Uncle is Up

Xu Mingyu was angry: "You don't need to worry about it!"

Bei Yinuan clicked his tongue: "Do you think I want to take care of you? If it weren't for your master, I wouldn't be too lazy..."

Bei Yinuan glanced at Fu Ronghua who was listening attentively and swallowed the rest of her words. If she didn't deal with Xu Mingyu, she would still pretend to be the uncle, friend and nephew in front of outsiders.

After Bei Yi Nuan died, the three of them fled as fast as they could in this large palace with no exit in sight.

A white jade flute followed the three of them when they were not paying attention.

Being chased was helpless, so Fu Ronghua flew high into the sky with his sword, and was then knocked down by a barrier.

"Ouch."

He fell to the ground, but he didn't care and screamed in pain and immediately started running.

Xu Mingyu glanced at Fu Ronghua with a look that looked like a fool. If he could fly with a sword, why would he have been chased in such an embarrassing situation before?

The palace was like a maze. Bei Yinuan made a mark on the wall, but after two turns, she went back to the original place.

Xu Mingyu was parallel to her, and Xu Mingyu naturally saw the marks she made.

After the two looked at each other in tacit understanding, they silently began to work together to destroy the walls of the palace.

The two of them walked and bombed the wall. The huge movement attracted other people who were teleported to the palace.

After a dozen Jindan monks gathered together, they immediately realized something was wrong.

"I feel like we're like food, thrown here to feed something," someone said.

His words made everyone's faces turn pale, but soon they had no time to think about anything else, as the dead bodies were already chasing them.

But this time no one escaped, so there was no need for the dozen or so Jindan monks to be afraid.

In the melee, Bei Yinuan was fighting against the corpses of three sword cultivators, and suddenly a ray of white light pierced her neck.

She snorted, covering the back of her neck and turned her head to look behind her coldly, but there were all dead bodies behind her, and it was impossible to catch who had attacked her.

There was nothing unusual about her body, so Bei Yinuan wanted to check it again later, but as soon as she raised her breath, a picture flashed through her mind.

She was stunned for a moment. Even a pause of 0.1 seconds would be fatal to the monk.

A fierce sword light struck her throat, and a green sword flew to block it for her.

"Are you looking for death?" Xu Mingyu was furious. What if being in a daze in this situation is not looking for death?

Bei Yinuan had a solemn face, and rarely had any rebuttal. She stepped forward with the golden sword without saying a word, but the moment she raised the sword, another picture clicked in her mind.

She froze again.

Xu Mingyu blocked her sword again.

Xu Mingyu roared: "Bei Yinuan, what are you doing!"

When Bei Yinuan came to his senses, he put down his sword.

Xu Mingyu frowned: "What on earth are you doing?"

Bei Yinuan looked around at the dead bodies and said in a cold voice: "You deserve it."

With a cold word, she turned around and left in one direction, no longer caring about the dead bodies here.

Xu Mingyu looked back at the chaotic melee, and followed Bei Yinuan the next moment.

The scene was so chaotic that no one noticed the two people leaving.

Bei Yinuan returned to the small courtyard where she was teleported.

The architecture of the small courtyard is strange, especially the door. The style is not at all the style of the ancient world of cultivation.

Bei Yinuan touched the door and thought, "Oh no, this is a modern style."

Because she had long been accustomed to this style, she didn't notice it when she went out. It wasn't until she saw the twenty-six English letters that she remembered that this place was also very unusual.

Xu Mingyu stood behind her silently.

Bei Yinuan didn't look back, but stood in front of the small courtyard door and asked in a shallow voice: "Xu Mingyu, do you think people who ascend to immortality will die so easily."

"I don't know." Xu Mingyu's expression was stiff, with indescribable emotions flashing in his eyes.

"Then let me tell you." Bei Yinuan turned around and smiled solemnly at him: "No, immortals have immortal bones. Even if they are seriously injured, they will not die like that. Isn't it strange why a person who has been ascended for a hundred years would die because of a small injury?" Will he die because of this injury?"

"What do you want to say?" Xu Mingyu stared at Bei Yinuan's face with a pair of foxy red eyes.

"Go in and find out the truth about why we were transported here?"

Bei Yinuan didn't answer but extended her hand to invite him to enter the inner courtyard together.

Xu Mingyu was the first to step into the courtyard. Bei Yinuan glanced behind him, but he quickly returned to the small courtyard.

"I heard that Venerable Jiaruo of Fuxing Island has passed through the period of tribulation and will ascend soon." Bei Yinuan said casually, touching an unknown red flower in the courtyard.

Xu Mingyu's tone was full of sarcasm: "Yeah, who knows, I don't understand this."

"Why did you teleport here?" Bei Yinuan began to ask questions that had nothing to do with what she had told the truth before.

Xu Mingyu frowned, but still answered her: "I touched a magic weapon and got here in the blink of an eye."

"Oh" Bei Yinuan opened the door of the main room: "I touched a sheep."

Xu Mingyu was amused: "Tsk, what kind of sheep are you touching for no reason? You don't touch so many spiritual plants and beasts."

There are many immortal plants and various kinds of spiritual beasts raised by the immortals in the Ling Mansion, but they are not so easy to find. Moreover, there are many taboo spells set in the Ling Mansion. Once certain mechanisms and formations are removed, the ability will be tested. Get it.

At the same time, there are immortal beasts from the immortal world in the Ling Mansion, the kind that even two Nascent Souls cannot defeat. Let alone conquering such immortal beasts, it is better to think about how to escape.

"Xu Mingyu" Bei Yinuan called again.

Xu Mingyu turned back angrily, and then was shocked: "What...this is...what did you do!"

In Bei Yinuan's hand was a cyan spiritual root with green light. She found a jade box somewhere and opened it. The box contained exactly this wooden spiritual root.

"Why are you panicking?" Bei Yinuan pinched the wood root and looked at it repeatedly: "Anyway, it's not me who takes what belongs to others."

Bei Yinuan put the spiritual root into the jade box and threw it to Xu Mingyu: "Here you go."

Only evil cultivators would be able to take people's spiritual roots. No wonder Xu Mingyu was shocked immediately. He was afraid that Bei Yinuan would be lawless and start killing monks to take people's spiritual roots and fall into evil ways.

Xu Mingyu held the jade box and pursed her lips, looking disgusted no matter what.

Bei Yinuan took out a handkerchief and gently wiped his fingers, then walked around the study and said, "Only evil cultivators can do this to kill people and take spiritual roots, but no one stipulates that righteous cultivators can't do it, right?"

Xu Mingyu was immediately displeased when he heard her strange words: "Bei Yinuan, can you speak properly? Just say what you want to say, why are you so angry with me?"

Isn't Bei Yinuan just angry now? After being angry, she even turned on him.

Bei Yinuan was stunned for a moment, then rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Who wants to lose your temper? It's not like he was too deeply affected, but it's your fault too."

"Us?" Xu Mingyu threw the jade box away and threw it back to her: "What do you know?"