I signed up for ten thousand years and was exposed by a beautiful apprentice

In a mysterious space, there is a faint white mist.

A colorful vortex appeared, and a beam of light descended out of nowhere, and then Nangong Yu, dressed in red, appeared in the mist.

"Cough cough..."

She coughed up blood, coughing blood all over her body, and her originally crystal clear skin was covered with a strange green.

"You are hurt!"

In the depths of the mist, the void fluctuated faintly, and a woman's voice came over.

"Jie'er blood crocodile is not dead, the damned gods set up a killing plan, trying to kill us..."

Nangong Yu wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and said with a cold face.

"This game has been arranged for thousands of years, these old guys are really ruthless!"

said the woman.

There was an indescribable resentment in her tone.

"What are you holding in your hand?"

the woman asked.

"Today's killing round is divided into Yin and Yang rounds.

The Nine Undead Stone Clan set up a nine-star demon-killing formation, and launched an attack on us on the bright side. There is also a powerful killer who has been hiding in the lake.

When the white-clothed sword cultivator who helped me deal with the Undead Stone Clan, this killer caught me by surprise and suddenly delivered a fatal blow to me, shattering my heart and planting some kind of strange poison in my body..."

Nangong Yu coughed twice, her breath becoming more and more short of breath.

She raised the exquisite eight-treasure glass bottle in her hand, and said with a wry smile: "This is given to me by that white-clothed swordsman, maybe it's some kind of antidote?"

"What kind of poison is this?"

A faint figure appeared out of nowhere in the mist. She stretched out her fingers and shot out a few rays of light, which fell into Nangong Yu's body.

After a while.

The light came back again.

Nangong Yu was on the verge of falling, with a look of anticipation on her face, she asked, "Can you tell what kind of poison this is?"

"I don't see it, it should be a new type of poison specially developed for my Yougu clan. It won't take a stick of incense, and you will be wiped out..."

The woman said in a low voice.

"It's a pity for your hard work. I, a puppet who has cultivated the Dao of Wangqing, was killed by that damned god..."

A bewitching red color appeared on Nangong Yu's pale face, which gave people an extremely terrifying feeling. She stroked her face with her hand and let out a wry smile.

"Falling short of success, it delayed my plan again..."

The woman also sighed.

It seemed that in her eyes, after Nangongyu was poisoned by the strange poison, it was impossible to get rid of it.

Just wait to die.

"Mr. Goddess, I am very happy to be able to block this murder for you, but I will never see that white-clothed swordsman again, and only you can repay this kindness to him in the future..."

Nangong Yu said in a low voice.

In a depressed state, she unknowingly opened the Eight Treasures Glazed Vase by accident.

A unique breath sprayed out from the mouth of the bottle.

"This is……"

Nangong Yu was stunned. She took a sip of this breath, and it seemed that a lot of vitality had increased in her body.

"Is this the supreme healing medicine?"

In the mist, the woman who had been talking to Nangong Yu suddenly appeared opposite her.

This woman looks exactly like Nangong Yu.

The same goes for the clothes you wear.

Two people, as if carved out of the same mold.

However, the woman's face obviously did not have that kind of cold expression.

"Hurry up, take this medicine and try it!"

The woman urged eagerly.

Without hesitation, Nangong Yu raised the eight-treasure glass bottle and poured a little into her mouth.

The liquid in the bottle emits light of three colors.

This mixed-color light is magnificent and mysterious, as if combining the essence of sunlight, moonlight and starlight.

Nangongyu just took a sip and felt her body improved a lot. She speculated that this holy medicine was extremely powerful, so she only drank a little.

After this little liquid entered her body, Nangong Yu was surprised to find that her injury began to improve rapidly.

A new heart grew out of the broken heart.

And the strange green poison that had already infected every tissue in her body, under the attack of the liquid of three colors, disintegrated and quickly disappeared.

It took only a dozen or so breaths.

Nangong Yu returned to normal.

"What the hell is this medicine?"

The woman looked at Nangong Yu who had recovered to her original state in shock, her expression was dull and she could no longer speak.

This holy medicine for healing has already surpassed her cognition.

She is an ancient goddess with a long lifespan and excellent knowledge, but this is the first time she has seen this kind of magic medicine.

"do not know."

Nangong Yu shook her head, with a complicated expression on her face.

A white-clothed swordsman who met by chance not only helped her defeat the nine-star demon-slaying sword planted by the nine immortal stone tribes, but also gave her a bottle of life-saving holy medicine when her life was in crisis.

Even if she died a hundred times, it would be difficult to repay this kindness.

This is true for her, and it is also true for the deity.

"With this medicine, we will be more confident in dealing with the gods of the sacred land in the future..."

The woman's eyes flickered and she said in a deep voice.

After a few seconds, she looked somewhere again, and said flatly, "It looks like I have to find a way to thank him..."

"Indeed."

Nangong Yu said softly, and after handing the eight-treasure glass bottle to the woman, she walked into the depths of the mist.

In the depths of this mist.

A total of 99 translucent beads are distributed.

In every bead, there are people who are exactly like her sitting cross-legged.

These are all puppet clones.

Each avatar has practiced a certain technique of the Yougu Clan.

And she is only one in 99.

Nangong Yu entered a bead, sat cross-legged, closed her eyes, and fell into a state of cultivation.

"Who is this person?"

In the mist, the woman in red, holding the eight-treasure glazed bottle, frowned slightly.

"At present, the sacred land is too dangerous, and the puppet clone cannot be easily sent out. Who knows what kind of strange killing schemes those cunning gods will lay out?"

The woman muttered to herself.

As the ancient goddess, her current strength is very weak.

If she wants to launch a counterattack against the gods of the sacred land, or even regain everything in the past, she still needs to spend time accumulating strength.

……

The sky above the Blood Abyss Lake.

Ye Yun stood in the void, looking into the distance with a stern expression.

Seeing that the silver sword was following the translucent gray figure, Ye Yun also frowned.

next moment.

He threw the Heaven Zhanjian in his hand again.

rumbling...

Another seven-colored vortex suddenly appeared above the head out of thin air.

A beam of light fell down.

The Jie'e blood crocodiles were enveloped by these rays of light, and then disappeared into the vortex.

With a movement of Ye Yun's body, he also flew towards the beam of light.

He wanted to meet Nangong Yu.

However, the seven-colored beam of light turned a blind eye to him and did not suck him into the vortex at all.

"It's not the Yougu clan, this formation is exclusive, it seems that it can't be sent through the void..."

Ye Yun sighed and walked out from the beam of light.

He gave Nangongyu an eight-treasure glass bottle containing Sanguang Shenshui, believing that the little girl's life would not be in danger.

As for the future.

Ye Yun believed that there was still a chance for the two of them to meet again.