Di Shifang discovered something unusual after arriving at the Soul Fighting Sect. The surrounding area was so peaceful that it was so peaceful that people had to wonder.
It's just that because he broke the restrictions of the ancient altar, his mental strength was damaged, and Shuo Ye was approaching, so he couldn't conduct further detection.
With a helpless sigh, Di Shifang shook his head at Lu Jiuque and said, "I'm afraid we won't know until we really go in."
Seeing Di Shifang like this, Lu Jiuque felt a twinge of pain in his heart.
Taking a deep breath to hide his strangeness, Lu Jiuque nodded and said, "Okay."
After saying that, she summoned Tianyin, Xiao and Aoshuang, then stepped forward to hold Di Shifang's hand, and whispered: "I asked Tianyin, Xiao and Aoshuang to protect you by your side, don't leave me Too far."
Di Shifang was stunned for a moment, and finally he couldn't laugh or cry: "You let them protect me?"
"Um."
"But... is this too much?"
Three beasts were by his side, so what should she do
Lu Jiuque curled his lips and slowly pulled out the nameless poisonous knife from the space.
"Not much, except them and me."
This feeling of being cared for was like a warm current quietly pouring into Di Shifang's heart, and it was indescribably ironing and docile.
He quietly turned sideways, leaned into her ear, and whispered softly: "Okay, I'll spare your trouble."
His warm breath blew against her ears, as sultry as a feather, making her blush involuntarily.
Turning around and giving Di Shifang a hard look, Lu Jiuque dragged him towards the foot of the Soul Fighting Sect Mountain and let go in a cold voice.
"Everyone follow up!"
"yes!"
…
Lu Jiuque released his mental power the moment he stepped into the Soul Fighting Sect, trying to find any abnormalities, but the surroundings were extremely quiet, with nothing but the rustling wind and rustling trees.
The quieter it became, the more alert everyone became, and the more they respected Lu Jiuque. If they had just barged in rashly, maybe they had fallen into the trap of the person behind the scenes, right
Finding nothing all the way up, Lu Jiuque's patience gradually ran out, so she simply rose into the air and flew straight towards Douhun Peak—
The moment Lu Jiuque and his party stepped under the Fighting Soul Peak, a strong and pungent smell of blood hit their faces, like a rolling torrent, almost engulfing them.
Lu Jiuque's heart suddenly sank. Without thinking, he tightly grasped the nameless poisonous knife and struck with his backhand -
"Break it for me!!"
As Lu Jiuque shouted, the scene in front of everyone began to fall apart.
The calm and peaceful scene slowly melted away, revealing mutilated limbs, dried and solidified blood all over the place, and charred and broken walls.
Is this still the glorious and prosperous Soul Fighting Sect
Is this still the Soul Fighting Sect that was filled with countless laughter and joy in their memories
Here... what the hell happened! !
Everyone's minds went blank. Before they had time to recover from such an impact, bursts of air-piercing sounds swept in from all directions. Each blow was a fatal surprise attack that had been brewing for a long time!
"Lu Jiuque! Go to hell—"
The woman's shrill laughter almost tore Lu Jiuque's soul apart!
She pushed Di Shifang onto Aoshuang's body, lifted her up suddenly, and raised her eyes to look at the destructive light that fell like a storm, her eyes filled with gloom and darkness.
The pair of eyes that were as beautiful as inky jade, which had always emitted a clear light, were now frighteningly dark and terrifyingly dark.
"Yuan Qinglian! You are looking for death!!!"