Cannon fodder master, she became a group favorite after tearing up the script

Chapter 182 Waiting for him to successfully overcome the tribulation

Lou Qinghan automatically took on the role of Demon Lord.

The whole person was so gloomy.

Forget it, he should go directly to Cangmiao Sect.

Ji Wuye knew that Lou Qinghan probably didn't recognize him, he was the boy from more than ten years ago.

But even if they recognize it, the communication between the two just now will not change in any way.

The man was coming to the door of the room where Qian Fangfang was going to rape him.

Suddenly, there was nothing under his feet, and a huge hole appeared in the stone ground.

Ji Wuye was sucked in before he could react.

Two years later

When Yan returned to the hall, the woman in white suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

Yu Yan suddenly opened her eyes.

A gleam of clarity flashed across the bottom of the peach blossom eyes, and soon that smear of clarity spread to the entire pair of eyes.

The woman blinked, and she reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth.

Yu Yan looked at the bruised blood on the ground as if nothing had happened.

A spell to clean up.

After being forced for two years, she was finally forced out.

It can be regarded as the price for her to forcibly carry out the second natal contract.

The cultivation base that was faintly about to break through, now fell directly.

Fortunately, it can still maintain the realm of the late Mahayana.

However, the range of consciousness has increased.

It can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, and the cultivation level can be improved at any time.

Yu Yan looked very openly, she lowered her head to look at the dusty dress, a trace of disgust flashed between her brows and eyes.

It's all because the retreat was too hasty that day, so that the basic self-protection barrier was not opened.

a quarter of an hour later

inner sanctuary
The sound of rushing water sounded.

Peach petals completely cover the clear water.

The woman's smooth white shoulders were exposed out of the water, her slender arms carried the water, and the skin was stained with peach blossoms, which made the originally fair skin more clear.

The water she picked up slid down her neck to her collarbone, and then sank into the water.

The three thousand black silks were wetted by water vapor, half of them were draped behind their backs, and half of them were draped over their chests.

The hazy mist was steaming, Yu Yan closed her eyes and sighed comfortably.

Originally, she wanted to go to the main peak to soak in the hot springs.

It's just that it's daytime, even if she can hold up a completely shielding barrier, but with so many disciples on the main peak, she's somewhat uncomfortable.

It's not like she hasn't been there during the day before.

Why are you suddenly hesitating now?

Yu Yan frowned slightly, and stopped thinking if she couldn't figure it out.

Just as the woman closed her eyes and meditated, there was a sudden fluctuation outside the hall.

Soon the sound of rumbling thunder and calamity covered it.

Yu Yan immediately opened her eyes.

Goose back outside the hall
Feng Su's Golden Core Thunder Tribulation is falling continuously.

Yu Yan avoided the thunder disaster area and sat directly at the table under the peach blossom tree.

The strands of hair had already been dried by her magic, and now they were pinned by a white jade hairpin.

After realizing that Ji Wuye's room was empty, Yu Yan took out the communication stone.

Sure enough, the one belonging to Ji Wuye was on.

"Master, the disciple has gone out to practice."

A simple confession, but Yu Yan could imagine Ji Wuye's expression when he said this.

It must be firm and awkward, clear and unruly.

That's right, Ji Wuye is a contradictory person in Yuyan's place.

Yu Yan curled her lips slightly, and put away the communication stone.

Then brewed a cup of spiritual tea, and quietly waited for Feng Su to successfully cross the catastrophe.

But at the moment when the teacup touched her lips, Yu Yan suddenly remembered something.

In memory, the masked boy seemed to be asking her for a reward.

Yu Yan unconsciously took a sip of tea, she blinked.

Then he looked at the house shrouded in purple thunder and started to be in a daze.

Anyway, it's too late to prepare.

(End of this chapter)