Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Master of the Tower

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Jade Butterfly flew back to Wusu's shoulder and whispered, "Master, it seems that someone has come in......"

Wusu frowned, and sent another ...... to death Still, does it have anything to do with me going out?

The next moment, a red phantom appeared lightly in the space where Wusu was.

Wusu's heart moved, when did you feel him coming in?

…… Just.

Did he appear out of thin air, or did he come in from the tower gate?

…… Tower Gate.

Wusu's eyes coldly watched the red phantom slowly approach, this person is the master that the puppet said......

His appearance was very blurry, and he was wearing a somewhat nondescript red robe, and his temperament was unexpectedly extremely cold.

He glanced lightly at the puppet who was being pancakes by the black snake, and the expression on his face could not show the ups and downs of joy and anger.

"Why are you here?" He asked faintly.

It sounded as if he knew himself, but it was a pity that Wusu didn't have the slightest sense of familiarity with him, a complete stranger feeling.

She didn't want to answer, but considering that he was most likely the puppet's master, and the puppet had said that it was his master: "The head of the Lingyin Sect, Linghuazi, thinks I need to meditate here......"

"Retreat?" His lips opened slightly, and the words he spit out were obviously mocking, his expression instantly became extremely gloomy, and the sudden chill in his eyes could simply condense.

Wusu subconsciously took a step back, his palm slightly gripped, and his expression was vigilant.

When his gaze swept inadvertently, it fluctuated slightly, and he quickly put away the bitter chill, returned to a calm appearance, and said lightly: "I'll send you out." ”

Wusu's eyes flashed, and there was an inexplicable sense of disobedience in his heart, so easy to think that there would be something strange.

She looked at him in silence and did not speak.

He took out a bead from the brocade bag on his waist, and the bead fell to the ground, instantly spreading countless white lights, and the white light slowly gathered to form the opening of the channel.

The hidden place of this exit is really unimaginable to ordinary people.

Wusu hesitated for a moment, then hesitantly approached.

The origin of this man is unknown, but it is true that he has opened the exit of the current tower gate......

I just don't know where the exit will lead......

Whether to take this risk, Wusu's expression was slightly nervous.

After all, she had just planted a big heel on mortals, and she didn't dare to despise the minds of mortals for a while.

The most critical point is that his strength cannot be seen through by Su Su.

Wusu could be sure that he was neither an immortal nor a demon, just an illusion similar to that between the living soul and the dead soul.

But even so, his strength is definitely a lot higher than that of ordinary cultivators, although he may not be able to compare with himself, but the role of the head of the Lingyin Sect should not be enough for him......

However, he seems to be very hostile to the head of the Lingyin Sect, could it be that he has also been trapped? Wusu looked at him, the speculation in his eyes growing.

He seemed to see through Wusu's thoughts, and said lightly: "If I want to be bad for you, I don't have to be so troublesome at all." ”

This sounded a bit arrogant and excessive, and Wusu frowned, faintly reluctantly agreeing in his heart.

That's right, since he can come and go here freely, he naturally knows everything about this place, and he doesn't have to set an obvious trap to deal with himself, and the most important point is that he can completely ignore her and let himself die here.

After figuring out these points, Wusu put away the suspicion on his face, leaving a trace of inconspicuous curiosity, and after retracting the two mimic pets casually, one foot stepped into the white channel, and a voice came from behind him-

"Watch out for that boss, he's not as simple as you seem." He paused and said, "Little Jin is a living puppet I forged. You can take him with you, and in a pinch, you can let him protect the Lord. ”

Wusu turned his head, his expression was very light, and his eyes looked at him deeply with hesitation: "Who are you?" Do you know me? The tone was very affirmative.

His face showed a little sad expression, and he was quickly suppressed: "Now you don't have to know. If I have the chance, I will take the initiative to tell you. ”

Is it hard to say? Wusu thought about it for a while, nodded and said, "It's okay." But you might as well keep the puppet for yourself. ”

"You'd better take him with you, or I can't guarantee where the exit from this passage will be." He replied meaninglessly.

Wusu felt that this sentence was not ordinary strange, but there was no need to worry about such a trivial matter when he thought about it, so he replied dispensably: "Okay." After speaking, he stepped forward and dragged his whole body into the passage in a foggy manner.

In the process of Wusu's march, there was a faint line of sight behind him that stayed and lingered.

However, she didn't look back once, didn't bother to look back, and didn't want to look back.

If you can provoke as little trouble, try to provoke as little as possible.

The exit at the other end of the passage seemed to be a sparsely populated meadow and wild forest, and after Wusu walked out, the exit behind him automatically closed and disappeared.

In front of you, all kinds of unknown weeds and wildflowers are densely distributed in all corners, one corner in front of which is a dense wild forest, and the rest are hills one after another, and the rare murmuring sound of water comes from the ears, as if there is a crystal clear stream flowing between the cols, meandering.

At this moment, it is about dusk, the light of the day is gradually eroded by the black light of the night, and the endless sky is like pouring a faint ink color, mixed with the white of the white clouds, forming layers of gray and white fog, looking from afar, condensing the still gray fog, as if absorbing the light of the day, is about to take the whole sky into the night.

Wusu silently felt a sense of joy to see the light of day, and even this rough scenery with no beauty looked much more pleasing to the eye than usual.

"Hmm-" The puppet Xiaojin, who had been in a coma for a long time, woke up slowly, and after opening his eyes, he seemed a little uncomfortable facing the unfamiliar scenery in front of him, and after staring at the sky with a dull expression for a long time, he slowly got up, with a stiff smile on his face, "Master, did you really bring me out?" Why? ”

Wusu looked at him silently, and she also wanted to ask why.

Why should you be threatened to bring an "enemy" out?

- Lord Protector?

Are you sure he won't regurgitate anytime and anywhere?

"Master, the outside world is really good, although it is different from what I imagined, but it is still good."

Wusu silently watched a certain man with a misty head and below his head haunting the flowers and grass, not knowing whether to say that it was weird or whether to look at the essence through the phenomenon and say a bold ...... He forgot to take out his clothes.

And then, what now? Is it for him to run around so boldly and weirdly alone? Or do you want to take him on a leash?

Hisoka, there was a slight sound in the silent gray sky, and although it wasn't obvious, Wusu heard it.

Wusu sank his eyes for a moment, silently sealed someone, and took someone to hide his figure.

"Where did you take her?" A questioning voice with a deep suspicion came, and the voice seemed to be that Lingkong Zi Ancestor.