Wanzhu finally helped him untie his restraints and said, "Go ahead."

Yu Qianmo quickly got up from the ground and straightened her clothes.

"Only two people can go out of the secret realm. Now that Feng Ya is gone, the only people who can go out are the two of us. Wan Zhu, please help me. Can we go out together?"

A rare look of prayer appeared on Yu Qianmo's face.

But Wanzhu remained unmoved, "Are these the secrets you mentioned?"

Yu Qianmo's expression was stunned, "Why aren't you surprised at all? Do you already know this?"

"Otherwise, do you think I am a fool? The secret realm requires eight human stakes, but there are ten people coming in, so only two can go out."

It seems that Wanzhu understands the situation better than him.

Yuqianmo is a bit desolate. After all, everyone else is Qianshu's people, only Wanzhu's position is uncertain.

"Miss Wanzhu, if you can help me, Yu will repay you without hesitation in the future. I can't become a human being. I, I still have many things to do, I, I don't want to die..."

Yuqianmo's face showed a kind of fear, and he said in a pleading voice.

Wan Zhu raised her chin and squinted at the colorful lights in the sky, and her dark eyes seemed to be illuminated.

She seemed to smile, but still said indifferently: "Don't worry, I will let you out."

Yu Qianmo was stunned by this sudden joy, "Really? Are you really willing to send me out?"

Wanzhu nodded slightly, "Of course, because you are not worthy of being a human stake."

Yu Qianmo's face was a little stiff, and he didn't understand what she meant.

"What are you..."

"Don't ask, I'll send you up."

After Wanzhu said that, he took out his sword, and the sword's light was like moonlight.

Only then did Chu Zicheng and the others notice their actions.

Chu Zicheng immediately yelled: "What are you doing? Wan Zhu? Why did you let me go? Do you know what a hateful person he is?"

Wan Zhu said indifferently: "What does it have to do with me? I want to send him out of the secret realm."

Such a person is not worthy of staying in the secret realm, nor is he worthy of being used by her.

Chu Zicheng's face turned red with anger, "It seems that you two are in the same group."

Wan Zhu didn't talk nonsense to him, and took the Yuqian Mo Feijian away, exactly in the direction of Qian Shu.

Chu Zicheng gritted his teeth and quickly used his spiritual power to activate the aircraft on his wrist to catch up.

But his spiritual power couldn't sustain his movements at all.

"Let me go, why can she fly but I can't."

"Not just you, we can't either." Mu Lianyu frowned.

Ye Xuanxin said worriedly: "Then what should we do? They must be looking for trouble with Senior Sister."

"You're right, let's climb up too."

Chu Zicheng said, rolling up his sleeves, but as soon as he touched the smooth stone statue, he slipped down.

In disbelief, I tried grabbing it twice more, but it didn't work. It was too smooth.

How did Qian Shu climb up just now?

A few people couldn't get up, so they had to worry about it below.

Qian Shu gradually adapted to the light in front of him, and looked at the patching stone in surprise. The patching stone gradually turned into colorful colors, like flowing sand or water, gradually forming a vortex.

This must be the door to go out. She was just about to go down and bring her friends up, but two people were already standing in front of her.

Without saying a word, Wan Zhu first pushed Yu Qianmo into the whirlpool.

Qian Shu's face changed slightly, "What do you mean? Do you want to save him?" As the words fell, the snow suddenly fell from the sky, and the snowflakes were as big as fists, and gradually, they fell overwhelmingly.

Qian Shu clenched the Xue Han Sword in his hand, and the two stood facing each other in the palm of Nu Wa's hand.

The long wind blew over the side of her face, and a strand of hair brushed in front of her eyes.

The Xuehan Sword passed through the wind and snow and reached Wanzhu's neck. The strange thing was that she did not resist.

"Do you want to kill me? If you kill me, you win."

Qian Shu's eyes darkened, "It's not about winning or not. I don't really want to attack you. It's just that you saved Yu Qianmo just now. From now on, we will be on opposite sides."

Wanzhu stood like a green pine, with a face like a bright moon, and said calmly, "Do whatever you want, I don't mind having one more opponent."

Qian Shu retracted his sword, glanced at the colorful whirlpool, and jumped directly from Nuwa's hand.

After she left, Wanzhu touched the place on her neck where the sword had been placed. She felt cold, but she didn't really exert any force.

She is cold on the surface, but actually she is softer than anyone else.

Wan Zhu couldn't help but smile a smile that was colder than the snowstorm in the sky.

Ha, such a person is indeed suitable to be a human being in the secret realm. He is kind, loyal, and conscientious.

Qian Shu returned below, and everyone was covered in snow-coated faces.

"Come on, the whirlpool door is open, let's go there quickly."

"Sister, are you okay?" Ye Xuanxin looked at her up and down with concern.

Qian Shu shook his head, with a rare hint of urgency in his tone, "I'm fine, Yu Qian Mo has gone out, but now we don't know when the whirlpool will close, we must go there immediately."

"But Senior Sister, our spiritual power is weak now and we can't control the sword at all. Moreover, the statue is very slippery and we can't climb up at all."

Qian Shu gritted his teeth and looked at the rope that tied Yu Qianmo just now.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, I will take you up."

Qian Shu picked up the rope, wrapped it around himself first, and then gave the other end to Ye Xuanxin.

"Xuan Xin, tie the rope. I will take you up first, and then take you all out one by one."

Chu Zicheng was surprised: "Can you do this? I tried it just now and I couldn't climb it at all."

"Okay, let's give it a try."

Qian Shu mobilized the power of chaos, and his limbs clung to the statue like a gecko.

Climbing up step by step, Ye Xuanxin also tried hard to grab the stone wall, wanting to help.

When he climbed onto Nuwa's arm again, the sweat on Qian Shu's forehead even froze into snowflakes.

Ye Xuanxin curled up into a ball and was pulled up by her.

Wan Zhu was leaning at the exit and was very surprised to see Qian Shu really bringing someone here.

"Did you really bring these bottles of oil?"

Wanzhu raised his sword, "But you can't leave."

Qian Shu closed his eyes, "Wan Zhu, I don't remember any conflicts between us. May I ask you to let my junior sister leave?"

Wan Zhu was unmoved, "No, you are still of use to me, I won't let you leave."

Qian Shu even regretted it at this moment. She should have been killed with one sword just now.

"Then I won't be polite."

The Snow Cold Sword rushed towards Wanzhu with the cold air in the sky, setting off a wave of snow. The color of the snow in the sky blended with her, and Wanzhu actually wanted to avoid it for a moment.

However, her feet stopped after half a step. She could tell that Qian Shu was just bluffing and just wanted to scare her off so that she would get out of the way.

It seems to be cold again today————:D

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