After Wang Yimiao withdrew his hand, he found that Ji Ying's jade hand was still hanging in the air. So he looked up at Ji Ying in surprise, but found that Ji Ying was staring at him tightly and was dumbfounded.

At this moment, Wang Yimiao's look was shocking, her whole body was covered with bare skin, and all kinds of slender silver needles were pierced. The silver needle in front of her was bleeding because she pressed on the stone when she pulled Ji Ying just now. She only wore a pair of shorts on her lower body, and a few words were embroidered on the shorts: How lonely is invincible.

At this moment, Ji Ying was shocked by Wang Yimiao's look.

"Sister Ji Ying, what's wrong with you?" Wang Yimiao reached out and shook in front of Ji Ying's eyes.

Ji Ying woke up, but her eyes still fell on Wang Yimiao's shorts involuntarily and asked nervously: "Are you lonely?"

"It's really lonely to stay here alone." Wang Yimiao said without hesitation. He completely forgot the words embroidered on the shorts he hadn't changed for four days.

"I hope the young master will respect himself."

"Yeah, OK." Wang Yimiao replied casually.

"Then have you touched enough?" Ji Ying stared at Wang Yimiao's left hand in horror, and Wang Yimiao's left hand was holding his sleeves and rubbing it constantly.

Wang Yimiao noticed Ji Ying's gaze, immediately laughed awkwardly, wiped it twice before letting go of her hand, and said shamelessly: "This material is really good. I'm guessing what material it is based on my hand."

"This is Su Ling, you don't have to guess anymore." Ji Ying glared at Wang Yimiao and said, if Wang Yimiao had just saved her and she and Wang Yimiao were considered familiar, otherwise she would have drawn her sword and killed Wang Yimiao long ago.

But Wang Yimiao always felt that his hands had not been wiped clean yet, so he asked shamelessly: "What material is your skirt?"

As he said that, he reached out to Ji Ying's skirt.

Bang!

Ji Ying finally couldn't help but slap Wang Yimiao in the face. Wang Yimiao stopped his hand, with a red slap on his face, and two tears hanging on the corners of his eyes, looking aggrieved.

Ji Ying always felt sorry when she saw that she had taken action against her savior and said apologetically: "I'm sorry."

"It hurts." Wang Yimiao looked at Ji Ying pitifully, like a little cat asking his owner to comfort him.

"Hold on." Ji Ying couldn't help but recover from the rudeness she had just said, and suddenly she noticed the stinky smell around her, "Why is there a strange smell here?"

Wang Yimiao covered her face and replied casually: "I'm already numb and I haven't smelled it."

Ji Ying smelled the strange smell, and immediately looked at Wang Yimiao with disgust and said, "Hey, you are so dirty. You shouldn't be urinating everywhere here? I said, can you urinate and defecate when you urinate? You actually like to deal with it in such a place that is no more than half a foot horizontally and vertically. Your quirk is simply outrageous."

"It's unfair!" Wang Yimiao felt even more aggrieved after hearing this.

"I am leaving here!"

"Then please, please." Wang Yimiao didn't try to keep him, and his tone was a little harsh. Obviously, he had a lot of complaints about Ji Ying slapping him in the face and wronging him.

Ji Ying looked up at the cliff more than ten meters high, then looked down at the bottom of the cliff that could not be seen in depth, and said helplessly and shamelessly: "Forget it, I will stay and protect you when I saw you saved me just now. After all, your cultivation is too low."

But as she said this, she felt very distressed and said to herself with resentment: "Will you stay with this sloppy and vulgar guy in this place where only two people can be accommodated for nearly a month?"

Wang Yimiao complained in her heart: "It's obvious that you don't have the ability to go up, but you're trying to save face in front of me!"

However, Wang Yimiao did not say such words. He did not forget that his face was still hurting, so when he spoke, he had another attitude and words.

"It's great that Sister Ji Ying can stay with me!" Wang Yimiao pretended to dance, but this exaggerated look made people feel a little embarrassed.

"But I have a condition, can you put on your clothes?"

Wang Yimiao stopped his movements and stared at Ji Ying tightly. After some careful consideration, after only two seconds, he spoke, "No."

He thought that his body was covered in filth, and his old clothes had been thrown away. If he wore new clothes, he would inevitably get dirty again. The result of the stain was that he would throw another set of clothes. He didn't bring much clothes when he came to the secret realm. If this continued, he would probably have no clothes to wear within a month.

At the same time, the big rock is very sunny during the day, and it feels much cooler to wear bare shirtless and shorts.

And he is naked all over, so he can help him practice by tying a silver needle.

However, Wang Yimiao quickly understood Ji Ying's consideration, so he took the initiative to sell Ji Ying his secret silver needle technique.

Ji Ying looked at him suspiciously and reluctantly agreed to let Wang Yimiao try it.

Wang Yimiao immediately happily put a silver needle on Ji Ying's head and wiped his hands clean...

In the end, not only did his left hand no longer smell, but also had a fresh body fragrance on Ji Ying's body, which he was very satisfied with.

But Ji Ying didn't know why Wang Yimiao was excited. After seeing Wang Yimiao's silver needle, she slowly sat down and tried to use the exercises. She was overjoyed when she tried it: "With this secret method, you can practice quickly in this secret realm without taking the spirit pills!"

Wang Yimiao looked at his left hand that seemed to be completely refreshed and replied casually: "It's good if you are happy."

In the following time, the two of them did not have too much conversation and were all devoted to practicing.

A small big stone just allows them to sit cross-legged and practice face to face. Sometimes after practicing for a while, they will immediately catch their eyes.

One day, Ji Ying stared at Wang Yimiao secretly and muttered to herself: "This guy is quite handsome and smart, but he is not talented and has too low cultivation. What's even more outrageous is that he is vulgar and sloppy."

Thinking of the end, she immediately closed her eyes.

After three days, Wang Yimiao and Ji Ying were practicing day and night. Their location was like a paradise and no one disturbed them at all.

But outside of them, it is not peaceful.

In a small forest, six disciples of the Ming Xizong were chasing Ji Lingyi. Originally, Ji Lingyi had been hiding in the small forest safely, but until today, a disciple of the Ming Xizong accidentally looked up and saw her hiding in the tree, so she had to flee around.

"Why does this spiritual disciple run so fast? I can't catch up with her in this dense forest!" A disciple of the Ming Xizong said complainingly.

"You must kill her. If you kill her, you will not only receive rewards from the sect, but also create a complete set of Taoist equipment, killing two birds with one stone!" A disciple of the Ming Xizong stared at the "value-for-money package" in front of him, afraid that she would fly away.

"Blow down all these trees to see if she can still run around like a mouse." A disciple of the Ming Xizong noticed that Ji Lingyi relied on the geographical advantages of the woods to keep a distance from them. If they hadn't had these trees, they would have caught Ji Lingyi long ago.

When other disciples of the Ming Xizong heard the words of the accomplice, they all began to rudely hit the trees in front of them, and the entire woods began to collapse one after another.

Ji Lingyi was anxious. Originally, the six disciples of the Ming Xizong were constantly changing their formations to try to surround him. He almost fell into their encirclement several times. Now they began to destroy the woods desperately. If the woods no longer exist, they would have nowhere to escape.

On the other side of the secret territory, not far from Wang Yimiao, several disciples of the Ming Xizong were robbing a child of the Bai family.

"We rob you, you seem to have any objections?" A disciple of Emperor Xizong of Ming stared at the eyes of the Bai family and asked sinisterly.

The Bai family's eyes, which had originally disgusted, suddenly became brighter, and he said with a smile: "Where is it? Brother, you misunderstood! I was robbed by a heroic and elegant brother, the prodigal son of heaven, is a blessing in my life. This is a destined fate, so how could I have complaints?"

"It seems that you are quite ideologically aware." A disciple of the Ming Xizong smiled coldly.

"I am saying from the bottom of my heart. I will never get to know each other without fighting. I wonder if the handsome and handsome brother can tell you your name?" The Bai family's child looked flattering.
Chapter completed!