Little Junior Sister Society fears but draws sword

Chapter 46 The Cat and the Mouse
The legs that should have been brisk were as heavy as rocks and could not move.

Lu Yun's eyelids drooped as she looked at the bell on her waist.

Han Jiangxue is her sword, and it can appear in her palm with a single thought.

But she knew that the owner of that breath could decapitate her before she drew the sword.

It was a breath of despair.

There is no bright future in the future, no death and rebirth, just...pure death.

step.

one more step...

For the first time, Lu Yun found it so difficult to walk.

Her legs seemed to no longer belong to her, and she could only take a step under her best control.

Cold sweat slid down her forehead and the tip of her nose, and the itching made her take a breath.

The face with all blood lost, the hair sticking to the cheeks, like the delicate flowers after the rainstorm, ushering in the end of falling into mud and dust.

But is she going to be the dust that is ruthlessly trampled on?

no.

She just bid farewell to the original owner and walked towards a new life, how could she let her life freeze here like the original owner.

Lu Yun gritted her teeth and kept walking, even though each step took a long time.

She knew what she was thinking, and the other party had already understood it.

This will not be stopped by a sound, but it is just playing with people's hearts like a cat catching a mouse.

But since the other party didn't say it, then he pretended not to know.

go.

Even if he took one more step, the hope of escape would be a little bit more.

The lungs healed in the ascension realm were tingling again, and there was an unpleasant smell of rust in his breath.

There is nothing ahead.

But what Lu Yun saw was the invisible wind, and every step she took was walking on the edge of the cliff.

She could hear the roar of the abyss below, and she could feel the wind grabbing and tugging at the hem of her clothes.

come down!

Come down quickly!

Why the hell are you struggling!
Countless magic words echoed in her mind, one by one, trying to lead her to perdition.

If you take half a wrong step, you will fall to pieces.

But she can't be wrong!
Something fell on her back, and she wanted to bend over to live.

But she didn't.

She straightened her spine, even if she heard the sound of bones being squeezed and broken during the process, she never showed any weakness.

One more step, one more step.

She can walk out of this tomb.

A pair of clear eyes carried a stubbornness that would rather die than surrender.

Blood was bleeding from the corner of her mouth, and her limbs were twisted strangely.

Half a step, close at hand, but far apart.

Lu Yun's fingers hanging beside her trembled slightly, and Han Jiangxue appeared in her hand.

This haughty sword is being held by its master obediently at this moment, and even the chill is subdued.

Lu Yun inserted the sword into the ground to support her body.

Half of the body's weight was on Han Jiangxue's body.

Han Jiangxue's mournful cry seemed to indicate the key point of her fate.

But she never stops.

click...

Broken leg bone.

But this half step, Lu Yun finally took it out.

After she took that step out of the tomb, the terrifying coercion around her completely disappeared.

The five senses belong to oneself, and the senses are like a warm spring breeze.

She heard a burst of laughter, the voice of a child.

"Father, don't scare her."

The child's voice was clear and sweet, and it was the dawn of hope in Lu Yun's ears.

She bowed her head, her face was as white as paper, and she was panting like a cow.

But as far as she could see, there was no wound on her body, and her limbs and even her internal organs were intact.

The only loss is the mind.

After a pause, Lu Yun sighed inwardly.

Sure enough, his dying struggle was just a boring game in the eyes of others.

Lu Yun didn't hesitate any longer, she retracted her sword, turned around and bowed to salute, the movement was done in one go.

"Lu Yun, a disciple of the Tibetan Sword Sect, has met the seniors of the Black Mountain clan."

"Thank you for your kindness, senior."

Lu Yun is not a talkative person, but she really wants to ask senior brother what nice things to say in this situation to make the person in front of her happy.

Lu Yun, who was saluting, didn't look sideways, standing there like an oak root.

The man didn't speak, and Lu Yun kept this posture.

The other party didn't know how long he had been watching there, and neither he nor Feng Yuyao noticed it.

If the other party hadn't taken the initiative to show up at the end, I would have died without knowing that my every move just now was being watched.

Simply the fragment in the dantian is more cunning than himself.

No one in the Tibetan Sword Sect found it.

The strength of this senior, judging from the coercion deliberately revealed by the other party, should be in Mahayana.

She is one level higher than her master, and she doesn't know who is superior to the master.

But the head of the sect didn't notice the abnormality in her dantian, and the people in front of her probably couldn't see through it either.

As for Wuzhuo.

The sword was not well hidden, and the opponent didn't stop him when he took it out, so he shouldn't be punished for it.

Lu Yun wanted to sigh again.

She just came to an ancient city to find something, and finally broke the cause and effect with Feng Yuyao, but it almost fell to the point where it was the same as the original text.

Fortunately, she didn't say anything she shouldn't have said just now.

Too much to say.

Lu Yun, who remembered again, became more respectful.

"Okay, get up."

The man finally spoke.

Lu Yun straightened up and looked at the two of them. What she saw was exactly what she guessed, and her expression was quite calm.

"Tsk, you're smart."

In the corner stood two people, one tall and one short.

The short boy was the one that Lu Yun saw throwing the treasure map in the black market.

As for the other person.

Tall and burly, with a rough and wild face.

This is the descendant of the Heishan family in the story, and also the person who spoke later.

The voice was laughing, and those eyes were so silent that Lu Yun couldn't see any emotion in them.

The other party looked at him with his hands behind his back, as if he was looking at a nasty little mouse.

After thinking a lot, Lu Yun smiled and said nothing.

She can't speak.

"Humph!"

Seeing Lu Yun's attitude, the man beckoned, and Lu Yun had no choice but to re-enter the tomb that he had just managed to escape.

"Since you guessed it, let's talk about it."

Lu Yun was not surprised when she heard that the words did not match the words. She was silent for a moment, then spoke dumbly.

"The disappearance of the Black Mountain clan was probably because of us monks."

It seemed to be a question, but Lu Yun had an answer in his heart.

"disappear?"

"Little girl, you know how to avoid the serious and take the light."

"Aren't you very courageous just now, why don't you dare to say it now."

With a sneer, the man walked to the coffin.

He reached out, took out the bead from the corpse's mouth, and threw it to Lu Yun's side.

The beads rolled down and touched Lu Yun's shoes, and the treasure was within easy reach, but Lu Yun still didn't look sideways.

Well, don't accept the temptation.

I don't know how to say good things to please you, so it's better to keep your mouth shut.

"Tsk."

Seeing Lu Yun's cautious appearance, the man made an unintelligible sound, and then looked at the coffin.

The corpse in the coffin kept its previous appearance, but after the beads were taken out, the corpse quickly decayed into a handful of dust, leaving no bones.

The sound of the collision was caused by the falling of the treasures in the coffin.

The man pressed his palm on the edge of the coffin, seemingly useless, but the cracks on the coffin were not fake.

Lu Yun, who watched her mind and nose, continued to pretend to be dumb, and her thoughts were in a mess.

　The day after tomorrow, that is, the book will be on the shelves on Tuesday. There will be [-] changes on the day of the shelves, and two changes every day after that.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)