Fast-crossing system: the host will be fine

Chapter 120 Immortal Realm Wanted Order: Demon King, Where Can You Escape (14)

Hearing this, the big man put down the big knife in his hand, and looked at Elder Lin fiercely, "This will not work, and that will not work, so what do you think should be done?"

Seeing the big man's restless appearance, a trace of contempt flashed in Mr. Lin's eyes, and he pretended to meditate, "Maybe we can find a way from this witch."

"If you don't want to save me, just tell me, I'm not such an unreasonable person."

Yin Sheng looked at those who had just entered the valley, and said slowly: "Besides, once Gu Qu dies, your chance will come."

Everyone: "..."

Even if they have this idea, is it really okay for you to say it like this?
Don't tell me you don't know if you don't understand! !
Mr. Lin narrowed his eyes, and suddenly said sharply: "Bold witch, you don't want to sow discord!"

Yin Sheng was leaning against the wall, with a gentle smile on her delicate face, she looked extremely harmless, "How dare I, didn't you say it all yourself, look, the dog jumped over the wall in a hurry!"

"you……"

Elder Lin's face flushed red when he was poked, and he looked at Yinsheng with murderous intent in his eyes.

"Come here, catch this witch and torture her to extract a confession. I won't believe her."

Those disciples hesitated for a moment, and finally drew out their sabers and rushed forward, but just as they stepped forward, they found that they couldn't move.

The same is true for other people, each posture is fixed in place in all kinds of strange ways.

"Witch, what did you do to us?" The big man happened to be sitting on the ground, staring at Yin Sheng with fiery eyes.

Elder Lin was in a more miserable situation, his neck froze as soon as he turned halfway, his hands and feet were still in a weird posture, and he didn't know if his old bones would fall apart.

Holding a bamboo stick, Yin Sheng shuttled among those people calmly and calmly.

Hearing the big man's words, he threw a bamboo stick over.

Snapped!
A red mark immediately appeared on the head of the big man Mediterranean Sea.

Yin Sheng squatted halfway in front of the big man, and said in a soft voice, "Others have kept such a difficult posture and didn't speak, what are you yelling about?"

There was a look of humiliation on the big man's face, and he fell silent immediately.

Yin Sheng chuckled, and just got up and took a few steps when there was a snap from behind.

She turned around to look, and saw that the big man was knocked unconscious by a flower pot, and the culprit was that Yan Qi who kept rubbing the dirt on his hands.

Others cannot see it.

and so……

Yin Sheng glanced at those people, as expected, those idiots believed that she did it.

Su Tong was awakened by the pain.

He opened his eyes and found himself leaning against a leafy tree, the sun outside was very bright, but there was no light shining on him.

Isn't he in a dungeon?
How come here!

Just as he was wondering, a voice suddenly came from the front.

"My lord witch, please forgive me. I really don't know what Elder Lin's plan is. I have always been loyal to Master Gu, and I never dare to disagree."

"That's right, just spare us!"

……

Sutong supported the tree and stood up, walking slowly towards the source of the sound.

Yinsheng asked his disciple to bring a reclining chair, and then reclined gracefully on the reclining chair, while the disciple next to him was fanning her vigorously with a fan.

Under the scorching sun, the cheeks of the group were flushed, their skin seemed to be exploding, their clothes were soaked in sweat, and their postures remained the same as before.

The disciple who begged for mercy had already stood in a cool place, gloating at the group of disciples who were ignorant of current affairs.

Mr. Lin was dizzy from the sun, and passed out not long after he persisted.

It was Yinsheng who kindly asked someone to find cold water and splashed him awake again.

(End of this chapter)