Zhu Siru frowned when he saw this, without any hesitation. Then he clenched the sword in his jade hand and stabbed at the old woman with a sudden step. A strong spiritual energy gathered at the edge of the sword as he moved, and a dazzling green light shone in all directions.
Wherever the sword passed, the space seemed to be distorted.
The old woman, who was about to kill Ling Xiao, saw such a scene and couldn't help but feel defensive. She hit Ling Xiao on the chest with a palm and took advantage of the situation to take a few steps back to avoid the girl's sword thrust.
"Huh? This is..." The old woman narrowed her wrinkled eyes and stared at the sword in Zhu Siru's hand. Her gaze turned deep. She frowned, thinking that this girl would die with her by "the same life as heaven and earth".
Before the old woman could finish speaking, Zhu Siru took advantage of the victory to pursue him, kicked off his right foot, and stabbed the old woman with the sword again. As if the sword was flying, he stabbed in front of the old woman instantly, "I want to see if you have the ability to kill us."
Death place."
The old woman lunged with her legs, dust and smoke were everywhere under her feet, and the stone ground cracked under her feet. Then she leaned back at a 45-degree angle, and the sword almost passed her face, but she was lucky enough to avoid it. Then she gathered spiritual energy in her palm and knocked away the spine of the sword.
He wanted to hit the sword, but a bunch of long hair was cut off by the sword, "You girl, you are so cruel at such a young age."
Ling Xiaoben had adjusted his internal strength, but his body was in a lot of pain. He leaned on the wall and his clothes were soaked with sweat. He watched the old woman use her skills again, frowned and said to Zhu Siru: "Zhu Siru, be careful."
He moved his fingers, only to find that his hands were powerless, and the pain in his arms spread through every nerve in his body.
"Don't worry." After a brief reply, Zhu Siru's sharp edge stabbed the old woman again. The speed of the sword became faster and faster. The old woman learned a lesson, avoided it sideways, and took a step back.
"Hmph, the speed of the sword is getting faster and faster, but it still can't hit me, hahaha. Girl, let's see how long you can hold on." The old woman smiled and wrinkled her eyes. Although she said this,
However, he did not take the initiative to attack. He just avoided Zhu Siru's swift sword thrust and was temporarily held back by Zhu Siru.
Ling Xiao watched from the side and noticed that with each thrust of Zhu Siru's sword, his face seemed to be getting paler and paler, the blood was getting thinner, his tender lips had long been dry and white, and bursts of thick blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
"This...!" Ling Xiao suddenly shouted. Ling Xiao took a closer look and saw that although Zhu Siru's swords were getting faster and more powerful, they were at the expense of himself.
"Humph, did you just realize it now? Young man." The old woman said while dodging Zhu Siru's attack. She was distracted. Zhu Siru took the opportunity to swipe his sword, leaving a long and shallow wound on the old woman's body with a perfect arc.
He quickly took a few steps back.
"Humph, I'm really distracted." He touched the scratched wound and said disdainfully, thinking to himself that it was lucky that it was only a slight scratch, otherwise the old lady would not want to die in this cave with this girl.
Ling Xiao watched the fight between Zhu Siru and the old woman, and thought that this kind of move that hurts the enemy by one thousand and hurts oneself by eight hundred must not last long, and Zhu Siru is from a girl's family. Looking at Zhu Siru's increasingly pale face, Ling Xiao also wanted to
He wanted to help, but the pain from the wound on his hand stimulated every nerve. Now that he was in such a state, stepping forward would only increase Zhu Siru's troubles and put Ling Xiao in a dilemma. He could only watch Zhu Siru fight with the old woman alone.
It could be seen that Zhu Siru had the upper hand, and the old woman was getting more and more difficult to deal with, but she still said gloomily: "Little girl, you didn't run away when you had the chance, now you just wait to die."
Zhu Siru sneered, and there was a drop of sweat on her forehead. She chuckled and said: "No one is sure who will die now, so there is no need to talk nonsense."
The old woman counterattacked and defended, and was retreating steadily. She thought to herself, this little girl is really tough, and it would be really not easy to capture her. Zhu Siru's sword moves were fierce, and he attacked the old woman's vital points fiercely, which made the old woman feel a little bit.
Difficult.
The old woman saw the blood on Zhu Siru's face getting lighter and lighter, and said with a smile, if you continue to waste like this, I'm afraid you won't be able to protect yourself. The old woman wanted to win by delaying, and immediately backed away quickly, "I want to take a look, you
ability.”
Zhu Siru knew in his heart that if he went on like this, not to mention killing the old woman, he was afraid something would happen to him before the old woman died. The sword rotated rapidly in the air, as soft as a rainbow, and the sword light spread out.
The old woman was caught off guard and used her inner strength, only to find that Zhu Siru's sword was approaching like lightning, and her body turned and floated through the air.
"Are you afraid?" Zhu Siru's eyes were full of coldness, and there was a blood-stained sweat bead deep on her head. Her sword was as fast as the wind, cutting off the airflow.
Zhu Siru stabbed out several swords in succession, but only scratched the old woman's clothes. "If you are really that capable, why bother running away?"
"If I don't have the ability, you will do anything to live as long as heaven and earth. Girl, don't say that my old woman didn't remind you that if you do this, you will only hurt yourself, but you may not be able to kill me." The old woman saw Zhu Siru's sword shaking.
It became a phantom, unreal, and it was impossible to tell where the sword was and where the shadow was.
If you risk yourself going in for the treasure, it's really not worth it. A gleam flashed in the old woman's eyes, and she wanted to escape. But she also knew that she couldn't escape from the cave, so she could only delay.
The old woman's clothes were in tatters after being pierced by the sword, and strips of cloth were flying in the air.
Zhu Siru saw that he was only three steps away from her, and he could stab her with one more sword. She was unprepared now, and it would be easy for him to stab her. Zhu Siru let out a clear cry, and pointed his sword at the old woman's back.
Stab in the back, "Suffer death."
At this time, the old woman suddenly floated to the side like a leaf blown by the wind, gently without any weight. When Zhu Siru saw that the situation was abnormal, he became alert and immediately sheathed his sword and wanted to retreat. But he was still a little slow.
As the old woman floated away, a black cloud flew towards her. Zhu Siru screamed something bad and immediately flew back. But it was too late.
Black clouds enveloped Zhu Siru. Zhu Siru's vision went dark and he fell to the ground. The old woman turned around and sneered: "Little girl, you still dare to fight me. You have only lived a few years. You have been poisoned by me. You
He will die soon."
Anger burst out from Zhu Siru's eyes, but she was blinded by the black smoke. She held the sword tightly and stabbed at the old woman randomly. The old woman took advantage of the smoke to disappear, and Zhu Siru only pierced the air. This
At that time, the old woman's hoarse voice sounded behind her: "Little girl, go to hell."
Zhu Siru did not turn around, he concentrated all his internal strength, let go of the sword, and a white light passed through the air, piercing the old woman's body, and blood slowly dripped down her body.
"You...you..." Blood dripped from the old woman's belly, but a smile appeared on her lips, and the wrinkles on her face gathered together, "You...can't survive..."
At the same time, in a hall thousands of miles away, a jade pendant hanging on a rack shook and broke into pieces. The clicking sound woke up the young man who was sleeping soundly in front of the rack.
The old woman fell to the ground, her blood flowing continuously. Ling Xiao saw Zhu Siru's body falling lightly, and hurriedly walked forward and took Zhu Siru into his arms. His heart was filled with emotion. This woman actually spent her life for herself.
, he looked at Zhu Siru's pale face and weak breathing, and said softly, "What do you think, Zhu Siru?"
But she saw a trace of blood dripping from Zhu Siru's mouth. The smile on her lips was invisible. She looked at Ling Xiao's face and shook her head, "No... no... it doesn't matter."
He said this casually, but his face was pale, obviously something was wrong.
Ling Xiao wiped the blood from Zhu Siru's lips. Zhu Siru's eyelashes flickered slightly, and his lips seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.
"Hey...how can it not be in the way?" Looking at Zhu Siru being held in his arms, Ling Xiao couldn't help but take a deep breath, stretched out his hand to scratch his eyebrows, and had a troubled expression on his face.
"Master Ling Xiao... I feel so uncomfortable..." Looking at Ling Xiao with slightly confused eyes, Zhu Siru moved his lips with some difficulty and said with some difficulty.
"Stop talking for now, save some energy..." Looking at the pale Zhu Siru again, Ling Xiao smiled faintly, and took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms behind him.
The small porcelain bottle in Ling Xiao's hand was turquoise in color. The workmanship of the small porcelain bottle was extremely exquisite. When Ling Xiao took possession of the porcelain bottle, he felt a gentleness. The seemingly gentle coolness came from the small porcelain bottle and penetrated directly into it.
It entered Ling Xiao's body and nourished Ling Xiao's blood.
"Huh..." Looking at the small porcelain bottle in his hand, Ling Xiao exhaled lightly, and the arc at the corner of his mouth seemed to be raised again.
"I've been hiding this elixir for a long time. I didn't expect it to be used today, but I think it's a reward for you! You saved me this time." Holding the small porcelain bottle in his hand, Ling Xiao looked back again.
He glanced at the pale Zhu Siru lying in his arms.
This was a reserve of elixirs that I had never used before, so it would be perfect to use it now to save my life.
After staying for a moment, Ling Xiao still didn't hesitate at all. He casually opened the lid of the exquisite small porcelain bottle and shook out the elixir that exuded a gentle gas.
The elixir rolled out of the bottle was red in color and exuded a cold air that was visible to the naked eye. The elixir was not big, but the power contained in the round elixir was surprisingly large.
"Come on, eat it..." After holding the elixir in his hand for a moment, Ling Xiao put the elixir in his hand to Zhu Siru's mouth, and there was a gentle arc on the corner of his mouth.
"Well..." After listening to Ling Xiao's words, Zhu Siru, who was almost passed out, nodded with some difficulty. After agreeing, he swallowed the pill handed over by Ling Xiao.
"Gu..." Listening to the sound of Zhu Siru swallowing the pill, Ling Xiao nodded with satisfaction, then helped the pale-faced Zhu Siru up and sat cross-legged on the ground.
Ling Xiao also sat cross-legged in front of Zhu Siru, took Zhu Siru's hand, looked at Zhu Siru who seemed to be in pain in front of him, Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, and then took Zhu Siru's hand to help Zhu Siru.
Pulse number.
Looking at Zhu Siru's arms as white and as tender as green onions, Ling Xiao's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and the expression on his face became more and more weird. "How could this happen? Three Yin Juemei... turned out to be Three Yin Juemei..."
After taking Zhu Siru's pulse, the expression on Ling Xiao's face finally settled down and turned into complete astonishment. He looked at Zhu Siru with his eyes slightly closed and murmured to himself: "How could this Three Yin Jue Pulse appear in her body?"
?this……"
The Three Yin Absolute Meridians are blood vessels that only appear once in a thousand years. People with this kind of veins will not survive because their pulse conditions are extremely cold.
According to this pulse condition, Zhu Siru must have been using elixirs since he was a child to grow to such an old age. However, judging from this pulse condition, Ling Xiao felt a chill in his heart.
If the current situation continues, Zhu Siru's lifespan will only be five years.