Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 576 One King and Three Queens!
Masters like Zhou Laotan and Jin Huanzhen, although not like him and Fu Nanda, who know the fetal breathing method, can still hold their breath for a while. The only thing they have to worry about is that the methane gas will be ignited by someone, which would be very troublesome.

The couple thought about it and decided that with his martial arts skills, it would be possible for him to enter the flood discharge channel before the heavy steel gate closed. So they entered the flood discharge channel without hesitation, walked forward for a distance after passing the gate, and stopped to wait.

An Long prayed for Master Chai while following quickly. It was not that the fat man had a kind heart, he was praying for himself. He could only live if Chai Shao was alive. If Chai Shao died, he did not want to experience the pain of the life and death talisman a second time.

After they left, Chu Pingsheng said to Shafang, "You leave too."

"Can you do it alone?"

The steel door was more than two meters high and nearly two meters wide. It was extremely thick and heavy. There was nothing nearby to leverage on, so she was a little worried.

"Don't worry, it's just a small problem. I'm fine."

"..."

Shafang hesitated for a moment and chose to let go.

"Take her with you." Chu Pingsheng nodded towards Fu Junyu who was lying on the cold and slippery ground.

Sha Fangli ignored him, jumped up, and flew into the flood discharge channel like a dark green bird.

Hey, she still has a bad temper.

Chu Pingsheng shook his head helplessly, loosened his grip, and the iron chain retracted at an extremely fast speed. The gate fell with a bang, blocking the flood discharge channel.

"Sect Master, Sect Master..."

puff……

puff……

Faintly from inside could be heard the shouts of Zhou Laotan and his wife and the sound of palms hitting the gate.

He didn't care, jumped off the platform, and was about to hug Fu Junyu, when suddenly, his ears moved.

Huh?
After a slight hesitation, he tapped the ground with his toes and flew into the air, circling half a circle like a hawk, heading towards the dark tunnel on the left side of the corridor.

When he came down from above, he noticed the situation on the left, but because Shafang and Rong Jiaojiao were waiting in the right passage, and the voices of Fu Nanda and others were also coming from the right, he did not bother to investigate. The coughing sound he just caught came from the tunnel on the left, and as he went deeper, the pungent smell became stronger and stronger, as if the methane was coming from the tunnel on the left.

When he raised his right hand, lit the "Guo Xiang flashlight" and looked inside, he understood.

At the end of the tunnel was a hollow cave that sloped downwards and twisted. It was unknown how deep it was, and it was filled with a green, indigo-spotted, moss-like plant.

The leaking biogas should be produced and emitted by these moss-like plants.

There was originally a steel plate blocking the middle of the tunnel and the cavity. Now the steel plate has been retracted into the slot, and the mechanism controlling the partition next to it has been damaged by humans.

Next to the mechanism was a woman lying on her back. She was wearing a white dress, with long flowing hair and blood stains on her sleeves. A closer look revealed a nearly two-inch wound on her right shoulder. The blood that was flowing out was not red but purple-black. Combined with her sallow complexion and sweat on her forehead, it was clear that she had been poisoned.

It was none other than Cihang Jingzhai’s contemporary saintly lady Shi Feixuan, Xu Ziling’s dream lover.

At this moment, her lips moved, her head shook slightly, and her hands tucked into her sleeves scratched around, making a sound not much louder than a mosquito's hum, which sounded like she was saying "No, no..."

Chu Pingsheng probed into the empty hole next to him and looked at the plants. He thought that the gas should not only be methane, but also contain hallucinogenic components.

He pondered for a moment, and just as he was about to pull up Shi Feixuan's hand to feel her pulse, a fire stick slipped out from between her fingers and rolled to Chu Pingsheng's feet.

"really……"

He took Shi Feixuan's hand and felt her pulse, which was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, very unstable. He then grabbed the corners of the clothes on both sides of the wound and tore them hard. The snow-white skin underneath was exposed, and purple-green lines radiated around like fluffy tree branches.

If he guessed correctly, this should be the wound caused by the Heavenly Demon Double Slash in Kankan's hands.

Based on Fan Qinghui's actions and the scene before his eyes, he tried to review the whole process.

The righteous group of people should have explored the tunnel on the left and discovered the methane trap, but because the flood discharge channel below was open, they knew that activating the mechanism would have no effect, so they did not operate it.

Later, a war broke out. Fan Qinghui was severely injured by Zhu Yuyan, who had mastered the eighteenth level of the Heavenly Demonic Law. Seeing Rong Jiaojiao, Fu Nanda, Xi Ying, Bian Bufu and others attacking the corridor, he knew that he was doomed, so he ordered Shi Feixuan to open the methane gas trap and cooperate with Li Shimin and Li Yuanji who had blocked the downward corridor. He then gathered his remaining strength to cut the winch chain with a sword and let the gate fall, trapping Zhou Laotan and his wife, Shafang, Anlong, and him, the carrier of the evil emperor's relics. As long as the methane gas filled the entire cavity and a fire was set, all the people from the Demon Sect and the evil emperor's relics would be reduced to ashes.

I have to say that this plan of mutual destruction is very feasible.

Unfortunately, Fan Qinghui underestimated him. It was not just a matter of whether his skills were high or not. Even if Shi Feixuan was given the opportunity to ignite the fire, could this concentration of methane kill him? Wu Zhu's laser eyes couldn't kill him, so how could this little bit of fire damage work? "Xu Ziling's girl..."

Chu Pingsheng pinched his chin and thought for a while, then picked up Shi Feixuan, who had inhaled too much methane and was in a daze, and carried her on his shoulders. He returned to the underground cavity, stuffed another pill into Fu Junyu's mouth, picked her up, and walked towards the secret room. When he passed by Fan Qinghui, he couldn't help but feel something in his heart.

This nun is the love of Song Que's life.

He then used the Crane Control Skill to suck Fan Qinghui to his side, fed her a reduced-effect elixir, and then hugged two people on his left and right, carrying another on his shoulders. He walked quickly into the secret room and came to the T-shaped stone platform. In front of a large stone with a line of words written on it, he smashed the stone into pieces with one palm. At this time, his feet were empty and his body sank. He, Fan Qinghui, Shi Feixuan, and Fu Junyu fell into a tunnel that went straight down.

Chu Pingsheng was not panicked at all, because he had watched the TV series and knew that there was another way out of the secret room, which was why he checked the stone as soon as he came in.

After sinking for a while, they felt their speed slow down, their bodies gained buoyancy from the water flow, and the four of them fell into the cold water.

Unlike the flood discharge channel that bends and goes far away, the underground river is connected. There is a huge pool of water under the secret room. Chu Pingsheng holds the three women and swims towards the place where the light is coming out.

Perhaps the water in the pond was too cold. Fu Junyu's eyelashes moved, and she opened her eyes. In panic, she spit out a string of bubbles. Her hands moved quickly twice, and then she calmed down. Chu Pingsheng quickly put his face close to her and forced a wisp of immortality into her mouth, helping her resist the cold current while providing her with oxygen.

Just as she was feeling better, Shi Feixuan was woken up by the cold again and choked on a mouthful of water. Her hands and feet kicked around, her hair swung in disarray, and she looked so painful that she no longer looked holy. She looked just like a drowning woman.

Chu Pingsheng did the same thing and also passed her a wisp of immortality energy. At first, she cooperated very well out of her will to survive, but when she regained a bit of rationality and looked at the face in front of her, she became anxious and slapped him hard. Chu Pingsheng was so angry that he locked her arms and then went even further and took advantage of her several times.

During this process, my right hand touched Fan Qinghui's forehead. It was smooth, soft, and cool, and felt particularly good. So I couldn't help but rub it several times. I finally understood why Mu Wanqing liked to hold his bald head and rub it in various ways in the world of Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils.

Then, Fan Qinghui was awakened by him.

She was vaguely aware of what this little devil had done to her, and her reaction was even more intense than Shi Feixuan's. She raised her true energy and found that her internal injuries had not healed. At this moment, Chu Pingsheng put his hands on the top of his head, opened his mouth, pushed forward with his pearly teeth, and bit down hard with almost all his strength.

Crack...

Fan Qinghui hurt her teeth.

Yao Chu had had many women in his life, but none of them had ever taken advantage of him.

At the same time, the freezing water poured into his throat, choking him. He drank several mouthfuls of the icy water, which made the injury worse. His eyes slowly closed and his consciousness began to blur.

At this time, the little devil's face leaned over, pried open her mouth, and passed a trace of warm true energy into her, pulling her back from the brink of death.

……

After a while.

wow...

Accompanied by splashes of water and a world that suddenly became brighter, a man and three women rushed out of the water and landed on the shore of a small lake at the northern foot of Hongqing Mountain.

cough.

cough cough...

Cough cough cough...

Fu Junyu was coughing, Shi Feixuan was coughing, and Fan Qinghui was also coughing.

The three women were soaked through, their long skirts tightly wrapped around their bodies, revealing their curves, especially Shi Feixuan and Fu Junyu, whose long hair hung down to their chests, dripping like raindrops hitting pear blossoms, giving a unique wet temptation.

Fan Qinghui felt behind her back, as if looking for a sword, but found nothing. She practiced her skills again and again, and forced herself to raise her true energy. With scattered water droplets, she slapped Chu Pingsheng in the heart. However, she was halfway through the palm power when she suffered internal injuries. She didn't hit the little devil, but her throat moved and she spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Chu Pingsheng didn't say anything and slapped him in the face.

Snapped.

He slapped the still charming nun from Jingzhai to the ground, and she spat out a mouthful of blood. She lay on the ground, gasping for breath, and glared at him with extremely resentful eyes.

"Master..."

Shi Feixuan quickly crawled over to check on Fan Qinghui's injuries, put her hands on her back to help heal her. Little did she know that the Heavenly Demon Double Slashes were more corrosive to the meridians than the Heavenly Demon Qi. Before the Qi passed her shoulders, she felt a sharp pain. She groaned softly, tilted to one side with a look of pain on her face, covered her chest with her hands, and gasped violently.

(End of this chapter)