I am rich in the fairy world

All were arrested.

This was a huge blow to Emperor Ling.

He always believed that he was the wisest among Hu Qing's spirits. In fact, after going through so many hardships and long journeys, everyone really regarded him as a think tank and respected his opinions.

This made the emperor very proud.

Who could have thought that such a brilliant life would end up in his own home.

They've all arrived at Lingyun, and settled down in Lingyun. Bang, they've fallen into a trap.

At this moment, of course he could figure out who had the problem, but the problem was: if he hadn't fallen into the trap, he wouldn't have been able to tell that there was something wrong with that person.

What does this mean?
It means that others are better than him!

Bai Wen used his mind to shout: "Lao Ling. Lao Ling? Lao Ling!"

The Emperor raised his head in dismay: "I'm sorry for you guys."

Everyone looked over and said, "Yes, that's right, you're sorry for us."

Emperor Ling: “.”

Is there no one to comfort him?

Everyone: Why should I comfort you? If I don't comfort you, will you commit suicide?

Bai Wen: "Lao Ling, please inform me gently."

The old emperor blushed: "Tell her, I have no face."

Everyone unanimously recommended Bai Wen to tell Hu Qing, because they all wanted to save face, but Bai Wen's mentality was not yet at the age where he needed to save face.

So Bai Wen happily called Hu Qing in his heart, and then told everyone in horror: "I can't sense Qing Qing! Does she not want us anymore?"

Everyone immediately went to try it, with sinking hearts.

Wuqing: "It's a formation. It's strange and it cuts off any connection between us and the outside world. Lao Ling, what kind of formation is this?"

Ling Huang said sullenly: "I don't know."

I saw it earlier, and I couldn't recognize it.

Lei Long: "It would be great if Xiaobu is here, he will definitely know him."

Kiss: "He can't leave Qingqing."

There was silence.

Wuqing: "Everyone protect yourselves. Wait for Qingqing to come."

Xue Sha was very impatient, but he remained obedient and did not move: "Aren't you going to come and see the people who harmed us?"

They could see inside the formation, but not outside. They didn't know whether it was day or night, indoors or outdoors.

After many days passed, someone finally approached the formation. When the formation was touched, the people inside saw the light of the formation fade away and the outside became clear. They discovered that the formation was in a hall with steps spiraling upwards. Standing outside the formation was a woman.

Her dark red hair was tied up high, with strands of hair falling down and brushing against her snow-white shoulders. Her seductive figure was wrapped in a thin and intricate dress. As she swayed as she walked on the edge of the formation, gorgeous red patterns bloomed on her snow-white skin, which was visible from time to time through the seams of her clothes.

That is the magic pattern.

The woman had snow-white cheeks, gorgeous features, and a pair of crimson eyes that were as alluring as gemstones.

She walked along the edge of the formation, admiring everyone with the eyes of admiring perfect prey, and said in a gentle mockery: "You are weapon spirits. I knew it the first time I saw you. Do you think you are hiding well?"

No one said anything. They had already fallen into this situation, which meant they had lost this round. Instead of wasting their breath, they might as well save their energy for a comeback.

They were too calm, which made the woman unhappy. She entangled her hair with her slender white fingers and said, "Aren't you curious about my identity?"

The weapon spirits were not curious. It was enough to know that she was the enemy they needed to kill. Her other identities were not important. She did not see fear, anger or begging on the face of her prey as before, which greatly reduced the joy of the woman's victory. Her face turned cold and her voice became low and cold: "Don't talk. Do you want to save energy and escape? Dream on. This formation is specially designed to deal with weapon spirits with my great efforts. You guys, just stay here and be the nourishment for my baby."

After she finished speaking, she waited for a while, and seeing that everyone in the formation was still silent and ignoring her, the woman snorted and stomped her feet, swinging the hem of her skirt with a wide amplitude, and the red flowers growing on her legs seemed to come alive and bloomed in the darkness.

After the woman left, the spirits remained motionless until they were sure that she was really gone and would not appear again.

"Lao Ling, who is she?"

Ling Huang was still immersed in the huge blow and couldn't regain his confidence for a while: "I don't know, why don't you ask?"

Everyone: "What do you mean? You are the smartest, if you don't ask, who will?"

"That's right, I thought you knew that's why I didn't ask."

Emperor Ling pondered for a moment and came to his senses: "You keep letting me make decisions because I'm smart, right?"

Everyone: "Nonsense, using your brain is your specialty."

Emperor Ling: "Do you let me make the decision because you trust me, or do you let me make the decision because you are too lazy to use your brain?"

No one else said anything. Xue Sha asked, "What's the difference?"

Bai Wen: "Of course it's because you're smart."

The two of them didn't know the key points, so Ling Huang ignored them and asked them by name: "Wuqing, Leilong, Gouwen, you guys tell me."

Gouwen was irritable: "What the hell, get us out of here first."

Lei Long: "I haven't thought about it until you ask me. I need to think about it carefully."

Wuqing: "Life is full of suffering, why bother yourself with troubles?"

He consoled her: "Those who are capable should do more work."

The emperor was devastated. He thought he was in charge of them, but it turned out that they were just treating him like slaves.

Wuqing: "When your life is at stake, don't worry about your dignity. Think about it carefully. Why don't I recognize this formation at all?"

Ling Huang said weakly: "If I knew you, I would have said it earlier. Do I think we are trapped? Obviously, this formation is specifically designed to target weapon spirits."

Wuqing: "Are you targeting the weapon spirit or the spirit body?"

"Weapon spirits." Ling Huang raised his head and looked at everyone with a complicated look in his eyes. He said in his mind, "Only targeting weapon spirits. A big deal. Although I remember that there are people who specialize in hunting weapon spirits, this formation is indeed very unfamiliar. That woman is definitely not simple."

Wuqing agreed: "She must not be the person she claims to be. The first time I saw her, I sensed that she was not a prey I could kill."

The Heartless Silk can kill all sentient beings, provided that its cultivation level is not higher than that of the Heartless Silk. If it has the blessing of Hu Qing, it can still try harder.

Therefore, Wuqing couldn't kill that woman. Either her cultivation was higher than Wuqing's, or she was not a sentimental person.

Wuqing couldn't tell which situation it was. The woman seemed to be covered with a thick veil, making it impossible to see her clearly.

Gouwen: "The red flowers on her body are the lover's flowers of the netherworld. That flower has a magical effect, it can tie two souls together. Guess who is tied to her soul?"

You can't guess this out of thin air.

Wuqing: "Then she should be a person with feelings. So, her cultivation is higher than mine?"

Some people don't want to believe it, but——

"I wonder if Qingqing has made another breakthrough. Level 5 is really a bit low."

Everyone looked at each other and sighed at the same time. This is the bad thing about weapon spirits. How much they can grow and how much they can exert their strength depends entirely on the ability of the weapon master. Hu Qing is of course big, but she has always relied on herself. She has always let them run free. They ran out this time, perhaps with the idea of ​​training and improving themselves. I don't know whether it is fortunate or unfortunate to follow a weapon master like Hu Qing. If it were someone else, any of them would have been able to kill people with their weapons. But then again, with others, they wouldn't have such freedom as they have now.

Alas, it is difficult to have both. (End of this chapter)