The Journey of Cultivation of King Juan

Her eyes were so straightforward that it was hard for Feng Jing not to notice, his face flushed, and he threw the bag into Yun Ying's arms with some annoyance: "This is for Yan Jia, what are you thinking!"

In fact, Yunying thought about it later, but she didn't have time to change her gaze, and he looked straight at her, so she had to suffer this accusation dumbfounded.

Unpacking the package, she couldn't help but feel her scalp tighten.

There are three or four sets of clothes in the baggage, shirts and skirts made of Tianshui blue silk, silver red gauze shirts, light yellow skirts... Needless to say, they are delicate and charming, and the materials are also first-class and expensive.

She planned to take advantage of Feng Jing's influence to sneak into Longnan City without anyone noticing. Wearing such clothes, she had the word "rich" clearly written on her face. When people look back, they still hide their names to ghosts!
She quickly wrapped the bag, stuffed it back into Feng Jing's hands, shook her head and said, "Forget it, I'll change into something you can see better! These are Miss Yan Jia's clothes, she will be angry if I secretly wear them."

As he spoke, he changed into the outfit he wore when he met Feng Jing outside Qingshan Town. It was not as obscure as the maid's clothes, nor was it as eye-catching as the few sets of beautiful and beautiful clothes in the bag.

Feng Jing wanted to say that Zhuo Yanjia wouldn't be angry, she couldn't remember how many clothes she had, but seeing Yun Ying moving so fast, she changed her clothes before she had time to say it, so Feng Jing didn't bother to say any more.

He didn't want to be more positive than Yunying.

After handling all these miscellaneous matters and discussing what to say to the outside world, the two got up and walked northwestward in the direction Yun Ying had estimated.

At this time, the scorching sun was shining brightly in the desert. Although the monks were not dehydrated to death like ordinary people, they still felt uncomfortable after being exposed to the sun for a long time.Feng Jing took out an ice bead and threw it on the heads of the two of them. Suddenly, the air was filled with water vapor, which cut off the violent sunlight and filtered it into a gentle light.

Yun Ying couldn't help sighing that Feng Jing's storage bag is really magical, and she can easily take out any magic weapon.

During the day, the yellow sand worms hide under the sea of ​​sand to rest, which is much calmer than at night, but they occasionally encounter monsters that come out to prey.

Those who can struggle to survive in the vast sea are naturally ruthless characters, and the two soon encountered a few fire spiders spinning webs under the jagged rocks.

This kind of monster is about the size of a palm, and like the double-headed white boa, it is mostly of the third or fourth order. It is also highly poisonous, but it is much more difficult to deal with than the two-headed white boa.

Not only does it have a pair of fangs and a poison sac full of venom, but even the spider web weaves is full of fire poison, and it will die when it is scratched, and there is no time to take the detoxification pill.

Yun Ying didn't dare to get in close contact with them, and every time she saw them from a distance, she would make a tactic with both hands, and immediately used ten quicksand techniques together, turning them into small quicksands in the desert. Death is also considered a relatively contemptible means of sneak attack.

As for Feng Jing, as a blood refiner, he didn't bother to deal with these little bugs that could be crushed to death with one hand, so he handed them all over to Yunying.

Yunying was always extremely careful in doing things, after making sure that the fire spiders were all dead in the quicksand, she used the spirit vine technique to protect her body, and went to pick up the corpses of the fire spiders, especially the most valuable poison sac, and refused to pull any of them off .

But even with such care, she still capsizes in the gutter.

The third time she used quicksand to kill the fire spider, she went to pick up the poison sac as usual, but when she leaned over, she suddenly heard a sound of breaking through the air from the left.