Junior sister, she reached the pinnacle of life by picking up rags

Su Xiaoyu met her eyes. When she saw the alertness and fierceness in her eyes, she realized that her wrist was tightly grasped by her. She quickly said, "I saved you."

Hearing this, Yan Yun loosened his grip on her hand a little, but the vigilance in his eyes did not diminish.

The pain in her body was not as severe as she had imagined. She thought it was because the woman in front of her had fed her the medicine for the injury. "Thank you."

If she hadn't tempered her body after falling from such a high place, she would probably be a pile of mud now...

In front of him was a beautiful woman with wet black hair draped over her shoulders. Her eyes were very colorful, like glowing glass stones. There was an indescribable cunning in her gaze, but there was no malice in her look.

Su Xiaoyu took back her hand and looked at her, "My name is Su Xiaoyu, and I am the Saint of Dahe Realm."

"My name is Xiao Hu."

Dahejing? Yan Yun tried hard to search for this place name in her mind, but to her disappointment she did not have any information about this place.

"Why did you fall from the sky?" Su Xiaoyu asked curiously, trying to find out what she was saying without revealing her feelings. "Or I can help you go back. After all, you are now in our Great River Temple, and I am the only one who can help you."

Yan Yun's eyes showed nothing, he just smiled and didn't answer her question directly, "Why are you helping me?"

"I am a saint, and it is my mission to relieve the suffering of the world." She put on a formal smile, gentle and beautiful, and for a moment she seemed to be emitting a soft light.

Su Xiaoyu naturally knew that she would not trust her easily. She stood up and walked out of the inner hall. When she was about to leave, she turned back and said to her, "Forget it, you rest here for now. I will come to see you later."

"Remember, don't run around, or I won't be able to protect you."

She closed the door, and soon she heard the sound of a maid coming in and busying around outside.

Yan Yun was the only one left in the huge inner hall, and the pearl necklace hanging in front of the bed was swaying slightly in the wind that came from nowhere.

The inner hall was a little dim, and she habitually wanted to light up a white light for illumination, but found that she could not use her spiritual power.

But compared to the feeling of being drained away when she first came in, now she could feel the existence of spiritual energy in her body, but she just couldn't use it, as if it was blocked.

It is like air encountering a closed space, unable to penetrate or get out.

What about the portable space? She suppressed her doubts, rubbed the ring on her finger, and found that she couldn't enter the portable space either.

Don’t the people here practice Taoism? She thought back to the man just now. It seemed that he really didn’t feel the fluctuation of spiritual power from her. Could it be that she traveled through time again? It can’t be so ridiculous...

It’s no wonder she thought so, mainly because she couldn’t even pronounce the word “Duocai”.

With doubts in her mind, she stood up, reluctantly loosened her muscles, and observed the place.

"grumble……"

An ice flame emerged from between her eyebrows. Compared to when she was in the world of immortal cultivation, it was now only as big as a baby's fist, and it was circling around her, making a "chi chi chi" sound.

Its appearance made Yan Yun feel a little relieved. She touched it gently, and Bingyan conveyed his joy to her.

She walked to the door and opened it a small crack. There was no one outside the inner hall. Only a beam of light came from the roof she had smashed through and sprinkled into the drained pool.

She didn't know if it was her illusion, but in the light, she saw some gray air bodies? But they were not obvious, they should be dust.

After a long while, she finally closed the door, making a faint sound.

Lu Shaoyun stood at the bottom of the dark pit. He searched almost the entire place but couldn't find Yan Yun. He seemed a little irritable and gloomy.

When he becomes strong, he will never be controlled by anyone again!

The Dahe Realm was born by the river, and standing on the shore, you can hardly see the other side.

The river water is not ordinary. It is not turbid or clear like ordinary river water, but a light black color.

When the weather is good, you can still see something below, but when the weather is gloomy, the whole river seems to be completely black and dark.

In the center of the Dahe Territory is a magnificent palace with blue and black as the main colors, which is quite unique in style. Countless cities, towns and villages radiate from this palace in an orderly manner.

Apart from this dazzling palace, the most eye-catching thing is the huge lotus platform next to the palace, which is pushed up by thousands of steps.

At this time, Su Xiaoyu was walking on it. She was wearing a blue and white dress, which was complicated and exquisite. On the hem of her skirt were lotus flowers embroidered with gold thread, which swayed and danced with her movements.

Behind her was a group of maids who followed closely as if they were afraid that she would run away.

When she walked to the lotus platform and saw the person in the center of the platform, she couldn't help showing a bit of fear, but it disappeared in a flash.

The man in the center of the stage wore a wooden mask covering his left eye. His eyes were as sharp as a poisonous snake, and his lips were slightly pursed, very thin.

"Holy Lord."

The maids behind him saluted to him in unison.

He glanced at Su Xiaoyu who was approaching, and took a step forward with an absolute sense of oppression, "You said you found someone who can save us?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand and dismissed the maids following her.

Su Xiaoyu calmed down, nodded, and said calmly, "Yes, she appeared in my dream before."

She heard a sneer coming from above her head, and she couldn't help biting her lip and said nothing.

"You? A fake." Qiu Heng's eyebrows were full of sarcasm. "Should we save us, or save you?"

His words weighed heavily on her heart, making her feel a little breathless. "Whether it is true or false, you don't need to define it."

"If you don't acknowledge me, then we'll just have to wait and see."

Su Xiaoyu raised her head and looked at him, "Let's make a bet."

"Bet?" Qiu Heng seemed to have heard a joke, "What do you want to bet with me?"

Su Xiaoyu stepped forward, and the distance between them instantly became closer. She spoke softly. After she finished speaking, Qiu Heng raised her eyebrows with interest and said firmly, "Then let's wait and see who wins."

She stepped back a few steps, facing the light, and put on a rare smile, repeating once again, "We'll see."

……

Yan Yun stayed quietly in the inner hall, and no one entered this place during this period.

She is now waiting for Su Xiaoyu, and Bingyan is also staying quietly in her sea of ​​consciousness, waiting for her orders at any time.

Judging from Su Xiaoyu, there is no spiritual energy on her body, which means that the people here are either unable to practice, or they are practicing in another form.

So what form would it take? She guessed it would most likely be body building.

Of course, she still needs to find out the answer from Su Xiaoyu.

The night gradually deepened. It was pitch dark in the hall. It was so quiet that only her shallow breathing could be heard.

"Squeak-"

The door opened gently.