Cannon fodder's counterattack

Han Lu met the majestic gaze of Bai Hu's shadow and turned his head as if nothing had happened.

At his signal, Bai Xu straightened up and said angrily to Xuying: "Old Ancestor, when will you let us out?"

"You can't get out." Xuying looked at Bai Xu seriously and said solemnly: "I told you, you have to stay here."

"But you are here!" Bai Xu's eyes widened, "I have nothing to do if I stay here, why don't you let me out, maybe... you let me out first, and I will wait until you are about to die. Come in!"

Xuying choked, was stunned, and sighed helplessly, but still refused in a cold tone, "No!"

After saying this, Bai Xu immediately got into the stone pillar without waiting for another question.

Seeing this, a dark light flashed across Han Lu's eyes. It seemed that he was right. The Eight Desolations Order was needed to open the sealed place.

In other words, now they have to wait for Yuan Yihuan to save them.

He patted the frustrated Bai Xu and comforted him: "Don't worry."

Bai Xu jumped down obediently, ran around the palace curiously, came to the black shadow in the corner, pulled at it a few times, and shouted to Han Lu: "Master, is this person dead or alive?"

"Huh?" Han Lu retracted his thoughts, turned around, and saw Meng Sangyu who was motionless.

He walked over and looked at Meng Sangyu who seemed to have lost his breath in confusion. He paused and pointed his two fingers at her eyebrows with disgust. After a casual inspection, his eyes fell on the cracked knife edge between her eyebrows.

That was the place where Yuan Yihuan stabbed her. Because her Dantian was destroyed and there was no spiritual power in her body, the wound never recovered.

However, Han Lu frowned.

He actually felt a trace of spiritual power between Meng Sangyu's eyebrows!

Could it be the spiritual beast space unique to the Beast Control Sect?

Next to him, Bai Xu suddenly noticed something strange. He tilted his head, stretched out his paws to poke at the wound between Meng Sangyu's eyebrows, and then alertly sent a message to Han Lu.

"Master, there seems to be a hint of the aura of a mythical beast here."

what?

Han Lu narrowed his eyes in surprise.

Although Meng Sangyu had a green dragon egg, her spirit beast space had been destroyed. He thought that the green dragon had lost its breath a long time ago, but now it seems that it may still be there.

He reached out again and touched Meng Sangyu's eyebrows.

This time, he investigated carefully and finally found that Meng Sangyu's spirit beast space was slowly recovering!

Is it?

Did she absorb the power of the green dragon egg?

Han Lu's expression darkened, he raised his hand, and a golden light shot out, hitting Meng Sangyu's eyebrows.

However, before the golden light could get close to her, Xali suddenly stretched out a palm and withstood the attack.

"Well!"

A weak moan came from his ears, Han Lu raised the corners of his mouth and said sarcastically: "Don't pretend anymore?"

Meng Sangyu opened his eyes, glanced at the bloody palm, and said expressionlessly: "Jingche, now that I have become like this, I can no longer hurt you. If you let me go, I will cultivate the spiritual beast." I’ll tell you the techniques of space.”

"Heh, I'm not a beast master. What do you want with that thing?" Han Lu looked at her indifferently.

Meng Sangyu's eyes moved slightly, and she looked meaningfully at Bai Xu who was lying next to her, and said: "You and this white tiger should have an equal contract. You are not afraid of being forcibly separated by the white tiger clan after you go out, and the one in the stone pillar It’s just that the big guy hasn’t given up yet.”

"If you cultivate the spirit beast space, this white tiger will never be able to leave you again. If your life is in danger, you can absorb its vitality and fight for a chance of survival for yourself."

Meng Sangyu smiled and said seductively: "How about it? In exchange, there is also your junior sister Mingqin. If you have the spirit beast space, it will be equivalent to an extra life."

"As long as you let me go, the technique will be yours!" She took out a wooden token and placed it on the ground with a very sincere attitude.

Han Lu met her sincere eyes, thought for a few moments, and suddenly sneered: "Meng Sangyu, it's a pity that you don't want to be a businessman."

Hearing this, Meng Sangyu breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

She knew that no one could refuse the temptation of the spirit beast space. Even these proud men who appeared to be clear and upright had countless unspeakable greed in their hearts.

However, before she could speak again, Han Lu said coldly: "Why do you believe that I will promise you!"

Meng Sangyu's smile suddenly froze on her face, and she looked at Han Lu, "Aren't you moved?"

"The most important thing for a monk is his own strength. Use a space to forcefully seal the spirit beast inside. How do you know it won't be resentful and betray you one day." Han Lu grabbed Bai Xu and rubbed it hard. Its head, when it was about to go crazy, released its grip.

Bai Xu immediately jumped down, jumped on Meng Sangyu, stepped on her feet fiercely, and said angrily: "Smelly woman, not only hurt A Huan, but also dare to take our ideas, I will trample you to death!"

Although Bai Xu did not use spiritual power and his body looked small, it was a divine beast after all, and its physical strength should not be underestimated. However, after a few strokes, a few traces of blood flowed from the corners of Meng Sangyu's mouth, and his breath became weak again.

Han Lu did not stop Bai Xu's movement.

He looked away disdainfully, looked at the stone pillars in the palace, and said loudly: "Senior Qinglong, your junior is going to be killed, why don't you come out and save him?"

The hall was silent for a few moments before a low voice sounded.

"The aura inside a green dragon egg that has not yet hatched can no longer be sensed. Even if it is rescued, the hope of survival is very slim. Moreover, my Green Dragon clan does not have such weak descendants."

Han Lu sneered and said sarcastically: "In that case, then this green dragon egg is mine!"

"It's up to you." Qinglong responded nonchalantly.

Han Lu's face turned cold and he turned around to look at Meng Sangyu. He was about to call out the Fusheng Sword when he suddenly thought of Han Ziqi, so he changed his sword and placed it on Meng Sangyu's neck.

"Take that egg out."

The spirit beast space is actually a folded space created by monks using spiritual power in the body. Only Meng Sangyu can do it herself, otherwise even if Han Lu destroys her spirit beast space again, she will not be able to get out the green dragon egg.

Meng Sangyu felt the coolness on her neck, her eyes widened in an instant, and she shouted angrily: "Jing Che, please be careful!"

"That was someone else, not you!" Han Lu didn't want to talk nonsense to her. With a move of his hand, there was an inch-long gash on her neck.

"Wait!" Meng Sangyu shouted quickly and said in fear: "I will give you the green dragon egg."

"speed!"

The sword in Han Lu's hand stretched forward again.

Meng Sangyu closed her eyes fiercely to cover up the hatred in her eyes. After a few silent words, a faint spiritual light suddenly lit up between her eyebrows.

In the aura, a large green light rushed out from the center of her eyebrows, slowly grew in size, and turned into a green dragon egg. Han Lu quickly caught it.

But at this moment-

Meng Sangyu suddenly grabbed the long sword around his neck and stabbed it between his eyebrows.