Evil Doctor Mad Wife: Gold Beast Master

Chapter 142 Meeting the Assassin Again
The night was as cool as water, and the silver moonlight poured down like mercury. Cang Yunwu sat on a rock in the garden.

She used her mental method to inhale the spiritual energy between heaven and earth into her body.

The spiritual energy enters the body, runs along the meridians, and when it reaches the dantian, the spiritual energy is blocked outside and cannot enter.

The spiritual energy crowded outside the dantian seemed to explode the meridians, no matter what Cang Yunwu did, it couldn't enter the dantian and transform it into soul power.

As soon as she vented her strength, the spiritual energy in her body spread out like a flood that opened the floodgate, and quickly escaped from her body.

Seeing the empty meridians in a blink of an eye, Cang Yunwu sighed heavily.

It still doesn't work, Dantian is like a pool of stagnant water, there is no movement at all.

She opened her eyes and saw a tall man standing below.

The silver moonlight shone on him, shining brightly, and even his long black hair seemed to have passed through a layer of light.

"If you want to leave, you should need time to prepare, and you don't have to follow me all the time."

Yan Jie frowned and looked at her: "It's useless for you to practice like this. The dantian is the foundation of cultivation. If the dantian is not cured, it will be useless no matter how much time you spend."

Cang Yunwu rolled her eyes: "Can you stop hitting people?"

Yan Jie looked up at the bright moon in the night sky and remained silent.

Cang Yunwu's crossed legs spread apart, casually resting on the rocks of the rockery, imitating him to look up at the sky.

There are very few stars tonight, all covered by clouds, only the moon sticking out its head tenaciously.

After coming to Tianqi Continent for several months, this is the first time for her to quietly watch the night sky and admire the moon.

She has been busy before, busy practicing, busy supplementing common sense, so busy that she has no time to calm down and simply see what the world is like.

The garden was quiet, only the sound of the wind and the rustling of leaves.

After an unknown amount of time, Cang Yunwu broke the silence: "I heard that the wound on Sun Yirou's face has begun to heal."

Her voice was very soft, and it drifted into Yan Jie's ears with the autumn wind.

He replied: "Yeah."

"If the holy water is really so effective, tell me, should I go to the Soul Palace to steal some?" Cang Yunwu asked half-jokingly, and then laughed, "I heard that the Soul Palace is as strong as an iron bucket. I'm afraid that if I don't find the holy water, I will become a soft-shelled turtle first."

There are so many masters in the Soul Palace, even if a saint sneaks in, it is not easy to get the whole body.

"Do you think there is any other way?" Cang Yunwu tilted his head and asked him.

Yan Jie frowned, "Maybe there is a way to try."

Cang Yunwu didn't think about what answer Yan Jie would give her, and couldn't help being taken aback when he heard his words, "Do you have a solution?"

"Ziyu, find Wannian Ziyu, maybe it can be cured." Yan Jie said.

"What is purple jade?" Cang Yunwu thought he was joking, but judging from his expression, it didn't look like he was joking.

"A high-grade holy herb, purple in color, as shiny as purple jade, hence the name Ziyu."

Cang Yunwu's eyes lit up when he heard it, but soon darkened: "Is it a rare thing?"

She is an alchemist and knows most of the herbs in the mainland. She has read all the spiritual plant records collected by the Cang family, and there is no purple jade mentioned by Yan Jie.

High-level holy grass is a rare thing.

"No matter what, there is finally another way, and the possibility of healing is increased." Cang Yunwu lowered his head and looked at him with a smile, "Thank you."

"I can only help you so much." Yan Jie said, "It's getting late, let's go back to the house and rest."

Cang Yunwu nodded, jumped off the rockery, and clapped his hands, "You don't have to guard outside my door tonight, Goshawk has been secretly protecting me, if there is a situation, his ability is enough to last until you come over."

She thought, she had to get used to the days without Yan Jie, or she would be even more unaccustomed to his sudden disappearance one day.

Yan Jie did not refuse, and the two separated when they arrived at Yunxiao Pavilion.

I don't know if there is more hope of healing, Cang Yunwu walks a lot easier.

Lie on the bed and soon sink into the fragrance of dreams.

Early the next morning, after eating, she went to cheer for Cang Yinghua and the others, and planned to go to the royal hunting ground with them.

Cang Feihong told her to wait for the news at home and refused to let her follow.

Cang Yunwu knew that he was afraid that he would hear some ridicule when he went. In fact, she really didn't take it to heart, but in order not to displease the old man, she finally agreed to stay at home.

Not long after the large army left, a group of assassins broke into Cang's house.

More than a dozen men in black flew in from the wall. They were agile and light as swallows, and jumped on the roof without being noticed.

It wasn't until Yunxiao Pavilion that he was discovered by alert guards.

"There are assassins! Catch the assassins! Protect the eldest lady!"

The man in black was so powerful that he swung his sword casually and cut off the trees in the yard.

They are all heavenly masters!

Cang Yunwu heard the voice in the room, frowned slightly, put down the book in her hand, picked up her whip instead, and walked to the door.

boom!
The door was knocked open, and a guard flew in backwards.

Cang Yunwu quickly dodged, and the guards flew by, and behind the guards, followed a black-clothed assassin holding a sword. The sword in the assassin's hand was straight at Cang Yunwu's neck.

Cang Yunwu threw out the whip in his hand.

"Keng!"

The sword slashed through the tough whip, sparking sparks.

The black-clothed assassin froze for a moment, then his eyes revealed a fierce look, and he pushed forward with his right arm holding the sword.

The sword wrapped in the whip stabbed directly at Cang Yunwu.

"Keng!"

Goshawk appeared and blocked the man in black's attack.

Cang Yunwu stepped back and handed over the battlefield to him.

"Cang Yifan, step back."

Half of the guards in her yard were hidden guards in disguise, that is to say, half of them were real guards, and they were no match for the men in black.

"Yes!" Cang Yifan agreed and told everyone to step aside.

In the courtyard, the dark guards posing as bodyguards fought with a dozen men in black.

The enemy was outnumbered, and soon another man in black broke through the encirclement and came to kill Cang Yunwu.

Cang Yunwu backed away, without soul power, she couldn't even use Jinghong Zhaoying, and she was vulnerable in front of heavenly masters.

Goshawk was entangled by two men in black and could not be separated.

Cang Yunwu's situation was extremely dangerous, she hid in a panic, her body bumped into the table, and after a moment of stagnation, she let out a low cry, turned around, grabbed the teapot on the table, and threw it at the black-clothed assassin.

The black-clothed assassin sneered and chopped the teapot in half with his sword.

Cang Yunwu took a teacup in each hand and threw it at them.

Dangdang!
The cup shattered in the air, and a fragment splashed onto Cang Yunwu's face, which was blocked by the back of her hand.

The back of the white and flawless hand was split instantly, and blood beads popped out.

Cang Yunwu gritted her teeth and held back, there was no place to throw the table, so she lifted the table, threw it at the two, and then quickly fled inside.

"Heh, small tricks!" said the face-faced assassin in a buzzing voice.

One of them kicked the flying tabletop, the tabletop didn't break, but flew upside down, hitting Cang Yunwu straight.

At the same time, the black-clothed assassin unleashed coercion, like a mountain pressing down on Cang Yunwu's head.

(End of this chapter)