She is Jianxiu

Chapter 21 Chapter [-]
Everyone dared not act rashly.

Just as Hong Qisheng separated his body in front of them, his head still rolled down at Menghan's feet.

Feng Sanchu looked at his senior brother in horror, not daring to make a sound.

Menghan's expression was also very solemn, he moved his lips, and said in a breathy voice: "The foundation building period!"

Everyone's face changed drastically, and their hearts jumped into their throats.The brothers and sisters of the Liao family were shaking like sifting chaff. Everyone knew that their fate might have to be accounted for here.

Zhao Chun was dripping with cold sweat, and the sound of his own thunderous heartbeat was heard next to his ears.Suddenly, the eyes darkened, as if being in endless darkness.

"Brother Meng!"

It was Feng Sanchu's voice!
Menghan replied to him: "Don't act rashly, we should be in some kind of imprisoned magic weapon!" After finishing speaking, he paused, and then said: "If there is, just say something."

Zhao Chun replied: "Zhao Chun is here!" Then he heard the Liao family brothers and sisters respond, and a moment later, a woman's trembling cry sounded: "I am Hong Qian, and my mother and I are here!"

That was for the Hong family, otherwise they wouldn't have brought these two with them.That being the case, if you can negotiate well, you still have a chance to survive!Zhao Chun frowned, hoping that the other party would be afraid of the Lingzhen Sect and listen to what they said.

Feng Sanchu comforted the mother and daughter of the Hong family, and comforted everyone: "Brother Meng is an official disciple of the Lingzhen Sect, and he is about to break through the Foundation Establishment. That senior, for the sake of the senior brother and my Lingzhen Sect, Don’t dare to make things difficult.”

He didn't hear Menghan's reply, only his heavy breathing.

Zhao Chun secretly felt that something was wrong, and his heart became more and more uncertain.

After an unknown amount of time, a light shone out of the darkness.

The candle was flickering, the tip of her nose was raised slightly, and she smelled the smell of rust, everyone was in a dark room!
There were only two white candles lit in the surrounding area, and two finger-thick wax oil had accumulated in the candlesticks. When I stepped into a shallow puddle, I looked down at the dim candlelight and saw that it was almost viscous plasma.

Such a scene made ordinary monks short of breath, let alone the mother and daughter of the Hong family. The two screamed and hid their faces in their hands, moving their feet and feet, but they couldn't find a clean place.

Zhao Chun and the others had no time to look after them, they all held their breaths and concentrated, if something was wrong, they would strike immediately.

"Relax, everyone."

No one appeared, only an old voice filled the dark room, and they didn't dare to relax, their spiritual energy was lifted to the dantian, and they put on a state of utmost defense.

As if amused, the man let out a short and sharp laugh, and mocked: "I'm so scared, a few pigs."

Meng Han clenched his fists, bowed forward and said: "I don't know which senior is here, we are disciples of Yougu Lingzhen Sect, senior..."

"Of course I know that you are from the Lingzhen sect, so what does it have to do with me?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhao Chun and others' hearts sank to the bottom of the valley.

"As for the Daoist? I don't have any status. I might have had it in the past, but it doesn't matter now." The voice was a little lonely, and then it turned into strange surprise, "Let me see, they are all good babies, and there are still the right ones." Compatriots belong to the same class!"

Liao Xiaoyi shrank behind her brother, her face full of horror.

"Don't be afraid, no one can escape." He comforted him gently, seeing the two hugging and weeping, he said happily: "Let me have an appetizer first!"

A small square opening was unscrewed on the top of the dark room, and the light was cast through it. The Liao family brothers and sisters screamed suddenly, their bodies floated upwards, and were gradually brought out by the small opening.

After the two disappeared, the small mouth was closed again.

Zhao Chun only felt chills all over his body, the fate of the two people was uncertain, even if they survived by luck, the ending would not be so good.

Feng Sanchu also stared, pinching each other with both hands, forcing himself not to cry out, his face was already pale.

Only Menghan remained calm, with his eyes closed, his brows furrowed, and he thought carefully about the way to escape.

Time was running fast in the stalemate, Zhao Chun didn't dare to close her eyes, but it was too tiring to maintain the state of concentration all the time, when she woke up, only Menghan was still awake, and the others had already fallen asleep.

"You can close your eyes for a while and get enough energy."

But Zhao Chun couldn't accept his kindness, and persuaded: "Brother, rest, I slept together." He is the support of this group of people, if he falls down, there is really no hope.

Menghan leaned against the wall, seeing that she was still calm and self-possessed, he was surprised and said: "You little girl, you are more daring than others!"

Is Zhao Chun afraid?

To be honest, she was really scared.

Who is not afraid of death?She has only lived in this world for less than 11 years. In the first ten years, she was in a daze. It was only when she set foot on the fairy road that she made friends and had some concerns.She broke through to the second level of Qi training at such a young age. Although she is not a top genius, Zhao Chun has the confidence to go to a higher and farther place. She is not reconciled to dying here!

"It's useless to be afraid. I don't want to die, so I don't want to be afraid either."

Meng Han raised his head and curled his lips: "No wonder Junior Brother values ​​you."

After being silent for a while, I heard him say again: "The future is boundless..." Then he chuckled, "The premise is that you can survive."

Zhao Chun was speechless, he sat quietly and mobilized his aura to breathe out.

The bursting of candle flames was the only sound in the dark room, without this sound, the extreme silence would drive people crazy.

The small opening on the top of the head was unscrewed again, and the glaring white light made people in the dark room invisible. The voice was full of satisfaction, but made people chill for no reason: "Two of the three spiritual roots are heavy dishes. It seems that the heavens Prefer this way, and want this way to receive this great blessing!"

The three spirit roots refer to Zhao Chun and Menghan.

The two looked at each other, and a strong force of attraction came from their bodies, pulling them away from the small mouth.

Zhao Chun only felt that the vision in front of him was strange, and his mind was in a trance for a few breaths, until his feet stepped on the ground, his vision became clear.

This is a poorly furnished stone cave, with a dusty futon in the middle, and a row of cabinet shelves in a mess.

The old man with yellow brows stood in front of them, his body bent, his dark yellow skin tightly hugged his bones, his eye sockets were dark, he looked like a skinned skeleton.

Zhao Chun noticed that there were several familiar small balls buried in the dust under the shelf, so he winked at Menghan.

"Are you a disciple of Changhui sect?" Menghan also saw the origin of the little ball and asked.

The old Taoist with yellow brows smiled sadly: "He is well-informed, but this Taoist has been away from the sect for many years, so he can't be regarded as a member of the Changhui sect."

"You are Yue Zuan!" Meng Han said firmly, Zhao Chun saw his face pale "shua", and was terrified rarely.

"Abandoned disciples of the Changhui sect."

People in the world often call Yue Zuan by it, because he stole the secret technique from his sect, harmed his fellow sects, made friends with evil cultivators, was deposed by the sect, and thrown into exile in the small world.

Now, he is standing in Hengyun World, standing in front of the two of them...

"It was I who abandoned Changhuimen! It's not they who abandoned me!" Yue Zuan stood up, he was only as tall as Zhao Chun, and he was showing signs of exhaustion, with cloudy eyes contracted in his two empty eye sockets. Tongren, he leaned closer to the two of them: "Forget it, they are going to die anyway, so it's useless to talk to you two."

"Where are the brothers and sisters you captured earlier?"

Yue Zuan turned his head to Zhao Chun, who was asking the question, and said slowly: "Little girl, what are you doing so much?" He put his hand on Zhao Chun's shoulder, even through the clothes, Zhao Chun felt a chill .

"Let's go, I will take you to meet them and be with your senior brothers and sisters!"

His hands were surprisingly strong, he squeezed Zhao Chun and walked towards the inner room, there were two crisp sounds from the shoulder blades under his hands, it was actually crushed!
Meng Han swung his fist and was about to strike, but Yue Zuan blocked it with a wave of his sleeve, and from nowhere he summoned a bundle of golden ropes, binding Meng Han's hands and feet firmly.

"I can't kill you right now, just stay here! I will find a good place for you after I take care of this little girl!"

Half of Zhao Chun's body was already in severe pain, and he was completely unable to move below the broken shoulder, and could only be dragged inward by Yue Zuan.

(End of this chapter)