I'm the villain's mother.

Jiang Yingsi took a closer look.

"Third Uncle."

Huimu heard the movement, walked in front of him in two or three steps, looked around again, and then opened his mouth cautiously.

"Is Fifth Junior Brother not here?"

Ming Zhao lowered his head and sighed.

Jing Shen said slowly, "Fifth Junior Brother, he's gone."

Daoist Huimu froze in place, and it took him a long time to remember to ask someone to rescue the two trapped in the cage.

But when he looked up, there were no thorns in front of him, he felt Ming Zhao pat him on the shoulder.

He blinked, and his eyes became clear.

"I lost my temper."

Ming Zhao smiled weakly.

"Old Fifth, he should have lived longer than us when he was young."

With dark eyes and sideways glances, he looked at Ming Zhao who said this.

"Since your purpose of this trip is to attack Tan Yuan, you should take advantage of his unpreparedness, but you shouldn't delay now."

Jingshen's voice came in, blocking back what Huimu was about to say.

Looking at the embarrassed Jingshen with dark eyes, he said slowly: "I'll ask Senior Sister to open the way for us."

Jing Shen stepped forward, Yu Qilin followed two steps forward, leaned into Jiang Yingsi's ear and whispered: "It's not me, this cold-hearted real person really lives up to her name now. I remember that she used to be kind to others, how could she Like today, there is no trace of human touch."

Jiang Yingsi glanced at him with half sympathy in his eyes, and then spoke to remind him.

"Third Martial Uncle, she can hear it."

Yu Qilin looked in Jingshen's direction, saw that she hadn't turned her head, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief, then touched her nose and silently retreated behind Sect Master Yu.

Sect Master Yu looked at him and shook his head.

"Why can't you control your mouth? I remember that you didn't like to gossip like this before."

Yu Qilin smiled: "In recent years, life has been too boring and peaceful. Naturally, I like to go around and listen to gossip beauty and other people's conversations. After a long time, it will become like this."

Sect Master Yu didn't speak any more, and walked forward silently.

Passing through Stranglethorn Valley, a group of people stood in an empty darkness and could not find their way.

"How come I can't even tell the direction when I come out."

Jing frowned deeply, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he squeezed a cloud of black air into his hand.

"Where is Yuan Yuan?"

The cloud of black air huddled in the head of the spirit, and his voice trembled: "I don't know."

Jingshen didn't show mercy either, and crushed it directly.

There was a rustling sound coming from behind, but Jing Shen didn't make a sound, and walked forward silently following the small sound.

Yuan Yuan on the seat suddenly smiled, and Song Zhujun's hand that applied the needle trembled for a moment.

Before he could speak, he felt a chill on his neck.

Song Zhujun raised his head, and Song Lanjun, who used to hold a long whip in the past, raised his sword today for an unprecedented time.Although he had doubts in his heart, he didn't show it.

Tan Yuan stretched out his hand and pushed away Song Lanjun's sword, and approached Song Zhujun with needles all over his body.

"A little noise can scare Miss Song into such a state. Could it be that she did something wrong behind my back?"

Song Zhujun smiled slightly, and knelt down on the ground: "It's not that I have done anything wrong, it's because I have been weak since I was a child, and I am easily frightened, please forgive me."

Tan Yuan shook his head, and lifted Song Zhujun up from the air as soon as he raised his hand.

"I remember that there are still two more injections. Ms. Song must hurry up."

Song Zhujun went over as promised, and made up the last two stitches for Yuan Yuan.

After finishing the acupuncture, Song Zhujun stood aside.

It is rare for Tan Yuan to cast his gaze on Song Lanjun.

"What? Why did you bring up your sword today? Where's your whip?"

Song Lanjun bowed his head and lowered his eyebrows: "My lord, the handle of my whip was a bit worn out, so I didn't take it today."

Yuan Yuan didn't speak any more.

The crackling sound of candlelight made the hall even more empty and silent.

Until two clouds of black mist drifted into the hall, Song Lanjun leaned closer to Song Zhujun.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, they are coming!"

Tan Yuan stared at Song Lanjun with lightning-like eyes.

Song Lanjun's face remained unchanged, and the realization just landed on Yuan Yuan.

For a long time, this was the first time she looked at him like this.

"Lan Jun, I didn't expect you to be so untrustworthy, obviously I haven't treated you badly all these years."

Song Lanjun also spoke slowly, compared to Tan Yuan's laziness, she was more like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

"You know, I do everything with my heart. If you talk about trust, I don't know how much I have gained from others."

Yuan Yuan smiled even more heartily.

"That's right, that's why I chose you in the first place. No matter how much trust others give you, you can always give them the deepest betrayal."

Song Lanjun smiled indifferently.

"What about you? Do you think my betrayal is deep enough?"

Yuan Yuan shook his head: "I don't think so, even I feel sorry for you betraying me, obviously you can still live for a long time."

Tan Yuan shot at Song Lanjun violently.

"Yinghuo! Go!"

Song Lanjun watched Yingzhuo block the blow for her, and the huge tiger body fell to the ground, before he realized that he looked in the direction of Yu Qilin.

Frowning slightly, Song Lanjun lowered his head slightly.

Jiang Yingsi stepped forward and took Song Zhujun into his arms.

"How are you, are you okay?"

Song Zhujun heaved a sigh of relief, and slowly relaxed his body.

"Fortunately."

Tan Yuan looked at the people who suddenly appeared in the hall, not half shocked, but smiled.

"Now that we're all here, let's take a guess. Was the Taiyan Palace breached first, or am I the first to be punished?"

Jing deeply frowned.

Tan Yuan changed his sitting position and looked at Jing Shen with a distressed expression.

"Master, you are really in a mess right now."

Jing Shen's face was cold and serious, his teeth were clenched, but his face was still calm.

Seeing 'Mu Wanwan' suddenly appearing here, Ming Zhao felt short of breath.

"Junior Sister, I told you at the time, let you get rid of this disaster, if you hadn't been soft-hearted for a moment, how could you have today's disaster."

Jing took a deep look at Mingzhao, his gaze was as real as it was.

"As I said, if this day really comes, I will kill her myself, even if it is my life."

Ming Zhao didn't dare to say anything.

Tan Yuan shook his body, and with just a flick of his fingers, he saw golden needles all over his body shooting out in all directions.Then I moved my muscles and bones, and slowly stretched out my hand.

With just a slight force, the disciple with a lower cultivation level was pinned to the ground and couldn't move, and even vomited blood.

"Who made the decision to let you bunch of trash come to besiege me?"

Perhaps out of impatience, Yuan Yuan pinched the center of his brows, then raised his eyes to look at the crowd, and sighed helplessly.

"It's really boring, I won't play with you guys anymore."

As he spoke, he saw his body move and disappeared in place.

Jing Shen made a quick decision.

"Chase!"

After speaking, he found that there was no way to get out of this place, so he couldn't help looking at Song Lanjun.

Suddenly there was a loud noise outside, Song Lanjun regained his senses from his thoughts, stumbled and ran out in a daze, watching the smoke and dust rising in the distance.

Song Zhujun followed closely, and looked at the only place with light in this world.

"Stranglethorn Valley? Gone?"