Quick Transmigration: Give the Villain Little Poor a Wife

Chapter 137 Don't Guess About the Snake Spirit Disease 11
The last leaf on the withered vine fluttered down, and even the brows of Wuchen, who was as calm as the wind, couldn't help but feel happy, but at the next moment, hot magma gushed out from the crater.

Xuan Lin had been prepared for a long time, and took Gu Jiaojiao to fly high into the sky, while some monks who were too late to hold their swords were directly swallowed by the magma.

Gu Jiaojiao looked at the magma flowing freely underneath with lingering fear, sweating profusely from nervousness, she didn't care about being afraid at this moment, and wrapped her hands and feet around Xuanlin, for fear that he would throw herself down.

"Just take a break from this."

Xuan Lin satirized Gu Jiaojiao's timidity, but put his arms under her buttocks, so that she would not have to exert too much effort when hugging him.

How could Gu Jiaojiao dare to talk back to Xuan Lin now, she agreed with him, her eyes quickly searched for Feng Wuchen's location.

At this time, he was no longer in the crater, but Yu Jian stayed in the air, and behind him stood Shuiyao with a pale face, because a large area of ​​her skirt was burned, so she looked very embarrassed.

"How do you know that magma will erupt?"

Gu Jiaojiao asked Xuanlin curiously, could it be the instinct of an animal that he reacted so quickly just now?

Xuan Lin flew towards Feng Wuchen unhurriedly, and said calmly: "After all, I have lived for a thousand years, so it is not surprising to know this little thing."

"Yes, yes, you are the most knowledgeable."

With her own life in his hands now, Gu Jiaojiao had no choice but to follow his words and flatter her.

Feng Wuchen immediately sensed Xuan Lin's approach, and when he saw Gu Jiaojiao in his arms, his expression was extremely complicated.

She said so much before, but she is really just an ordinary person.

Seeing Feng Wuchen's eyes, Gu Jiaojiao didn't know what was going on in his heart, so she spoke calmly.

"No matter whether my cultivation is high or low, you should call me uncle."

Let’s not talk about anything else, it’s still worth taking advantage of.

Feng Wuchen silently withdrew his gaze, stared at the crater, and waited for the end of the magma eruption.

Xuan Lin stopped at a place not too close to Feng Wuchen, with a bit of chill in his voice.

"You junior sister, you should have learned how to control the sword."

This was the first time Feng Wuchen heard Xuan Lin speak, and he didn't feel the slightest surprise for the other party's voice without any human emotions, as if it was born like this.

Shui Yao stumbled and said, "I, I will."

Xuan Lin's eyes fell on Shui Yao, and said lightly: "Then I'll trouble you to take care of my apprentice first."

Although Xuan Lin used the word trouble, his tone was commanding and uncompromising.

Shuiyao was even more nervous, she had to bite the bullet and tried several times under his indifferent gaze, and finally managed to fend off the sword.

Xuan Lin put Gu Jiaojiao on the sword, and patted her on the back when he let go.

Gu Jiaojiao understood what he meant, and replied with a look that I understand.

The sword carrying the two of them slanted away to the side, Gu Jiaojiao hugged Shui Yao's waist from behind, and whispered in her ear.

"It seems you've already made up your mind."

"If you still dare to speak up now, aren't you afraid that I will throw you into the magma?"

Shui Yao gritted her teeth and threatened that even if she didn't improve, it would be easy for her to deal with an ordinary person.

Gu Jiaojiao chuckled lightly, she knocked her chin on Shui Yao's shoulder, and said indifferently: "If you dare, you can try."

Shui Yao subconsciously looked at the tall, unfathomable man in the distance, and bit her lip.

She really didn't dare.

"Can you let me go."

"I'm afraid, who knows if you will suddenly play tricks, so high, I will fall to my death."

Gu Jiaojiao replied with a smile, instead of letting go, she hugged her even tighter.

One is because she is afraid of death, and the other is that even though she doesn't like Shuiyao's temper, her fragrant and soft body is much more comfortable to hold than the cold and hard Xuanlin.

Shui Yao glared at Gu Jiaojiao angrily, turned her head and ignored her.

The moment the magma stopped erupting, countless figures rushed in from the crater at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and Xuan Lin landed lightly on the hot rock at the entrance, casting a spell to stir up the magma.

The bald man at the front was about to reach out to grab the red golden fruit, but was swallowed by the magma in an instant, and the nine red prison beasts reappeared, biting these crooks who coveted other people's treasures with their teeth and claws.

Feng Wuchen cautiously stopped outside when he saw Xuanlin stop, he saw his every move clearly, and shouted, "Uncle Qingxuan, what are you doing!"

Xuan Lin ignored Feng Wuchen's questioning, and suppressed the rising blood in his throat to continue stirring the magma.

Feng Wuchen saw that his fellow disciples and countless monks were about to die here, how could he remain indifferent, he drew out the Nine Heavens Excalibur and was about to strike at Xuanlin, but saw his pupils turned silver, and the scales spread rapidly from his forehead in all directions open.

In the blink of an eye, the originally handsome and demon-like man turned into a giant silver python, blocking the way out of those people with his body.

"Oh it's you!"

Feng Wuchen was terrified, he never imagined that the giant python he saw when he first entered the mountain was always lurking beside him.

"I advise you not to be impulsive."

Silver Snake spit out words, motioning Feng Wuchen to look behind him.

I saw Gu Jiaojiao was holding a sharp dagger in her hand, pressing against Shuiyao's neck, she grinned at them, her smile was like a poppy flower in full bloom, dangerous and charming.

"The dagger has been soaked in my venom, even if she is a monk, she can't escape seeing the blood seal her throat."

The screams in the volcano were endless, and the silver snake seemed to be sure that he would not dare to make a move, voicing his letter to show off his might.

When he thought of the gentle woman who was lying in the ice coffin and died trying to save him, he almost gritted his teeth.

"Yaoyao, I'm sorry."

Feng Wuchen's eyes turned red, he recited the incantation, and golden sword energy pierced through the air with a momentum of succumbing to death, sweeping away all lonely courage.

Xuanlin would naturally hide when he saw the sword energy, but the monk trapped in the mountain didn't know what happened outside, suddenly saw the light again, and immediately rushed out impatiently.

However, what greeted them was a series of sword qi with lingering killing intent.

There was a red rain in the sky, Feng Wuchen stood there blankly, the hand holding the sword trembled all the time.

Xuan Lin gave Feng Wuchen a sarcastic look before entering the mountain pass.

Feng Wuchen came to his senses and immediately chased after him.

At this time, Shui Yao had already burst into tears.

Gu Jiaojiao softly clicked her tongue, fanning the flames in her ear, "Feng Wuchen really has a deep love for Yun Miao, in order to save her, he even sacrificed your life."

Shui Yao stared at Feng Wuchen's back with empty eyes, she bit her lips bleeding, her heart was in pain like being torn apart by life.

With Feng Wuchen, is he just so worthless?

Even if he hesitated for a second...

(End of this chapter)