"The baby... I really don't like it... I like me, I'm going to separate from you, wuwu..."

Little Honghua sobbed and cried, feeling extremely scared.

Qian Renxi looked at the swaying little red flower inexplicably, and his brows frowned slightly.

She heard its crying, which was the veil and tree elves that appeared at the beginning.

But why does it keep swaying?

Could it be that he had some disease?

"Stop crying."

The sadness in Zangyou's heart was completely dispersed by the little red flower's fuss, leaving only full of happiness and excitement, and even the always-cool voice became a little brighter.

"The master will like you, and we won't be separated."

It shook slightly and comforted patiently.

Qian Renxi also understood the meaning of Zangyou when he heard this, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.

She took the initiative to stretch out her left hand and touched the petals of the little red flower.

"Take you there."

Her words were like a heart-boosting agent, which calmed down Xiao Honghua's panicked heart.

"Master, you are so nice."

It rubbed Qian Renxi's hand, and his whole body was filled with joy of being accepted.

Qian Renxi felt the severe pain from his hands, but he still held it back. He looked at Xiao Honghua with a calm expression, but the corners of his eyes still couldn't help but twitched a few times.

"Okay, are you tired of it?"

"Those people are coming up soon!"

Yin Li watched a big show and felt very sad.

Isn’t Zangyou’s broken sword so powerful than it?

snort!

Qian Renxi frowned when he heard this, and he was also a little anxious.

If someone else comes up, how should she deal with it?

"Master, go hide behind the altar. After they unblock me, you will find another opportunity to take me away!"

Zangyou looked at the curtain and became nervous.

It also needs to use that group of people to unseal the seal, otherwise it would have gone to find its owner by itself.

"good!"

Qian Renxi didn't ask much, let go of Zangyou and then arrived in front of a wall behind the altar.

"let me."

The little red flower suddenly stretched out its branches and stretched towards the wall, and used its petals to draw a strange symbol on the wall.

Suddenly, the symbol emitted a white light, and a space that could only accommodate one person appeared.

"This is an independent space. Master, don't make a sound after you go in, no one will notice you."

The little red flower approached Qian Renxi's cheek and rubbed it as if seeking credit.

“…”

Qian Renxi endured the scorching sting on his face and touched its petals.

"That's amazing."

She praised her and then quickly stepped back and got into the space in the wall.

Little Honghua received praise, and she retracted her body with satisfaction, returned to Zangyou, waiting for those people to come up.

Qian Renxi, who was staying in the space, looked around and looked at the little red flower in surprise.

Is it a separate space that has been opened up?

As long as she doesn't do anything, those people will not be able to detect the fluctuations in space, which is an excellent place to hide.

It seems that this little red flower is really capable.

...

Half an hour later, the first monk finally stepped onto the top level.

The man was wearing a white robe, and there was still blood on the corners of his skirt and neck.

With his arrival, a smell of blood quickly spread throughout the room.

As soon as he stood firm, his eyes fell on the hidden ghost on the altar.

The next moment, he rushed over without hesitation and stretched out his hand to Zangyou.

"call out!"

A meteor dart suddenly shot from behind and pointed directly at the monk's hand.

The monk swung his body away from the meteor dart and touched Zangyou again.

The monk who came from behind appeared next to the monk, holding a folding fan in his hand, and the folding fan was covered with sharp thorns, attacking the monk.

The monk turned away his attack with one sword, confronted him cautiously, and did not continue to take action.

Because as long as he takes action, the other party will definitely take the opportunity to attack him.

Nowadays, I can only hope that more people will come so that they will be more likely to catch fish in troubled waters.

Just when the two were at a strife, another monk came up.

Qian Renxi hid in the space, watching the monks coming up one after another, his heart became heavier and heavier.

Almost all the remaining people are god-transforming monks and Nascent Soul monks, and there are only a few golden elixir monks.

Just when she was worried, a familiar figure suddenly appeared on the top floor, which was Lin Zimo.

He was clean and neat, without any signs of injury.

Qian Renxi raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

Could it be that this person was treated the same as hers?

Or do he have any special abilities?

Lin Zimo stood at the entrance of the top floor, looked at the monks in the room, and his heart suddenly sank.

Neither his younger brother nor his junior sister Xi Xi came up!

"There are even monks from the Foundation Establishment Stage coming up."

His arrival attracted the attention of all monks, and his eyes became strange when they looked at him.

No monk dares to despise him any more if he can reach this point.

Even if he is really not strong, there must be some treasure on his body to support him to this day.

Lin Zimo noticed everyone's gaze, tightened the double moon hook on his hands, and his eyes fell on the hidden ghost on the altar.

It's indeed a good sword!

"elder brother!"

As soon as the little boy reached the top, he saw Lin Zimo and rushed behind him excitedly.

Lin Zimo quickly turned around and finally felt relieved when he saw his younger brother and Mr. Qiu safe.

"Old Qiu, did you see Junior Sister Xi Xi?"

He grabbed his brother's hand and asked Mr. Qiu with some anxiety.

"No."

Mr. Qiu shook his head, then stood in front of the two of them, and all the power of the God-Transforming Stage was released.

When all the monks saw that there was another god-transforming monk, their hearts were sank, but they did not retreat.

Things like opportunity never only depend on cultivation!

Lin Zimo pursed his lips and looked at the entrance for a long time, but he still couldn't wait for Qian Renxi.

He felt quite uncomfortable when he thought of the cold little girl.

She is still so young, did she just die like this?

"Fellow Taoists, it's not a solution for us to continue to be in such a stalemate. How about taking a gamble?"

Suddenly, a god-transforming monk wearing a dark blue robe stood up and broke the deadlock.

Everyone has been in a stalemate for a while, and no one dares to take action rashly.

"Fellow Daoist Yue, then what did you say you bet on?"

Another monk in black-clothed god-turned-god monk took the conversation and asked with a chuckle.

There was a long scar on his cheek, which was scratched from his forehead to his chin, making him look a little vicious.

"Can't it be a lot, right? Hahaha~"

Another goddess-transforming cultivator wearing a red magic skirt responded.

She covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes exposed were particularly charming, as if she could seduce people.

But she was holding a giant axe in her other hand and was quietly placing it at her feet.

Several monks who transformed gods spoke, while the other monks remained silent.
Chapter completed!