Run!There's something really weird about this escape room!

Chapter 72: Controlling the Sword Like Qi
Yan Yue stayed by the monk's side all night.

After an unknown amount of time, the fire on the bhikkhu slowly weakened and finally went out completely, and the bhikkhu also fell from the air.

Yan Yue, who had been waiting by the side, had quick eyes and quick hands, and stepped forward to hold the monk in his hands.

The little guy closed his eyes tightly and lay limply.

Yan Yue was startled and thought something had happened to it. It was not until it found the monk's steady breathing that she felt relieved.

At this time, You Ming's figure appeared next to Yan Yue. He first came over to check on the monk's condition, and then he cupped his hands and said to Yan Yue.

"Master, Hong Ling's injury has stabilized, and it is estimated that she will wake up in two days at most!"

Yan Yue was happy at first, and then she pointed to the bhikkhu in her hand with some worry.

"Netherworld, can you tell what the monk's condition is now?"

You Ming touched his chin and said hesitantly.

"Master, it's hard to say, but according to my judgment, this little guy seems to be making a breakthrough!"

"breakthrough?"

"Yeah! The aura on its body is obviously much richer than before, and I always feel a faint sense of majesty and oppression on its body!"

Yan Yue frowned and felt the monk's breath carefully, but she did not notice the feeling described by You Ming.

"Hiss~ You don't feel any pressure? Are you mistaken, You Ming?"

Youming shook his head and said.

"No, this seems to be a kind of blood pressure. I'm afraid this little guy has a big background!"

Yan Yue looked at the sleeping bhikkhu in her hands, not seeing anything from its adorable appearance. She shook her head and said.

"Then when will it wake up?"

You Ming spread his hands and said.

"Master, I'm not sure about this. You might as well put it in the practice room in the inner building first.

This little guy seems to be able to absorb spiritual energy just like you. I think it might be of some help. "

After putting the monk into the practice room, Yan Yue, who had nothing to do, retreated from the inner building.

It was early morning outside the window, and Yan Yue opened her phone in boredom and browsed the forum. There were already shouts from the guy urging Tao Yao to open the door.

However, Hong Ling has not recovered yet, and with only Huan Ling and Beng Beng around, Yan Yue doesn’t really want to open a store~
Turning off the phone, Yan Yue thought for a moment and took out a small sword from his pocket.

This thing was given to her by Yu Qingfeng before, and it helped her get out of the ghost array.

I remember Yu Qingfeng said that he would come to get it from him in the future, but he didn’t know when the old man would come.

Yan Yue had not carefully observed this small sword before, but when she took a closer look, she discovered that there were many details on the sword that she had not noticed before.

The first is the pattern. Although this sword is small, the sword patterns on it are carved extremely beautifully. To be able to create such a complicated picture on such a small thing, this craft really wastes a lot of effort! ,

Looking down, Yan Yue was surprised to find that there were a few small words engraved on the hilt under the sword body.

"The sword is like Qi, splitting the sky? What do you mean?"

Yan Yue was confused. Just when she was about to put the sword back in her pocket, Huan Ling walked over from the side.

She looked at the thing in Yan Yue's hand with some hesitation in her eyes.

"Master! This sword" Yan Yue stopped moving her hand and looked at Huan Ling strangely.

"What, do you know each other?"

Huan Ling shook her head and said.

"I don't know it, but this thing seems to have a layer of illusion attached to it, and it seems that there are some images stored in it~"

Huan Ling is more sensitive to this kind of illusion. Since she said it, there is definitely something wrong with this thing.

But what makes Yan Yue a little puzzled is that she also has the special ability of the mind's eye, but she doesn't see any difference in this little sword.

"Hmm~ Huan Ling, why don't you come over and take a look?"

Huan Ling nodded, moved closer to Yan Yue, stretched out a hand and put it on the small sword in Yan Yue's hand.

For the next five minutes, there was silence all around. Just when Yan Yue was about to lose his patience to wait, Huan Ling suddenly opened his eyes!
Immediately afterwards, waves of fierce sword intent came from the small sword in Yan Yue's hand, and Huan Ling's body flew backwards!

Yan Yue was shocked and didn't understand what was going on. She was about to get up and go to see if Huan Ling was alright, but at this moment, a bright light came on, and everything in Yan Yue's eyes turned incandescent. .

By the time Yan Yue's vision recovered, the surrounding scenery had changed drastically.

At some point she came to a strange wilderness.

There was desolation all around, and in front of her was a mountain with a special shape. The mountain looked like a giant sword falling from the sky and piercing into the ground.

Yan Yue's sight was attracted by the mountain, and she felt waves of frightening sword intent coming from the mountain.

At this time, a breeze blew across Yan Yue's cheek~
Yan Yue felt her face heat up, and soon she saw several broken hairs floating forward in the breeze.

He reached out and touched his face, and when he brought it in front of him, he saw that there was a bit of bright red printed on his hand.

This wind can actually hurt people!

Call ~
Before he had time to think about it, another gust of breeze blew from behind. Yan Yue felt a chill on his neck and jumped forward.

Several strands of the flying hair were cut off again, but fortunately, Yan Yue was not injured this time.

Just when the breeze swept past, Yan Yue felt something strange from above.

There seemed to be a faint sword intent attached to the breeze. It seemed that it was not the wind at all, but an invisible sword!
Yan Yue stood up and stared nervously in the direction behind her.

Huh ~ swish swish ~
A gust of wind blew, and three sharp sword intent locked Yan Yue's figure.

Yan Yue was startled and turned over to dodge, but the speed of the wind was too fast. Even if she used the phantom body technique, she was still scratched on her arm and a long wound was scraped.

Yan Yue knew in her heart that continuing like this was definitely not an option. She looked around to see if there was any bunker, but all she could see was the Gobi Desert. If there was any bunker, that mountain might be the only one~
Gritting his teeth and listening to the howling wind coming from behind again, Yan Yue mobilized all his spiritual energy and ran towards the mountain peak in front of him with all his strength.

However, how could her legs run so fast?
Just listen to the howling wind, and in the blink of an eye, a chill has hit Yan Yue's back.

Yan Yue gritted her teeth, knowing that this moment was inevitable.

She turned back to face the wind and reached out to grab the peach wood sword to take it out of the storage compartment. However, her grasp was empty.

The storage compartment seemed to have lost contact with her, and there was no response no matter how she called it.

At this time, the wind blade had already reached Yan Yue. Yan Yue's face was filled with helplessness, and his spiritual energy condensed on his arms, which were placed in front of him!
Immediately, two handfuls of blood flowers spattered, and Yan Yue's body flew backwards under the huge force.

The bone was visible from the injury on his arm, but there was no trace of despair on Yan Yue's face.

After tearing off two pieces of clothing and simply stopping the bleeding in his arms, Yan Yue took a deep breath and turned around to stare in the direction behind him.

Just now, she seemed to have discovered some clues from these whistling wind blades!
(End of this chapter)