There are tens of millions of Dharma bodies, and you call this entry-level?

The moment darkness fell.

Nie Wushuang's whole body burst with energy.

Taiyi!

The shadow of the three-legged golden crow flashed.

In the star-studded flames, he rushed forward and rushed to the end of the room in one step. It is no exaggeration to say that he reached the end of the room in an instant. When he reached the other end of the room, he reached out his left hand to the big bunk bed and grabbed the person lying facing the wall.

Guo Lin!

This person is Guo Lin!

When the lightning fell and the white light flashed, Nie Wushuang could see clearly from his figure and clothes that the other person was Guo Lin, the second son of the county magistrate of Wei County, a young man who liked to show off his knowledge and had a good temperament.

Although he was a son of a noble family, he was not as bad as Sun Yu'an.

Of course, perhaps everyone is from the same school, and they all hope to become the true disciples of the inner school of Shangjing Huafu, and have the possibility of rising to prominence.

Therefore, the attitude is like this, right?

However, for Nie Wushuang, Guo Lin's lofty talk also gave him a lot of information about Shangjing Huafu, which played a role in what he should do after entering the door, and it was also helpful.

A drop of water should be repaid with a spring!

Although, Nie Wushuang asked himself that he could not do the above level.

However, if possible, it can still be done with a little effort. If he has the ability and the timing is right, then it is no problem to save the other party from the strange domain, just like he saved Lu Xueyun.

So, Nie Wushuang took action.

Grabbing Guo Lin's belt was like grabbing a piece of ice. The coldness on it was not simply cold in the physical sense. Not only was it freezing, but once it came into contact, it could also make your mind stiff.

It's an old routine!

It's just pollution!

Nie Wushuang, who used Taiyi and released the three-legged golden crow, was like a stove, and the heat of the stove was strong enough.

For the time being, it can block this level of strange aura pollution.

What Nie Wushuang was actually worried about was that the old one would beat the young one.

If the Yellow Springs messenger suddenly appeared, he had no confidence that he could match him. After all, he had practiced for too short a time and had few means to use. Facing that level of weirdness, he had no way to deal with it.

After grabbing Guo Lin, Nie Wushuang continued to move forward, stomping on the wall with his feet, and in a flash he was on the beam.

A human-shaped cocoon was hanging on the beam.

Layers of white silk threads tightly wrapped a person. Nie Wushuang's right hand stretched out, turning his palm into a knife, and cut the white silk thread hanging on the beam. The white silk thread was extremely tough, like steel wire.

However, Nie Wushuang's palm knife was mixed with the true fire of the three-legged golden crow.

The flame fell and instantly cut the white silk thread.

When Nie Wushuang fell, he grabbed the white cocoon that also fell. The weight of his hand made him clearly know that there was a person trapped in the cocoon, and the cocoon was also filled with a weird aura.

However, it was not the white silk thread itself, the weird aura came from outside the cocoon.

The role of the cocoon is to protect the people trapped inside and prevent the invasion and pollution of the strange breath.

However, this role is limited.

Most of the strange breath has been integrated into the cocoon and slowly penetrated into the cocoon. If Nie Wushuang does not appear, the people trapped in the cocoon will eventually prove the idiom that they are trapped in their own cocoons.

When Nie Wushuang did this, it seemed to arouse the anger of a certain existence in the void. The cold and evil breath in the room suddenly became thicker, and there was a will generated and brewing in this breath, and it was about to break out of the cocoon.

Quick!

Must be quick!

"Catch it!"

Nie Wushuang shouted to the outside of the door.

Lu Xueyun, who was standing outside the door, kept a state of action at any time, always paying attention to Nie Wushuang's movements in the room.

Although the room was so dark that she couldn't see clearly, and there was an evil and cold breath rolling inside, if she stared for a long time, she would be dazed and couldn't help but walk inside. Even so, she still looked up from time to time.

Naturally, Nie Wushuang's shout was heard at the first moment.

"Okay!"

Lu Xueyun shouted.

Put the long sword on the railing and face the door.

Seeing Lu Xueyun ready, Nie Wushuang threw the human cocoon in his hand to her. Although the cocoon was contaminated by the strange breath, it was not completely lost. There was still a part of the white silk thread that kept the warmth and resisted the strange breath.

In this way, even if Lu Xueyun came into contact with it and hugged the cocoon, there would be no big problem for the time being.

The next moment, the human cocoon was thrown out by him.

Outside the door, Lu Xueyun cooperated well and stretched out her hands.

Although she was a fifteen-year-old girl, she was a seed of martial arts. She looked slender and light, and her arms had a strength of four or five hundred kilograms. Naturally, she held the human cocoon in her arms steadily. Although the cocoon was icy cold, it was within her tolerance.

The blood was surging, and the coldness was kept out.

At this time, Nie Wushuang reached out and opened the door of the cabinet.

There were six people in their group. Chen Lei had already changed, so he had to help him get rid of it, leaving only five people.

Now there are four, one more.

So, he had to open the closed door to see what was going on inside.

This was also the reason why he asked Lu Xueyun to help, he needed to free up his hands to face the existence inside the cabinet.

After all, this is Schrödinger's box.

Before you open it, you don't know what's inside.

A row of closets, Nie Wushuang opened the closets at an incredibly fast speed. The closet in front was full of clothes and bedding. Logically speaking, if it had been stored for so long without anyone using it, it would have probably become moldy and rotten.

There would also be a rancid smell.

However, it wasn't.

All the toys seemed to be frozen in time. All Nie Wushuang could sense was the cold, evil and strange smell.

He reached the last closet, which was the one closest to the door.

The closet door opened, but there was movement inside.

There were no clothes, bedding or other sundries in the closet, only one person, a sturdy but childish boy.

It was Ding Dazhuang.

As soon as the closet door opened, Ding Dazhuang, who was standing in the closet facing outward, rushed out, stretched his hands forward, and reached for Nie Wushuang's neck.

Compared with Guo Lin lying on the big bunk bed, and Xu Danfeng who was wrapped in a cocoon, Ding Dazhuang's situation was different. He seemed to be sealed in the cabinet, and he regained his vitality as soon as the cabinet door was opened.

However, there was a strong malice mixed in it.

Now he seemed to be controlled by that malice.

Before he came into contact, the malice attacked him. This malice and a certain will that was still gestating but about to take shape in the room came from the same source. To some extent, this was a sign that the thing was about to come.

Most likely, the thing drove Ding Dazhuang to attack him.

Can he be saved?

If he is like Chen Lei, he can only help him get rid of it.

But what if he can be saved?

Now it is between two options.

Do not be bound by this?

No!

He had already made a decision in his heart. When Ding Dazhuang attacked, Nie Wushuang launched a counterattack immediately. The three-legged golden crow jumped out from his forehead and landed on Ding Dazhuang's forehead. This time, he did not use Taiyi.

It was simply a confrontation between divine wills.

I hope that the true fire of the three-legged crow can expel the malice that controls Ding Dazhuang's body, and I also hope that Ding Dazhuang is lucky and will not suffer any fatal injuries. Of course, if he cannot withstand the impact of the two forces, he will collapse.

Nie Wushuang can only say that it is a pity!

With the three views of the previous life, saving people is naturally no problem.

However, he can't sacrifice himself to save others, especially a guy who is not close to him but barely an acquaintance.

The action in front of him is Nie Wushuang's optimal solution.

The result can only be left to God.

The three-legged crow rushed into Ding Dazhuang's eyebrow acupoint.

Suddenly, he stopped moving and turned into a wooden sculpture.

Outside the door, lightning fell again.

Nie Wushuang saw his red eyes, which were mixed with pain and fear. It seems that he has not completely fallen.

However, now is not a good time to care about this guy's condition.

As time went by, the room became more and more dangerous. Nie Wushuang even felt palpitations. That is to say, the existence that was about to come might threaten his life. It might be the messenger of the underworld.

Need to get out as soon as possible!

Grabbing Ding Dazhuang with his right hand and Guo Lin with his left hand, Nie Wushuang rushed out of the room.

"Go!"

He shouted.

Without hesitation, he jumped over the railing, jumped downstairs, and jumped into the rain.

Behind him, Lu Xueyun heard the sound and without any hesitation, hugged the human cocoon and followed Nie Wushuang to jump down and rushed into the rain.

The heavy rain instantly soaked these people and turned them into drowned rats.

Behind him, a black fog rolled out of the room. In a flash, the whole building was shrouded in black fog. At this time, even if lightning fell and white light illuminated the world, it could not penetrate the black fog and let people see the situation of the building clearly.

If they walked a step slower, they would be blocked in the floor shrouded by black fog.

It was so dangerous that they had to shave their eyebrows!

It seemed that there was a restriction. The black fog did not leave the floor and continue to expand outward. It could only stay in the building. There was a faint roar coming from the black fog, rushing towards the rain curtain, and finally disappeared in the heavy rain.

Unwilling!

Unwilling!

Nie Wushuang heard the emotions mixed in the roar.

To sum it up in four words.

Impotent rage!

With a sigh, Nie Wushuang looked around.

Chen Lei, who had fallen into the yard earlier, was already ashes, burned by the true fire of the three-legged golden crow, and had turned into nothingness.

Lu Xueyun hugged the human-shaped cocoon and shivered in the rain.

"Put it down..."

Nie Wushuang said.

Lu Xueyun put it down as he was told.

"Who is in this cocoon?"

"Senior Sister Xu?"

Lu Xueyun asked.

Nie Wushuang shook his head.

"Not sure."

Guo Lin on his left hand was still in a stiff state, with his eyes closed.

On the right, Ding Dazhuang's situation was also worse. He was also in a state of stiffness. In his sea of ​​consciousness, the true fire of the three-legged golden crow was fighting with the strange evil thoughts entrenched there. For a moment, it was unclear who would win.

Nie Wushuang had to be careful.

Lest he accidentally break this guy.

Suddenly, Nie Wushuang turned his head and looked to the side.

A figure slowly flashed out a few feet away. In the darkness, it was unclear who it was?

Taiyi!

Qi and blood compressed in the body.

A voice came from the ear.

"Are you disciples of Shangyang Tower?"

There was surprise in the voice.

The man walked over with an umbrella. It was Mu Qing, the divine martial artist of Qingmu Tower.

He looked at the building shrouded in black fog with a solemn expression.

"Did you escape from there?"

There was more surprise in his voice.

Sorry, it's even later. I reviewed the previous chapter because of a sensitive word. Sorry!

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