Song Yizhi held the blood-stained demon pill with two fingers, looked at the dying Shen Huai lying on the water, and walked slowly over.
"Holy Scripture." Song Yizhi stretched out his other clean hand.
Shen Huai looked at Song Yizhi with fear in his eyes.
What a terrifying pressure, this pressure is more terrifying than the clan leader's, even, even more terrifying than the demon lord's!
Who is this Song Yizhi? !
Does Yanyan still have a chance of winning against Song Yizhi? !
At this time, Shen Huai could still focus on worrying about Jiang Yan, which was considered infatuated.
He opened his mouth and was about to speak when Song Yizhi put his foot in his heart and said impatiently, "Holy Scripture."
Shen Huai was kicked backwards and rolled several times on the water before he stopped.
Shen Huai, who had lost his demon elixir and was kicked by Song Yizhi, was seriously injured and on the verge of death and could not maintain his human form at all.
Looking at Shen Huai who had returned to his original shape and still shrunk, Song Yizhi walked up and stepped on the snake.
"Hiss..." Shen Huai hissed in pain. She Tong looked at Song Yizhi with some difficulty and begged in a voice, "I, I will hand over the holy book, you, please don't hurt Yanyan..."
Song Yizhi raised his eyebrows and agreed readily, "Okay."
She won't take action against Jiang Yan, but others will!
This is no problem!
Shen Huai had no choice but to believe it. He struggled to twist the snake's body.
After a while, a plain and simple book appeared on the water.
Song Yi Zhi Nian Jue brought back the holy scripture, and then used his spiritual power to send the holy scripture to Shen Zheng.
After Shen Zheng confirmed that it was correct, she put the holy book into the storage ring with a sudden movement of consciousness.
Song Yizhi raised his hand, and the ice spirit power condensed into an ice pick to send Shen Huai away and then folded it in front of Shen Zheng.
She put away the demon pill and performed the Dust Removal Technique, then took out an antidote pill and fed it to Shen Zheng.
Then Song Yizhi walked up to Lan Ruoming.
Looking at Lan Ruoming, who was kneeling on one knee and breathing disorderly, she realized that something was wrong with Lan Ruoming.
Even though her breathing was disordered, her body was still trembling, and her flawless white skin was unusually flushed.
This, this seems to be hit...
Song Yizhi raised his hand and touched Lan Ruoming's hand tentatively.
Lan Ruoming, who was touched by Song Yizhi, shivered greatly in reaction, and immediately hid back like a reflex.
"Don't touch me, get out, get away! Don't touch me! I'll kill you!" Lan Ruoming's voice was filled with defensiveness and murderous intent.
Seeing that Lan Ruoming was about to fall onto the water, Song Yizhi reached out to support her and said, "It's me, I'm Song Yizhi."
Song Yizhi?
Her consciousness, which was eroded by the poison, went blank for a moment, and Lan Ruoming looked up with difficulty.
When she saw Song Yizhi's exquisite and beautiful face, Lan Ruoming suddenly let down some of her guard.
Her intuition told her that Song Yizhi was safe and reliable.
"Take me, take me to find my brother, the antidote..., the antidote is with him..." Lan Ruoming said intermittently, her eyes gradually becoming blurry and blurry as she regained some clarity.
Song Yizhi doesn't hate Lan Ruoming, so she can't leave without Lan Ruoming.
"Forget it, let's treat a dead horse as a living doctor!" Song Yizhi stuffed the detoxifying pill into Lan Ruoming's mouth, then bent down and reached out to pick her up for the princess.
The antidote pill is of no use to Lan Ruoming, and her condition is still not good.
Lan Ruoming huddled in Song Yizhi's arms. Song Yizhi's cooler body temperature was very comfortable for her.
Lan Ruoming followed her instinct and put her arms around Song Yizhi's neck, pressing her hot cheek against the cool skin of her neck.
Song Yizhi reflexively wanted to throw the person out with her backhand, but she held back.
After regaining her strength, Shen Zheng stood up and walked to Song Yizhi.
"Is everything okay?" Song Yizhiguan asked.
Shen Zheng said, "I have nothing to do. I'm really sorry that I held Miss Song back."
She was of no use. Instead, she was a drag on Miss Song. Even the holy book was brought back by Miss Song for herself.
"What's the point of pushing back? We are friends." Song Yizhi said helplessly.
Shen Zheng murmured silently.
She must practice harder so that she can help Miss Song in the future!
Song Yizhi held Lan Ruoming's hip with one hand, took out a spear with the other, and then threw the spear out.
"bump--"
The formation eye was destroyed by Song Yizhi, and the formation dissipated little by little.
After the lotus pond in the paradise on earth disappears, the strong smell of blood reaches the tip of the nose.
Song Yizhi reacted very quickly and jumped to avoid falling into the blood pool.
After the two of them stood firm, they were disgusted by the situation in front of them.
This place is like a square, secret room, and the dim candlelight makes the place even more gloomy.
Song Yizhi stood on the edge of the blood pool and looked around.
There were many girls and boys whose blood had been drained hanging on the stone walls. Some were already bones, some were mostly rotten... In short, the more they looked at them, the more disgusting they became.
In the center is a huge blood pool, which is so full that it is about to overflow.
The thick smell of blood on his breath was almost nauseating.
"What the hell is this place!" Shen Zheng said, a long sword already appearing in his hand.
Song Yizhi felt confident.
This should be the place where the Jiang family practices evil arts.
As soon as he arrived at the so-called secret realm, Song Yizhi felt the existence of the formation.
They didn't enter the secret realm at all, and were then transferred to the Jiang family's place where they practiced evil arts!
When Song Yizhi was about to speak, Lan Ruoming's hand tightened around her neck.
Song Yizhi had to release some ice spiritual power to relieve Lan Ruoming's condition.
The cool temperature made Lan Ruoming feel slightly better, but it was like drinking poison to quench her thirst. After a short period of comfort, she wanted more.
"Quick decision, Lan Ruoming's situation is getting more and more serious." Song Yizhi said.
Even through many layers of clothes, she felt that Lan Ruoming's body temperature was frighteningly hot.
Shen Zheng nodded.
"What a useless demon clan, even a few little monks can't stop it!" The cold voice came from all directions, making people unable to find where the voice came from.
Shen Zheng walked up to Song Yizhi, her eyes serious.
Judging from this rich voice, he must be at least a Nascent Soul cultivator.
And I don’t know how many enemies there are in the dark...
No matter how many enemies there are, she must protect Miss Song from leaving this ghost place safely.
Song Yizhi turned the spear in her hand and searched it inch by inch.
"Whoosh——"
The spear shot through the air.
"clang!"
After the Baiying gun returned to Song Yizhi's hands, the location of the evil cultivator in the dark was also exposed.
The evil cultivator wrapped in a black cloak came out.
Shen Zheng looked at Xie Xiu, who was almost integrated with the surrounding environment, and tightened his grip on the long sword in his hand.
"Something capable." Xie Xiu stared straight at Song Yizhi's delicate face, the saliva in his eyes undisguised, "Unfortunately, you are destined not to get out of here."
Xie Xiu's gaze made Song Yizhi feel uncomfortable, and her expression turned cold.
Whether you can walk out or not is not decided by just one mouth.
"I'm facing you, you attack me secretly." After saying that, Song Yizhi held Lan Ruoming in one hand and shot him with a long gun in the other.
The evil cultivator did not pay attention to the young Song Yizhi at all. He directly launched pressure and wanted to end this one-sided massacre simply and crudely.
Once the magic weapon barrier on Song Yizhi's body was opened, it directly helped her resist the pressure.
Looking at Song Yizhi who was not affected at all, Xie Xiu's eyes were filled with greed for Song Yizhi's magical weapon.
"clang!"
Xie Xiu looked at the weapon in his hand that had been deformed by Song Yizhi's shot, and his face twisted with anger.
Song Yizhi's cultivation level is not as good as Xie Xiu's, but the weapons on her body are all the best!
If his cultivation level is not enough, he needs a magic weapon to get it together. He is talking about Song Yizhi.
(End of chapter)
