The tiny gravels at his feet were constantly vibrating, and the spiritual stones originally embedded in the soil and rocks in the mine were constantly flying out from the dense vines, as if they had been inspired by some kind of inspiration.

A small vortex gradually formed on the long sword named Ukigawa, and the chilling spiritual energy filled the entire mine in the blink of an eye.

"Who are you? How can a person in the golden elixir stage have such domineering aura?!" At this moment, the steward finally started to panic.

Sang Ying raised her head, her face looked extremely ordinary, but her eyes were astonishingly bright: "Thank you so much for this. If you hadn't deliberately destroyed the mine, there wouldn't have been so many spiritual stones to help me.

Got it!"

The steward's pupils shrank suddenly. Although he did not fully understand the meaning of Sang Ying's words, he also realized that he seemed to have done something stupid before.

From the spiritual mines that had been loosened by the steward using talismans, medium-grade or high-grade spiritual stones were constantly drilled out.

Sang Ying endured the severe pain of the sea of ​​consciousness, tried her best to squeeze out the spiritual energy of every piece of spiritual stone, and attached it to the sword.

Fukawa had begun to tremble, and frost spread from Sang Ying's feet to the surrounding areas, and soon the guards and stewards were covered with a layer of hoarfrost.

But the miners were not affected at all.

They looked at Sang Ying closely, not even willing to blink.

The female cultivator, who was dressed in gray, seemed to be covered with a layer of brilliant light at this moment, which was extremely dazzling in the eyes of everyone.

Wen Heyu just looked at the female cultivator in front of him, and suddenly, a strand of hair brushed his cheek.

He raised his hand to hook his hair and asked in his mind where did the wind come from in this mine?

Just when he was feeling strange, a series of exclamations of surprise entered his ears one after another.

Wen Heyu subconsciously looked up, but it was still a step too late. He could only see Sang Ying slowly raising her hand, and the Fukawa sword leaving a shadow in the air.

Then, a huge amount of spiritual power rushed towards the steward and the others with sharp frost.

Wen Heyu and the others' eyes hurt from the sudden white light, but after a burst of heat in their necks, everyone's meridians seemed to be filled with spiritual energy again, as if cold rain met after a long drought.

They subconsciously raised their hands and touched their necks. The forbidden spirit lock that was supposed to be hung there had long since disappeared.

After the white light passed, the steward and others had long since disappeared, leaving only a few crystal snowflakes in the sky, proving that the previous scene was not their imagination.

The hole above the head that was blasted open at some point spilled light from the outside world.

The miners rushed to reach out and pick it up. After feeling the familiar temperature, they all shed tears.

No, they are no longer miners now.

"Girl, Miss Sangye, thank you, thank you for saving us." Wen Heyu did not feel the light like others, but took the initiative to find Sang Ying and express his gratitude.

Sang Ying shook her head: "You shouldn't thank me, you should thank yourself for holding on until now."

The light words made Wen Heyu's tears fall uncontrollably.

She raised her hand and patted Wen Heyu on the shoulder: "Let's go, it's time for us to go home."

The formation at the entrance was still broken. Although it was a step too late, Fu Yinqiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that although Sang Ying was in a mess, she was still intact.

To prevent the mine from collapsing, Qingluo did not take back her branch, but still kept it in the mine, while her own body quietly hid under Sang Ying's clothes.

Jiang Zhuoxue also absorbed a lot of spiritual energy in the mine, and with her recovered body, she turned into a hairpin again and landed on Sang Ying's head.

When Sang Ying asked about the steward and his party, Fu Yinqiu told her with a smile: "Someone found them at the previous location of Tuyao Flower Sea, but they were all frozen in the ice at that time, let alone escaped.

, can’t even move.”

Sang Ying felt relieved now.

Seeing her reassuring expression, Fu Yinqiu raised his hand and touched Sang Ying's head, and his whole heart softened unconsciously.

The lady was immersed in rare warmth, but the atmosphere at the head of the house was not so peaceful.

As a family that cultivates immortality, the Jimo family naturally has a dungeon.

This place was originally used to imprison sinners and evil cultivators, but today it welcomed the Jimo Hong family.

The former second son of the Jimo family, known as the "Second Master" by everyone, has now become a prisoner, waiting for the head of the family to decide his fate.

"Tell me, who planned all this, and what else did you and that person plan?" The head of the Jimo family looked coldly at Jimo Hong, who looked dejected in the dungeon.

For some reasons, when the housekeeper imprisoned the people in the West Courtyard in the dungeon, he deliberately detained Jimo Hong and his family members separately. Therefore, the head of the Jimo family was not worried that the content of the conversation between the two would be known to people who should not hear it.

Jimo Hong raised his head when he heard this. His brother had always been so arrogant and looked at him with contempt, as if he were looking at an ant.

He just couldn't stand the other party's attitude, so he tried desperately to trample him under his feet.

Unfortunately, he still lacked some luck.

"Brother, you are really lucky. Not only do you have a good Taoist companion, but you also have a good son. We put so much thought into setting up a game of chess, and we were about to succeed, but we lost to an insect infestation...

..." Jimo Hong laughed bitterly, and the unwillingness and resentment in his heart almost overflowed from his throat.

The head of the Jimo family did not have that much time to listen to his complaints, so he asked again: "Tell me the identity of that person, and I can leave you a complete body."

Jimo Hong's sins destined him to never survive. If he had told everything, he would have had a happy death.

Otherwise, the punishments of the Jimo family are not just for fun.

"Brother, of course I can tell you. Not only that, I can also take you to see that person in person. But I still want to remind you that that person is not as simple as you see. Don't let the small things make you lose the big money.

If you regret it, it will be too late." Jimo Hong chuckled.

The head of the Jimo family looked at him as if he was going crazy, and frowned slightly.

At the same time, in Yaozhou Yongye City.

The man looked at the slowly extinguishing lights in front of him, raised his eyebrows slightly, and threw the candlestick that symbolized the soul fire of the person underneath to the ground.

"The plan for Rizhao City has failed." he announced.

Hearing this, a low murmur immediately erupted from the crowd of kneeling people below.

The man at the top sat crookedly on the chair, tapping the armrest with his index finger: "I'm afraid Jimo Hong has been exposed now. With his temper, the Jimo family may break into my Eternal Night City in the near future.

"

When the people below heard the words, they immediately shouted: "I am willing to kill the enemy for my master and guard the eternal night!"

The man raised his lips and raised his hand to suppress the crowd's chaotic voices: "That's not necessary. After all, I'm a little tired of Yongye City. Why don't you take advantage of the opportunity when the Jimo family comes to attack me to help me?"

Let’s capture Rizhao City!”

His attitude was so casual, as if capturing Rizhao City was such a simple and easy task.

"As time goes by, I also want to try what it's like to live under the sun!"

The man raised his head slightly, and the dim moonlight shone on his face, allowing people to clearly see the layers of fish scale-like patterns on it.

The author has something to say:

I have been in a bad state these past few days, which has brought you a bad reading experience (crying)

Queque will try to revise the article sometime. Thank you for continuing to pursue it. Queque will continue to study and work hard!

See you tomorrow~


Chapter completed!