Chapter 822 Zhang 3 is online
"Sister Yan'er, you and Sister Qingcheng go to the Mo family first. I'll rush over as soon as I've dealt with Fifth Sister's affairs. By the way, you should bring Wangcai with you."
Although there is an extremely terrifying soul hidden in Ye Qingcheng's body, it is not stable, so Lu Yun still thinks it would be safer to let Wangcai follow them.
Even though Wangcai is just a cat, its saliva is enough to corrode a Jindan stage cultivator.
Lu Yun felt relieved to have it as a bodyguard.
But Wangcai was a little unhappy and meowed a few times to express his protest.
Lu Yun suddenly took out a small bottle from his body in a mysterious manner, opened the bottle cap and swept it across Wangcai's nose. Wangcai's eyes immediately lit up and he drooled.
What was in the bottle was naturally Lu Yun's blood.
"As long as you protect my sisters, you will definitely get some benefits."
Lu Yun capped the bottle and handed it to Liu Yan'er for safekeeping. Wangcai was not brave enough and immediately rubbed his furry body against Liu Yan'er's legs.
"Haha, little thing, be good and listen to me!"
Liu Yan'er picked up Wangcai with satisfaction.
Several experts from the Mo family and Sun Xiaoxue couldn't help but look surprised when they saw this scene.
Let a cat be a bodyguard?
Crazy!
They couldn't tell what was special about this black cat, because from the appearance, Wangcai was not much different from ordinary pet cats.
A few people thought Lu Yun was joking and didn't take it seriously.
Soon, everyone went their separate ways.
Ye Qingcheng and Liu Yan'er, escorted by several masters of the Mo family and Sun Xiaoxue, went to Kunlun, while Lu Yun took Chu Yao to the northwest desert area.
At this time, Lu Yun's means of transportation came in handy. The two of them crossed the Dragon Country map at an almost terrifying speed and came to the northwest area.
"I sense the aura of the soul-searching bell!"
Since the soul-searching bell had recognized Chu Yao as its master a long time ago, Chu Yao would be able to sense the existence of the bell as long as she was within a certain range.
The direction of the sensing was not from that ancient tomb, which meant that Chu Yao's storage bag and the soul-searching bell were indeed picked up by someone.
"Since you've sensed it, let's get to work. From now on, my name is Zhang San, Fifth Sister's wife, show me the way!"
Lu Yun put on the mask very skillfully, and according to the direction information provided by Chu Yao, he pushed his feet and the 28-inch bicycle instantly turned into a flowing shadow and shot out.
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Jin family.
A family of cultivators that uses the Poison Scorpion King as their totem, although not as good as those cultivation sects in Kunlun, is still considered a dominant overlord in the northwest desert area.
Recently, the Jin family has made a big harvest.
They followed two tomb robbers and discovered a huge ancient tomb. There were a large number of magical instruments buried in the tomb, which they all moved back to the Jin family.
Although the process was a bit tortuous, they were accidentally poisoned by the love flower when they entered the cemetery, but it was not a big problem. After returning, they used the original method to detoxify the love flower poison.
Inside the sandcastle.
Jin Dale repeatedly played with a blood-red scimitar with an obsessed look in his eyes. He couldn't let it go and kept muttering, "What a good knife! What a good knife!! Haha, such a rare sword actually fell into my hands. It's great!"
He kept stroking the bloody blade, as if possessed, and refused to put it down for a moment.
This scimitar was one of the many magical weapons taken out from the ancient tomb. When Jin Dale saw it for the first time, he was deeply fascinated by it, as if it was the most precious treasure in the world.
Jin Dale had never been so obsessed with her that he never left her side and even slept with her in his arms.
"Dad, this storage bag fell from that beautiful tomb robber. I checked it and there is no ID card inside."
Just as Jin Dale was greedily stroking the bloody scimitar, a sturdy young man walked in.
His name is Jin Feng.
Kim Dal-il's son.
What he was holding in his hand was the storage bag that Chu Yao had dropped.
This type of storage bag is also a magical tool, which is only used by practitioners or ascetics. Generally speaking, most people from sects and schools will habitually put their identity cards in the storage bag.
When Jin Feng picked up the storage bag, he did not find Chu Yao's identity card in it, so naturally he didn't know which sect Chu Yao belonged to.
However, he was sure that Chu Yao was a cultivator, because there were many things in the storage bag that only cultivators would use.
"I found a bell inside. It looks like a good magical tool, but it has already been recognized by its owner. I don't know how to use it."
Jin Feng took out the soul-searching bell from the storage bag, shook it a few times, and suddenly a crisp bell sound was rang out. Since Jin Feng was not the owner, the soul-searching bell did not exert much power.
But even so, when the bell rang, the bloody scimitar in Jin Dale's hand still burst out with a fierce aura, as if it was extremely repulsed by the bell.
This fierce aura directly affected Jin Dale's mind. His eyes were instantly bloodshot and he roared with wide eyes: "Who told you to shake the bell? Get it out and destroy it quickly! Get out!"
While Jin Dale roared loudly, he soothed the scimitar in his hand with heartache, as if he was soothing his most beloved woman.
Jin Feng was stunned for a moment.
I didn’t know why my father was so angry today, but I didn’t dare to disobey him. I had to put the soul-searching bell back into the storage bag and leave quickly.
In fact, every time Chu Yao followed Tian Miaozi into the tomb, they always found an evil tomb, and the magic weapons in the tomb were not normal magic weapons, but evil spirit weapons.
The reason why Jin Dale lost his mind was because the bloody scimitar in his hand was an evil weapon.
The soul-searching bell has a restraining effect on evil spirit weapons.
When sensing the aura of the soul-searching bell, the bloody scimitar naturally produced a rejection, which in turn affected Jin Dale's emotions, causing him to become violent and cruel.