Under the night sky, a petite black shadow was slowly climbing up the cliff with a heavy object on her back.
"Hold on a little longer, we're almost there!" The somewhat strange and gentle voice made the pale-faced Ling Dong's heart skip a beat.
Perhaps because she was tired, or perhaps because she was nervous, Wang Mu, who was cross-dressing under Ling Dong, inadvertently revealed a gentle female voice.
At this time, Wang Mu was carrying Ling Dong to the highest point of the mountain. At the foot of the mountain, there were a few torches that were aimlessly searching.
In fact, it wasn't that Ling Dong's injury was so serious that he couldn't walk. The injury on his left shoulder not only made Ling Dong unable to use his left hand, but also required Ling Dong to constantly use a part of his Gang Qi to suppress the poisonous aura coming from the Gang Breaking Crossbow.
And because Ling Dong had set the place to rest on the highest mountain peak, this mountain peak could be said to be a nearly vertical cliff. Ling Dong, who couldn't use his left arm, couldn't rely on himself to climb up.
Therefore, the scene of Wang Mu carrying Ling Dong up the mountain was created.
As for why he chose to rest on the mountain peak, it was because the mountain peak was easy to defend and hard to attack. Even if he was discovered, there was no need to worry. People who were searching would generally not pay too much attention to the mountain peak.
Secondly, Ling Dong was doing this for the sake of cultivation. The higher one was, the closer one was to the stars, the better the effect of cultivation. This was a law that Ling Dong both loved and hated!
He loved it because he could cultivate at a high speed on the mountain peak. He hated it because in the future, he would have to be a wild man living in the mountains.
It took a lot of effort. Wang Mu was so tired that she was dripping with fragrant sweat. Of course, that was Ling Dong's idea. He finally climbed to the top of the mountain!
The mountain peak wasn't big. It was no more than three meters wide and four meters long. On one side, there was a strange rock that stood tall. Although it couldn't block the wind on the mountain peak, it was more or less a place to lean on.
After casually sitting down, the first thing Ling Dong did was not to treat his injuries, but to take out the dispirited Cat Spirit from his bosom.
At this moment, the Cat Spirit looked like it was seriously ill. It was listless and half-dead. Even its sapphire blue eyes seemed to have lost their luster.
Ling Dong felt his heart ache when he saw this.
Ling Dong understood that this was the result of the cat spirit forcefully activating its hidden talent, the Soul Calming Roar. The Cat Spirit had only been born for one or two days. It had only swallowed two low-grade crystals from Ling Dong to activate its hidden talent, the Soul Stabilizing Roar.
If Ling Dong hadn't fed the Cat Spirit two low-grade crystal stones when he tamed it, the Cat Spirit's mournful Soul Stabilizing Roar would have killed it before it could hurt the enemy.
Quickly taking out a low-grade crystal stone from the Qian Kun Ring, Ling Dong once again cut his forehead and rolled it gently. After staining the low-grade crystal stone with his own blood, he gently sent it to the mouth of the Cat Spirit.
"You … you are seriously injured, why do you still … still bleed for a mediocre spiritual pet. Is your life more important or the spiritual pet more important?" Seeing Ling Dong's actions, Wang Mu suddenly said with some anger.
Ling Dong smiled indifferently, but did not answer immediately. Instead, he looked at the dispirited Cat Spirit and opened its sapphire blue eyes with some difficulty. When it saw the low-grade crystal stone, the Cat Spirit's eyes flashed with a trace of light.
It gently rubbed its lips and sucked it. But this time, the speed of sucking was extremely slow. It was completely unlike before when it swallowed it in one gulp. Instead, the green light mixed with Ling Dong's blood turned into a thin light belt and slowly floated into the belly of the Cat Spirit. It could be seen how tired the Cat Spirit was!
"A mediocre spiritual pet? Have you forgotten your momentary absent-mindedness in the Cat Spirit Cave? If it weren't for this Cat Spirit, you and I would not have been able to escape from the Gang Breaking Crossbow! "Ling Dong sneered and said no more.
Wang Mu's eyes widened in an instant. "You … you're saying that the cry that made my head hurt was made by this little guy?"
Wang Mu's face was full of disbelief. She had hosted this kind of auction before, so she knew the Cat Spirit, a low-level spiritual pet, very well. How could this low-level Cat Spirit have the ability to shake people's Divine Soul and make people unable to move?
If a low-level spiritual pet like the Cat Spirit had the ability to shake people's Divine Soul, could the Cat Spirit still be a low-level spiritual pet?
"If it's not it, is it me, or the people of the Ghost Tiger Gang?" After saying that, Ling Dong did not want to talk about it anymore. If too much information about the Cat Spirit was leaked, it would definitely attract big trouble.
According to Ling Dong's memory, the Cat Spirit was a useless spiritual pet for the next two hundred years. In addition, it was extremely rare, so it was even less known to warriors.
It was not until the Seventh Princess of the Xuanji Empire raised a pet Cat Spirit. After a certain mutation, the Cat Spirit's extremely heaven-defying ability was discovered by warriors.
Therefore, at that time, there was a craze for Cat Spirits on the mainland. Many people did everything possible to get a Cat Spirit as a spiritual pet at any cost.
But these people who got the Cat Spirit all failed. No matter how they cultivated it, even if they fed it elixirs, the Cat Spirit's hidden talent, the Soul Stabilizing Roar, still could not appear.
This secret was not known to Ling Dong until three hundred years later, when he accidentally obtained a secret file of the Xuanji Empire. In order to activate the Cat Spirit's hidden talent, the Soul Stabilizing Roar, the Cat Spirit must be constantly fed with crystal stones.
Moreover, the Cat Spirit's advancement was completely completed by swallowing crystal stones. It could be said that the Cat Spirit was a complete bottomless pit that swallowed gold.
However, if the Cat Spirit could be cultivated to the late stage of the Xiantian realm, then the Cat Spirit's roar would affect not only the warriors who were at the late stage of the Xiantian realm, but even the masters of the Earth Realm would be affected.
But under normal circumstances, the Cat Spirit could at most break through to the late stage of the Xiantian realm. If the spiritual pet's owner's cultivation was promoted to the middle stage of the Earth Realm, the Cat Spirit would become a waste again, unless the Cat Spirit advanced again.
Although it was not impossible for a mutated spiritual pet to advance, it was really rare for a spiritual pet to break through the natural grade limit in the Tiangang Continent.
Wang Mu looked at the Cat Spirit slowly sucking the low-grade crystal stones with a dull face. His eyes were full of surprise and astonishment! If it was really like what Ling Dong said, then this Cat Spirit could be called a priceless treasure.
Attacking the soul, that was an ability that only the strong people at the late stage of the Heaven Realm could have! And how many strong people at the late stage of the Heaven Realm could there be in this Tiangang Continent?
"This matter, you see it, it's best not to say it out! Of course, I don't think many people will believe it! " Seeing that the Cat Spirit had fallen into a deep sleep after absorbing the Lower Grade Crystal Stone, Ling Dong shrugged his shoulders and said with a grimace.
"Don't worry, I won't say it out!" Wang Mu was surprisingly cooperative. Even Wang Mu, who said this sentence, was extremely surprised.
"Okay, come, treat my injury. Cut off this arrowhead first, then pull it out! Damn it, the National Weapons Institute's things are poisonous. There are actually barbs on the arrowhead! "Ling Dong cursed.
"Cut it off, how do you cut it off? This is made of fine iron. If it's stabbed into your shoulder, will it aggravate the injury? It's very painful, can you bear it? "Wang Mu said with some worry.
Ling Dong grinned and scolded with a smile, "Why are you talking so much nonsense! Hurry up, I can still take this pain! Oh right, don't use Gang Qi. The green light emitted by Gang Qi will attract attention! "
Wang Mu bit her lips, "Don't use Gang Qi, that will hurt even more …"
Ling Dong didn't say anything more. He just held the arrowhead with his right hand. "Cut it!"
Looking at Ling Dong's resolute expression, Wang Mu picked up the sword that Ling Dong gave her. With a swoosh, the arrowhead broke. Ling Dong's body trembled violently, but no sound came out!
"You … Are you okay?" Wang Mu suddenly asked with some concern. Her eyes were filled with gentleness and another kind of emotion. In Wang Mu's heart, Ling Dong's arrow was completely taken on for her …
Ling Dong smiled with a pale face. With a sudden pull, blood spurted out, and Ling Dong's body trembled again!
"Hemostatic powder, please apply it on me!" Ling Dong took out a medicine bottle. To be honest, Ling Dong's smile was uglier than crying.
Wang Mu's cold fingers caressed his burning wound, making Ling Dong feel that his wound was no longer as painful. It had to be said that Wang Mu was very careful. After applying the medicine, he bandaged Ling Dong's wound.
"I'll set up a tent, it'll be convenient for you to recover!" After all this, Wang Mu suddenly said.
Ling Dong nodded. Ling Dong suddenly realized that Wang Mu was no longer picking on him. In his spare time, Ling Dong began to think. Who is this Wang Mu?
She approached me in Two World City? She seems to be prejudiced against me?
Then she knows me? She knows my whereabouts? And she keeps staring at my Cloud Chasing Boots?
Could it be?
Thinking about it carefully, Ling Dong suddenly realized that Wang Mu seemed to have a premeditated plan to approach him, and the only person who knew his whereabouts was Zi Yao of the Pavilion of Chief's Auction.
Could it be that Zi Yao was tailing him for revenge? A chilling thought suddenly appeared in Ling Dong's mind.
Just as he was thinking, a flame suddenly appeared in front of Ling Dong's eyes. Looking around, there were dozens of torches that had unknowingly searched the peak of the mountain.
"Wang Mu, come here, don't make a sound!" Ling Dong called Wang Mu softly. His injury had not healed yet, so he could not be discovered!
The rustling sound of searching continued at the foot of the mountain. Ling Dong and Wang Mu leaned against the stone wall, sniffing a faint fragrance. They stayed there quietly, extremely comfortable.
"Ghost Tiger Gang! Hmph! "Ling Dong clenched his fists lightly.
The people on the mountain peak seemed to be following their footsteps, but when they reached the mountain peak, they lost track of them. However, they were unwilling to give up so easily, so they circled the mountain peak and the mountainside, unwilling to leave for a long time.
Ling Dong did not think much of it, but not long after, Wang Mu suddenly became extremely uneasy. His handsome face turned red, and his body began to twist frequently, his legs clamped together tightly!
"What are you doing? Don't move! "Ling Dong, who did not notice the abnormality, shouted in a low voice.
"No …" Wang Mu replied in a low voice, but he stared anxiously at the torches. His legs were tightly clamped together, and he anxiously whispered, "Why haven't they left yet!"
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