Maybe I shouldn't die.

If this continues, there will only be one ending.

When the hand stretches out to a certain extent, it will be able to directly grab the black-clothed male cultivator trapped in the storm.

This is an ending that no one wants to see.

But this time, no one could figure out how to stop it.

They even didn't dare to move forward, for fear that their lives would help the monsters fight against the rules of the world.

However, Han Qingshu's previous actions also served as a reminder to them.

A demon cultivator asked:

"Will they notify us to send the puppet over?"

Given the current situation, if we want to rescue the adults, we can only rely on the puppet.

Zhu Huan shook his head, his tone still low:

"It's too late. It will take at least a quarter of an hour to get here from White Tiger City."

A demon cultivator hesitated and said:

"It only took us a quarter of an hour to get here, and we dealt with quite a few monsters in the process."

Zhu Huan still shook his head and said:

"They have injuries."

Yes, those fellow Taoists who stayed in the city were already seriously injured. Otherwise, all the puppets would not have been left to them.

Moreover, given their injuries,

It's not possible to get here quickly.

For a moment, all the demon cultivators present fell silent again.

Not only the demon cultivators, but the human cultivators were equally silent.

They were also thinking about whether there were any magical tools in their storage bracelets that could be used at this moment.

Especially various puppets.

Human cultivators always have various puppets in their hands.

But most of them are auxiliary puppets.

They cannot withstand the storm near the black hole.

Despite this, some people still say:

"I still have a few auxiliary puppets. Let's try to see if they can be used."

After she finished speaking, she immediately took out a puppet, which was an auxiliary puppet used to take care of the cave.

Although she knew in her heart that it would be difficult for this puppet to survive the storm, she had to give it a try.

The demon cultivators naturally knew the difference between the two, but as long as there was only a glimmer of hope, they did not want to give up.

Zhu Huan spoke first:

"Thank you for your generosity, fellow Daoist. The loss of the puppet will be charged to our White Tiger City."

Even the price of an auxiliary puppet is not cheap. Since this fellow Taoist is willing to take out the puppet to try it out, they don't want to let him bear the loss himself.

This can also be considered a kind of unspoken rule.

The female cultivator who spoke did not reject his proposal.

Now that she has spoken, she won't care about the loss.

But if the other party is willing to take the responsibility, she naturally won't refuse.

What's more, this was not the time to shirk responsibility, so she just nodded slightly and released the puppet.

The monks' attention immediately shifted to the puppet.

The puppet that was released walked straight towards the location where the black-clothed male cultivator was, but it was swept away by the storm when it was halfway there.

It's not a very unexpected result.

But the monks couldn't help showing some disappointment.

If you can only go halfway, then it will be useless.

With this outcome, there was no need for their remaining puppets to make any more attempts.

The atmosphere at the scene fell silent again.

Suddenly, a childish baby voice broke the silence.

"Junjun... go..."

Everyone immediately transferred everything to Han Qingshu's hands - she had already taken Junjun back from Lan Linghe.

Han Qingshu hesitated and said:

"Can Junjun bring the senior back?"

It’s not that she didn’t want to save her senior, but based on her understanding of Junjun, if Junjun could bring him back, she should have done it a long time ago.

I won’t wait until now to speak out.

And Junjun's answer confirmed her guess.

"I can't come back..."

"Go...to the loophole..."

Han Qingshu was a little surprised:

"Junjun wants to directly solve the membrane loophole?"

If the boundary membrane loophole could be solved directly, there would be no need to find ways to rescue the monster.

The source of all crises is the hole in the boundary membrane.

Junjun decisively clicked the umbrella cover:

"Guide...to..."

"Bacteria...solve it..."

Junjun meant that the guidance that appeared in its mind was to solve the hole in the boundary membrane.

In this case, she didn't say anything more, just said:

"Then Junjun should be careful."

This is not the right time to say anything more.

During the time they exchanged just two sentences, the part of the hand that appeared in the black hole became larger, and the scope of the life storm expanded again.

They had to retreat several meters again.

Junjun tapped the umbrella cap again:

"Junjun...know..."

After saying this, its figure in the magic weapon disappeared.

It turns out that this magic weapon can't trap Junjun at all!

This thought flashed through Han Qingshu's mind, and then he immediately looked up and looked towards the location of the black hole.

Sure enough, Junjun's figure appeared not far in front of the black hole.

At the same time, its body expanded rapidly until it reached a size of one meter before it stopped.

Then, countless spores exploded all over its body.

As soon as the spores appeared, they gathered towards the edge of the black hole.

Immediately afterwards, the edge of the hole began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The fungus is using its spores to repair the holes in the membrane.

Thinking of this, she activated the Eye of Destiny again.

In the vision of the eye of destiny,

The golden light gathered near Junjun's fate line, along with her spores, converged towards the edge of the black hole.

The addition of these golden lights also made the aura of the great Dao rules at the edge of the black hole even stronger.

It seems that Junjun is using his own luck to strengthen the laws of the universe at the edge of the loophole.

This conjecture seems a little incredible.

How can the luck of a single living being possibly strengthen the laws of the Tao?

Don't say Junjun is a child of luck.

The son of luck is just different from ordinary people in luck, but no matter how much his luck increases, he will only become more luckier.

Unless Han Qingshu thought of a possibility.

At that moment, she felt a sense of sadness in her heart.

If the truth is really as we guess, then...

She couldn't help but turn her head and focus her gaze on the other demon cultivators in White Tiger City.

There was no trace of surprise on their faces, as if this scene was something they had expected.

Han Qingshu didn't believe that these seniors didn't notice that Junjun was abnormal.

This behavior only further confirmed her guess.

At that moment, she only felt her throat dry. After a moment, she spoke with some difficulty:

"Seniors, do you all know Junjun's identity?"

Those demon cultivators were somewhat surprised when they heard this.

"You do not know?"

Han Qingshu's smile was somewhat bitter:

"I only know that it is the child of destiny in this small world."

Junjun calls her mother, and according to Junjun, she raised the dog herself.

If it was really as she guessed.

None of the things Junjun said to her were true.

The moment I understand,

She just felt a chill in her heart.

In response to this, the demon cultivators were also silent. After a while, one of them spoke up:

"I don't know the details of it either. Maybe you can ask Senior Black Turtle when he comes back."