Ms. High Risk Occupation

Chapter 114

Ning Zhao's heart trembled suddenly.

Dungeon, Ten Thousand Beasts' Cave, Broken Soul Bridge, it doesn't sound like a good place at first glance!

The cub's cultivation base is not as good as before. If it is really there, I'm afraid it will be... more ominous.

In an instant, a pale face approached her, and he blew lightly on her face.

It's fake Chu Yu again!
This time he didn't dodge, Ning Zhao's hand slapped him across the face.

Fake Chu Yu grabbed Ning Zhao's hand and wiped two handfuls of oil, which made Ning Zhao get goosebumps all over his body.

"Little Lotus Flower Essence, your hands are just like your face, white and soft, it really is 'hands are like catkins, skin is like creamy fat'..."

Ning Zhao wanted to pull his hand away from him, but he couldn't.

"open!"

"Black bear spirit, let go of the little lotus!"

Xuan Xiang hurried forward, punched and kicked the fake Chu Yu, trying to make him let go of Ning Zhao, but was kicked away by the fake Chu Yu.

Seeing the fake Chu Yu's face getting closer and closer to him, he almost wanted to post it.Ning Zhao thought for a moment, then gave the false Chu Yu a middle finger with his free hand, and exhaled fragrantly, "You XX!"

With a bang, a flash of purple lightning suddenly appeared in the pitch-black night sky. The lightning hovered behind the clouds for a moment, and then precisely struck Ning Zhao.

Before the fake Chu Yu could react, Lei Dian tacitly regarded him as Ning Zhao's companion, and chopped him off.

The fake Chu Yu and Ning Zhao both fell to the ground.

Xuan Xiang got up from the ground in a panic, and flew to Ning Zhao's side, looking at her scorched curly hair, charred little face, and tattered clothes, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Little lotus, little lotus, wake up!"

"Wake up, little lotus..."

Xuan Xiang tried hard to push Ning Zhao onto his back, he hiccupped and sobbed, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, I, I'll take you back to Hantian Lake."

"The old tortoise has lived for so many years and read so many books. I must, I must know how to save you."

"Woooooh, little lotus, hold on..."

It's just that his figure is too short, and Ning Zhao is almost twice his height, so he can't stand up.

Xuan Xiang was so anxious that she almost fell to the ground and lay dead with Ning Zhao.

Just when he was almost desperate, Ning Zhao who was lying on the ground silently raised a hand.

Ning Zhao: Help me up, I think I can still save it.

Xuanxiang jumped far away at once, and after realizing it, she quickly reached out to help Ning Zhao up, letting her sit on the ground leaning against her.

Ning Zhao patted his chest, coughed twice, exhaled a few mouthfuls of thick black smoke, and looked up at the sky.

The old man Tianlei really never relents.

Ning Zhao kicked the fake Chu Yu who was lying on the side, but he didn't respond at all, as if he had snapped off.

Ning Zhao kicked a few more viciously.

She rested for a while before recovering gradually.

Feeling that more than half of the veins in his body were broken, and there was an electric current flowing in his body along with the spiritual power, Ning Zhao swallowed silently.

Then it was full of joy.

Fortunately, her old friend Tianlei is strong enough, and it is not in vain that she has endured so many thunderstorms, her mental power and consciousness have been polished stronger, and she has the ability to resist stress.

Ning Zhao performed a dedusting formula on himself, supported Xuan Xiang to stand up, and kicked the fake Chu Yu who was coke on the outside and tender on the inside.

She took a step forward, first cast a fixing spell on fake Chu Yu with the little spiritual power in her body, and then reached out to touch his cheek.She would like to see what method this guy used to look exactly like Chu Yu, exactly.

The fake Chu Yu seems to have really turned his back.

Even though Ning Zhao kicked and kicked, and Xuan Xiang kicked and kicked, he still lay quietly on the ground without any movement.

Ning Zhao tore off a completely scorched and curled mask from the fake Chu Yu's face.

The face under the fake Chu Yu's mask was ordinary, a big pie face covered with deep and shallow pockmarks, two small eyes, an aquiline nose, two thick lips tightly closed, and two Thin and short eyebrows of very light color.

From the looks of the whole person, Chu Yu and Chu Yu are the same in the sky and the same underground. Obviously, Chu Yu is the one in the sky.

"Little Lotus, who is he?"

Xuan Xiang had never seen this person before, in his memory, Han Tianchi, Broken Arm Mountain, and the surrounding hills, there was no such person at all.

He knew that Ning Zhao had only transformed a few days ago, so he should be the same as him. He didn't know the real identity of this man, but he hesitated to ask.

Ning Zhao nodded and shook his head, "I don't know, but... Judging by his moves, he should be from the demon clan."

Even his spiritual power is black, what else can it be if it is not a demon?
Xuan Xiang groped around on the fake Chu Yu for a while, and found a black jade tablet.

He handed it to Ning Zhao, "Little lotus, look, what is this?"

Ning Zhao took the jade card, his expression froze.

I saw a large character written on the jade plate - Chen.

It's from the Chen family in Lincheng, Zhongzhou!
What the hell are they planning?
Ning Zhao put the jade tablet away, pulled Xuan Xiang aside, stretched out his hand and drew a fire-controlling spell in the void, and the spell fell on the false Chu Yu.

Soon, the fake Chu Yu's body gradually disappeared into the fire, leaving only a little ashes.

"Cuckoo-"

Thousands of miles away in Lincheng, an old servant knocked on the closed door of the study with a lantern, "Patriarch, it's dawn."

The Patriarch of the Chen Family, Chen Jingtao, slowly opened his cloudy eyes, and his eyes gradually focused on the fate tablet placed in front of the desk.

The fate tablet engraved with the word "Chen Song" has been broken into two halves.

Silently, he stretched out his hand and crushed the fate card, strode out, opened the study door, and exchanged glances with the old servant standing at the door holding a lantern.

"Uncle Bai, I'm sorry."

As Chen Jingtao said, he was about to kneel down on the spot.

The old servant hastily dropped the lantern, supported Chen Jingtao, and stopped his next move.

He helped Chen Jingtao up, his hands still on Chen Jingtao's arms.

Uncle Bai's eyes were slightly red, he shook his head, and murmured: "It's not your fault, Patriarch."

"A Song has always been a braggart, and he volunteered to go on this mission."

Chen Jingtao's cloudy eyes burst out with a little light, and his voice trembled uncontrollably, "But Ah Song is dead, I was the one who killed him! If it wasn't for my promise, the success of this mission will get the elder In this position, how could Ah Song go—"

Uncle Bai still just shook his head, and the light in his eyes suddenly disappeared, "A Song is going there by himself, Jingtao, it's not your fault."

"A Song, no one knows better than me."

"He has always been like this. He is always worried about whether he can be the first. He always feels that others will look down on him because of his ugly appearance. He is always afraid that others will take away his credit. He thinks too much..."

When it was dawn, Uncle Bai slowly bent down to pick up the lantern, and blew out the candles in it in one breath.

"So, he only considers what he will get if the mission succeeds, and never considers the consequences of mission failure."

"I should have taught him these things..."

　Can't sleep in the morning, code a chapter first

　　
　
(End of this chapter)