Although Duobao's strength was rapidly declining, his fist was still fast and ruthless. Seeing that his fist was about to hit the monster, the monster turned around in contempt. A laser beam suddenly shot out from its left eye and collided with Duobao's fist.
Duobao's rapidly descending body came to a sudden stop. He bounced up as if he had hit a trampoline. Then, like a kite with a broken string, he fell heavily on the grass, creating a large hole in the ground. Duobao's shoulder was directly broken. With a muffled groan, a large mouthful of blood gushed out from his mouth.
The monster turned its head again and lifted Zhao Yun to its mouth like an eagle carrying a chick. A few drops of saliva fell from its bloody mouth and its sharp fangs were ready. It was obvious that it wanted to treat Zhao Yun as an appetizer.
The stench from the monster's mouth was unpleasant and it made Zhao Yun feel inexplicably nauseous. Knowing that death was inevitable, she simply closed her eyes and waited. Although it was vexing to be eaten by a monster, it was still better than dying in the hands of those hypocrites from the Heavenly Yuan Sect. He wasn't that unwilling to accept it. Who asked him to be weaker than the monster?
His senior brother's life and death were unknown. His master's bones were exposed and could not be buried. There was also the blood feud of the destruction of his family. Even if he did not want to give up, it was not up to him.
The monster was about to throw Zhao Yun into its mouth when it suddenly caught a glimpse of the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword on the ground. It was surprised and gently threw Zhao Yun to the ground. Its huge body flew to the side of the sword and its left claw grabbed the sword. It looked at it carefully and muttered, "Mighty Fighting Divine Sword, old friend. We actually meet again."
Zhao Yun thought that she was going to be stuffed into the monster's stomach. She did not know why the monster suddenly went crazy. It actually put her aside and picked up the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword. The Mighty Fighting Divine Sword was constantly emitting a cold aura, but the monster was not affected at all. It just repeatedly stroked the sword's body. Its eyes were like lightning and there was the excitement of meeting an old friend. The most amazing thing was that the monster could actually speak human language and recognize the Mighty Fighting Divine Sword. It was really unexpected for Zhao Yun.
Zhao Yun was still filled with suspicions when the monster suddenly flew to Zhao Yun's side. His eyes were like lightning as he stared at Zhao Yun. He swept his gaze from head to toe and then from toe to head. His gaze was even more fervent than a mother-in-law looking at her son-in-law. Zhao Yun's hands on the ground. She felt her hair stand on end. She did not know what strange thoughts the monster had. She forced herself to pull herself together and shouted, "What are you looking at! I'm not afraid of you. you.. "
The monster grinned and the horn on his head shone brightly. His voice, which sounded like a broken gong, left Zhao Yun dumbstruck. "Little grand disciple, is Ye 'er well?"
. Zhao Yun's eyes were full of disbelief. She suspected that her ears had just been broken and that was why she was hallucinating. She hesitated and said, "You, what did you say?"
The monster laughed again. Although his laughter was as unpleasant as a male duck's throat, it was obvious that there was no malice in it. It looked at Zhao Yun with an unusually gentle and kind gaze, "I asked you, is Ye'er okay? Why didn't you obediently stay by your master's side? Why did you come to the Demon Severing Forbidden Zone? " As if suddenly remembering something, the expression on the monster's horse-faced face changed drastically. It was full of panic and asked in a trembling voice, "What's wrong? Did something happen to Ye'er?"
Who was Ye'er? Of course, it was Zhao Yun's master, Ling Ye Lai. Zhao Yun just did not understand. This monster's tone sounded as if he was her master's master. He even called her grand-disciple. However, her master had clearly told her that her master, Daoist Zihui, was elegant and graceful. How could he be this horse-faced monster?
When the monster saw that Zhao Yun was silent, he became even more panicked and asked anxiously, "Did Ziwei also kill Ye'er?"
Zhao Yun's body trembled! This monster could say the name of the Lingyun Temple's master, Daoist Ziwei. It was obvious that he had a close relationship with the Lingyun Temple. Looking at the monster's nervous face, she could not bear it. Even the resentment of almost becoming food in the monster's mouth disappeared in an instant, "My master is fine. Nothing happened to her. Who are you?! How do you know my master's name? "
When the monster heard that Ling Ye was safe and sound, its heart that had been hanging in the air finally relaxed. It regained its calm demeanor of a peerless Divine Beast and said, "I am your Grandmaster Zi Hui!"
Although she was mentally prepared, Zhao Yun was still greatly shocked. When did the grandmaster become this invincible monster? Didn't her master say that the grandmaster had been missing for many years?
"Yiwu." Just as the monster was about to speak, the Duobao on the other side groaned in pain. He stood up with difficulty and tried to walk over. Even if his shoulder was broken and the pain was unbearable, he still had to fulfill his silent promise to protect his junior brother.
Zhao Yun hurriedly got up and asked with concern, "Senior Brother, how are you? Are your injuries serious?"
A strange look flashed in the eyes of the monster who called himself Zihui. He waved his tiger claw and shot a beam of red light into the Duobao's body, "What happened? This black kid is your senior brother? The Qinglian Sect only has one disciple. How did Ye'er accept two disciples? Hehe, I actually made a mistake earlier. It's even a Long Armed Demon Ape. No wonder it could escape from my Purple Thunder God Claw. "
The Duobao was hit by the red light. He felt dizzy and cursed loudly, "You lousy horse????" Suddenly, he felt a warm aura surging in his body. His shoulder bones actually stuck together automatically and returned to normal in an instant. He only felt that it was mysterious and indescribable. He actually could not continue cursing.
Zhao Yun still wanted to run over to check on her senior brother's injuries, but she was blocked by Zihui. With a stretch of her claw, Zhao Yun fell onto the grass, "Alright, you don't have to go. You don't have to go over, I've already treated him. Your senior brother is still mute. Why don't you say it? How did he come to this Demon Severing Forbidden Zone? "
Zhao Yun was still half-convinced about Zihui's identity. She did not answer and asked Zihui instead, "You said you're my grandmaster. Do you have any proof?"
Zi Hui laughed heartily. Her laughter contained both praise and endless indulgence. "You little child, you just have to be so suspicious. I don't know what Ye 'er sees in you that he would actually accept you as his disciple and even pass on his might to you. I've repeatedly told him that the Might Sword is not an ordinary object. He must find a talented person with exceptional aptitude to inherit the Qinglian Sword Art. I didn't expect Ye'er to give it to you and even accept two disciples in one go. "
Without waiting for Zhao Yun to speak, Zihui continued, "The thing hanging on your waist is the Gentleman's Pouch. I didn't expect Ye'er to pass it on to you." He suddenly shouted, "Lotus Nature Self-Cleansing". The Gentleman's Pouch directly broke free from the string wrapped around Zhao Yun's waist and flew in front of Zihui happily. The pouch's mouth was wide open, waiting for its owner's inspection.
Master Ling Ye Lai had said that this Gentleman's Pouch could only be opened by the successor of the Qinglian Lineage who silently recited the four words "Lotus Nature Self-Cleansing". Outsiders did not know how to open it at all. Zhao Yun no longer had any doubts at this time. She hurriedly knelt on the ground and respectfully kowtowed three times. She was extremely excited and her emotions were surging. She was convinced from the bottom of her heart, "Grandmaster!"
Ling Ye Lai had mentioned the grandmaster's glorious achievements and lofty aspirations in front of Zhao Yun many times. Although Zhao Yun had never met the grandmaster, she had long admired him. She had a clear impression of him and treated the grandmaster as her idol. Today, she was actually able to suddenly meet him in this Forbidden Valley. It was truly a great joy.
Even though his Grandmaster was not as elegant and graceful as he had imagined, but a monster with horns, a horse's body, tiger's claws, and a dragon's tail, Zhao Yun was already convinced by his Grandmaster's ability to lift heavy objects as if they were light.
After Zhao Yun finished kowtowing, she was still extremely excited. However, she saw the grandmaster's gaze was indescribably complicated as he stared blankly at the Gentleman's Pouch. She could not help but ask curiously, "Grandmaster, what are you looking at?"
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