Stunning Spirit Master

This is a J-shaped passage. Once the upper part is filled with the trapped spirit fluid, it will no longer be possible to enter.

Ye Guilan carried Yue Wuzheng to a safe place. He said with a pale face that it was okay, but he didn't even have the strength to lift his arm.

The trapped spirit liquid was all stained on his clothes. Fortunately, Zhu Nian's tail came just in time.

"Zhu Nian caught them all well."

Ye Guilan was very frightened when he said this, and quickly reached out to help him change his clothes. The fluffy rabbit lay beside him and had not recovered yet.

It didn't even know why it reacted so quickly and went to catch him so directly.

"It's only because of your aura that I can partially transform into a dragon. With my beast ring on him, how could I let him die?"

The chubby face turned around, "Is he really okay?"

"It's okay, I can't die."

Yue Wuzheng looked at it, with an inexplicable smile in his feeble voice. Zhunian snorted and swept his furry tail a few times, "Is there any disgusting stuff on my beast ring?"

"No, it's very clean."

Ye Guilan turned around and touched it. Yue Wuzheng sat there and snorted, "I didn't expect that the Zhuling clan has good teeth."

Zhu Nian swept his tail and raised his head a little bit, "Our Zhu Ling clan doesn't only have claws that can tear apart space, of course our teeth can also do it!"

"Then why have you never used it?"

Ye Guilan looked at it in confusion, "I watched you tear it apart with your claws. You scared me with your teeth."

Zhu Nian looked at her in astonishment, and suddenly stammered, "Ah, ah, of course you have to use your claws! Biting with your teeth, how ugly it is!"

The corners of Ye Guilan and Yue Wuzheng's mouths twitched at the same time. Zhu Nian looked at the two of them speechlessly, "I don't want to lose face?"

Shaking his head helplessly, Ye Guilan helped Yue Wuzheng change her clothes and squatted down directly, "I will carry you."

No matter how embarrassed he was, Yue Wuzheng, who had been walking around in the trapped spirit liquid, could only compromise, and was picked up by his little wife, who quickly continued to move forward.

Zhu Nian was not polite this time, and the weak Yue Wuzheng was not that afraid, so it jumped on his shoulders and hugged his head.

Yue Wuzheng raised his head and glanced at it silently. Zhunian's big fluffy tail swept his cheek directly, and he smiled with his mouth open.

The passage ahead is not as wide as the outside, and there is no trapped spirit liquid.

The passage outside is obviously a trap, with both sides blocked by phantom gods. Even if you can open the entrance and come in, you will end up buried in a pile of trapped spiritual liquid.

The passage was very low, and Zhu Nian, who was sitting on Yue Wuzheng's shoulders, would touch it if he didn't lower his head.

It was quiet, except for breathing and the occasional sound of water drops falling.

A stream of light appeared from Ye Guilan's animal ring. The moment Xiaoju appeared, she hugged her head again and looked around in panic.

"Don't be afraid, Xiaoju, where did the sound come from?"

Ye Guilan spoke to comfort the little maid, Xiaoju nodded with tears in her eyes, looking at Yue Wuzheng on her back, "Little miss, let me carry him."

A black leopard appeared, smaller than the black leopard. The narrow passage was almost filled with one person and one leopard.

Ye Guilan put Yue Wuzheng on its back. Yue Wuzheng lay on Xiaoju's back and saw the dragon scales exposed behind, and smiled helplessly, don't be so afraid of him.

Her sense of the true dragon's bloodline was so strong that he didn't show it at all.

"Woooo, I'm not afraid of you."

Xiao Ju carried Yue Wuzheng on her back and cried as she walked. She looked up and around with tears in her eyes. Yue Wuzheng didn't know what to say as she listened, for fear that he would do something to scare her and break her down even more.

"No, are you afraid of this?"

Zhu Nian held Ye Guilan's head and looked at Xiao Ju who was frightened and crying with a question mark on his face. Although he had true dragon blood in his body, it had not come out yet.

The rabbit thought for a while and thought about what it would be like to carry Yue Wuzheng on his back. Leng Buding shuddered, okay, he would be afraid of carrying it.

"Little miss, this way..."

Xiaoju was crying while walking. The passage that followed was full of forks, almost naturally formed, like the entwined roots of ancient trees, intersecting countless ways.

Ye Guilan followed the little maid silently all the way, and the Black Soul Palace should know everything they did.

Maybe reaching the end of the passage will be the prelude to the war.

Ye Guilan clenched his palms and Yue Wuzheng said in a low voice, "I will recover soon, don't worry."

"Um."

Ye Guilan spoke in a low voice, already having many ideas in his mind about who would come.

After walking and stopping for an unknown amount of time, Xiaoju stopped.

"Miss, I can't hear you."

The little maid looked at her with tears in her eyes. Ye Guilan nodded and was about to send the little maid back when laughter suddenly came from around her. It was ethereal, light but clear and fell into her ears.

"Xiao Guilan, it is indeed you."

Ye Guilan turned around instantly and looked around quickly. Yue Wuzheng silently got off Xiaoju, signaling Ye Guilan to send Xiaoju back quickly.

The little maid turned into a stream of light and returned to the beast soul, and the laughter started again.

"I know what you are looking for, yes, he is here."

The sound surrounded them, and Ye Guilan's heart burned with anger, "What do you mean, Wanqi Wujiang."

"Isn't it impolite to call uncle by his first name, Xiao Guilan?"

Yue Wuzheng reached out and held Ye Guilan's shoulders, and he said coldly, "What do you want?"

"The brat from the Xuanhui clan is here, too. It's really disappointing."

Wan Qi Wujiang's voice was full of regret, "It's a pity that I didn't tell His Highness. If I had known, I should have asked Wu Zhu to deal with this kid."

"Just him?"

Yue Wuzheng sneered, "Do you really think that my Xuanhui clan is vegetarian?"

"Killing the witch makes your self-confidence a bit arrogant, boy?"

Wan Qi Wujiang's voice suddenly turned cold, "Only your father is worthy of the attention of the Xuanhui clan. As for you... forget it."

"Have you ever fought against my father?"

Yue Wuzheng's voice was like a cold wind blowing by, and his entire face was shrouded in shadow. Wanqi Wujiang chuckled, "How is his injury? Is it out yet?"

The beautiful eyebrows twitched fiercely, and Yue Wuzheng's teeth gritted loudly, "The person who hurt my father can't be you. You are not qualified to fight with him."

Wan Qi Wujiang laughed and changed the topic, "Xiao Guilan, uncle gives you special treatment. Give your little magic dragon to uncle, and uncle will return the head of the Ye family to you."

"Wha, what?"

"You heard it right, as long as you give me the little magic dragon, Uncle Ye, the master of the family, will give it back to you."

Wanqi Wujiang's voice filled Ye Guilan's ears, and her nails dug into her palms, "I can't give Xiaoju to you, I will give up on this."

"It seems like you know what's inside it?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Ye Guilan clenched his molars, and before he could speak, Wanqi Wujiang's voice came again.

"Since you are so determined, my uncle won't ask any more questions. Xiao Guilan, when you find this place, Master Ye will not be alive."

Yue Wuzheng looked at Ye Guilan, his black eyes flickering.

"Gui Lan, don't believe his words."

Ye Guilan stood there, her dark eyes staring blankly at something for a few seconds. She stood there blankly, her mind filled with the sounds of Wanqi Wujiang.

He is a lunatic and a psychopath, but from beginning to end, every word he says to himself is true.

If Xiao Ju is not handed over, the head of the Ye family...her great grandfather will definitely die.