Chapter Ninety-Three: The Night of the Heavenly Steps is as cold as water
Zhao Jiuge's face twitched a little, he couldn't have imagined that the means of the Huanxi monk had left such a deep impression in front of these women, and he came to rescue them, they didn't believe in themselves, so they were even scolded for taking themselves!
But no matter what, he immediately walked to the door of the secret room where she was held alone, even if he didn't believe that at least someone was willing to pay attention to him, unlike the other women who ignored him, as if he were air.
Seeing Zhao Jiuge's helpless expression, Han Yu, who had always looked a little melancholy and sad, smiled, and after being glared at by Zhao Jiuge, he immediately rolled his eyes playfully, and then came to the door of this secret room, which was next to Zhao Jiuge.
Through the palm-sized slit, the two looked inside, this secret room was a little dark, and the soft halo emitted by the luminous beads in the corridor outside shone inside, and through the light, you could see a petite and delicate figure, but the scale of the chest was magnificent, and the temperament of the sexy woman was tied to the room with iron chains, the woman didn't look very old, only twenty or thirty years old, but through the aura that emanated was enough to have the late stage of the foundation building realm.
No wonder this woman is so special, not only is she imprisoned in a secret room, but she is also bound alone by a chain made of dark iron. At this moment, the woman seemed to be a little out of breath because of the continuous scolding just now, and the iron chain was just tied from under her chest, which was not only a little tight, but also made her already large chest more prominent, at this moment her slight gasping made her chest rise and fall slightly, and that scene couldn't help but make Zhao Jiuge's mouth a little dry.
"Hmph, I don't care what you say, anyway, I'm here to take you away, and as for Monk Huanxi, he won't live long, believe it or not!"
Although there is some darkness in it, but looking at this good-looking woman, you know that the skin will not be bad, but Zhao Jiuge will not pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, he is naturally a little angry when he is scolded for a long time, and he doesn't know how to explain it, so the tone is a little stiff. Anyway, he thinks it's a big deal, and he will use brute force to take these women away, and when the time comes, they will naturally believe in themselves.
Seeing that Zhao Jiuge's tone was a little stiff, the corners of Han Yu's mouth rose at this time, hooking up a touch of helplessness, but more of a smile, and then said softly, "Let me come, they will naturally believe me when they know me." β
After speaking, he didn't pay attention to Zhao Jiuge, but stretched his face in front of the slit the size of a palm, although Zhao Jiuge's breath was exuding at the moment, but Han Yu would not be afraid of him, after all, along the way, she had more or less some understanding of these three people, and they were all people who were cold on the outside and hot on the inside. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been nosy and came all the way over, and they also dealt with such a big trouble as Monk Huanxi, a monk in the late stage of the Yuan Infant Realm.
Zhao Jiuge was silent, let go of the way, panting slightly, because he was so anxious that he almost forgot that the cold rain was still on the side, and there would naturally be no chance to be misunderstood if she came forward.
"I'm Hanyu, what he said is really right, the joy and lewd thief should be almost cleaned up at this moment, let's go out first, those sisters above the Elysium Palace have already fled first. β
As soon as Han Yu opened her mouth, she went straight to the point, and she naturally understood that these miserable women longed for freedom, so she directly said that the people above had been liberated and left this cage.
After seeing that the woman who was being held in solitary confinement had seen herself, Han Yu lingered in front of the secret rooms for a while, making sure that these women who didn't know how long they had been held could see her.
The sound of cold rain fell, and the corridor that had been silent and lifeless just now seemed to be as lively as if it had exploded. First there were all kinds of footsteps, then some anklet sounds, and then some whispers.
"It's really cold rain, and looking at her like this doesn't look like she's lying. β
"Nonsense, since she was able to come to the secret room, it means that Huan Huan that lewd thief must no longer be in the Elysium Palace or really entangled by someone. β
"Well, but just this man who only has the elixir realm can take us out? If we escape halfway and finally get caught, then we will end up miserable, now at least we would rather die than give in, but we have a little less freedom, which angers that lewd thief, and I am afraid that chastity and life will not be saved." β
As the sound of discussion continued to come, the women in the secret room rushed to the door made of fine iron, and through the palm-sized gap, they wanted to see Han Yu's figure, and by the way, they saw Zhao Jiuge's true face.
"If you want to go out, hurry up and follow me later, there are two other people fighting with the Huanxi monk above, I can't guarantee that there will be any accidents later, so hurry up and escape, be quiet, otherwise you will wake up the dogs of the innermost Huanxi monks, then there will be trouble." β
Han Yu was a little impatient at the moment, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, she could understand the kind of shadow in the hearts of these women after being tortured, and she was a little afraid of the Huanxi monk, but it didn't come to such a verbose point that it was a waste of time! So hearing the chattering voice of the group of women, Han Yu directly interrupted the discussion of those women and shouted loudly.
Sure enough, those women were suppressed by the cold rain, they naturally knew that this cold rain had a spirit pill realm cultivation, and it can be said that it was the most popular Ding Furnace of the Huanxi monk, no matter where they went, they were brought together by the Huanxi monk, and the words spoken from her mouth naturally would not be false, compared to them These women, I am afraid that the person who hates the Huanxi monk the most is the cold rain.
"Then hurry up and break open the door made of these fine irons, and we'll follow you. β
A woman with a somewhat weak face and a pale face said weakly, and after saying that, the other women nodded in agreement.
"Let's take action together, hurry up, otherwise it will be troublesome again when those dogs who are cultivating in the club are alarmed. If this gate can close them, it won't be a big problem for Spirit Pill Realm cultivators like us. β
Seeing that the seventy or eighty women finally quieted down, Han Yu turned his head to Zhao Jiuge and said. These fine irons are not a big problem for her, and they can be broken with her cultivation.
"Who is the dog leg of the monk Huanxi?"
Zhao Jiuge did not answer Han Yu's question head-on, but raised his eyebrows and asked rhetorically, and at the same time looked along the chic secret room at the front of the corridor, listening to Han Yu's meaning that there were people inside, which made Zhao Jiuge a little surprised, when he came down, he thought that the secret room was specially used by the monk Huanxi for cultivation, but he didn't expect that there were people inside.
"Who else can there be, that is, those women who are holding flying swords and are willing to double cultivate with the happy monks, so as to want a piece of the pie, increase a little spiritual power and break through the cultivation, these women are all late stage cultivation in the foundation building realm, there are a total of twelve, four were killed by you in the morning, and there should be eight of them. β
Hanyu has lived here for a year or two, and it is the most favored furnace of the Huanxi monks, and Xiu Wei is the highest one among these women, so the status in this palace of bliss is relatively special and relatively high. I have a thorough understanding of some of these situations.
After saying this, Han Yu's somewhat sickly face suddenly became stained with a faint smile, and his eyes also followed Zhao Jiuge's gaze to the gossip gate made of fine iron, hooking the corners of his mouth and continuing to talk with playful play.
"It's lively again, those doglegs are here, I have to trouble you again, you can't let me be a weak woman to solve the trouble, please solve it, I'll break down those doors and take these women out. β
Zhao Jiuge pursed his lips, without a trace of fear, on the contrary, he was a little impatient, he didn't pay much attention to the late stage of the Eight Foundation Building Realm, it just so happened that he was now on fire in his stomach, and he was inferior in strength to deal with Huanxi Monk above, and he had no chance to make a move, so there was no need to keep his hands down here!
"You hurry up and solve it, I'll deal with these people, take these women out of the Elysium Palace as soon as possible, the battle above should be almost the same at this time, a quick decision." β
Zhao Jiuge said lightly, ignoring Han Yu's teasing and playfulness, but staring at the gossip gate with his eyes, and pulled out the 'cold shadow' behind him.
As for the women in the secret rooms on both sides, they all came to the door in a swarm, looking at the bustle in the corridor through the palm-sized gap, they naturally wanted to see what this man who kept saying that he wanted to save them out had, and see if he could deal with these lackeys of the happy monks, the reason why they didn't react just now was because there were people in the innermost secret room!
"Click..."
A slight crunch sounded in the quiet underground corridor, and I saw a disc on the gossip door bounce open a little, and then the two sides of the entire gossip opened to the left and right.
Zhao Jiuge had already vaguely felt that there were eight figures inside, exuding spiritual power fluctuations, which was about the late stage of the Foundation Building Realm. And Zhao Jiuge saw at a glance that although the secret room inside was a place for cultivation, it was much better than the secret rooms outside where women were imprisoned, and it could also be compared with the outside of the Bliss Palace, and it was rich and magnificent.
Hum.
I don't know why, as soon as Han Yu felt the breath of those figures, his face was like frost, and he changed the abuse between him and Zhao Jiuge just now. Then she didn't care about the figures who were about to come out, but took out her own treasure flying sword that emitted white light and slashed towards a secret room lock in front of her, as for the eight figures, she directly ignored them, anyway, there was Zhao Jiuge blocking in front of him, and she was still very confident in the strength of the man in front of her after seeing it with her own eyes.
"Bang..."
When the cold rain used the spiritual power of his whole body to urge the flying sword in his hand to bloom with white light and slash towards the big lock on the secret room, there was a crisp sound of metal colliding, and the sound continued with a slight echo.
Only a white mark appeared on the big lock made of fine iron, although this sword mark was very deep, but there was no cut under the sword, which made Han Yu's face change slightly, even if he was holding only a treasure weapon in his hand, but it was also a cultivation in the early stage of the Spirit Pill Realm, according to the reason, there was no problem at all to break the big lock with a sword, but now I am afraid that it will take two or three times to break a big lock, and the only answer is that the Yin Yuan in her body has lost too much, not only affecting her lifespan, but even her strength has been affected to a certain extentγ
Thinking of this, the cold rain swept towards the gossip gate, and the figures inside became even more resentful, but their hearts were full of bitterness. Zhao Jiuge's afterglow didn't care when he saw this scene, these big locks were like cutting cucumbers for him, one sword at a time, and the top priority at present was to solve the eight women who came to stop him!