Chapter 858 Waiting for Help

The mountains are undulating and densely forested.

You can hear the sound of the river flowing not far away, and some night-prey animals are moving in the forest. A venomous snake hiding in the grass has bitten a field mouse in the forest, and is desperately wrapping its arms around the field mouse's struggling body, trying to arrange the dinner.

With a 'swish' sound, a black shadow passed through the woods. The poisonous snake was startled, and the field mouse, which had almost given up its struggle, broke free and got into the hole. Then came several more black shadows. These black shadows moved very fast, like ghosts at night, and exuded a heart-stopping aura, causing Poisonous Shooter, who originally wanted to prey, to shrink back into the grass.

"I haven't seen my daughter in a long time."

Following closely behind Tang Xiaochuan were the two envoys of joy and anger. God's envoys are also mortal. The Seven Emotions Envoys of the first generation of the Seven Emotions Association have long since died. They are all successors.

Unlike Heifeng Village where people can be resurrected, the imperial court uses the human sea tactic.

The 'person' who serves as the divine envoy can die, but the divine envoy lives forever.

The four great gods of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy appear to be beautiful on the outside, but in fact they are also pitiful people. From the perspective of Emperor Yang Xiao, they are just tools, the kind of tools that can be replaced at any time. This happy-faced envoy and the angry-faced envoy are good friends. They both came up from the ranks of the secret guards of the imperial court and are considered old friends.

"There's always a chance."

The angry face user was silent for a moment and replied.

The two of them followed behind leisurely. With their strength, it was not difficult to keep up with Tang Xiaochuan in front.

"After catching Lord Lingzhu this time, I will stop."

After a short silence, the happy face messenger suddenly said something.

"I plan to go back to spend time with my wife and children, and will never get involved in these big shots' affairs again."

"Think carefully. There is no pure land in this world."

As a good friend, Angry Facer still gave a warning.

God's envoys cannot resign. There is only one way to leave. It's just that this kind of tool man's life is not acceptable to everyone. Fortunately for the first generation of Seven Emotions Envoys, they were tied too closely to the imperial court and there was no way to separate them. But it was different in the following generations. More of them were at the court just to make a living.

People will get tired of precarious days.

"There must be a place to hide. If you can't, just hide in the deep mountains and old forests. I don't believe that Your Majesty will personally come to chase and kill me just because of me." The happy face messenger said casually.

crackle.

The fire was burning, the wood inside made noise, and the flames beat slowly, reflecting the flickering of the ruined temple behind.

Ling Zhujun and his group sat around the fire, no one said anything.

Tang Qiaoqiao hugged her legs. All she could think about now was her brother Tang Xiaochuan. She didn't understand why her brother, who had grown up with her since childhood, became like this. The two elders of Shusheng Mountain were working hard to recover from their injuries. They also heard what the one-eyed man said earlier. It's just that they were seriously injured and had no right to speak at all. Apart from being secretly grateful to Ling Zhujun and Nian Hong, the only thing they could do at the moment was to recover from their injuries.

The one-eyed man and more than a dozen people sat in a group without saying anything. Except for glancing at Ling Zhujun from time to time, there was no movement.

As the backbone of a group of people, Ling Zhujun is under the greatest pressure.

She is the strongest among this group of people and also their spiritual support. She must stabilize the situation before her husband's help arrives. The previous talk of going to Shangshui City was just an excuse. Her real purpose is to stay here and wait for help.

The husband told her that there was a node leading to the other world, and the people he sent were on their way there.

In this case, the best thing to do is to wait. Ling Zhujun's plan is to wait for others to arrive and remain unchanged in the face of all changes. Running around the world without a map is the most dangerous, as it is easy to run into someone else's ambush circle.

"Miss, we stayed a little too long." Nian Hong reminded.

At first, she thought Ling Zhujun was going to rest here, but as the night went on, she knew that the young lady might have other ideas.

"I know."

Ling Zhujun sat cross-legged with his eyes closed and responded calmly.

"Cousin, if you can't do it, just leave me, Xiaochuan."

Tang Qiaoqiao still thinks that the situation that Ling Zhujun and others encountered was caused by him.

"It's okay, I'm here."

Ling Zhujun opened his eyes and gave Tang Qiaoqiao a calm look.

"I'm really sorry, a bad visitor came to my door."

A voice sounded outside.

As soon as the sound came out, everyone around the fire became alert. There was a sound of swords clashing, and everyone looked towards the darkness outside the fire.

Only a bald monk was seen walking out of the darkness, and the firelight slowly illuminated his appearance.

"Monk Baiyun?"

The monk was recognized as soon as he came out. After Emperor Yang Xiao received the favor of the 'god', he trained seven top masters. In addition to the four great envoys of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, there were three others. This monk Baiyun is one of them. It is said that this monk was a bandit in the past, committing murder and stealing goods, and committed all kinds of evil.

After being selected by Emperor Yang Xiao, he unexpectedly withstood the gift of "God" and awakened a strange power. After that, he "put down the butcher's knife and became a Buddha immediately" and became a great monk. The great monk's practice method is different from the mainstream consciousness practice in this world, and it is also different from the 'wrong way' in Heifeng Village. Most outsiders have only heard about it, and few people have seen it.

"The monk was just out for a walk, but he didn't expect to encounter such a big fish. The wife of the leader of the Black Wind Village. Gee, what a great contribution this is. Even being promoted to level three is enough. The monk is so lucky! "The monk stopped three steps away from Lord Lingzhu.

He said he was relaxed, but in fact he was always wary of Ling Zhujun.

Because Ling Zhujun is a strong man on the same level as him, he is not sure even if he makes a sneak attack. Instead of doing this, he might as well come out openly, drag the people here first, and wait for the pursuers to come and surround him.

Monks always do things safely!

"Where is Xiaochuan? What on earth did you do to him!" The moment Tang Qiaoqiao saw Monk Baiyun, he drew out the soft sword from his waist.

At the beginning, Tang Xiaochuan was deceived by some religious people. Now that he saw the monk again, Tang Qiaoqiao restrained himself from taking action directly.

"Oh? The village master's sister-in-law is here too. It's really a double happiness."

The monk said with a smile, but his eyes were always on Ling Zhujun. As long as there is a slight flaw on the other side, he will take action. Waiting is waiting, and the opportunity cannot be missed!

"Catch you, Your Majesty will surely do it."

Monk Baiyun, who was speaking, suddenly narrowed his eyes and took a step back.

Only a series of "duh" sounds were heard, and the ground where he was originally standing had a dense row of poisonous needles, with a blue light on them that was particularly conspicuous under the fire.

"The response was pretty quick."

Nian Hong retracted her hand regretfully. She originally wanted to make a sneak attack, but she didn't expect the great monk to react.

Sure enough, none of the powerful people who are famous all over the world are simple.

"A secret attack is not something a gentleman would do." Monk Baiyun rolled up his sleeves, and all the poisonous needles on the ground turned into ashes, and even the poison on them was wiped off by him.

"I'm just a woman."

Nian Hong sneered and responded.