"Snapped--"

Lord Netherworld suddenly felt a strong gust of wind blowing against his face. Before he could dodge, he received a heavy blow on his chest. He "thump thump thump" and took a few steps back before he could regain his balance. In addition, he had an old injury on his body and his throat trembled.

Tian Tian leaned forward and suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood.

"hateful!"

When Pregnant Qiao saw that Lord Netherworld was injured, she felt very anxious. Just now, she only saw the silhouette of the person in front of her flickering, and she didn't see the movement of the person clearly. Lord Netherworld was injured, which shows that the opponent must be a top master in the immortal realm!

"Swish, swish, swish -"

Pregnant woman Qiao's toes lightly stepped on the ground, and countless dark-colored lotus petals flew out, hovering in mid-air, and rolled towards people. The Netherworld God Lord's eyes widened angrily, and he was about to step forward to stop Pregnant woman Qiao, when he saw those ink-colored lotus petals.

The lotus petals were twisted into pieces by a black mist! Immediately afterwards, Pregnant Qiao's white hair was lifted up, and the black mist entangled her. Her body seemed to be trapped in a quagmire, and her energy was also gone.

Locked by a strong pressure, unable to breathe or move.

"Yu'er! Stop it!"

A crisp voice sounded outside the door of Wanling Inn. After a while, a young man wearing blue brocade clothes strode into the door of the inn with his head held high. This young man looked to be only eleven or twelve years old, with icy muscles and jade bones.

, extremely handsome, with a pair of ice-blue dragon horns on the top of his head.

Pregnant Qiao's eyes flashed slightly when she saw this young man in blue. This man was Sikong Yunbing in his youth.

"Master!"

When the man in brocade clothes and the people behind him saw Sikong Yunbing, they all moved to both sides and bowed respectfully.

The black mist surrounding Pregnant Qiao's body dispersed, and the terrifying pressure also disappeared. Next to Sikong Yunbing, a woman slowly appeared. She was tall and wearing

Dressed in black, with a black aura lingering around him, his appearance is quite delicate, but there is a lingering sinister air between his eyebrows, and there is a pair of jet-black dragon horns on his head.

Pregnant Qiao finally saw clearly the appearance of the person who attacked her and the Lord Netherworld. She didn't expect that she was actually a woman. She was similar in age to herself, but she was already a first-class Taiyi Immortal! It seemed that she had underestimated the enemy.

, if Sikong Yunbing hadn't appeared in time, I might have turned into a cold corpse at this moment.

"I don't care if you are from the Nether Palace or where you are from, as long as you are disrespectful to the ancestors of Buzhou Mountain, you should all be killed!" The woman in black stared at Nether God Lord, Pregnant Qiao and others with a cold look, and slowly said

Open your mouth and say.

Pregnant Qiao clenched her fists tightly, with a scowl on her face. Even a clay figurine is still earthy, let alone a person of flesh and blood! These people in Buzhou Mountain are really unreasonable. Today, she really won’t leave! Even if the other party has a

As a first-level immortal, now that she is on guard, she has nothing to fear!

"If you want to fight, then fight! There's so much nonsense!" Pregnant Qiao snorted coldly and held the thunder hammer in her hand.

As soon as the thunder hammer came out, the color of the sky and the earth changed. Countless golden thunders and silver lightnings traveled around, and the ground under everyone's feet suddenly turned into a gold and silver thunder pool.

Sikong Yunbing took a step forward, blinked his big ice-blue eyes, smiled at Pregnancy Qiao, and said: "This... girl, please don't get angry! Yu'er has never been very good at talking. If she is not Zhou Shan,

If someone offends the girl, I will apologize to the girl on their behalf."

"Master! You..."

The woman in black, who was called Yu'er, frowned and was about to speak when she saw Sikong Yunbing glance at her sharply and closed her mouth.

"In such a big inn, even if all the people in Buzhoushan are staying, there are still many vacant rooms. If you don't mind, girl, just stay!" After Sikong Yunbing finished speaking, he strode towards the backyard. The woman in black

He and the group from Buzhoushan followed Sikong Yunbing and left. When they passed by Yuqiao, they gave her a cold look.

After the group of people left, Pregnancy Qiao's clenched fists slowly loosened, her palms covered with sweat. She turned around and pounced on Lord Netherworld, whispering: "Li! How are you?"

The Lord Netherworld's face was as white as paper, he shook his head slightly towards Pregnant Qiao and said, "Don't worry about me, I'm fine!"

Previously when he was at Fengming Fairy Mountain, Netherworld God Lord endured a palm from the fourth-grade Daluo Jinxian Yu Kuai and was dying. After Pregnant Qiao summoned a small stone to heal his injuries, although he woke up, his injuries were not healed.

Now, the old wounds have not gone away, but new ones have appeared. Naturally, Pregnant Qiao is very worried about him.

"Stop talking, let me help you back to your room first!"

Pregnant Qiao and Hu Jiuji each took one of Nether God Lord's arms and helped him into the room.

"Miss Hu, you go to another room to rest! I want to stay with him here." Pregnant Qiao pulled up a chair and sat beside the bed, looking tired.

Hu Jiuji didn't say anything this time and silently exited the room.

Seeing Hu Jiuji leave, Lord Netherworld moved his body inward, then gently patted the empty bed and said to Shen Qiao: "Come up!"

Pregnant Qiao's eyes drooped and her face turned red. But Lord Netherworld was seriously injured, and she had to stay and take care of him.

Seeing that Pregnancy Qiao didn't move, Lord Netherworld reached out and grabbed Pregnancy Qiao's wrist and pulled her onto the bed.

Pregnant Qiao opened her eyes wide and exclaimed: "The injuries on your body..."

Lord Netherworld stretched out his arms to wrap around Pregnancy Qiao, held her tightly in his arms, lowered his voice and said in her ear: "Lie down obediently and don't move, so you won't touch the wounds on my body.

"

Pregnant Qiao really didn't dare to move, her face was so red that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in, so she had to bury her face in the broad chest of the Lord Netherworld, not daring to raise her head to look at him.

I don’t know how long it took, but the Nether God next to me finally heard the sound of even breathing, as if he was fast asleep. Pregnant Qiao gently raised his arm, slowly moved to the bed, and slid out of the bed. She

He walked quietly to the door and walked out.

The night was like a wash, the white moonlight was shining down, and there was silence in Wanling Inn.

Pregnant Qiao silently walked around the two corridors and walked towards the courtyard where the servants lived. It was past midnight, and in a few hours, the servants would have to get up early to get to work. Pregnant Qiao must hurry up.

.She jumped up to the eaves and soon found Liu Zhen’s residence, which she had inquired about in advance.

Whether this Liu Zhen is Old Sect Leader Liu of Wanling Chamber of Commerce, Yu Qiao is not sure yet. If this person is really Old Sect Master Liu, then where did the real Old Sect Master Liu go after 8,000 years? Has he also arrived?

This mirror world? Why did the Ancient Qiankun Cauldron break into pieces in the first place? Where are the remaining six fragments of the Ancient Cauldron?

The closer she got to Liu Zhen's residence, the faster Pregnant Qiao's heart beat, as if the mysteries in her mind were about to be solved one after another. She came to a gray eaves, gently lifted a tile, and looked down.
Chapter completed!