My husband is a time traveler!

Chapter 108 Li Meng ()

Wanyanjing's eyes were filled with darkness, but this kind of darkness was completely different from the darkness that the eyes could not see.

Before, she couldn't see clearly and only had a weak sense of light, but at least she could think about things in her head and her heart was clear.

It was pitch black now, and I was really so dark that I fainted.

I don't know how long it took, but Wanyanjing woke up to the sound of chanting sutras in low voices.

She didn't dare to open her eyes, so she pretended that she was still unconscious and planned to observe the surrounding environment secretly.

The situation was very bad. She could hear the sounds around her and feel the coldness and hardness of the stone platform beneath her, but even if she wanted to move her fingers slightly, she couldn't.

She didn't know what the monk had done to her. Wanyanjing couldn't feel the pain and couldn't control her body. The only thing she could do was listen to their mummies.

She quickly identified seven people around her.

Seven people formed a circle, guarding her in the center. How should I put it, this scene looked like a sacrifice or salvation, and it was horrifying to think about it.

Sacrifice and salvation are not very friendly. One is the future progressive tense of death, and the other is the past perfect tense of death.

Could today be the end for her?

But there are still many days left before the 100-day period.

She still had too many doubts and had not yet confirmed whether the person she met on the street was really her brother. She had a lot to say to her brother.

In the completely incomprehensible verses, time passed by second by second.

The warm little reptile crawled across the numb skin on her face. Wanyanjing should have been frightened and disgusted, but at this time her mind seemed to be numb along with her body. Intellectually she should be afraid, but in reality she had no emotions.

It was as if the soul was being frozen inch by inch and then pulled out of the body.

Until the little reptile swam to her lips and seeped into her lips and teeth, the faint salty sweetness made her suddenly realize that it was not a reptile, but blood.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise and the chanting of scriptures stopped abruptly.

Someone broke in.

"Who is it! How did you get in?!"

The monk next to Mo Li was more than ten feet tall. Sitting there, he looked like a hill, and his roar sounded like the roar of a huge evil tiger.

"Amitabha!" Mo Li said the Buddha's name. He still lowered his eyebrows and looked kind-hearted. "The donor came uninvited, just like an uninvited guest."

Wanyan Jing was lying on the ground, her mind clear for a moment, and then she heard a familiar fierce female voice.

"If you don't hurry up, why don't you hurry up and obey the order if someone reports you for illegally gathering in private?"

Wang Xiaolan patted the patrol commander badge hanging on her waist, glanced at Lao Xu next to him, who was wearing the brown soft armor of the patrol department's junior officer, and motioned for him to come forward and get someone.

Lao Xu scratched his head, glanced at Wanyan Jing, who was screaming with blood on the central altar, and then glanced at the seven strong monks who were all exaggerated except Mo Li, smiled and excused himself:

"I have old arms and legs. General Wang, why don't you invite me first?"

Wang Xiaolan frowned, gave Lao Xu a reproachful look, and said with a strange tone: "You are really a loyal servant. The princess has been tortured to the point of becoming a human being, but you still worry about something unimportant. Relax, With the Director of the Inspection Department here, these people dare not make mistakes."

Old Xu reminded in a low voice: "There is no director in the Patrol Department, so what we stole was General Lang's brand."

Wang Xiaolan didn't squint her eyes and pretended she hadn't heard anything.

As she spoke, she raised her bow and nocked an arrow, facing the seven monks in the room.

There were quite a few arrows when I saw them. Old Xu counted them and found eight in total.

"Why, why are there eight of them? You're not going to shoot the princess to death together, are you!" Old Xu was sweating a little, "The princess can't die here."

Wang Xiaolan gave him a strange look: "Why should I kill Yan Jing? Why don't you go quickly?"

Lao Xu had no choice but to step forward under the angry gazes of the monks. "Little girl, you have passed. If you leave now, I can spare your life." The middle-aged monk with slightly dark skin had a gloomy expression and his voice was like a bell.

The big monk who looked like a hill stood up directly, clenched his fists and walked towards them.

"Just the two of us, let's move on after the situation is resolved quickly." Mo Li only said one sentence, then closed his eyes and continued to recite scriptures.

As the scriptures were recited, a faint black light rose up from the blood-soaked talisman array, enveloping wisps of colorful "qi" and flowing towards the fist-sized translucent light beads in his palm.

Wang Xiaolan didn't say anything more. She loosened her fingers slightly and rushed out with two arrows roaring.

One arrow pointed at Mo Li, and the other arrow pointed at the big monk.

Mo Li still had his eyes closed, as if he didn't care.

Also, at his level, ordinary bows, arrows, swords and guns are almost unable to hurt him.

And with this East Pole Pearl, which is about to be completed, he will soon be able to break through the shackles of the present and enter the realm of a master, even a grand master.

As for the patrol department, even if the Yuzhou government army comes, he can escape unscathed.

The little girl is still too young. She has a status badge and a little effort to dare to come here alone.

Little did they know that the seven of them were not on the same level as the monks guarding outside.

Just the next second, an unprecedented sense of crisis suddenly enveloped him. Mo Li suddenly opened his eyes. He retracted his right hand that was originally going to hold the arrow, and quickly dodge with Dongji Zhu in his arms.

But it was useless. He tried his best to dodge but only caused the arrow to deviate an inch from its original trajectory.

"Crack!"

The East Pole Pearl exploded into powder.

The arrow still did not stop, directly piercing Mo Li's dantian.

"Poof!" Mo Li spat out a large mouthful of blood, obviously suffering heavy injuries.

He looked at the flying colorful lights in disbelief, and his eyes were about to burst when he looked at his dantian that was pierced.

The big monk on the other side was shot in the throat by an arrow.

His eyes widened and he made an indistinct sound in his throat. He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he couldn't. After a few breaths, he fell to the ground without making any sound. He was killed with one blow and died with his eyes open.

There was a dead silence, and the remaining five monks were silent, looking at everything in front of them with a bit of confusion and confusion.

Wang Xiaolan looked calm, as if she had just done something small like flicking dust.

She casually glanced at the middle-aged monk who had also spoken just now. The middle-aged monk immediately lowered his head, shook his rosary, and said "Amitabha" in a trembling voice.

She glanced at the remaining five monks, sneered and said loudly:

"Who else?"

The colorful fluorescence floating in the air quickly returned to Wanyan Jing.

After groping for a while, Lao Xu pressed the switch to move the slightly higher altar downwards, and then raised the hammer head that had been prepared to smash the talisman points.

Then he walked up, lifted Wanyanjing on his shoulders, and walked back to Wang Xiaolan under the eyes of the five monks sitting cross-legged.

Mo Li vomited another mouthful of blood, and his voice became hoarse: "Who are you? Do you know whose business you are ruining? Even if you are a grandmaster and a rune master, you will never be able to escape after walking out of here today."

Wang Xiaolan waited until Lao Xu carried Wan Yanjing out, then sheathed the arrow and said sarcastically: "Could it be the one from Daxia?"

"Since you know this, how dare you?"

"Haha, you can go back and tell him that if you want anything, just come and get it yourself. What do you mean by tricking a few monks into stealing it? I, Wang Xiaolan, will not change my name in business, but I will wait for him in the capital of Great Qin."

After saying the big words, Wang Xiaolan felt a little regretful.

That's right, she really couldn't afford to offend that person in Xia Kingdom. What if he really came?

(End of this chapter)