"Su Su? Why are you here?" Zhang Yunsheng said with a puzzled look on his face.
I had never seen this junior sister just now. She said a few days ago that she was going to the inner city to treat people, so why did she appear here now?
"Who is this?" She cast her eyes on the red-robed Buddhist cultivator again and looked at him carefully from top to bottom.
She murmured in her heart: She is tall and majestic, and her bones are astonishing. She should be a Buddhist cultivator from the Demon-Suppressing Temple in the Western Regions...
As a member of a cultivating family, Zhang Yunsheng is dignified and elegant in his words and deeds.
She narrowed her eyes slightly, her words were warm and frosty, and she said coldly to the man behind her junior sister: "Who are you! What are you going to do to my junior sister?!"
Jiang Su struggled, stretched his hands to the back of his neck, slapped Fang Zhe's hand, and whispered: "Let me go."
Fang Zhe nodded when he heard the sound, and carefully placed the girl on the ground, as if placing a delicate magic weapon.
Seeing this, Zhang Yunsheng was even more puzzled.
Wasn't junior sister held hostage by this person?
Jiang Su happily stepped forward to hold Dong Yiyi's arm and answered Zhang Yunsheng's question obediently.
"Senior Sister Zhang, we haven't seen you for a few days. This is one of my patients. Please help me rescue you."
"I set out with my junior sister and senior brother Liu, but something unexpected happened and I ended up here. Fortunately, you guys came to my rescue."
After saying this, the girl smiled slightly.
In front of the little senior sister, she always pretends to be well-behaved and cute.
Zhang Yunsheng was even more surprised, why did Junior Sister Su Su's rebellious period end?
Jiang Su looked at the two sword cultivators at the front, his eyes full of indifference and unfamiliarity.
She heard that a disciple of the Eleven Sword Pavilion had smashed the wall, so she had to be exposed in front of everyone. The Eleven Jade Plates on the waists of these two people could be seen in the dark dungeon.
"It's these two people who made me look embarrassed in front of my junior sister." Jiang Su clenched her sleeves with her hands, took a deep breath and suppressed the thought of killing someone.
Liu Yunqing explained seriously to the monks around him: "That's true. My junior sister is a medical cultivator, and she will break into the dungeon with us tonight."
It doesn't matter what the accident is, what matters is an explanation, an explanation to others.
He still remembered the figure of the red-robed monk passing by at the entrance of the dungeon with Jiang Su on his back. He was indeed a man of profound and unpredictable cultivation.
Dong Yiyi also acknowledged: "Yes, he is from my Shifang Sect."
It was too strange for Jiang Su and Fang Zhe to appear behind the stone wall, and everyone was watching the incident at the same time. It was inevitable that some people would think wrongly.
It is better to be careful in your interpretation.
"It turns out to be a medical practitioner from Shifang Sect."
The eyes of the two sword pavilion disciples were dim and a little disappointed. They thought they had found the formation's eye and would be able to leave immediately, but they did not expect that they had found someone.
Jiang Su felt the disappointment of the two of them, and turned around happily, with amusement hidden in his eyes.
Deserve it.
"Now I'm afraid we have to continue looking for the formation."
One of the monks among the crowd also said with a sullen face. He turned around and continued looking for clues without further pause.
One person counted with his fingers.
"It's almost Yin time. If we can't find the formation eye again, and when the crescent moon completely sets, and the power of the tide co-spiritual formation is restored again, we will have to wait here for another month."
Everyone had gloomy expressions on their faces and remained silent. If they waited for a month and their spiritual power was sucked clean, no one would be able to fight again.
Formation eyes?
Hearing this, Jiang Su tightened her hold on Dong Yiyi slightly. She remembered that the original work mentioned what the formation eye was...
Dong Yiyi thought Jiang Su was scared, so he hurriedly stretched out his arm that was not holding the sword to hold her in his arms, gently patted her shoulders and comforted her.
Jiang Su felt the movement, and the corners of her mouth curled up with a hint of sweetness.
She remembered what the formation eye was because it was the same thing.
A big rat who shares his life and spiritual power with the monks.
This big rat's fur was dark and shiny, and he had a pair of sharp teeth for sharpening knives and stones. They probably wouldn't be able to find him for a while.
Jiang Su watched most of the monks leave and inadvertently swallowed the Jingxin Pill in her hand. She also wanted to go back as soon as possible.
It seems I need to guide them.
The girl let go of the little senior sister's arm, looked at the young senior sister seriously, pouted slightly and said, "Well... little senior sister, did you hear the rustling sound?"
This was Jiang Su's nonsense, so Dong Yiyi naturally didn't hear it.
Dong Yiyi's dark eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his spiritual energy was directed to his ears.
"Zhizhi——"
"!"
There really are rats in this dungeon!
Dong Yiyi raised her sword and walked towards the sound of the rat in her ears, with a look of preparedness. She felt that her little junior sister had been very lucky recently, and what she said must not have been done randomly, but just as destiny dictated.
The two of them walked to a lonely dungeon, and Dong Yiyi felt that this place looked very familiar.
"Isn't this the dungeon where Junior Brother Shen was just now?"
There are even traces of dirt on the ground from when Shen Yunyang sat down.
Shen Yunyang was passing by outside the prison when he saw Jiang Su and Dong Yiyi here and walked straight over.
"Senior sister, why are you here? This is the dungeon where I have lived these past few days. Based on my experience of staying here for six days, there is nothing wrong with it."
He held Burning Evil in his hand and tapped on the wall beside him.
Jiang Su leaned against the railing of the iron prison as if she were boneless, like a weak willow supporting the wind. She looked at Shen Yunyang boredly, wondering in her heart.
Why isn't this guy in a hurry?
Dong Yiyi holds the scabbard of the Zhenxuan Sword in his left hand and the hilt of the sword in his right hand, waiting for the opportunity to unsheath the sword.
"Whoosh——"
Without any expectation, Dong Yiyi drew his sword and struck at Shen Yunyang. The sword was filled with black light and outlined an alluring semicircle in the air.
"No - Senior Sister Dong??!" Shen Yunyang was stunned on the spot, dumbfounded.
The next second, the black sword passed over Shen Yunyang and pierced his waist and robe.
"hiss--"
"Miss Wan'er, what a coincidence."
Dong Yiyi's eyebrows were filled with frost, and he stared at this girl like an eagle in the forest, his red lips parted slightly.
"ran away."
His tone was very light, just like how he usually taught Jiang Su.
Jiang Su turned her head slightly, leaning her forehead against the iron railing. Only then did she set her sights on the girl in orange.
"The young senior sister has a very good temperament. She has always been humble, polite, gentle and gentle in her treatment of others. People who can make her treat others coldly..."
hehe.
Jiang Su raised her head slightly, her broken hair hanging back on both sides, revealing her smooth and full forehead. She looked at Song Wan'er with a downward look.
The usual laziness swept away, and the long-lost coldness and sharpness in her pupils, the murderous intention was inadvertently released at this moment, making Song Wan'er's body stand up with chills.
Song Wan'er acted as if she didn't know, she forced her lips to smile: "Senior Sister Dong...Jiang...Jiang..."
Not long after Song Wan'er got her hairpin, she was considered to be of the same age as Jiang Su. Her appearance and body shape were guessed, and she was not sure how to call her.
"Jiang Su." The girl in green looked understanding and spoke first thoughtfully.
Don't be like my junior sister and senior sister, it's disgusting.
"Well, Miss Jiang Su. What are you doing?" The calmness on her face was genuine, and ordinary people could not see her emotions.
Shen Yunyang was also puzzled as he touched his robe with a hole in his waist, a look of pain on his face, and raised his head to look at Senior Sister Dong.
"Senior sister, what are you doing? I can still wear this robe for many years..." There was a hint of anger in his words.