173 Put on the robe of your dreams

Chen'e saw that Yao Ling was so resolute. At present, the situation was so urgent that there was no room for two people to fight. She just nodded and did what Yao Ling said.

Yao Ling took a deep breath, and the two swords crossed in front of his chest gradually condensed the wind and snow. The wind formed a semicircular arc-shaped air wave against the stone wall. Yao Ling's sleeves also bulged in the wind. The suppressed wind walked through the narrow cave and gathered. Chen'e tried to stabilize the pace pulled by the strong wind, raised her sleeves to block the flying sand and stones in front of her, squinted. At first glance, the stone wall is still as strong as an iron wall, motionless!

"Huh? Why can't you push it? Is it that the force is too small?"

Cut, then work harder! Yaoling exerted his strength again. Seeing that the falling stone on the ground was blown up by the wind, he jumped and was blown away by the wind, but the stone wall was not loose at all. She didn't believe in this evil. She shouted loudly, and even used her strength to eat milk. Her whole body was so tight that it would break if there was a little relaxation. Her teeth clucked, and big beads of sweat rolled down on her forehead... Behind her back, Chen E seemed to be shouting something, and the wind was too loud and she couldn't hear clearly. Are you shouting cheers?

Chen'e is cheering beside her, and her strength is doubled. Although the two sisters are the same arrogant and vain and contemptuous, they are greedy and pestered. They are the most annoying type of Yaoling. Just think of being moved by Chen'e's story - as I just said, the future of the two sisters has to continue to shout bright. Their future can't be buried in the tunnel. A dark and humid place where you can't see the sun!

Yao Ling, work harder! You can definitely do it, you can do it!

The huge shock spread from the palm of the hand holding the sword along the arm to the heart. It's moving. Is the stone wall moving? The spirit of the distant spirit was greatly boosted, and it finally worked! As long as you continue to push forward a distance like this, you will definitely find another fork in the way out! Victory is just around the corner!

"Bum--!"

The ash flies and the smoke disappears. Yao Ling held the sword and froze in place. Why did all of a sudden the heavy burden on the wrist be removed all of a sudden? Is it that the wrist is sore that you can't feel it? Yao Ling was puzzled and didn't realize that he had been pushed back five steps by the huge impulse with the "bang". When the dust settled, Yao Ling looked at the front blankly. The previous copper wall and iron wall-like stone wall disappeared, but there was a pile of thick stones on the ground...

Yao Ling exhaled gently, turned his wrist, and the two swords returned to the sheath beautifully. She came to her senses and smiled indifferently. She seemed to have completely forgotten the fatigue of her excessive exertion and the sweat on her head. She said to the stunned Jiao'e sisters, "The passage is open. Let's go."

Chen Jiao hasn't woken up yet. Chen'e walked up quickly as if she suddenly woke up, and stopped talking. Yao Ling shook his head and said, "No, don't help me, I'm fine..."

Chen'e came forward, looked at the gravel all over the ground, and then looked at the pale spirit. She frowned, and her lips trembled. Finally, she lowered her head and slowly raised her hands, as if to hold them in front of her chest...

-No, it was the white-bone Sensen's delicate jade hand like an old black demon, and suddenly pinched Yao Ling's neck:

"What have you been pretending to be cool since just now! Don't you want to push the stone wall, don't you want to push it? In the end, it was not broken by you!"

"Ah, yes, I was thinking like that at the beginning, but it turned out to be all right. You see, the road has come out, and we can go..."

"Let's go, sister! You didn't control your strength and broke the stone wall, did you? The stone wall is broken, and the tunnel will collapse soon!"

"What's the collapse? It's not a good thing now... You keep talking like this. If it really collapses in a while, you will be washed away by your crow's mouth..."

As soon as Yao Ling's voice fell, Chen'e suddenly let go of her hand holding Yao Ling's collar. They looked down at their feet at the same time. Just now, was that an illusion? It seems that the ground has moved...

"Run--!"

Each of them raised Chen Jiao's arm and rushed to the open passage. No matter what is ahead, hell or swamp, no matter where it is, as long as it is closer to the exit, it is better than to be buried alive in this place!

Three people stumbled forward. In the fierce collision and swaying, the sleeping Chen Jiao finally woke up, and the falling stone fell down head-on. If Chen'e hadn't covered her, she would have fainted again long before she figured out what had happened.

"Master, senior sister..." Chen Jiao looked at the senior sister who was holding her hand tightly and said in a low voice, "You, you..."

"There is no time to explain now. Let's get out of here!"

"No, senior sister, you are injured... Your head is bleeding..."

Chen'e felt that her face was wet. Just now, she was busy protecting Chen Jiao and didn't notice that she had been smashed on the forehead by the falling stone. She raised her hand and shook her head and said, "It's okay. Let's go, let's go!"

Chen Jiao turned her head and fell into silence. Yao Ling doesn't know what the girl is in her mood now. It's strange why the three of them are here? Or are you worried about how to get out of here? Or... Did she finally know how to feel sorry for her when she saw that her sister was injured for herself?

Yao Ling smiled softly. She didn't need to worry about the two sisters in the first place. She said that their future would continue to shout and be bright together. As long as they accompany and help each other, there will be no more difficulties in the world that can't be overcome.

"Light! There is light ahead! Are we about to go out!"

It's an exit! The distant spirit was illuminated by the faint sunlight shining in from the gap, his eyelids were hot, and the hope was already close in front of him. She and Chen'e nod their heads to each other, clenched Chen Jiao's hand at the same time, and tried to throw her at the exit above her head!

"Step." Then, it was the sound of the light body landing steadily with both feet. Yao Ling was gratified. Chen E suddenly frowned and stopped Yao Ling, who was about to jump to the exit. Yao Ling also suddenly realized that maybe they shouldn't let Chen Jiao go out first. In the front, there may be other exits.

"Chen Jiao, what's the situation outside?"

There was no answer outside, it was quiet, and there was no sound. Chen'e's heart tightened, and he jumped out of the exit with Yaoling one after another.

With the collapse of the secret road from east to west, the distant feet fell to the solid ground. Her heart collapsed together with the secret way she was desperately trying to escape. They wanted to escape, but what did they escape? They want to be safe, but are they safe? They thought they didn't have to face what they didn't want to face, but they still met what they should meet. No matter how hard it is to escape, it's just a circle and back to the origin.

Yao Ling looked up and saw the eyes of the dragon burning like a star in the clouds. Under the shining eyes of its burning power and demonic anger, Yuyang Zhenren's pure hook sword was dripping with blood, but the dark red and purple blood stains on his head's Taoist suit were more and thicker. Hua Shen has fallen on the ground next to him, his eyes are closed, one lovesick ring is clenched in the blood-stained hand, and the other has taken off his hand, I don't know where it is.

Yao Ling looked up again, trying to see the dragon hidden in the clouds. The white dragon seemed to have been looking at her and everyone for a long time. Now, it no longer needs to show its strength and majesty to others. He just needs to lean down and stretch out the dragon's claws holding something forward, so that the descendants of the illusion fairy can see that what it is holding in his hand...

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The rain has stopped.

After the rain, the fresh air rushed into the nostrils of the man lying down. As if he smelled something from the fresh wind without a trace of miscellaneous smell, his body, which had slept for too long, suddenly woke up. His left leg was slightly bent, and the feeling of rubbing his trousers dry cloth suddenly relaxed his mood. He sat up slowly, and his right hand involuntarily stroked his bandaged abdomen.

"Ah - it hurts, it hurts..."

The head is also drowsy. The pain came with the sense of sobriety. His eyes were hazy. He looked at himself in the mirror, and his head was also wrapped in white cloth. He also saw the silver-haired old girl standing behind his back beside the mirror.

It turned out to be her.

He got up and pulled the white clothes on the back of the chair - it was actually obese. He held his heavy head and said to the old woman, "Old woman, where's my robe? Where's my - Linjiang Xianyi?"

The old woman turned around and glanced at the laundry basin on the ground. The blue shirt and white clothes, which were stained with blood and a crack in the road by Acacia, were pitifully soaked in the water.

"What else can I do if I'm injured like this?" The old woman turned around coldly and stared out of the window. "You can't protect anyone if you go like this."

"If it's you, can you watch your woman fight alone, and the other woman goes wrong again and again, but she lies in ** and waits for everything to develop towards the worst ending?"

The old man's eyes finally changed from disgust to deep. Yes, she spent ten years as the spirit of Cuiyu in Yaojie to save this man who had no chance to survive under the serious injury, not to hope that he could go to Huashen...

She closed her eyes. He said in a low voice, "Xiao Fengchuan."

"Ah?" He had already walked to the door, carrying his sword and sucking his nose.

"You... don't have anything to say to me?"

The old girl's voice trembled a little. This sharp man, such a sharp soul, will be broken no matter what powerful enemy meets him. He knew so much about Hua Shen, saw her strength, saw her vulnerability, and also saw her sincerity. She saw that her favorite wet nurse was forcing her to do what she didn't want to do at all with her parents's tragedy. What's his opinion on this matter? If it were him, wouldn't he wave a sword and scold him? Can an ugly old woman like you be regarded as a wet nurse?

She laughed at herself in her heart. Oh, what about the most noble Yaojie Cuiyu spirit in the world? In the end, it's not a loss to a young man...

"Ah, that..." Xiao Fengchuan licked his lips, "Where is the nearest kitchen to Yuzhi Garden? I slept for at least two days and two nights, and I don't want to go to the battlefield hungry.