MTL - To Save the Female Supporting Role As My Duty-Chapter 110v2 The villain female supporting role who saves the comprehension world (9)

The lecture part is all over, and the next step is the practical part. Nearly a hundred disciples entered the trial secret realm together.

The elders of various sects gathered together to watch the performance of the disciples in the secret realm.

After a group of people entered the secret realm, they were scattered all over the place. Song Lingshu looked around, and found that he was the only one around, with overgrown vegetation and a few squirrels jumping around on the trees.

One of them accidentally jumped onto the road in front of her, holding a pine cone in his hand, looking at her with round eyes, making her cute.

Just as she was about to step forward, she suddenly felt a sudden change in the surrounding aura, and immediately drew out her sword. The squirrel charged at her, its face contorted.

With a sound of "clank", two claws pressed on her sword, and then rushed towards her face, she immediately turned around and drew a spell with the sword, binding it inside.

In fact, it is quite easy to solve, but you need to be vigilant, otherwise you will be easily deceived. Song Lingshu looked at the struggling squirrel, but he didn't kill them all, because this little guy was at most an ant in the jungle, and it didn't have much damage value, and he wouldn't get any spiritual gift if he killed it.

It seemed that she was lucky, the opponents she encountered at the beginning were all low-level opponents, unlike Mochen and Monsoon.

In the novel, these two fell into a secret realm together with several other disciples, and when they woke up, they met the fiercest Xuanwu. , The spark of love is rubbing off!

But right now, she doesn't care about other people's sparks. Although she didn't encounter any particularly difficult spirit beasts on the road, a squirrel and a gray wolf would be a waste of energy. She must be vigilant at all times to avoid being caught. Sneak attack.

After half a day, she finally came to another site. There are not only low-level spirit beasts here, but also lingering mist, which will make you dizzy and consume your spiritual power if you are not careful.

As soon as Song Lingshu walked in, he was stopped by a male cultivator. The man was holding his arm, his forehead was covered with sweat, obviously injured, and said, "Fellow Daoist, let's form an alliance."

"Why?" Song Lingshu looked at him and shook his head, "No, you will drag me down like this."

"Aren't you a disciple of Dao Qingzong?" The man asked suspiciously, "Aren't you Dao Qingzong always compassionate, saving all sentient beings, and claiming to be the number one sect in the world?"

"If you want to engage in moral kidnapping, then I will not agree." Song Lingshu turned his head and left, "Compassion must have a life to give you mercy!"

In the main hall, the elders of other sects saw this scene with different expressions, and then looked at Fuguang. Fu Guang didn't speak. At this time, she could not express any opinions on behalf of Dao Qingzong, even though she agreed with Master's words very much in her heart, there was a faint smile on her face.

The man hurriedly chased after him again, and said: "I said something wrong, I just saw you alone, and wanted to find a companion to go out with. You don't know, there are a lot of fog and fog in here, which makes people lose their minds I don’t know. I’ve gone around and I’ve almost figured out the road conditions. Let’s take care of each other, so let’s go out from here together.”

"Do you know the way?"

"Well, I know how to go, but I'm injured now, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to go out alone, so I thought about making a companion together."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Lingshu handed him a handkerchief.

The man was taken aback, seeing that she had already tied a veil on her face, covering her mouth and nose, and took it reluctantly: "You don't think it's so easy to escape, do you?"

"Stop talking nonsense and lead the way." Song Lingshu raised his sword and slashed forward, opening a path.

The man had no choice but to hold his breath and lead her forward, only to find that she didn't seem to need to lead the way at all, she ran and cut all the way, completely reckless, making people confused, and shouted: "Don't cut, save a little energy !"

Soon he came to the place where the mask was thickest, and the man pressed his temple: "I'm a little dizzy, what should I do?"

"I'll save you!" Song Lingshu walked over, and slapped him a dozen times, left and right, "How are you, are you awake?"

"Hmm... sober."

Walking forward for a while, the man saw that she was also a little dizzy, and immediately asked, "Are you also starting to get dizzy?"

"is a bit."

The man rubbed his hands excitedly: "Then I'll help..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Lingshu squatted down and took something out of his Qiankun bag.

"What kind of weapon do you want?" the man asked, "Forget about the weapon at this time, what kind of weapon can you use to fight back your energy!"

"Here we come!" Song Lingshu took out a bowl of steaming noodles.

"What is this?" Even though he was wearing a veil, the man couldn't help covering his nose, "What smell?!"

"Snail powder." Song Lingshu tore off his veil, put it in front of him and smelled it, "Are you awake?"

"Sober!"

"This bowl is for you." Song Lingshu asked the system to mix another bowl, and ate it while walking, feeling very happy!

The man looked in horror at the way she was eating comfortably, and then looked at the smelly thing, her expression was as uncomfortable as eating shit, but if he had to choose between surviving and eating shit, he would choose the latter Bar.

He looked at death like home, took a big bite, and gradually flattened his frowning brows: "What is this!?"

"Snail powder! It's delicious!"

"It stinks! It's delicious!"

All the elders in the hall were stunned. How many junior players have been trapped in this foggy place? There are tens of thousands of people who have escaped, but none of them got out of it by some... sloppy powder!

Everyone looked at Fuguang and asked curiously: "Fuguang, what kind of fan is this? Is it the secret weapon of your Dao Qingzong?"

Fu Guang shook his head: "I don't know either."

Not only do I not know, but I am also very curious, is this some treasure hidden by Master? Gotta figure out a way to get it.

After walking out of the foggy forest, she came to a maze-like place in a blink of an eye. It took Song Lingshu a day to find out that in such a big place, she had returned to the original place!

"Don't you know the way here?" Song Lingshu asked.

"I've never been here before. When I fell in, I kept spinning in the mist." The man tentatively said, "Why don't we just cut it out? Just like last time?"

"If you don't cut it, you won't be able to cut it out of this place." Song Lingshu said.

It seems that every level here has a focus. Since it is a maze, there must be obstacles that are difficult to destroy.

The man didn't believe in evil, so he slashed wildly with a knife. Except for uprooting a few piles of grass, the ancient trees in front of him didn't move at all.

"What should we do now?"

"Wait." Song Lingshu sat down directly against the tree, closed his eyes and began to catch up on sleep.

"Waiting for what?"

"Wait until someone comes to rescue us, or wait for the time to pass, and as soon as the trial meeting is over, shouldn't we go out?"

"...But we have to practice! How can we sit and wait for death!"

"Then you go to practice, don't block me from the sun."

The man looked at her bitterly, gritted his teeth, and turned around to find an exit.

"etc."

"What? Do you want to go with me?" The man turned his head happily.

"what's your name?"

"...Gou Si, my name is Gou Si!"

"So you are Gou Si! Go slowly." Song Lingshu closed his eyes after finishing speaking.

In the main hall, the other elders showed some concern for Song Lingshu, a weird talent, but she did not expect that she really fell asleep at this time, and she was a little bit dispirited.

"Is he really planning to sleep here until the end of the trial?"

"It's a pity, I still want to see what kind of bad move he will make this time."

"Maybe it just happened to walk out of the fog formation."

Everyone judged each other, only Fu Guang stood in the corner, silently watching Song Lingshu's movements, and she could see a bit of comfort from her sleeping face.

She inexplicably felt a sense of trust. Even though the master has lost his spiritual power and lost his memory until he was rejuvenated, she believes that this little problem will not trouble the master.

Otherwise... She will really abandon the light and turn to the dark, even if she can't pass this level, how can she be worthy of being her master?

One day passed, Gou Si came back again, and said with a disheartened face: "I suspect there is no exit here! Unfortunately, my spiritual power is not enough, so I can't directly break through the obstacles here! Oh, can you stop roasting chicken and think about it quickly There is a way!"

Song Lingshu tore off a chicken leg, ate a few mouthfuls, and said, "Which part do you want to eat?"

"...I just want to get out!"

"Impotent, young people are impetuous." Song Linsang said with emotion.

"How old are you?" Gou Si angrily squatted down beside her, too tired to move.

"It's two...a hundred hours older than you." Song Lingshu smiled. After eating the chicken legs, he glanced at the sky and asked, "Did you see any other disciples during your trip?" ?"

Gou Si was taken aback: "No."

"We haven't seen anyone here in the past two days. Even a guy with a good level should pass this level or fall into it, but there is no one for a long time. What does it mean? It means that this place is really Big!"

"...This is not nonsense!"

"But it's small."

"What's the meaning?"

Song Lingshu pointed to the sun in the sky: "The sun is shining brightly, I have slept here for a long time without feeling any warmth."

Gou Si looked at the sun in surprise: "Could it be fake?"

"That's right, we haven't walked out of the fog formation at all. This place should be an illusion created by the fog." Song Lingshu said.

Gou Si's eyes lit up: "Then what should we do now?"

"Close your eyes and just go."

"Walk away?"

"Well, this place is originally an illusion, so those obstacles, no matter how hard they are, are all illusions."

After saying those words, Gou Si saw that she closed her eyes, and went straight to the most indestructible ancient tree in front of her. She was surprised to see that she kept walking, and then she passed through the ancient tree in front of his eyes. Get knocked back!

Gou Si hurriedly followed suit, and the two walked with their eyes closed for a while, when suddenly a burst of light dazzled their eyes.

Finally out of the fog.

However, in the next moment, Song Lingshu was startled by the light—

This is a sword light!

The blade pointed straight at her throat, and before she had time to be handsome, she rolled to the side in desperation, dodging the blow.

"It's you?" The person recognized her identity, turned to look at Gou Si behind, and said happily, "Great, Junior Brother, I finally found you!"

"Senior brother!" Gou Si immediately hugged the other party, and then pointed to Song Lingshu to introduce him, "This fellow Taoist is Yin Xuan of Dao Qingzong, he is the one who led me out of the fog, otherwise I would have almost missed is you."

"You said...he saved you?" Wu San asked with a strange expression.

"Yeah, let's go with him, he's smart!"

"This..." Wu San looked at Song Lingshu in embarrassment, "I'm afraid this fellow Taoist would not like it."

"Why?" Song Lingshu looked at him suspiciously, and then noticed the tattered Taoist uniform on his body, and a talisman on his shoulder, which had the breath of Mochen on it. She narrowed her eyes slightly, "Where is Mochen?"

"Follow me." Wu San solemnly led her to the nearby haystack, pointed to the figure not far away, "They are over there..."

Song Lingshu trotted over, saw Weichen and Jifeng tied together by a fairy rope, and immediately tore off the cloth strips from their mouths.

Song Lingshu hadn't had time to ask Wu San why he tied them up when he heard Weichen say with reddened eyes: "Master—junior brother! I finally found you. Take a look at Ji Feng. There is something wrong with him. He doesn't know us anymore." , not only to kill Fellow Daoist Wu, but also to kill me!"

Song Lingshu turned his head to look, only to find that Ji Feng's eyes were red. It wasn't the redness of Wei Chen's rush, but the redness that almost blinded his eyes. The red blood was all over the eyeballs, his body was trembling, and his eyes were sinister but empty.

It was the demon blood hidden in the body that was activated.

Song Lingshu hurriedly rummaged through the Qiankun bag, at this moment, Ji Feng suddenly broke free from the tie, raised his sword, and stood in a stalemate with them.

"Ji Feng, Ji Feng! What are you doing! I am Weichen, your little senior sister! Look who this is? This is our teacher-junior brother!" Weichen also got up and approached him.

However, Ji Feng was already delirious at this time, so he raised his sword and went straight to Mochen. Mochen blocked it, but was ejected more than ten meters away by the sword energy.

"Ji Feng, it's your uncle's!" Song Lingshu suddenly ran over cursingly, and stuck a talisman on his forehead, "Did you treat your woman like this!"

"Puff, cough, cough!" Weichen spat out a mouthful of blood, and said blankly, "Ah? Master, junior brother, I'm not his woman..."

"You know what!" Song Lingshu roared.

Mote: "Oh..."

We don't understand, and we dare not refute Master's words.

That Taoist talisman was a treasure that Song Lingshu secretly sought out from Master Teacher before he set off, just in case Ji Feng left and other special circumstances, this talisman could slow down people's movements.

Ji Feng blinked his eyes slowly, turned his head to look at her stiffly, his pupils opened slightly, and there seemed to be a trace of dazedness in his empty eyes.

It means that his nerves were stimulated, and he became a little conscious.

"Monsoon, Weichen is injured." Song Lingshu said.

"Mi... dust?"

"Yes, Weichen! The little senior sister you secretly like! You hurt her, are you still a man?!"

Weichen stared at Song Lingshu dumbfounded, then at Ji Feng who looked uncertain, and became surprisingly quiet.

Afterwards, Ji Feng turned his head stiffly, looked directly at the woman in front of him, and murmured: "Weichen... likes her..."

Mote:! !

After a while, Wei Chen's face was stained with a layer of blush.

"Oh, is this the love of young girls?" A female elder in the hall couldn't help but sigh.

The others also laughed. They didn't expect to see the moment of true love while watching a trial meeting, so they couldn't help gossiping.

Someone asked Fu Guang about the two people's daily situation in the sect, Fu Guang casually said a few words, but he was staring at Song Lingshu's figure in his heart.

How should I put it, for a moment just now, she seemed to see the former appearance of the master. Could it be that she is about to regain her memory?

In the secret realm, just as Ji Feng was about to regain consciousness, he suddenly changed. He shuddered, and when he raised his hand to attack, he was hit **** the back of the head. He lay down on the ground expressionlessly, and passed out.

Several people stared dumbfounded at Song Lingshu holding up an iron pot, Weichen asked in surprise, "What is that?"

"I was going to cook a big goose for a picnic, but I didn't expect it to be so suitable for knocking heads." Song Lingshu smiled, and carefully stuffed the iron pot into the Qiankun bag, muttering, "I want to get rid of it, she gave it to me." The goose I fed was delicious!"

"What? Sister is still feeding you goose?" Weichen walked over with difficulty, with a line of blood hanging from the corner of her mouth, and condemned, "It's so partial, she has never fed me a goose, and she doesn't allow me to eat!"

"Hee hee." Song Lingshu smiled triumphantly, "Next time I ask her to roast chicken legs for me, I won't give them to you."

"No! If you don't give it to me, I will sue the master teacher!"

Floating light: "......"

You should take care of the junior brother who passed out! When I think about the people who hurt him, I get anxious for him!

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