青春期撞上更年期 电视剧

Meng Qi raised her eyebrows and chuckled. Her mood right now was extremely good. Winning over Ji Wujiong was only one of the reasons, and also the least important one.

Meng Qi summoned her little medicine cauldron with satisfaction and threw into it all the medicinal plants the goshawks gathered for her. Then she raised her eyes toward Ji Wujiong: “You don’t have spirit stones?”

Her voice was bright with a hint of laughter: “Do you still think that you are invincible? After all—…ugh.”

Meng Qi hadn’t finished her words when a sudden chill came out of her spiritual sea. Immediately after, all the aura in her body seemed to be drained, and everything before her eyes became blurred…

“Ugh—” Meng Qi groaned again. Her vision suddenly darkened, and her body fell to the ground.

Ji Wujiong turned his head and saw this scene.

“Hey!” He subconsciously stepped forward and looked at the fainted blue-robed girl. Her face was pale, her long eyelashes hung down, and her thin body fell on the ground. She looked very pitiful.

However, the smile on the corner of her lips was still there.

She didn’t finish her words just now, but Ji Wujiong could see what she was going to say. It was that he found out that he was no match for her, so he made an excuse to admit defeat.

She thought him to be that kind of person?!

Ji Wujiong crouched down. The slightly cold sleeve of his black robe swept across Meng Qi’s cheeks. A dim light of a spell flashed from his slender fingers, illuminating the girl’s pale and tender face.

“Aura overdrawn…” Ji Wujiong’s eyes flickered slightly. It was no wonder. After all, Meng Qi, a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, refused to back on and insisted on fighting face to face with him. Meng Qi should be thankful that he didn’t want to be a bully, so he decided to use summoning arrays instead of offensive ones. Otherwise, even if there were one hundred Meng Qi, she would all be wiped out in an instant.

Ji Wujiong flicked his sleeve and stood up. His eyes fell on the ground, toward the small bronze cauldron Meng Qi used to refine medicine. This cauldron looked very plain. It should be the most common type in the market—the lowest-grade medicine cauldron used by ordinary medical cultivators.

He was not surprised at all. Compared with Meng Qi’s profound knowledge of arrays, the things she used on her body were very plain and ordinary.

“Is Three Thousand Worlds right now so ignorant of good and bad, like and dislike, talented and talentless?” Ji Wujiong muttered as he glanced down at Meng Qi’s still pale face and her ordinary blue robe.

Just now, in order to fight Meng Qi, Ji Wujiong spent a lot of spirit stones. He no longer had spirit stones at hands and couldn’t even refine medicines, so he simply chose to sit cross-legged on the side.

Ji Wujiong closed his eyes, clasped his hands, and started to rapidly revolve the aura over his body. However, every time the aura made a full circle and returned to his spiritual sea, he subconsciously frowned. In no time, small beads of sweat appeared on Ji Wujiong’s forehead, and the back of his black robe was gradually soaked with perspiration.

For cultivators, every time their aura made a full circle in their body and returned to the spiritual sea, it would be followed by a refreshing and comfortable feeling. However, Ji Wujiong seemed to be enduring immense pain instead, and more and more sweat soaked his body.

…

Inside the Grand Tournament’s barrier, there seemed to be no distinction between day and night. The blue sky was always bright, and the breeze was blowing over the bare and sparse land.

Meng Qi didn’t know how long she had been unconscious. When she opened her eyes, the surrounding was still very bright, and her small bronze medicine cauldron was standing not far away within her reach.

“Ugh—” Meng Qi tried to move. Her body was still aching, but the bitter cold that seemed to penetrate her soul was no longer here. Meng Qi propped herself with one hand and slowly sat up. She knew this sensation. It was similar to the last time outside Huajiang Manor. The spiritual aura inside her body was overdrawn, causing her spiritual sea to be empty. As a result, she fell asleep for a long time before finally recovering.

Meng Qi lowered her gaze and looked at her hand for a moment, then subconsciously took a glance at her surrounding.

Master…

She tried calling into her mind.

As expected, the man’s voice no longer appeared. If it weren’t for her spiritual sea that was still aching and seeing that the medicinal plants she threw into her small medicine cauldron before she lost consciousness were still there, Meng Qi almost thought that the voice she heard before was nothing but a dream.

“Hey!” A pair of black boots stopped in front of her.

Meng Qi raised her head and met Ji Wujiong’s eyes. She swallowed her disappointment and stood up with shaky legs.

Ji Wujiong snorted coldly, but it was rare for him to not being sarcastic.

Meng Qi took a deep breath. She drew an array around the small bronze cauldron and threw in a few spirit stones. A flame instantly burst out from the array, surrounding the entire cauldron. A slightly bitter and astringent medicinal fragrance spread out in no time, mixed with the fresh smell of grassland, and spread into the surrounding.

Ji Wujiong: “…”

Did he see it right?!

This girl actually used Lihuo Great Fire array just to concoct a simple antidote?!

Ji Wujiong looked at the array Meng Qi used to refine medicine. His expression was complicated.

He then stared at her again.

He could also use the Lihuo Great Fire array, so he naturally could see that the array Meng Qi used was not the original, but a weaker variation.

Even so, to use it to refine medicine…

Well, it indeed seemed plausible!

Very good!

Ji Wujiong liked this kind of arrogance, and he finally was no longer so angry when looking at Meng Qi.