The Ascension of the Favorite Spirit

No, Assistant Professor Han, this is a creeper!

You fight this kind of monster...and do it yourself?

In the gap between life and death, Ling Biao couldn't believe his eyes, and his thinking was confused.

Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he turned his head and looked at the petite figure that kept following Ye Hanjun.

The body of an underdeveloped human little girl, a black wizard hat, two pliers, a ring-shaped scorpion tail...

Damn it! Desert witch? !

The strong wind howled and the fire filled the sky, Ling Biao felt bad all over.

This, this, this...

Assistant Professor Han’s contracted spirit... is actually a witch beast? !

Recalling the gossip circulating in the college recently, it was said that the rare loved ones in the rescue center were missing.

Ling Biao seemed to have opened up the two channels of Ren and Du, and his thoughts suddenly became clear.

That's it...that's it!

Hey, if you continue to be stunned, will you have to fend for yourself?

The sound of urn and urn sounded from behind. Ling Biao was startled and woke up immediately.

Brothers, we are all good brothers! After saving us today, I will treat you to a drink later...

The words are not finished yet.

Ling Biao lowered his head in confusion.

Although the clothes on his body were in tatters, they could still cover most of his body.

Because Huang Shanshan pulled it hard and it all rotted away, leaving only a pair of trousers.

Uh...sorry.

Huang Shanshan nodded his head and apologized.

However, his big hand wrapping the bandage did not stop there.

Instead, he grabbed Ling Biao's arm harder and pulled him back.

Bang!

An ancient tree broke in half and fell to the ground with a loud bang, creating a big crater.

The fire continues to spread, and all objects that can burn become fertilizer that nourishes it.

Ling Biao took a breath and felt a chill on his back.

The eyes that looked at Huang Shanshan were filled with gratitude.

…

puff--

The combination of flowers and candles is like an extra arm holding a shield.

Without too much pressure, Lord Ye Han used the blood-sucking dagger to cut open the wound on the crawler's forehead, and cut off the shiny corpse crystal with an extremely tough attitude.

On the other side, the pink ostrich blocks the crawler's way out. Once the crawler escapes, it kicks it back.

Four times in a row, the crawler could no longer bear the pain of being burned by the fire, screaming and turning into a twisted skeleton.

Where's Wang Xinfei? She's not with you guys?

Ye Hanjun pulled back and joined Su Mei while asking the stunned Ling Biao.

Miss Xinfei is in the other direction...

Wang Yue, who was on Shang Jie's back, struggled to open her eyes and said extremely weakly:

She set a fire and gave us a chance to escape.

But she was stared at by a large clay crawler and was seriously injured...

Before he could finish speaking, the confused Wang Yue passed out again.

Ye Hanjun pointed his finger between her eyebrows to confirm that her physical injuries were not serious.

As a singer, she must have used scream too many times, and her mental power was quickly drained in a short period of time, so her soul became dying...

With his thoughts swirling, Ye Hanjun asked:

How many crawlers are there in total that attacked you?

Of the four heads, one has been buried in the fire a long time ago, one is chasing Miss Xinfei, and the remaining two are chasing us... Sun Houbing answered honestly.

It's good to be able to hold on.

Lord Ye Han showed a hint of surprise.

There is actually another key reason that prompted him to come to support instead of staying where he was.

He wanted to take this opportunity to test the third team again.

This way he could confirm whether the prying eyes he felt during the day were who he expected.

Now, all four members of the third team are here.

The only one not present was Wang Xinfei.

The super-spiritual person did not give any warning, and the actual result was... almost the same!

Consider it briefly.

Ye Hanjun said in a deep voice:

Next, you guys stick together and follow me to find your captain.

Su Mei, you and Ostrich are the backbone. It's up to you to take care of their safety and persist until the battle is over.

Yes! Su Mei, who had not slept at night after running around all day, covered up her tiredness and agreed firmly with a face full of determination.

Ye Hanjun looked at the fire, but what came to his mind was the structural diagram of the valley.

He didn't wander around or hunt at will all day today.

Analyzing the types of spirits, analyzing the distribution of resources, and remembering the terrain along the way... These are all routine operations for survival in the wild. They have long become a part of the habit and can no longer be abandoned.

Go this way.

Lord Ye Han leads the way.

If the judgment is correct, the fire on this side will spread for another hundred meters and almost stop when it reaches the stream.

But Wang Xinfei, who was on the other side, did not use fireworks, indicating that she did not want to admit defeat and would struggle as much as she could until the last moment.

This eldest lady... is very strong!

Even though she was injured, if she wanted to defeat the clay-sculpted crawler, she would have to rely on the power of fire.

Just like Su Mei did just now, charging and kicking, as long as the crawler can be suppressed in the area covered by the sea of ​​fire, the opponent will continue to suffer the pain of burning, further aggravating the consumption of blood food.

When the crawler's recovery cannot keep up, it will be unable to escape with its wings, and it is destined to be under the blazing flames, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

…

Attack two miles away.

Even though Mr. Ye Han was not seriously injured, his frail body was unable to withstand such exertion due to his physical strength.

Fortunately, he finally heard the sound of fighting.

The creeper's strange dead cry cannot be stopped even by a blazing fire.

From a distance, Lord Ye Han saw a red-haired girl sitting on an armored horse.

The shiny silver armor looked a bit old during the day.

At this point, there was black corpse blood, sharp scratches... and her own bright red blood.

As for the armored horse…

About one-fifth of the nails on the whole body were peeled off.

Of course, this is not fatal.

The most difficult injury was on the right forelimb of the armored horse.

As a riding spirit, as the key to matching with the knight, it actually has a lame leg.

As you can imagine, kick, trample, iron armor charge... no matter what skills, either cannot be used, or can only be used reluctantly.

Miss Xinfei, it's because the armored horse was injured in the leg by a crawler while resting, and its combat effectiveness plummeted, that's why she was in such embarrassment...

Ling Biao, who was chasing Lord Ye Han all the way, felt resentful.

Ye Hanjun automatically filters such words.

In his view, there is no if in this world.

The only reason he could find was that Wang Xinfei was careless, or she consumed too much energy during the day, which led to her poor condition at night, and then the crawler took advantage of her.

No matter what the reason is, this is a bloody lesson.

Thinking like this, Lord Ye Han stopped and did not move forward.

In full view of everyone, Wang Xinfei does not need help.

The crawler she was playing with was already in a very extreme state and still had its last breath.

boom!

In a tragic collision, the crawler ripped off seven pieces of armor from the horse, and blood splattered.

But it was also knocked into the sea of ​​​​fire by the huge momentum. When it staggered out, Wang Xinfei inserted a gun into its mouth, pulled it diagonally, and finally cut off the head.

Huh...huh...huh...

Wang Xinfei, who was also on the verge of reaching her limit, threw away her obstacle course helmet and protective armor.

She was like a puddle of mud, lying limply on the back of the armored horse.

Sweat dripped down the sticky hair. That pale but beautiful face, reflected in the moonlight and set against the background of the sea of ​​fire, made me feel pity and moving.

Until she fell into poor perception and discovered the figure behind her.

With great reluctance, she forced herself to stand up.

The plump chest rose and fell violently, and a bright and bloody scratch on the chest was so shocking.

In the swaying light of the fire, Ye Hanjun walked towards her step by step.

He had no expression, but the powerful perception given by super spirituality once again confirmed that a vague gaze fell on him from a dark corner.

Probably, if you use the dagger in your hand to pierce the girl's heart...

The owner of this gaze shouldn't be looking at it so indifferently, right?

Thinking in a bad way, Ye Hanjun said hello calmly.

His eyes deliberately fell on the silver gun, and he asked thoughtfully:

You're so injured, don't you want to use the skills in the weapon?

This has nothing to do with you, right?

Wang Xinfei frowned, no matter how pale her face was, that kind of indifference that could repel people thousands of miles away... was still quite interesting.

Miss Xinfei, it's great that you're okay!

When they met each other, the conversation between the two people felt like they were fighting each other. Sun Houbing laughed and said:

We escaped. Fortunately, Assistant Coach Han and their team members were there, otherwise we would still have difficulty killing those two crawlers.

Did you save them?

Wang Xinfei's coldness weakened slightly.

After hesitating for a moment, she reached into the dimensional bag under the silver armor with her palm soaked in corpse blood.

Immediately, a white jade bead the size of a fist appeared in her palm, and Wang Xinfei placed it against her chest.

Wow~~

The waves are like water, quiet and peaceful.

An astonishing scene happened. The ferocious claw mark healed completely within a few seconds. The wound scabbed and then fell into bloody scabs. Not even a trace of scar was left.

After treating the injuries on her chest, Wang Xinfei placed the orbs on her shoulders, calves, and palms... A milky white light mist rippled around her, and within a few breaths, all the injuries on her body were healed.

The flawless level healing orb...

Ye Hanjun stared at the bead, his mouth and tongue slightly dry, which was a good way to hide the strange color in his eyes.

Shang Jie, Sun Houbing, and Ling Biao next to them were obviously seeing this bead for the first time.

Their surprise could not be concealed at all, but after the surprise, they were all filled with envy.

Healing orb, this is a very precious magical prop.

Its value is the same as that of a dimensional space bag. Not to mention ordinary people, the vast majority of low-level family members may not be able to obtain it after a lifetime of chasing it.

Wang Xinfei - she used it so generously.

She doesn't need to worry about being coveted by students or teaching assistants, because few people in the college dare to covet her things.

I don't use the skills in the spear, nor do I use any medicine or talismans. It's just because, during the battle, I want to be focused on nothing, and I don't want to create additional illusions because of extra things.

However, by the end of the battle, the tempering effect I wanted has been achieved, and it is beyond the limit.

I won't hold on. When it's time to recover... I have to recover to the end!

Wang Xinfei, who not only recovered from her injuries but also gradually regained her energy, peeled off her tattered silver armor and put on an identical, brand-new one from her dimensional bag.

By the time the armored horse sat down, its armor had grown back, and its lame leg was completely normal.

Wang Xinfei, who was sitting on the horse, had an indescribable charm in her cold eyes.

Although that feeling is very, very light.

But she did not emit it deliberately, but it was innate and revealed from her bones.

The corners of Ye Hanjun's mouth couldn't help but turn up a little.

This feeling, the world seems to call it...a sense of superiority?