Chapter 4775? Contaminated Cause and Effect
After walking only a hundred steps, a silver bell-like chuckle rang out from the waters of the four fields, from far to near, and finally condensed behind Jian Wushuang.
Then a soft and boneless palm lined up on his shoulder briskly.
"Why are you walking so fast, why can't you wait for me?"
Jian Wushuang did not look back when he heard the words, but walked forward on his own.
"Okay, let's not make trouble with you, you elm head, it's really boring!"
After the silver bell-like voice fell, a petite figure in a green and lotus robe walked past him with brisk steps and walked forward.
Jian Wushuang regarded her as nothing, and still walked slowly.
"Hey, can't you just wait for me? Can you think about my feelings?"
The petite figure was chattering like a bird, and seemed extremely dissatisfied with Jian Wushuang's actions.
"Tell you, even if you don't like this girl, there are many who like this girl. Who do you think you are!"
The petite figure almost jumped on him and roared, like a small beast, although it was extremely angry, it was helpless.
"I was saved by you, so you should take care of me as it should be. How can anyone not do the aftermath work? It is often said that the Buddha is sent to the West. It's not too much for this girl to let you take care of me."
As if she didn't see Jian Wushuang's indifference, she was still talking tirelessly.
"So coincidentally, it turns out that you don't like meat, and I don't like it either, what? You mean you don't like boiled meat, but grilled meat? Give me a break from meat, do you hear?" Annoyed, he stretched out his hand and pointed at him.
Jian Wushuang seemed to be a little unbearable after a short journey of more than a thousand steps, and he finally looked to his side.
Then, in a low voice, "Your obsession is really obsessive, can you chatter endlessly to a stranger?"
And the petite figure seemed to have not heard Jian Wushuang's words. After losing his temper, he began to talk to himself again.
"It's so beautiful, look at this place, isn't it beautiful, let's live here in the future, okay?"
"Here, build a thatched hut and concentrate on your practice,
I accompany you every day, planting many, many lotus flowers. "
The petite figure was looking forward to it, so much so that it stopped in place.
And Jian Wushuang also stopped at this moment, calmly said, "You are just an obsession, just go away, don't delay me on my way."
Her eyes suddenly dimmed, and then turned red.
The waters, which were originally silent to the eerie, began to churn, and everything seemed to be fading and turning gray.
"Would you like to follow me?" She stretched out her hand, trying to grab Jian Wushuang, but everything was useless.
She followed the bluestone road and the deep water, all collapsing and dying.
When it was about to collapse, the lotus flowers on the entire deep water surface were in full bloom.
As the plump lotus buds bloomed, there was a palm-sized skull in each one.
...
In the darkness, Jian Wushuang slowly opened his eyes.
That kind of scene, the incredible dialogue, disappeared, replaced by one after another of sound sleep.
Jian Wushuang sat up and noticed that he was now in a spacious pavilion.
At the same time, he raised his arm again, and when he saw the faint but solid cobweb blood line on his arm, his mood fell to the bottom.
This shows that he has been infected with those resentment and karma, as well as the big slaughter.
Everything was too inexplicable. He tried his best to keep himself from being contaminated, but he fell into the sea of blood and became contaminated in the end.
This is by no means a good thing. If it is handled carelessly, it can be regarded as an irreparable crack in his future state of mind or in his cultivation.
Chen Qing, Chunqiu and the others all lay beside him and fell asleep. After Jian Wushuang's investigation, it was obvious that they were more or less infected with these karma and calamity.
Apart from these two people, Di Qing, who was sleeping on the outermost side of the bed, was less contaminated.
At the same time, there was a woman who was curled up and sleeping beside Jian Wushuang.
wait, woman? His mind immediately woke up, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand to straighten the sleeping woman curled up beside him.
But to his disappointment, this woman was not Yin Ling, but a heroic woman he had never seen before.
Although this woman is not beautiful, her heroic face is still very recognizable.
Jian Wushuang looked down. Judging from the woman's shattered armor, she looked very much like the young guard who held him hostage in the Northern Heaven Immortal State.
"Could it be that it's all fashionable for women to disguise themselves as men now?" Jian Wushuang felt a little depressed after confirming once again that this heroic woman was the young guard.
It seemed that she felt being watched, and at this moment, the heroic woman slowly opened her eyes.
Looking at each other, perhaps seeing the strangeness in his eyes, the heroic woman subconsciously touched her cheek.
"Don't touch it, I can see it clearly." Jian Wushuang said softly.
"I killed you!" She burst out without warning, raising her palms to look at his neck.
How could Jian Wushuang make her wish, she directly raised her hand to resist, but after a few tricks, she completely subdued her.
Since the power in her body still hasn't recovered, she is only struggling with physical strength, and Jian Wushuang naturally subdues her easily.
"Although I don't know what's the relationship between you and me, but you have to figure out that it's not me who killed them." Jian Wushuang let go of her and said solemnly.
The heroic woman didn't do any more. After giving him a deep look, she got up and walked out of the door.
Lying on his back on the bed again, Jian Wushuang began to recall the strange, dream-like place he had slept in before.
And, the silver bell that disappeared after falling into this sky.
The sky-shaped bone armor in Yin Ling's hand was the sole purpose of their operation. If she disappeared, everything would be meaningless.
Just as he was thinking about everything that happened, a desolate and desolate horn sounded from outside the pavilion.
Jian Wushuang rolled over and got out of bed, pushed open the window, and explored the situation outside.
Almost at the same time, in a certain big city in this sand devil cave, Cui Jing, who was naked with his upper body, flew out of it as the noise resounded and stood in the air.
"Damn, it must be those big bald donkeys who are immortal again!"
Cui Jing said resentfully, stretched out his hand and tightened the belt of his trousers, and led more than a dozen top cultivators to ascend to the city head of the Sand Demon Cave.
Following Cui Jing's departure, not long after, countless top cultivators, like ants, began to walk out of any corner of the Sand Devil's Cave, and then they all converged towards it, covering the sky and the sun.