At the moment of physical contact, the hair wrapped around Ningwu jumped up and wrapped around Ruyi. Ningwu fell to the ground, gasping for air, and his face turned into purple.
Purple.
Seeing that the princess was out of danger, Zhang Jiu quickly went up and pulled the princess over.
The other guards did not dare to step forward, fearing that the hair would wrap around them.
The one who is really anxious is still the young master.
The young master doesn't know kung fu and magic, but what he does have is a heart to protect Ruyi.
He wanted to rush forward, but was blocked by the dancing hair.
The hair all over the woman's body stood straight up like steel needles. If she wanted to get close to Ruyi, she would have to endure the pain of thousands of hairs piercing her heart.
"Ruyi! Ruyi, hold on!" the young master shouted.
"But you are trying to think of a way!" Ningwu also shouted.
Zhang Jiu's knife cut iron like clay. He swung the knife and cut off the hair like steel needles, and fell off one after another. But immediately more and longer hair needles grew out.
There is nothing anyone else can do.
Ruyi was strangled so hard that she couldn't stand up, and the hair was slowly blocked in her mouth, making her unable to scream even if she wanted to.
She smiled bitterly in her heart, thinking that it was better now. She was not good at studying, so she rushed forward to save people, but she got herself involved. Unfortunately, she was not good at using her tongue and could not even say goodbye to the young master...
When she was dying, in the vast darkness, she heard a deep voice.
This voice was extremely majestic, with unblasphemous pride and awe-inspiring anger: "The wisp of pure soul on this Ruyi is purer than all the people in the nine heavens..."
Who is speaking...
Ruyi felt her body tense up, as if she was struck by thunderbolts and lightning, and every inch of her skin was about to burn away.
She roared, she howled.
She couldn't see anything, she could only hear the chaos around her, the sounds of fighting, laughter, insults... and the breathing of the owner of the deep voice.
"Don't be afraid. Even if my soul is gone, I will still be with you." The voice said.
Strangely enough, with his words, Ruyi no longer felt panicked, and she seemed to be ready for everything to go to hell with him.
She tensed up, and a thunderous force pressed directly onto her body, burning every inch of her skin and burning every strand of her soul.
…
Ruyi has been entangled with that monster for as long as she can have a scent... Everyone knows that she is probably hopeless. Needless to say, the hair strands that got into her mouth and nose will kill her.
life.
The young master didn't want to give up yet. He grabbed the sword from others and kept swinging it, slashing at the standing hair. It was like he was going crazy and no one could stop him.
At this time, I suddenly saw a bit of cold light shooting out from behind the thick hair, and then white light overflowed, the hair suddenly started to burn, and a burning smell filled the air.
Everyone thought there was another change and took dozens of steps back, not daring to step forward.
The long-haired monster burned up in the blazing white light and turned into ashes.
But the white light was still shining brightly, and all the clothes on Ruyi's body had been burned away. She was floating in the air, curled up like a newborn baby.
Her whole body was glowing with light, and the brightest point was the cinnabar between her eyebrows.
The guards knelt down one after another, kowtowed and worshiped, saying that they had met the gods.
Even an arrogant master like Ning Wu was respectful and stared at him with his breath closed.
A wisp of green smoke slowly floated up from the ashes, and was sucked in by the cinnabar between Ruyi's brows. Then the light dissipated, and Ruyi fell to the ground and fell into a coma.