When Zhou Ming and the yellow-haired monkey ran far away, Taoist Master Qingxu let out a long sigh. The dagger in his hand fell into the grass, and his whole body fell limp. In this moment, his Taoist robe was soaked in cold sweat. He took a few deep breaths and felt that his heart was not beating so hard. Suddenly, he felt something pressed on his body. He flashed and found that it was the dog king controlled by the insect. He was afraid and even forgot about it. Taoist Master Qingxu stroked the dog king's scarred head and comforted in a low voice: Fortunately, your insect is still obedient, otherwise I and your master will die this time.

The dog king, who was controlled by the insect, had his blood-red eyes rolling. He didn't know if he understood the words of the Qingxu Demon Dao. He grinned his big mouth, showed a slightly ferocious smile, stretched out his big tongue with a foul smell, and licked the Qingxu Demon Dao's face for a while, making the Qingxu Demon Dao so disgusting that he almost vomited out the overnight dinner.

He stood up with a trembling waist. Taoist Master Qingxu looked at the direction Wu Feng and Zhou Ming were running away as he was a little worried. Then he wiped the nauseating saliva of the dog king on his face and ran towards the cave.

The situation is quite dangerous now. Although Zhou Ming and Wu Feng have run far away, they don’t know whether they will come back later. It’s okay if they don’t come back. If they go back from here, they may not be sure to find that they and Weng Chai are trapped in the cave. Both of them are seriously injured again. The chances of survival are too slim. They can only wake up Weng Chai first and change to a hiding place.

When he walked to Weng Chai, Master Qingxu first looked at his pulse and found that his aura was calm, but his true energy was consumed too much and he could not recover for a while. This life could always be saved. However, the Qingxu Demon Dao couldn't help feeling a little regretful. The little life-saving medicine he got from Xue Gui Doctor was completely used up. If he was injured in the future, it would be really a troublesome thing.

Wengchai, brother Wengchai, brother, Master Xingxing, Qingxu, stretched out his hand and patted Wengchai's face gently. After a while, he didn't respond. So he increased his strength and patted him a few more times. Wengchai slowly opened his eyes and looked at Qingxu Demon Dao. He opened his mouth, his throat was extremely hoarse, and he couldn't speak. He coughed a few times and said: Brother Qingxu, where are we? I have already arrived at the underworld, it's so dark here.

Don't worry, we are not dead, we are not dead. I still have a few life-saving medicines on my body, which I got from the old boy Xue Guidian. I have never been willing to use. Seeing that you are so injured, I have to take it for you. Master Qingxu lowered his voice and said.

Then Brother Qingxu saved my husband's life again. I don't know how to repay you with this kindness. Weng Cai said in tears, and he was a little daring to move. He thought that Qingxu's demon Tao was seriously injured, and he didn't even want to take the life-saving medicine. Instead, he gave it to himself. Although this old Taoist was a little bit brave, he was quite nice to him.
Chapter completed!