Chapter Seventy-Three: Under House Arrest

Niu Er rolled his eyes, and his gaze immediately began to be obsessed again: "What the beauty said is true, what the beauty says is right." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Wusu "snorted" and said, "Then will you go with me?" ā€

"Where the beauty goes, I'll go." Niu Er was confused.

Hua Gu's delicate face was already distorted, and her slender fingers twisted fiercely-

Wusu smiled at her and directly dragged Niu Er away, and this twist came to naught.

"Girl, are Xiaoniang and Shoujian still alive?" Someone next to him interjected timidly.

Wusu glanced at the sober and honest face, and quickly looked away.

"You'd better give up!" She said this to Hua Gu's "kindness", and dragged Niu Er into the sea of fire surrounded by the vast formation phantoms.

Hua Gu's hand stopped in mid-air, and it didn't fall for a long time, Niu Er was not a good person, but he watched him die like this...... It's not a good thing to be too intuitive!

Wusu dragged Niu Er and bumped into the two Taoist priests who were about to walk out.

The young one was the first to frown: "What do you want to do?" ā€

Wusu let go of his hand, and suddenly pushed Niu Eryi, and Niu Er staggered into the sea of fire.

Suddenly, a heart-rending roar came from the sea of fire: "Help, save me, save me......"

The young Taoist priest's body moved, and his hand stretched out to the sea of fire.

Wusu said softly: "Don't move-"

The young Taoist priest turned his head, and in front of him, Niu Er's figure rolled painfully in the sea of fire, and behind him, a pair of jade-like flawless hands were placed on Lao Dao's neck at will, sharp nails against the fatal acupuncture points, and Lao Dao stood stiffly in place, his eyes were blank, as if he had been deprived of his soul.

He turned his gaze to Wusu's calm face and asked impatiently, "What exactly do you want to do?" ā€

"I have a relationship with that person that needs to be settled, and the Taoist leader should not interfere easily." Wusu replied lightly.

The Taoist priest frowned: "You are also a cultivator?" In this way, it is not advisable for you to harm people's lives. ā€

Wusu chuckled lightly, his expression full of disdain: "Cultivation? What is the way of cultivation? His eyes fell on the old road in front of him, and he said contemptuously, "Is your Dao not distinguishing between right and wrong or is it a rake?" ā€

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Why? The Taoist priest wondered.

Wusu glanced at him, his eyes fell on someone whose voice was getting weaker and weaker in the firelight, and said softly for a while: "Aren't cultivators good at calculating, it's better for the Taoist to calculate and speculate himself......"

After speaking, his hand was removed from Lao Dao's neck, and Wusu glanced at the unquenchable sea of fire lightly, turned around and left.

As soon as Wusu's figure was far away, the young Taoist priest took action to extinguish the fire that had never been extinguished, and the fire left a mess all over the place, with red-black roof beams and columns, broken rubble wall tiles, and three charred corpses.

The two bodies stacked on top of each other seem to have merged together, you have me, I have you, inseparable, and the other one, huddled in a ball alone.

Wusu didn't go far, and the fluttering figure passed by the noisy crowd and landed on a treetop not far away.

She shook her legs, looked at the sky that was dyed red and couldn't fade away from the heat, stretched out a hand, flipped her palm and watched silently.

Immortals are immortal and immortal, no matter how much they are injured, as long as the immortal soul is not lost, there will always be a time to come back to life.

And mortals, it is so simple to die, even if they hold it until they are old, it is only a few decades......

A breath silently came from the front, firmly wrapping around Wusu's waist one by one.

Wusu lowered his head, raised his head again, and looked at the young Taoist priest with a vigilant look on his face without any change.

"Poor Dao doesn't know where the girl is cultivating, since the girl is also a fellow Taoist, the girl should go with Poor Dao."

The nosy little Taoist priest is really interesting, Wusu smiled: "How does the Taoist want to deal with me?" ā€

"When this comes to the door, the girl will know about it." The Taoist priest replied coldly.

"Oh-" Su was noncommittal, and was taken back to the main door by the Taoist priest without resistance, along with the old Tao who had recovered his divine sense, but still seemed to be a thief.

She wouldn't say that she didn't notice the Tao of the mortal Taoist for a while, and anyway, the Taoist of the mortal world couldn't pose much of a threat to herself, so she didn't bother to struggle and resist.

After galloping all the way, Wusu and others landed in front of the green mountain surrounded by clouds and fog, on the boulder in front of the mountain, the big characters of Zhongxiu Mountain's three stone carvings entered the stone for three points, next to the boulder is the carved beam and cornice, the delicate mountain gate is depicted, and the horizontal plaque of the mountain gate is written with the cursive characters of the three dragons flying and phoenix dancing of the Lingyin Gate.

In front of the mountain gate, there are two young Taoist priests standing on the left and right, both of whom are clear and beautiful, and Zhong Lingyu is beautiful.

The two young men stepped forward and respectfully saluted the young Taoist priest and said, "Lingkong Zi Ancestor." ā€

Lingkong nodded.

The old Taoist priest behind him walked out with a wince, "Two senior brothers. ā€

The two teenagers replied lightly: "Senior Brother Blazing Sun." ā€

Wusu looked at this scene strangely, the cultivators in the mortal world, it was really interesting to call each other.

"Can the Spirit Elder of the Law Enforcement Hall return?" Lingkongzi asked lightly.

The young man on the left spoke up: "Back to the ancestor, Elder Lingzhizi has not returned yet. ā€

Lingkongzi frowned and looked at the leisurely Wusu.

Wusu turned his gaze and looked at Zhong Xiushan's scenery casually, occasionally glancing at these people, but he didn't stop, as if he was not interested in their conversation at all.

Lingkongzi pondered for a while: "Zhong Yi, you take Blazing Yang to Mu Xiufeng." ā€

"Yes." The boy on the left replied.

Lao Dao suddenly panicked and said: "Master, Master, Ancestor......" The words begging for mercy were stunned and did not dare to speak.

He knows how iron-faced and selfless this master is, but he is more afraid of Mu Xiufeng's one, whether he is moody or light, and the most terrifying thing is that the one who is not pleasing to the eye can be tossed with a dead hand without saying a word, and there are completely people who toss the three souls without courage.

He was taken away by Zhong Yi with a desperate face, and a pair of cloudy old eyes were like silent stagnant water in an instant, and he couldn't come out of it at all.

Wusu saw the figure of Lao Dao, and he didn't know if he had a good chance of success if he did it against Lao Dao in the sect.

Lingkongzi led Wusu into the mountain gate, and went straight to the top of the mountain, and when he reached the top of the mountain, several vertical jumps landed in front of the hut in the middle.

In front of the hut is a small clearing, and behind the hut is a straight and steep wall, like a knife-cut mountain, as if you accidentally fall into the illusion that there is absolutely no way to survive.

Lingkongzi said lightly: "The troublesome girl will stay here for a while, I don't know if the girl is in the valley, if not, the poor Dao will order the disciples of this sect to bring Su Zhai for the girl." ā€

Wusu glanced at him casually, still chuckling and said, "Dao Chief, this is trying to put me under house arrest?" ā€

It's funny, I can actually fall to the point of being locked up...... Exactly the same experience, should it be said that it is worthy of a father and daughter!