Chapter 2097 2198 Holding Her Thigh and Crying Loudly

Anyway, being idle on the road is also idle, Mu Hanyan avoided Long Wudang, and began to teach priest Jiang Qiling the magic. She will face Zhao Xinghong and others soon, she doesn't want Jiang Qiling to reveal her background, at least she has to learn some magical skills to cover up her sword skills. Besides, after leaving the Blackwood Prison, her sword practice will also be suppressed, and she still has to learn divine arts.

What surprised Mu Hanyan was that Jiang Qiling's divine sense was extremely powerful, and she practiced magical arts with twice the result with half the effort. It can even be said that it took a thousand miles in a day, and in less than half a month, she actually reached the realm of the sixth and seventh ranks of god priests, because Without testing the formation, Mu Hanyan can't be completely sure, but it won't be too far off.

You must know that this is still in the Blackwood Prison. Compared with the sword master, the priest's cultivation is a little more affected. If she leaves the Blackwood Prison and returns to the Continent of God, it will not take her much time to be promoted to the realm of the sword heart priest. .

"Why is your divine sense so powerful? Is it because of the awakening of your blood?" Mu Hanyan asked curiously.

"Not entirely." Jiang Qiling thought for a while and answered.

"What's going on?" Mu Hanyan asked.

"If you are like me, helping that guy experiment with pills every day, and persisting for a year without going crazy, you will probably have stronger spiritual sense than me." Jiang Qiling glanced at Taotie not far away, and said through gritted teeth.

It turned out to be like this, Mu Hanyan suddenly realized. Originally, she was a little envious of Jiang Qiling's powerful divine sense, but once she knew the reason, she couldn't be envious at all.

Life is worse than death once a day, that is, Jiang Qiling, if someone else was tortured like this by the big blower, I'm afraid she would have gone crazy long ago.

"Stop, I won't come, I won't come." Right at this point, Long Wudang's fearful, almost begging cry came from afar.

As soon as the words fell, there was a muffled bang, followed by Long Wudang's screams.

"Don't think that I'm afraid of you, don't come here, don't come here, come here again and I'll play with you... ah..." After shouting without confidence, Long Wudang uttered another scream, and at the same time, someone The whistling sound of people flying into the air.

"Don't come, please, don't come again." Long Wudang's voice was already crying, but what responded to him was Taotie's sinister sneer.

"Bang! Help, help, I'm going to die." After the muffled sound, Long Wudang let out a howl like killing a pig.

"Is nothing going to happen?" Jiang Qiling said worriedly.

"Don't worry, Taotie knows how to measure, he can't die." Mu Hanyan said.

"I'm not worried that he will die at the hands of Taotie, I mean, he won't go crazy, right?" Jiang Qiling said worriedly.

"I think, yes, probably, maybe not." Mu Hanyan said uncertainly.

The two looked at each other, and then walked quickly towards the direction where the screams sounded.

Different from the desolation of God's Continent, most places in Blackwood Prison are full of red flowers and green grass, like a paradise, but at this time, a young man is lying on the grass, crawling forward helplessly, adding to the beauty of this paradise. Kind of background.

"Don't come again, please, please forgive me, don't come again." Long Wudang murmured while crawling towards him.

Speaking of which, although Mr. Wudang is a bit of a dandy, but pretending to be X, there is a bit of chic and unrestrained meaning, and it is still somewhat lethal to those ignorant girls who have just started their love affairs and have not been deeply involved in the world.

But at this moment, he is not at all chic, his face has long been turned into a pig's head, and it is bruised and purple with colorful colors, and the priest's robes on his body are also torn to pieces, revealing a body that is obviously untouched. What wind and sun-dried fine skin and tender meat.

If it wasn't for Taotie standing behind him with a grass root in his mouth and looking at him with satisfaction, Mu Hanyan would hardly be able to guess who this person is.

"Help, help, I want to go home, I want to go home..." Seeing Mu Hanyan, Long Wudang's dazed and empty eyes finally recovered a bit of spirit, and he rushed forward, hugging Mu Hanyan. Mu Hanyan's feet were howling and crying.

This was not the first time Mu Hanyan had seen such a scene.

Along the way, she wanted to take time to teach Priest Jiang Qiling the divine arts, so she asked Taotie to help guide Long Wudang's practice. That guy's strength is not good, but his actual combat experience is too poor. There will be too much progress.

Of course, Mu Hanyan did this out of good intentions, but soon, she found that she seemed to have found the wrong person. Compared with the respect of the strong in the human world, the beast race's law of the jungle is more cruel, and the methods of the beast race to temper their offspring are also much more ruthless.

Ever since Long Wudang fell into Taotie's hands, the bruises on his face never disappeared, and the miserable and helpless crying never stopped.

In the first few days, Mu Hanyan even suspected that Taotie had a grievance about the fact that humans hunted and killed alien beasts, and vented all his grievances on Long Wudang.

However, Taotie assured her that the orcs are training their offspring in this way, the more powerful the orcs, the more ruthless their methods. Tens of thousands of times, in fact, he can have today's cultivation, thanks to the tempering of his parents back then.

His words were also verified by Long Wudang. Under Taotie's repeated abuse, Long Wudang made rapid progress. Even his cultivation had improved significantly, so Mu Hanyan recognized it.

But hearing Jiang Qiling's reminder today, Mu Hanyan was a little worried. Although Taotie's actions are very measured, while making Long Wudang suffer inhuman pain, it will never hurt his life, nor will it hurt his cultivation foundation, and it can also stimulate his potential to the extreme. But Long Wudang is not Jiang Qiling after all, without her strong will, he might become insane under the repeated ravages of Taotie and be driven into a lunatic.

"Do you know who I am?" Mu Hanyan looked into Long Wudang's eyes and asked worriedly.

"Nonsense, who else are you if you are not Mu Hanyan?" Long Wudang looked at Mu Hanyan like a fool, wondering whether it was Mu Hanyan who had a problem with his brain or his own.

"What about her?" Mu Hanyan pointed at Jiang Qiling again.

"Jiang Qiling." Long Wudang's expression became even more strange. Of course he didn't know Jiang Qiling before, but how could he not even know her name after traveling all the way.

"What about him?" Mu Hanyan pointed at Taotie again.