Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Jingzhi witnessed her lover falling into the desperate situation of death, her whole body limp. Knowing that she was powerless to save the situation, she sobbed and let the flow of time and space sweep her away, rushing towards the next world.

"Stinky Zhu Jiu, I will never forgive you again."

"Don't think I'll forgive you."

In the bizarre turbulence, she wiped away her tears and kicked in anger.

But it seemed like he kicked something. Besides the sound of space teleportation, he heard a man's scream.

She stopped crying and opened her eyes, only to see a face that was getting closer and closer and becoming more and more familiar.

"Nine, Brother Nine?"

Next to him was a man wearing golden armor and with a long face, and a boy wearing silver armor and with two buns on his hair.

【Jin Tong: Strange, why are you here? This shouldn't be the case.】

【Jingzhi: What do you mean? 】

【Jin Tong: Forget it, now that I'm here... the secret can't be revealed.】

The hermit in the thatched cottage looked at Jingyi strangely, and lamented that he could actually meet someone in Tianmen...

No, not people.

Before Cao Lu could see clearly the divine beast floating towards him, he was hit hard in the waist.

Jingzhi hugged his waist and cried bitterly, as if her father had just died.

"Nine Brother, I hate you. Even if you followed me here, I would still hate you."

"Unless you let me follow you, I won't hate you anymore, 555~"

The two disciples, one gold and one silver, were eager for gossip in their eyes and were swept further and further away by the turbulent flow of time.

Cao Lu had never been hugged like this by a female spirit beast before, and he felt very uncomfortable.

He used both hands to pry her head outward, his mouth full of ancient dogmas.

"Miss, men and women should not touch each other, and the thatched cottage is for people who practice Taoism. This behavior is extremely inappropriate."

"I see that you have great merits and virtues, so I will not attack you rashly. Please leave immediately."

Jingzhi's cheeks had turned red just now, but she still didn't let go.

Hearing the last sentence, she wiped her tears and trembled her lips as she said, "You, you drive me away?"

"I'm not the Ninth Brother you're talking about." Cao Lu looked around and nervously pulled back the belt around his waist and tied it tightly. "We met by chance, so there's no need to talk about whether we're close or not. It's just a chance encounter."

Just as I was about to retreat a little, a strong suction force suddenly came from the front.

Not only did the thatched cottage fail to successfully move away from Jingzhi, but it was like a heavy weight, pressing her down and smashing her towards the sky below.

The speed was so fast that the two people had no time to react.

Just as he was about to fall into a pile of meat, Jingzhi released his two tails.

A tight circle around him to prevent him from falling to the ground and being killed.

One of them was ready to strike, and when the opportunity arose, it wrapped itself around the dense branches.

However, the acceleration was too fast.

The branches only slowed the two men's descent.

There was a click.

Broken branches.

Jingzhi felt pain at the base of her tail, and while groaning, she still tightly wrapped her arms around Caolu's waist.

There were a few crackling sounds.

The lush tree was bent by the two men, and all the branches on one side were broken. Then with a "bang", the two men fell to the ground.

When landing, Jingzhi, who was at the bottom, was knocked unconscious by the thatched cottage and the ruthless acceleration of gravity.

Although the descent speed was too fast, he didn't have time to move.

But Caolu still felt guilty.

Seeing that his savior was missing, he bent his finger and quickly placed it on her philtrum to check her breath.

Fortunately, I'm still breathing.

Before he could pull her up, a heavy sword came towards him.

Cao Lu's eyes became fierce, and he immediately drew the sword from his back and held it across his head.

With a clang sound.

The armored enemy took a few steps back, kicked off, and flew into the air.

Want to escape? No way.

No one could attack him and escape unscathed.

Cao Lu had a cold face and followed him.

The sharp sword in his hand slashed horizontally and vertically quickly, and the enemy's pants turned into rags within a few breaths.

He seemed to be frightened, his body twisting and turning in mid-air, which was not in line with martial arts techniques at all.

Just as Cao Lu was frowning and thinking about what move he was going to make, for some unknown reason, a clanging sound suddenly rang out in the air.

The enemy who was still flying upwards suddenly fell down with a wailing sound.

I chased too close, right under the enemy's thatched cottage, and never expected that retribution would come so quickly.

He was used as a scapegoat and thrown back to the ground.

There was a "bang" and smoke and dust flew everywhere.

"Kakaka!"

The assistant director poked his head out from behind the camera, looking surprised. "Who came up with this trick? It's so awesome!"

The director stood up from his small stool and pushed his face away, his eyes never leaving the two unconscious people on the ground. "I put it on, photographer, did you record what just happened?"

"It's recording!" someone replied.

The enemy, who is also the male lead of this drama, climbed up cursing while covering his torn crotch, untied the broken wire on his body, and walked to the nanny car to rest.

The assistant director walked over and looked over the silent thatched cottage, "Director, these are not the extras we invited."

He turned to Jing Yi and looked at her again, "Wow, director, you're willing to use such a brutal fight scene for such a beautiful heroine?"

The director frowned and walked over.

After looking at the two unconscious people, he looked around and said, "These two are not from our crew. Where is Taoist Huang?"

A fake Taoist priest wearing a cheap yellow Taoist robe suddenly rushed out from the dressing room at the back. "I'm coming. Excuse me, I just had diarrhea. Are we going to start filming?"

The assistant director slapped the script against his face and said, "I think you can start now."

While Taoist Huang was still asking why, the director waved over the script supervisor and said, "Go call an ambulance. Don't die here."

The script supervisor said "OK", but before he could leave, Cao Lu's tightly closed eyes suddenly trembled and opened a crack. He murmured softly:

“Who is in power now?”

The script supervisor half-knelt down and leaned close to his ear, "Jiang, are you okay? Do you want to call an ambulance?"

ambulance?

What is it?

Cao Lu felt pain all over his body and could not get up for a while, so he could only raise his neck and ask:

"Isn't it Li Shimin? Isn't the Tang Emperor in power now?"

The script supervisor was stunned for a moment, turned around and pointed his head at the director, then waved his hand.

Then he turned around and smiled at the thatched cottage, "Jiang Min, take a rest. I'll take you to the hospital."

Hospital?

Is it a clinic?

Cao Lu pointed at Jing Zhi who was lying at his feet and said, "She is with me. Please send her to the clinic together."

The script supervisor gestured to him, "Okay, no problem."

After a while, a van came over.

Several people carrying stretchers came over, put the person on the stretcher, and carried him back to the car swiftly, as if they were afraid that the person would suddenly run away.

The roar of vehicles faded away.

Looking at the words "Maria Mental Hospital" on the white car body, the script supervisor turned to the director and said:

"Since they were together, the woman might also be mentally ill. Maybe they escaped from the mental hospital together."

"But how did that old man fly so high without any wires?"