Bodhizi didn't hesitate to use the teleportation spell to rush to the Black Jiaotan, and he didn't care whether Yuan Su had settled accounts with him.

However, with Yuan Su's undisguised green eyes towards Yang Muqing, if it wasn't for a tricky matter to deal with temporarily, he might have rushed over with him at this time.

Jealousy, jealousy.

But in a blink of an eye, he thought that his cheap apprentice didn't know whether he was alive or dead at this time, and his mood completely turned to another direction.

Anxious, anxious.

A black hole of air flow appeared in the sky above the Black Jiaotan, and Murong Cao felt that the space-time scene around her seemed to freeze for two or three seconds, and then the angry Bodhi Zi appeared beside her.

The reason why she sent away Little Apple was naturally not to expect her to really find a savior.

This time and again, the daylily was cold.

"How long?"

"37 minutes."

Except for glancing at Bodhi Zi just now, Murong Cao's eyes have been staring at the calm pool like stagnant water, and the slightest ripple can't escape her subtle observation, and she desperately hopes that that familiar face will appear in the next second.

However, the surface of the pool did not fluctuate, like a cold mirror.

Bodhi Zi has no hair to rush to the crown, and his tone is not friendly.

"Why are you so sluggish? If you drag it on for so long, everyone will be miserable by you! ”

"37 minutes and 15 seconds."

Being scolded by Murong Cao like this, Bodhi Zi had no choice but to suppress all kinds of dissatisfaction in his heart, and ripped off his coat, like a fish returning to the pond, he jumped into the pool without hesitation, with a skillful and graceful posture.

Sure enough, it's in the same vein, although it's obviously people with different personalities, but the way they deal with things is strikingly similar.

Murong Cao was a little speechless, more worried, she should indeed believe in Bodhizi's ability to put a million hearts, but the deep pool of water in front of her that devoured life seemed to suck away all people's hopes, making people's hearts shake.

What is hidden at the bottom of the unknown pool?

If you are not even an enemy of Bodhi, how should you deal with yourself?

It seems that since she has Yang Muqing by her side, the things she originally insisted on began to show its ethereal and unreachable little by little, so that she began to waver a little, seemingly harmless to the overall situation, but in fact, many have become different.

She couldn't tell what was different, but if Yang Muqing was really lost in the pool this time, she really didn't know how she would react.

Therefore, when Yang Muqing's variable is more and more beyond his expectations and control, whether he also needs to make some appropriate responses, blindly stubborn is not his style, no matter when, always choose the most correct way to deal with it, is his own code of conduct.

Murong Cao's eyes looking at the water surface became colder and colder, and there was no warmth at all on weekdays, as if it was cold ice that would not melt for thousands of years.

Bodhi Zi is not good at water, so he pinched the breath when he went into the water, his mana is a few floors higher than Yang Muqing, as soon as the breath control takes effect, he is like the top lubricating oil, even the finest water molecules can't penetrate, only the oxygen he needs can enter the gaseous protective shield.

The pool is very deep, and the further down it goes, the colder the water becomes, and the further down it goes, the more wrong it becomes.

Bodhizi's teeth began to tremble, and his whole body was filled with a cold that had been deposited for a long time, and the cold air felt very uncomfortable to his bones, and he felt that he was even about to freeze, and he wanted to cast a fire charm to burn the surrounding pool water a little warmer.

Bodhizi pondered to himself, and soon had an answer in his heart, what was hidden at the bottom of the pool was definitely not simple, after all, this kind of extremely pure cold was not something that ordinary evil could be shown.

Moreover, he had previously released his five senses and six senses to feel the elemental fluctuations near the Black Jiao Pond, and there was no demonic aura or demonic breath.

There are only two reasonable explanations for this: first, the opponent this time is very high-level, maybe it is the same energy level as Yuan Su; Second, the things at the bottom of the pond are not evil things at all, but something else.

Thinking of this, Bodhizi immediately hid his aura, and was no longer as arrogant as usual that even the ghosts ten miles away fled from the wind.

When he finally swam to the bottom of the pool and saw the scene in front of him, he was even more glad that he did not act rashly.

The Divine Sacrifice Array that has clearly been activated and has absorbed innocent lives.

The artifact jade weaving wrapped in a humanoid "silkworm cocoon".

Bodhizi took out a string of exquisite Buddha beads that had been spelled by Yuan Su and circled it around his neck twice, and then crept to Yuzhiluo, listening to the movement inside.

There was a slight breathing and heartbeat, but it was very slow, as if it could stop at any moment.

It seems that the effect of the seal he left on Yang Muqing's body is not so strong.

Bodhizi clenched his fists, snorted coldly, and was very angry in his heart, eager to immediately find out the guy hiding in the spring, fight for five hundred rounds, and then pull out its spinal cord and drink.

However, just thinking about it now, Yang Muqing's vital signs were already so weak that he couldn't afford to act rashly.

If Yang Muqing had the opportunity to see the demeanor of the teacher displayed on Bodhizi's immature and scoundrel face at this moment, he would definitely be silently moved to the point of being a mess.

Bodhi Zi randomly took one of the several human-shaped wooden planks pressed at the bottom of the stone, took three drops of blood from the tip of his tongue, and drew a stand-in talisman on the wooden board, and the continuous spiritual power flowed with his fingertips in the lines of the wooden board.

After a short time, the planks split into small pieces and scattered into a life-size virtual body in the water.

"Hurry away, this man's woe now."

With Bodhizi's command, the virtual body seemed to be alive, as if greeting someone, and slapped towards Yuzhiluo.

There is the qi and blood of Bodhi in this virtual body, which is a better nourishing thing than Yang Muqing for Yu Zhiluo.

Almost instinctively, Tamaorira loosened a gap.

Bodhizi saw half of Yang Muqing's face.

He smiled with satisfaction, this gap was enough for him to save people.

An inconspicuous peachwood sword slashed the gap into a murderous gap with the power of thunder.

Bodhi Zi touched Yang Muqing's fingers, and this touch was the difference between death and life.

With another teleportation spell, two wet people fell from mid-air to Murong Cao's feet.