The naughty and cowardly little crybaby sold himself out

Chapter 259 What are you afraid of? !

"Thank you, master!" Heiye respectfully placed the ice silkworm on the stone table in the pavilion, then walked out of the pavilion and went towards Toya.

"I'm warning you, don't come over!" Toya had some kung fu skills. She pulled out the dagger from the side of her leg and pointed it fiercely at the approaching Hei Ye.

Jing Muhao laughed loudly, "Tuoya, you are really the same as when we first met. You both overestimate your own abilities!"

As Jing Muhao spoke, he suddenly slapped Chu Jian on the chest, causing Chu Jian to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Even though she was beaten by him and vomited blood, he comforted her distressedly, "Chu Jian, bear with it for a while, it will be fine in a while, and it won't hurt in a while."

Then he smiled sinisterly and touched her abdomen, stopping at her dantian. A warm internal force appeared in his palm. The moment he saw her, he showed a more painful expression and let out a miserable cry of pain, "Ah! Ah!! Mu Yang!"

The miserable sound of the first encounter, accompanied by Toya's screams as she was caught in the darkness, and Jing Muhao's even more wanton evil laugh, echoed in the desolate night sky of Tianshan Mountain.

"Muyang..."

The tragic call from the top of the mountain reached Miluo Valley. Jing Muyang gained strength from nowhere and severely injured Heifeng with a palm. Finally, he broke through the siege and headed for the top of Tianshan Mountain. Behind him, there was a faster white light pointing directly to the pavilion on the top of the mountain.

Bang! The roof of the pavilion on the top of the mountain exploded instantly. The sudden situation forced Jing Muhao to hold Chu Jian and move a few steps to turn around to avoid the flying tiles.

Looking down the mountain, there was a white figure standing in the Miluo Valley. It arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye, and Chu Jian disappeared from his arms in the blink of an eye. Looking in the pavilion again, Bai Lishang was holding Chu Jian and sitting steadily on the stone bench.

Bai Lishang raised his hand and pressed it on Chu Jian’s forehead, “Jing Muhao, do you really think that I dare not kill you?”

Jing Muhao took a few steps back. The straight-line distance between Miluo Valley and the top of the mountain was more than a mile away, but Bai Lishang could reach it in just two blinks of an eye. Is this the power of Tianshan?

Some more people came up. They were Qingya and Qingshan who had just reached the mountain, bringing with them Jing Muyang who was gasping for breath, and the people from Luoyue Pavilion following behind them.

"First meeting!" Jing Muyang threw away the sword and ran over to kneel in front of Bai Lishang's knees. First meeting her, her white skirt was covered in blood, there was blood at the corners of her mouth, and her face was completely bloodless. She was unconscious and lifeless.

"Nice to meet you, Princess..." Jing Muyang's eyes were red and he wanted to touch her but he didn't dare. He was afraid, he was afraid that she would die.

Bai Lishang took back the hand from Chu Jian's forehead and pushed her into Jing Muyang's arms, "Take her to Miluo Valley and put her on the Holy Stone."

“Holy Stone?” Jing Muyang seemed to have received a great surprise. He carefully held her in his arms, tidied up her messy hair, and touched her cold face. “Princess, don’t be afraid. We have a way, a way!”

With Bai Lishang around, the remaining forces of the Dark Night Pavilion protected Jing Muhao and retreated to a corner, not daring to act rashly.

Bai Lixiang was not in a hurry and still sat on the stone bench, watching Jing Muyang carrying Chu Jian to Miluo Valley, Qingya and Qingshan followed, and Tuoya and Luyi were also rescued and taken to Shenyue Pavilion.

A long time passed and Bai Lishang didn't say anything, and no one dared to speak first.

There was a lot of busyness below the mountain top. The crisis in Tianshan was resolved and things seemed to be back on track.

However, Bai Lishang snapped open his fan and shook it, "Fifth Prince, the blood essence must be fused within an hour after it is taken out, otherwise it will be invalid."

Jing Muhao smiled and brushed aside his men and walked out, "Then I'll trouble the Holy Lord to protect me."

"Of course. I will definitely guard it for you." Bai Lishang also smiled and signaled Bai Lang to lead Jing Muhao into the Xuanbing Cave.

"Holy Lord, I hope we can have pleasant cooperation in the future." Jing Muhao looked down at the crystal clear ice silkworm in his hand and the blood Yuangui that had just been taken out of Chu Jian's body and condensed into a bead, then smiled and walked into the Xuanbing Cave.

The people from the Dark Night Pavilion were guarding the entrance of the Xuanbing Cave. Bai Lishang sat down and turned around, looking at the figure of Jing Muyang holding Chu Jian and placing him on the sacred stone in the distant Miluo Valley with an evil smile.

"Fifth Prince, it's a pleasure to work with you."

There was no reaction from Chu Jian who was placed on the holy stone in Miluo Valley, and Jing Muyang was extremely anxious.

But there was no point in being anxious. Chu Jian's situation was no longer something the doctor could handle. Since Bai Lishang had asked him to put her on the holy stone, there must be a way.

Sure enough, after a while, the holy stone began to show strange behavior.

In the past, red light would only appear on the stone surface, but now it is leaking out from the boundary between the holy stone and the soil along the ground, becoming more and more, and brighter and brighter.

Then the entire holy stone gradually turned into a giant red gem from bottom to top, emitting a blood-red light from the inside out, mixed with a powerful force that flung Jing Muyang, who was holding Chu Jian's hand, several feet away.

"Your Highness!" Qingya stepped forward to catch Jing Muyang, and the people around him also retreated one after another.

This was a situation they had never seen before, and the injured Baihu, Bai Ling and several Tianshan disciples immediately knelt on the ground with a pious look.

"Welcome the Saint!"

Welcoming the Saint? Jing Muyang was instantly at a loss.

What's going on? Chu Jian is already here and is about to die, why do we need to welcome him? What is coming?

He was so anxious that he stepped forward and grabbed the white fox's shoulders, "White Fox, what do you mean?!"

The white fox did not answer, and Bai Ling spoke up, "Your Highness, the War King, we are welcoming the Saint Maiden Mi Luo from Tianshan Mountain."

Jing Muyang didn't understand. Wasn't the first person he saw the Tianshan Saint, Mi Luo? But why didn't their eyes mean that? He looked around in panic.

"Where's Bai Lishang?! Come out and explain!"

Bai Lixiang did not show up, but Fusang, who had recovered, came over, Tuoya and the Emperor of Nanbang came over, and even Lu Yi, who had just woken up, came over.

Halfway through the journey, they saw the blood-red light that almost covered the entire Milo Valley.

"Chu Yang!" Fusang rushed over there in panic, but was bounced back by an invisible force and could not get close. No one could get close to the area within a radius of at least ten feet centered on the holy stone.

"Bai Li Shang, Bai Li Shang!" Jing Muyang clenched his fists and looked up at the top of the mountain.

In the darkness of the mountains, in the pavilion on the top of the mountain, under the blazing torches, the sitting white figure was so dazzling.

"Bai! Li! Shang!"

Jing Muyang was extremely furious. After they had been so open and frank with each other, Bai Lishang actually lied to him again!

"Your Highness! What's that on the princess's forehead?!" The man in green shouted in shock as soon as he came over.

This little girl who only has her master in her eyes always leads everyone astray unexpectedly at the critical moment.

Jing Muyang was also frightened by her and turned back to check. At first he saw her lying flat, the red light from the holy stone spread along her body, but on her forehead it was as if the red light was concentrated and pierced through, a teardrop-shaped blood-red mole gradually appeared, and there was a faint glow.

"Holy Eye!" The white fox was so frightened that it retreated repeatedly.

“Holy Eye?” Jing Muyang grabbed the retreating white fox, “What is the Holy Eye? What are you afraid of?!”

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