Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 5728 Death
There were more and more beads of sweat, and the hands with the seal placed in front of her were also pale and trembling slightly.

Judging from the situation, Yu'er should have met Sanwu, and the souls of the two are fighting.

Yang Ruoqing didn't know where these two good people were fighting. It should be a place invisible to the naked eye, right?

Although you can't see it, the battle must be fierce.

Yu'er, you must hold on, if you can't do it, you can withdraw, we won't lose face.

She was cheering for Yu'er in her heart, Yang Ruoqing didn't dare to let go of her responsibilities for a moment, tonight, she, Luo Fengtang, Yu'er, the three of them had their own things to do, and now, she also wanted to hold on to her post!
The battle continued, and the sweat on Yu'er's face grew more and more. Several times, she seemed to be about to wake up.

Yang Ruoqing's heart was also hanging and hanging, and it was tightly pulled into a ball. Because of this, she also spread out her facial features more and more, keenly capturing any movement in the secret room.

A little bit of time passed, and a strange sound sounded.

hissing...

hissing...

A white snake, about as long as a shoulder pole and as thick as a rolling pin, swam over from the corner of the wall and approached the black lotus throne surrounded by seven-star lamps.

The bloody snake core was swallowed in the mouth, and a pair of small eyes shone with faint green light.

Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes, and between the snake's eyes, there was a thin smear of red in the middle of the snake's eyes, like a blood line.

This is very similar to the touch of red on the center of Sanwu's eyebrows, is it transformed by Sanwu's primordial spirit?
She didn't rush to take the sword, but pretended not to see the snake cruising out of the corner. When the snake passed through the seven-star lamp and was about to climb up to the black lotus throne, Yang Ruoqing suddenly stomped her foot.

"Crack..."

After the sound of a row of gears, the black lotus throne where Yu'er was sitting suddenly rose two or three feet away from the height inside. The floor under the white snake turned over with lightning speed, and the other side of the floor was densely packed like cow hair. of silver needles.

The white snake sensed that the situation was not good, turned around and ran away, surrounded by silver needles, the more it struggled, each silver needle pierced its scales deeper into its body.

The white snake made a painful sound, struggling in the mountain of needles, and twisted into a ball.

Yang Ruoqing pulled out the Mo Xie sword, and chopped off the snake's head with one blow.

The black air exploded, and the snake's head rolled to the side. The small green eyes stared at Yang Ruoqing resentfully, unwilling to die.

At the same time, in Sanwu's retreat room at the entrance of the village, Sanwu, who was sitting cross-legged on the futon, suddenly spit out a mouthful of black blood and fell to the ground.

"Master, how are you doing, Master?"

As San Wu's protector, Yang Yongxian rushed over to help San Wu up.

There was still a smear of black blood on the corner of Sanwu's mouth, and his face was extremely ugly, "No, my lord, I fell into their trap, and my soul was severely injured..."

"Quick, get my medicine!"

medicine?
Yang Yongxian froze for a moment, and then remembered the medicine that his master asked him to guard before the fight started.

The master told him that if anything happened to him, he should bring this bowl of medicine quickly.

Yang Yongxian hurriedly turned around to get the medicine on the small stool next to him, but before he could touch it, the medicine bowl exploded, and the medicine soup splashed all over the room.

Before Yang Yongxian realized what was going on, the sealed door was kicked open from the outside.

I saw Luo Fengtang entering the room holding a sword upside down, and the sword pointed directly at Sanwu on the futon.

"God stick, your time of death has arrived!"

(End of this chapter)