Miss Bao'er became anxious again: "I told you before that this dark force will corrode spiritual energy, are you deaf?"
"I just asked you to find a way to get out first and then call me, but you didn't listen. Who do you think you are?"
"Why do you, a mere cultivator of gods, want to resist the power of darkness? Do you think your cultivation is stronger than the power of the stars?"
"It's okay now. I'm surrounded. I can't get out even if I want to. That person is already in a state of arousal. Let me see what you do..."
Amidst Bao'er's endless scolding, Yan Yan finally stopped drawing the talisman on his hand.
She turned to look at Miss Bao'er, raised an eyebrow and asked, "After talking so much, do you have any ideas?"
Miss Bao'er was so angry that Yan Yan said, "I warned you just now, but you didn't listen. At this critical juncture, you and I are asking for a solution. I'm holding my shit to my death gate. Where can I find a solution?"
go!"
Yan Yan rolled his eyes: "Then shut up! Why are you forcing me if you have no other choice!"
"——!"
Miss Bao'er's eyes were so angry that she was so angry that her cheeks, which were pale and pale just now because of the injury, were flushed with anger. She looked healthier.
He stared at Yan Yan, unable to say a word.
Normally at such a dangerous juncture, Mrs. Huazhi should be trembling with fear, but when she saw the two girls bickering, she suddenly wanted to laugh.
Normally, no one would dare to talk to Miss Baoer like this. This little girl in red clothes didn't take Miss Baoer seriously.
She had noticed it when she rescued them last time. Not only was this little girl beautiful and capable, she was also a good talker, not inferior to Miss Bao'er at all.
This time the tip of the needle meets the awn.
"Zizi——"
The sound of the barrier being corroded sounded again, reminding several people that the crisis was imminent.
The flames on Yanyan's fingertips were shaking more and more violently, and were in danger of being extinguished at any time, and the black gas seeping into the barrier was getting thicker and thicker...
Yan Yan frowned and waved his hand, extinguishing the flames on his fingertips.
She said impatiently: "How long are you going to wait until you come out?"
Ji Mei was still praying intently.
Madam Huazhi looked confused and couldn't figure out who Yan Yan was talking to.
Miss Baoer looked thoughtful and thoughtful...
After Yan Yan said those words, the space was silent for a moment, and a clear and even sound of footsteps came from somewhere in the darkness.
Because the outside of the barrier has been completely occupied by dark forces, even if Mrs. Huazhi is an old plum spirit with hundreds of years of practice, she cannot see clearly who is coming through the thick dark forces.
The unknown terror made her nervous body tremble again.
Yan Yan sighed: "Come on, you old man can really keep his composure!"
In the darkness, a low and gentle man's voice came: "If you don't speak, how dare the little god show his face so easily?"
Hearing this voice and this tone, Miss Baoer opened her eyes wide in surprise and stared at Yan Yan in disbelief.
Yan Yan took out a round white ball from his body and threw it into the darkness:
"If I return this thing to you, you will be cleared. Hurry up and get rid of these black and useless things!"
"Gulu!"
There was a clear swallowing sound in the darkness, followed by a contented sigh.
"Sorry for your trouble, please wait a moment."
The voice was particularly polite, with obvious respect.
The shock on Miss Bao'er's face has calmed down.
She was thoughtful, staring at the scattered golden barrier around Yan Yan as if she thought of something, but there was still some disbelief in her eyes.
The voice in the darkness disappeared for a few breaths.
Aunt Huazhi heard that the other party was the rescuer invited by the little girl, and couldn't help but widen her eyes, staring curiously at the dark world.
She wanted to see what kind of powerful character this savior was, how he could come here calmly despite being surrounded by so much darkness without fear.
Then she saw a field of stars.
The dark world suddenly lit up with countless stars, just like the clear night sky in midsummer.
Those bright stars soon began to grow, each star was growing, and the bright starlight gradually squeezed away the darkness, and finally connected into a blazing white.
Darkness and stars are all swallowed up by boundless white.
The white light dissipated, and the sight returned to its original appearance.
At the door of the room, Mrs. Huazhi saw the hunchbacked waiter she met every day.
Madam Huazhi was a little surprised at first, then smiled gently, and bowed gratefully to the hunchbacked waiter.
The hunchbacked waiter smiled at her and nodded, walked up to Yan Yan, who was still sitting cross-legged, and bowed her head to the ground respectfully: "The little god is late to greet you."
His voice was low and gentle, which was completely inconsistent with his unremarkable appearance.
Yanyan already knew the identity of the hunchbacked waiter. But seeing that the other person was so respectful to him, Yanyan assumed that these words were addressed to Canghua in the Xumi realm.
She didn't find it strange and didn't say anything, and continued to draw the talisman on her hand.
Seeing Yan Yan's indifferent expression, the hunchbacked waiter didn't care at all. He just silently put away his courtesy and stood by quietly.
After the hunchbacked waiter appeared, Miss Baoer's mood had completely calmed down.
Her anxiety completely disappeared after the appearance of this inconspicuous hunchback waiter, and she seemed not to feel anything wrong with the interaction between Yan Yan and the hunchback waiter.
She just lowered her head, her eyes were a little dull, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
Those sticky dark powers, the hunchbacked waiter used some magic to completely dissipate them.
The room returned to its previous appearance, and even seemed quieter than before, because Ji Mei's never-ending prayer became particularly clear.
Huazhi didn't know how the hunchbacked waiter got here, but the presence of all the people in Luomei'an made her feel particularly at ease.
She no longer trembled because of fright, and had the energy to continue caring about Ji Meibian. But when she turned her eyes to Ji Meibian again, she was startled.
Ji Meibian is obviously much thinner than before. Although she was not fat before, her figure is well-proportioned and fleshy, making her the healthiest woman of her age.
But at this moment, she was hunched over, with her bulging back clearly showing the neatly arranged bones, and the veins clearly winding on the back of her hands lying on the ground. Her cheeks were sunken, protruding from her high cheekbones.
His bones were broken, his forehead was covered with veins, and he was so thin that he lost his appearance.
Aunt Huazhi has never seen a prayer person become so thin on the spot, as if his flesh and blood had been sucked away by a monster.
This isn't a prayer at all, it's simply a sacrifice of one's life.
But Ji Mei didn't seem to notice it. There was blood oozing out of her chapped lips, but she chanted the words at an extremely fast speed.
Aunt Huazhi felt very distressed and couldn't help but said in a low voice: "When will that god wake up? I think this child can't hold on any longer."
This time, Miss Baoer, who had always been rude to others, actually spoke: "She can't die before she's awakened."
Madam Huazhi breathed a sigh of relief.
The hunchbacked waiter added: "You probably won't survive after you wake up."