activa-t Chapter 205 Want to know what's going on in his head
Chapter 205 Want to know what's going on in his head
The two cried out in unison, "Wait for me, Princess!"
Zhongli Yueluo didn't turn her head and walked straight ahead alone.
The two followed closely and stood on his left and right, but there were no further intimate gestures.
Seeing that the fog in the distance had not dissipated, they frowned again.
The strange fragrance still lingered in the air, but their minds became increasingly clear.
"I wonder if Feng Ling and Yu Huan have found them yet."
Zhongli Yueluo spoke to herself, while the two beside her nodded and looked around.
I stopped and listened carefully to the sounds around me. It was eerily quiet; not even a bird chirped.
Zhongli Yueluo was straightforward and blunt, simply shouting at the top of her lungs, "Yu Huan! Yu Huan!"
As a result, they placed their hands, one on top of the other, on her mouth. Su Fengjun and Yan Ruoyu exchanged a glance, and neither of them let go.
"What are you two doing? This is the fastest way!" Zhongli Yueluo stammered, unable to explain clearly.
"The enemy is in the dark, while we are in the light. We don't know what other tricks they will play."
Then, the two men slowly removed their hands from her mouth.
She looked at the two of them, whose faces flushed red, and then they turned away awkwardly.
Pretending to be very busy, he searched through the fog, trying to find Yin Yi and the others.
"The fog is thick, so it's not advisable for us to split up. It's better for the three of us to stay together."
Yan Ruoyu stood there and spoke, then stretched out her hand, and Su Fengjun also stretched out his hand.
Zhongli Yueluo looked on, realizing that choosing either option would be a mistake, and then took out a red rope from her spatial storage.
"The three of us are holding onto the rope, so we won't get separated."
This also avoided the awkwardness of her having to choose between them; she didn't choose either of them, which made them happier.
She was holding one red rope, which was tied around her waist in the middle, making her look particularly strange.
Fortunately, the rope is long enough, otherwise it would have been really difficult to walk.
He Yuhuan and Su Fengling searched through the fog, and with He Yuhuan's keen sense of smell, they finally determined a direction.
"White Hair seems to be over here."
"Hmm." He scratched his head and unconsciously followed He Yuhuan.
He looked back again, wondering how his brother Yan Ruoyu was doing.
Fortunately, Zhongli Yueluo and He Yuhuan still had some emotional bond, and they continued to move forward in that direction.
But when they arrived, they witnessed what happened next.
He could be holding a hammer high, about to smash it into Yin Yi's face.
"Stop! Yu Huan!"
Upon seeing this, Zhongli Yueluo shouted and took two steps forward, but was pulled back by the rope behind her.
She almost lost her balance and fell flat on her face, but Su Fengling reacted quickly and caught her.
"Sister, how could you be so careless?"
Then I noticed the red rope tied around her waist, with the other two people each holding one end, and she raised an eyebrow.
"Yu Huan, what are you doing? He's Yin Yi!"
“Master, I didn’t do anything. He just kept hugging my leg and calling Yu Huan… Yu Huan.”
No one knows what Yin Yi was dreaming about, but he kept calling out He Yuhuan's name.
What's wrong with your hammer?
"I just wanted to see what was going on in his head. He kept calling me, but he wouldn't respond when I answered?"
He Yuhuan's thought process is quite surprising. Did he think that opening his head would reveal what he was thinking?
"No, you'll die."
He Yuhuan blinked; she knew what death meant. She put the hammer down on the ground.
"Oh, then I don't want him to die."
At this moment, Yin Yimeng was walking on the Wuxin River.
He stood beside Yan Ruoyu, with two girls fighting fiercely in front of him.
Yin Yi watched anxiously from the side, wondering why the two of them were fighting again.
Subsequently, the girl was knocked into the river, and her anger was then directed at their young lord.
Yan Ruoyu is someone the Silver Guards are determined to protect with their lives.
No matter how strong He Yuhuan's aura was, he would still stand in front of her.
But the He Yuhuan in front of him didn't seem to be the one he knew.
There was not a trace of innocence in her eyes.
He struggled to parry the brown hair that danced wildly in the wind with his sword, but after only a few rounds, he was severely injured by the hammer.
He Yuhuan had shoved everyone around him to pieces, but their young lord stood there, unmoved.
He Yuhuan licked his mouth full of sharp teeth, crimson blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
Upon closer inspection, her sleeves were tattered, and two other people were standing in the distance.
Gongshu Liang stared at them with a cold expression, while Zhongli Yu was still dressed in a purple-red gauze robe, waving a round fan.
They seemed untainted by the mud, high above everyone else, as if they were nothing more than ants.
"He Yuhuan, what are you dawdling for? Hurry up and take them down!"
Yin Yi was a little confused. When did He Yuhuan become one of Gongshu Liang's people?
But if you look closely, you'll see that she's wearing shackles on her neck and limbs; she does look like a prisoner.
He grew anxious as He Yuhuan, holding the golden mace, drew closer and closer to Yan Ruoyu!
"Young Master, move! You're driving me crazy!" Yin Yi cried anxiously, his hands hanging limply over the deck.
"None of you are leaving here today!"
He Yuhuan let out a strange, snickering laugh, his eyes narrowed.
Although they have the same face, they clearly don't feel like the same person.
At this point, Yin Yi was still unaware that he was dreaming.
She thought to herself, "Could these be He Yuhuan's twin sisters? It's very possible. This is all too bizarre."
In the end, Yin watched helplessly as Yan Ruoyu was knocked away by He Yuhuan with a hammer, and he gritted his teeth!
As expected of someone with over five thousand years of cultivation, how could they possibly match them?
"He Yuhuan! Are you really He Yuhuan?!"
Yin Yi clutched his chest, feeling a bit breathless, unsure if it was from anger.
But what he didn't know was that in reality, He Yuhuan sat right on his chest.
They were standing very close, observing him.
He could only watch as Yin Yi frowned deeply, his hands gripping the ground tightly.
"Master, what's wrong with him?"
He Yuhuan turned around, tilted her head, and her eyes darted around.
"Yu Huan, you're a girl, don't sit on him like that, he can't breathe."
"why?"
Yin Yi suddenly coughed violently, because in his dream he had been struck in the chest by He Yu Huan's hammer.
Blood inexplicably gushed from her mouth, startling He Yuhuan.
She quickly scrambled off him: "Master, is he going to die?!"
Zhongli Yueluo looked at her hands, which had only recently healed, and sighed.
She looked around for her blood pack again. Where had Miao Qing gone?
Has he already entered a nightmare and been killed? Or has he betrayed us and fled?
Thinking that Yin Yi couldn't be left unsaved, just as he took out his dagger, Miao Qing emerged from the mist.
She was also carrying a child in her hand. Wasn't that Third Sister's cat?