Chapter Ninety-Three: He's Here

What happens if you burn the soul here?

Zhu Luan did think about such a problem, if it was a previous life, she might not choose this way, after all, it is not ruled out that the mastermind behind the scenes may be waiting for such a scene.

Burning the divine soul required Zhu Luan to pay a lot of price, and in the case of her unstable spirit, she didn't know how long she could hold on.

But looking at the figure standing in front of him, listening to the sound of the bow pulling the string from behind, Zhu Luan opened his mouth and bit it without hesitation.

"You can't do that!" Princess Jinyang pulled her shoulder.

"Jinyang, instead of regretting not doing anything, I think it's more appropriate to regret everything after doing everything." Zhu Luan said.

Princess Jinyang bit her lip and let go of her hand.

As the footsteps behind them got closer and closer, everyone's nerves tensed.

Zhu Luan's mouth tasted blood, and a feathered arrow shot from behind, piercing her side with a thud, behind everyone, Duan Lizheng was struggling to swing his sword to resist the rain of arrows, every minute and every second was very dangerous.

Monk Xuezhai is still standing in front of him, and the whole person is like a Buddha statue that has entered the meditation.

There is no other way to flank back and forth.

Zhu Luan deepened the bite marks, so that it was enough to bleed, and the bright red blood on his fingers was about to burn in the wind.

At this moment, suddenly a man's pleasant voice came from the road ahead.

"Yukisai. That's enough. ”

The old monk Xuezhai, who was standing in place, opened his eyes, and his eyes revealed consternation.

Zhu Luan quickly put the bleeding wound back into his mouth.

A figure stepped out of the darkness.

The man with a deep breath walked out of the forest, and the white jade mask glowed warmly in the light of the fire.

Song Huaizhu.

Zhu Luan didn't expect to meet him again so soon.

Song Huaizhu said again in his unique thin ice-like voice, "Xuezhai, that's enough, let them go down the mountain." ”

"But!" The monk Xuezhai, who was originally immobile in the eight winds, suddenly panicked for some reason, and looked very surprised.

"Senior brother, if you let them go now, you won't be able to get that piece of ......," Monk Xuezhai said anxiously, but Duan Lizheng made a gesture to him, and Monk Xuezhai's voice stopped abruptly.

"It's okay, you can find this later." Song Huaizhu glanced at Zhu Luan and his party, "If you do things too definitely this time, it will be against the rules." ”

Song Huaizhu's face was expressionless, but the mood fluctuations of the Xuezhai monk standing beside her were very large, and the original appearance of the monk was gone, and he looked very excited.

"Senior brother, you've been waiting for so long, just this one thing, do you really want to give up?" Monk Xuezhai let out a long sigh and asked.

Song Huaizhu nodded.

Monk Xuezhai's eyes became grim, and he still stood motionless, "Senior brother, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, I don't understand why you suddenly want to give up at this time, but since I promised this matter, I will not give up at this time." ”

"Yukisai. Let them go down the mountain. Song Huaizhu's misty eyes were surging with dark tides, "It's okay to get here, I haven't given up, and I will look for more suitable opportunities in the future." ”

Monk Xuezhai was silent.

Song Huaizhu made a gesture of invitation to Zhu Luan and his party.

Princess Jinyang glanced at Zhu Luan suspiciously, raised her feet and walked out.

Zhu Luan glanced at the man who was not easy to get along with, and he didn't know why he didn't hesitate to go against his junior disciples and let them go immediately, and he didn't know why he suddenly appeared in this situation.

"Anyway, let's get out of here." Princess Jinyang spoke.

Hearing this, Zhu Luan and the others continued to walk forward, carefully bypassing the Xuezhai monk who was standing in place.

Monk Xuezhai stayed there all the time, motionless.

However, just when Zhu Luan passed by him for the last time, a sudden change occurred.

A powerful true qi suddenly struck her, and the robe of the monk Xuezhai floated slightly, rustling in the night wind.

His movements appeared too suddenly, and by the time Zhu Luan reacted, it was already too late.

Just when this true qi was about to hit Zhu Luan's body, it suddenly calmed down for a moment.

Song Huaizhu came to her side, facing Xue Zhai, and only raised one palm.

All the true qi released by the monk Xuezhai disappeared.

In just a short moment, the previous heavy true qi was exhausted.

"Yukisai. Don't force me to do anything to you, I said, let her go. Song Huaizhu's tone was still as indifferent as before, but for some reason Zhu Luan could tell from his words that he was angry.

It's a novel experience.

Song Huaizhu turned his back to Zhu Luan, and Zhu Luan couldn't see his face clearly, nor could he see his eyes.

He never looked back, and Zhu Luan didn't look at him.

She hurried past behind him, intending to thank him, but after thinking about it, she didn't say it.

……

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Originally, I thought that the bottom of the mountain was a hell on earth.

But I didn't expect it to be not.

Zhu Luan and his entourage looked at the empty foot of the mountain, relatively speechless, and the doubts in their chests became more and more intense.

Originally, I thought that the garrison at the foot of the mountain had not come to help because it had been wiped out, but I didn't expect to find out after actually going down the mountain that the garrison originally stationed here had disappeared and nothing left.

The garrison brought by Princess Jinyang has her personal guards, as well as outstanding ones selected from the forbidden army. Perhaps martial arts talent may not be considered the best, but loyalty to the royal family cannot be questioned.

The original garrison at the foot of the mountain was simple and clean, with no traces of fighting, which indicates that these garrisons were transferred voluntarily.

"Her Royal Highness Princess Jinyang." Duan Lizheng came to Princess Jinyang's side and suggested in a deep voice, "Since there is no sign of the garrison, can you wronged the princess to live in Duan's mansion?" ”

Duan Lizheng also came to Princess Jinyang's side, and after glancing at Zhu Luan, he also suggested: "The Duan family will do their best to protect the princess." ”

Princess Jinyang looked around and nodded.

Then she looked at Zhu Luan who was standing aside, "What are you going to do?" ”

Zhu Luan said seriously, "Of course I'm going to go back to the British Mansion. ”

Princess Jinyang's eyes widened: "Have you forgotten what happened tonight, those soldiers were originally going to take you back, and you just escaped and actually want to go back?" ”

"That said, it's my home now, after all." Zhu Luan smiled at her.

After speaking, Zhu Luan walked to the place where the group of palace maids who had just escaped and took off the decoration of the palace maids on a girl.

The veil was lifted, and inside was a familiar face, with tears rolling down it.

It's Yuying.

"Miss! Miss! The little girl hugged Zhu Luan, "I thought you forgot me." ”

Zhu Luan shook his head. Before leaving, in order to ensure Yuying's safety, Zhu Luan arranged for her to be among the palace maids and dressed her as a palace maid.

"Do you really want to go back?" Princess Jinyang walked up to her and asked softly.

"My family is still there. I have something to worry about," Zhu Luan replied with a smile.

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