"Debt collection?"
Qu Qingning's pupils tightened and he stared at Su Li's face, "You are..."
"My name is Su Jiuzhou."
Su Li narrowed her eyes and chuckled, "When we first met, I accepted you without mercy."
Qu Qingning was stunned and saw a cave shrouding him and disappearing inside.
"Abai, take good care of him."
Su Li's voice rang out in Cang Lei Cave. Qu Qingning had just gotten up from the ground. Before he could look around the cave, a perfect young man emitting rich green lightning appeared in front of him.
At this moment, the ridiculously beautiful young man was staring straight at him, his eyes shining, as if he was looking at a very interesting humanoid toy.
"I will wash away his evil thoughts and will not harm his consciousness or life."
"Thanks a lot."
"It's not hard, but it's very interesting. This is the first instruction my sister has given me, and I will complete it perfectly."
The conversation between the two ends was carried out in Qu Qingning's ears without scruples, which immediately made him feel shuddering, but now that he was a prisoner, he seemed to have no right to speak.
At the same time, the outside world.
"Then Qu Qingning... isn't dead?"
Ban Gan came over cautiously, and Su Li's cold face softened instantly. She shook her head and smiled: "Of course not, he is still useful."
Ben Gan twitched his lips, but found that he couldn't laugh.
it works
If it was useless, wouldn't his end be the same...
Seemingly reading his inner thoughts, Su Li smiled and said: "Don't worry, I have a grudge against the Peak Holy Sect. This time is just to ask for some interest, but you, the Fenglei Holy Sect, have no enmity with me. , how could I treat you like this?"
"I see."
Ban Gan breathed a sigh of relief, wiped away the cold sweat he had unconsciously shed, and said with shame: "Just now, I misunderstood. Fortunately, Fellow Daoist Su didn't get angry and explained."
"It's okay, it's human nature. I won't blame you."
Su Li turned away and silently looked at the palace that was broken into pieces by her for a moment. "What is the origin of this palace? Is there any record in the noble sect's classics?"
Ban Gan shook his head and said, "The difficulty of the previous test would have been impossible without you, Daoist Su. Perhaps the seniors of my sect did not insist on always choosing to walk on the left, so they have never been to this place."
"Is this so..."
Su Li was thoughtful, tapping the ground with her toes, and another circle of black marks rippled on the stone surface like water.
Although Ban Gan couldn't tell what the spell was, he knew that she was using a special method to explore this place, so he carefully restrained his breath and did not disturb her.
The ghostly touch blends into the ground and extends away.
Su Li slowly closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly from time to time.
Following Yin Gui's perception, the moment she merged into the stone surface, she heard countless howls of unknown meaning. Although she couldn't hear what those words were saying, she could feel the emotions.
Reluctance, sadness, anger, and depression. There seems to be something else in this mountain. Are there living creatures in the mountain of Shengxian Mountain
Su Li opened her eyes doubtfully.
"What's wrong? Fellow Daoist Su."
When Ban Gan saw her opening her eyes, he came over.
"Nothing, there's nothing special here. It's like a place for rest. Let's keep walking."
Ban Gan nodded and consciously did not ask any more questions.
Then he said: "Which gate should we go out from?"
Su Li looked around, turned back and pointed at the open door, then moved left to the first door next to it, "This is the door we came in just now, so let's choose the one on the left."
"But this door is closed and it seems impossible to push it open."
boom!
Ban Gan's throat was tight, and he smiled bitterly as he looked at the smashed golden-red door.
Su Li retracted her fist, her eyes as calm as ever.
"Walk!"
…
The first floor of Shengxian Mountain is still the ancestral hall.
Jiang Run was lying among the spiritual tablets, looking up at the roof, holding a weed he didn't know where he got in his mouth, his expression as calm as a pool of spring water, as calm as a pond.
"It's strange. It's not that there will be endless water to flood Shengxian Mountain. Why can this ancestral hall be immune? Is it possible that I really have to be locked up here for 2000 years and can't get out until the next Tianjiao battle?"
"Whose tablets are these? It would be nice if you could give me some hints."
"Alas, Lord Kyushu..."
…
At the same time, in the Zuoji Trial on the next floor of the hall, a huge army of puppets was like a wave, almost drowning the few people who were still struggling in it.
"Fang Mu, are you sure we don't need to join forces?"
Yin Xuetong's chest was rising and falling violently, her face was slightly pale, and her light yellow shirt and skirt embroidered with small flowers was a bit tattered at the moment.
In the meantime, he was holding a formation disk, and the deductive color in his eyes flashed continuously. Every time it flashed, the formation disk could explode a ring of formations to repel the puppets swarming around. But every time it was used, Yin Xuetong's His face became even paler.
Fang Mu had a cold face, dancing with a long staff weapon in one hand, and slashing at the army with a spiritual sword in the other hand. His body was stained in several places, and his condition was only worse than that of Yin Xuetong.
Hearing Yin Xuetong's words, he snorted coldly.
"Even if I die, I will not cooperate with the traitor."
Yin Xuetong was furious when she heard this. She turned to the woman in blue who was also pale and elegant and said, "Sage Xuan, can you still persist?"
The woman in blue glanced at Yin Xuetong, and the long sword in her hand once again triggered an icy blue sword light, freezing the row of puppets in front of her into ice sculptures. She breathed out cold air, her face turned abnormally red, and her tone Still stubborn.
"Ciyunzhai, Master has an order. I will never associate with the Peak Saint Sect. Yu'er dare not disobey."
Yin Xuetong's face turned even paler with anger, and she spoke angrily: "You!... A group of elm-headed people who can't win the trial by fighting on their own. This army of puppets is endless. Do you think you are happy if we have to die here together?"
Fang Mu fell silent. Xuan Yu'er glanced at Yin Xuetong and also didn't answer.
Click!
A crack appeared from the baguette in Fang Mu's hand, and then more and more cracks spread all over the baguette like a spider web.
Fang Mu's expression immediately changed, but he still didn't bite and focused on defense, with a few more bloody holes on his body.
An unbearable look flashed in Xuan Yu'er's eyes, "Fang Mu's Tianhe Sect is incompatible with Ming Sect. If I help him, Master won't say anything."
After finding a reason for herself, Xuan Yu'er finally suppressed the sect's rules, waved a sword light, and leaned over.
At this moment, another large group of puppets appeared out of thin air and happened to surround Xuan Yu'er.
"this!"
Xuan Yu'er's face instantly turned pale, and she suddenly felt a huge increase in pressure. She ignored Fang Mu and used her sword intent to its limit. Facing such a density of puppets, she took the next
It’s hard to even protect yourself.
When Yin Xuetong saw this, she sighed in her heart. A snow-white elixir flew out from his waist and fell into his mouth. The formation disk turned into a snow-white color in his hand.
Her strength is actually the strongest among the three. If the full power of the array is activated, it is not a problem for her to escape alone, but Fang Mu and Xuan Yu'er cannot do it.
How could she do it by leaving them here to die
She didn't know what Fang Mu was thinking. In his mind, he was the traitor in that disaster!
As for Ciyunzhai where Xuan Yu'er is, they are all Taoist nuns who wield swords. Those old women are notoriously stubborn and powerful enough to rank among the top ten of the Holy Sect. They have always been neutral since ancient times and have never been punished. The Peak Saint Sect has such a good face that he will never be born except for the battle between geniuses.
Compared with them, Xuan Yu'er is too young, as old as 1,500 years old. She has lost 500 years of training, but she is still ranked tenth on the Tianjiao list by Tianya Ke. Xuan Yu'er's talent is evident. A spot.
"Huangxing Palace... I can't help myself. I can't redeem my sins in my lifetime, but Xiao Mu shouldn't die here. He's still waiting for Brother Fang Yuan to come back... "
Yin Xuetong recalled the happy times when she and Fang Mu were playing and practicing behind Fang Yuan when they were still young.
At that time, the Huangxing Palace was still as upright as the Tianhe Sect, but since it came into contact with the Ming Sect...
Tears flashed in the corners of Yin Xuetong's eyes. She gritted her teeth, moved her fingers slightly, and two white rays of light came out from the array plate. She shouted softly: "Go!"
White light shot out instantly, lingering around the two fighting men, and a mysterious aura escaped. The surrounding puppets' eyes turned dim and turned into dead objects again.
Fang Mu suddenly felt that the pressure was greatly relieved. He looked down and saw the white threads lingering on his body. His expression suddenly changed and he suddenly turned around.
Yin Xuetong forcefully swallowed the blood that welled up in her throat, and smiled silently, as if to say, "No matter how much you refuse, you still have to accept my love as a traitor."
"Yin Xuetong!"
Fang Mu roared in a low voice, with a complicated and angry expression, "Get your dirty things away, you don't deserve it!"
Yin Xuetong's smile grew brighter and she opened her mouth to say something. Suddenly, a very special bloody puppet appeared behind her and slashed at its back with a mountain-like sword of the Daguandao.
Fang Mu's eyes suddenly shrank, his face changed drastically, and he subconsciously shouted: "Be careful!"
Yin Xuetong was still suppressing the backlash in her body. It was when she was at her weakest and she couldn't react in time. After all, she was a step too late.
Poof!
As the blood spilled, there was a trace of blood on Yin Xuetong's back that was deep enough to see the bones. When he raised his head, blood spurted out from his throat, dyeing Fang Mu's vision red, and he fell down.
"Sister Xuetong!"
Fang Mu roared, and leaning on the white silk thread that had not yet faded, he rushed over crazily, hugged Yin Xuetong and backed away frantically. Upon seeing this, Xuan Yu'er immediately went over to help block the queen.
"Sister Xue Tong, how are you?"
Looking at Yin Xuetong, who was breathless in his arms, Fang Mu's voice was trembling. He thought he had forgotten everything about his childhood. But at this moment, why was his heart throbbing? !
Yin Xuetong's vision was a little dazed, and she smiled miserably, "You are finally willing to call me sister again. The blow I received was worth it."
"Yin Xuetong!"
Like a wounded beast, Fang Mu hugged Yin Xuetong tightly and roared, "What stupid things are you talking about? Do you want your life?!"
There was a calm smile on his face, and there was a hint of relief in his eyes: "I can't pay off my debt in this life, but it's not bad to leave it to the next life..."