Dressed as a sweet bag in the heart of a tyrant

Chapter 245 Six Monks Fight Black Qi

As soon as the words fell, a gust of wind blew.

Immediately afterwards, Wu Ya saw the familiar black air spreading from outside the hall.

Not long after, the entire hall was completely covered by black air, almost reaching the point where you could barely see your fingers.

Wu Ya waved her hands and stepped back step by step.

It wasn't until her back bumped into the golden pillar she had seen before that Wu Ya finally stopped.

She leaned against Jin Zhu tightly, and slowly slid to sit on the ground, while her hands hugged her shoulders tightly and curled up there.

The entire hall was silent.

All he could vaguely hear was his own thunderous heartbeat and the sound of his forced breathing.

Time is still passing, and the black air is still continuing to permeate.

Every second of this was extremely tormenting for Wu Ya.

It is no exaggeration to say that seconds are like years.

Finally, I do not know how long?
The black air slowly dissipated, and the hall once again regained light.

Wu Ya blinked her eyes and waited for a while before finally regaining her vision.

The purpose of entering is an ice bed with white mist that appeared in the center of the hall at some time.

On the ice bed lay that familiar figure.

Wu Ya was startled: "Mino!"

She quickly got up from the ground, ran towards the ice bed, and grabbed Mino's hand.

"what!"

The biting coldness spread from the palm of the hand to the whole body.

For a moment, Wu Ya only felt that the organs of her whole body seemed to be frozen.

The whole person froze there, unable to move his whole body.

About half an hour later, Wu Ya's whole body trembled suddenly, and finally regained consciousness.

The moment her body was finally able to move, she reflexively took several steps back.

Aware of her behavior, she shrank her neck and carefully observed the movement around her.

Seeing that everything was normal and no black air was escaping into the hall, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned her gaze back to the ice coffin.

Mino was dressed in bloody red clothes, lying straight on the ice bed with his eyes closed.

A pair of eyelashes, like butterflies resting, were stained with frost at some point.

But that fair and delicate little face was still as rosy as a peach blossom.

It looked as if he had just fallen into a deep sleep.

It's just that there is a misty cloud of sadness between the brows and eyes.

Across the white mist emerging from the ice bed, everything in front of me seemed like a perfect picture scroll.

"Mino?" Wu Ya whispered softly, "You...what's the situation with you now? Are you still alive?"

That sinister voice just asked her to take care of Mino, but it didn't say whether Mino was dead or alive?

Although the author writes greatly, Mino will have a big chance here.

Moreover, because of this, Wei Chen and Pei Xiaoyu will undergo earth-shaking changes.

Just what exactly has changed?
The author hasn't written there yet, and she doesn't know what's going on...

In addition, she has traveled here inexplicably now, and she doesn't know if there will be a butterfly effect due to this.

After all, the unknown always carries a lot of uncertainty.

No one can tell what direction the plot will develop...

Thinking of this, Wu Ya couldn't care about anything else.

Returning to Mino's ice bed again, he wrapped his hands in his clothes and gently pushed Mino's shoulder.

"Mino? Are you awake?"

"Mino, are you still alive?"

"Minuo, do you want to say something?"

"..."

After calling for a long time, there was no response.

Wu Ya pursed her lips and walked to the left of Mino.

He leaned over and put his ears above her heart, keeping a distance that would not cause frostbite, and listened intently.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Although the heartbeat was very slow, it finally made her feel relieved.

After all, as long as people are not dead, everything else is easy to talk about.

Mi Nuo is the heroine, and there are a few male protagonists around her who will sacrifice their lives to protect her.

Heart said: No matter what you say, you have to hug this thigh tightly!
Although she managed to get down the tiankeng after being knocked out, but if she couldn't get up by then, that sinkhole would really be finished.

Thinking of this, Wu Ya began to look around for available materials, to see if she could provide some help to Mino with the knowledge she had learned.

While Wu Ya was busy trying to save Mino, the outside was not as peaceful as the inside of the hall.

Wuyou and the guards, including the six old monks, were surrounded by black air at this moment, unable to move forward.

A group of people were helpless amidst howling ghosts and howling wolves, and there was nothing they could do about the black energy.

"Old monk Heng Kong." Wuyou frowned, looked sideways at Heng Kong beside him and asked, "Aren't you able to subdue demons?"

At the end, he said again: "Then this thing in front of me, is there any way to solve it?"

"..." Heng Kong.

Turning around to look at the brothers and sisters, they exchanged eye contact for a moment.Seeing his brothers nodding their heads one after another, he clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha...there is a way, but I don't know if it will work?"

When I came to this place again, I obviously felt that the thing was stronger.

Back then, the old master risked his life to rescue them, but this time they wanted to find the master no matter what.

Live to meet people!

To die is to see the skeleton!
"Is there a way?" Wuyou was overjoyed: "Old monk, tell me quickly, what else can you do?"

As a healer, he clearly felt that the air around him was getting thinner.

If the stalemate continues like this, everyone present will probably be suffocated to death before they see what their opponent looks like.

Therefore, whether it is for oneself, for the disciples, or for the safety of everyone present.

He is now very eager to solve the predicament in front of him.

"Amitabha, you are so kind." The old monk Hengkong clasped his hands together and performed a Buddhist salute: "Worriless Almighty, please stand aside for a moment, and leave everything to the six of us."

After saying this sentence, it doesn't matter whether Wuyou answers or not.

Directly signaled to the brothers and sisters to take out the Buddhist artifact from the baggage, and began to sit cross-legged and recite scriptures.

The clean and subtle Sanskrit sounds overflowed from the mouths of the six people, and then collided in the air, forming characters * one by one.

The word * kept beating, as if the words of the Lord Buddha really came and were pointing the way for them.

传闻梵音分五种：1.甚深如雷。2.清彻远播，闻而悦乐。3 .入心敬爱。4.谛了易解。5.听者无厌。

When I saw it today, it really lived up to its reputation.

Hearing this voice, Wuyou calmed down inexplicably from his restless mood.

The six people are still going on, and the Buddha Lord in their hands is moving faster and faster.

a long time……

The six people who were cross-legged on the ground flew into the air together, and six objects of different shapes emitted dazzling light.

Wuyou took a closer look and couldn't help exclaiming: "Mandala, Vajra Bell, Vajra Pestle, Dharma Conch, Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle..."

(End of this chapter)