In the luxurious and warm guest room, Xian Yin looked out the door anxiously and in vain. The sun had gradually set, the surrounding area gradually darkened, and another day passed.
It has been more than ten days since Meng Zirou and the others left. Although there is still more than half the time before the deadline given by Shaman, Mo Zhu's situation is not optimistic. His entire face has turned into a death-like gray-black, and his body has big
The large spots were about to join together and slowly cover her whole body. In the first few days, she could occasionally wake up, eat something, and talk to everyone. But as time went by, her body seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.
, the waking time is getting less and less, and she is always in a half-asleep and half-awake coma. She even eats very little. If Xingyun and Xianyu hadn't constantly injected spiritual power into her to maintain her life, it would have been less than a month.
Within the time limit, she was gone.
Moreover, since Meng Zirou and others left, there has been no news. I have also asked the elders living in the holy realm, but what I got was helpless shaking of the head, gloating eye rolls and sarcastic sarcasm.
Especially last time, the purified water brought by Zhui Ri killed several people and was sentenced to death. Meng Zirou and Yaizhen made a fuss in the execution ground. After rescuing him, several elders headed by Jin Lie were responsible for Xianyin, Xingyun, and Xianyu.
Their attitude became even worse, and they even provoked troubles many times. If the kind-hearted elder had not come forward several times, several people might have been driven out of the Holy Land by them.
Glancing at the other two people in the room without leaving any trace, Xian Yin sighed helplessly in his heart. The expressions of Xing Yue and Xian Yu were always carved from the same mold, cold and without a trace of ripples. They often looked the same all day long.
She didn't speak, or she just sat quietly, or looked out the window in a daze. Only when she asked her a question did they say a few words. When she was in a bad mood, she didn't even pay attention to her, and she completely treated her as if she didn't exist.
Except for Ouke who occasionally sneaks in to accompany Xianyin, there is no one to talk to her now. Such days are undoubtedly torture for Xianyin. The only thing she can do now is to silently pray that Meng Zirou and others can come back as soon as possible
, for Mo Zhu, and also for myself.
A familiar sound of footsteps came, Xianyu frowned in disgust, and glanced at the door coldly, but there was no sound. Xianyin could no longer control himself, stood up suddenly, walked to the door in a few steps, and suddenly
Opening the door, he yelled: "Are you annoyed? You come here every night to harass us. Are you too full to do anything?"
"I just want to see if Miss Xianyu needs my help. Why, is this wrong?" The person who came turned out to be the eighth elder Yun Zhongzi, wearing a dark brown training uniform, revealing a white bottom shirt underneath.
The two white eyebrows were interspersed with some black lines, flying diagonally into the temples. A pair of yellow eagle eyes were shining, but at this time they were full of lust, jumping over Xian Yin's shoulders, looking into the room unscrupulously.
"Xianyu doesn't need help, get out of here!" Xianyin said nothing and was about to close the door, but was blocked by the person who reached out.
"Little girl, I am a guest. Are you not very polite when you talk like this? Moreover, you are not Miss Xianyu, how do you know if she needs me?" Yun Zhongzi salivated and looked at Xianyin nonchalantly.
, shouting without any scruples, a sentence with semantic pun, directly brought Xian Yin into the trap.
The unbearable insults made Xianyu fly into a rage. He could no longer restrain his anger. He smashed the door to pieces with a whip and jumped into the yard. Just as he was about to take action, he found that Yun Zhongzi's body was like a broken kite.
With a strange gesture, it hit the wall hard and slid down uncontrollably.
It wasn't until he fell slumped to the ground that Yun Zhongzi coughed out mouthfuls of blood in pain. His golden eyes stared blankly at the woman in red in front of him. He reluctantly raised one hand and stretched out a trembling hand.
Pointing his finger, he asked in disbelief: "You---aren't you in the snow-capped mountains? How could---".
Xianyu looked at Meng Zirou, Chi Lian and a strange girl who almost fell from the sky in surprise, and was so excited that she could not speak. Meng Zirou, however, had a cold face, slowly approached Yun Zhongzi, and stretched out her hand to hold him
His wrist suddenly exerted force, and with a crisp sound, Yun Zhongzi let out a miserable scream, and his injured arm hung down weakly, apparently broken.
——"Remember, this is just a lesson. If I hear you insult my friend Meng Zirou again, it won't be solved by simply breaking off an arm! ------"