"Xiaoxiao!"

Sikong Huang suddenly exclaimed, woke up from his sleep, stood up, and his smooth forehead kept sweating.

"Your Majesty? What's wrong with you?"

The little palace maid hurriedly lifted the curtains of the bed, but Sikong Huang ran out barefoot, pushed the little palace maid away, and shouted to the outside of the hall: "Li Feng! Li Feng!"

Li Feng flashed and appeared in front of Sikong Huang, holding the formation map given by Sikong Huang a few days ago.

Seeing Sikong Huang's face was pale, untidy and barefoot, Li Feng was shocked and asked, "Master? What happened?"

"Xiaoxiao... Something happened to Xiaoxiao..." Sikong Huang muttered without any masters, and then grabbed Li Feng's hand, "Transmission Talisman, contact her quickly!"

Li Feng looked inexplicable, but seeing Sikong Huang sweating profusely, he immediately became nervous and took out the messaging talisman given by Sikong Xiao before leaving to contact the other party. However, after trying several times, he couldn't get through, so he had to look at his master helplessly.

"Master, it's not accessible."

Sikong Huang looked at his face and then said, "Contact me again!"

Li Feng looked bitter, "Master, Miss Xiaoxiao may be sleeping at this moment, and it's late at night, how did you know something happened to her?"

Sikong Huang was stunned for a while, then shook his sleeves and rushed towards his dragon couch. Li Feng was strange but did not dare to come forward rashly, and only waved his hand to the little palace maid next to him who was Ai Ai next to him and asked her to retreat.

*

In the secret room, "Sikong Xiao" looked at the man pushing the coffin lid above her head vigorously. She rubbed her eyes and sighed and opened the thick black ice coffin from inside, "Have you come to get blood? Three days passed so quickly..."

Sikong Huang bit his teeth tightly, "Can you sense Xiaoxiao?"

"What's wrong?"

"Sikong Xiao" then realized that the person in front of him looked panicked, "I don't feel anything is wrong, you..."

Sikong Huang took a few deep breaths, barely calmed down, and turned around and ran out of the secret room under the attention of the people in front of him, "Li Feng, quickly contact all the people from the secret department and find Xiaoxiao for me!"

Li Feng dared not disobey, and disappeared immediately after receiving the order. "Sikong Xiao" followed out of the secret room, thought for a while and asked, "Didn't you transfer the connection between the two of you to me? How could you still feel that something happened to her?"

Sikong Huang grabbed the clothes on his chest, his face became paler and paler. Seeing this, "Sikong Xiao" said, tilting his head, "I almost forgot that you are twins. Do you really have telepathy?"

*

Four Kingdoms Continent

The edge of the demon tribe territory

A golden light exploded through a crack in the mountain with a bang, and then a woman covered in blood crawled out of the crack in a very embarrassed manner with a long sword stained with blood.

"call……"

Sikong Xiao touched the wound on his shoulder, and then explored the penetrating wound between his waist and abdomen. He felt scared and almost died in the hands of the bald donkey.

“Master~”

"Little Shuiling, can you take me away..." Sikong Xiao asked weakly. The baby Shuiling appeared and bit his finger pitifully, "No master, I am one with the master, and that pill also makes Shuiling's cultivation disappear."

Sikong laughed and curled his lips when he heard this, "Those monks are quite capable."

The baby Shui Ling nodded in agreement, then looked at the wound on Sikong Xiao's body, and his small voice was almost crying, "Master, your wound is still bleeding, what should I do?"

Sikong Xiao raised his hand and looked at the storage ring on his index finger and wrist, and said depressedly: "Now your master is a mortal, and you can't even use the storage ring."

After saying that, Sikong Xiao moved his neck to make it more comfortable, and then cut the bloodless dress with the Dragon King sword into strips, and bandaged it a little while.

"Little Shuiling, I'm so tired that I want to sleep for a while. Please help me watch, if there is anything..."

"Owner……"

Before Sikong Xiao finished speaking, he heard the trembling voice of Xiao Shuiling. After half of his eyes closed, he suddenly opened. The only one-grade spirit beast in the bottom of the food chain appeared in his sight. Usually, Sikong Xiao could kill him in seconds with a look, but at this moment—

Sikong Xiao chose to close his eyes and pretend to be dead. When the thing came over, he thought he was a ready-made food, he pierced his throat with a sword.

After looking at the spirit beasts strung on the sword, Sikong smiled and looked around, "It seems that this is the territory of the demon clan, little water spirit, it is not suitable for a long time to stay here. Fly up and see which side of people are there."

After getting the order, Xiao Shuiling immediately flew up the big tree, stretched his neck and looked around, and finally saw a small village at the foot of the mountain far away. It fell back to Sikong Xiao's shoulders. Shuiling pointed in the direction. Sikong Xiao used the Dragon King sword as a crutch and limped down the mountain.

The blood ticks downwards. Sikong laughed and covered his wounds, forcing his extremely tired nerves to warn the movements around him, fearing that the smell of blood on his body would attract some large wild beasts.

Fortunately, the journey went smoothly. When he arrived at the edge of the village, Sikong Xiao was rescued by a hunter, but the hunter stared at Sikong Xiao's snow-white skin exposed under his damaged clothes. A woman knew what that gaze meant.

Sikong Xiao had no intention of resisting, and put on the clothes given by the hunter with peace of mind, and accepted the golden sore medicine that the hunter claimed was his ancestor.

Back at the hunter's residence, Xiao Shuiling caught a gap and came out of Sikong's hair behind Xiao's shoulder, and asked anxiously: "Master, why are you leaving with this bad guy!"

Sikong Xiao studied the bottle of golden sore medicine and said carelessly: "Or what else do you have to go there? In the middle of the night, except for a single man with a very bold nature, who would take in a woman with unknown origin and seriously injured?"

Xiao Shuiling was blocked and said nothing. After a while, she said in a slight scrupulous manner: "Oh... but what if he is ill-telling to his master..."

"Silly girl, although the hunter is tall, his steps are floating and his breath is unstable. He looks like he is not a Jianjiazi."

Sikong Xiao sprinkled the confirmed inferior golden sore medicine on his wound, and glanced at the little guy who was worried, "Your master, the dual cultivation of spiritual martial arts, even if you lose your cultivation level, your kung fu is not bad. If he really touches me, tsk tsk tsk tsk...then he is unlucky."

While speaking, the hunter had already rushed into the room with his upper body naked. Sikong smiled and looked at his expression, and he was silent for him for a second, then he curled a smile that was enough to make any man lose his mind, and then he kicked up an extremely neatly.

"Pu..." The man fell down, and Sikong laughed and gasped, covering the wound he had torn because of his excessive movement.

"Master!" Xiao Shuiling grabbed Sikong Xiao's sleeve worriedly, and Sikong Xiao breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand, "It's okay."

After glanced at the man who looked at him with a look of horror, Sikong smiled and walked up to him, "As far as you can save me, I won't kill you."
Chapter completed!