Wan Yanjing's eyes were pitch black, but this kind of blackness and the blackness that the eyes couldn't see were two different things.

Before, she couldn't see clearly and only had a faint sense of light, but at least her brain could think about things, and her heart was clear.

It's pitch black now, it's really dark and fainted.

I don't know how long it took, Wan Yanjing woke up in a burst of muttering scriptures.

She didn't dare to open her eyes, so she pretended to be unconscious, intending to observe her surroundings secretly.

The situation was not good, she could hear the sounds around her, and she could feel the coldness and hardness of the stone platform beneath her, but even if she wanted to move her fingers slightly, she couldn't do it.

I don't know what the monk did to her, Wan Yanjing can't feel the pain, and she can't control her body, the only thing she can do is listen to their chatter.

She quickly identified seven people around.

Seven people formed a circle and guarded her in the center, how to say this scene, it was like a sacrifice or excess, and it felt creepy to think about it.

Sacrifice and transcendence are not very friendly, one is the future continuous of death, and the other is the past perfect of death.

Could it be that today is the end for her?

But there are still many days before the 100-day period.

She still had too many doubts to confirm whether the person she met on the street was really her brother, and she had a lot to say to his brother.

In a scripture that is completely incomprehensible, the time passes by second.

The warm little reptile crawled over the numb skin on her face, Wan Yanjing should have been afraid and disgusted, but at this time her mind seemed to be numb with her body, intellectually she should be afraid, but in fact she didn't have any emotions.

It was as if the soul was being frozen inch by inch, and then pulled out of the body.

Until the little reptile swam to her lips and seeped into her lips and teeth, the faint salty sweetness made her suddenly realize that it was not a reptile, but blood.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang, and the recitation of the scriptures came to an abrupt end.

Someone broke in.

"Who is it! How did you get in?! ”

The monk beside Mo Li was more than a foot tall, and he sat there like a small mountain, and his angry shouts were like a huge tiger roaring.

"Amitabha!" Mo Li said a Buddha name, still lowering his eyebrows and lowering his head, looking kind and kind, "The donor is uninvited, and the uninvited guest is also." ”

Wan Yan Jing lay on the ground flutteringly, her mind cleared for a moment, and then she heard a familiar sharp female voice.

"Don't fuck you, someone reported your illegal assembly in private, all of them squatted down with my head in my hands, and the patrol secretary did things, and I didn't listen to the order quickly!"

Wang Xiaolan patted the patrol commander card hanging on her waist, glanced at Lao Xu, who was wearing the brown soft armor of the patrol secretary, and motioned for him to come forward and catch people.

Lao Xu scratched his head, glanced at Wan Yanjing who was blood-hula on the central altar, and then at the seven strong monks who were all exaggerated except for Mo Li, smiled and prevaricated:

"I'm an old arm and leg, General Wang, why don't you invite me first?"

Wang Xiaolan frowned, glanced at Lao Xu with condemnation, and opened her mouth with a yin and yang weirdness: "You are really a loyal servant, the princess has been tortured to the point that she is not human, and you still have some scruples about inconsequential." Relax, with the presence of the Secretary for Governors, these people dare not make a mistake. ”

Lao Xu reminded in a low voice: "There is no director of the Patrol Division, we are stealing the brand of General Lang." ”

Wang Xiaolan didn't squint, as if she hadn't heard of it.

As she spoke, she raised her bow and arrows and faced the seven monks in the room.

There were a lot of arrows, and Lao Xu counted them, and there were eight in total.

"Why, how are there eight roots, you won't shoot the princess to death!" Lao Xu sweated a little, "The princess can't die here." ”

Wang Xiaolan glanced at him strangely: "What did I do after killing Yan Jing?" You don't want to go yet. ”

Lao Xu had no choice but to step forward under the angry gaze of the monks.

"Little girl, you've passed. If you leave now, you will be spared. The middle-aged monk with a slightly darkened complexion had a gloomy expression and a voice like a bell.

The big monk, who looked like a small mountain, stood up directly, clenched his fists and walked towards them.

"Just two of them, continue after the speed is resolved." Mo Li only said one word, then closed his eyes and continued to chant the scriptures.

As the scriptures were recited, a trace of black light rose from the blood-soaked rune array, enveloping wisps of colorful "qi" and flowing towards the fist-sized translucent beads of light in his palm.

Wang Xiaolan didn't say more, her fingers were slightly loose, and two arrows roared and rushed out.

One arrow was pointed at Mo Li, and the other was pointed at the big monk.

Mo Li still had his eyes closed, as if he didn't care.

Also, in his realm, ordinary bows, arrows, knives and guns can hardly hurt him.

And with this East Pole Pearl, which is about to be completed, he will soon be able to break through the shackles of the moment and enter the realm of a grandmaster, or even a great grandmaster.

What kind of patrol secretary, even if the Yuzhou government army comes, he can retreat with his whole body.

The little girl is still too young, with an identity waist card, and she dares to come here alone with a little effort.

As everyone knows, the seven of them are not on the same level as the warrior monks who are guarding outside.

It's just that in the next second, an unprecedentedly strong sense of crisis suddenly enveloped him, Mo Li suddenly opened his eyes, he withdrew his right hand that was about to directly hold the arrow, and quickly dodged with the East Pole Pearl.

But it didn't work, and his best dodge only made the arrow deviate from its original trajectory by an inch.

"Click!"

The East Pole beads burst into powder.

The arrow still did not stop, directly piercing Mo Li's dantian.

"Poof!" Mo Li spat out a large mouthful of blood, apparently suffering a heavy blow.

He looked at the flying colorful light in disbelief, looked at his pierced dantian, and his eyes were split.

On the other side, the large monk was shot in the throat by an arrow.

I saw that his eyes widened, and a muffled voice came out of his throat, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he couldn't say it, and after a few breaths, he fell to the ground without a sound, killing with one blow, and he didn't blink an eye.

There was a dead silence, and the remaining five monks were silent, looking at everything in front of them with a little dazed and puzzled.

Wang Xiaolan's expression was calm, as if she had just done a trivial matter of flicking the dust just now.

She casually glanced at the middle-aged monk who had also spoken just now, and the middle-aged monk immediately bowed his head, moved the prayer beads, and said "Amitabha" in a trembling voice.

Her gaze swept over the remaining five monks, and she sneered and said:

"Who else?"

The colorful fluorescence floating in the air quickly returned to Wan Yanjing.

After groping for a while, Lao Xu pressed the switch to move the slightly higher altar down, and then held the hammer that had been prepared to smash the rune formation.

Only then did he walk up, carry Wan Yanjing on his shoulders, and walk back to Wang Xiaolan's side under the noses of the five monks sitting cross-legged.

Mo Li spat out another mouthful of blood, and his voice became even hoarse: "Who are you?" Do you know whose business you are doing badly? Even if you are a grandmaster and a rune master, you will not be able to escape after you walk out of here today. ”

Wang Xiaolan waited for Lao Xu to carry Yan Jing out before she collected the arrows and sneered: "Isn't it the one from the Great Xia Kingdom?" ”

"If you know, how dare you?"

"Hehe, you can go back and tell him, you can get whatever you want, what does it mean to fool a few monks to steal? I, Wang Xiaolan, will not change my name or surname, and I will wait for him in Daqin Shangjing. ”

After saying that, Wang Xiaolan regretted it a little.

That's right, she really can't be provoked by the one in Xia Guo, if she really comes, what can she do?

(End of chapter)