The cold wind carried Yan Ruyi and swam hard to the shore. When the old Taoist priest saw this, although he was worried that others would covet his Lian'er, he still had to thank the master for saving Lian'er from the pain of river erosion.
The old Taoist breathed a sigh of relief. He wanted to share the pain for Lian'er just now, but he had been soaked and corroded by the water of the Forgotten River for hundreds of years. Now he has the intention but not the strength. I admire that this master can still swim with Lian'er on his back. Gotta be faster than him.
"Master Ming, Master Ming, please let me down, so that I can swim by myself." Yan Ruyi shouted urgently and struggled to get down.
"If you dare to go down, I will turn around and kill him!" Ming Hanfeng roared out of control.
Master Ming's violent roar calmed Yan Ruyi. In Yan Ruyi's impression, Master Ming was mostly gentle and elegant or had a sunny smile, but he had never been cruel to her, and she had never been violent to anyone who knew her. She was the only evil ghost. share!
Now Master Ming not only kills her! He also kills her rare Taoist brother whom she has been thinking about for hundreds of years! She can't help but feel sad in her heart.
The old Taoist priest who was following you was stunned, and his eyes dimmed slightly. Who did I provoke, old Taoist? This master’s temper is really bad! His self-identification and title seem a bit inappropriate.
Watching the bustle on the bridge and soaking in the ghosts in the river completely convinced them. Not only did they still have the energy to swim, but they also had the energy to make noise! Are they not corroded by the water of the Forgotten River? Don’t they feel the pain is unbearable?
"Master Ming, you, you actually attacked my princess! Master Ming actually attacked my princess! Wuwu..." Yan Ruyi, who came back to her senses, said with aggrieved words, and Lihua Daiyu began to cry sadly.
"Lian'er, be good, don't cry, otherwise your little face won't be pretty if you cry too much." The old Taoist priest endured the pain in his soul and coaxed with a smile.
"Woohoo ... Master Mu said to destroy you, oh ..." Yan Ruyi cried, and the old Taoist looked silently looking at the cold cold wind.
Qing Ling's cry instantly woke up Ming Hanfeng from his out-of-control emotions. It made Ming Hanfeng's heart ache from crying, and made Ming Hanfeng lose his temper.
In the past ten years, Ming Hanfeng had never seen the cheerful and lively princess cry so sadly. Just a few days ago, he not only made the princess cry at the wedding banquet, but now he made the princess cry again. This surprised him. Not in time! At a loss.
"Master Ming, why don't you coax me?" the old Taoist said with his eyes. Ming Hanfeng rolled his eyes at the old Taoist, feeling disdainful in his heart, and said "you are an old man!"
"...Be good, don't cry. I shouldn't be harsh on you. It's my fault for being mean to you. I apologize to you. Be good, don't cry anymore." Ming Hanfeng took a long breath, turned his head and apologized in a gentle tone to comfort him.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"Good boy, don't cry anymore. I won't be cruel to you anymore. I was wrong. I won't kill you anymore. Don't cry anymore, okay?" Ming Hanfeng, who was swimming slowly, endured the pain. While in pain, he coaxed Yan Ruyi in a gentle voice, but how could Yan Ruyi, who was immersed in crying, listen?
"Master Ming is not only evil to this princess, wuwu... Master Ming wants to destroy my Taoist brother, wuwu... wuwu, Master Ming is evil, wuwu..." Yan Ruyi kept thinking to herself and crying. .
"Yi'er, I was really wrong. I won't be cruel to you anymore. I'm so old-fashioned, so you can stop crying, okay..." Ming Hanfeng gave in to Yan Ruyi, who was about to collapse from crying. He tried to comfort her, but Yan Ruyi didn't listen. Ming Hanfeng's intestines were about to turn green now - why did he want to hurt her and scare her? How to end it?
"Yi'er, I was worried about you and that's why I spoke so harshly. I swear, I will never be cruel to you again, nor will I kill you at will. Otherwise, I will never have a good life!" Ming Hanfeng stopped swimming and vowed.
Yan Ruyi, who was almost done crying and got the promise she wanted, gradually stopped crying.
"Okay, you can no longer be cruel to this princess, and you can't commit murder at will. Especially if you destroy the soul, you will really be punished by God." Yan Ruyi sobbed slightly and said seriously.
When Ming Hanfeng heard that Yan Ruyi was crying and was worried that he would be punished by God, he felt much relieved. He ignored the pain of being corroded in his body, mind and soul and nodded slightly with the corners of his mouth raised! Yan Ruyi burst into tears and laughed. .
"If anything happens to you, my fear of divine punishment will not be able to offset the pain in my heart. As long as you are well and happy, everything will be easy." Ming Hanfeng turned around and murmured with emotion.
"Master Ming, what do you mean?" Yan Ruyi, who was overjoyed, suddenly heard the end of the murmur.
"As long as Yi'er is happy." Ming Hanfeng replied with a smile. Yan Ruyi said, obediently lying on Ming Hanfeng's back, looking sideways at the Taoist brother who was swimming hard beside him.
"Master Ming, you are swimming so slowly~ We are quite far away from the Naihe Bridge now. I guess the ghosts and the ox-headed horse faces can no longer see us. You can use magic." Yan Ruyi reminded us.
"..." The old Taoist priest smiled and shook his head when he heard this, feeling sorry for this underworld master for a few breaths. You must know that for ghosts soaked in the water of the Forgotten River, all spells will be imprisoned, and the weight of the ghost will be extremely wet. It is difficult to keep the upper body above the water, let alone swimming with a wet ghost hunched over!
"Yi'er, you can show me." Ming Hanfeng teased with a bitter smile.
"Oh, okay." Yan Ruyi said and stood up easily on Ming Hanfeng's back, looking up towards the high shore.
The old man took a breath and looked at Master Ming being trampled under his feet. He was really worried that he would sink to the bottom and drown if he couldn't hold on.
The old Taoist looked at Lian'er who was waving her hands to transport ghost energy and was shocked! No, it's not ghost energy! It's spiritual energy! Very pure cold spiritual energy! She! She can actually use spells!
Light blue spiritual energy emitted from Yan Ruyi's body, and then she waved her left hand from bottom to the high bank. The white smoke-like spiritual energy pulled the blood-yellow Wangchuan River water out of the river like columns, and then a wave of The pillar was as high as a ladder and went directly to the shore. Yan Ruyi waved his right hand upwards, and a burst of light blue spiritual energy froze the water pillar into an icicle!
Yan Ruyi first jumped into the air and jumped onto the lowest icicle, looking back and smiling.
"Why are you still standing there? Come up quickly!" Yan Ruyi urged Ming Hanfeng and Lao Dao who were stunned in the water.
After being unable to calm down for a long time, Yan Ruyi urged again depressedly, and the two of them came back to their senses. Hurry, if there is a way out, do they still have to soak in the river and suffer the corrosion?
Ming Hanfeng swam faster than Lao Dao. When he came under the icicle, he finally climbed up the first icicle, but Lao Dao swam to the side of the icicle.
"You two should hurry up, otherwise it will be bad if you are discovered." Yan Ruyi reminded her with a slight movement of her embroidered eyebrows.
"I wanted to go faster, but I couldn't help myself." Ming Hanfeng said with a wry smile, feeling slightly better.
"Yi'er, don't you feel the corrosion of the Wangchuan River?" Ming Hanfeng asked in confusion when he saw Yan Ruyi jumping onto the shore. The old Taoist also looked at Lian'er with a puzzled look.
"...You didn't say that I, the princess, didn't notice it. Now that I feel it, I don't see anything strange. It's like the water of the Wangchuan River doesn't rot my princess~" Yan Ruyi also said with a puzzled look on his face.
"..." The water of Wangchuan River really favored Yi'er/Lian'er, and the two of them continued to climb silently.
"Oh, hurry up." Yan Ruyi said as she squatted gracefully on the ground and used the Teng Man technique with her palms touching the ground. Two thick, dark green Teng vines grew out of the ground and spiraled towards them. Ming Hanfeng and Lao Dao stretched in the direction.
Teng Man wrapped around their waists. They paused for a moment, then reacted instantly and grabbed the thick Teng Man with both hands. Yan Ruyi urged Teng Man to retract it. It was so hard!
"Why are you two as heavy as a mountain?" Yan Ruyi tried for a while, but only moved them a little, and a thin layer of sweat spread on his forehead.
"Let go of the old Taoist. The ghosts soaked in the water of the Forgotten River are so wet and heavy." The old Taoist dissuaded and explained, and Ming Hanfeng nodded in agreement.
"That's not easy, it depends on my princess!" After Yan Ruyi said it, he struggled to free his left hand and used the wind skill on the two of them. The non-stop strong wind blew them both. They were speechless and closed their eyes as Yan Ruyi tossed them. .
Yan Ruyi used the wind skill with his left hand and the Teng Man skill with his right hand. Until he felt that the force exerted by Teng Man on his right hand was reduced, he calmed down the wind speed of his left hand.
When they were pulled to the shore safely, their explosive lion-hair hairstyles made Yan Ruyi laugh out loud.
"It's good to be happy, but it's inappropriate for you to catch him up." Ming Hanfeng said intentionally but seemingly unintentionally, and waved his hand to restore his hairstyle to its original state.
Yan Ruyi's originally smiling face gradually turned serious. She was speechless. She used the Teng Man Technique and waved her hand towards the river, disintegrating the icicles into water and returning to the Wangchuan River. She stared at the river that had returned to lifeless silence for a long time. …
Ming Hanfeng looked at Lao Dao with a cold face, it depends on what choice Lao Dao makes!
