A Zhan's eyes were very sincere. The monster faced him with empty eyes and continued to ask in stiff human language, "Is your mother... really You Shui?"
A-Zhan pursed his lips and looked hesitant. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Yes."
The monster was stunned, and two lines of bloody tears suddenly flowed out.
"Don't cry! Senior, don't cry!" A Zhan was a little at a loss, "Sister Jin'er said that you will die if you bleed too much."
He raised his hand to grasp the sleeve robe, tore it violently, removed a long strip of cloth, and raised his hand to cover its eyes.
But the blood still soaked the cloth, and he scratched his head, "What should I do?"
The monster suddenly held his wrist, "Your... uncle... but Jiang... Jiang Wen?"
"Yes! Senior, do you know my uncle?"
"Take me to him! Meet him! Meet him!"
Its voice was unclear, but it kept shouting at A Zhan.
"Okay, okay! Don't worry!"
More and more white hairs have penetrated into the stone wall behind him. A Zhan frowned and did not dare to hesitate any more.
His eyes suddenly became firm, he muttered a spell in his mouth, and quickly made complicated gestures with his hands. In the stone room, a strong wind suddenly rose, his neat short hair flew, and his clothes rustled.
Gray-blue fluctuations burst out from his heart, and halos of light spread out in all directions at the same time.
The two beads were automatically embedded into the stone wall.
The stone room suddenly fell into darkness, and all the red light disappeared.
But what followed was a burst of full-force cries like howling ghosts and wolves, and his mind began to be disturbed. He silently recited the Qingxin Mantra that Su Zhen taught him in his heart, completely immersing his consciousness.
The sounds that bothered him all faded away, and the light in his hands kept changing, forming ten slender chains that circled around his body.
The ten fingers moved slightly, and the chains moved flexibly in the stone chamber, constantly tapping the stone wall.
There was nothing unusual to the outside world, but in A-Zhan's sea of consciousness, wherever the chains transformed by his spiritual power passed, they left behind slender water-colored streams of light.
It's like a big net, densely packed, entangled with each other, and then overlapping and covering.
If you look carefully, you can find a silver talisman at the intersection of them. As his move came to an end, the originally weak red light in the stone room became brighter, and it began to vibrate violently.
Gray thorny thorns kept emerging from the ground, directly wrapping around their ankles, and quickly spread upwards.
The monster has been talked about for a long time, but it has no idea that there is actually this foreign object in the ground.
Each thorn directly pierced their flesh and blood, even going deep into their bones.
Although the pain was unbearable, A-Zhan kept gritting his teeth and moving his hands faster and faster.
Those water-colored streams of light seemed to be alive, swimming rapidly in front of the three stone walls.
When layers of light were almost completely covering the wall, a thorn with a sharp tip suddenly appeared and stabbed A Zhan directly into his back.
Ice blue blood suddenly gushes out and splashes all over the monster.
Suddenly, layers of dead skin continued to fall off its body, and the hair on the top of its head, which was originally sparse, began to grow again.
That would be enough, but its teeth are constantly falling off, and new white and neat teeth have been born.
A Zhan, who was attacked by surprise, was naturally unaware of this scene. After he grunted, his fingers trembled slightly and he almost made a mistake.
After a while, when he stopped inputting spiritual power, those beads became dim.
When the talismans under A Zhan's cloth were still, he took out an ice bell from his sleeve and shook it gently, and all the red light in the stone chamber dispersed.
And A Zhan also had no energy left in his body, and there was only a rustling sound in his ears.
A warm current suddenly poured in from the wound on his back, and then the thorns that had pierced his flesh and blood retreated one after another.
He lay on the ground, breathing heavily, and reluctantly opened his eyes. What he saw became extremely clear, and the red light and the gray hair protruding from the stone wall also disappeared.
And those beads, under his destruction, were all cracked, leaving only fist-sized holes in the stone wall.
The branches and vines blocking their path have also spread out, but looking at it, it's still pitch black, so there's no clue to it.
Supporting the ground with his right arm, he reluctantly sat up from the ground. Suddenly he caught a glimpse of blood on the ground, and he immediately exclaimed, "Senior?? Senior! Are you okay?"
"Azhan."
A gentle female voice came from behind him.
A-Zhan turned around in confusion, his movements suddenly sluggish, his face turning from red to green, then to white, and finally back to red again.
I saw a woman standing behind him, completely naked, her face appeared in the white hazy mist. Her dark blue curly hair was spread behind her, and the blood-stained cloth belt still covered her eyes, with a bit of
A sense of poignancy.
Her skin is as delicate and fair as porcelain, and her fingertips are bright red and enchanting. Her slender legs are graceful, and her pair of jade feet are no more than three inches in size.
A-Zhan quickly turned around, got up from the ground at the same time, untied his robe and handed it back, then covered his eyes with one hand, still mumbling something.
"See no evil! See no evil! Senior, I'm sorry! I...I, I, I...I really didn't mean it!"
When his hands were empty, he did not dare to turn his head, and even covered his eyes with both hands.
Sang Sang looked at him, her eyes full of nostalgia and smile, her crimson lips curved slightly, and she called out again, "A Zhan."
"Ah? Senior, tell me."
"You can turn around now."
"No, no, no! It's inappropriate, it's inappropriate!"
Sangsang reached out and touched it, and found that a large portion of her arms and legs were exposed. Although she was a little embarrassed, they couldn't stay here any longer.
Just when her face showed hesitation, a water-colored vortex suddenly appeared on a stone wall, and then, a black figure walked out of it.
After seeing A Zhan, the visitor's face clearly flashed with joy, but when she saw another woman, she suddenly became embarrassed.
"Azhan! You stinky boy! How dare you do bad things here while we are not around!"
Hearing Su Zhen's voice, A-Zhan quickly put down his hand and was about to say more, but when he saw the wound on her neck and the blood dripping from the cuff of her right hand, his eyes suddenly turned red and he walked quickly towards her.
"Sister, what's wrong with you? Are you seriously injured? Do you feel any pain?"
Su Zhenyuan was still thinking of teasing him a few words, but when she saw the mist in his eyes, she suppressed her words and raised her hand to pat his head gently.
"I asked you to wait for me where you are, who told you to run around?"
"Sister! I don't want to be protected by you all the time! I also want to protect you with Brother Xuan! I don't want to be hidden by you anymore and let you face those things alone!"