Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty Seven
"Master, where is Mr. Jing?"
At this time, I was still thinking of Jingzhao's Yueting, and I couldn't help but stare at the ancestor and ask.
Of course, caring about Jing Zhao is one thing;
Wondering whether Jing Zhao might also fall into this is another aspect;
Anyway, he hopes Jing Zhao is here!
First, several people can be neatly together and take care of each other;
Secondly, there is no need to waste time and energy looking for someone again;
All in all, we don’t necessarily share the blessings, but we must share the hardships!
"About here too!"
After pondering for a while, the ancestor replied coldly. His tone was not much different from usual, but if you listen carefully, you can easily hear the heavy meaning.
Also, falling into this strange place without any precautions and without any emotional changes is really abnormal!
"Be careful."
The ancestor noticed a slight movement under his feet and warned the four people behind him very seriously.
"yes--"
The four people behind were on guard, being extremely careful and not forgetting to answer the ancestor in unison.
At this time, Chen Qiong, who was behind, also noticed the strange movement under his feet. He looked serious and was on guard. While walking forward, he held the golden flash rope tightly in his hand, ready to attack at any time.
Xingcheng, Hanbing, and Yueting, who were walking between the ancestor and Chen Qiong, also felt something the same, and they were all on guard with their contracted weapons.
"roar……"
Suddenly, with a deafening roar, the 'road' under their feet began to shake violently, as if they were about to be thrown out.
The sudden turn of events caught several people off guard. Even the ancestor had a solemn look on his face. Fortunately, he was high in cultivation, so he didn't look embarrassed.
However, the other four people except her were a little pitiful. They were jumping up and down, dizzy, and had no countermeasures.
"pay close attention--"
At the right time, Chen Qiong, who was barely able to stand still, threw out the golden rope in his hand and tightly wrapped it around the waists of Xingcheng, Han Bing, and Yueting in front of him, causing the three people who were jumping up and down to stand firmly on the ground.
"Follow me, don't get lost!"
At this time, the solemn-looking ancestor was also a little angry. He exuded a powerful aura, and his fair and beautiful little face steadily opened the way with unprecedented coldness. He did not forget to remind the four people behind him loudly.
But, she didn't look back!
"yes……"
The four people behind were so frightened that every hair on their bodies stood on guard, and they did not forget to answer the ancestor respectfully.
I don’t know if it was the ancestor’s powerful aura that played a role;
Or maybe the thing playing tricks on them has lost interest in playing;
At this time, everything suddenly calmed down, and everything just seemed like an illusion!
Even so, the aura around the ancestor's body was even more frightening, and he was extremely sure that something was deliberately playing tricks on them.
Thinking about this, my ancestor’s beautiful little face can no longer be described as scary.
Those normally calm, bright and mysterious eyes are now full of anger, giving people a feeling of destruction!
"snort!"
Immediately afterwards, a cold snort sounded, neither light nor serious, but extremely scary.
This cold snort made the four people behind Chen Qiong, Xingcheng, Han Bing, and Yueting tremble. They lowered their heads and held their breath, all in awe. They were very sure that the ancestor was angry!
Although they had never seen their ancestor truly angry, they felt somewhat fearful in their hearts. They did not dare to take a breath at this time and could only follow behind carefully.
"If you want to die, keep going wild!"
Then, the ancestor's cold and arrogant voice sounded again, and several people clearly felt their feet moving slightly, as if they were twitching slightly because of fear.
Suddenly, the surroundings were extremely quiet, and a glimmer of light flashed in the sky directly in front, as if to welcome their arrival and to guide them on the way.
The ancestor's beautiful and fair little face was filled with a bone-deep coldness, and without any hesitation he walked straight towards the dim light in front of him.
"Master..."
Xingcheng behind him couldn't help but shout out in worry, fearing that there was danger ahead.
However, the ancestor turned a deaf ear to his shouts, and walked straight ahead with firm steps and strong momentum.
Seeing this, Xingcheng, Han Bing, Yueting, and Chen Qiong behind them did not dare to say anything anymore. They were all on guard and followed closely behind the ancestor with weapons in hand.
When the five people walked three to five feet away from the beam of light, they clearly noticed that the space had become wider and the 'road' under their feet was much smoother. Even the surrounding 'walls' were glowing under the weak light.
In the dim light, everything was a little mysterious and unusual, making Xingcheng, Han Bing, Yueting and Chen Qiong behind them even more vigilant.
At this time, the ancestor stood under the glimmering light, looking up at the beautiful and serious little face hanging above his head, which was as big as a washbasin, white as rice paper with a faint yellowish luminescence.
He immediately became serious.
This made the four people behind her who were watching the change in her expression couldn't help but become nervous.
"Master...Master, what on earth is this?"
Holding a long sword in his hand, Yue Ting's heart was beating like thunder. He tightened his hands, swallowed secretly, and then looked at his ancestor carefully and asked.
"Master, is there something wrong?"
After Yueting asked, the ancestor did not answer, and Xingcheng, who was three to five steps away from her, couldn't help but ask.
After the two asked questions one after another, they saw that the ancestor had no reaction. He still looked up and stared at the luminous object above, and his expression became more solemn. This made the four people behind him aware of something unusual. They looked at each other and no one dared to do it again.
Open your mouth easily to disturb the ancestor.
In the huge mysterious cave, the ancestor raised his head and meditated. His hands hanging by his side shook lightly from time to time. As the slender arms swayed, Xingcheng, Hanbing, Yueting, and Chen Qiong behind him relaxed.
Take a breath.
"You are promising!"
After a long silence, when the necks of the four people behind him felt a little sore, the ancestor spoke.
Obviously, this does not refer to any one of the four of them.
Because, the ancestor changed from a posture with his head raised to standing sideways, and looked in front of him and spoke coldly, with a lot of sarcasm and ridicule in his tone.
Ancestor Lu Ran can actually be sarcastic and sarcastic?
Master and disciple Xingcheng, Han Bing, Yueting, Chen Qiong, who had been following her for a long time, couldn't help but become suspicious!
You must know that Patriarch Lu Ran is a god-like existence in the minds of monks. She has always been cold, noble and arrogant. Who could make her say such a "mean" thing?
The four people who were full of doubts but full of curiosity did not dare to say anything and stared at the direction touched by the ancestor's eyes without even daring to blink.
However, the four of them stared for a long time and found nothing on the right front.
Is there a sixth person here?
Could it be Jing Zhao?
Thinking of this, Xingcheng, Han Bing, and Yueting couldn't help but look sideways at Chen Qiong, who was on guard behind them.
Because the three of them did not notice the presence of anyone in front of them at all, let alone the familiar Jing Zhao!
So, they are confused!
I am scratching my heart and lungs, and I am extremely eager to know who the ancestor is talking to!
------Digression-----
Chapter completed!