"Brother Zhang, do you think the fog is redder?"
Zhang Ru didn't answer, but stared solemnly at the girl who came riding the bull.
The little nun was carved like white jade, her eyes were closed, her pointed chin was slightly raised, her thin body was wrapped in gray and white black clothes, her small hands were wrapped in wide sleeves.
Zhang Suishan couldn't help feeling emotional: "I heard that there were beauties in the Buddha's land earlier, and now I can see the fruit and it is true."
The little nun seemed disturbed, her long eyelashes were like feathers, after lightly flapping her eyes a few times, she opened her eyes and looked towards them.
She has a pair of extremely clear phoenix eyes, the ends of the eyes are slightly raised, faintly glowing red, as if smudged with light rouge.
Looking at it at a glance, the three of them couldn't help but feel slightly dazed, feeling far away.
The mist beside the little nun gradually turned crimson, like a wave of peach blossoms, turbulently red, with a faint peach fragrance wafting in the wind. If it was normal, Zhang Ru would have already noticed something was wrong, but the girl's eyes were too captivating just now, when he came to his senses, he was in a red wave, and the two accompanying people had disappeared.
"Zhang Suishan! Ji Shou!" Zhang Ru called several times, but got no response. He looked at the thickening red mist on the left and right, and his complexion gradually became difficult to look. Zhang Suishan and Ji Shou didn't know about it, but he had heard his father talk about the blood mist all day long, so he knew it was dangerous.
After all, except for Huai Bai, the dozen or so Jindan monks back then were all folded in.
He didn't hesitate anymore, took out a jade slip from the storage bag, crushed it, and a white halo appeared on his body. This magic weapon is called Guiyi Cover, and it can withstand a lore kill by a Golden Core cultivator. But it can only be resisted once.
After the cover was covered, Zhang Ru felt relieved a little. He stopped trying to find Zhang Suishan and Ji Shou, and after standing there thinking for a while, he turned around and went back the same way, heading for the small town.
"Senior Brother Zhang, Senior Brother Zhang!"
Zhang Ru pulled Zhang Suishan aside, and said coldly, "Don't shout, do you want to attract all the puppets?"
Zhang Suishan scratched the back of his head, "What the hell is this? I didn't see you when I was in a daze." He looked around, "Where's Ji Shou?"
Zhang Ru said angrily, "I don't know."
"Brother, are we going back? But what if the other side is also covered by blood mist?"
Zhang Ru gave him a sidelong glance, "Even if there is blood mist, it is better for the elder sister to be over there than for the two of us to be here alone. Besides, it is the only way to Xiancheng, maybe there will be others after a while." The monks are here to help."
Zhang Suishan frowned, and said with a bitter face: "But the master's cultivation level is not much... but many Jindan disciples died back then."
"Even if the senior sister only completes the foundation establishment, she is much better than you and me!" Zhang Ru paused, and then said: "What's more, the senior sister has been able to form alchemy long ago, but she just deliberately stopped at the foundation establishment. Her strength is no better than that of a golden core cultivator. Difference."
He fixed his eyes on the red mist, fearing that some monsters would emerge from it, so he didn't notice that the person beside him lowered his head slightly and pursed his lips.
Is it just the completion of foundation establishment? Helping her all day long.
Zhang Suishan smiled, as if he was relieved from a heavy burden, he let out a long breath, and then said: "Senior brother is absolutely right."
The corpse puppet screamed a few more times in the blood mist, Zhang Suishan was frightened, and jumped to Zhang Ru's side, closing the distance with him, "Brother! Help me!"
Zhang Ru felt helpless, "The corpse puppet didn't even come out, why do you call for help?"
Zhang Suishan patted his chest, and said in shock: "I'm afraid, I'm only training the sixth level of Qi, and I'll be gone if a corpse puppet comes over." He pulled Lazhangru's sleeve, "Brother, your cultivation is the highest, wait a minute You must save me!"
Zhang Ru shook off his hand, "You..." His words suddenly stopped, his eyes widened.
A shiny dagger was stabbed in the normalizing shield.
The boy on the opposite side rolled his eyes with a smile, and said softly: "Senior brother, you must save me!" As he spoke, he stabbed the dagger a few more points, and there was a crackling sound, and several cracks appeared on the cover.
"You..." Zhang Ru raised his hand to fight back, but Zhang Suishan turned around and ran into the blood mist without a trace. Zhang Ru had lingering fears in his heart, he didn't dare to chase into the blood mist, so he had to be more cautious.
"Hateful!" Zhang Ru looked at the cracks in Gui Yi's hood bitterly, and his heart became more and more resentful. The person just now was definitely not Zhang Suishan, he couldn't see through that person's cultivation, presumably that person's cultivation was at least above Qi training , I just don't know whether he is an evil cultivator or a demon, and I don't know why he uses this method to play with himself.
Couldn't he kill himself so easily
Zhang Ru gritted his teeth, and continued to walk forward bravely, his shirt soaked in cold sweat. This feeling was very uncomfortable, as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.
After walking for a while, there was the sound of fierce fighting ahead. Zhang Ru hurriedly wanted to go in another direction, but the man had already seen him and shouted: "Brother, help!"
Zhang Ru didn't go over hastily, but stood there with his sleeves folded, and asked tentatively: "This walking corpse is only on the fourth level of Qi training, why can't you deal with her?" He had already noticed that although Ji Shou looked very embarrassed, , but no injuries.
Another blindfold? Zhang Ru sneered inwardly.
Ji Shou replied puzzledly: "Brother, I don't know, but the corpse in the blood mist is much fiercer than usual! Why don't you come to help me, brother?"
The wandering corpse stopped attacking, rolled its gray eyes, and suddenly rushed towards Zhang Ru.
"Damn it, it really is a fake!" Zhang Ru ignored the wandering corpse and raised his hand to attack Ji Shou. The walking corpse is only at the fourth level of Qi training, and it moves slowly, so it is not dangerous. The important thing is to kill the person behind the scenes.
As soon as he made a move, it was a deadly move, and the green dragon sword in his hand was shining brightly. Ji Shou hurriedly resisted and asked, "Senior brother, what are you doing? It's me!"
Zhang Ru's eyes were cold, he didn't say much, and only swung his sword forward. Fortunately, Ji Shou is a Taoist cultivator. After opening the distance, he used Taoism to delay for a while, and hurriedly defended: "Senior brother?"
But how could Zhang Ru listen to him now
Ji Shou's cultivation base was much different from Zhang Ru's, and after a few cups of tea, his face was as white as snow and he was out of breath. He also finally understood that Zhang Ru was determined to kill himself, so he was no longer polite, and for a while, the dust billowed and thunder shook.
In the end, Qinglong penetrated into Ji Shou's chest, while Zhang Ru's body mask was completely broken, and he also suffered several injuries.
"Brother, why..." Ji Shou clutched his chest, with blood gurgling from his seven orifices, and looked at Zhang Ru unwillingly.
"Heh, you still want to lie to me." Zhang Ru pierced his heart with a sword again, and waited for the man to stop moving before looking around vigilantly. The wandering corpse disappeared at some point, "As I expected, this person pretended to be a junior brother to control the corpse, but I don't know what method he used, even the moves are exactly the same as the junior brother, could it be that the junior brother has been killed? "
Zhang Ru thought while walking towards the blood mist.
Ji Shou was lying on the red and black ground, two fatal wounds were still bleeding out, and the blood flowed into the ground and was absorbed immediately.
"The resentment is still there, and you have to cultivate your energy." Peiyu bent down, looked at his hideous face, and said with a smile: "Yes, birth is a corpse."