Yellow Springs Inn (Bai Fan) Chapter 13: Stay Crisis

Seeing that he was free from the shackles of those powders, Qinghong quickly jumped up from the ground.

The moment he jumped up, the sound of jingling bells rang again.

This time Qinghong was already mentally prepared, so the moment he heard the bell, he immediately followed the sound, and finally his eyes fell on his belly pocket.

By the way!

It's the soul-destroying bell!

The thing that rang the bell just now was the soul-stirring bell that the Wulong King gave him earlier!

Unexpectedly, this dementing bell has such a miraculous effect.

Zhu Qinghong grinned happily, and then raised his eyes to see that the woman in red in front of her had already raised her palms high and slapped Wulong King fiercely on the back.

"Stop!"

Seeing this, Qinghong hurriedly ran forward with all his strength, the mahogany sword in his hand was released at the right time, and at the moment when the palms of the woman in red were about to hit the Wulong King, he ruthlessly aimed at those palms like ghost claws Chopped over.

The woman in red was already on the verge of success, but Cheng Yaojin was unexpectedly killed halfway.

In order to prevent her palms from being injured by the mahogany sword, the woman in red had no choice but to abandon the attack on the Wulong King, and her body straightened back, avoiding Qinghong's sure-kill blow.

After standing still, he took a closer look, only to find that Zhu Qinghong was standing behind the Wulong King like a normal person, completely unaffected by those powders.

"Are you not poisoned?" The woman in red looked at Qinghong coldly and asked in surprise.

"You must be very disappointed."

While talking, Qinghong took out the soul-destroying bell from his pocket, and smiled triumphantly: "Thanks to the help of this soul-destroying bell, otherwise I would have really fallen into the way of you, a witch!"

"Huh."

The woman in red snorted angrily, and threatened with a gloomy expression: "Zhu Qinghong, I never thought that old thief Wu would tell you all about the guy who eats."

"Today you have the soul-destroying bell to help you, so I won't argue with you."

"But don't get complacent too early. Although the old thief Wu escaped unharmed today, he will not be so lucky in the future."

"What else do you want?" Qinghong asked anxiously.

"How is it?"

"Hey."

The woman in red smiled, her pale face flashed a stern look under the candlelight, and then she glanced at the back of the Wulong King with her eyes of hatred, and suddenly she jumped back with a flat figure, quickly He escaped from the hall and disappeared into the bewildered night.

Hoo...

Qinghong let out a breath of luck, and immediately sat down on the ground.

As soon as the woman in red left, his tense nerves instantly relaxed. Without the support of his body, he naturally became a little exhausted.

Fortunately, this crisis was finally overcome by him.

However, recalling the situation just now, Qinghong still felt a little lingering fear.

The ghost-like movement of the woman in red, and the scene where she didn't even leave blood after being stabbed, became Qinghong's nightmare.

Of course, after the conversation just now, Qinghong can also preliminarily conclude that this woman is not a ghost at all, but a living person.

It's just that this person may be a little different from ordinary people.

"Qinghong..."

At this time, Wulong King's slightly weak voice suddenly came from behind.

Hearing the words, Qinghong hurriedly stood up from the ground, and then walked in front of the Wulong King with a little weakness in his legs.

As far as the eyes could see, one could clearly see the slightly weak face of the Wulong King, as well as the cold sweat that kept breaking out from his forehead.

But at this time, his previously closed eyes have been opened, but the sharp divine light is no longer in the eyes.

But to Qinghong's delight, Ma San's complexion had completely recovered to its rosy color, and her body did not tremble at all. At this moment, she was quietly leaning on the grand teacher's chair, like a person who was deeply asleep.

"Grandpa Wu, are you okay?" Qinghong stepped forward to support Wu Longwang, and then helped him to sit on the grand master's chair on the left.

"I'm fine."

Wu Longwang waved his hand lightly, then picked up the teacup on the table and drank it down in one gulp.

After drinking the water, the Wulong King's complexion improved a lot. At this moment, he looked around and praised rationally: "Qinghong, your performance was very good just now, I am very pleased."

"Unexpectedly, you can stand alone at such a young age. You are really a rare talent."

"Zhu Bianque can be regarded as a successor!"

"Hey."

Qinghong scratched his head in embarrassment, and said with a wry smile: "Grandpa Wu, please stop laughing at me."

"If it wasn't for your soul-destroying bell that saved my life just now, I'm afraid I would have been killed by the woman in red by now."

"But then again, this dementing bell is really a good thing!"

As he spoke, he took out the soul-destroying bell from his pocket, and handed it to the Wulong King respectfully, apparently intending to return it to its original owner.

"No no no."

The Wulong King did not reach out to greet him as expected, but waved his hand and said: "Qinghong, since this dementing bell has been given to you~IndoMTL.com~, it is yours The magic weapon is gone, so there is no need to return it to me."

"What's more, it doesn't matter if I have reached my level of practice or not."

"It's you, you are still young, and it is a great help to have the soul-destroying bell."

"So this soul-destroying bell, just accept it, and treat it as my repayment for your help tonight, how about it?"

"This..."

Zhu Qinghong felt a little hesitant in his heart, thinking about such an important magic weapon, how could he accept it easily?

But then again, this soul-destroying bell is indeed a good thing. If you can keep it by your side, then you will have a better chance of winning when you face ghosts and ghosts in the future.

After reading it, he could only nod his head in embarrassment and said, "Grandpa Wu, since you are so generous, then I will accept it?"

"Accept it, the gift from the elder, it is irresistible, this is what you deserve!" The Wulong King responded with a look of satisfaction.

Seeing that the Wulong King didn't have any objections, Qinghong put the soul-destroying bell back into his pocket.

Then he glanced at Ma San next to him, and asked curiously, "Ma San should be fine, right?"

"It's okay."

The Wulong King responded with a heartfelt heart: "This kid is lucky, he met me, the Wulong King, and now he has used the natal Gu to drive away the insanity Gu in his body."

"It's just that his body is still a little weak, so he hasn't woken up yet."

"Let Chen Luo take him back tomorrow, rest for ten and a half months, and he should be able to recover."

"But..."

Speaking of this, the Wulong King paused for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Qinghong, you must not mention to others that I have practiced the natal golden silkworm Gu, otherwise there will be endless disasters."