Shanshui could still call him Master, but Yu Zhengzheng was in an extremely awkward situation.
She didn't know who to call to rescue her.
Not to mention Xiang Feng, she bullied Xiang Feng and An Ning every day, and he didn't know why he hated her in his heart.
Yu Jiangjiang, Ziyu and Ziqian all wished that she would fall into the trap and die immediately, let alone save her.
After eliminating them, there are only two people left, one is the Ghost King and the other is Xiao Yuqing.
The former is out of the question. Everyone knows that the Ghost King is ruthless and cold-blooded. It's good enough that he didn't kick her and make her sink faster. How could she expect him to rescue her
Now her only hope is Xiao Yuqing, but this quicksand is extremely dangerous and she may lose her life if she is not careful.
She and Xiao Yuqing are not related at all, so why should she let him take this risk for her
While she was hesitating, Xiang Fengyi and his group hurried over.
Rong Shang followed them leisurely, with steps neither hurried nor slow, as if he had just finished dinner and was taking a leisurely walk to digest the food.
When Yu Zhengzheng saw his lazy and relaxed look, she wanted to drag him over and let him experience the joy of being swallowed by quicksand.
He was in a leisurely and contented state, in stark contrast to Xiang Feng's panic-stricken appearance.
Shanshui called him "Master" just now out of subconscious instinct, or perhaps it was a subconscious habit. In Shanshui's heart, Xiang Feng was the best person to her since she gained spiritual consciousness.
When she panicked, he was the first person she thought of.
It was obvious that he was about to rush over regardless, but Shanshui was so frightened that he waved his hands hurriedly: "Master, there is something strange here, don't come over..."
The quicksand had now reached their knees. Xiang Feng's face turned pale and he forced himself to calm down.
Shanshui was right, there was indeed something strange here.
Shayu Valley was originally the lair of the demon cultivators. After the demon cultivators set their sights on snatching the soul from the Ghost King, the news somehow leaked out and reached the ears of the Ghost King.
Then the Ghost King attacked the lair directly, causing heavy casualties to the demon cultivators and almost annihilating the entire demon cultivator clan. The surviving demon cultivators were forced to move away from Shayu Valley, and the place became a ruin.
Shayu Valley is the only way from the human world to Guixu Mountain. He used to go out to take jobs to earn spirit stones to supplement the Ghost Sect, and he often went in and out of this place. This is the first time such a situation has occurred.
This quicksand has existed before, but if a passerby accidentally falls into it, at most the quicksand will reach above the waist, but it will not swallow the person.
Xiang Feng's eyes fell on the blood sand not far behind them. When he thought about the cry for help from the male disciples of Penglai Mountain just now, he guessed who the owner of the bright red blood on the quicksand was.
The area within three to five meters around them was all quicksand. Not to mention saving Shanshui, he couldn't even reach her.
Seeing them sinking deeper and deeper, Xiang Feng suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said, "Shanshui, change back to your original form immediately!"
He was too far away from Shanshui, and there were no vines or long objects nearby to rescue her. If Shanshui turned into a coffin, it would be more than two meters long, and combined with the length of his Chixiao Sword, it would be almost enough for him to rescue her.
Thinking of this, Xiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief.
But the next moment, just as he had relaxed, he became tense again.
Shanshui was unwilling to cooperate with him. Her body was stiff, but she did not move.
She didn't want to become a coffin, at least she didn't want to become a coffin in front of An Ning.
Xiang Feng didn't know what she was thinking. Seeing her standing still, he was anxious and growled, "Be obedient and change back to your original form."
The mountains and rivers bowed their heads in silence and did not speak in reply.
Yu Zhengzheng noticed Shanshui's thoughts. She knew that no matter how Xiang Feng shouted, Shanshui would not turn back into a coffin.
Perhaps due to the influence of peace and tranquility, the changes in the mountains and rivers have become more obvious in recent times.
Shanshui had never felt inferior because he was a coffin before. He was even proud of being a coffin at one point. She remembered that last time in Luan Palace, Shanshui proudly told her that he slept very comfortably.
But at this moment, Shanshui felt ashamed of himself because of the original shape of the coffin.
The wind in Shayu Valley was getting stronger and stronger, so strong that no one could open their eyes.
Xiang Feng was extremely anxious. The longer they stayed in the quicksand, the faster they would sink. If they continued like this, they would end up like the two male disciples, turning into a pool of rotten blood in the quicksand.
Shanshui was unwilling to change back to his original form, so he simply gave up and remained in the stalemate. However, Yu Zhengzheng could not be as calm as Shanshui. She seemed to feel a slight tingling sensation in the soles of her feet.
Recalling the painful and hideous expressions of the two male disciples before they were swallowed, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on Yu Zhengzheng's forehead.
He leaned against the rock with a lazy look on his face, a smile on his lips, watching them struggling like ants, as if he was admiring some beautiful scenery.
He wanted to see who she would call for help.
If she begged him sincerely, he might show mercy and save her life.
Yu Zhengzheng's lips trembled slightly, and her eyes hesitantly swept over Xiao Yuqing and the leisurely and confident man in white beside him.
She looked at Rong Shang, hesitated and spoke slowly.
The smile on Rong Shang's lips grew deeper. He leaned lazily against the rock, paused, and subconsciously moved forward a little, as if waiting for her to call him.
Yu Zhengzheng: "Brother Xiao, save me!"
On: "…"
Brother Xiao
His eyes were sinister, the smile on his lips disappeared, and he chewed these three words repeatedly between his teeth.
Xiao Yuqing was startled when he was named. He looked up at her, seeming a little surprised.
Soon he calmed his eyes, concealing the emotions that had just leaked out, and replied in a deep voice: "Miss Yu, don't act rashly. Let me think of a solution."
Hearing this, Rong Shang sneered.
By the time Xiao Yuqing figured out a solution, she would probably have died in the quicksand.
Just when the atmosphere was tense, a silk handkerchief was blown over from somewhere by the strong wind and appeared in the sight of Yu Zhengzheng and Shanshui.
Immediately afterwards, An Ning rushed out of the crowd and ran forward quickly after the handkerchief.
Before everyone even had time to react, An Ning had already rushed into the quicksand.
As expected, An Ning fell into the quicksand. Her eyes were full of panic, but her arms were still raised up stubbornly, trying to grab the silk handkerchief floating in the air.
This silk handkerchief was given to her by her owner and she liked it very much.
Xiang Feng was about to collapse when he saw this scene.
Before one was rescued, another one ran in. Just for a handkerchief, isn't that just throwing himself in for death
He took a breath and took out the Chixiao Sword.
The Shayu Valley was extremely strange today, as if someone had designed it in advance.
If he flew on the quicksand with his sword, he would be in great danger.
But even so, he had to take the risk.
The quicksand had already submerged Shanshui's thighs, and she refused to obey and change back to her original form. This was the only solution he could think of.
Xiang Feng stepped steadily on the Chixiao Sword and moved forward at a steady speed towards the mountains and rivers. Compared to when he was just trapped in An Ning, the situation in the mountains and rivers was even more dangerous at this moment.
He was flying on the sword almost sticking to the quicksand. With every inch he moved forward, his body became stiffer, making it extremely difficult to move forward.
The distance of three to five meters seemed like a boundless river or sea. Xiang Feng held his breath and finally was able to reach the mountains and rivers.
He stretched out his tense arms towards Shanshui: "Give me your hand."
Shanshui's eyes were covered with mist, and he stretched out his hand with a trembling hand: "Master..."
Xiang Feng was about to grab her outstretched hand when he heard An Ning's scream from behind.
In order to grab the silk handkerchief, An Ning twisted and struggled hard, and her body sank at an indescribable speed, even faster than Yu Zhengzheng and the others.
In the blink of an eye, the quicksand had already swallowed An Ning's waist. She looked in agony: "Brother Xiang Feng, it hurts so much..."
The quicksand around An Ning gradually turned blood-red, and that touch of bright red overlapped with the place where the two male disciples were buried.
Xiang Feng flattened his palms and clenched them into fists. He gritted his teeth, turned around, flew to An Ning's side, and pulled An Ning out of the quicksand.
Shanshui stared at himself as he stretched out his arm, slightly opened his lips, and trembled twice.
Master... don't want her anymore
Perhaps seeing that Xiang Feng was fine, Xiao Yuqing also imitated Xiang Feng, walking on the quicksand and slowly moving towards Yu Zhengzheng.
Yu Jiangjiang looked at her with resentment. She and Xiao Yuqing were not related at all, so how could she have the nerve to ask him to risk his life to save her
Why does Yu Zhengzheng have to compete with her for the man she likes
Yu Zhengzheng is simply a scourge when he lives in this world!
Yu Zhengzheng, who had been tortured a hundred times by Yu Jiangjiang's eyes, didn't notice Yu Jiangjiang's sinister expression at all.
She looked at Xiao Yuqing intently, and was about to burst into tears when she saw how slowly he was moving forward.
The pain in the soles of her feet gradually increased, as if a knife was cutting her flesh. She shed tears from the pain and her nose turned red from crying.
Because of the call of 'Brother Xiao' just now, Rong Shang originally wanted to let her suffer a little, but since she thought Xiao Yuqing could save her, she would just wait patiently.
But when he heard her suppressed sobs and saw her red eyes from crying, he couldn't help but look a little irritated.
Why is Xiao Yuqing such a waste
It's just two steps, and using your brain is faster than walking.
Rong Shang sneered, and as expected, he still had to take action.
He took two slow steps forward, but suddenly he heard Yu Zhengzheng's scream of pain. The quicksand beside her turned blood red. Perhaps the monster buried under the quicksand smelled the blood and began to devour her body impatiently.
He was walking slowly one moment and appeared beside Yu Zhengzheng the next.
He walked on the quicksand as calmly as if he were walking on flat ground.
He grabbed her by the back of the collar, as if she were a chick, and easily pulled her out of the quicksand.
The soles of her feet were gnawed and bloody, and blood was gushing out from the wounds. He looked at the feet stained with dirty blood and mud, and his eyes narrowed with a sinister look.
Rong Shang picked her up and put her on his shoulders as if she were a sack. He bent down and put his arm into the quicksand. He stirred the quicksand with his arm a few times and dragged out an unidentified object that was completely black from the quicksand.
He knew this thing, it was a specialty of the magic cultivators, it was called the Eagle-headed Vulture.
The eagle-headed vulture likes to eat human skulls. Its beak is indestructible and can easily break any hard object.
The eagle's beak was stained with blood, and there seemed to be some flesh and blood residue in it. Rong Shang's eyebrows moved slightly, and he raised his hand to crush the bird's beak.
The eagle-headed vulture didn't have time to let out a scream before it turned into ashes in his hand the next moment and slowly slipped through his fingers.
This monster likes to live in groups. He doesn't even need to look to know that the quicksand is full of vultures.
Rong Shang was too lazy to pick them out one by one. He blew the ashes away from between his fingers and walked back carrying Yu Zhengzheng.
Passing by Shanshui, he just raised his eyelids and glanced at her, then continued walking forward with an expressionless face.
Her master himself was not in a hurry, so he was too lazy to meddle in other people's business.
Rong Shang paused before he took two steps forward.
Yu Zhengzheng grabbed his clothes and begged cautiously, "Can you rescue Shanshui as well?"
Xiang Fenggang dragged An Ning out and was rushing towards Shanshui, but Shanshui had been swallowed up to the waist by the quicksand.
Although Shanshui didn't say a word, the quicksand beside him was blood-red. That was all the blood flowing from Shanshui's body. It looked horrifying, and I don't know how painful it must be.
Yu Zhengzheng knew that he had a cold personality and that saving her was already a great mercy for him. Even if she knelt on the ground and begged him, he would probably not agree.
But she just wanted to give it a try. Shanshui was her first friend here, and she couldn't just watch Shanshui die.
Rong Shang ignored her request. He sneered, paused and continued walking forward, with indifference and alienation in his eyes.
Her voice trembled slightly, and she cried with a nasal voice: "Please..."
He stopped again.
He glared at her with a somewhat annoyed look on his face. It was true that women were troublesome. They cried at every turn and he was so annoyed by their crying.
He pursed his thin lips, turned around with an unhappy look, and took Shanshui out as well.
Xiao Yuqing was slightly startled as he stepped on the sword, and looked at Rong Shang's back thoughtfully.
The two male disciples were dead, and the three people who were rescued were injured to varying degrees. Shanshui was the most seriously injured. His feet were covered in blood and it was impossible to recognize their original appearance.
Xiang Feng tore off his clean shirt and wanted to bandage Shanshui, but Shanshui dodged and said, "I'm fine."
He thought she was angry, so he was silent for a while and then explained softly, "An Ning is trapped too deep. If I rescue you first, she will die in the quicksand."
Xiang Feng said patiently: "Don't be angry with Master, okay?"
Shanshui nodded: "I know, I'm not angry."
Xiang Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Shanshui was a straightforward person and didn't understand beating around the bush. Since she said she wasn't angry, then she really wasn't angry.
He gently grasped her ankle and said, "I'll bandage you first. If it hurts, just bear with it. When we get back, Master will buy you the best medicine pills and guarantee that you won't be left with scars."
Shanshui pulled his ankle away and shook his head: "Shanshui is a coffin, Shanshui doesn't feel any pain."
Xiang Feng was stunned, feeling a little overwhelmed.
When Yu Zhengzheng saw the wound on An Ning's foot clearly, she couldn't help but get angry like a puffer fish. She even wanted to push Xiang Feng into the quicksand to feed the monster.
Damn it, Shanshui is so unlucky to meet such an unreliable man.
Hearing An Ning's scream just now, she thought An Ning's leg was gone, but it turned out that An Ning just had a bloody wound scraped on the sole of his foot.
Thanks to Xiang Feng for rescuing An Ning in time, otherwise the wound would have healed.
Yu Zhengzheng endured the pain in his feet and was about to denounce Xiang Feng, but when he looked up, he found a group of densely packed black objects crawling on the top of the cliffs on both sides of Shayu Valley.
There are so many of them that at a glance, there is no end in sight.
She opened her lips slightly and trembled, pointed at the cliff, and stammered: "Demon, demon cultivator..."
Everyone looked in the direction she pointed, and saw countless demon cultivators standing on the cliff. Under their feet were poisonous red-backed six-eyed spiders. The spiders were stacked up in layers, crawling down the cliff at an extremely fast speed and attacking them.
Looking around, the gray-brown cliff was surrounded by tens of thousands of red-backed six-eyed spiders, turning it into a pitch-black area.
Yu Zhengzheng suffered from trypophobia, but that was not the worst thing. She was not afraid of anything except these hairy spiders. When she saw thousands of these spiders, the hairs on her body stood up.
He frowned. He had a divine body and was immune to all poisons.
To him, these spiders were no different from the stones and sand on the ground.
But for the group of people behind them, they are like the King of Hell who came to take their lives.
Once bitten by the red-backed six-eyed spider, even a great immortal would not be able to save their lives.
In fact, he didn't really care about their life or death, but if Yu Zhengzheng died, he would have to find someone else to apply the medicine for him.
Come to think of it, it seems quite troublesome.
He stretched lazily and stretched his muscles: "Take them away."
These words were said to Xiang Feng.
Xiang Feng took the order, picked up Shan Shui by the waist, and led everyone to retreat.
They couldn't outrun these spiders, so if they wanted to escape, they had to fly away from here on swords.
Neither Yu Zhengzheng nor An Ning can fly with a sword. Apart from Xiang Feng, there is only one man, Xiao Yuqing. Naturally, he cannot take both of them with him, so he can only choose one from the two.
Xiao Yuqing was in a dilemma. He wanted to take Yu Zhengzheng with him, but Xiang Feng was staring at him, so it would not be appropriate for him to leave anyone behind.
Yu Jiangjiang seemed to understand his difficulties and took the initiative to share his burden: "I will take my sister with me, and Master Xiao will take Miss An Ning."
Xiao Yuqing hesitated for a moment and then nodded in agreement.
The situation is urgent now and they can't waste any more time.
He carried An Ning and left, and the others also flew away on their swords one after another.
Seeing that everyone had left, Yu Jiangjiang stepped forward and helped Yu Zhengzheng hold her Qingyan sword.
Yu Zhengzheng didn't want to ride on the same sword with Yu Jiangjiang, but everyone was in a hurry to escape and no one listened to her.
Now if she wants to leave here, she can only rely on Yu Jiangjiang.
Yu Zhengzheng's foot was injured, so she could only hold on to Yu Jiangjiang's arm tightly with her palm, terrified that she would fall.
As soon as they flew over the cliff, the demon cultivators followed closely. Yu Jiangjiang was already struggling to carry Yu Zhengzheng, and on top of that he had to dodge the demon cultivators. He lost control of his strength several times and almost fell off the sword.
Seeing the demon cultivator chasing her relentlessly, Yu Jiangjiang's calves trembled. She looked at the burden beside her, and a hint of cruelty flashed in her eyes.
Even if she didn't die from the fall, there were red-backed six-eyed spiders at the foot of the cliff. If they bit Yu Zhengzheng, she would die without anyone noticing, and even her body might be eaten clean.
Yu Jiangjiang murmured in a low voice: "Don't blame me, it would be better for everyone if you died."
The wind was too strong, and Yu Zhengzheng couldn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"
Yu Jiangjiang chuckled and said nothing.
While dodging the demon cultivator, Yu Jiangjiang took advantage of the moment when Yu Zhengzheng was still unstable, put his arm behind her shoulders, and pushed her hard.
Yu Zhengzheng was caught off guard by the push, and the feeling of weightlessness made her subconsciously want to reach out and grab something, but in the end she grabbed nothing, and her body rolled straight down from the Qingyan Sword. :,,,