However, at this time, she was not the only one by the twilight lake, and in the pavilion in the distance, there were several palace maids clustered around a soft sedan chair.

Ji Yue didn't mean to ask them for help, but looking at the faces that no one should enter, she still endured it in the end. Anyway, Yang Peng only told her to protect the prince, and did not let her save the prince.

Finally in the middle of the moon, in the soft sedan chair, the woman in palace clothes who had been closing her eyes and pretending to sleep slowly opened her eyes and said, "Man Rong!"

"The subordinates are here!" A palace maid next to the sedan chair immediately stepped forward and bowed, "What does the pavilion master command?"

This woman in palace costume is none other than Luo Ning, the master of the Wushuang Pavilion, although most of her face is covered by light veils, but the light is amazing enough from the exposed eyebrows.

Her beauty is not the charming beauty of Meng Wuxue, nor the gentle beauty of Ye Wanyi, nor the beautiful beauty of Diao Li. Her beauty is more like a peerless sword, so beautiful that she is domineering and so beautiful that her edge is exposed. Those who have seen her will unconsciously ignore her peerless appearance, but will be deeply impressed by her momentum.

She walked out of the sedan chair, took off a bracelet from her wrist and said, "Go to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple to find Elder Lin!" ”

"Yes!"

Su Manrong was a woman with a beautiful face, she carefully took the bracelet, and said puzzledly, "Isn't the pavilion master going with us?"

Luo Ning slowly stepped forward to the railing, looked at the deep and mysterious lake, and said lightly: "I still have some important things to deal with." ”

Su Manrong was anxious, took a step forward and said: "The 'Pan Dragon Seal' is an ancient murder weapon, and the pavilion master must not take risks alone. Speaking of this, he gritted his teeth, knelt down and said, "If you must go, let your subordinates go for the pavilion master." ”

"Let the subordinates wait for the pavilion master to go!" several other women also knelt down and said in unison.

Luo Ning didn't look back, but just said lightly: "Since you all know, tell Elder Lin that if I can't come back, Ling'er will be handed over to him! ”

Hearing this kind of general advice to explain the aftermath, Su Manrong was so anxious that tears were about to come out, and said: "Before leaving, Elder Lin repeatedly told his subordinates that the dragon had been sealed for nearly a thousand years, and the killing aura was too heavy, and if it was not good, it would be eaten by it. The old injuries of the pavilion master have not healed, and it is really not appropriate to take risks in person. It's better to wait for us to get the Prisoner Dragon Pendant before making plans. ”

"Please think twice!" the rest of the women said in unison again.

The night was as cool as water, and it was silent.

The women waited for a long time without waiting for a response, and when they raised their heads, they saw that the lake was vast, and there was still Luo Ning's figure.

Su Manrong sat on the ground in despair, tears flowing uncontrollably.

Several other women said with some uneasiness: "Right Envoy Su, what should we do now?"

A woman said with tears in her eyes: "The young pavilion master told me to protect the pavilion master, and now I ......"

"Young Pavilion Master!" Su Manrong woke up, quickly wiped away her tears and stood up, took out a silk silk bracelet and put it in her arms, and said in a deep voice: "Go to the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple!" After speaking, he turned around and flew towards the darkness. Several women immediately lifted the soft sedan chair and followed.

When Ji Yue turned around again, she saw the empty gazebo, and the woman and the soft sedan chair were gone.

Contrary to the silence and emptiness here, there were screams in the misty bamboo forest. I just don't know what's going on, all the movement is confined to the bamboo forest, and the slightest sound can't be heard, as if there is an invisible barrier covering the entire bamboo forest.

Beyond this invisible barrier, a faint white phantom wandered anxiously, as if searching for an entrance. This phantom is none other than Tang Zixi, who recovered from the failure of the attack on the little eunuch. It's just that compared to when she first appeared, her figure is much lighter.

Just now, when she stretched out her hand to grab the little eunuch, ten thousand rays of light suddenly bloomed on the other party's chest, and the sound of Sanskrit sound penetrated her ears, almost directly shaking her spirit body away. Fortunately, a layer of white light appeared in her body in time, isolating those glows from Sanskrit, otherwise she would end up in a disillusioned end.

She had been lying on the ground not far away, quietly waiting for her spirit to recover. I witnessed how Li Ang did stupid things under the temptation of the eunuch, and I also saw the pavilion master of the Peerless Pavilion sneak silently into the bottom of the lake.

When she was just able to move, she hurried towards the bamboo forest, but was blocked back by an invisible barrier.

She was suspended outside the barrier, watching Tang Qianren be deceived by that face that was exactly the same as herself, and then escape after being poisoned by the corpse.

"Sister Tang, you have to snatch back your body within half an hour, otherwise you will never have a chance again. ”

Just when she was anxious, an anxious voice sounded in her ears, it was the phantom Qingyi.

Tang Zixi was taken aback by the other party's words, and said, "My physical body?" No wonder she was so familiar with that back, no wonder the other party was exactly the same as her, and even Tang Qianren couldn't tell the difference.

Qingyi hurriedly said: "Something went wrong, in short, it's all because I'm careless...... Sister Tang, you must hurry up and get your body back, otherwise it will be too late. ”

"I can't even get in now, how can I rob it?" Tang Zixi couldn't help but roar.

"Figure it out yourself!" Qingyi fell silent again after speaking, and no matter how Tang Zixi called, he didn't respond.

She had no choice but to try to crash into the barrier again. The dull crash continued to be heard, but the barrier remained unmoving.

Fortunately, when she inadvertently turned her gaze to the side, a staggering figure fell into her sight.

Tang Zixi thought of Qingyi's words of 'snatching back the body', his face suddenly flashed with joy, and he flew down without hesitation.

In the deepest part of the bamboo forest, there is a small black bamboo forest, each of which is the size of a bowl, and unlike ordinary black bamboo, even the branches and leaves are black, and it looks as if it has been burned by fire. In the hazy moonlight, a faint trace of white gas seeped out of the bamboo body, merging with the surrounding fog.

At this moment, Yang Peng was standing next to a black bamboo, panting heavily with his sword.

He couldn't remember how many swords he had swung, he only felt that his true qi had lost a lot, and the only few remaining 'Snow Cicada Pills' were all given to Tang Qianren, and if he continued like this, he would die of exhaustion in less than half an hour. So he had to come up with a countermeasure right away.

When his strength recovered a little, he raised his breath and shouted: "There is a kind of hero who comes out to fight openly and honestly, and what kind of hero is it to hurt people with hidden arrows!"

"Whoa—"

"Woohoo—"

"Woooo

Crossbow arrows with incredible attack power rang out from all directions.

Yang Peng roared, raised his sword again, and saw the shadow of the sword. The bolts were either blown away or split in two and fell, while the others flew across his shirt.

"It's not bad to be able to block my three attacks, and the Laoshan Pulse really lives up to its reputation!" a voice suddenly sounded from his left, then circled around him, and returned to the left when the last word fell. It's like the person who speaks is always moving, erratic, and it is extremely difficult to determine its exact location, so that Yang Peng can't find the target if he wants to take the opportunity to make a move.

This hidden in the bamboo forest is none other than the little eunuch who took the lead in the bamboo forest.

Yang Peng vigilantly held his sword in his chest, and shouted, "Who are you, why did you assassinate the prince?"

"Assassinate the prince?" the little eunuch sneered, and said sarcastically, "Do you really think of yourself as that scumbag lackey?"

Yang Peng's face changed slightly, and he said coldly: "Everyone is their own master, who is not a lackey? Could it be that Your Excellency set up a situation to be the emperor yourself?"

Unexpectedly, the little eunuch suddenly laughed and said, "Okay! With your words, I have decided to give you another chance, as long as you win against my iron corpse, I will let you live!"

The terrible scream sounded without warning, shaking Yang Peng's ears and buzzing, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be boiling, and began to flow rapidly throughout his body frantically.

He hurriedly sat cross-legged, and the 'Two Rites' quickly walked all over his body, intending to forcibly use his true qi to contend with the sound wave. Unexpectedly, as soon as he started to run his true qi, a sharp pain suddenly came from his heart, as if someone had punched him in the heart, and the pain made his facial features distorted, and he almost went straight into the fire.

"What's going on?" Yang Peng's face was shocked, and he didn't dare to drive his true qi anymore.

"Didn't the man who escaped just now tell you that this is a precursor to the onset of corpse poison?" the little eunuch's laughter sounded again, and he said in a loud voice, "It seems that your popularity is not very good, no wonder those two old stubborns don't pass on the mantle to you." ”

Yang Peng didn't have the heart to argue with her anymore, because at this moment, a tall figure was already standing not far in front of him, a pair of scarlet eyes were staring at him.

He looked at the fang-turned face and said in surprise, "What is this?"

"He used to be called Jiang Jing, and he was also a master, but after meeting me, he changed his name to Iron Corpse. Don't look at him ugly, he is not ambiguous when he moves! He is the most satisfying of the many iron corpses. ”

Yang Peng didn't have the heart to think about where he had heard this familiar name, so he hurriedly raised his long sword and began to parry.

The iron corpse is extremely powerful, and it is invulnerable. Yang Peng's sword didn't even hurt the opponent's flesh and skin, but was almost disemboweled by that giant claw.

The rich smell of blood aroused the beastly nature of the iron corpse, and it roared and pounced again.

Yang Peng didn't dare to act rashly, relying on the advantage of being small to hide back and forth between the black bamboos, occasionally seizing the opportunity to hand over a sword.

Although the body of the iron corpse is as hard as iron, it does not mean that it can tolerate the ants in its eyes raging around it, and it scratches a few times without grabbing it, and suddenly jumps into anger. However, although it has become an iron corpse, it is not stupid, and it knows what its biggest obstacle is, so it immediately chases all the way and breaks the black bamboo from it.

After half an hour, most of the black bamboo was empty, and the place left for Yang Peng to move became smaller and smaller, and the situation became more and more dangerous.