After gathering the seven deadly sins brothers, summon the younger sister!

Wei Jingzhou just felt that this girl was stupid. Did she understand her position clearly?

How dare you stay close to the enemy for so long?

He was light and nimble, and with a bit of cleverness he easily escaped from Pu Ran's shackles.

The puppets were still frozen, standing still like wooden stakes, and the young man in green stood on top of their heads, tiptoeing into the water.

Wei Jingzhou put one hand behind his back, looking thin and graceful, with a smile in his eyes: "Girl, don't underestimate the enemy."

As he finished speaking, the scene changed like clouds and mist, with steep cliffs and bottomless abysses all around. Standing on the top of the mountain, Pu Ran was like an island in the ocean.

Summon poison, control puppets, and perform illusions to perfection.

This Wei Jingzhou is really not a simple person.

That’s right. If Suikong had no ability, how could he hire an outsider as a guest official based on his arrogance?

Wei Jingzhou could actually be considered a max-level boss, with basically no rivals, but his starting point was too high, and he ran into Pu Ran, who had raised the max level from 100 to 120.

Obviously he couldn't cross the twenty-level gap.

A violent wind whistled in my ears, huge waves surged up from the abyss all around, and a water dragon circled its huge body and opened its bloody mouth towards Pu Ran.

She clenched her five fingers together, her bones made crisp sounds, and with one punch, she blasted the water dragon into thin air.

Pu Ran jumped from the top of the cliff into the abyss of the waves, but in fact he jumped onto the top of the puppet and looked at Wei Jingzhou from a distance.

The sword is unsheathed, like a startled wild goose.

If the Zen barrier is broken, the beauty will be like a jade sword or a rainbow.

"Zhengzhengzheng——"

The long swords collided several times like meteors meeting in the sky, making excited trembling sounds.

The cold light flickered, like a thunderstorm, like milky white waves crashing madly against the cliff again and again.

Sword energy was everywhere, heaven and earth were shaking, and the confrontation between the masters could be described as exhilarating.

The two figures changed, and the snow-white swords collided in the air countless times.

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You are aloof, you are great, you step on our heads to fight with us.

"Zheng——"

Wei Jingzhou's sword fell to the ground, his knuckles cracked and blood oozed out.

Looking at his empty and still numb palm, he looked a little dazed.

Only by showing your strength to test the depth can you know what level the other party has reached that is unattainable for ordinary people.

"I lost."

Wei Jingzhou's heart moved slightly, and the smile on the corner of his lips was somewhat helpless: "Girl, move the sword away, I will open the door for you."

Although his sword was knocked down, he still held it firmly in his palm. It was now across the man's thin white neck, leaving a long bloody mark.

Puran frowned: "Hurry up."

You've wasted a lot of my time.

Wei Jingzhou was held hostage by her, standing in front of the stone gate with a long sword against his throat. The man stretched out his hand and fiddled with the Bagua plate with intricate techniques.

"boom--"

The stone door opened, and Pu Ran carried him to the next door and urged, "Open!"

Wei Jingzhou sighed: "Yes."

Another fan.

"Hurry up, why are you so slow?"

"…The further we go, the more complicated the mechanisms become. I want to go faster."

Wei Jingzhou was ashamed and felt aggrieved. Do you think I want to be slow?

It's not a pleasant feeling to have a sword across your neck.

Pu Ran began to show a ferocious look: "Whoever designed this mechanism, I will kill him later!"

Wei Jingzhou: “…”

Ah, I designed it.

But he kept his mouth shut.

Dare not speak, dare not speak.

"boom--"

Another stone door was opened.

Puran was puzzled: "Is there no end to this?"

Wei Jingzhou softened his voice and tried to comfort the ancestor: "The more floors there are, the safer it is to detain them."

The Pu Ran sword tightened, and Wei Jingzhou screamed in pain.

If Wei Jingzhou's previous life was like a flower, always in the state of "I've come to terms with it", then now he must be in the state of "I've shut myself up" with a drooping head.

My dear sister, please don’t cut my neck anymore. I’m going to die from excessive blood loss soon.

……

When the last door opened, the round platform with complicated spells painted on it and the boy hanging on it with chains came into her sight.

Although they were indoors and there was no wind at all, Wei Jingzhou was startled to hear something whistling past his ears.

Just like a quiet pedestrian in an inn being startled by a galloping horse, Wei Jingzhou suddenly wanted to see her expression.

Sad? Angry? Distressed?

Anything was fine; he longed to see a more lively expression on that calm face, preferably one as warm and vivid as rolling magma.

As soon as he turned his head, Pu Ran pressed acupoints on him and threw him aside.

Wei Jingzhou: “…”

Cheapskate, it won't kill you to take a look.

The room was quiet.

Since Master Lin was not here, he must have escaped through some secret passage. He believed that Wei Jingzhou could stop Pu Ran, so he left Liu Yin behind with peace of mind.

But he didn't expect that his Lord Wei was more obedient than a chicken after being scolded.

Pu Ran's expression didn't change much. He just walked over and squatted without saying a word, holding the boy's cheeks with both hands and tilting his head to look at him.

Liu Yin was kneeling on the ground with his arms raised high, his head drooping deathly, and his slightly curly brown hair was messy like dead grass.

He had lost a lot of weight, and when Pu Ran put his palm on it, he felt the irritating cheekbone.

The spiritual energy was injected into the boy's body from her fingertips, and she gently called out, "Liu Yin."

There was no reaction. Her slender and thick eyelashes were as quiet as butterfly wings, without the slightest vibration.

Puran blinked, took out a brocade bag from his bosom, picked up a piece of candied fruit with his fingertips and put it to Liu Yin's lips.

He called him again: "Liu Yin."

Puran was afraid of bitterness, so Liu always prepared candied fruits to comfort her.

Now that she came to pick him up, she knew he would be hungry, so she prepared some candied fruits with her in advance.

You've suffered a lot these days, so have some candied fruit.

The young man, who had been unresponsive until now, suddenly twitched his nose slightly.

Food has a fatal attraction to gluttony from the depths of the soul.

Probably even if he is not awake, he will subconsciously take it if you feed it to his mouth.

The candied fruit enters the mouth, quickly slides into the esophagus, and enters the stomach.

"Hungry……"

The young man in front of him finally had a weak reaction.

Tears slid down his thin face. The drowsy and unconscious boy sobbed softly, like a little animal trapped in a corner licking its wounds alone, and a fragile whimpering sound came from his throat.

"Of course... I'm hungry..."

He kept calling her, as if he was so hungry that he was about to go crazy, and only Puran would feed him.

He could only think of her.

It was a good thing she actually came with food.

The candied fruits went into his stomach one by one, and the young man, whose will was fluctuating, raised the corners of his lips and smiled with satisfaction.