Peerless concubine pharmacist

Chapter 1101 Only For Revenge
It turned out to be another corridor!
Zi Nian opened it in the same way, and finally saw the corridor again!
This back and forth repeated many times, every time is a dead end.

"Look, we've passed by here, we're making a detour, this wooden bridge has three caves." Luoyue pointed to the dust next to it, the traces of movement were obvious.

"Shui Lang is smarter than us, I believe he has cracked it." Zi Nian smiled.

"Yes, Shui Lang is a very intelligent person." Luoyue said proudly, because Shui Lang was considered to be her natal family.

"Your husband is more wise!" After Zi Nian finished speaking, he used his black spiritual power to diffuse all the roads he had traveled. The mist passed through every wall, and through the black mist, he could see lights. This light is all intersections and roads. exported.

Zi Nian used black spiritual power to test one by one. It is like an extended vein, which can go deep to the limitless, and can be clearly touched, justified, and judged.

It was finally determined that only one door was openable.

Zi Nian and Luo Yue walked over there like walking on the ground, and all the earth walls had been pulled aside under the force of Zi Nian's soil, and even formed the appearance of soldiers lined up to welcome them.

"You are more and more proficient in grasping the power of darkness." Luoyue smiled.

"Of course, otherwise how would I protect my wife?" Zi Nian said.

"I don't want your protection." Luoyue pouted.

"That can't be done. I don't allow other men to protect you. I want to protect my little aunt myself. Anyway, it's up to you whether you agree or not." Zi Nian said.

Seeing her growing up, Luoyue felt both joy and sigh in her heart.

The two walked over slowly, not in a hurry, they had to give Shui Lang enough time, it was his hatred after all.

Walking all the way, they knew they were on the right track this time, because they had heard the sound of weapons colliding with each other, smelled full of anger, and even felt the collision of spiritual power.

Luoyue and Zi Nian quietly passed by, leaning on the wall to watch quietly.

It turned out that it was Shui Lang and the wooden housekeeper who were fighting. After a while, both of them were covered with bruises, and neither of them took advantage of Shui.

"You sneaked into the forbidden area of ​​my wooden bridge, and you fought with me without saying a word. Why? Are you sick?" The wooden butler was very angry, and he didn't show mercy to Shui Lang, a good visitor. His spiritual power is still a bit hidden.

"I'm looking for wooden bridge tools." Shui Lang said coldly.

That indifferent attitude suddenly resembled Luoyue's.

"Master is in seclusion, so he doesn't see any guests soon. Let alone uninvited guests!" said the butler of the wooden bridge.

"That's why you're going to die today." Naturally, Shui Lang would not show mercy. He hated the members of the Muqiao family, especially the housekeeper.

Shui Lang used the power of water to the extreme, but he didn't expect that the opponent would use the power of earth, and the water came to cover him with earth, which made Shui Lang not have the upper hand.

At this time, if Luoyue would help, secretly, then Shui Lang would be able to take down this enemy, but Luoyue didn't do that.

Revenge must also be magnanimous.

Now whoever wins between Shuilang and Muqiao Steward will ultimately come down to their moves, and whoever moves cleverly, one step ahead, takes the lead, will be sure to win.

Look, a jet of water rises from the water. When the wooden bridge steward used the soil pillar to submerge the lower level, the water column suddenly divided into several parts, like fission, and shot in all directions, but the soil of the wooden bridge steward could not Followed by fission.

When he didn't understand what Shui Lang was doing, those water jets reflected back after hitting the four walls, hitting his body straight...

Even though he used earth to protect his body, he was still shot through a lot of flesh, and the blood left along the small holes. The pain can be imagined...

(End of this chapter)