Chapter 87: The Turtle in the Urn (2)
"Damn it!"
Seeing this, Xun Ruo hurriedly put down the cocoon and Xuan Xiaocao, pulled out the Ying Long Sword, held the sword in his left hand, and waved it with the sword soul of the Ying Dragon Sword, attaching the infusion of rolling demonic energy to the sword body, and instantly cut through the fan surface of the Yuchen folding fan, and at the same time made a series of Sanskrit Buddha seals with his right hand, protecting Xuan Xiaocao and the cocoon.
Xuan Xiaocao also suddenly opened the Qiankun bag, and one by one the small flying insects flew out, and under the control of the insect flute, they flew towards the dragon and tiger guard wearing heavy armor.
However, at this time, the hearts of the two of them sank to the bottom, just because Yu Chen sneered and said: "You two don't have to struggle, at this time, you Ancient Sect Elder Ji and the others are afraid that they have been entangled in miscellaneous matters and have no time to take care of you two!"
"Moreover, the old man Mu and others who have an old relationship with you are afraid that they will also be implicated by you, and they will be in trouble!"
Yu Chen's words were heartbroken, which made Xuan Xiaocao's flute almost stop.
"Don't be influenced by him!"
Xun Ruo raised his eyebrows, and attacked Yuchen's vital point more and more fiercely, using the edge of Ying Long's sword to cut through Yuchen's protective true qi, and the sword entered the flesh.
But at this moment, the blood jade divine silkworm on the shoulder of the lord of the Tiansang Kingdom suddenly released a rolling coercion, and a trace of blood-red silk thread spit out and rolled towards the waists of Xun Ruo and Xuan Xiaocao.
"Dangdangdang——!"
Xun Ruo frantically harnessed Ying Long's sword and slashed at this blood-red silk, but it made a burst of golden sound, which was difficult to shake, and he could only watch himself and Xuan Xiaocao be bound into zongzi by the blood-red silk thread.
The lord of Tiansang also shot at the same time, wiped out the insects released by Xuan Xiaocao with a wave of his hand, and shook away the Sanskrit Buddha seal released by Xun Ruo, looked down at the two of them condescendingly, and said coldly: "Lone can't break through your father's mental protection, and now, with you sent to the door, Lone can finally get what he wants and cultivate again!"
"Congratulations to Your Majesty, cultivate for further advancement!"
Just when the generals knelt down one after another, Xun Ruo's heart trembled and looked up at the sky: "It's not that this girl is so wise and close to the demon, why hasn't her back hand appeared?"
Xun Ruo and Xuan Xiaocao were suppressed in the forbidden land by the lord of the country, and were personally guarded by the blood jade god silkworm.
At this time, the lord of the country was waiting for news from the Zhangxiong Ancient Sect with Yuchen.
Half a month passed, and finally, a piece of good news reached the ears of the lord of the country: "Elder Pan of the Ancient Sect has informed the deceased Master and the deceased's family about Xuan Xiaocao's killing of a hundred fellow disciples in the secret land of the Ancient Sect, causing disputes within the Ancient Sect..."
"And successfully persuaded the ancient sect leader in Zhongzhou to get rid of the name of Xuan Xiaocao Xuzi who couldn't cultivate, and suppressed Elder Ji's faction..."
"Now Xuan Xiaocao's family and friends are all targeted by the elders of the ancient sect related to the deceased, the Dharma protectors, and the cultivator family where the deceased belonged..."
"And Mu Qi and the others have been driven out of the Zhangxiong Ancient Sect and captured by their subordinates..."
"Good!"
The Lord of Tiansang Kingdom clapped his hands violently, strode to the forbidden land, looked at Xuan Xiaocao, who had been sealed by cultivation, and said coldly: "Now, if you want your loved ones to live, you will honestly cooperate with Gu and leave the bloodline inheritance in your mind!"
"What if I don't?" said Xuan Xiaocao, who was hanging from the tree by silk, with scarlet eyes.
Yu Chen smiled, and threw out the three of them with a wave of his palm, and then Xuan Xiaocao burst into tears: "Aunt Mu Qi, Grandpa Mu, Aunt Xuefang..."
Seeing this, Kaoruo's eyes tightened: "I am a disciple of the Dharma Protector Morn of the Jialan Temple in Fanzhou, you Tiansang are so imprisoned in me, imprisoned in the daughter of my master, are you not afraid of attracting the revenge of my Jialan Temple?"
"Hehe... You're just a layman, so what can you do to let a temple avenge you?"
Yu Chen sneered: "You still have to think about it, when will your master be able to get out of the demon cave..."