The Devil's Wife, I Just Want to Survive

Huang Xiaozhu, who was covered in wounds, knelt on one knee and held up the bloody dagger with both hands: "Master, I will not retreat!"

"Okay." Wang Que smiled slightly, and pulled him up with his spiritual power.

He looted the storage rings of the three men in black, and the tortoise shell flew away.

An hour later, nine storage rings were cracked. Wang Que looked through them and shook his head slightly: "These guys don't have many good things. The few magic tools that can be used were broken by me before."

After saying that, he left a storage ring and then threw the remaining eight to the four girls of Mei, Lan, Zhu and Ju.

This time the four girls did not refuse, they knew that even if they refused, Wang Que would let them take it.

Controlling the tortoise shell to continue flying deeper, Wang Que glanced at Nangong Ya who was still unconscious: "Zhu Zi, what was the monster you created before? I heard you say something like 'Lord of Resentment'?"

Huang Xiaozhu, who was healing, opened his eyes and said quickly: "Master, that's not a monster, it's a special 'spirit'."

"Spirit?" Wang Que and Mei, Lan, Zhu and Ju all looked over. They had never heard of the existence of this kind of 'spirit'.

Huang Xiaozhu organized his words: "Actually, I didn't know before. This is what he told me at that time."

"Can you communicate with him?" Wang Que's heart moved slightly.

"It seems that he can. He said his name is Lord of Resentment and he comes from a special world called the Spirit Clan."

"Spirit Clan?" Wang Que looked at Big-breasted Mei and the others, and Big-breasted Mei and the others also shook their heads slightly.

"What else did he tell you?"

Huang Xiaozhu scratched his head: "He said he was too bored, and asked me to practice quickly so that he could leave the spirit race and stay outside for a while."

Wang Que..........

"Forget it, you continue to heal." Huang Xiaozhu knew too little information, and Wang Que was too lazy to ask any more questions. He planned to ask his wife after returning.

"My king, the jade pendant on Nangong Ya's waist is flashing." Xiaozhu suddenly spoke.

Wang Que looked down at Nangong Ya lying on the side, and saw that the pendant on Nangong Ya's waist was indeed flashing a faint light.

Big breasted Mei's eyes moved slightly: "This should be the identity token of her sect. This thing should have the function of sensing fellow disciples. From this look, there are probably her fellow disciples nearby."

Wang Que nodded slightly: "It would be best if we can find her fellow disciples, so that we don't have to take her with us, and her fellow disciples should have elixirs that can treat her."

"Do you want to find it?" Xiaozhu looked at Wang Que.

"Of course I have to look for it." Wang Que said as he released his soul power to explore around.

After a fruitless search, perhaps because she continued to move forward, the light of the jade pendant on Nangong Ya's waist became a little weaker.

"Not this direction, try another direction."

The tortoise shell flew to the left, and the light became dimmer after a while.

It turned to the right and soon the light returned to its previous state.

"It should be here." Xiao Zhu smiled: "Finally, I don't have to take her with me anymore."

Wang Que also smiled slightly and urged the tortoise shell to continue flying diagonally to the right. Half an hour later, the jade pendant changed from flashing to always bright.

Two thousand miles away, dozens of disciples of Xianyue Sect were practicing on a mountaintop. The spiritual pool on the top of the mountain emitted the fluctuations of the late foundation-building realm. Many disciples of Xianyue Sect were practicing in the pool.

Outside the pool, dozens of practitioners in the Lingtai realm were sitting cross-legged to protect the law. The weakest of them were in the middle stage of the Lingtai realm.

"Eh? Didn't Junior Sister Yaer say she had something to do? Why is she back now?" A male cultivator held the jade pendant on his waist and sensed it.

"Maybe she has dealt with her affairs."

"But didn't she say she had friends in Jinyang City? With her speed, she shouldn't be that fast."

While speaking, a female cultivator holding the jade pendant suddenly said in surprise: "No, Junior Sister Yaer is so fast, this speed is comparable to the early stage of Yuandan!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the fellow disciples around him all darkened: "Junior Sister Yaer is only in the middle stage of foundation building, she can't have the speed of the early stage of Yuandan, and the upper limit of this secret realm is the late stage of Lingtai... Could it be that Junior Sister Yaer was killed and robbed of her treasure?"

Another person His eyes were cold: "Could that person use Junior Sister Ya'er's identity token to kill all of us?!"

"What a courage!" One of the old men sneered: "Our Xianyue Sect is the largest sect in Yunyang, and our Grand Elder Zhou is now in the Yuxu Realm. He is the Yunyang Envoy, who dares to covet our storage ring!"

Someone whispered: "Maybe we are worrying too much, what if this person is Junior Sister Ya'er's friend."

"I hope so."

Having said that, these Lingtai Realm people were also on guard and looked at the distant horizon.

At the speed of the early Yuandan period, it only took four hours to get here..

Time passed, and four hours passed quickly.

On the top of the mountain, dozens of Xianyue Sect disciples stood in an orderly manner and looked at the distant sky. At this moment, there was a black dot flying rapidly in the distant sky.

After a cup of tea, Wang Que and others who were standing on the tortoise shell appeared in the air outside the top of the mountain.

"Be careful, my king." Xiaolan's soul transmission: "The position where these people are standing is the point of the Yunya Killing Formation. The Yunya Killing Formation is fierce. If so many arrayers activate it at the same time, they can fight across realms."

Wang Que hummed in a low voice and then laughed and clasped his fists to the other side: "Dear fellow Taoists of Xianyue Sect, I am Wang Que. Your sect disciple Nangong Ya was chased and killed some time ago. I rescued her and healed her, but I don't have a healing pill in my hand. She has not woken up yet."

As he spoke, Wang Que did not move, but controlled his spiritual power to lift the unconscious Nangong Ya and sent her over.

"Thank you, Daoist Wang, for your help." An old man among the disciples of Xianyue Sect clasped his fists.

Beside the old man, a female cultivator flew over and carried Nangong Ya back to the top of the mountain.

The female cultivator checked Nangong Ya's injury and then her eyes became stern: "Brother Chen, Junior Sister Ya'er's clothes have been changed. This is not the clothing of our Xianyue Sect!"

The old man named Brother Chen's face sank: "Fellow Daoist Wang, do you want to give an explanation for this matter!"

Wang Que frowned slightly, but he didn't need to speak, and Da Xiongmei responded coldly: "Our king saved her and it was extremely kind. Her clothes were changed by me. How about it!"

The female cultivator fed Nangong Ya a pill and raised her head: "In this case, you might as well wait for my junior sister to wake up before leaving. If it is really you who saved my junior sister, we should thank you."

Wang Que still frowned, and this time it was Xiaozhu who spoke: "Let us wait here? There is a time for the secret realm to open. We are idle and have nothing to do. Why don't we find resources and wait for her to wake up here?"

The female cultivator's face sank and was about to speak, but the old man named Brother Chen stretched out his hand to stop her.

The old man named Senior Brother Chen smiled faintly: "Fellow Daoists, if you have done nothing wrong, you don't have to be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door. We in Xianyue Sect are not unreasonable. If our junior sister wakes up and can prove that you saved her, then we in Xianyue Sect will thank you."

"You must know that one of the current supreme elders of our Xianyue Sect is in the Yuxu realm."

The threat is self-evident.

"Haha." Wang Que sneered: "So what if I am in the Yuxu realm? Why would I waste my time here with you?"

"I saved her because she helped me once. If she hadn't helped me, why would I look at her more?"

"We have sent her here. We have done our best. Let's go."

After Wang Que finished speaking, he turned the tortoise shell under his feet and was about to leave.

The next moment, a thousand-meter formation appeared in the sky, and dozens of people on the mountain behind him lit up with spiritual light: "Fellow Daoist Wang, don't force us to keep you here!"

Wang Que turned his head and looked back, his voice even colder: "Don't you know my identity?"

"No matter how high your identity is, can it be higher than the supreme elder of our Xianyue Sect who is in the Yuxu Realm?" The old man surnamed Chen looked disdainful.

Wang Que turned his tortoise shell and looked: "Then do you really want to be my enemy?"

"Not an enemy, we want to know the real cause and result. I also said that if it was really you who saved him, our Xianyue Sect will thank you."

Wang Que shook his head and sneered: "What do you think I need?"

"I'm leaving now. If any of you dare to move........."

The old man surnamed Chen raised his hand with a provocative look on his face: "If I move, what can you do?"

In his eyes, Wang Que, who was only five people in the Lingtai Realm, had no right to resist his orders, and he had dozens of fellow disciples behind him.

"You are really..."

With a flash of sword light, Wang Que appeared behind the old man surnamed Chen: "How brave."

As soon as the words fell, the old man surnamed Chen's dog head with an incredible look fell with it...