True Monarch Crossing Tribulation forced me to soar

Chapter 78: Chapter 78: In case
As soon as Wuyan opened her eyes, tears immediately flowed down. She had just cried in a dream. She dreamed that Zhen Shuzi left her with a smile, and ran faster and farther...

"Master~"

She cried out weakly, clenched her fists tightly, closed her eyes in pain, and two lines of hot tears flowed out again.

The master in the dream is gone, and the real master is gone.

Whether in dreams or in reality, she has no place to escape from pain.

When you sleep, you suffer in illusion; when you wake up, you mourn in reality.

This unforgettable pain made her frantically recall what happened to all of this?

That day, it was just an ordinary inspection down the mountain, she took Zhou Yu cautiously, and there was nothing unusual.

The only thing that was not right was that Zhou Yu was a bit more slow than usual, but he had just encountered a catastrophe, and he had no relatives around him, so there was nothing wrong with that kind of behavior.

She thought of the extremely thin demon dressed in black and wearing a silver mask.

Those hands were as thin as a skeleton, and their actions and behaviors were also extremely strange. The purpose of coming to the boundary of Kuaiji Mountain was not to lift the seal of Kuaiji Mountain, but as if they were standing at the intersection and waiting for themselves.

With the memory locked, she re-freezes the frame and finds that the thin devil is somewhat familiar.

Most of the demons in the demon world are exaggerated and ugly, and that demon's body shape is quite different from other demons.

His height is not exaggerated, but he has an overly thin body, and his legs are so exaggeratedly proportioned that his legs are long. In addition to that delicate head, when viewed from a distance, he gives people the illusion of being extremely tall.

This body shape is only characteristic of teenagers who are in the stage of vigorous growth.

Unnaturally, she thought of Zuo Zuo, that calm young man with a personality that didn't match his age. Every time he stood next to Zhou Yu, he made Zhou Yu look like a naughty boy.

After all, he was a real boy.

Wuyan shook his head, that demon couldn't be Zuo Zuo, even if Zuo Zuo became a demon, his skill wouldn't increase so fast.

It's just like this, she couldn't figure it out even more, why did the demon want to catch Zhou Yu, and it didn't hurt him if he was caught, as if he deliberately brought herself into the enchantment.

No matter what, she couldn't figure it out, couldn't figure out the ten thousand reasons for this.

Simply, I stopped thinking about it and went directly to Zhou Yu to ask for clarification.

Just as she was going out, Wuyou fell from the sky, fell into her arms, tightly grasped her arms, opened her eyes wide, as if extremely terrified:
"Senior sister, save my brother quickly, my brother was captured by the gods."

"what?"

Wuyan was taken aback, her ears understood, but she couldn't turn her head around at all. Looking at Wuyou who was so nervous that she almost collapsed, she frowned:

"what are you saying?"

Wuyou was so anxious that her eyes burned, but the more anxious she was, the more breathless she became, her throat was as dry as smoke, and she could only say in a hoarse voice:

"There is a person who claims to be True Monarch Mingyang, or a god, who says that my brother is an evil spirit who has done a lot of evil in the world, and wants to arrest him."

She was so anxious that she looked at Wuyan, not knowing what else they could do.

At first when the uncle died, she thought it was nothing. After all, he didn't have a deep relationship with her, and in her script, the uncle must be a dispensable character.

Judging from her seven or eight years of experience in reading the novels of the Xianxia world, the role of the uncle is at best a soy sauce, and it doesn't matter whether it exists or not.

But Zhenxuanzi is different, Zhenxuanzi is the first person she met in this world, according to Zhenxuanzi, she was extradited to this world by him.

Moreover, she is a relative who is connected by blood. She always thought that Zhenxuanzi would be lively, accompany her all the time, love her, play the role of a life mentor, and clean up the mess for her.

If Zhenxuanzi dies, she can't imagine what kind of script she got, and even questioned her protagonist's identity for the first time.

She flung herself into Wuyan's arms, trembling uncontrollably, looking at the dark and quiet surroundings, she suddenly felt extremely terrified in the world of cultivating immortals.

An unstoppable chill slowly rose from his heart.

The basic dark cultivation of immortals was spinning rapidly in her mind. It was a world where life was regarded as firewood and corpses were regarded as bricks.

Sacrificing thousands of lives to the heavens, using the souls of living people as a guide, specifically mutilating women and children, just to refine the most vicious ghosts.

Cruel descriptions unfolded in her mind.

She thought of the vegetable market, where blood was everywhere, feathers, scales, unwanted internal organs, and heads were everywhere.

Fear suddenly filled her heart.

What if, what if, what if I was just an NPC?
There is no system, no cheats, the ground is full of bosses who are stronger than oneself, and there are monsters who can control one's life everywhere.

How to do?
What should I do?
What should I do?
She suddenly wanted to go home.

"Don't be afraid, worry-free, gods also have to be reasonable, don't be afraid, I will definitely figure it out for you!"

Wuyan hugged her tightly, and used her not-so-warm body temperature to iron her terrified soul.

Wuyou burst into tears.

When she came to this world, she always regarded herself as the protagonist, and never revealed her true feelings.

But at this moment, she finally understood that she was just a common man in this strange world, with only a very small amount of power in her body, and it was only through the Excalibur School that she was able to live carefree and unrestrained for several months.

"Senior Sister, Senior Sister, Senior Sister~"

Laughing and crying, she yelled three times in a row:

"Senior sister, you can't leave me, you must stay with me!"

Wuyan rubbed her head:

"I'll accompany you, I will definitely accompany you."

In the world of Nuoda, a trace of true feelings flows through. Everyone can feel their own insignificance, and they can also feel their own strength because of others' requests. In mutual need, they can realize the meaning of life.

The two rely on each other, forming a herringbone in the dark night.

Wuyou didn't have time to describe to Wuyan what he saw, only dots of flames quickly gathered in the sky outside the mountain gate of the Divine Sword Sect, there were countless monks flying with their swords, everyone raised their hands with a torch.

The leader was Zhu Heling, the second disciple of Xuantianzong who was rescued by Wuyan on the wisteria flower island. After his brother Zhu Heli died, although he was in charge of his second uncle who was highly respected in his family and had a good relationship with the royal family.

Zhu Heli's second uncle, Zhu Liku, is not only unfathomable in cultivation, but also extremely talented. Everyone in the family knows that he is destined to be a fairy. The Son of Heaven sent Zhu Heli to the Excalibur Sect to avenge his shame.

Zhu Heling is young and energetic, and he thinks that his brother's death is all a rumor fabricated by Zhen Shuzi, who deliberately discredited Xuantianzong for the sake of Xuanmen suzerain.

In the past few months, they not only regained the position of the suzerain of Xuanmen, but also discovered the truth of Zhenxuanzi's cruelty to the world. They wanted to come to the Excalibur School in a glorious manner, capture Zhenxuanzi, kill Zhenshuzi, and flatten Kuaiji Mountain .

But I didn't think that the real scholar died prematurely.

He didn't believe it, that demon girl must be playing a trick of death escape, if her body isn't dug up today, he won't be called Zhu Heli.

He was dressed in red, looked down at the quiet Excalibur sect from the sky, and shouted through ten-mile voice transmission:

"Everyone of the Excalibur Sect, don't come out quickly to die. Your head, Zhenxuanzi, refines puppets of the living, collects the souls of the dead, and in order to create evil spirits, massacres the whole family of Shanluo. People's hearts and livers were dug out and eaten."

"What face do you have, claiming to be disciples of the Xuanmen? As the master of the Xuanmen, I, Xuantianzong, will bloodbath the Excalibur Sect today, and return the people of the world to justice."

(End of this chapter)