Chapter 89: The tone is not right

"In broad daylight, what kind of demon are you making trouble here?" shouted the black shadow on Wu Chen's front.

At this time, it would be nice to have a sharp sword in his hand, and he pointed at the shadow of black smoke with his bare hands, and he always felt that something was short.

The black smoke seemed to have recovered its vitality, and the evil smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to say, where did you come from, stinky boy!

Dare to call the old lady a demon!

"Whew!"

In the chaos of the black smoke face, it suddenly turned into a powerful scorched fireball, and quickly attacked Wu Chen.

Wu Chen's eyes were shocked, this black smoke illusion and the speed of the attack were all things that he couldn't resist now. I felt that my eyes changed, and the scorched fireball dragged a long tail and arrived in front of Wu Chen's eyes.

"Ahh

A scream.

It was so terrible that the air around it seemed to be shaking.

Wu Chen closed his eyes tightly and reacted for a long time before he woke up, and found that his eardrums were still vibrating.

It wasn't his screams just now.

He did have a throbbing pain in his chest from being hit by a heavy object, but the pain was bearable.

Suddenly opened his eyes.

Incredibly, the black smoke not far away turned into a human form again, but her eyes were dilated, and she couldn't help but pant with her hands on her chest, as if she had entered a dying state.

The black smoke looked at Wu Chen with dazed and frightened eyes, as if she had just seen a ghost.

At this time, Wu Chen heard the woman behind him also moaning in pain.

Wu Chen turned his head and saw that the woman's convulsions were not only unabated, but also intensified. Her whole body was nearly twisted, and she hugged her body in her arms in agony, and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood on the ground.

Her face was full of red, and red blood swelled between her eyebrows.

Wu Chen's eyes frowned, he didn't know what to do in this scene.

Ignoring the black smoke in the distance, he stepped in front of the woman in two steps and leaned down, tentatively comforting her and grabbing her arm: "How are you?"

Before Wu Chen's words fell, when his hand touched the woman's arm, for a moment, he suddenly felt a wisp of fresh air rise from the bottom of his heart, ease his body, and flow down his arm into the woman's arm.

At the same time that Wu Chen felt this, the black smoke that had been staring at them not far away shook violently a few times, and instantly twisted into a blurry and invisible black smoke, and the black smoke gradually dissipated and disappeared in the forest.

The cool aura in his heart gradually subsided, and Wu Chen saw that in the eyes of this little woman, he slowly returned to his normal look, and the red blood marks that loomed between his eyebrows were completely hidden.

Her whole person seemed to have regained her primordial spirit, and she sat up slowly.

For some reason, Wu Chen was beside her and saw her return to normal, and she was sincerely happy in her heart.

The little woman froze and turned her head sideways, although the look on her face was cold and arrogant, but her eyes were warm and kind. Wu Chen realized that he had been staring at her delicate eyebrows and smirking.

Hurriedly retracting his gaffe smile, Wu Chen could see that this woman must be thanking herself. He stood up, and with some deliberate swing of the corners of his clothes, flicked away the dust, and waited for her to speak.

If she says thank you, I'll politely tell her that you saved me when I was at the Southern Border, and you haven't told me why you saved me.

Besides, even if you and I don't have past kindness, seeing that you are in trouble, I should come to the rescue, and heroes have saved beauties since ancient times......

What is a promise or something......

Before Wu Chen could finish thinking about it, the woman who was still sitting on the ground had already withdrawn the warmth in her eyes.

She stood up and shouted to Wu Chen, "Why are you here!"

Wu Chen was stunned, and felt that this tone was not soft enough, but had a questioning tone, was it against common sense?

Then the little woman asked again, "What did you just see?"

Wu Chen turned around and lowered his head, and saw that the little woman was a head shorter than himself, but her face was as cold as frost, and there was obvious hostility and arrogance in her eyes, as if she was the one who was a head taller than others.

In such a short period of time, how did this little woman condense her warm and watery expression into ice?

Wu Chen comforted herself in her heart, maybe she was frightened by the black smoke, and showed a fierce side to try to protect herself, not to be uncommon and strange.

"Which question shall I answer to you first?" Seeing that she was still waiting for her answer, Wu Chen cleared his throat and said.

The little woman didn't accept his intention to ease the atmosphere, and continued to ask: "What did you see?"

Seeing that she blindly didn't give face, Wu Chen also restrained his smile and said, "I see you and ...... I don't know what it is, and I ......" He tried to explain, but when he said it, he found that he couldn't explain it clearly.

I saw you fighting with an unknown object, so I came up and meddled to save your life, which is probably what it meant.

Seeing that the woman's eyes became a little flickering because she was talking about the "unknown object", Wu Chen asked, "What is that black smoke?"

"It's the NightClan. The little woman replied that she had suppressed Fang Cai's temper a little.

"NightClan?"

"Haven't you seen it?"

Wu Chen nodded.

How many have seen the NightClan, he thought. At least none of the comrades-in-arms in the border barracks have seen it.

The Night-Folk live in the darkest places and do not like the light of day.

Legend has it that the Night Clan arose when the Xuan Qing people opened the door to the Chosen One.

Before the opening of the Chosen Gate, there was a polar day between heaven and earth for three consecutive days, but after the Chosen Gate was opened, there was very little daylight for three consecutive years, and almost most of them were polar nights.

The Night Clan rose up from those three years, and then the operation of heaven and earth was back on track, and the power of the Night Clan was already strong.

"I have a grudge against the NightClan. The little woman explained intentionally.

Wu Chen could only nod his head unconsciously, what kind of grievance actually made the Night Clan chase and kill in broad daylight?

After saying this explanation, the little woman's temper became bad again, I don't know what she was angry about, in short, the eyes that looked at Wu Chen were not friendly at all.

"Why are you here?" she asked, looking up.

"Do you remember me?" Wu Chen asked.

"What do you remember?" the little woman asked rhetorically.

When she asked the first question, Wu Chen thought she recognized herself as someone from the Nanyou Border Inn, but her answer seemed to deny it. But she did seem to be trying to rescue her at the time......

"Nothing. Wu Chen thought about it and said.

"Who are you, and why are you here, why don't you answer, I have asked you many times?" the little woman was a little displeased.

"I haven't asked you who you are or why you're here. Wu Chen was also a little displeased, obviously it was himself who had just saved people, why was he questioned?

"I'm cultivating in the Dragon and Tiger Altar, who are you?" the little woman said proudly.

Dragon Tiger Altar?

Wu Chen had seen it in the map of Ying Tianfu, it was a cultivation secret realm at the middle foot of Lanyue Peak. It is said that there are many Yunjin stones like jade, and the aura is abundant.

In those years, there was a saint who made alchemy in that secret realm, and the pill became and appeared in the form of a dragon and a tiger.

And in the secret realm, the foothills of the mountain are meandering like a dragon, and a huge stone in front of the mountain lies horizontally like a tiger, forming a confrontation between the dragon and the tiger, entrenched in the hidden trend, so it is called the dragon and tiger altar.

It is an excellent place for cultivation and retreat.

Who is this little woman, who can actually cultivate at the Dragon and Tiger Altar?

A young age shouldn't be the capital of the elders of Ying Tianfu.

Before Wu Chen could answer, the little woman had already looked at him, and said with a smile: "It turns out that you are trapped here!"

Wu Chen was shocked and blurted out, "How do you know?"

The little woman raised her head proudly, looked at Wu Chen, and then approached, pointing to Wu Chen's right arm and saying, "This Xuanbing Binding is not everyone qualified to have it, everyone is qualified to be bound!"

Ice Bondage?

Wu Chen raised his right arm in response, and his right arm was naturally the same, but there was an extra bracelet on his wrist.

...... He knows it!

Scales fall from one's eyes!

At that time, Han Qing, the lord of the mansion, gave him a set of this thing, and Wu Chen thought that this was a sign that every disciple had.

Ice Bondage!

No wonder she didn't have to ban my feet, and she wasn't afraid that I would run away from the house.

No wonder when I walked to the west gate, a dense net suddenly trapped me and stunned......