A sharp-tongued woman travels through a book and changes the ruthless Taoist female cultivator

The bitten villagers and disciples of the Jingyuan Sect, with distorted faces, staggered and joined the ranks of zombies.

Their movements were mechanical and unified, as if controlled by invisible threads.

As they approached step by step, the air was filled with despair and fear.

Yun Yueqing frowned, "We can't go on like this. We can't kill them all. We can't solve the problem from the root, and we will never get any protection."

Yun Yueqing quickly gave orders, her voice calm and firm: "Gather all the rescued villagers to a safe area and ensure they are properly resettled."

"The injured villagers and disciples should be isolated and treated immediately as a precaution. As for the disciples below the Jindan stage, all should be evacuated to the safe area in the back mountains."

"Disciples above the Jindan stage should avoid direct confrontation with zombies to avoid being scratched or bitten. Just save people."

As soon as the order was given, the disciples took quick action. Some supported the injured villagers, while others led the frightened villagers to a safe area.

Fire flickered in the night.

Their busy and orderly figures are reflected, forming a sharp contrast with the group of zombies that are pressing forward in front of them.

Yunyue turned around lightly, and Xiao Yirao withdrew from the battle, holding the fan tightly in his hand, "Where are you going? I'll accompany you."

Zhang Jiaxi's voice sounded particularly sharp in the chaos. He stood among a group of besieged villagers.

"Xiao Yirao, come and save them!"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yi's eyes became fierce and he flashed to be beside Zhang Jiaxi.

I saw a group of zombies slowly approaching, and the villagers in the encirclement were terrified and trembling.

Xiaoyi suddenly opened the fan in his hand, and the fan shone with light, bringing up a gust of wind that temporarily forced back the approaching zombies.

He acted quickly, picking up the two nearest villagers one in each hand, and then he jumped out of the encirclement lightly and landed steadily.

Zhang Jiaxi followed closely behind, the sword in her hand flashing, clearing the way for the retreating villagers. The two cooperated tacitly and rescued one trapped villager after another.

Yunyue looked at Xiaoyi moving around in the crowd, each wave of his fan accurately forcing back the zombies.

I felt a little relieved that the villagers were evacuated safely.

She knew very well that with a master like Xiao Yirao here, the situation, although dangerous, could still be stabilized.

Yun Yueqing's figure flashed and she jumped to the edge of the dense forest. The Dark Moon Lake was glowing faintly in the night.

It is like a huge silver mirror, lying quietly in the woods.

The moonlight penetrated the sparse clouds and sprinkled mottledly on the lake, making the ripples sparkle with a sense of mystery and desolation.

Walking on the shadows elongated by the moonlight, I approached the lake step by step.

It was quiet all around, with only the occasional chirping of night birds and the faint sounds of fighting in the distance, interweaving into an eerie nocturne.

Yun Yueqing asked Sect Leader Wuji to go to Dark Moon Lake, intending to force him to reveal his flaws.

I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen. I feel it is closely related to Master Wuji and the zombie riot.

Thinking of this, Yun Yueqing had already arrived at the Dark Moon Lake.

It was quiet. The Wuji Sect Leader who was originally here was nowhere to be seen, leaving only an empty lakeside and gently swaying treetops.

Yun Yueqing looked around. Under the moonlight, the surface of Dark Moon Lake seemed covered with a layer of mist, which made it even more eerie.

Yun Yueqing stared at the Dark Moon Lake, feeling even more confused.

The blood-red color of the lake had disappeared without a trace at some point, replaced by a crystal clear tranquility.

The moonlight is like fine silver powder, gently falling on the surface of the lake.

She slowly put her hand into the lake, and the cold water instantly wrapped around her fingertips.

A barely perceptible chill spread through the blood vessels throughout the body.

Under the moonlight, the lake seemed to possess magical power, gently pulling her arm.

Every inch of skin resonates subtly with the deep lake water.

The bottom of the lake seemed to hide countless secrets as she touched it.

The surface of the water ripples gently, creating circle after circle of delicate ripples, as if time is being gently stirred at this moment.

Yun Yueqing's heartbeat couldn't help but quicken, and an inexplicable impulse surged in her heart.

She seemed to be deeply attracted by some power deep in Darkmoon Lake.

In the moonlight, her figure and the reflection on the lake complement each other, like inseparable twins.

Her eyes flashed with determination and curiosity, and her feet moved forward unconsciously.

Every step feels like walking on the clouds, both light and heavy.

The cold lake water gradually covered her ankles, calves, and thighs.

It brought waves of biting cold, but it failed to stop her at all.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, as if she was undergoing a baptism of the soul.

At the critical moment, a faint but familiar call pierced the night.

Xiao Yirao's voice crossed the chaotic battlefield and the deep jungle.

It went straight to Yun Yueqing's heart: "Don't go down."

Yun Yueqing suddenly opened her eyes, and the mysterious Dark Moon Lake was no longer in front of her.

Instead, he was just a blurry figure stepping into the lake step by step.

In the moonlight, water droplets sparkled around her body, like countless tiny silver beads jumping, reflecting the momentary shock and fear on her face.

Her heart was beating violently, as if she had just woken from a deep dream.

The chillness all over the body was replaced by a warm current at this moment.

Suddenly, a quick and hidden sound of wind came from behind.

Then, a pale hand stretched out as if from hell.

He suddenly grabbed Yun Yueqing's shoulders, trying to push her into the bottomless Dark Moon Lake.

Yun Yueqing was startled. Years of practice had enabled her to react quickly instinctively. She moved her body to the side like catkins in the wind.

Easily dodged the fatal push. In the moonlight.

The hand froze in mid-air, its five fingers spread out, glowing a strange silver-white, as if it did not belong to this world.

Yun Yueqing took advantage of the situation and turned around, staring straight at the figure hidden in the dark with only a pair of scarlet eyes exposed.

My heart is beating like a drum, a chill runs down my spine to my head, and an unknown battle is quietly unfolding by this quiet lake.

"Wen...Wen Chu Ning? How did you become like this?"

Wen Chuning's once gentle and charming face was now distorted like a ghost from hell, with a raging fire of jealousy burning in her scarlet eyes.

"What's wrong with me? Hahaha..." She laughed wildly, her laughter was sharp and piercing, echoing in the silent night sky.

It's like a ghost crying in the middle of the night, so creepy.

"No matter what I become, I am still the heroine of this world, and I am the ruler of this world!"

Her figure appeared and disappeared in the moonlight, as elusive as a ghost.

The pair of hands with a silvery white luster stretched out again, and the fingertips flashed with a strange light, as if containing some kind of evil power.

"It's all your fault! It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be like this."

Wen Chu Ning roared, her voice filled with endless resentment and despair, as if she wanted to pour out all the pain and unwillingness.

She thought of something and started laughing suddenly. It would not be an exaggeration to say that she was a mental patient.

"But as long as you jump, I will still return to my former beauty."