Wang Fu couldn't help but feel annoyed. If Meng Nu was there, it might still work.
The Butterfly Mirror Stone builds a passage between the two places. People cannot pass through it, but Mengnu can change its shape and enter the interior of Lian Xiangtian.
The opponent is a ghost in sackcloth, but his strength is limited. If Meng Nu takes action, he will definitely be able to save Yu Yi'er.
But the timing is unlucky, and now Mengnu is far away.
"Yu Yi'er, don't worry, there must be a way."
Yu Yi'er listened to Wang Fu's comfort. Although he knew he would die, he was not as panicked as before.
"Wang Fu, I am very satisfied to have you by my side before I die."
When Yu Yi'er met, she thought that the note in the kit was Wang Fu's contact information deliberately left behind. Once she read the scripture, Wang Fu would sense it and contact him proactively.
"He did it with intention."
Yu Yi'er is not afraid of death, but is afraid of leaving regrets before he dies.
As children of cultivators, on the road to eternal life, we have long been mentally prepared. Killing ghosts and dying is the most honorable destination.
However, life is short, and decades pass by in a hurry, leaving many regrets.
"Yu Yi'er, don't panic, don't be confused, there must be a way."
Wang Fu took a deep breath, he realized that the other party was a ghost in sackcloth, far better than the Great Yaksha of Gushan. Even if he went there in person, he might not be able to help.
However, according to what Yu Yi'er said, reinforcements from Zhenxian Mansion are unlikely to arrive at the moment.
With little chance of survival, no wonder Yu Yier was desperate.
There must be a way...
Wang Fu thought urgently, and it was a bad idea to use the prayer tree to transfer the fire of life until he could be resurrected later as a last resort.
"Yu Yi'er, is there any way to hold the Maigui back until reinforcements arrive?"
Yu Yi'er shook his head, "Impossible, the Maigui ghosts are still observing. Once they see through our true identity, they will definitely kill us all."
What are elites? They are powerful, resourceful and will not be fooled by their petty tricks.
Every sack-clothed ghost is a bloodthirsty, cunning and powerful being.
"Wang Fu, there is no need to blame others, this is my destiny."
Yu Yi'er took a few breaths and calmed down. She had made a decision.
At this moment, faced with the dilemma of life and death, Yu Yier got rid of the shackles of the sect and returned to the small town where the boy and girl met for the first time.
How wonderful it would be if it could always be the original pure identity.
"Wang Fu, do you like me?"
"Well!"
Wang Fu thought to himself what the question was, of course it was, but before he could answer, a hurried voice came from the other side, "I like you."
Confessed, confessed, she confessed.
Wang Fu was so shocked that he couldn't speak. What's going on? Shouldn't something like this be done?
He suddenly smiled and said, "Yu Yi'er, don't be afraid, I will stay with you."
Yu Yi'er's face turned red. She couldn't help but shed tears when she heard Wang Fu's words. Only then did she realize that she had been in fear.
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This means that after the long stalemate, the Maigui realized that they were alone and were ready to take action.
It's over.
All my classmates had the same thoughts in their hearts.
winter!
His vision blurred, and the senior brother who was standing at the front had a look of shock on his face, and everything from his neck down was covered in blood mist.
Maigui took action and easily killed the senior brother in the Eight-Bend Realm. Everyone could not even see the trajectory of his attack.
It's too strong. The Maid Ghost in the rumors is already very strong, but when you meet it in reality, you realize that it is a hundred times more terrifying than the rumors. It is so powerful that it makes people desperate. Facing the Maid Ghost, there is no possibility of survival.
Duanmu Guoer knelt back and saw a flash of afterimages. The bodies of three or four fellow disciples were cut into seven or eight pieces, and the lotus leaves under their feet were covered with blood.
"What are you doing standing still? Let's go quickly."
This was Yu Yi'er's voice, Duanmu Guo'er reacted.
The sackcloth ghost went on a killing spree, and all the disciples present had no power to resist.
The spell couldn't hit because Maigui was too fast. Even the magic weapon was caught by Maigui before he could hit the opponent, and then he was thrown into the water.
Just when everyone was in despair, a low voice sounded, "Supreme True Martial Arts."
In an instant, the lotus leaves that were touching the sky and blocking out the sun began to move, and a chilling air rose around them.
An angry mood descended from the sky, and a huge and burly figure in the light and shadow descended from the sky, with turtles and snakes under its feet.
"Supreme Zhenwu, we are saved."
In the Black Water Courtyard, one can practice the Secret Code of the Northern Emperor, start with the two phases of tortoise and snake, and then comprehend the supreme true martial arts. This is a one-in-a-million state.
The essence of supreme true martial arts fell from the sky, causing the ghost in sackcloth to appear in the blink of an eye.
Wearing sackcloth, with hands stained with blood, he looked sideways at the artistic conception of the Supreme True Martial Arts in the sky.
Damn it, I fell into a trap.
Maigui instantly guessed that the opponent was ambushing in a dark place, leading him to take action and taking the opportunity to sneak attack from behind.
Practitioners who are strangers are too insidious.
Mai Gui had a bad idea. From the moment he didn't realize there was an ambush and decided to take action, he fell into the opponent's trap.
The supreme true martial arts, the true essence of subduing demons, happened to be his nemesis, and he attacked from behind, which was fatal.
"call!"
Maigui screamed in surprise, gave up on the disciples of the True Immortal Mansion around him, turned around and left.
Without stopping for a moment, he broke through a few lotus leaves and disappeared at the end of the sky.
"Finally gone."
The artistic conception of supreme true martial arts disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Wang Fu breathed a sigh of relief. He was planning an empty city. His artistic conception could bluff people, but the secret would be exposed once they fight.
Fortunately, this sack-clothed ghost was suspicious by nature, so he was scared away.
"Yu Yi'er, remember, don't relax. The other party is very likely to leave and come back. I will be ready to scare him away."
Wang Fu gave Yu Yi'er a few more instructions.
A few more days passed, and the Mai ghost kept wandering around without giving up.
Wang Fu was not a vegetarian either. He deliberately hid the artistic conception of Supreme True Martial Arts and did not reveal it, creating the illusion of an ambush for the other party.
Mai Gui thought about it again and again, feeling that he could not find a chance to make a move, so he left in disappointment.
At this point, the dust has settled, and Yu Yi'er and his fellow disciples are definitely saved.
"That senior brother, why did you leave without saying goodbye?"
"There must be something important going on. Let's go hunt down that sack-clothed ghost."
The fellow disciples around him spent the rest of their lives talking about the mysterious senior brother.