Wow, the husband I kidnapped is not a human

The battle intensified, and it seemed that there would be no end to the death. Jun Fuyao became happier and happier as he watched.

Fight hard, and hit harder. If you can't kill him, at least you can cripple him to 90%. That way, I, a rookie, can take advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of him.

The fierce energy was surging in all directions, and it was obvious that Saint Bai had fallen into a disadvantage and was just struggling to hold on.

The remaining five masters of the Saint Palace wanted to help, but were rejected by Saint Bai.

This is a battle that concerns his own reputation, and Bai Qibao doesn't want others to interfere.

Seeing that Saint Bai's situation was becoming more and more dangerous and his life might be in danger at any time, Saint Cao couldn't help it after all. He used all his strength to attack Saint Hai, preparing to support Saint Bai after defeating Saint Hai.

Saint Cao's full effort made Saint Hai mistakenly believe that the other party wanted to kill him, so he quickly joined Saint He and said sarcastically: "You are so good, Cao Guofeng, you really want to put us to death. Since you have made your position clear, the two of us will not accompany you. We will treat the weapons and some other things as beggars. Saint He, let's go!"

The next moment, two figures flashed like phantoms and disappeared.

At the same time, the long-abandoned lotus pond next to it suddenly exploded with a bang. The sludge that had accumulated for countless years instantly soared into the sky, and then pressed down like a dark cloud covering the sky...

Cao Shengzun and the others had profound skills, and they easily avoided the attack with the spiritual energy protecting their bodies.

But the rookie Jun Fuyao is in a miserable situation.

Everyone present was a Saint. No matter how careful Jun Fuyao was, as long as she dared to use her Qi to protect her body, even the slightest change in her Qi would inevitably be discovered by Saint Cao and the others.

So Jun Fuyao didn't dare to move at all, and endured this rotten and stinking mud rain...

The rotten and smelly mud hit his body with a crackling sound. Jun Fuyao wanted to vomit several times, but he held it back.

The grand plan of nine people beating each other to cripple each other was ruined, and Jun Fuyao was drenched in a stinking mud rain. She wanted to cry...

An unknown amount of time had passed before all the Saints left. Jun Fuyao, who was sitting on the ground like a mud monkey, finally dared to look up to the sky and sigh, "Why? Why am I always the one who gets hurt? Woo woo woo..."

After roaring, he simply went to find a stream to take a bath.

Jun Fuyao could actually go into the space to take a shower, but she was afraid that her stinky self would offend the fragrant Emperor. In fact, she was just afraid that Emperor would laugh at her, hehe...

Jun Fuyao rubbed her face hard in the stream until she felt her skin was about to fall off. She walked ashore reluctantly and changed into clean clothes that appeared in the space.

Just as Jun Fuyao fastened the last button, an old and indifferent voice that could not be distinguished between a man and a woman suddenly came floating over: "You are Jun Fuyao, right?"

Jun Fuyao paused for a moment while buttoning his shirt, then buttoned it up again before asking calmly, "Are you a human or a ghost? Didn't your grandmother tell you that it's wrong to come out in the middle of the night and scare people?"

"Hmph, you're so sharp-tongued." A soft snort came from a big tree beside the stream.

Jun Fuyao looked up and saw an old man dressed in white, with white hair and beard, looking like an immortal, with a long sword on his back, standing lightly on a leaf at the top of a big tree.

Seeing Jun Fuyao looking over, the old man seemed to praise him and said, "Yes, you are indeed a genius. You are already a fourth-level Venerable at the age of 18. It is really amazing!"

"Excuse me, who are you, senior? How do you know me?" Jun Fuyao asked with a seemingly nonchalant smile, but in fact he had already secretly prepared to escape. As long as there was any disturbance, he would immediately hide in the space.

"Who am I? I am an old monster who has lived for more than a thousand years, older than the Nine Nether Witch. They all call me the Immortal with Wisdom Eyes." The old man said calmly, "Just now... the dispute between Dream Valley, the Supreme Alliance and Cao Shengzun of the Holy Palace, in fact... was provoked by you, right?"

"You can't eat carelessly the food served by the elders, and you can't say carelessly. What ability do I, a mere girl, have to make nine saints turn against each other? This is not even a joke." Jun Fuyao denied with a smile as usual.

But I was shocked in my heart: Why would this wise immortal say such a thing? Could it be? ? ?

A terrible idea came into Jun Fuyao's mind.

"Are you wondering why I said that?" The wise-eyed immortal said with a smile, "It seems you haven't heard of me. To tell you the truth, as long as I want, the invisibility techniques of those Japanese monsters, and... ghosts, are all useless in front of me. In my eyes, your little tricks are just like children playing house."

When Jun Fuyao heard this, cold sweat broke out on his back: It is true!

"Old man, you can't talk nonsense like that. I don't know what happened at all. I just happened to be nearby. Is that my fault?" Jun Fuyao continued to deny.

I have to deny it, as it concerns my own big plan.

Moreover, his "Yin Yang Invisibility Technique" has never been discovered by anyone, so Jun Fuyao still holds some hope.

“Miss Jun, if you dare to do something, you must dare to take responsibility for it. I thought you were a genius in cultivation and your character would not be bad either. I didn’t expect... Alas, you really disappoint me!” The Immortal with Wisdom Eyes sighed, then slowly floated to the ground.

Jun Fuyao's eyes narrowed slightly: This person is not only great at lightness skills, but also has a great ability to stay in the air. Even the Holy Lord may not be able to do this. Could it be that this person is really an old monster who is older than the Nine Nether Witch?

Thinking of this, Jun Fuyao quickly moved to a safe distance of twenty feet away. At this distance, if the opponent attacked her, she would have enough time to hide in the space.

The wise immortal cast his sharp eyes on Jun Fuyao's face and said slowly: "Jun Fuyao, you stole Hai Qingqing and He Zhiqiu's bags by yourself, and then deliberately made a noise and put the blame on Bai Qibao, thus provoking a fight between them. This behavior is really despicable.

Jun Fuyao, you are a rare genius. I don't want to kill you, but you must come back with me and clarify everything in front of everyone. Afterwards, I guarantee that I can let you leave safely. "

Jun Fuyao: ...

This old man is probably still asleep???

Explain? Explain what the hell!

And you want me to leave safely? Even a chrysanthemum can think of that. It's absolutely impossible.

Even if the old man is willing, the seven people from the three holy places and the Holy Palace will definitely not agree.

I didn't expect that this old man is still so whimsical at his age.

Jun Fuyao snorted coldly and said, "Since you were there and watched, why didn't you stop it on the spot? You're only saying it now, obviously trying to put the blame on me."