The couple were lying under the bed together in clothes. The anticipation of danger made them both fall asleep, but the situation really happened.
Probably just before dawn, when it was the darkest time outside, a ball of fire suddenly crashed down from the roof, and fell right into the pot of black dog's blood with a thud.
Sizzling la la...
A burning smell spread out.
Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang rolled out from under the bed. Yang Ruoqing picked up Mo Xie's sword and struck the basin with it.
The basin was split in half, the black dog's blood was poured out, and the fireball inside also sizzled and was completely annihilated.
"It stinks like hell. Fortunately, I put away all the sheets and bedding beforehand, otherwise the loss would be huge!" Yang Ruoqing put away her sword, and Luo Fengtang lit the lamp in the room.
The bed was in a mess and the room smelled fishy.
"Yu'er's guess is absolutely true. She has a good conscience, and Sanwu wants to attack the two of us who are not good first..." Luo Fengtang said.
Yang Ruoqing smiled: "Sanwu didn't expect that the two of us were prepared for it, and we are not soft persimmons."
The next night, in the secret room, Yu'er still sat cross-legged on the black lotus, with a seven-star lamp lit beside her.
Yang Ruoqing had Mo Xie's sword hanging on her waist and was guarding her side.
"Sister, I will enter meditation later to challenge. What you have to do is to ensure that the light does not go out."
"Don't worry, Yu'er, sister will help you guard it."
"Also, no matter what state you see my body in, don't panic, and don't wake me up. That would be very dangerous."
"Well, sister, I listen to you, but you also have to listen to sister, do what you can, and don't fight to the death. Even if a head-on fight doesn't work this time, we can still think of other ways to deal with them!"
Yu'er nodded, formed a seal with her hands in front of her body, slowly closed her eyes and entered a meditative state.
Yang Ruoqing put her hand on the hilt of the sword and stared at Yu'er without blinking.
Although she was sitting firmly on the black lotus with her face as calm as water, Yang Ruoqing could imagine what Yu'er was about to face...
Everything in the world is really full of wonders. When she came to this time and space, her world view was refreshed again and again.
This continent on the ground is vast and vast, with countries large and small scattered around. There are peace and war between countries.
Within the country, from the royal family to the nobility, there are all kinds of struggles for power, and the people are also in various forms.
Under the loess beneath your feet, there are creatures buried in the darkness, and in the ancient tombs, there are dark secrets.
In front of Yu'er, looking at the quiet and beautiful young woman, soft and frail, no one could have imagined that she was actually a strange woman with vast magical powers, a saint of the Black Lotus Sect, and that the skills she practiced could actually be spied on. To some laws of heaven and earth...
Yu'er once asked Yang Ruoqing if she wanted to practice these things, but Yang Ruoqing decisively refused.
She doesn't like to make her life complicated.
She likes this village, likes doing business, and likes being a family.
She likes to live in the light, relying on her existing skills to eat and act. She doesn't need to cheat herself anymore, because her identity as a time traveler is a big cheat.
In the secret room, the seven-star lamp began to sway, interrupting Yang Ruoqing's thoughts.
The door to the secret room was still closed, but the only window opened at some point.
She looked around, walked over and closed the window again, and then returned to Yu'er.
The seven-star lantern returned to stability, but beads of sweat gradually appeared on Yu'er's forehead.
There were more and more beads of sweat, and the hands with seals in front of her were pale and trembling slightly.
Judging from this situation, Yu'er must have met Sanwu, and the two people's souls are fighting.
Yang Ruoqing didn't know where these two wise men were fighting. It should be a place invisible to the naked eye, right?
Although you can't see it, the battle is definitely fierce.
Yu'er, you must hold on. If it doesn't work, just withdraw. We won't be embarrassed.
Cheering for Yu'er in her heart, Yang Ruoqing did not dare to relax her responsibilities for a moment. Tonight, she, Luo Fengtang, and Yu'er all have their own things to do. Now, she must keep her position!
The fighting continued, and the sweat on Yu'er's face became more and more. Several times, she seemed to almost wake up.
Yang Ruoqing's heart was also in doubt, clenched tightly. Because of this, she spread her facial features more and more, keenly capturing any movement in the secret room.
Time passed little by little, and strange sounds sounded.
Hiss...
Hiss...
A white snake, about as long as a shoulder pole and as thick as a rolling pin, swam from the corner and approached the black lotus throne surrounded by seven-star lanterns.
The mouth was swallowing red snake core, and a pair of small eyes flashed with a faint green light.
Yang Ruoqing squinted her eyes. Between the snake's two eyes, similar to the center of the eyebrows, there was a thin line of red, like a blood line.
This is so similar to the red touch between Sanwu's eyebrows. Could it be the transformation of Sanwu's soul?
She did not rush to pick up the sword, but pretended not to see the snake swimming out from the corner. When the snake passed through the seven-star lantern and was about to climb onto the black lotus throne, Yang Ruoqing suddenly stamped her foot.
"Kaka..."
After the sound of a row of gears, the Black Lotus Throne where Yu'er was sitting suddenly rose up, two to three feet away from the height inside. The floor under the white snake turned over at lightning speed. The other side of the floor was as dense as cow hair. silver needle.
The white snake realized that the situation was not good, turned around and ran away, surrounded by silver needles. The more it struggled, each silver needle penetrated its scales deeper and penetrated its body.
The white snake made a painful sound, struggled in the needle mountain, and twisted into a ball.
Yang Ruoqing pulled out Mo Xie's sword and chopped off the snake's head with one strike.
The black energy exploded, and the snake's head rolled to the side. The small green eyes glared at Yang Ruoqing resentfully, refusing to close their eyes.
At the same time, in the retreat room of Sanwu at the entrance of the village, Sanwu, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, suddenly spit out a mouthful of black blood and fell to the ground.
"Master, master, how are you?"
As Sanwu's protector, Yang Yongxian rushed over and helped Sanwu up.
There was still a trace of black blood on the corner of Sanwu's mouth, and his face was extremely ugly, "No, I, I fell into their trap, and my soul was severely damaged..."
"Quick, get my medicine!"
medicine?
Yang Yongxian was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered the medicine that his master asked him to keep before the fight began.
The master told him that if anything happened to him, he should quickly bring this bowl of medicine over.
Yang Yongxian quickly turned around to get the medicine placed on the small stool next to him. As a result, before his hand could touch it, the medicine bowl exploded and the medicine soup splashed all over the room.
Before Yang Yongxian realized what was going on, the sealed door was kicked open from the outside.
Luo Fengtang was seen entering the room holding a sword upside down, the sword pointed directly at Sanwu on the futon.
"Shengun, your death has come!"
