Jian Wushuang walked less than a hundred steps when a bell-like chuckle sounded from the surrounding waters. It came from afar and came closer, and finally condensed behind him.
Then, a soft and boneless palm lightly landed on his shoulder.
"Why are you walking so fast? Can't you wait for me?"
Jian Wushuang didn't look back when he heard that. He just kept walking forward.
"Okay, I won't play with you anymore. You blockhead, you're really boring!"
As soon as the bell-like voice fell, a petite figure in a green lotus robe walked past him briskly and walked forward.
Jian Wushuang ignored her and continued to walk forward slowly.
"Hey, can't you wait for me? Can't you consider my feelings? "
The petite figure chattered like a bird. It seemed that she was very dissatisfied with Jian Wushuang's behavior.
"Let me tell you, even if you don't like me, there are many people who like me. Who do you think you are?"
The petite figure almost pounced on him and roared like a small beast. Although she was very angry, she couldn't do anything about it.
"You saved me, so of course you should take care of me. Who doesn't take care of the aftermath? People often say that if you send Buddha, you will send him to the West. It's not too much to ask you to take care of me."
She continued to talk tirelessly as if she didn't see Jian Wushuang's indifference.
"What a coincidence. You don't like to eat meat, and I don't like it either. What? You mean you don't like to eat boiled meat and like to eat roasted meat? Stop eating meat, do you hear me? "The petite figure put her hands on her hips and pointed at him angrily.
Jian Wushuang seemed to be unable to bear the short journey of more than a thousand steps. He finally looked to his side.
Then, he said indifferently, "You're really persistent. How can you talk so much to a stranger?"
The petite figure didn't seem to hear Jian Wushuang's words. After losing her temper, she began to talk to herself again.
"It's so beautiful. Look here, isn't it beautiful? Shall we live here in the future?"
"Let's build a thatched hut here. You can focus on cultivating. I'll accompany you every day and plant many, many lotuses."
Her petite figure was looking forward to it, so much so that she stopped where she was.
At this moment, Jian Wushuang stopped and said calmly, "You're just an obsession. Disperse now. Don't delay my journey."
Her eyes suddenly dimmed and then turned red.
The originally eerily silent waters began to churn. Everything seemed to be fading, turning grayish-white.
"Come with me, okay?" She reached out her hand, wanting to grab Jian Wushuang, but it was to no avail.
She followed the bluestone road and the deep and serene water surface, everything was collapsing and disappearing.
Just as it was about to be destroyed, all the lotuses on the surface of the deep water bloomed.
As the plump lotus buds bloomed, a palm-sized skull could be seen within each flower.
…
In the darkness, Jian Wushuang slowly opened his eyes.
That scene, that inconceivable conversation, all disappeared. Instead, it was replaced by the sound of someone sleeping soundly.
Jian Wushuang sat up. Only then did he notice that he was now in a spacious pavilion.
At the same time, he raised his arm. When he saw the faint but solid spiderweb of blood on his arm, his mood fell to the bottom.
This showed that he had been contaminated with the karma of resentment, as well as the Great Massacre Tribulation.
Everything was too inexplicable. He tried his best not to be contaminated, but in the end, he still fell into the sea of blood and was contaminated.
This was definitely not a good thing. If he didn't handle it carefully, it would plant an irreparable crack in his future state of mind, or even his cultivation path.
Chen Qing, Chun Qiu, and the others were all lying beside him, snoring. After Jian Wushuang's investigation, they were obviously more or less contaminated with the karma and the Great Massacre Tribulation.
In addition to these two people, Di Qing, who was sleeping on the outermost side of the bed, was less contaminated.
At the same time, there was also a woman, who was curled up and sleeping soundly beside Jian Wushuang.
Wait, a woman? His mind immediately woke up, and he hurriedly reached out to straighten the sleeping woman beside him.
But to his disappointment, this woman was not Yin Ling, but a heroic woman he had never seen before.
Although this woman could not be considered beautiful, her face was full of heroic spirit and was still very recognizable.
Jian Wushuang looked down. From the broken armor on this woman's body, she looked very much like the young guard who had held him hostage in the Northern Heaven Immortal Continent.
"Is it popular for women to dress up as men now?" After confirming that this heroic woman was the young guard, Jian Wushuang was a little depressed.
As if she felt that she was being watched, at this moment, the heroic woman slowly opened her eyes.
Their eyes met, and perhaps she saw the strangeness in his eyes, the heroic woman subconsciously touched her cheek.
"Don't touch it, I saw it clearly," Jian Wushuang said lightly.
"I'll kill you!" She stood up without warning and raised her hand to look at his neck.
Jian Wushuang would not let her do as she wished. He directly raised his hand to resist, and with just a few moves, he completely subdued her.
Because the Derivation Force in his body had not recovered, now it was purely a competition of physical strength. Jian Wushuang easily subdued her.
"Although I don't know what relationship you and I have, you have to understand that the person who destroyed them was not me," Jian Wushuang released her and said in a deep voice.
The heroic woman did not make any more moves. After looking at him deeply, she directly got up and walked out of the door.
Lying on the bed again, Jian Wushuang began to recall the strange dreamlike place in his sleep.
There was also the silver bell that had disappeared after falling into this realm.
The Heaven-Patterned Bone Armor in Yin Ling's hand was the only goal of their operation this time. If she disappeared, everything would be meaningless.
Just as he was recalling everything that had happened, the desolate sound of a horn suddenly resounded from outside the pavilion.
Jian Wushuang rolled off the bed, pushed open the window, and investigated the situation outside.
Almost at the same time, in a certain large city in the Sand Demon Lair, a half-naked Cui Jing flew out with a loud noise, and stood in midair.
"Motherf * cker, it's definitely those big bald donkeys again!"
Cui Jing said hatefully. He reached out and tightened his belt, leading more than a hundred top cultivators, and flew to the top of the Sand Demon Lair.
Not long after Cui Jing moved, countless top cultivators, like ants, began to walk out from every corner of the Sand Demon Lair, and then all gathered together, blotting out the sky.
Divine Emperor of the Nine Heavens
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