20demayo Chapter 2795 Xiaoman (Still Alive)
Chapter 2795 Xiaoman (Still Alive)
"Well, it seems I can only rely on my brain to memorize it!"
Hu Xiaoman pouted, looking helpless. He could only turn the pages slowly, trying hard to memorize the contents of the book.
But after she had memorized a few pages, she felt as if her head was going to explode. The pain was unbearable, and blood was flowing from all her orifices. With a bang, she fell straight to the ground and fainted.
At the moment she fainted, the sacred book in her hand emitted a soft golden light.
The words inside were like a group of naughty elves, flying out of the book and scrambling to get into her head.
If Hu Xiaoman was awake at this moment, he would definitely shout anxiously: Slow down, slow down, I don’t want to become a fool!
Slowly, the sacred book disappeared and the surrounding scene became blurry.
Hu Xiaoman's body slowly floated up like a light feather.
When Hu Xiaoman slowly woke up, her head, which had been aching so much before, now felt relaxed.
Even the spiritual consciousness seemed to be injected with a magical power and became stronger.
It seems that there is more space in my mind to accommodate all kinds of wonderful things.
Deep in her mind, the image of an ancient and mysterious book slowly emerged.
Hu Xiaoman moved closer and took a closer look.
day!
Isn’t this the “Wuji Divine Book”?
I was clearly halfway through watching when my eyes went dark and I passed out.
How did this "Wuji Divine Book" get into my mind?
But soon, surprise prevailed!
She felt extremely grateful for this wonderful adventure, and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously.
However, the smile quickly faded.
Hu Xiaoman sighed softly.
Although he had this magical book, his cultivation still stopped at the late foundation-building rookie stage.
Hey!
Difficult!
"My young master, how could you die so miserably!"
"Which bastard who gave birth to a son without an asshole has caused you to become like this?"
"How pitiful! His death was so tragic..."
Hu Xiaoman's long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she slowly opened her big eyes.
A teardrop with the scent of medicine fell on her face.
I saw Xiao Huang crying loudly, with tears and snot all over her face, and she kept wailing. She died tragically!
"Oh, it's so noisy. I'm still alive."
She spoke weakly.
"Xiao Huang, stop howling. I'm not dead yet. If you keep crying, my ears will be deafened."
When the little Huangjing, who was crying herself to death, heard this, she was stunned.
It blinked its big round eyes and looked straight at Hu Xiaoman. After a long while, it suddenly cried even louder.
"My young master, you are not dead!"
"He's really not dead!"
"Great!"
"But why were you bleeding from all seven orifices? You looked like you were going to die. I was so scared!"
"Woooooooo..."
Thinking of the horrible appearance of Hu Xiaoman when he first appeared, with his face covered in blood and his hair as disheveled as a chicken coop, Xiao Huangjing is still frightened and feels like his little heart is about to jump out of his chest.
Looking at Xiao Huangjing's appearance, Hu Xiaoman couldn't help but grin and reveal a bright smile.
She is in a super good mood!
But her happy smile took on a different meaning in the eyes of little Huang Jing.
Xiao Huang's heart skipped a beat.
It’s over, it’s over. Could it be that the young master has lost his mind?
It's so miserable, why are you still smiling so happily?
Xiao Huang was unsure, so he cautiously asked, "Young Master, do you still recognize me?"
"You don't even remember me, do you?"
Hu Xiaoman smiled, stretched out his hand, gently touched Xiao Huang's round belly, and said with a smile: "Xiao Huang, why are you so cute?"
"Of course I remember you!"
"Help your beautiful and clever little master sit up."
When Hu Xiaoman was in a good mood, he spoke with a cheerful tone, as sweet as if he had eaten honey.
When Xiao Huang heard this, his heart was filled with joy, and his previous worries were instantly thrown out of his mind.
It immediately became alert and pulled Hu Xiaoman up with all its strength.
While pulling, he asked in a chattering voice: "Young Master, what's the matter with you?"
"You've made me worried?"
"My dear, where did you go just now?"
"Xiao Huang thought that he would never see you again in this life!"
"He first disappeared out of thin air, and then suddenly reappeared, unconscious, bleeding from all seven orifices, neither human nor ghost, and he was grinning foolishly..."
Hu Xiaoman sat up, brought Xiao Huang to him and rubbed its head.
Only then did I realize that the originally emerald green leaves on the little yellow head were now faintly yellow.
Seeing this, Hu Xiaoman hurriedly took out a spiritual fruit from the Fire Spirit Realm and put it in Xiao Huang's hand.
"Your young master is very tough. Ordinary demons and monsters can't do anything to me."
As she spoke, she looked towards a place not far away.
Chu Qingye still lay there quietly.
Hu Xiaoman's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down a little.
Then she turned her gaze to Qi Yan.
For a moment, his expression froze slightly.
Qi Yan transformed into a fire Qilin again, with flames surging all over his body, looking very majestic.
He was already able to control the flames in this fiery purgatory at will.
At this moment, he was transforming flames into sharp swords and shooting them towards the ghostly old man.
The ghostly old man relied on his own strange power to use his body to block wave after wave of fierce attacks.
With the blessing of evil power, the ghostly old man's body became increasingly huge, like a giant.
He raised his foot, which was as big as a hill, high up and stomped towards Qi Yan viciously.
At this critical moment, Qi Yan's body was as fast as lightning, and he flashed in an instant, and the attack of the ghostly old man missed.
At this time, Qi Yan had appeared behind the ghostly old man like a ghost. Under his control, the thick and hot magma condensed into a giant dragon with bared fangs and claws, which quickly wrapped around the ghostly old man's neck like a spirit snake.
The dragon's grip was getting tighter and tighter, as if it was going to strangle his head off.
The two fought back and forth, and the battle was so fierce that it was dizzying.
Hu Xiaoman looked at the battle situation and knew in his heart that with such a fierce confrontation, the outcome would probably be decided soon.
She quickly picked up Xiao Huang and ran to Chu Qingye's side.
At this time, Xiao Huang was biting the spiritual fruit in big mouthfuls. In the harsh environment of this fiery purgatory, it had already lost too much spiritual energy.
During the time when Hu Xiaoman disappeared, the power of the Ice Spring Talisman on Xiao Huang's body gradually dissipated.
As a small elf, it was unable to resist the ubiquitous flames, so much so that even its leaves turned yellow and withered.
Hu Xiaoman asked softly while staring at the fierce battle ahead.
"Xiao Huang, has Chu Ran ever appeared?"
In fact, Hu Xiaoman already had some vague guesses in his mind.