Chapter 76 Blood Pearl Xie Wuyang chuckled and murmured, "Master...
Xie Wuyang resolutely left the barrier.
Fuzhitao was holding a compass in his hand, the needle of which was swaying unsteadily, as if it was affected by some unknown force.
Seeing that he couldn't use the formation, Fu Zhitao hurriedly put away the compass and looked around frantically.
Until the monster next to him tilted its head slightly and discovered him.
Xie Wuyang's scalp tingled, and he immediately took out a talisman, "Peach of Fortune, get out of the way."
Fu Zhitao had never been down the mountain since she was a child, so she had never seen such a scene before. Her feet immediately became rooted and she couldn't move.
Xie Wuyang frowned, kicked up a finger-thick branch with his right foot, stuck a talisman paper on it and threw it out quickly.
The branch was like a sharp sword, several times harder, and it pierced through the monster's flesh.
The monster roared in pain and turned its head away.
Fu Zhitao ran away.
The trees withered, and the strong wind blew the leaves down, making a scorching rustling sound.
Xie Wuyang felt a numbness on the back of his neck, and for some reason he felt extremely panicked.
A slightly cool breath brushed past his neck. Xie Wuyang shrank his neck, trying his best to ignore the strange feeling in his heart, and took out the talisman to prepare to make a seal.
Star-like spiritual power gathered from all around, becoming brighter and brighter at Xie Wuyang's fingertips.
Xie Wuyang had just recited half of the spell in his mind when there was a sudden noise inside the barrier.
Xu Pingsheng's voice was extremely anxious, "Xie Junior Brother, be careful behind you!"
Xie Wuyang formed a seal with one hand and stretched the other hand's five fingers out behind him, his gestures changing in a variety of ways.
He can't be distracted.
Xie Wuyang raised his head with a complicated expression.
In the sight, the red figure was getting closer and clearer.
The monsters all around rushed out in droves, as if they wanted to devour the two of them in the beast tide.
If he retreated, both of them would die without a burial place.
Something scratched his neck, something damp, sticky, cold and creepy.
Xie Wuyang forced himself to calm down, but unexpectedly, the next moment, a scaly tail broke through the air and hit Xie Wuyang directly on the back.
The spiritual power dissipated.
Xie Wuyang fell heavily to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Junior brother!" Fu Zhitao rushed forward, but was blocked by a monster of unknown origin.
Xie Wuyang rested his elbows on the ground, barely propping up half of his body, and saw clearly the appearance of the monster that attacked him.
It looks like a giant python and is covered with scales.
Isn’t it the one that attacked Ji Yao last time?
Ji Yao in the formation also recognized this thing, his pupils shrank, and he murmured in disbelief, "How...how could it be?"
Xu Pingsheng, who was standing beside him, heard his murmur clearly and frowned. "How could it be?"
Ji Yao scratched his head, puzzled. "The last time I saw this demon beast, it was clearly only at the middle level of the Earth Rank, but now it's about to break through."
Xu Pingsheng's grip on the sword tightened, and he was about to go out of bounds.
At the same time, the situation outside the formation had already become chaotic.
Xie Wuyang barely turned over to avoid the monster's huge tail, but before he could catch his breath, the monster's body shook and its head fell from the sky.
Xie Wuyang was no longer able to investigate the situation of the Peach of Fortune.
Who would have thought that this seemingly stupid monster was actually so clever that it attacked him from behind while he was concentrating on dealing with the beast tide.
Xie Wuyang reached into his waist to retrieve the talisman, but found nothing.
Xie Wuyang's expression changed and the direction of his hands immediately changed.
It's too late.
Before Xie Wuyang's hand could touch the embroidery that Chen Ziyi's nameless sword had transformed into, he was caught in the mouth of the monster.
The sharp fangs pierced through the skin and flesh and penetrated deep into the bone marrow. Xie Wuyang's face turned pale with pain and dark shadows appeared in front of his eyes.
He was once a powerful figure in the world of cultivation, but he was reborn, not only failed to find the Nightmare Stone, but also died at the hands of an inhuman beast?
It would be better if...
It’s better than…
A rusty taste surged in Xie Wuyang's throat. In his hazy consciousness, a figure in white clothes as white as snow flashed through his mind.
The man had a cold face, a straight nose, sharp lips, and a pair of outstanding phoenix eyes.
The fangs in his flesh moved, as if they wanted to chew him to pieces.
Xie Wuyang frowned in pain and forced his eyes open.
There seems to be a faint scent of plants lingering in the nose, soothing the mind and heart.
Xie Wuyang relaxed and fell into a warm and familiar embrace.
The hand on his waist was steady and strong, and his heartbeat beside his ear seemed to penetrate through his clothes and merge with his flesh and blood.
The corners of Xie Wuyang's eyes trembled, and he suddenly raised his hand.
"Yun Wanzhou..." The phantom in front of him was so realistic and terrifying that Xie Wuyang hesitated to approach it.
The hand that was suspended in mid-air curled up again and again. Xie Wuyang sneered and sighed, "Why are you still haunting me?"
At the same time, the blood-stained fingertips landed on the corner of the right eye.
His chaotic thoughts instantly cleared up, Xie Wuyang's pupils trembled, and he abruptly withdrew his hand, "You... Master?!"
The wound in his abdomen hurt so much that he gasped and almost fell from mid-air while struggling.
Yun Wanzhou frowned, landed on the ground, held Xie Wuyang's shoulders and put him down.
The monster was chopped in half, and its smelly blood was all over the ground.
Xie Wuyang covered the wound on his waist and abdomen, took two breaths, and without time to think too much, pointed to the beast tide not far away, "Master, and... Senior Brother Fu."
As soon as the words fell, a bright red figure appeared in sight. Fukunomo was holding her compass and walked towards the two of them with messy steps.
"Master..." Before Fu Zhitao could finish her words, Yun Wanzhou interrupted her with a frown.
"Return to the formation first."
Fuzhitao nodded.
Xie Wuyang took out two pieces of talisman paper from Fu Zhitao's Qiankun bag, drew the talisman for entering the formation, and stuck one on the back of each of the three people.
When Fu Zhitao left first and Xie Wuyang was trying to catch up despite the pain, a pair of hands suddenly passed through his legs and picked him up by the waist.
The sudden feeling of weightlessness made Xie Wuyang subconsciously put his arms around Yun Wanzhou's neck. When his fingertips touched the slightly cool skin, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He withdrew his fingertips as if pricked by a needle and instead grabbed the arm around his waist.
It’s not that Yun Wanzhou has never hugged him before.
When he was just reborn, he even rode on the same sword with him. Later, when he was in Ye Nan's illusion, this body's lightness skill was too poor, so Yun Wanzhou even carried him and flew over once.
But this is the first time that his face is so close to my chest.
Why don't you use sword control or lightness skills today, but instead use such a strenuous method?
Xie Wuyang frowned and looked up at Yun Wanzhou's face.
Before he could ask, his attention was drawn away by a hint of red at the corner of his right eye.
Yun Wanzhou was born with a good appearance, fair skin, beautiful face, and upturned eyes, but he was also heartless.
At this moment, where the tear mole should have grown, the bright and juicy blood beads have not yet dried up, shimmering and attractive, adding a bit of charm.
Xie Wuyang's heart was beating wildly, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he couldn't help but let go of the hand that was holding Yun Wanzhou's forearm.
The fluctuations of spiritual power from all over his body brought Xie Wuyang back to his senses.
Xie Wuyang suddenly broke free from Yun Wanzhou's arms and jumped to the ground.
The pain from the wound on his waist and abdomen made his face turn pale. Yun Wanzhou reached out to help him, but just when he lifted him halfway, Xie Wuyang took a step back as if he had seen a flood or a beast.
"Master," Xie Wuyang forced the corner of his mouth, "Disciple is fine."
As he spoke, his eyes fell on Fu Zhitao, and he said meaningfully, "You should go see Senior Brother Fu."
Yun Wanzhou pursed his lips, withdrew his hand, and stared at Xie Wuyang with a slight movement of his eyes, as if he was particularly puzzled by his disciple's sudden alienation.
Xie Wuyang was tortured by this weird atmosphere and could not stand it any longer. Even in his previous life, when he had fought with Yun Wanzhou for several rounds, Xie Wuyang had never felt so anxious.
Rapid heartbeat and dry mouth.
It's like someone has cast a spell on me.
He didn't even dare to look at Yun Wanzhou's face.
After living for decades, Xie Motou finally knew what it meant to be at a loss.
Xie Wuyang silently recited the meditation mantra several times, turned around and was about to leave, and almost bumped into the oncoming peach of fortune.
Fuzhitao's face was dirty, and no one knew what kind of suffering she had endured at the hands of the monster. She looked gloomy, as if she wanted to cry but had no tears.
"Master, my compass is broken." Fu Zhitao loosened his grip, and the compass in his arms fell to the ground with a "ping-pang" sound.
The compass was torn into pieces and looked very miserable.
Staring at the things under his feet, Yun Wanzhou was silent for a moment and said, "If you need any materials when we return to Cangqiong Mountain, please let me know."
Xie Wuyang understood that this meant that Fu Zhitao should make another one.
Fu Zhitao nodded, as if she was coaxed into happiness by the words, and bent down to put the compass fragments into her Qiankun bag one by one.
After picking up half of it, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Yun Wanzhou's waist, frowning slightly, "Master, where is your sword?"
Yun Wanzhou said, "The illusion is encircled by a barrier, you are not allowed to enter."
"But it was Suixue who saved me just now..." Fu Zhitao wondered if there was something wrong with her memory again. "Besides, the illusion barrier hasn't been broken yet, how did Master get in?"
Xie Wuyang had just sat down next to the barrier, closing his eyes and concentrating, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but prick up his ears.
After a long period of silence, a bell rang suddenly. Xie Wuyang felt a burning sensation on his waist. He opened his eyes and saw the Emperor's Heavenly Wood hanging around his waist.
It was winter, and the Emperor Sky Wood was dark in color, but at this moment it was coated with a layer of light by spiritual power, revealing the patterns of the formation.
Xie Wuyang paused for a moment, looked in the direction of Yun Wanzhou, and then followed Yun Wanzhou's gaze to the bell on Fu Zhitao's waist.
The bell emitted bursts of golden light, revealing a formation that was almost identical to the one on the Emperor's Heavenly Wood.
Yun Wanzhou's voice was cold and clear. "There's a spell I cast on your bell that can summon Shattered Snow."
As he spoke, Yun Wanzhou opened his eyelids and looked at Xie Wuyang.
Caught off guard by their gazes, Xie Wuyang hurriedly moved away, leaving Yun Wanzhou with a slightly paused gaze.
Yun Wanzhou moved his lips and found his voice again, "And the piece of Emperor Heavenly Wood on Wuyang's body, if he encounters any danger, I can sense it."
Xie Wuyang's eyes trembled and he suddenly turned his face away.
So that’s why Yun Wanzhou arrived so timely?
Including that time at Luohua Snow Mountain.
Xie Wuyang felt sad and closed his eyes again.
He suddenly felt that he was extremely despicable.
I had originally thought of using my identity as a disciple to obtain the Nightmare Stone from Yun Wanzhou.
Later, she gradually became hopeless, and her heart began to yearn for Yun Wanzhou's warmth and tenderness towards his disciple.
If one day he knew that his disciple was hiding the dirtiest and most pathetic soul in the world, how would he treat himself?
Just like in the previous life, kill him with one sword?
Almost immediately, Xie Wuyang had the answer in his mind.
Won't.
Given Yun Wanzhou's character, as long as he didn't reveal his disgusting past, he would not kill him even if he knew one day that his apprentice had been replaced.
Maybe he would be a little nicer to his disciple for his health's sake.
His waist and abdomen began to ache again. Xie Wuyang frowned and felt his body alternately hot and cold, like a world of ice and fire.
As his breath was scorching, a pair of cool hands touched his forehead, accompanied by several anxious calls, "Are you okay? Thank you for being okay..."
Xie Wuyang pressed his hand on his forehead and opened his eyes hazily. The person in front of him seemed to be separated by a layer of fog.
Xie Wuyang chuckled and murmured, "Master..."
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