New White Snake Asking Immortals

After resting in Jiangzhou for more than a month, it was rare to relax.

The location of Jiangzhou City is very good. The attic of the house is next to a huge lake in the city. The lake is wide and rippling. Green willows are planted on the bank. Goulan on the opposite side of the lake is the place where the dignitaries hang out in the city, and there are constant drums and music every day.

The elder somehow took away all the resident senior disciples last night, with a hurried look on his face.

In addition to a group of Miao Zhu who recruited locally to be responsible for the incense, there were only Bai Yujun and two other foundation-building disciples in the resident, two senior brothers Yuxu, who went out on missions to rest in the resident just like Bai Yujun.

Rest is boring, you can't lie in bed and sleep every day.

The two senior brothers have been meditating and practicing, and Bai Yujun felt bored, so she took the newly bought teapot and soaked two cheap ginseng and went to the Goulan to watch a play. Qu'er's place, um... simply put, it's the opera house of modern Earth.

After the flood recedes, the people have hope in their lives, and they will come to spend some time with spare money in their purses.

Carrying the teapot, putting on the newly-made Quju Hanfu, swaying all the way out of the S-shaped route to the door of Goulan, the door stared blankly at the teapot in Bai Yujun's hand, and didn't quite understand why the tea provided in Goulan had to be provided by himself. Take, fortunately there is no corkage fee this year.

"This lady... this..."

Menzi pointed to the teapot with question marks all over his face, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"This? I'm sorry I can't give you tea, see you later."

Throwing him a tael of silver for the entrance fee, Bai Yujun walked into the gate, and bought an elegant seat for another five taels of silver, and drank ginseng soup in mouthfuls.

To be honest, the operas here are really meaningless. They are all clichés without any innovation.

If you dare to innovate, you will be called a deviant. It is always right to repeat the old ones. You can recite popular operas silently, and all you need to do is to see the performance and appearance of the performers.

In fact, Bai Yujun felt that the operas in towns and villages were more interesting. Some people might say they were too vulgar, but watching operas was just a way to have fun and pass the time.

He drank all the ginseng soup in one gulp, and called the waiter to bring a new pot of tea with the cheek.

The private seat is not a private room, but it has a larger seating space and a tea table. The lady from an unknown family next to her is staring at Bai Yujun curiously, probably thinking that drinking tea from a teapot is something she has never seen before.

That's right, Bai Yujun was sitting in the women's section watching a play. Don't ask why, she couldn't sit peacefully with those men. After all, it's not good to kill people.

suddenly……

There was a sudden discomfort in her chest, and the sharp pain made Bai Yujun not understand why.

"Well……"

The screen in front of me keeps flickering...

She couldn't catch her breath and was suffocated. After the symptoms were relieved, she grabbed the teapot and poured a few sips of tea to feel better. The lady from another rich family who was sitting next to her sent her maid to greet her. Bai Yujun waved her hand to say that she was fine and thanked her.

Immortal Snake's ability to predict and sense felt palpitations, as if something bad was about to happen...

Bai Yujun's snake-like soul instinctively wants to find a safe place to hide to avoid disasters. The colorful actors on the stage are still singing, and the uneasiness that comes from the depths of the soul is getting stronger and stronger. The white snake got into the hole!

In Bai Yujun's opinion, the safest place is Chunyang Station.

Pushing away the table, he ran out of the theater under the curious gaze of everyone, and ran directly from Dengpingdushui to the station on the other side...

Outside Jiangzhou City, a beam of light flew rapidly.

Bai Yujun almost scrambled and crawled back to the resident courtyard, and then ran all the way to the third-floor attic by the lake, which is the resident meeting hall. For some reason, even after entering the resident courtyard, she still felt insecure and palpitating It became stronger and stronger, and when I went up to the third floor, I saw two brothers still meditating.

The two opened their eyes and looked at the panting Bai Yujun strangely. Under normal circumstances, monks rarely lose their composure.

"Junior Sister Bai, what's wrong with you..."

Bai Yujun looked at the two senior brothers, and the fear in her heart still existed. Obviously, the Chunyang station did not bring any sense of security, as if... the crisis was here!

"Let's go quickly...the sooner the better..." Bai Yujun shouted anxiously.

"Go? Where are you going?"

"Anywhere is fine! Yes...uh..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a huge oppression fell from the sky and made the two of them terrified. It was the power released by a monk whose cultivation level was higher than his own. Simply put, it was a kind of high energy beyond his own ability. The most direct feeling brought by the magnetic field of the object, Bai Yujun didn't know whether the guy who released the intimidating aura was at the Jindan stage or the Nascent Soul stage, no matter which one was too easy to deal with his three foundation-building kittens.

Light flashed outside the window.

Boom~!

A house in the resident collapsed after a violent explosion, and the dust was flying. The long-term workers and maids in the courtyard ran in panic, and many people were crushed in the ruins without knowing their lives. .

Crack... crunch!

The three-storey attic shook violently, and about one-third of the building was shattered, exposing a piece of wood, blue tiles and various sundries fell, and splashes splashed in the lake.

Bai Yujun fell to the ground and stepped back, trying to stay away from the shattered attic on the other side...

Looking at the sky through the hole, a man in purple and black clothes stands in the air. Every time he waves his hand, it will cause explosion damage in the courtyard of the station. Walking in the courtyard is like trampling to death a few ants on the ground in his back garden. Such a reckless act of vandalism, it can be seen that the person clearly knows whose territory he is destroying.

Facing the masters who are beyond a few levels of cultivation, there is not much that can be done, struggling is useless, and a deep sense of powerlessness fills her heart. Bai Yujun clearly feels the strong crisis of death, and some regret that she ran back. The theater would not be in danger, and it would be useless to say anything now.

Fear, despair, no desire to resist at all...

There was a flash of people around him, and a disciple of Zixu rushed up to the two-thirds of the roof with a sword in his hand.

Bai Yujun wanted to stretch out her hand to pull him back, but she couldn't...

"Bold monsters dare to attack my Chunyang resident! Hurry up and stop!"

"Oh? So there are still three little guys hiding."

Casually waved a beam of light, some kind of weapon penetrated the chest of that senior brother Zixu, Bai Yujun saw with her own eyes that senior brother's body smashed against the roof of the attic and the falling blue tiles fell in front of him, another senior brother hesitated a little and used Use all your spiritual power to control the sword and stab that person.

He is almost committing suicide...

Maybe it's his faith that makes him not afraid of the strong, or maybe it's because he knows he must die and would rather die with a bit of dignity.

There was another explosion, and the sword bounced and trembled a few times before returning to calm. Dust fell and covered the white blade, as if the sword's owner was lying motionless on the ground.

Bai Yujun's breathing was rapid and she couldn't stop trembling, death became so clear again.

The three-story wooden attic was shaken after repeated attacks. Bai Yujun huddled in the corner and looked up when she saw the man looking at her. A sense of crisis instantly filled her mind.

"Huh? What is this?"

The man looked at Bai Yujun carefully, licked the corner of his mouth, glanced greedily at him, and shook his head.

"It's a pity, such a beautiful cauldron."

wave.

Bai Yujun watched helplessly as the stream of light flew towards her chest...

The front chest was convulsed with pain and convulsions, Cherry's small mouth opened wide to breathe but could only make a ho-ho sound, the beams and columns of the entire attic collapsed and tilted towards the lake...