When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

The defense of the magic robe was originally good, but there was a hole before, so it is naturally easy to tear it off now. With a sound of "tearing", the shirt on Jiang Mo's shoulders was ripped open, and half of the sleeves were almost torn off by Yun Qingyue.

If it was normal, Jiang Mo would definitely get ridiculed by the senior sister's behavior, but now the two of them can't care about it at all. Because under the torn clothes, the wound that had already healed was broken again by the enemy's blow, but this is still not the most important thing, the most important thing is the **** wound, a cloud of black energy is struggling to drill into her wound go.

To be honest, before witnessing this scene with his own eyes, Jiang Mo didn't feel anything unusual about the wound. Except for the pain when he was hit at the beginning, Baihu's physique can heal quickly, but he didn't realize it was wrong until he saw it.

And the scene in front of me looks a bit familiar...

Yun Qingyue's face was extremely ugly, she stretched out her hand as if she wanted to do something, but she hesitated to take it back: "It's demon energy!"

It's magic energy, and it's not ordinary magic energy. Even if Jiang Mo didn't turn on the golden light to protect his body all the time, the devilish energy that might stay on the auspicious beast white tiger could not be normal at all. The familiar scene in front of them made both Jiang Mo and Yun Qingyue think of Abbot Hui Ning, who was attacked by Hui Gan back then, and in the end there was such a cloud of black air attached to his wound.

Jiang Mo didn't know if Abbot Hui Ning would be able to expel it in the end, but it was obviously not a good thing if it fell on him. Her eyelids twitched violently, and immediately activated the golden light protection on her body.

The golden light of the body was urged to the extreme by Jiang Mo, and it shone abnormally for a while, even Yun Qingyue couldn't help but look away slightly.

However, the golden light obviously had no effect on Jiang Mo himself, so under her gaze, she saw the black air seemed to be alive, twisting under the golden light, like a bug unwilling to die. She looked a little disgusted and disgusted, but she didn't dare not to look at it, for fear that something would go wrong when she misunderstood it.

Fortunately, no, the golden light of her body seems to restrain the black air, but this restraint is not enough - Jiang Mo watched the black air struggle for a long time in the golden light, and gradually became weaker, but it never dissipated .

"Ah Yue, help me." Jiang Mo finally asked for help.

After all, Yun Qingyue was also a divine beast, and after getting used to it for a while, he was able to look directly at the dazzling golden light. She also saw the situation under the golden light, and her pair of beautiful willow eyebrows had already unconsciously frowned: "You want me to set fire to them?"

Jiang Mo nodded. She had seen what happened to Huiqian, and she also knew how dangerous it was to burn the devil energy when Bingyan entered her body, but isn't it still outside her body now? Before the other party was a threat, he quickly burned the matter.

Yun Qingyue thought more than her, and asked before doing it, "Are you sure there is no devil energy entering your body?"

This, Jiang Mo is really not sure.

The main reason was that she didn't feel anything at all when the devilish energy was attached to her wound, and naturally she didn't know if the other party had taken the opportunity to enter it. But she was actually a little worried. After all, the fake monk deliberately stayed behind to attack her, and it was impossible for him to get away. If it was really to get away, they would have left long ago, otherwise they would not have the energy to investigate carefully if they were more hidden.

So the other party is basically targeting the two of them, and this time it will not be aimless. Maybe when the other party reminded her, demonic energy had invaded her body unknowingly.

Just thinking about it like this made Jiang Mo feel uncomfortable all over, and even had a lot of bad emotions in his heart.

Yun Qingyue didn't get Jiang Mo's answer, but seeing her turbulent breath, she almost guessed her condition - I'm afraid it's not very good, even if Jiang Mo's wound is fine, I'm afraid her mood will be unstable!

The little tiger has only practiced Taoism for 80 years, so in terms of cultivation, he is naturally quite advanced, and the speed of his cultivation can also be called the best in the world. But precisely because she cultivated so fast, she spent almost all of these years in retreat, and she rarely went out to practice and experience. In other words, her state of mind may not be so perfect, it is only the special physique of the beast that made her practice smoothly all the way.

Yun Qingyue realized the seriousness of the matter in an instant, and was afraid that Jiang Mo would not listen to what he said now, so without saying a word, he hit Jiang Mo on the back of the neck with a knife, which was simply neat.

Thanks to Jiang Mo's defenselessness against Yun Qingyue, she really knocked him out this time, and fell straight into his arms.

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When Jiang Mo woke up again, he didn't know how long time had passed, and the first feeling he felt when he returned to the cage was cold.

Before he opened his eyes, Jiang Mo wondered if he had kicked the quilt, otherwise why did his shoulders feel cold? So before she opened her eyes, she began to reach out and fumble around, trying to touch the quilt she kicked away.

But she obviously missed something, and she touched nothing with one hand, and couldn't lift the other hand directly.

Jiang Mo vaguely realized that something was wrong, and suddenly opened her eyes to take a look. The familiar roof of the cabin made her slightly startled, and then she regained consciousness completely, and the memory before being knocked unconscious by the senior sister also began to recover.

She was plotted against, and the wound was covered with demon energy...

Jiang Mo suddenly turned his head to look at the wound on his shoulder, but he couldn't see the wound and the torn clothes before. The snow-white jacket covered the wound. At this time, she didn't have time to think about who changed her clothes, so she hurriedly stretched out her hand and opened the skirt, and then saw that there was a thin layer of transparent ice crystals under the snow-white jacket, which froze her entire shoulders up.

Her wound was frozen, and the black air adhering to the wound was also frozen. This is not a long-term solution, but it can obviously stabilize the situation temporarily... She let out a long sigh of relief, and only then did she understand why she couldn't raise her hand before.

At this moment, the door of her cabin was pushed open, and a familiar figure stepped into the room.

Yun Qingyue came here when he noticed that she was awake, and seeing that her expression was still calm, he was a little relieved. She went to the bed and sat down, her eyes swept over Jiang Mo's half-opened skirt, and fell on her frozen shoulder: "How do you feel?"

Jiang Mo raised his other hand to touch his shoulder, and suddenly his fingertips felt sore from the cold. He also knew that this was not ordinary ice. She immediately smiled wryly, and replied: "It's okay, except that I can't raise my hand, it should be okay." She said and tried to move the hand that was frozen by the ice, but she just raised it slightly and then fell down weakly.

Hearing what she said, Yun Qingyue was relieved a lot, and immediately leaned forward and took the initiative to open the half of her skirt. I saw that the wound under the ice was still the same, neither healed nor deteriorated, and the black magic energy was frozen on the wound, which seemed to be a decoration.

Of course, neither of the two people present would think that it was a decoration, especially Yun Qingyue also found that the shape of the black air seemed to have changed slightly. Her expression froze immediately, and a white aura flashed from her fingertips, and she touched the thin layer of ice.

Even though Jiang Mo was rough-skinned and thick-skinned, he also felt a deep chill at this moment. She shivered uncontrollably. When she looked sideways, although the ice layer didn't change much, she just felt colder. So while rubbing his goosebump-prone arm, he said tremblingly: "Ah, Ah Yue, it's a little, a little cold."

Yun Qingyue was originally a Bing Linggen, and after returning to her ancestors and becoming a swan, she has more control over Bing Zhi than before. Although the ice on Jiang Mo's shoulders was only a thin layer at this time, the temperature was actually as low as black ice.

Fortunately, Jiang Mo didn't know this, otherwise she would have worried about whether her shoulders would be frozen to death.

Of course, Yun Qingyue would not scare her with alarmist words. Seeing Jiang Mo's pitiful appearance, he also rubbed her frozen arms: "It's okay, just bear with it, we'll be there soon, and they will find a way to solve it."

Yun Qingyue's ice flame can burn the devil's energy, but this method is too intense. When she burned the magic pattern on Huigan's body, she lost control and burned people to death. What she was facing now was not Hui Gan but Jiang Mo, she didn't dare to take the slightest risk. She didn't even dare to move the devilish energy outside Jiang Mo's body. She was afraid that there would be entanglements inside and outside. What if the ice flame burned onto Jiang Mo along with the devilish energy?

Of course Jiang Mo could guess Yun Qingyue's concerns, she was also afraid of death, so of course it was impossible to take such a risk and ask her senior sister to do something. She tilted her body slightly, and leaned on the senior sister: "Ah Yue, hug me, it's so cold."

This time, it was not only acting like a baby, but also telling the truth. On weekdays, Yun Qingyue, the ice root, always had a low body temperature, and Jiang Mo never felt the need to seek warmth from the other party. But this time Jiang Mo felt that his whole body was about to freeze, and his unfrozen hand was also icy, no matter how much he rubbed it, it didn't get hot. On the contrary, his senior sister's hand was very warm.

Yun Qingyue took him into his arms and didn't refuse, but he still taught him a lesson: "Will you dare to get hurt so easily in the future?"

Jiang Mo drooped his head and curled up in her arms: "Don't dare, don't dare, I will be obedient from now on."

Yun Qingyue snorted softly, said nothing more, and let her go.

Jiang Mo then quickly changed the subject and asked, "Ah Yue, you said that the fake monk looked familiar, do you know him?" The little tiger said with a vengeful expression on his face: "Next time we meet again, I have to Come back with revenge!"

Yun Qingyue gave her a strange look, and asked, "You really don't know him?"

Jiang Mo was at a loss when asked, "Should I know you?"