Little Junior Sister Society fears but draws sword

Chapter 82

With the strength of the three of them, if they abandon the ship, there is no chance of survival, but the people on the ship will undoubtedly die.

Wen Ruyu has ways to deal with it, but she can't guarantee their comprehensiveness.

So he asked the two if they dared.

"Come!"

Lu Yun didn't hesitate, she stared at Wen Ruyu with clear eyes, the ups and downs in her eyes were hard to distinguish, but there was no fear.

Meeting those eyes, Wen Ruyu smiled faintly, it was the flower under the moon, so bright and unparalleled.

Both of them looked at Wen Renshi.

"Hehe, mountains of swords and seas of fire, nine heavens of darkness, they are all mere errands, since I have been invited when I hear people, I should accompany you through this experience."

The handsome eyes flow, the jade fan shakes lightly, and when he hears people, he stands with a smile, with a graceful demeanor without fear.

"Okay! Borrow the sword and use it."

Wen Ruyu drank lightly, this exchange was only a blink of an eye.

He took the back needle, took a step, and walked towards the love scholar, the blade slashed at the palm of his hand, and the blood flowed.

He stretched out his hand, used his fingertips as a pen, and used blood as ink to outline the forbidden formation.

When the strokes started, outside the treasure ship, the wind and clouds were turbulent, and the sky was dark, as if a storm was brewing.

Those who didn't know stood on the board of the boat and looked at the sky, quite puzzled.

On the lowest floor of the cabin, Lu Yun and Wen Renshi stood still under Wen Ruyu's guidance, while Lu Yun, who was maintaining the curtain and umbrella, showed Wuzhuo again.

The epee was stuck on the ground, supporting Lu Yun's crumbling body.

She wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth, and shook her head at the question of the last two: "Continue."

Although he was seriously injured, he couldn't die for the time being.

If you can't die, you have to do it!
With the sword as the bone, Lu Yun stood straight.

Wen Ruyu's blood floated in the air, outlining a series of weird runes, and those runes were connected to each other, pressing on the love scholar.

At this moment, the love letter student's body swelled like a balloon, and the fleshy ball was dripping with blood, which looked disgusting and horrifying.

"Ugh!" Wang Shao vomited on the ground.

He knew what was going to happen, but he didn't believe that the three of them could prevent the suicide of the love letter student.

He crawled on the ground with difficulty, his palm was scratched, leaving blood marks.

He crawled out towards the door.

Go out, and you can call someone to come when you go out!

The door of the cabin was very close, but Wang Shao couldn't move it.

A sword pierced his spine, pinning him in place.

The cold air of Han Jiangxue spread, and the frost and snow turned into ice. Wang Shao survived, his waist was covered in ice, and his limbs could still move.

The movements are twitching, and the limbs are paddling on the ground like a turtle bastard, which can be described as ugly.

Lu Yun didn't give the other party any extra looks.

Among the three of them, there was a cheerful smile on the swollen face and eyes of the love letter student.

"You can't stop it, hahaha!"

His consciousness is disappearing, but the aura in his body is rising, and he crosses it in one step, and when he reaches the Nascent Soul, it still continues.

At the price of his soul, Love Scholar wanted to forcibly restore his full strength at this last moment. Once he succeeded, Wen Ruyu would really have nothing to do.

Fortunately, enough is enough!
After finishing the last stroke, Wen Ruyu's body trembled and she stopped with difficulty.

He can't fall yet.

Spiritual knowledge triggers the runes, the runes gather together, and the formation is formed.

In a moment, Lu Yun felt that the spiritual power in his body was being crazily drawn again, not only him, but also when he heard people.

The spiritual power in her body was exhausted in an instant, Lu Yun swallowed a pill, and before she could turn it into her own use, the spiritual power in the pill was gone.

Lu Yun simply threw the elixir towards the formation, and sure enough, the elixir turned into a pile of useless powder as soon as it touched the formation.

"Lu Yun, he's going to lose it!"

When Wenren gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence, in fact, he couldn't do it anymore, but fortunately, he was physically stronger than Wen Ruyu.

"I can still hold on."

Wen Ruyu spoke very slowly, word by word, as light as the wind, fleeting.

With Wen Ruyu's body, it was undoubtedly forcing her.

But Lu Yun couldn't help them, and when the battle started, she couldn't move.

She frowned, looked at the weak expressions of the two, and pursed her lips with a dignified expression.

"Die, all die!"

The voice condensed with hatred fell, and the last mentality of the love scholar disappeared invisible.

The rise in strength in his body finally stopped at the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and he failed to get his wish.

Flesh cracked, bones crushed to pieces.

The self-destruction has finally begun, and the self-destruction of the Nascent Soul cultivator is enough to crush them in an instant.

She could see that the formation was deforming, and the elixir thrown in sank silently.

What they faced was a huge mouth of the abyss, and those pills could not satisfy each other's appetite at all.

No, no, not enough spiritual power!

With the spiritual power of the three of them alone, they couldn't support this large formation at all, and as Wen Ruyu who started the formation, he absolutely knew this.

Lu Yun's eyelids trembled, she looked at Wen Ruyu suddenly, her expression was horrified, and her voice was extremely dry.

"You have to sacrifice yourself."

It's not a question, it's an affirmation.

There was surprise in Wen Ruyu's eyes, as if she didn't expect Lu Yun to guess it, then she smiled again.

That smile was Wen Ruyu's usual gentleness, even his voice didn't change much.

"What we are facing is Nascent Soul self-destruction, and you and I are just foundation-builder cultivators. Together, the three of us can barely survive the Golden Core."

The power of the cultivator's self-destruction is already terrifying, plus the distance across two large realms, pulling everyone on board, is not enough for this large formation to absorb.

The only way is that he, as the leader of the array, perform sacrifices.

His spiritual power, his flesh and blood, his spiritual knowledge, his soul, everything he has will become the nutrient of this great formation, nourishing it to grow.

To Wen Ruyu, sacrificing one person to benefit so many people is actually a fair deal.

And he likes this decision that he leads.

In the teacher's school, those people always felt that he was weak and overwhelmed, and he was cautious in everything he did.

As long as what he wants to do is life-threatening, those people will refuse.

It's as if he is fragile porcelain that cannot be knocked and bumped.

He knew those people cared, but he didn't want to.

He thought, since he lived in this posture, why should he be afraid to die in this posture.

It is better to comfort the common people with death than dying.

Moreover, if he can get these two confidants before he dies, he will die without regret.

"Wen Ruyu, stop!"

He yelled when he heard people, but Wen Ruyu just pretended not to hear it, his body was weaker than everyone else, and he walked towards the center of the formation step by step.

There, the love letter exploded long ago, leaving behind a ball of blood cells that was compressed to the extreme and would rebound at any time.

The coercion inside the ball is daunting.

Wen Ruyu didn't stop.

It can be seen that his body began to crack because he was close to the center of the formation. The blood seemed to be guided to float into the formation.

If this continues, Wen Ruyu will undoubtedly die.

"Wen Ruyu!"

Lu Yunhan spoke in a cold voice, her voice was extremely calm.

When the other party turned his head to look over, Lu Yun pulled himself up and walked slowly.

"You get out of the way!"

The three words cold and cold, like a thousand weights, hit Wen Ruyu's heart and made him breathless.

He looked panicked, as if he had seen a ghost.

She's moving.

How can she be moving!
(End of this chapter)