Don't mess with the little apprentice sister! She is greedy and immoral

Therefore, even though he knew he could avoid them, Lao He could only take the initiative to face them and endure these moves himself to avoid hurting Qin Zhen and Xiang Qing.

But in just a few moments, he was covered in wounds.

The scarlet blood soon turned him into a bloody man.

And at this moment, a snow-white hand suddenly stretched out from the coffin behind him. The hand was extremely beautiful, slender, soft, and with distinct joints.

At the same time, a terrifying aura of death seeped out of the coffin. Even Old He, who had practiced Taoism for thousands of years, couldn't help but shiver at this moment.

"squeak--"

The hand pushed the coffin lid open little by little, and as the death aura became thicker, the nails of the hand suddenly grew a few inches longer, and the sharp nails were surrounded by a terrifying black aura.

Those are not the hands a normal person would have.

"You, what is that thing on your back?" The magic sword in the hand of the disciple from Miaoyin Pavilion kept shaking, and for a moment, it was unclear whether it was because of fear or because it was soaked in death energy.

When Lao He saw the change in the hand, he already realized what it was.

魃。

No, there seemed to be some seal on her body that prevented her from being successfully refined into Nüba, and instead she stopped at a very mysterious stage.

If I have to say it, it's more like: stiff.

Because he was too frightened, Lao He's bloodless face turned even paler.

"It is indeed an evil spirit!" The disciple of Miaoyin Pavilion was obviously afraid, but the fear in his eyes was gradually fading away.

Instead, there was a frenzy of excitement that was only growing.

This expression made Lao He unable to tell for a moment whether Xiang Qing in the coffin behind him was more terrifying, or the male disciple of Miaoyin Pavilion in front of him was more terrifying.

"Photo-Leaving Beads. Yes, Photo-Leaving Beads." Because of excitement, a strange blush appeared on the face of the male disciple of Miaoyin Pavilion. He even laughed out loud in ecstasy.

Old He looked at the coffin behind him, then looked at the disciple of Miaoyin Pavilion, and finally gathered up his last bit of magic power and rushed towards the gate of Poyun Sect.

But just as he passed by the disciple from Miaoyin Pavilion, he heard—

"I'm going to record this and show it to everyone. The genius Qin Zhen they talk about is nothing but a scum who associates with evil spirits! I want to see who can protect her then!? Hahaha..."

Lao He's footsteps suddenly paused, and for the first time, an extremely terrifying expression appeared on his fat face. However, his sleepy eyes, which seemed to be still asleep, were now fully open, and a faint blue light was overflowing from the bottom of his eyes.

The disciple from Miaoyin Pavilion was still holding the recording bead in his hand and recording everything. The next second, he felt dizzy.

Huh?

Why does my neck feel cold?

Also, why did another disciple from Miaoyin Pavilion come? Was someone worried about him and caught up with him?

No, that's not right.

Why does the body of the Miaoyin Pavilion disciple look so familiar? He is holding a photo-retaining bead in his hand, just like...

It's his body!

Wait, his body!!!

How could he see his own body?

And why does that body have no head...

Is he, dead?

No, no, no!

The disciples of Miaoyin Pavilion widened their eyes in shock, but they could only see Lao He giving them a cold glance, then taking the Liuying Pearl from his hand, crushing it into powder, and sprinkling it at him.

"Boom."

The Miaoyin Pavilion disciple's round head finally fell to the ground, and he stared at Lao He with his eyes wide open.

But Lao He kicked it away like trash, and it rolled into the mountain stream.

"boom."

And his body finally fell down and hit the ground with a heavy thud.

Also falling down was Old He, who was carrying the coffin.

His demonic power had been exhausted, and he no longer had the strength to support him moving forward.

The gate of the Poyun Sect was clearly within his sight, but no matter how hard he stretched his hands forward, he could not reach or touch it.

His call could not be heard.

"I'm sorry, Jing..."

Lao He's hands slowly dropped, and then he clenched them into fists.

"You finally saved my life and told me to live well, but now... I'm probably going to break my promise."

Scarlet blood continued to seep out from the wound, soon soaking the ground beneath Lao He.

Lao He seemed to be unaware of it and made a decision resolutely -

Since his demonic power is no longer able to support him to reach Poyun Sect, he will just burn his lifespan.

Anyway, he has lived long enough, and even if he dies immediately, he has lived enough.

The only regret is that I can’t see Yunniang again.

"I'm sorry, Qingwu, I may have to go find you in advance. I'll wait for Yunniang with you on the Naihe Bridge. Please forgive me... Jingxing saved my life back then, and now he is in danger. Since I promised to bring the message, I will do it even if I die."

A gentleman’s promise is as good as gold.

Those were the words that Lao He had once despised the most. In his opinion, no promise was more important than surviving, especially after he had almost experienced death once.

He felt that such a person was more of a fool than a gentleman.

"It turns out that I am also an idiot."

As his life continued to slip away, Lao He stood up tremblingly, carrying Xiang Qing and Qin Zhen on his back and walked towards Poyun Sect step by step.

Perhaps sensing Lao He's determination, Xiang Qing also forcibly withdrew his hand from the coffin, even at the cost of -

She broke her hand.

They may not be smart, but they are equally sincere and genuine.

……

White Night City, inside the City Lord’s Mansion.

After Qin Zhen rushed towards the human disaster hidden behind the dark clouds and in the thunder and lightning, she felt that she had arrived at a mysterious place.

The feeling is very strange, like a drop of water falling into the ocean.

Qin Zhen knew that this description sounded like nonsense, but that was indeed how she felt now.

The discomfort, pain and confrontation she had expected did not happen, but instead she felt a sense of ease and comfort, of being at home.

It's so weird.

Except for one thing - it's too noisy, the rest of the experience is really good.

The noise was just vague voices at first. It was too loud and I couldn't hear it clearly. Even when I listened carefully, I felt a little dizzy and my brain was about to explode.

But after gradually getting used to it, the sound became clearer and clearer, and there was a distinction between strong and weak, and primary and secondary. It was no longer all at once rushing into her mind.

Let her hear what this man-made disaster is mumbling about.

"Oh my god, here comes a fool."

"Why would he give up his freedom and come to get entangled with us? Aren't you afraid that Yun Yi will swallow him up in one gulp?"

"This breath seems to be a living soul."

"Uh... I just said hello to her, but I was so shocked that I couldn't regain my sanity for a long time. All I could think about was..."

"Only what?"