Unexpectedly, she always thought that she would be attacked halfway, but she had already put the whip on her wrist, waited left and right for a long time, and even pretended to be sleepy, lying diagonally on the head of the pillar, but she could not make the thing behind her move.

After waiting like this for a long time, Nuomi hesitated, thinking that he had guessed wrong, or that the thing behind him had sneaked away quietly.

She hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't help but use another Ming and Qing talisman, and secretly released her divine sense again, and only after seeing that the small vacuum area behind her still existed, did she confirm that the other party was indeed still falling behind her.

But...... Why hasn't there been any response yet?

Nuomi didn't have any combat experience in the end, and sat on the shoulder of the pillar and thought about it for a long time, but he didn't come up with any reason, so he could only frown secretly in distress.

No matter how much she waited, the thing behind her just followed patiently, without the slightest intention of making a move, but told Nuomi to go from nervousness to relaxation, and then from relaxation to numbness. When she woke up suddenly, she couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Although she didn't know what the other party was thinking, she became tired because of the other party's forbearance. Fang Cai's nerves could still be tense, but as time went by, this little nervousness was gradually worn away, and even made her feel a little drowsy.

If the thing behind her is directly difficult when she relaxes, I'm afraid that the glutinous rice will even react half a beat slower.

She felt a little glad now, and the Cun Zài, who didn't know what it was, didn't take the opportunity to make a move. Or does it feel like it can wait for a better opportunity to make a move?

Now that he found out that he had accidentally relaxed, glutinous rice naturally would never be so casual anymore.

She couldn't maintain her long-term tension now, so she could only tell herself over and over again in her heart that she must not relax like this. But even so, she was still very nervous, she was too nervous all of a sudden, and soon she couldn't help relaxing, which had nothing to do with her own will, it was really a person who had been nervous for a long time, and her nerves were so tense that she would inevitably feel distracted.

It is really that people's energy is limited after all, and it is impossible to take care of it so thoroughly. After being tense for a while, it gradually began to soften, and the mind could no longer concentrate like this. It's really not something that can be controlled by yourself.

Nuomi sat on the pillar and waited for a long time, but the thing behind him neither left nor made trouble, but it made Nuomi feel a little uneasy.

I don't know if it's her delusion, but she always feels as if there are more and more monks around her. She walked all the way, probably passing by the edge of a fairy city, and even someone stopped in front of her, and asked her identity kindly.

Nuomi himself is a loose cultivator, and he doesn't know how to prove his identity at all, so he can only take out the jade card of Xianyi City. Thanks to Xianyi City, it is very famous, and even in the west, there are often monks from Xianyi City who come to do tasks. The monks who were blocking the way obviously also recognized the jade plaque of Xianyi City, and after flipping through it casually, they showed a smile on the glutinous rice.

One of the older ones nodded at Nuomi and said with a smile, "It's not very peaceful on our side lately, so you should be careful when you walk outside alone." ”

He smiled as if he would never be angry. Although he was saying warning words to Nuomi, he gave people a feeling that he was not very nervous.

Nuomi nodded, remembering the thing behind her, and opened her mouth, but in the end she still didn't mention it to them.

She really didn't know who these monks were. Although she looked amiable in front of her, she sat on the pillar, her eyes were relatively high, and she could still see from a distance that these monks forcibly suppressed a group of casual cultivators passing by, perhaps just because those casual cultivators did not have something to prove their identity.

Those monks were not even pressed down peacefully, and they saw that many of them were wounded, and they were pushed all the way into the nearby fairy city. But if there is even the slightest resistance, they will bombard them with spells mercilessly, regardless of the life or death of those who are loose cultivators.

Nuomi frowned when she saw it in front, but when she walked in, those scattered cultivators had all been suppressed into the fairy city, she didn't know the situation, and she couldn't say anything more, just asked her to have more relations with these monks, but she really didn't want to.

In order to speak to these monks, she jumped down from the pillar, and when she looked at the eyes of the monks, she felt a little chilled, and reminded her of the eyes of the other monks looking at her on the road, as if she was riding on the pillar, what a great rebellion, and made her feel uncomfortable.

She hesitated slightly, and then did not sit back on the pillar directly, but took the pillar's hand and walked out of the range of the fairy city slowly.

As she walked, Nuomi kept looking back at her.

She wanted to see the monks behind her, but she also took the opportunity to check on the thing that had fallen behind her. It's just a pity that that thing seems to be very careful all the way. It wasn't until she completely walked out of the confines of the immortal city that she couldn't see the monks who stood in the way again, and the thing still didn't show its form.

"Alas......"

Glutinous rice couldn't help but sigh deeply.

All her previous excitement and nervousness have now gradually turned into helplessness with the passage of time.

The pillar slowly followed her, and when he could no longer pick up the monks who stood in his way, the pillar suddenly stood still, bent slightly towards her, and stretched out his hand towards her, as if he was about to put her back on his shoulder.

Nuomi smiled, the smile was only half raised, his face turned white suddenly, he reached out and pushed on the pillar arm, and jumped back a big step.

She had already wrapped the whip around her wrist before, and at this time, with a flick of her wrist, she held the whip handle with one hand, and with a volley in the air, she swung the whip out, hitting a flying golden fairy bell on the head, and the fairy bell that flew straight over flew upside down.

At this time, the fairy bell made a crisp jingle sound, flew backwards halfway, suddenly turned in the air, and hit the glutinous rice again.

Nuomi didn't expect that this fairy bell could actually change its position in the air, this fairy bell was quite close to her, so that she didn't have enough time and space to wield the whip, so she could only pinch her rattan whip with both hands and move forward, blocking the fairy bell with the whip in front of her chest.

The small fairy bell hit the rattan whip in Nuomi's hand, which was obviously just a small bell the size of a fruit, but when it hit the whip, it was like a meteor hammer that had been swung up by the body cultivation, and it slammed together, so that Nuomi almost threw the whip out of his hand.

The fairy bell was pushed by her whip, and it also crooked, and slowly fell to the ground.

Only then did she realize that there was actually a thin strap tied to the fairy bell. The ribbon was probably woven of a very special material, and only reflected the seven-colored light in the sunlight, and in the shadows, it was a transparent piece, so that people could not see the traces at all, and it was no wonder that she did not find the ribbon in a hurry.

Now, although she reluctantly stopped the fairy bell, the tiger's mouth was numb, so soft that she could barely lift it, which showed the strength contained in the middle of the fairy bell.

Nuomi was not a martial artist in the first place, and she didn't have any talent in martial arts, so she chose to use the whip in her hand to resist the fairy bell, but it was just because the fairy bell attacked too suddenly, and she didn't have time to chant the spell at all. Looking at it now, there was a considerable gap between her and the person who attacked behind her - at least in terms of martial arts, they were not of the same rank at all.

At this time, Fang Shi reacted and rushed in the direction where the fairy bell flew over.

"Hee-hee."

A thin laugh rang out on the open road. The sound of this laughter was very low, far and near, so that Nuomi felt that it sounded behind the root of the ear, and Nuomi felt that the sound seemed to come from a distance in front of him. Even the pillar seemed to lose its direction in an instant, and for a moment, he turned his body in front of the glutinous rice and looked left and right, as if he was not sure which direction to rush into.

Nuomi was stunned by this laughter, and heard a crisp sound of jingle bells from her side, so she suddenly came back to her senses, but saw that the fairy bell that fell to the ground had risen into the air again, and this time it actually went around her back.

Only then did she realize that she had lost her mind during the battle, and immediately panicked, instinctively raised the whip in her hand again, turned around, swung the whip forward, and rolled it towards the faintly shining belt. Her mind was even blank, and she didn't think too much about it at all, she just felt that she couldn't let this fairy bell wrap around her body.

The thin voice let out a low "huh", and did not attack again, but pulled the belt, and the fairy bell made a crisp sound again, and shrank back, just avoiding the long whip wrapped around the glutinous rice.

Nuomi had a chance to breathe, and no matter why the other party suddenly flinched, he quickly took out a handful of rune paper from his body.

She had long seen that there was a great distance between herself and the other party in martial arts, and her arms were still a little soft, but they were barely supporting. She didn't want to be bumped into by the fairy bell again. (To be continued.)