Stepping on the demon door, the witch becomes the strongest.

Chapter 168 Do you want to have a love affair?
In order to avoid being discovered by the dragon-headed monster, Yan Yu kept his words brief and told Li Minghu the situation in secret.

"There's something seriously wrong here," Li Minghu said quickly. "If there's a way to test the dragon race, why not just take them away and use it directly? Instead of locking them up in a water dungeon and forcing them to confess? Not to mention, this monster has a dragon head on its head, yet it insists on being human. It's truly insane, and not everything it says can be trusted."

"There's one more thing," Yan Yu replied. "Dragon spirits naturally love water. How could they be imprisoned in a water dungeon? For humans and other monsters, a water dungeon is undoubtedly torture. But for a dragon, it's like a luxurious single room with a king-size bed. It doesn't make sense."

"We need to observe for a while... cough cough." Li Minghu started coughing.

"Are you okay?" Yan Yu asked to confirm. "The sea water is cold. You were in the water for so long..."

"It's okay." Li Minghu replied, "I'm using my true energy to resist."

The Valkyrie's lung disease had weakened her blood oxygen exchange capacity. Soaking in the cold sea water slowed down the blood flow throughout her body, and the risk of her fainting from brain hypoxia was very high.

Fortunately, the cultivator can temporarily use his true essence to nourish the oxygen-deficient cells, which is called "turtle breathing", so Li Minghu was able to hold on until Yan Yu came.

If it were a mortal with the same condition, he would probably have been a corpse long ago.

After leaving the water prison, Li Minghu put on Yan Yu's coat and stopped chanting the spell to protect his body to save his true energy.

But in the end, his clothes were soaked, and he began to feel cold, so he subconsciously stuck to Yan Yu and shivered.

Yan Yu noticed she was weak and wanted to communicate with the dragon-headed monster, asking them to dry their clothes before leaving. But then he thought, "Dragon loves water, so how could they possibly be afraid of the cold?" It would be bad if the monster discovered his weakness again.

After thinking about it, since they were already pretending to be husband and wife, he could only sacrifice his own reputation and integrity... He pulled his arm out of Li Minghu's arms, and then took her into his arms again, and their posture immediately became too intimate.

Li Minghu was suddenly hugged by him, and was stunned, shy and uncomfortable, but he heard Yan Yu's voice transmission:
"Dragon loves water, so why would they shiver? Be careful, don't give yourself away."

Li Minghu finally reacted and quickly suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, trying hard to keep his body from shaking.

Fortunately, Yan Yu's arms were indeed warm, and the heat transferred from them made her feel much more comfortable, and the coldness that spread throughout her limbs also faded away a lot.

The two of them snuggled together like this, following the dragon-headed monster, and finally arrived at the third single room.

There was no one in the room, but the dragon-headed monster banged on the fence impatiently and roared:

"Come out quickly! Stop pretending to be a turtle down there!"

Not long after, perhaps realizing he could no longer hide, a man emerged from the water.

He had Asian facial features, but dark skin and curly hair. Neither Yan Yu nor Li Minghu recognized him. He must be a Southeast Asian monk.

When the other party saw Yan Yu and Li Minghu standing with the dragon-headed monster, he immediately looked terrified and anxious, and mumbled a lot of words.

"What is this person talking about?" asked the dragon-headed monster in confusion.

"I don't know." Yan Yu smiled and said, "This person is from the outside world, and he doesn't speak the language of the Middle Earth."

"Since it's a human, just kill it." The dragon-headed monster nodded, and suddenly stretched out the iron rod in his hand, passed through the gap in the iron fence, and pierced the opponent's fragile throat!
In panic, the opponent spat out a few strange characters, and the water under him quickly rose up and turned into a small crystal shield in front of him!

The vortex shield, the sorcerer's most famous defensive spell, consists of a highly compressed, swirling stream of condensed water, offering powerful defensive capabilities against both immortal swords and Taoist magic. In a previous life, during the later stages of the spiritual resurgence, a certain sorcerer king was said to have summoned a vortex shield with a radius of over ten kilometers, withstanding an airburst nuclear bomb without dying. While this was primarily due to the sorcerer king's prowess, it also demonstrates the spell's unparalleled defensive power.

Of course, this is not the late stage of spiritual energy recovery, and the monk in front of him is not the Southeast Asian Wizard King, so the vortex shield he cast was instantly shattered by the iron spike of the dragon-headed monster, and then his Adam's apple, trachea and cervical vertebrae were broken into two pieces in the gushing hot blood.

The dragon-headed monster looked down at the other's body falling into the water, slowly floating sideways, without revealing any demonic form. Finally, he laughed:
"It is indeed a human."

He turned around and continued walking. Yan Yu followed with his arm around Li Minghu, and felt the tense body of the girl in his arms relax.

"It's very powerful." Li Minghu whispered, "It may not be able to stop the Elephant Curse."

"It can't be stopped." Yan Yu's judgment was more accurate.

The Earth Elephant Curse could withstand direct fire, but it didn't guarantee immunity to physical attacks. The dragon-headed monster's iron spike strikes were more powerful than most caliber bullets fired at close range, enough to penetrate the Elephant Curse's defenses. This meant that during combat, one couldn't directly block its attacks; one could only dodge them, and failure to do so would result in death.

"When do you plan to take action?" Li Minghu continued to ask.

"Before leaving this area." Yan Yu replied.

"So fast?" Li Minghu was a little surprised. "We can't open the prison door."

"Do you want to use it to find and rescue all our team members?" Yan Yu asked.

"What else?" Li Minghu asked him back.

"It's not safe if we delay it too long." Yan Yu said after a moment's hesitation.

"I'm more worried that after I kill it, even if I find other people, they will only be able to stare at the prison door in a daze," Li Minghu insisted.

"Yeah, that's fine. Just make your move before I get on the Dragon Slashing Guillotine." Yan Yu suddenly changed the subject, "I thought you didn't want to make your move so quickly, but that you liked being held like this."

Li Minghu was silent for a moment, and then he said:

"Since we have to act, we must act to the end. Saving them is more important than anything else."

"If you don't mind this, that would be the best," Yan Yu said, sighing inwardly. The taste was right again.

Li Minghu seems to have a completely opposite personality to Zhou Hongyu, but in fact they have something in common in essence - that is, they both underestimate themselves and do not take themselves seriously.

In her previous life, the Witch King Azan Kai gathered the Central Asian Peninsula coalition forces to attack the Lu Kingdom's southern border defenses, but was stopped by Li Minghu alone with his sword. Even if she had warned the rear that she could not hold on any longer, the Annan army would not force her to risk her life. A more reasonable option would have been to directly launch an army and engage in a war of attrition.

The Valkyrie ultimately slew the Witch King, forced the coalition forces to retreat, and died of exhaustion, saving the lives of many soldiers and countless civilians. But was it all worth it?
Not to mention her self-sacrifice, which led to the obsession of Li Zhaojiang, a man obsessed with his sister, and fired the first shot of the so-called "monk awakening." The ultimate result was the closure of the Annan National Defense College, the purge of its top combat forces, and the planting of huge hidden dangers and rifts in the relationship between the imperial court and the monks.

Li Minghu, you are such a wicked woman!

In this life, I will change your fate! I will take away your achievements in killing the Witch King, rob you of the glory of defeating the coalition forces of Indochina, and ruthlessly pull you down from the throne of the Valkyrie!

I want you to fucking live!

Perhaps Yan Yu's thoughts were surging, and the arm around her tightened a little. Li Minghu didn't understand why, so he asked in a voice transmission:

"what happened?"

"What's wrong?"

"You seem a little... nervous."

"Well, I'm afraid you're going to die." Yan Yu said frankly.

Li Minghu was silent for a moment, then coughed softly and said in a voice transmission:
"I...will not die easily."

"Can you remove the word 'easily'?"

"what?"

"I think so," Yan Yu probed calmly, "even though you never said it explicitly, you always give me a pessimistic feeling that 'I'm about to die, I have to do something quickly.'"

"Haha, you figured it out." Li Minghu paused for a moment and replied, "I've been reading Shi Tiesheng's essays recently, and I think I was a little emotionally moved."

"I've actually been wondering: If a person's life is destined to be short, what can she do to make the remaining life meaningful?"

"Well, let me think about it." Yan Yu hesitated for a moment, then suddenly said, "How about having a passionate love affair?"

Li Minghu was a little dazed, but her body soon began to twitch slightly.

She was trying not to laugh.

After a long time, just when Yan Yu was a little worried that the dragon-headed monster in front would notice the abnormality behind him, Li Minghu's voice finally arrived, and he said casually as if jokingly:
"Well, if my life is about to end one day, I will consider your suggestion carefully."

Yan Yu immediately took advantage of the situation and asked her:

"Do you mean the suggestion itself, or me?"

"Both." Li Minghu said with a smile, "Well, you took advantage of me today. When the time comes, I'll also take up a little of your time. You shouldn't mind, right?"

"I don't mind." Yan Yu readily agreed and said, "Then it's a deal. You can't just die for no apparent reason, or I'll go to your grave, write a short essay scolding you, and burn it for you."

"No," Li Minghu replied, his voice brightening. "I have a good memory."

nailed it.

Yan Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn't that he really wanted to date Li Minghu, nor was he arrogant enough to think that Li Minghu had fallen in love with him. There was no need to complicate the matter. It was just a girl who knew she didn't have much time left and didn't want to die alone, so she made a small agreement with a kind-hearted boy who wanted to help her.

However, for Yan Yu, who has the advantage of prophecy, this means that he has the ability to interfere with Li Minghu's outcome.

You know, he is not a member of the Qing'an team, so it is impossible for him to follow Li Minghu every day, take care of her physical condition, and judge when she will choose to sacrifice herself... But Li Minghu herself must be clear about it.

As long as Li Minghu still remembers this agreement before becoming a Valkyrie, Yan Yu can rush to her immediately after receiving a call.

After that, whether to persuade her, convince her, control her, take her to experience the beauty of the world, reawaken her attachment to this world, or even knock her out and take her home to educate her slowly, or hand her over to the Annan army and explain the seriousness of the situation, the choice is in Yan's hands.

Hahahaha, this is me as the most powerful super intelligence in the world!

Yan Yu was thinking carefully and was secretly very proud of himself, and his steps seemed to be as fast as the wind.

Li Minghu curled up in his arms, feeling a faint, indescribable shyness. With her heart agitated, a subtle warmth seemed to surge through her body, sweeping away any remaining chill.

In the last few days of life, have a passionate love affair...

That sounds pretty good.

I just hope it doesn't cause him any trouble.

(End of this chapter)