"Boy, what are you conspiring about? Are you trying to beat me again?" After being stunned for a long time, Song Yuhu put up with such a sentence, his expression was very fierce, and he was really scared of being cheated.

It's strange that when she was holding the sky pink clothes, the fog around her could no longer affect her.

Shui Qingyang didn't even look at it. While checking Ding Yourong's body, he said, "Since Sister Song doesn't believe it, why not give me the things back, don't force me."

Upon hearing this, Song Yuhu quickly put away his pink clothes, took a few steps back, and snorted: "You are still not a man, how can you take back the things you gave? Even if I give them to the dog, it's my business!"

Waiting to pay attention to this woman, Shui Qingyang looked at Ding Yourong, who was lying flat on the ground with his eyes closed, and sighed.

Fortunately, I protected the other party in time. Although the toxin has penetrated deeper, it is not fatal and there is still a chance of rescue.

Spreading his hands, Shui Qingyang looked at Tian Pianyi in his palm, shook his head helplessly, and then without hesitation, he tore a crack in the fruit, pinched Ding Yourong's chin, and let the water in the fruit drip into Ding Yourong's mouth bit by bit.

Song Yuhu, who was watching this scene, his eyes flashed and his mouth opened slightly. This time she had no doubts anymore, and was sure that Shui Qingyang didn't say it nicely.

Even though I was still worried about this boy's frame-up, I had to admit it, and a little admiration arose in my heart.

Women like Song Yuhu have experienced too many people, so the more they find out, the more they are, Shui Qingyang's move is rare.

If it weren't for the previous incident, she wouldn't mind having more in-depth contact with this kid.

As the little bit of water drank, the black air on Ding Yourong's face began to dissipate, and his pale skin gradually showed a rosy look.

Song Yuhu saw the other person's appearance clearly. He was both a woman, and a stunning look flashed in his eyes. He immediately said in surprise: "Isn't this facial features a girl from the old Ding family?"

She looked at Ding Yourong for a while, and then at Shui Qingyang who was taking good care of her, with a strange expression on her face.

In a blink of an eye, half of the water in Tianpian's clothes was reduced, and Shui Qingyang still had no intention of stopping.

Song Yuhu felt heartbroken when he saw it, and he stopped talking several times. Finally, he stomped his feet and shouted: "Idiot, if you want to kill this girl, just slap it with one palm. Why waste the day's pink clothes? Just give it to me if you don't!"

Upon hearing this, Shui Qingyang finally stopped and turned his head: "Sister Song said this?"

Song Yuhu hugged his chest with his hands and said coldly: "That girl should still have the cultivation level of Guzang Realm. This cultivation level cannot accommodate so much medicine. If you feed it, she will explode."

As if to prove her words, Shui Qingyang felt that the medicinal power and magic power in Ding Yourong's body continued to combine, and the power formed became stronger and stronger, and there was a tendency to be uncontrollable.

He quickly activated his full strength to help him digest it, but he almost lost control several times. It took him a long time to remove some of the medicine, but his back was soaked.

While resting, Shui Qingyang suddenly pointed at Song Yuhu, imprisoning her movements again.

Before the other party got angry, he explained: "Sister Song calmed down. I can't be distracted next. In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, I can only feel wronged by Sister Song."

"You're a bastard!"

Song Yuhu was almost mad. The other party said it nicely, wasn’t it just to be on guard against her? Fortunately, she even reminded her that this kid was indeed not a good thing.

Eliminating possible interference, this time, Shui Qingyang entered a state of concentration, and his efficiency continued to rise. It took another two hours to finally digest all the medicinal power for Ding Yourong.

It is worthy of being the legendary Tian Pinky. The curled wounds on Ding Yourong's body have scabbed at this moment. Some of the shallower scars have even been healed, and no scar left at all.

Not only that, Ding Yourong was even immune to the poison of fog and miasma.

Shui Qingyang finally felt relieved, got up and walked to the other side, ignored Song Yuhu's shouting, and found a hidden place, and then put on a glass mask.

Sitting cross-legged in the exclusive space, he picked up the Tian Pink Clothes and swallowed all the remaining water in one mouthful.

Rumble!

The strong fragrance, accompanied by a volcanic squirting force, erupted in Shui Qingyang's body. He was prepared to activate all his magic power to digest it.

This process is very laborious. Fortunately, it is enough pure spiritual energy, and Shui Qingyang is not worried about exhaustion at all.

Kakka...

As time passed, he felt a small door in his body being pushed open, and mysterious power poured out, constantly blending into his flesh and blood.

This is the potential deep in the human body, which is constantly being discovered under the stimulation of Tianpianyi.

During this process, Shui Qingyang's body, blood, and even mental strength were improving. His condition was getting better and better, his heartbeat was steady and powerful, his breathing lasted for a long time, and the cells in his body seemed to be leaping.

I don’t know how long it took, the medicine dissipated, and Shui Qingyang woke up from entering into meditation.

When he opened his eyes, he used his technique vigorously, and the pure spiritual energy around him penetrated into his body, absorbing a speed that was much faster than before.

At the same time, the magic power boiled around the body, causing Shui Qingyang to feel that the body could no longer accommodate spiritual energy.

He immediately understood that this was a sign of breakthrough, which meant that the physical potential reached its limit. As long as he followed the magic power and guided it, he could break through to Caixia Realm!

Since he traveled through time, it has only been three or four months, but he has approached Caixia from the middle stage of Guzang Realm. His cultivation speed can only be described as shocking.

While he was surprised, Shui Qingyang was not impulsive and could break through at any time, but he had to make sure that he had reached his true limit.

Otherwise, if you leave something unfulfilled, it will affect your strength, and the crisis of going to the boundless sea of ​​illusion will be more important in the future.

I took off the glass mask and put it on. I raised my head. The sunlight was penetrating the mist and swaying and flashing on the pink branches and leaves. Regardless of the danger, the scenery here is awesome.

Of course, for Shui Qingyang now, even if he does not use his magic power, the mist will no longer have any effect on him.

Thinking of Ding Yourong, he slowly stood up and planned to see the other party's situation.

Bypassing the trees, the sound of water came into my ears.

Shui Qingyang paused, and there was no time to react. At the end of his sight, a beautiful jade body stood up from the water, standing in the mist of white air.

The crystal water droplets slipped down along the snow muscles that were slippery than silk, splashing on the stream, making a crisp sound of tinkling and tinkling.

A beam of sunlight hit the stream, and the water droplets that greedily rested on the woman's body were as clear as crystal diamonds, but they were still not as bright as the woman's skin.

The long wet hair sticks to the chest of the back, making the black hair look darker and the snowy skin whiter.

Shui Qingyang stared at her eyes, her eyes passed through the jungle, and then he was stunned. But the woman was not aware of it, and was reaching out to hold the water and bathing happily, as if she wanted to wash away the blood on her body.

After staying for about two or three seconds, Shui Qingyang turned his head and leaned against a tree, trying to adjust his breathing evenly.

But the picture in his mind stayed before and couldn't be removed. He wiped his face and walked out quietly. No matter how beautiful some scenery was, he wouldn't be so low-level that he peeked.

Shui Qingyang wanted to leave quietly, but was afraid that urging mana would wake Ding Yourong up, so he could only walk with his cat.

But things didn't go as expected. After walking a few steps, a graceful mature woman appeared in the jungle. She took off her hard armor, wore a translucent pink gauze dress, and was carrying a towel or something like a scrubber in her hand, and walked swayingly.

Seeing Shui Qingyang, the mature woman narrowed her eyes, glanced over the way she came, and a sneer slowly appeared on the corner of her mouth.

This smile made Shui Qingyang creepy, but his reaction was not overwhelming. He immediately said in surprise: "Sister Song, how did you change your clothes? By the way, what about Ding Yourong, how is she?"

Song Yuhu looked him up and down, put his hands on his chest, and said with a smile: "How is she? Don't you know?"

Shui Qingyang looked like he couldn't understand: "I just finished adjusting my breathing, how could he know? Could it be that Ding Yourong woke up and untied your seal? So, she should be fine. Hurry up, Sister Song takes me to find her."

Seeing that he was impatient and seemed to be nothing, Song Yuhu couldn't control it for a while and wondered if he had guessed it wrong.

However, after experiencing the previous incident, she now had distrust of Shui Qingyang. She snorted after hearing this: "In order to save you, Xiaorong was injured many times, all of them were scars. What are you going to do?"

Shui Qingyang smiled and said, "Sister Song, why bother me? After swallowing Tian Pink Clothes, wasn't her scars gone?"

"That's the part you can see. Other parts can be injured and bones are visible, but they are not healed at all." Song Yuhu said angrily.

The three words "Impossible" had reached their throats. Shui Qingyang suddenly caught a glimpse of Song Yuhu's scrutiny expression. He was shocked and secretly called the ghost woman cunning, and said with a serious expression: "Is that true? What should I do?"

He pretended to think, and Song Yuhu looked at him repeatedly, but couldn't figure it out, so he had to angrily say, "Get out, you are a bad man who has no eyes!" He pushed Shui Qingyang away and walked forward by himself.

Is this woman sick?

Shui Qingyang cursed inwardly and hummed a song and walked in the other direction.

It is always a problem for a woman to take a bath. After about an hour, two figures came together and landed in front of Shui Qingyang three steps away.

Song Yuhu is still wearing a pink gauze dress.

Ding Yourong, who was completely refreshed, was wearing a white silk skirt that came from somewhere. Her black hair was dispersed from behind, half-wet and undry, and her snowy skin was clear and bright red, which made her feel more vivid in her coldness.

Ding Yourong looked at Shui Qingyang in a steady manner and said in a clear voice: "Aunt Song has told me everything, thank you."

"You're welcome, you saved my life, I'm supposed to save you." Shui Qingyang stood up and looked directly at Ding Yourong, who was like a lotus in Qingshui, a little uncomfortable.

In order to prevent myself from thinking too much, I hurriedly asked, "By the way, how could you run into me?"

Ding Yourong was slightly silent and replied: "I heard that the law enforcement surveillance in the two cities is searching for the Fengfeng League. These days I am struggling to break through, so I want to use the real fight to stimulate myself."

Damn, girl, are you trying too hard? Shui Qingyang was stunned when he heard this.

Both sides fell into nothing to talk about for a moment. Ding Yourong nodded and turned around and left, just like her cold temperament.

But she had no idea that a strange thought arose in Shui Qingyang's mind at this time.

I often hear people say that women with strong hair in that place are very enthusiastic and proactive. But looking left and right, Ding Yourong doesn’t look like him. Could it be that he was stained with a large area of ​​water plants while taking a bath?
Chapter completed!