Chapter 96: Bring me

"Okay, it's okay."

Zhao Yueru said softly, the bone-soaking chill also faded.

"what is that?"

Zhou Shu felt it, and felt a little curious.

"The practiced Xuepo Sword Art, sword intent to protect the body naturally."

Zhao Yueru said lightly, then looked at Zhou Shu, "Are you Zhou Shu coming in first?"

Zhou Shu was startled and did not answer. He lowered his head and muttered, "Well, I am Zhou Shu. The Xue Po sword art you practiced is one of the two fourth-order sword art of the lotus school. Only one of them realized the Xue Po's sword intent..."

He quickly raised his head again, his eyes fixed on Zhao Yueru for a while, his face was even more surprised, "You? Senior, you are the elder Zhao Yueru?"

As a cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm, he naturally couldn't see the cultivation base of the Golden Core Realm cultivator. He only felt that the cultivation base of the coming person was far above him, but he didn't expect it to be Zhao Yueru. He was born in a casual cultivator but succeeded in forming a pill, and his strength can rank first in the door. Therefore, Zhao Yueru has always been a model for many casual cultivators in the lotus school.

And if Zhao Yue said the same as many disciples, she was cold and dusty, just like a fairy.

Although the appearance is not extremely beautiful, no matter from a distance, it has a unique style, which makes people feel amazed.

This kind of surprise Zhao Yueru has seen too much, without a slight change in her expression, "Zhou Shu, why don't you run?"

Zhou Shu put away his surprise, and quickly recovered his usual indifferent, bowed his body and saluted, "Elder Zhao, it is safe here."

knew his identity, but Zhou Shu calmed down so quickly, which made Zhao Yueru feel a little surprised, and it seemed that Zhou Shu’s behavior was very different from other cultivators.

Some low-level disciples she met, seeing her either kneel on the ground and dare not look at them, or begging for opportunities, which made her quite bored.

Zhou Shu in front of him is obviously different, neither humble nor overbearing, with some equal attitude, and his demeanor.

Zhao Yueru narrowed her eyebrows slightly, "Why is it safe?"

Zhou Shu stared into her eyes, but did not speak for a while. He noticed that Zhao Yueru's eyes were a little different. Not only were her eyes extremely dark, but when she looked carefully, there were crystal-shaped blue spots hidden in her eyes, which seemed to be a piece of ice with a deep chill.

"Ok?"

Zhao Yueru is a little unhappy, in the Dutch school, no cultivator can ignore her problem.

"In fact, it is luck. I have been here for several hours, and no quicksand traps have come over."

Of course he can't tell his calculations and deductions, he can only say so.

Zhao Yue thought about it for a while, before reaching the head slightly, "I don't believe that luck is so good, but you said that I have been here for a few hours, I believe it."

She knows very well that no matter how lucky a cultivator is, it is unlikely that she will find a safe spot in this vast sea of ​​sand. She can't do it, let alone a Qi-refining cultivator? Obviously Zhou Shu had something special, but he didn't want to say it, and she wouldn't ask. The left and right were just a Qi Refining Realm disciple. Even if there was something special, it was not worth her to think about.

As for Zhou Shu's cultivation base, she could tell at a glance that it was so low that it would never be possible to stay in the sand for long. It must have been a long time to rest here.

Zhou Shu smiled, did not speak any more, still meditated and recovered.

Although he has a lot of questions he wants to ask, but he doesn't want to ask them. Zhao Yueru has too many cultivation bases, and he thinks he is higher, but he may not answer, so he doesn't have to be boring.

Zhao Yueru ignored him, turned around, looked at the quicksand traps around him, and fell into a thought for a while.

In the sandy sea where there is no edge, the two stayed quietly in a small place, sitting and standing one by one.

About half an hour later, Zhao Yueru turned around and glanced at Zhou Shu, "You are right."

She observed it for a while, and it was indeed safe here. No matter how the surrounding quicksand traps disappear or form, they just pass by and will not affect this place.

Zhou Shu nodded, "Yes, Elder Zhao."

"Zhou Shu, get up and stand aside."

Zhao Yue said lightly.

Zhou Shu was slightly startled, he didn't say what he wanted to say, got up and walked aside.

Zhao Yueru walked to the place where Zhou Shu was sitting and looked at it quietly for a while.

Suddenly, a light blue light radiated from her body.

The light was like a sword, instantly rushing into the sky, cutting through the black haze, but was quickly pressed down by the gray black haze, and gradually shrank, forming a light ball about Zhang Xu's radius.

In the ball of light, Zhao Yueru's expression was slightly condensed, and a blue two-foot sword hung in front of her.

The light is emitted from the small blue sword.

A circle of blue halo, emanating from the small sword, shaped like waves, overlapping and overlapping, and Zhao Yueru in the waves...

Zhou Shu looked at her directly, his eyes staring a little.

Zhao Yueru, who was facing him, her exquisite body was spotlighted in layers of halo. The thin clothes seemed to be unable to cover her. The peaks and peaks were verdant, and the lotus petals were lingering, which was very dazzling.

"Humph."

A soft hum, which was almost inaudible, came out of the halo, but Zhou Shu shook his whole body and almost fell.

Zhao Yueru didn't even look at him, the little sword suddenly lit up, and the countless layers of halo were sucked in by the little sword in an instant. It looked like the sun and couldn't look directly at it.

"go with."

The little sword turned into a ray of light, and flew into the sand sea without a trace.

Countless grains of sand rose up, and there was a deep hole where Zhou Shu was sitting before.

Zhou Shu couldn't help but nodded. He probably guessed what Zhao Yueru meant.

She should think that this safe point is the center of this sand sea, or where the formation eye is. She wants to break it and find a way out.

He watched quietly without making a sound. If he could find a way out, of course it would be great, but in Zhou Shu's view, it seemed unlikely that he could find it.

Zhao Yueru stood in front of the cave, eyes slightly closed, as if he was manipulating the flying sword deep into the sand.

An hour has passed The blue flying sword drilled out of the sand and returned to Zhao Yueru's hand. The blue to dazzling light had completely faded, and it seemed to exhaust spiritual power.

Zhao Yueru shook her head, her expression still indifferent, only a trace of unconcealed disappointment hidden in her eyes.

Since this is a safe point, it obviously has a lot to do with the formation.

However, it failed. Her Lan Ning sword explored dozens of miles under the sand seabed, but found no traces of eyes, no formations or magic weapons, and no special spiritual fluctuations. Either this is not a formation at all, or the rank of this formation is too high, not a level she can break.

is difficult.

Zhao Yueru glanced at Zhou Shu, seeming to be a little angry at his rudeness just now, but it is not worth worrying about at this time.

She put away the Lan Ning Sword, turned around and swept into the sand sea, waiting here is always no way, we must go out of the sand sea first. If you stay trapped in it for too long, someone will come in from the Holland Pie, which is troublesome.

If it continues, the Heyin faction may encounter the same situation as Daguimen.

"Wait, take me."

Zhou Shu quickly took a few steps forward.

Zhao Yueru didn't look back, "You can't cultivate."

Zhou Shu shook his head, "It seems that there is no flight here. I am worried that the elders will not find this place later, so I can't come back. If I get stuck in the sand..."

He didn't finish what he said, but he knew that if Zhao Yue could understand, this is probably the only safe point in this sea of ​​sand.

Zhao Yueru heard Liu's eyebrows slightly erect, bringing out a bit of awe-inspiring color, and an icy breath suddenly emanated.

"You, a disciple of the refining realm, actually underestimate me?"

But this sentence was held in his mouth, but there was no exit.