Chapter three hundred and ninety first meet
In general, Xia Sheng’s current situation is not the worst. After all, it is already a miracle that he was able to save his life from the joint raid of Mu Sisi and Xie Fengjun.
What's more, with the power of Qiongsang's life to nourish the body, Xia Sheng will at least not starve to death.
But it is not a solution to just do this. You should know that the time flow rate of the Jinyuan Secret Realm is nearly 30 times different from the real world. If Xia Sheng is not lucky and is now in a place that is thirty times slower than the outside world, then he is likely to repeat the mistakes of Hu Tianxing and others. Even if he stays for one more day, a month has passed in the outside world!
So Xia Sheng began to try hard to contact the group of beasts in the Jinyuan Secret Realm. Even if a monkey was wandering around here, it could greatly improve Xia Sheng's predicament at this time.
But facts have proved that all the efforts Xia Sheng made were useless.
On that day, Xia Sheng proved his identity with a soul seed in the golden pagoda, and attracted thousands of beasts to worship. This incident was incredible and the scene was extremely shocking. The price he paid was naturally that the entire Jinyuan Secret Realm was now empty.
Not to mention monkeys, there is no bed bug left now.
In order to avoid the pursuit of Mu Sisi and Xie Fengjun, Xia Sheng had to move the entire Changhong Grassland to the edge of the secret realm, and naturally, along with all the beasts, he also stayed away from him. If he wanted to wait for them to come to meet Xia Sheng, even the fastest Jinghong Bird would probably be impossible without ten or eight days.
So the whole thing returned to a dead cycle.
If Xia Sheng wants to go to the living spring in the secret realm, he must at least have the ability to walk, but if he wants to do this, he must rely on the healing of the spring water.
Even with Xia Sheng's close-to-demon wisdom, he seemed helpless at this time.
Time passed slowly, and Xia Sheng finally couldn't hold on and fell to the ground completely. He could not even take the Haoran sword back to the sea of energy, but let it fall into the dust and keep a low profile.
Everything around seemed so quiet and there was no sound, but Xia Sheng did not dare to relax his vigilance at all. Because no one knew when the next accident would happen.
As the sky gradually faded, Xia Sheng's breathing began to become longer and longer, and the soft light emitted by Qiongsang itself became brighter and brighter, just like a blanket covered with greenery on Xia Sheng's body.
But this tranquility did not last long.
About half an hour later, Xia Sheng finally heard a slight sound of footsteps and moved closer to him from far to near.
For a moment, Xia Sheng's heart was raised again.
At this time, he was lying on his side, so he couldn't see the situation behind him. He didn't know who the person was, an enemy, a friend, or just a few strangers who happened to pass by.
But no matter whether it is a blessing or a disaster, it cannot be escaped.
Xia Sheng tightened his heartstrings, held his breath, and quietly disappeared the glory of Qiongsang, waiting for the answer to be revealed.
Then he heard two shouts of surprise and worry mixed with them.
"gentlemen?"
"Stirsty hooligan!"
Hearing the sound, Xia Sheng's heart trembled. He suddenly opened his eyes wide and wanted to speak. But he found that the muscles in his throat did not listen to his orders at all, and could not even make a sound.
But he knew that he was saved.
Because in the entire Dajin Dynasty, there were only two people who would call him like this.
Qin Yan.
Shui'er!
The sudden surprise even made Xia Sheng not have time to think about why Shui'er, who had already been buried in the forest, appeared here, and why he walked with Qin Yan. At this time, he suddenly relaxed from his tense state, and suddenly his eyes turned dark and he completely fainted.
When Xia Sheng woke up again, it was already late at night. The bright moonlight shrouded on him, accompanied by the bright stars in the night sky, making people feel an incomparable peace.
Xia Sheng opened his eyes and found that his physical condition had not improved, and it was even becoming more and more critical as time passed.
At this time, not only was he unable to speak or move his body, but even Qiongsang and Di Jiang in the spiritual orifice began to show fatigue.
There is little time left for him to save himself.
But luckily, he is no longer alone now.
Almost the first time Xia Sheng woke up, Qin Yan let out a low cry: "Sir!"
Xia Sheng looked at the anxious look on Qin Yan's face, trying to show a smile, but found that he didn't even listen to his lips, so he could only look at the girl who was both a disciple and a friend in peace, with joy in his eyes.
Qin Yan's voice immediately alarmed Ye Xiao'e on the other side, or in Xia Sheng's perception, she was still the little maid named Shui'er.
Compared to Qin Yan's pretending to be calm, Ye Xiao'e's temperament seemed much more anxious. She immediately asked Xia Sheng: "Stupid hooligan, why have you been so seriously injured? Who did it?"
For some reason, listening to Ye Xiao'e's extremely nervous voice, a trace of gloom was quietly passing through Qin Yan's face.
After all, it is no secret that Xia Sheng and the eldest daughter of the Ye family have entered into a marriage contract in the entire Luoyang City and even most of the Jin Kingdom.
Xia Sheng didn't know what Qin Yan was thinking, but it was indeed a very happy thing to see "Miss Shui'er" appear in front of her. Next, amid the condolences of everyone, Xia Sheng met two old friends again.
Of course, it is to strengthen the strength and Ningzheng.
Or to be more precise, the former is more like Xia Sheng's comrades-in-arms, while the latter is his subordinate.
Of course, this is not important. What is important is that at the most dangerous moment of Xia Sheng, being able to meet so many friends immediately added a little confidence in his heart.
The next thing is very simple.
Under the extremely worried eyes of everyone, Xia Sheng almost exhausted his last trace of his strength, inspired a delicate branch of mulberry branches from his spiritual orifice, and wrote a few sloppy words on the soft land next to him.
"Ten miles north of the north, the side hall of Zhiyu Palace, the Wuning Spring."
After all this, Xia Sheng could not even take back the poor mulberry branch, but let it wither and dissipate in the dust and smoke in a very quick time.
Ye Xiao'e looked at the lines of handwriting and said in a slight sarcasm: "Did you ask us to take you to this place?"
Xia Sheng blinked hard.
Ning Zheng, who was standing by, seemed a little thoughtful, because if he remembered correctly, when Xia Sheng first arrived in Luoyang, he made a special trip to ask him to investigate the matter of the Huoquan near Luoyang City, but he didn't know if these two things were related?
Xia Sheng had no way to explain to everyone, and the rest was all up to them and themselves.
And at this moment, as if destined, he suddenly felt a chill in the corner of his eyes, subconsciously turned his eyes to look to his left, and then saw a somewhat familiar flower cloth bag...
Chapter completed!