When Bai Ruyan heard Second Senior Sister's scolding, she hurriedly lowered her head and said, "I'm sorry, Second Senior Sister!"
Han Zhu thinks this second senior sister from Xuanshuang Palace is really funny. Instead of worrying about Bai Ruyan, she first worries about him, an outsider, and now she is still here scolding Bai Ruyan for running around.
I wanted to speak up for Bai Ruyan, but I heard Situ Xuanshuang sternly say: "Okay, as long as they are found, let's leave Wild Cat Ridge first!"
"Yes, Master!" Situ Xuanshuang said, and all the female disciples followed his orders.
Situ Xuanshuang was holding a butterfly bone sword, with the white Xuanling Pearl in front of her exploring the way. Everyone followed her with gentle steps, crowding around each other, cautiously, for fear of attracting the terrifying Ten Thousand Years Corpse Demon.
Everyone was on tenterhooks, but unexpectedly they were discovered by the ten thousand year corpse demon, who suddenly appeared behind a female disciple.
The female disciple's name was Liu Jinye, and she was the ninth disciple of Xuanshuang Palace. As Liu Jinye walked, she felt a chill on her neck behind her, as if someone was blowing on her. She turned around suddenly and saw someone. With purple eyes, he suddenly shouted in fright: "Ah——"
Situ Xuanshuang was suddenly startled. When he turned around, the sphenoid bone sword in his hand had already stabbed towards the ten thousand year corpse demon. He saw that Liu Jinye's shoulder had been bitten by the ten thousand year corpse demon, and blood suddenly flowed out.
The butterfly bone sword had also pierced the head of the ten thousand year corpse demon. The ten thousand year corpse demon immediately raised its head and let go of the female disciple. Situ Xuan Shuang shouted: "Sword array!"
A group of female disciples held swords and set up a sword formation. Sword lights flashed all around. The ten thousand-year-old corpse demon was trapped in it and could not escape. Situ Xuanshuang's eyes were cold, and she jumped into the sword formation. She saw that she used the soul-suppressing talisman again. After hitting it, a cold light from the sharp sword immediately pierced out.
The soul-suppressing talisman fell on the butterfly bone sword, and the butterfly bone sword immediately turned into a red butterfly, trapping the ten thousand year corpse demon inside.
Situ Xuanshuang looked at the ten-thousand-year-old corpse demon struggling in pain and looked into his eyes. She felt a strange feeling in her heart. She felt that the purple eyes in front of her seemed familiar.
Just when she was distracted, the ten-thousand-year-old corpse demon had already broken away from her sword formation, and the female disciples of Xuanshuang Palace who had set up the formation were shaken away and fell out together.
And a black chain with black claws flew out of the air, wrapped around the waist of the ten thousand year corpse demon, and dragged him out. The ten thousand year corpse demon suddenly flew into the air. Seeing that he could no longer hold on, Wang Cangchuan immediately activated the demonic aura on his body, and streams of black demonic aura followed the black claw iron chain.
A huge demonic aura enveloped the ten thousand year corpse demon and slammed him to the ground.
Situ Xuanshuang stared at the demonic aura on Wang Cangchuan's body. She noticed that this person had demonic aura from the beginning. She didn't expect that he was really a member of the demon clan. However, the situation was critical at the moment, so she didn't mention it for the time being. She could only deal with it unanimously first. enemy.
She threw out the ice threads from her white sleeves, and white snakes flew around the ice threads, wrapping around the body of the ten thousand year corpse demon, dragging him to a big tree and tying him up.
The Ten Thousand Years Corpse Demon opened its fangs and roared, trying to break free, but was unable to leave. The ice threads became tighter and tighter as he struggled.
Situ Xuanshuang said calmly: "The ice silk cannot trap him for long. We must leave Wild Cat Ridge as soon as possible."
Everyone nodded, picked up the long sword on the ground, and followed Situ Xuanshuang.
Han Zhu walked to Wang Cangchuan, looked at him and covered his chest with his hands, and asked: "Master, are you okay?"
Wang Cangchuan shook his head and frowned: "It's okay, my chest was scratched by the ten-thousand-year-old corpse demon." Everyone was like headless flies spinning around in the Wild Cat Ridge, but they still couldn't get out of the Wild Cat Ridge.
As time passed, everyone's hearts became tighter and tighter.
Meng Qiao said angrily: "What on earth are these damn yellow smokes? Why can't they be dispelled at all?"
Wang Cangchuan said: "These yellow smoke are corpse miasma. When I opened the black coffin to assassinate the ten thousand year corpse demon, it was released from him. As long as the ten thousand year corpse demon is not sealed, these corpse miasma will never dissipate."
Ning Xing slashed the branches next to him with his sword and said angrily: "Doesn't that mean we will never be able to leave this damn Wild Cat Ridge? And that Ten Thousand Years Corpse Demon, he will come out and attack at any time. Our master...aren't we going to stay here and wait to die?"
Meng Qiao stared at Wang Cangchuan fiercely and said: "It's all your fault. Why did you come to Wild Cat Ridge to kill the ten-thousand-year-old corpse demon? What trouble did he cause to you while he was lying in the coffin? If it weren't for you, how would he have caused this? With so much trouble, you two, master and apprentice, are just big and small troubles!"
Wang Cangchuan looked unhappy, choked, and then squeezed out a sentence: "I...don't I want to eliminate harm for the people?"
"Hmph!" Situ Xuanshuang snorted coldly, glanced coldly at the black-clawed iron chain in Wang Cangchuan's hand, and then said: "I'm afraid it's not as simple as eliminating harm for the people!"
"What do you mean?" Wang Cangchuan took a step forward and asked angrily.
Hanzhu said hurriedly: "Master, let's find a way to get out of here first!"
Wang Cangchuan frowned and looked around: "How can I leave this ghost place?"
Suddenly Situ Xuanshuang raised his hand to stop Wang Cangchuan from speaking, and then said to everyone: "Listen, is there the sound of a bell?"
Everyone was shocked. Wang Cangchuan also held his attention, listened carefully, and frowned: "It seems to be the sound of a bell."
As the sound of the bell got closer and closer, Situ Xuanshuang's heart became more and more nervous. Her heart almost rose to her throat. She secretly said in her heart that the sound of the bell was so familiar, as if... It seemed to be the sound made by the Full Moon Tribulation carried by Wuming.
She remembered that there was a golden bell hanging on Wuming's waist with beautiful patterns on it. When he walked, Yuan Yue Jie would make a gentle ringing sound.
nameless……
Situ Xuanshuang's heart trembled, and she couldn't help but shed tears in her eyes: "Wu Ming... is that you Wu Ming?"
Situ Xuanshuang shouted, but no one in front of her answered her, but the sound of the bell stopped suddenly, as if someone had stopped.
The female disciples of Xuanshuang Palace looked at Situ Xuanshuang in surprise. They felt that the master in front of them seemed to have changed. She was calm and composed even when fighting the ten thousand year corpse demon, but at this moment she seemed to be in a panic.
Wang Cangchuan was confused and asked Han Zhu with a frown: "Who is Wuming?"
Han Zhu shrugged, expressing that he didn't know, and then Wang Cangchuan went to look at Bai Ruyan next to his young apprentice. Bai Ruyan was like a little rabbit seeing the big bad wolf. The eyes that met him immediately shrank back, shook his head and said: "I don't know either."
Situ Xuanshuang's heart was twitching, and she said again: "Wu Ming, if you come, can you tell me why you left without saying goodbye? Wu Ming..."
The beauty's years are fleeting, but she still misses the man in her heart. It's not that he is so good. I can only say that Situ Xuanshuang is really an excellent woman. She is moved by love. If she wasn't so infatuated and sincere, how could she be? I will never forget a passer-by. At this moment, Bai Ruyan suddenly remembered who the Wuming mentioned by her master was. Not only her, but most of the female disciples of Xuanshuang Palace also knew who the Wuming their master mentioned.
There is a private rumor in Xuanshuang Palace that the master fell in love with an unknown monk despite the dissuasion of the master. The two of them met for the first time and made a private commitment for life. The master ignored the objection of the master and said nothing. I want to be that monk's Taoist companion, and follow that monk to the far ends of the world to search for fairyland.
Unfortunately, the master's words came true later. The unknown monk really deceived the master. By the time she arrived at the agreed place, the man had already left. From then on, the master no longer believed in men and determined not to marry for the rest of his life.
Bai Ruyan didn't expect that this rumor was true, and she didn't expect that the nameless monk was really named Wuming, and Wildcat Ridge was the place where they met.
However, no one's voice came from the other end of the yellow smoke, only the slight bell sounded again, unhurriedly, as if someone was leading the way for them to follow.
Situ Xuanshuang anxiously raised her sword to follow her, and everyone followed her. Everyone walked away listening to the sound of the bells, but they never saw anyone in the yellow smoke. The sound of the bells seemed to be made by ghosts. generally.
Situ Xuanshuang chased all the way, just wanting to see who was leading the way. Was the passerby she was thinking about coming back again?
However, the sound of the bell led them out of Wildcat Ridge, and she didn't see the person in front of her.
"Master! We are out!" Bai Ruyan was overjoyed. Unexpectedly, they had already walked out of Wild Cat Ridge. The moon was bright and the stars were sparse outside. Looking back, the dark forest behind them was still filled with yellow smoke, which seemed to be thicker.
Situ Xuanshuang's heart was empty, she felt a sense of loss, and an inexplicable sadness came to her heart. However, there were many juniors watching beside her, so she could only suppress her inner emotions again and again.
The wind gently blew her white clothes, and she sighed deeply.
Suddenly Hanzhu looked at a branch not far ahead and shouted, "What is that?"
There was a golden ornament hanging on the branch. It swayed gently in the wind and made a few soft ringings of a bell.
The night wind rings the bells and touches the hearts of lovers.
"Huh?" Wang Cangchuan frowned and looked back.
Ning Xing exclaimed: "It's a golden bell!"
Situ Xuanshuang hurried over and looked at the bell hanging on the treetop. The tears in her eyes could no longer hold back and slowly slid down. She trembled and said: "Full Moon Tribulation! It's the nameless full moon. Disaster!"
This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss.
Situ Xuanshuang raised her hand and gently picked off the bell hanging on the branch. The red thread wrapped around the bell seemed to be ancient. It broke with a slight tug, leaving only the delicate bell lying peacefully in her palm. .
Han Zhu frowned and said, "This bell... was it left by the person who led the way just now?"
Wang Cangchuan shook his head and said: "The red rope tied to the bell is rotten. It seems to have been tied to it a long time ago, so it broke when touched!"
Meng Qiao couldn't believe it, shook his head and said: "How could it have been hung up a long time ago? If so, how could we hear the bells so far away, and the bells were ringing all the way, as if there was someone It’s like walking in front to guide us.”
"Yes, yes, senior sister is right."
