PFC Chapter 568 3 women
Chapter 568 3 women
Ling Manyu glanced at the four people and saw that they were wearing clothes of different colors, had frivolous expressions, and had malicious smiles on their faces.
Especially with her cultivation level at the early stage of the Golden Core, she couldn't even tell the cultivation realm of the four people. She couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, thinking that these four people might have bad intentions.
So, with some worry in his mind, he sent a voice message to Yu Qian:
"Xiao Qian! These four people obviously have bad intentions. What should we do?"
"Don't worry, we can just bypass them." Yu Qian transmitted her voice through her telepathy.
After saying that, he took Ling Manyu's arm and walked to the side.
However, two young monks among the four people took the initiative to step aside and blocked their way again.
Seeing this, Yu Qian frowned slightly, then she moved in front of Ling Manyu without leaving a trace, looked at the two of them, nodded politely and said:
"Thank you for your courtesy, Senior. We are just... women. Please be kind and let us go."
Yu Qian kept her attitude very low, because with her cultivation at the early stage of Nascent Soul,
Although she could see that three of the four were at the Jindan stage, she could not tell the level of the other middle-aged cultivator who was a bit older.
The reason for saying this is to hint to the other party that he already has a Taoist partner and is not innocent.
However, after hearing this, the four people did not show any intention of leaving, but instead burst into laughter.
One of the young monks stared at Yu Qian with an obscene look and said with a smug smile:
"Women are great! We like women, especially top-notch women like you, hahahaha..."
"Old Four is right! Meeting is fate. Why don't you two fairies accompany us brothers to have a few drinks together, and then discuss the true meaning of cultivation together?"
Another young monk agreed with a smile, and their other two companions also looked at the two with ill intentions.
Yu Qian and Ling Manyu were born with beautiful faces. Even though there were countless beauties in the world of cultivation, under the effect of the anti-aging pill, their looks were the best among the best beauties.
Now he was surrounded by a few ruffian monks, and soon attracted the attention of the monks around him.
However, no monk stepped forward to rescue them, they just talked quietly not far away.
Seeing Yu Qian's attitude, Ling Manyu immediately realized that she was no match for them, and was secretly annoyed at her own poor cultivation.
Seeing that the few people were unwilling to let them go, Yu Qian said nothing. With a thought, the spiritual treasure-level long sword in her hand suddenly appeared in her hand with a "clang".
At the same time, his spiritual consciousness told Ling Manyu that he would find a way to delay a few people so that she could find a chance to escape quickly.
After she finished speaking, Yu Qian's beautiful eyes condensed, and the aura of the early Nascent Soul stage suddenly burst out. The long sword in her hand immediately shone brightly under the infusion of her true energy.
After sending a telepathic message to Ling Manyu to escape, he began to dance with mysterious sword flowers, and in a flash, he rushed directly towards the few people.
It happened so fast that when the four people saw Yu Qian taking action, they did not seem to panic.
However, there were two cultivators in the late Jindan stage who used their skills to go around from behind and block Ling Manyu's retreat.
At this time, the middle-aged monk who was the leader among the group of people snorted coldly, raised his arm slightly, and attacked like lightning, arriving first after being struck later.
Then, a golden light shot out from his cuffs, and that golden light seemed to have eyes.
Even though Yu Qian's body movements were so mysterious that she almost turned into an afterimage, the arrow still shot towards Yu Qian accurately.
Then, the golden light transformed into a huge net-like magic weapon, almost instantly covering Yu Qian's afterimage and Ling Manyu.
At this time, Yu Qian's figure also appeared. Both of them looked very painful, but their desperate struggles were of no avail.
Even Yu Qian's magic sword could not break this net-like magic weapon.
All this happened in just a few breaths, and Ling Manyu had no chance to escape.
"Hahaha... Two fairies, I advise you not to waste your energy. This is our eldest brother's acquired spiritual treasure, the Mountain and River Mysterious Silk Net.
Not only does it have a soul-stirring effect, but the more you struggle, the tighter it contracts, and the more painful it becomes for you.”
Among the four, one of the cultivators in the late Jindan stage smiled proudly.
"Yes, little lady, I think you should just obey us! Hahahaha..."
The monk who was previously called Lao Si agreed with a smile.
Just as Yu Qian and Ling Manyu were bound by the net-like magic weapon, their hearts and souls were in great pain and they were about to faint.
A figure suddenly appeared beside the two of them, and then with a pointed finger, a beam of true energy shot out from the fingertips.
Then the mysterious silk net of mountains and rivers loosened in an instant, and was then put into the man's storage bracelet.
"puff……"
At the same time, the middle-aged monk in the lead spat out a mouthful of blood and looked at the newcomer in horror.
The person who came was a woman in a purple nun's robe. She was slender and graceful, with an oval face, willow-shaped eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, and skin as white as jade. She exuded a fresh and refined temperament. She was also a rare and stunning beauty.
However, the middle-aged monk had no time to admire the beauty. Instead, he ran away without even leaving his brothers behind.
Because the person not only arrived in an instant, but also wiped out the mark of his spiritual consciousness in the Mountain and River Mysterious Silk Net with a casualty, causing him to backfire and vomit blood.
Faced with such a terrifying existence, with his cultivation level at the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, if he didn't escape now, when would he?
However, the person who came did not seem to intend to let the middle-aged monk go. She pointed her finger again, and a fireball the size of a coconut appeared out of thin air.
Then, like lightning, it flew towards the middle-aged monk, and soon a heart-wrenching scream was heard from the distant sky.
A simple fireball spell was enough to kill the middle-aged cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. This shows how powerful the person was.
This scene immediately caused the monks who were watching to retreat a certain distance almost subconsciously.
No one expected that this stunning beauty in front of them would be so decisive in killing. They didn't even dare to look at her for another second.
The three companions of the middle-aged monk were already frightened upon seeing this. They all fell to their knees and begged for mercy from the beauty.
But what greeted them was just a ball of brilliant fire. The three men's pleas for mercy came to an abrupt end, and they ended up dying.
It really fits the old saying: "Lust is like a knife hanging over your head, and you can't escape death under the pomegranate skirt."
Yu Qian and Ling Manyu saw this, but they did not feel any sympathy.
Because, if they hadn't been rescued by the senior in front of them, they knew that the consequences would be disastrous.
"I am Yu Qian, a junior! Thank you for saving my life,"
"I am Ling Manyu, a junior. Thank you for saving my life."
When Ling Manyu saw Yu Qian nod and bow, she also nodded and bowed, echoing…