There seemed to be a gust of autumn wind blowing, and a few fallen leaves swirled across the field, adding a bit of desolation to the silent scene, and——
Unspeakable embarrassment.
Ren Cen noticed something was wrong, but he couldn't figure it out for the moment. Now he could only bite the bullet and finish what he just said:
"Did you hear that? If you want her to survive, you have to be wise and get out of the way!"
When he spoke, he focused most of his attention on Yu Xian, because he was the biggest threat to him.
Yu Xian coughed twice, as if clearing his throat, and his eyes slipped from the corner of his eyes to the people beside him.
"This, um..."
Several people's expressions became weirder than the last, and when they met Yu Xian's gaze, they all turned their faces away, looking like "I have no idea, it's up to you."
Yu Xian: "..."
She looked at Jing Yingrong again, and found that Jing Yingrong was trying hard to open her eyes, not knowing whether she wanted to show panic or fear.
Although there was only a slight excitement in those eyes.
Yu Xian buried his head deeply and covered his face with his hands.
Finally, someone from the Wufeng Sword Sect stepped forward to save the situation.
"Ren Cen, do you think you can run away?"
Shao Yi's eyes spit fire and he shouted harshly. The others drew their swords in their hands, forming a faint encirclement.
Ren Cen smiled ferociously and said, "You guys try it?"
As he spoke, he brought the dagger closer to Jing Yingrong's neck. The spiritual power fluctuations emitted by the dagger were unusually strong, and at such a close distance, they were enough to pose a fatal threat to the Nascent Soul cultivator.
Shao Yi frowned, and after hesitation, he motioned to his fellow disciples to take a step back.
At this time, Yu Xian raised his head.
Her face was full of anxiety and worry, and she glared at Ren Cen and said: "Do you know who she is! She is a direct disciple of the Tongsheng Dao Lord of our sect. If you touch her, you will be the enemy of the Dao Lord!"
Everyone else was stunned.
Ren Cen was also stunned. He glanced at her reflection in the mirror, but did not dare to be distracted to check her identity token, so he could only say with half doubt: "Daojun's apprentice? Such a level of cultivation? Wait, are you the youngest one, what are you taller? Gaorong?"
Jing Yingrong: "..."
other people:"……"
Yu Xian twitched the corner of his mouth and said simply: "That's right, it's Junior Sister Gao!"
There seemed to be a moment of dead silence in the venue, and then everyone in the audience was talking:
"Let go of Senior Sister Gao!"
"Don't be rude to Senior Sister Gao!"
"If you hurt Senior Sister Gao, can you bear the wrath of Lord Dao!"
The crowd at Taichuguan was furious, while the Wufeng Sword Sect looked at each other in disbelief.
The disciple next to Shao Yi asked softly: "Senior brother, is Gao Rong like this?"
Shao Yi also looked puzzled, but considering the current situation, he decisively signaled the other party not to speak.
Ren Cen looked ugly. He obviously believed in Jing Yingrong's identity and felt that he was riding a tiger. His thoughts changed rapidly, he made a fierce look, and said: "If you let me go, I won't do anything to her. Otherwise, I won't be able to live, and you won't be able to live well! I don't believe it. If something happens to her, Dao Lord will not do anything to her." I will make you angry!"
Yu Xian showed a hesitant expression. It seemed that after a lot of inner struggle, she nodded and said: "Okay, I'll let you go this time. You'd better keep your word."
"Hmph, of course I will let her go when I'm safe."
As he spoke, Ren Cen stepped back until he was far enough away, then he flew out of the field with Jing Yingrong in his arms.
Taichu Guan all let out a sigh of relief, leaving several members of the Wufeng Sword Sect confused.
Shao Yi immediately wanted to catch up, but was stopped by Yu Xian.
"I'll go, I'll go, don't bother fellow Taoist Shao."
"But……"
"If Ren Cen finds out, I'm afraid it will be detrimental to Jing...Junior Sister Gao, don't you think so?"
Shao Yi was a little reluctant, but he also understood that it was more appropriate to spend time in his spare time when it came to cultivation, so he could only accept it.
After making the decision, a look of shame and guilt suddenly appeared on his face, and he said apologetically: "It's all my fault that I didn't screen carefully, which put Fellow Taoist Gao in danger. I will definitely apologize to Fellow Daoist Gao later!"
"Well, ahem, Ren Cen is too cunning, so it's not entirely your fault..."
Yu Xian comforted him with a few words, then returned to Taichu Temple, called a few people together and whispered:
"I'll follow you and take a look. Pay attention over there and don't let them follow you."
Several people agreed, and Yu Xian said with emotion: "Fortunately, Junior Sister Jing didn't do anything in front of them just now, otherwise it would be really hard to fool them."
Shu Pinghui frowned slightly and said, "Is this going to be okay?"
Wu Yaochen: "How can something happen to Senior Sister Jing?"
Shu Pinghui rolled her eyes at him: "I'm talking about Ren Cen!"
…
Although he brought one person with him, Ren Cen's speed was not slowed down at all. While he was alert to his surroundings, he kept changing his escape routes, and at the same time, he had to always be prepared for counterattacks from those he held hostage.
It didn't take long for him to start muttering in his mind, because the person he kidnapped was extremely obedient. Not only did he show no intention of resisting, he was even in a daze.
In fact, Jing Yingrong was talking to the weapon spirits in the sea of consciousness at this time.
Jing Yingrong: "There are only two of us now, and it's private. Can I ask him?"
There was silence in the sea of consciousness for a while before I heard the depressed and apologetic words of Jijiebi:
"Mirror, I'm sorry, I didn't expect things to develop like this. I thought..."
"What are you apologizing for? It's not like she can't avoid it," Ji Shajian interrupted Ji Jiebi, "Didn't I see she was having a lot of fun?"
Jing Yingrong: "Yeah."
Ji Sha Jian: "I promise one more word...it makes her so excited."
Ji Jiebi laughed, and his tone became more relaxed: "Although it was my mistake, it's not bad to have some fun with the mirror. But in this case, the other party will definitely underestimate the mirror, and it will take a lot of effort to get him to tell the secret. It’s a lot of work.”
Jing Yingrong: "I'll try."
Then, she asked Ren Cen: "Do you want to sell your method of hiding your cultivation?"
"What?"
Ren Cen was surprised at first, and then sneered: "This is my master's unique secret technique. I and my master are the only two people in the world who know how to sell it? Can you afford it?"
Jing Yingrong: "Ten thousand top-quality spiritual stones."
Ren Cen was so shocked that he almost fell off the cloud.
"Ten thousand? Top quality?!"
His face was full of shock, but soon he calmed down and put on his sneer again:
"Let's not talk about whether you really have so many spirit stones. Even if you do, who knows if you want to do something during the transaction? You and I are both Nascent Souls, and I don't dare to trust you."
After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment, as if he didn't think it was enough, and taunted him again: "If you don't want to do something, then you are simply an idiot! I can buy a magic method with ten thousand top-quality spiritual stones. I have never seen you so stupid. There are too many stones to burn your hands? You don’t understand if you don’t reveal your wealth. If you weren’t Daojun’s disciple, you would have lost your life today, and all the spiritual stones would be mine. Hey, you idiot, Daojun only accepts disciples based on talent, not talent. Looking at the brain?”
I don't know if he was trying to vent his anger, but bad words popped out of Ren Cen's mouth like a barrage of words. However, the next moment, he slammed into an invisible wall.
Ren Cen's expression changed drastically, and he was about to retreat, but he was shocked to realize that there was also a powerful force behind him blocking him.
Invisible barriers appeared not only in the front and back, but also on the left and right, up and down. He seemed to be locked in a transparent cage, and he could not escape even if he used all his magical powers.
"what happened?!"
Ren Cen was shocked, and when he was panicking, something unexpected happened to him.
With a force that he could not resist, Jing Yingrong slowly broke away from his confinement, took off his dagger, took a few steps in the air, and then turned around to face him.
Ren Cen realized something, but still refused to believe it, muttering: "Did you do it?"
To his surprise, Jing Yingrong shook her head and looked above him.
Ren Cen looked up and saw a pen hanging above his head.
Immediately afterwards, a laughing voice sounded deep in his consciousness, but its naughty tone brought a chilling chill:
"You can't speak with your mouth, so don't use it."
As soon as he finished speaking, a soldering iron seemed to melt in his throat, and hot liquid poured up, filling his entire mouth.
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