Every female cultivator covers the sky with one hand

Chapter 58

The middle-aged man fell to the ground in despair, he couldn't escape, either he was killed by the evil spirits, or he was trampled to death by countless feet.

In the chaos, a small hand stretched out from the darkness, grabbed the middle-aged man's leg, pulled it with a little force, and pulled him into a purple world.

In the purple world, the flames are raging.

The middle-aged man instantly felt like he was in hell.

"hello!"

A tree spirit monster in the shape of a human was shaking its branches, and greeted him with its teeth and claws.

The already weak middle-aged man almost fainted.

"hello."

Then a childish voice sounded from behind him.

He turned around sharply and saw that it was the poor little girl a few days ago, so he covered his thumping chest and calmed down a little.

Outside the white jade bottle, it was still a mess.

People were running frantically towards the exit like ghosts.

After all, mortals are no match for monks.

A few monks of the Ji family even stepped on the heads and shoulders of mortals, running away like desperately.

The gray mist spread extremely quickly.

In an instant, another dozen people fell down.

Although the little jade bottle is temporarily safe, it may not always be worry-free.

Not to mention that we haven't figured out what kind of evil it is, but after the evil incident subsides, the Ji family will probably send people down to investigate carefully.

It would be a bad thing for the white jade bottle to be exposed in front of people.

So the psychic white jade bottle, under the control of Ye Qingfeng's mind, flew out like a ray of white light with a "swish", and flew into the wide sleeve robe of a Ji family monk.

It stands to reason that in such a panic scene, few people would notice the white light.

But in the chaos, someone waved his hand in a panic. Coincidentally, it happened to hit the white jade bottle.

The white jade bottle was not damaged at all, and even pierced through the palm of the man like a sharp arrow, persistently heading towards the monk's sleeve robe.

"what!"

The person whose palm was pierced screamed, blood spattered, and his eyes were tearing apart.

"Yao... Yaoxie! White Yaoxie! It's here!" The man held his palms while fleeing, and shouted like crazy, "It bit through the center of my palm!"

"Has the evil spirit revealed itself?"

Everyone was terrified, their hearts were torn apart, and they desperately climbed up the well.

That white demon has already killed so many people, and I don't know whose turn it will be next!
Ye Qingfeng in the white jade bottle just felt speechless, this time he didn't blame anything else, but luck.

Bad luck, and was mistaken for a demon.

This misunderstanding is probably too big.

The monks of the Ji family rushed to the mouth of the well first, but the mouth of the well was blocked by huge rocks, and a seal was specially added to restrict it.

"Let us out! Let us out!" Several Ji family disciples who were trapped at the mouth of the well slapped the boulder frantically and shouted in despair.

"Don't blame us! Don't blame us!" The disciple of the Ji family outside the mouth of the well yelled in response, "Since it is clear that the evil spirits appeared, we can only follow the rules and seal the mouth of the well first to prevent the evil spirits from rushing out of the mine. Go to the ground and kill more people!"

"But our surname is Ji, and I treated you to a drink last night..." The trapped Ji family felt chills all over their bodies, filled with grief and indignation.

"Yes... I'm sorry..." The Ji family members outside the well mouth responded and fled away.

In the mine, there is despair and fear.

All the living people were densely packed, crowded in the only sealed exit, trembling, waiting for the next fate.

In the midst of the chaos, the white jade bottle has successfully slipped into the sleeve of one person.

The man was dripping with cold sweat, not knowing that there was something extra in his sleeve, and even raised his sleeve frequently, wiping the sweat on his face with the sleeve robe.

The mine tunnel was eerily quiet, except for the chattering of teeth, there was only the sound of heavy breathing.

Where did that terrifying white demon hide?
This kind of helpless looking left and right, searching around, is almost like Ling Chi.

Ye Qingfeng was also in the white jade bottle, holding his breath and concentrating, expecting something.

She didn't know what it was that killed so many people.

Because there are monks guarding the mine all the time, Ye Qingfeng did not extend his consciousness to the deepest part of the mine.

The difficult time passed bit by bit.

People who were overly terrified couldn't continue to be terrified. One by one, they fell on top of each other and clung to each other as if they were collapsed.

But there is only one thing to be gratified about, that is, no more dead people.

Inside the white jade bottle, Ye Qingfeng finally made a sound, and asked the frail middle-aged man:

"Uncle, when you were digging just now, can you see clearly what killed so many people?"

The frail middle-aged man clutched his trampled right leg, opened his mouth with difficulty, and uttered a few unpleasant syllables. After a while, as if he had finally found his own voice, he replied unsteadily:
"Little Fairy, I was far away just now, and I didn't see anything. Anyone who saw it was probably poisoned to death."

He hasn't spoken to anyone for too long, and he seems to have forgotten how to speak.

"Then according to your experience, Uncle, what could it be?" Ye Qingfeng asked again.

"Probably poison," the middle-aged man answered more fluently, "As for the poison, it's really hard to say what kind of poison, ancient mines, things that existed before ancient times."

Ye Qingfeng blinked his big bright eyes, showing a hint of cunning, and said with a slight smile: "Uncle, from your tone, it seems that you know a lot. Uncle, what's your name and where do you live?"

"I..." The middle-aged man paused, and said to himself, "Well, you can listen to the little fairy. If you can get out alive, please bring my bones back, I will definitely repay you to you."

Ye Qingfeng pursed his pink lips, but said bluntly: "Bring back the bones, that person is already dead, so how can you repay him. Besides, with me around, you may not necessarily die."

"That's right, I was confused." The middle-aged man raised his hand and patted his drowsy head, "Besides, fairy, you have risked saving me once just now, if I keep hiding it, it will appear that I am stingy and ignorant. "

"That's right, it's good if you wake up." Ye Qingfeng put his little hands behind his back and nodded in a serious manner. He looks small and extremely cute.

The middle-aged man finally had a smile in his eyes again, and the smile lasted for quite a while.

"Actually, I'm not an uncle." The middle-aged man looked slightly embarrassed. "Actually, I'm an older brother. I just turned [-] this year..."

"?!" Liu Jing exclaimed, as if aware of her gaffe, and then said with a sneer, "Then you do look a little older."

It seems that 48 is more than enough.

"That's right." The self-proclaimed man scratched his head in embarrassment, "It's too hard to work here day after day, the wind and sand are heavy, and it's normal to look older than your peers."

Ye Qingfeng blinked his big eyes: "Brother?"

The word "brother" is naturally kind to Ye Qingfeng.

"Yes, it's brother." The young and mature young man smiled awkwardly again, raised his hand, and picked up the plaster in the folds of his forehead, trying to make himself look clean and young, "My surname is Zhang, Gong Chang Zhang, born in the ancestors Yuan Tianshi, who can't pass, lives in a stone village near the northern mining area."

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