Taoist students

Chapter 263 Dead Man
Dongfang Mo was caught by this woman, and the two stepped into the seventh floor in an instant.

Because his stature is half a head taller than this woman.

Therefore, the white-haired woman grabbed his neck with one hand, and her body involuntarily moved a little closer to him.

Dongfang Mo could even smell an intoxicating fragrance around his side. This smell seemed to have a hallucinogenic effect, so he involuntarily took two breaths.

"It's not honest to fall into my hands. The little Taoist sister advises you not to smell or look at it."

Just at this moment, the moving voice of the white-haired woman came from his ear.

A burst of fragrance sprayed on Dongfang Mo's ears, making him feel numb.

"Hey, you kid still has some skills, you can get this bundle of fairy ropes."

But in the next breath, the white-haired woman suddenly looked at a golden rope tied to his upper body, and said in surprise.

"If I hadn't been in a hurry, how could such a treasure have fallen into the hands of a little foundation-building monk like you. Now it's easy, if you fall asleep and encounter a pillow, it's bad luck for you, kid."

After saying that, the white-haired woman reached out and grabbed the golden rope directly from his body.

Then he was seriously injured and tied up.

Warm and cool fingers touched his naked upper body from time to time. Not only did Dongfang Mo not feel comfortable, but he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Because she couldn't use mana, the woman could only use a simple knot to tie Dongfang Mo, and she couldn't exert the power that the rope should have.

One end of the rope restrained Dongfang Mo with her backhand, and she held the other end firmly in her hand, with a distance of about three feet between the two.

Regarding the root of immortality in his hand and the black whip on his wrist, this woman did not put it away.

Presumably it was because, with her cultivation base, she disdained the previous monk who was seriously injured in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Dongfang Mo also heaved a sigh of relief when this woman no longer grabbed her neck.

Finally, there was no sense of danger that if this woman twisted hard, his neck would be broken.

But in his heart, he had already scolded him, he never thought that the rope he finally obtained would be used against him first, it is truly unpredictable.

"I advise you not to have any small thoughts. Don't say it is you, even if you are bound by my cultivation base, you may not be able to break free. But don't worry, as long as you are obedient, my sister will be very gentle. But If you are stubbornly resisting, then I don't mind giving you some pain."

The white-haired woman seemed to remind her.

"If the senior is seriously injured tonight, and you are still tied up, how can you make any waves."

Dongfang Mo couldn't see the slightest opening on his face.

"It's fine if you don't, let's go."

The white-haired woman smiled and turned to urge.

So far, he was in front, the woman was behind, and the two walked forward all the way.

Dongfang Mo's thoughts turned quickly, trying to find a good way to get out.

Xing Wu has been entangled by the bald man, judging from the situation just now, I'm afraid he can't protect himself, so he can't hope for it.

Now, not only was he seriously injured, but he also fell into the hands of this woman, and he didn't know where she was going to take him.

But he was very thoughtful, and suddenly it occurred to him that the bald man mentioned just now that the white-haired woman couldn't kill him, because "he" wanted to live.

The person who can give instructions to the bald man is definitely not the one who eats green.So this "he" should refer to the big blood clan leader who is covered in black robes.

What makes him strange is, why did this person specify to capture himself alive?
Although he couldn't think of a reason, Dongfang Mo would not be caught without a fight no matter what.

"Hmph, you can't use mana here, so no matter how good this rope is, it's just a little bit stronger."

Dongfang Mo disdained what the girl said just now, even if she was bound by this rope, she could not break free.

"It's not like there are people who want to trap me, Dongfang Mo, with ropes, but you little girl is still a little too late."

At this time, with a turn of the wrist, he backhanded the woman's way of tying the knot, feeling clearly, and a cunning light flashed in his eyes.

Before he practiced, he traveled the rivers and lakes for many years.It can be said that he is at his fingertips for the art of binding and breaking free from ropes.Therefore, he is not talking big.

However, the only troublesome thing is that under the heavy blows of the bald man, some cracks appeared in his viscera, which resulted in serious injuries, and he could not display half of his strength.Even if he breaks free, he may not be this woman's opponent.

Fortunately, the blood in his body was spinning rapidly, nourishing the injured internal organs and making them recover quickly.

A serious injury in terms of ordinary people, but in his opinion, it will be completely healed within five days.

At that time, he would try his best to escape from this woman's grasp.

So he walked all the way, pretending not to support himself halfway, holding the root of immortality in his hand, and standing on the ground like a wooden staff.

Even talk to this woman from time to time.

"Dare to ask senior's name!"

Hearing this, the white-haired woman gave him a strange look and said:
"Blood lotus."

Dongfang Mo didn't expect that this woman would actually answer him, so he continued:
"It turned out to be Senior Xuelian. The junior had offended me just now, and I still look forward to senior Haihan."

"Little Taoist, just say what you want to say, without beating around the bush."

The white-haired woman glanced at him angrily.

She is a person who has lived for an unknown amount of time, and the bridge she has walked is longer than that of Dongfang Mo, so she can easily see what she is thinking in her heart.

"This... but this junior is a bit slow, sorry for my blunt words, but I dare to ask senior where this is taking me."

Dongfang Mo pretended to be embarrassed, and spoke instead.

"The eighth floor."

The white-haired woman said.

"Why did you take me to the eighth floor?"

Dongfang Mo was puzzled.

"Use the last secret key in your hand to open the stone gate on the eighth floor."

"What's in the stone gate?"

"I don't know."

"Since the senior indicated that he wants the secret key in the junior's hand to open the stone gate, how could he not know what is in it?"

Dongfang Mo didn't believe it.

"Why, are you questioning me!"

The white-haired woman chuckled, but there was a trace of coldness in her eyes.

"The juniors dare not..."

Dongfang Mo said quickly.

At this time, his eyeballs rolled, and he felt that there was no need for this woman to lie to him, so he couldn't help but believe what she said.

"By the way, the younger generation was on the first few floors, and saw that there are many treasures on each floor, some are magic tools, some are spells, and there are spiritual herbs and medicines, etc. But on the sixth floor, they found There are many cages, and what kind of people are imprisoned in them."

"Those people are the captives of various races captured when my blood race was the strongest."

"I see."

Dongfang Mo nodded, it was almost the same as what he guessed, but he seemed to think of something in a flash, and continued:
"Then what's in the seventh floor?"

"You have a lot of questions. If you want to know what is in the seventh floor, you can see for yourself."

The white-haired woman seemed unwilling to answer.

Hearing this, Dongfang Mo suddenly raised his head and looked forward.

But the next moment, he looked a little horrified.

I saw that there were many figures in front of me, and the places I could see were too numerous to count.

There were men, women and children of all ages, and there was a strange blood in their eyes.

Dongfang Mo could tell at a glance that they were all blood clans.

"how is this possible!"

He exclaimed in surprise, he couldn't imagine why there were so many blood monks here.

You must know that the few of them came here, but they have gone through many hurdles.

First is the bone mountain, and then enters the spring, after breaking the five-element cycle formation, being swallowed by the bat gate, walking through the sea of ​​undead sand, and then entering the blood demon hall.

But where did these people come from?Could it be that it was here in the first place?

"wrong!"

But then he narrowed his eyes.

It was because although there were a large number of these people, they all stood still, and even the expressions on their faces did not change.

"dead?"

He murmured in surprise.

"Hehehe, don't be surprised, these are dead people, just empty bodies."

The white-haired woman smiled coquettishly.

"Then who are they?"

"These people used to be monks of our clan, but for some reason, they lost all their essence and blood, leaving only an empty shell."

After the words fell, the two had already approached the crowd, and the white-haired woman stretched out her jade palm and slapped it in the distance.

"call!"

Under the whistling of the palm wind, a middle-aged man about 40 years old suddenly turned into powder and sprinkled it down.Not only that, the powder disappeared without a trace while it was still in the air.

Seeing this scene, a strange light flashed in Dongfang Mo's eyes.

"Lost all the essence and blood?"

This is the same as the monks I saw on the sixth floor before.

Because the blood race cultivates with the way of blood, the body can be said to be made of fresh blood.After losing the essence and blood, it is like losing the entire body.Then the empty shell left here is just the impurities left on the body.

So under one touch, there is not even any powder left.

Those people in the sixth cage, because they are not blood cultivators, lost their essence and blood, leaving a shriveled corpse, which turned into powder at the touch of a touch.

"But where did the blood of these people go? Could it be related to the eighth floor?"

Dongfang Mo couldn't help thinking.

"It's too slow to go on like this, let's go, I'll take you for a ride."

Just when he was full of thoughts, he only heard the white-haired woman say suddenly.

After finishing speaking, he grabbed his arm, and the two of them turned into a blurred afterimage, galloping away from the crowd.

Wherever it passed, the "people" on both sides poured out one after another, and then all disappeared.

"Damn!"

Along the way, the two have been marching for three days.Although most of Dongfang Mo's injuries had recovered, he was not sure at all.

Because even in the heyday, he might not be able to please this woman, let alone now, after all, he is not Xing Wu.

If this continues, he will definitely be taken to the eighth floor by this woman.

If what he expected was right, Qing Che and the blood clan leader were waiting on the eighth floor. At that time, even if he recovered, it would be useless.

So while being grabbed by the shoulder by this woman, I saw him turn his wrist and lightly touch the place where the knot was made on the back a few times.

Strangely, the knot was easily loosened.

Dongfang Mo held the loose end of the rope in his palm to prevent the woman from noticing it.

Just after the two of them turned around a stone pillar, there was a sudden shock on his shoulder.

"boom!"

A huge force of repulsion rolled out.

Caught off guard, the white-haired woman was freed from his hands by him.

Seeing this, Dongfang Mo was overjoyed.

Because one end of the golden rope was caught by this woman, he let go of the other end without hesitation.

Even if it is learned from the woman that this magic weapon called the Immortal Binding Cable is not an ordinary thing in the eyes of the monks in the Infant Transformation Realm, but compared with Xiaoming, no matter how expensive the magic weapon is, it is not as good.

The moment he let go, his figure quickly retreated.As the footsteps moved, there was a "dong dong" sound, and he was about to flee for his life on the way he came.

The white-haired woman looked at his disappearing figure in astonishment, and smiled charmingly after a while.

"It's cunning."

With a trembling of her arm, the golden rope in her hand suddenly bulged into a soft bag, wrapping around Dongfang Mo's feet.

Dongfang Mo's ears trembled, and he had already noticed this.

With a sway of his body to the left, he dodged easily.

Seeing this, the white-haired woman frowned, looking a little unhappy.

As soon as he stepped on his jade feet, a white afterimage flashed past, and the distance between the two of them was shortened in an instant.

But Dongfang Mo quickly dodged behind a stone pillar, and disappeared into the "crowd" in the blink of an eye.

The figure of the white-haired woman shot towards him, but when she looked up, there were vivid figures in front of her eyes. As for the little Taoist priest, she didn't know where she was hiding.

Seeing this scene, a bone-chilling chill flashed in his beautiful eyes.

(End of this chapter)