much faster by herself, she did not imagine the scene of Yujian flying, but it was several times faster than ordinary people.

With such a big movement, the old lady from the Deacon Hall didn't come out, she won't see anything bad, and she'll be gone.

The middle-aged Taoist priest took out his long knife and laughed loudly: "Fairy Wangyou, I've been waiting for a long time, why are you alone, the girl just now?"

He didn't see how that woman appeared before, but now she disappeared inexplicably. It seems that Zhai Wangyou also has a helper who is elusive.

But it doesn't matter, there are many of them, and they can play with another pair.

Is it from the Swordsman Sect?

It's hard to say, what if this person did it deliberately?

She clenched the sword in her hand, her eyes full of alert: "My master is in your hands?"

The Taoist raised his eyebrows and stared at her face as bright as Qiuyue, his eyes full of covetousness: "Elder Beishan, it used to be in my hands, but now? It may have been in the hands of some wild dog. In the stomach, who told her to resist and fight for her death."

He stared at Zhai Wangyou's eyes, it would be very interesting if he could frighten this beauty so much that her face turned pale.

Unfortunately, this Fairy Wangyou's eyes have no extra emotions except for alertness, which is really boring.

The sword in Zhai Wangyou’s hand trembled = lo = trembling…

The middle-aged Taoist priest seemed to be afraid that she would not believe it, so he took out a silver-white long sword from the storage ring, and deliberately stuck out his tongue and licked the sword: "Do you recognize this sword? ? Elder Beishan is also a rare beauty, but you can't think of it and want to die. If you don't know the fun, you can only go to Huangquan Road to find her for reunion."

Zhai Wangyou was horrified and brought a deep grief, Master she...

Of course she recognized Master's sword, it was the one in the middle-aged Taoist priest's hand.

Zhai Wangyou used his spiritual power to stab at the middle-aged Taoist priest with his sword.

The middle-aged Taoist smiled and hid behind, and countless soldiers rushed up to shrink the encirclement.

The person in front holds a long knife, and the person in the back is full of bowstrings, the atmosphere is dull, confrontation.

"Fairy Wangyou, Pindao advises you to be a wise man, lest you be turned into a hornet's nest like your master."

The middle-aged Taoist hid behind to persuade him to surrender, with a smirk in his tone, as if he was watching her fighting against beasts.

Zhai Wangyou raised his sword in front of him and said coldly, "I didn't want to hurt anyone."

The voice fell, she swung her sword, and dozens of people fell in the front row, but they didn't die immediately, they all rolled on the ground hugging their knees and mourning.

The middle-aged Taoist sneered and made a gesture: "I don't know how to lift, let go of arrows."

The kindness of a woman, she still thinks about saving the enemy's life when she is dying, it's ridiculous.

Countless arrows came one after another, woven into a dense rain of arrows, like an airtight net, rushing towards Zhai Wangyou.

For a while, I could only hear the sound of the long sword colliding with the arrows, messy and chilling.

Zhai Wangyou also knows that this is not the way, it is useless to force it, you have to break out of the encirclement...

The entanglement on her wrist was entangling her heart for no reason.

Zhai Wangyou used his spiritual power to fight back the arrow rain that flew in front of him, and took the opportunity to fly up to the treetops. The arrow rain behind him changed direction, completely ignoring hurting himself. Chase her desperately.

Seeing this, the middle-aged Taoist hurriedly flew to catch up, and the soldiers behind him shuttled through the mountains and forests.

Seeing that he was approaching the top of the mountain, Zhai Wangyou was almost exhausted, and the pursuers behind him stopped strangely, only the arrows kept coming.

The middle-aged Taoist priest looked at the white figure fleeing towards the top of the mountain, took a soldier's bow and arrow, used his spiritual power, and fired three arrows at once.

The sharp arrows were chasing after the wind, Zhai Wangyou swung his sword to block one after another, but this time the arrows were not as easy to block as before, the strength almost pierced the blade .

He blocked two shots in a row, and the third shot hit her in the shoulder.

The body swayed slightly, almost unsteady.

"Elder Sister." Xi Zhou hurriedly turned into a human figure and hugged her, but the chasing soldiers behind her did not catch up for some reason, she supported Zhai Wangyou and continued to walk to the top of the mountain.

The middle-aged Taoist priest stood in the distance and waved his hand, and the soldiers put down their bows and arrows.

Xi Zhou tried his best to escape to the top of the mountain, when a sudden soft drink came.

"Who disturbs me?"

She was stunned, turned sideways in front of Zhai Wangyou, and looked at a tree in front of her, a big tree with a nose and eyes and a mouth to speak.

The big tree looked at them, and his voice was cold: "Are you also a demon?"

Xi Zhou was still stunned on the spot, it was really a talking tree, it was so blue, did you meet a real monster?

Seeing that they did not speak, Dashu slowly transformed into a human shape, a girl in green clothes.

She stared at Xizhou for a moment, and seemed to be thinking: "Come here, I will help you save her."

Xi Zhou and Zhai Wangyou looked at each other and didn't move.

One of them was hit by an arrow, and the other was not cultivated. At this time, they should not trust others.

Seeing that they were all guarded, the tree demon waved his hand dissatisfied, and the arrow on Zhai Wangyou's shoulder was pulled out, blood flowing.

"Master."

Xi Zhou hugged her tightly, her whole body in a protective posture, her eyes staring straight at the tree demon in front of her.

Grass... Is this saving lives? Directly draw arrows when she can't?

Is it good to lose too much blood? It is also easy to be infected, and it is too casual.

The tree demon didn't make a sound, and squeezed a few gestures towards Zhai Wangyou before saying, "The blood has stopped, it can't die."

Xi Zhou was speechless and tightened her arms silently.

Zhai Wangyou coughed twice, and said with a pale face: "I'm fine, thank you senior for helping me."

Seeing that Zhai Wangyou is really all right, Xi Zhou said to the tree demon, "Thank you for your help."

In fact, she can also save her, this kind of physical injury should be simpler, maybe it will recover after a few kisses in the dream of the big sister...

The tree demon shrugged and asked casually, "Are you from the mountain side? Is the cultivation world in chaos? Why do people always ignore the ban?"

Zhai Wangyou's heart moved slightly, as if casually: "Have you seen other cultivators?"

"Yes, a middle-aged beautiful Taoist nun came a while ago, wearing the same style as you, and was killed by those people down the mountain."

Zhai Wangyou trembled, his eyes were full of sadness, Master she really...

The tree demon looked at them and continued: "Speaking of which, there is also a cultivator who dug her inner elixir before her death, and wore the same style of clothes as you. , you won't be cannibalizing each other, will you?"

It seems that the world of self-cultivation is really not peaceful.

Zhai Wangyou was shocked, and cannibalism? Dig Neidan?

In the bottom of her heart, she felt that she had found the key to the matter.

"Senior, do you still remember what the cultivator who dug the inner elixir looked like?"

The tree demon thought for a moment and said, "It's just like a human being, oh, it's a man, it seems to be called that middle-aged Mei Taoist aunt and junior sister."

Xi Zhou twitched the corners of his mouth, your description is really accurate, which cultivator is not human-like?

But... junior sister? There shouldn't be many people who can call Beishan Chang-sensei, right?

She looked at Zhai Wangyou.

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Grass: This senior, you don’t really need to take action, I can save…