Chapter 13 Mysterious opponent (2)
The man seemed to see her doubts.He smiled lowly, and sprayed his breath on Wuyou's fair neck: "Little thing, you are quite courageous, and you have a lot of eyes." He poked her heart lightly, and said with infinite regret, "It's just that , I’m afraid you won’t be able to see the sun tomorrow.”

Xuanyuan Wuyou opened his hand expressionlessly, took a step back, and said without any fluctuation in his tone, "That's right, it will rain tomorrow."

The man looked at her with interest, a little regretful: "You are very interesting, if we continue the chat, I am afraid that I will really be reluctant to kill you."

As soon as the words fell, a thick black mist appeared around the man, and all of a sudden, he couldn't see his fingers in the room, and Xuanyuan Wuyou could barely see with his heavenly eyes.Her whole body was tense, and the sensitivity of her facial features was raised to the highest level.

A sudden burst of cold evil energy struck from behind, Xuanyuan Wuyou dodged, and threw the two ghost-slaying talismans in his hand, but nothing came to light.Wuyou's eyes sank, he bit his fingertips, and silently recited a mantra, drawing an evil spirit talisman in the void and hitting it, the black mist only receded for half a meter but then gathered again.

Xuanyuan Wuyou couldn't help being a little impatient, but the other party was not in a hurry to take her life like a cat catching a mouse.While dodging, Xuanyuan Wuyou caught a glimpse of Nangong Jingyu on the bed, and couldn't help being startled!It turned out that the talisman paper on Nangong Jingyu's chest had expired, and he was dying in such an environment with strong evil spirits, and the remaining yang fire would also be extinguished!
Xuanyuan Wuyou stepped on the wrong step because of this distraction, and was unable to dodge in time to be hit by the man's palm on his left shoulder.She took a few steps back, suppressing the fishy sweetness in her throat.Seeing that the flame above Nangong Jingyu's head had weakened, Xuanyuan Wuyou's eyes flashed with determination.She bit the tip of her tongue and spewed out a mouthful of blood, and the black mist around her immediately dissipated a bit.She took this opportunity to form a mudra with her hands quickly, and the complex and ancient mantra slowly flowed out from her mouth.For a moment, it seemed as if all the pure yang energy around gathered together, the black mist quickly dissipated, and the whole room was as bright as day.Feeling the Qi of pure yang, the three fires on Nangong Jingyu's head and shoulders all ignited.Although he was still weak, his complexion was obviously much better.

The man was still surrounded by black mist, and he lowered the brim of his hat a little uncomfortably: "You can use the power of nature, so you are from the Xuanyuan clan," the man's voice was a little hoarse, "I underestimated you before." I missed you." He chuckled a few times as if remembering something: "See you next time, I hope you are still as interesting. Don't let me down."

After speaking, the man turned into a black mist and dispersed from the surroundings just like when he came.

Xuanyuan Wuyou breathed a sigh of relief.The Pure Yang Art is her last reliance. Although it can overcome all the yin in the world, but the sequelae are very serious, and she will completely lose strength after using it.If that man could resist the pure yang qi, then she would be powerless to fight back after using the pure yang tactic, and she and Nangong Jingyu would definitely die.

It was past four o'clock in the morning, and after making sure that nothing would hurt Nangong Jingyu, Xuanyuan Wuyou's legs gave way, and he fainted in relief.

……

And on the top of the distant Tianshan Mountain, beside the Tianchi Lake, a silver-haired man in white was sitting cross-legged on a natural cold jade bed.He closed his eyes, pursed his lips slightly, and a golden lotus glowed faintly between his brows.Suddenly, as if he sensed something, he slowly opened his eyes.His slender eyelashes traced an arc across his three-dimensional face, and his icy blue eyes were as deep as a thousand-year-old well, quietly passing through a trace of waves.

Could the familiar fluctuation just now be her?
(End of this chapter)

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