Chapter 66 The strange Wen Zhi and the mysterious Wang Xiao corpse...

Although Wen Zhihe's expression remained the same, his overall temperament seemed to have changed.

The cold air that was originally emanating from his body turned into a gentle breeze, swirling around his body.

If he had ears on his head, they would have drooped down by now, and he would be lowering his head meekly.

"Can I see it?"

Yun Heng was seriously looking at the immobile black bug in his palm, with a look of disdain on his face. Hearing this, he glanced at her sideways, "Ah Yu, if you want to see it, come over here. Would I not let you see it?"

Xie Tingyu muttered to himself, "Maybe they really won't show it to me."

But Yun Heng was a powerful being in the Tribulation Crossing Stage after all, so he was naturally not afraid that Xie Tingyu, a young man who had reached the eighth level of heaven, could cheat in front of him.

This is his confidence in his own cultivation.

"Thank you, Master."

Hearing Xie Tingyu's gentle voice, Wen Zhi withdrew his coldness and smiled gently, "Junior sister's injury has not recovered yet, don't worry too much."

Hearing this, Yun Heng was also shocked, "What do you mean, why don't you care about your master?"

Wen Zhiyu shrugged, "Master, your cultivation is unfathomable, who can hurt you?"

Xie Tingyu glanced at Wen Zhiyu and sneered in his heart.

"You."

Xie Tingyu and Wen Zhiyu were not far away from each other, and Xie Tingyu's thoughts were transmitted to Wen Zhiyu's mind without any surprise, but Wen Zhiyu remained calm and his heart was not beating.

Junior sister is really smart.

Xie Tingyu did not take the black bug from Yunheng's hand. The bug looked extremely ugly and kept emitting a foul odor.

When Chen Chanyi took it out from the remaining skin and bones of Wang Xiao, it was still a round ball, as if it was filled with a lot of flesh and blood.

But as time passed, the insect became longer and longer, and by the time Xie Tingyu looked over, it was almost emaciated.

The bald head, which was larger than the body, moved in Yunheng's palm, but could not break Yunheng's body.

Immediately, he let out a dissatisfied "hissing" sound.

Obviously, this insect also has the instinct to devour flesh and blood, but it is helpless because Yun Heng's body in the Tribulation Period is almost indestructible, and it cannot fulfill its wish.

"Master said that this insect is full of demonic energy and devil energy, why didn't you mention ghost energy?"

"The ghost energy above is strong, it seems that it is not just a simple infection." Xie Tingyu straightened his back and looked directly into Yunheng's eyes.

Yun Heng has white hair, but his eyes are not cloudy, but full of energy, as if he can see through everything and directly understand Xie Tingyu's thoughts and ideas, leaving him nowhere to hide.

Xie Tingyu was not afraid of this kind of power. The pressure from the Ghost Lord was truly unfathomable, like an abyss with no bottom that could be swallowed by darkness at any time.

"When were you injured? Why is your breath leaking so severely?"

Chen Chanyi, who had been silent for a long time beside Yunheng, suddenly spoke. Yunheng moved his mouth, silently withdrew his hand, pinched the black insect in the palm of his hand, and turned it into a ball of black mist that disappeared into the stagnant air in the secret room.

Xie Tingyu's mouth twitched, and he took a few steps back with a look of disgust.

Coincidentally, like Chen Chanyi, they avoided Yun Heng as far as possible.

As for Shi Yun, she had already retreated to the door of the secret room with Cheng Yan, who was weakened by the Soul-Chasing Yin.

"Junior sister seems tired, I will take her back first." Wen Zhiyu had come behind Xie Tingyu at some point, waiting for an opportunity to take her away.

Wen Zhiyu subconsciously reached out to grab her wrist. Xie Tingyu did not resist and followed Wen Zhiyu's strength to get closer to him.

She glanced at the stone platform behind Yunheng, her eyes fell on the miserable corpse. After all, he was Lecturer Xuan Yuntian. After his inexplicable death, he was just covered with a tattered black robe and placed on the stone platform like an object for people to see.

I wonder how Wang Xiao’s remaining soul would feel when he sees his own wolf?

Xie Tingyu blinked his eyes, and two purple-gold rays of light appeared in his pupils, directly detecting the turbid air inside Wang Xiao's skin.

It seems that he is not a pure-blooded monk.

Xie Tingyu smiled.

'Then it's no big deal if I die.'

She was not a good person from the beginning to the end, let alone someone who showed ill will towards her and openly made things difficult for her when they first met.

Wang Xiao’s death would at most serve as a reminder to her that her current strength was weak, and if she did not use her ghost power, she would definitely not dare to confront Monk Wang Haichao.

While Xie Tingyu was thinking, he tightened his grip on his right wrist a little more. Wen Zhiyu was looking straight ahead, and his hand gently pinched it. Xie Tingyu came to his senses, and followed him with big strides in confusion, walking side by side with Wen Zhiyu.

At this time, the postures of the two were very awkward. Wen Zhi and Fear of hurting her wrist silently relaxed.

"Stop watching that kind of stuff."

His voice was gentle and warm, and his face looked calm and composed.

It seemed like just a casual remark, but Xie Tingyu always felt that there was warmth and hidden meaning in his words.

She was no longer as resistant to Wen Zhiyu as before, but she also didn't want Wen Zhiyu to hold her hand all the time.

Just as she was about to pull her hand away after thinking about it, Wen Zhiyu suddenly let go of her wrist.

Although Xie Tingyu's plan failed, he achieved his goal.

She wondered if Wen Zhiyu was the roundworm in her stomach.

Wen Zhi placed his palm on the secret door guard of the secret room. In an instant, blue lines spread out where his palm touched, extending around the secret door like a spider web.

With a slight sound, the secret door opened a crack.

He let Xie Tingyu go out first, and he turned back the moment he walked out the door, glanced coldly in the direction of Wang Xiao with his phoenix eyes.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist."

A female voice without any emotion came from afar. Xie Tingyu walked out of the secret room and looked up. Ze Lan was wearing a light red gauze dress and standing side by side with Han Xunzhen.

Standing at the exit of the secret room.

Han Xunzhen held the jade slip in his hand. He lowered his head slightly and clenched the jade slip tightly in his hand.

When Ze Lan saw Xie Tingyu coming over, she quickly walked down, almost leaping down in one step.

There is an anxious heart hidden under the calm face.

Han Xunzhen shook his head on the steps and rubbed the place on his back where Zelan had pinched him.

Senior sister is so cruel, how could she do this, are we really siblings?

Han Xunzhen appears calm on the surface, but can't help feeling a little sad when she sees her senior sister being so attentive to Xie Tingyu. When has her senior sister ever been so kind to someone?

Even Master has never seen Senior Sister be so filial.

Can the word filial piety be used here?

Han Xunzhen was torn between his conscience and his desires, thinking a bunch of strange thoughts.

Ze Lan pushed Wen Zhiyu aside all of a sudden. Wen Zhiyu was caught off guard and blinked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

"You are the one who takes care of her like this? You brought her out for some fresh air before her injuries have healed? And you brought her to a place like this. What if you bump into her?"

Ze Lan's voice was filled with anger. It was rare that he had said so much. Xie Tingyu gently pulled Ze Lan's sleeve, trying to persuade her. Who would have thought that Ze Lan would actually protect Xie Tingyu behind him? "Fellow Daoist Xie, please don't try to dissuade me. I know you want to say that Fellow Daoist Wen is right, but this sentence needs to be made clear."

"Ah... not really. I just wanted to say that I'm hungry. Can you let me go have a meal?" So Xie Tingyu looked pitiful and aggrieved. Was it because he was hungry?

Hearing this, Ze Lan was stunned and didn't know what to say.

Han Xunzhen burst out laughing when he saw this, "Hahaha, sorry, I forgot you were the youngster."

Wen Zhi and Chong Zelan raised their eyebrows. "Fellow Daoist Zelan, now that you know what is happening, you are here to blame me. But how could you let Junior Sister fall into the illusion alone and cause her to suffer such serious injuries?"

"Isn't the red line my junior sister gave you enough for your reaction?" Wen Zhiyu usually looks like a humble gentleman, but at this moment he didn't seem to have any intention of giving in. He was afraid of disturbing Xie Tingyu's mind, so he set up a barrier in front of Xie Tingyu to isolate the sound.

"What do you want to eat, Junior Sister? I'll get it for you." Wen Zhi turned around with a gentle look on his face, which was completely different from the expression he had when he was arguing with Ze Lan.

Ze Lanben also blamed himself for losing Xie Tingyu in the 'Gate of Death' of the underground palace, causing her to almost lose her life. Even though she was rescued now, she was seriously injured.

Xie Tingyu had a headache just watching this, and suddenly he heard the clear sound of a small bell bursting into the secret room, like the sound of nature breaking through the darkness, carving out a bright and clean path in the quarrel.

Wen Zhiyu has been really abnormal recently. His bad temper, sharp tongue, and almost unmatched weirdness make him like a completely different person.

"I want to eat Xuan Yuntian's peach blossom pastry." Xie Tingyu stared at the direction where Bai Lingling was running, and answered Wen Zhiyu's question at the same time.

Hearing this, Wen Zhihe hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll take you back to your residence first, and then I'll go out and buy it for you."

Xie Tingyu tilted her head, not quite understanding why Wen Zhiyu was so persistent in not letting her out of his sight.

It was like he was afraid that something might happen to her the next moment, or that she might die at any time.

Tenderness and real fear.

He saw Xie Tingyu being stabbed through the heart in front of him, and he was powerless to do anything. He didn't want to experience that kind of pain again.

Xie Tingyu Wunai said "hmm", "In that case, thank you very much, Senior Brother, but Daoist Fellow Ze Lan and I can go together."

When she said this, Zelan did not respond immediately, but glanced at her cautiously, and the self-blame in Zelan's eyes was about to overflow.

Xie Tingyu was at a loss, "Don't cry, don't cry, my dear sister, I don't mean to blame you."

The word "good sister" made Han Xunzhen unable to hold back her laughter again, "Hurry up and comfort my sister, she has been blaming herself for several days, and she is in a daze every day... Mainly because she can't control her emotions, and she hurts people at any time. The disciples in the building have reported it to the master many times, but no one dares to intervene."

A reasonable guess is that Han Xunzhen was beaten by Zelan himself.

Ze Lan's eyes welled up with tears. Xie Tingyu asked when he had seen this scene since he met Ze Lan. "That illusion was left behind by an ancient great being. Isn't it possible for a cultivator at the Qi Xiaoyao realm to detect and resist it?"

For some reason, Xie Tingyu felt that there seemed to be a hint of resentment in Zelan's eyes.

It seemed that she did not like this excuse of comfort.

Wen Zhiyu couldn't bear it anymore. Xie Tingyu's way of comforting her was too lame. Seeing her sincere eyes, Zelan felt even more guilty.

Even tears are about to fall.

Bai Lingling finally ran down from outside. She was slightly startled by the atmosphere at the scene, and then she jumped to Xie Tingyu's side, "Miss Xie, you are finally awake. Sister Zelan and I have been worried about you for the past few days."

"Fortunately you are okay, otherwise Sister Zelan would feel so guilty."

She whined and reached out to hug Xie Tingyu, but was blocked by a hand in mid-air.

The warm and gentle voice was like a poisonous snake, clinging to the back of Bai Lingling's neck.

"She's still injured."

Bai Lingling curled her lips and stepped back, her lively deer eyes looking directly at Xie Tingyu, her watery eyes telling of her grievance.

Xie Tingyu smiled and waved at Bai Lingling, pretending not to notice Wen Zhihe's gloomy face, and changed the subject, "I suddenly remembered that Cheng Yan told me before that Master brought back six people. So besides us, who else is there?"