The situation in the bunker was complicated, and it was indeed a bit like the demon clan's lair in Taiyin Mountain. Zhu Yu did not complain, and was silent for a while, then started to explore the cave for clues.
But she didn't want to stay with Qing Yan, so she turned around and walked to the other side.
"I suspect he is seeking revenge."
888 curled his lips and echoed: [That’s right!]
The information showed that the original owner liked his senior brother very much in the past, and he taught him all the swordsmanship. The two had a good relationship, and they even got engaged. On the day Qingyan broke through the Nascent Soul stage, the original owner discovered that he had been practicing
Qingqing said that the original owner felt that he had been deceived and wanted to break up with him.
He even wanted to leave Qingxuanzong.
As a result, Qing Yan didn't know what the reason was, and actually drugged the original owner in an attempt to erase this memory.
The medicine was extremely strong, and even though he knew it would hurt her, Qing Yan still chose to take it.
Therefore, Zhu Yu has been in a sickly state since he took over the original owner's body.
Qing Yan thought that just by erasing that memory, they would still have a chance, but every time Zhu Yu saw him, a kind of disgust arose in his heart.
It's the original owner's mood.
There is no need to do hurtful things in the name of love.
Zhu Yu clicked his tongue in disgust, turned around and went elsewhere.
By the time she realized what was happening, she had already reached the depths of the bunker. The strong demonic aura made her frown. She summoned her cold sword to defend herself, and vigilantly observed the surrounding situation.
Suddenly, a black shadow rushed out from the darkness and struck at her with a sword.
Zhu Yu leaned aside and dodged the attack.
Seeing that the attack failed, the black shadow rushed over again, and a sharp cold light flew towards her.
Zhu Yu snorted coldly, raised his right hand, and struck out with a palm. The wind from the palm came with a cold force and hit the black shadow hard.
The black shadow snorted, and was knocked back a few steps by her. Blood spit out from his mouth, but a crazy evil smile appeared on his face: "Hahaha, Qianyi Immortal Lord, you are fine."
Hearing some familiar voices, Zhu Yu frowned, feeling confused.
Then the dark figure stood in front of her and slowly took off his hat.
Zhu Yu's lips parted slightly, "Wang Zhu?"
The young man showed a strange smile, "I'm really honored that the Immortal Master still recognizes me."
He was full of black energy and looked very strange.
Zhu Yu asked coldly: "Have you cultivated demons?"
The young man raised his chin proudly, waved his sleeves, and a row of black-clothed demon cultivators immediately appeared behind him, all of them with fierce looks.
Wang Zhu sneered: "This is the blessing of the Immortal Lord. If the Immortal Lord had not insisted on favoring his direct disciples, I would not have reached this point."
Zhu Yu immediately cursed in his heart.
The candles in the bunker suddenly lit up, and Zhu Yu could clearly see the situation in the corner.
The corners of the bunker were filled with corpses, and each corpse had varying degrees of injuries. It was obvious that they had all been strangled by demonic energy.
Among these people were not only sect disciples, but also clan members from Taiyin Mountain, young and old, all of whom died.
Zhu Yu's eyes turned cold: "Taiyin Mountain, are you causing trouble?"
"Haha, the Immortal Lord is really smart." Wang Zhu laughed wildly, "Just to lure the Immortal Lord over."
The fair face of the Immortal in White suddenly turned cold, his starry eyes reflected the cold air comparable to the top of an iceberg, and his whole body was filled with an indifference that was repelling and thousands of miles away.
But he still likes it tight.
The more disgusted she is, the more she arouses his desire to conquer. It is so exciting to drag the flower of the high mountain down from the altar.
The words he said to Xie Weiran back then were explicit, but they were true to the core.
Zhu Yu didn't talk nonsense to him, he drew his sword and stabbed him.
Wang Zhu dodged in a flash. The opponent was a powerful person in the world of immortality. No matter how weak he was, his strength was still there.
He's not that stupid yet.
His purpose was just to lure her over.
While dodging, Wang Zhu winked at several other men in black. The men in black immediately dispersed, climbed onto the walls of the stone castle, and pressed the mechanism.
Zhu Yu shook off a few gusts of sword wind, and in the blink of an eye, her vision was pitch black. When she held the fire to illuminate, there was no trace of them anywhere.
There was a faint fragrance in the air, Zhu Yu frowned and hurriedly held his breath.
The fragrance was so strong that it made people dizzy. Zhu Yu suddenly thought that the stench on the female monster mentioned by the little devil should be this smell.
This damn stinker!
Zhu Yu was about to break the barrier with her sword and go out, when suddenly the world started to spin, and the scene in front of her changed.
It was no longer a dark and dark bunker filled with evil spirits. She came out.
Zhu Yu stood blankly at the entrance of Taiyin Mountain. When he saw the figure not far away, he was slightly startled.
The young man was dressed in a black robe, with a tall and straight figure. The cold sword in his hand was faintly emitting light blue light, and the other hand was covered in blood and flesh.
Around him, demon cultivators were lying on the ground, and dark red blood was flowing everywhere.
The young man's face was cold and expressionless, but his eyes were bright red.
Zhu Yu knew how he came out.
It was Xie Weiran who directly tore through the magic circle set up by Wang Zhu and pulled her out.
Zhu Yu endured the discomfort, tried his best to smile and liven up the atmosphere, and called him softly, "Little princess Ranran?"
As soon as she took a step, a strong force brought her into the boy's arms. Her waist was tightly hugged, and the heartbeat in the chest beside her face could be clearly heard.
Then a low and hoarse voice sounded in my ears: "Master, you lied to me..."
Zhu Yu's head was dizzy, and the cold fragrance on Xie Weiran's body felt better when the tip of his nose penetrated it.
But she felt like her waist was about to be broken.
"Sorry, I broke my promise."
She agreed to go back in three days. The little devil must have thought something had happened to her and was anxious to find her.
Zhu Yu pushed his hand, trying to break away, but the young man hugged him tighter.
Zhu Yu had no choice but to pat his back with his hand and comfort him: "I'm fine, don't worry."
"Master, I miss you so much."
His low voice sounded like he was talking in his sleep, with a hint of grievance and accusation, which made Zhu Yu's heart tremble violently.
Why are you so nervous?
"Well, I know, I miss you too." Zhu Yu sighed, feeling completely soft-hearted.
Suddenly remembering that Xie Weiran's hand was injured, Zhu Yuhaosheng coaxed him out of his arms, grabbed his hand and checked the wound.
His fingertips were scratched several times, and the wounds were stained with a touch of demonic energy. Zhu Yu took out the wound medicine from the storage ring and cleaned it for him. He raised his eyes and found that Xie Weiran had been staring at her.
The black eyes are deep, filled with dark blood, and their eyes are like a wild beast sizing up its long-awaited prey.
Zhu Yu was shocked, and quickly calmed down and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Xie Weiran lowered his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes covering up the complicated expression in his eyes, and then he hummed lightly.
He put his hand to her mouth and said seriously: "Master, it might be better if you blow it."
In such an ambiguous atmosphere, Zhu Yu almost laughed out loud.
Is the little devil teasing her?
Zhu Yu still took his hand and blew it gently to his mouth.
With this blow, she knew something was wrong.
There's something wrong with that strange smell in the magic array in the bunker!
With the sweet blood in front of her eyes, she actually wanted to take a sip, but when she realized it, the tip of her tongue had already licked Xie Weiran's cold white fingertips.
The young man's hand trembled violently.
Xie Weiran: "!!!"
Zhu Yu: “…”
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