Yu Shu's chest was heaving, her breathing was a little heavy, and the anger in her eyes was still lingering.
When Wen Xuezhen met Yu Shu's black eyes that were like a cold pool, she felt a chill run down her spine.
Her face suddenly turned pale for a moment, and her lips moved slightly to say something.
But the next second, the ground beneath his feet suddenly collapsed.
The accident happened so suddenly that everyone fell into the ground unprepared.
The underground was extremely dark, and everyone fell heavily to the ground along with the gravel, and Yu Shu also fell in.
She looked up and saw that this place was dozens of feet away from the ground.
It would probably be very difficult to escape on your own, unless you have a magical weapon that can fly.
Thinking of this, Yu Shu frowned. She hadn't learned how to fly with a sword yet.
Not only Yu Shu thought of this, but others also thought of it.
"Damn it! I don't have time to play with you guys anymore. Give me my share of Golden Cloud Grass. I'm leaving!"
A tall and powerful casual cultivator with a beard and a tall and powerful figure was shouting.
A monk wearing a white shirt next to him crossed his arms and said coldly, "Even if I give it to you, can you leave?"
"That Feng Yin Jiao has made it clear that he doesn't want to let us go."
"We'd better return the golden cloud grass to it, otherwise it won't let us go." The monk's face was as pale as paper, his expression was timid, and he said timidly.
"What if that Feng Yin Jiao takes back the Golden Cloud Grass and then kills us all?" The monk in white shirt next to him replied angrily.
"I don't want golden cloud grass anymore, I just want to live!" His lips trembled and he looked a little excited.
The crowd started to make noise again, chattering and murmuring.
Yu Shu sighed and frowned slightly, feeling quite helpless when she saw them like this.
Feng Yin Jiao was nearby, but they actually had the heart to quarrel.
Suddenly Shen Yang made a sound, and the whole scene became quiet. She said, "So, who is Golden Cloud Grass?"
Now the noisy group suddenly stopped talking.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, no one knew who was holding the Golden Cloud Grass.
Or maybe the person holding the golden cloud grass wants to secretly remove the golden cloud grass.
Shen Yang frowned lightly. When she was trying to get the Golden Cloud Grass again, she was only focused on fighting with the Feng Yin Jiao and didn't pay attention to who picked the Golden Cloud Grass for the moment.
Cen Yue's eyes darkened for a moment, his eyes swept across everyone's faces, and finally stopped on Wen Xuezui's face.
He smiled and said, "Girl, aren't you still talking?"
Everyone looked at Wen Xuezui, and Yu Shu raised her eyebrows when she saw this, as if she was watching a good show.
Wen Xuezhen pursed her lips and lowered her eyebrows, showing an innocent look. Seeing that she could no longer hide it, she took out the Golden Cloud Grass from her Qiankun Ring.
"The situation was chaotic, and Xue Yu accidentally picked one."
Wen Xuezhen didn't say it was okay, but after describing the whole scene, it was like a pot was blown.
"One plant?! How can so many people separate them?" "Then aren't our lives in vain?!"
With a few words left and right, everyone almost forgot about the existence of Feng Yin Jiao.
As soon as the golden cloud grass was taken out, Feng Yin Jiao came directly after hearing the news.
Yu Shu looked at Wen Xuezui and narrowed her eyes. Why did she feel that Wen Xuezui took it out on purpose?
"The Wind Silver Dragon is coming!!" Someone in the crowd shouted at the top of his lungs.
Yu Shu raised her head and looked towards the entrance of the cave. The huge dragon head swooped down.
"Hurry up and set up the formation!!" Shen Yang was the first to react, with horror in her eyes as she shouted sternly.
The disciples of Shanyue Feng also understood that this was an extraordinary opportunity. They saw their feet swivel and move, and each took a position, holding the same sword style in their hands.
Shen Yang stood in the center of them, speaking plausibly, flipping his wrists, and making each move look pleasing to the eye.
They swung their swords in unison, their spiritual power concentrated on the sword tips, and instantly a sword array glowing with golden light suddenly appeared above their heads.
Yu Shu's eyes widened slightly when she saw it. This sword formation had the effect of one plus one greater than two. It gathered everyone's spiritual power and exerted a doubled effect.
The golden light sword array hung above everyone's heads, blocking the dragon's breath sprayed by the wind and silver dragon.
Feng Yinjiao's vertical pupils narrowed slightly, his beard swaying, and he stopped for a while in front of the sword formation, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Its body moved slightly, and just when everyone thought it was about to attack, the Wind Silver Dragon somehow shook its body and withdrew again.
In the blink of an eye, the Wind Silver Dragon disappeared before his eyes.
"What's going on?" "Feng Yin Jiao ran away?"
Shen Yang frowned, her eyes a little confused. She looked at Yu Shu, and their eyes met.
Yu Shu shook her head slightly and said in a deep voice, "I'm not leaving, I'm still nearby."
However, the Feng Yin Jiao could attack directly, so why did he leave? Yu Shu muttered in her heart, unable to find a clue.
The crowd over there was even more confused and started arguing again about how to divide the golden cloud grass.
A person suddenly appeared above everyone.
The black figure shouted down below, "Ah, so it's a girl? Why are you down there, girl?"
When Yu Shu heard the voice, she felt it was very familiar. Before she could think about it, the dark figure jumped down.
"Get out of the way!!!"
Following the shout, a figure suddenly hit Yu Shu next to him, stirring up a burst of choking dust.
Yu Shu frowned, looking disgusted, and raised her hand in front of her face.
When the dust settled, the figure finally revealed its original appearance.
With a sickly white complexion and a smile that looks like a tattoo on his face, is this person Bai Luochen?!
"Why are you here?" Yu Shu was startled for a moment and said in shock.
Bai Luochen bared his teeth and patted the dust on his body, "I just passed by here and saw a big pit here. When I looked down, I saw a girl."
Yu Shu's eyes were full of disbelief, her brows knitted together, "Then why did you jump down?!"
Bai Luochen's smile froze. He was stunned for a moment, and then said stupidly, "I couldn't help myself when I saw the girl. I thought she was hunting for treasure down there."
"Who knew...the girl was trapped here."
As he spoke, Bai Luochen scratched his head and smiled apologetically.
After Yu Shu listened, a complicated light flashed in her eyes. As soon as Feng Yinjiao left, Bai Luochen came? Is it really such a coincidence?
She lowered her eyes and didn't answer.
When everyone saw a person falling from the top, they were quiet for a moment, but soon began to argue about the allocation of Golden Cloud Grass.
The disciples at Shanyue Feng were the loudest.
"Are you kidding me? We have contributed the most, so this Golden Cloud Grass should be given to us!"
"That's right! If it weren't for our Junior Sister Shen Yang, you would have died long ago. How dare you bark here!"
Watching everyone arguing, Wen Xuezui, who was holding the Golden Cloud Grass, remained silent.
Yu Shu immediately noticed something strange. This shouldn't be Wen Xuezui's style.
Soon someone spoke up to answer Yu Shu's doubts.
Cen Yue looked at Wen Xuezhen with sharp eyes and said in a cold voice, "Does the girl only have one? How do I remember that the girl picked three plants?" This chapter has been completed!