C134

Just then, Chi Ji said proudly: "Yu Wu Hen, how is it? This greeting gift is not too bad, right? "

Yu Wu Hen's white face turned a shade of red, and his eyes became ice-cold. His calm voice was a bit louder than usual.

"Chi Ji, you are despicable! The person you want to deal with is me, but why are there innocent people involved? "

Chi Ji said seriously, "Yu Wuhen, you and him only met by chance, why do you have to make an enemy out of the leader of this association for such a little brat?"

"I do not wish to offend the leader of the Crimson Gang, it's just that the leader is too overbearing!"

"Yu Wuhen, as long as you are willing to submit to me, I will immediately release your little celestial brother. How about it?"

Silence, silence, but then the ticking broke the silence.

One drop, two drops, three drops …

Black blood continuously dripped down from Li Xian'er's shoulder onto the surface of the ice. The blood gradually expanded and dyed the entire ice black.

Yu Wu Hen looked at Li Xian'er and saw that her eyes were lowered. Her face was green and she looked on the verge of death.

At this moment, Li Xian'er opened her eyes slightly. Her gaze happened to meet Chao Yu Wu Hen's eyes, and the moment she saw Yu Wu Hen, a look of longing for life flashed in her eyes. Her lips slightly moved, and her weak voice reached Yu Wu Hen's ears:

"Jade..." Brother Yu, save... I... Save... "I …"

Looking at her helpless expression, Yu Wuhen could not help but blame himself. The reason he left Shuangfeng Town was to protect his little brother, he did not want him to get involved in this chaotic situation. However, she had never thought that not only did she fail to protect him, but she also harmed him.

Thinking of this, Yu Wuhen looked at her wound again:

"From the looks of it, the sword poison has probably spread. If there's no antidote, then this little deity brother wouldn't be able to last much longer. What should he do? Was she going to just watch him die from the poison? Could it be that only by agreeing with this woman can we save Little Immortal? "

Sweat trickled down his forehead, and his breathing started to become hurried. Calm and unhurried, it seemed that the further away he was from Yu Wuhen, the more he felt helpless for the first time.

"Ding Ding Dong Dong …"

Suddenly, he heard a crisp sound from below his feet. Yu Wuhen looked down and saw a small medicine bottle spinning beneath his feet.

"Yu Wu Hen, I have always kept my word. In order to show my sincerity, this is the antidote."

Seeing Yu Wu Hen's helpless look, Chi Ji was very pleased with herself. She thought that as long as Yu Wu Hen could pick up the small bottle, it would be equivalent to submitting to her, but before long, her pride disappeared without a trace. Yu Wu Hen did not pick up the small bottle as she had expected.

"What is it? Yu Wu Hen, what are you hesitating for? If you had been any slower, and given him the antidote, even the deities of the Luo River wouldn't have been able to save him! "

Not long later, the fine lines began to crack, and the cracks gradually moved from her face to her neck, spreading throughout her entire body. Along with a few "kacha kacha" sounds, Chi Ji's body seemed to have become a broken piece of ice, completely splitting apart. Not only her, but the enchanting red curtain, and the alluring red candle, all of them shattered as they merged back into the darkness, leaving behind only the lonely little figure on top of the icy river.

"It really is a deceptive trick." Yu Wuhen thought.

In fact, from the moment he heard "Treading Swords", he was even more certain that the other party was an expert using an illusion technique. The illusion technique was not driven by inner force like the illusion technique; it only required a pen and a brush to activate the illusion technique.

This brush, together with the Phantom Head Crushing Mountain Axe and Absolute Soul Chess, were known as the four great demonic artifacts. These four great demonic artifacts were all created by the ghosts of the mountains. The magic of it is that anything written with this pen will evolve into reality according to the will of the person who wrote it. Just like the "Treading through the Swords" that Yu Wushang had previously heard, the other party had only written a single poem, but the most amazing thing was that reality would follow the artistic conception of the poem and perform its deductions. The fragrant grass, the fragrance of butterflies, the serenade, and the high platform of the setting sun would all appear like a painting on the side of the desert.

Since it was a trap, then the red curtain, red candle, and the beautiful woman behind the curtain should also be illusions. After thinking about all these, Yu Wushang immediately took out his Azure Dragon Sword and hacked at the curtain.

Sure enough, just as Yu Wuhen had thought, everything was just a distraction for that woman.

"Since it's an illusion technique, then this Li Xian`er should also be a fake." Yu Wu Hen raised his Azure Dragon Sword and swung it towards Li Xian'er.

Before the blade of the sword reached her, she saw the corner of Li Xian'er's mouth slant as she shot a strange smile at Yu Wushang, and disappeared along with the glacier.

At this moment, a burst of laughter came from the darkness. Yu Wuhen could tell from this voice that it was the voice of the self-proclaimed Red Cloaked Society Chief, Chi Ji.

"As expected of Yu Wuhen. He can actually see through me."

As the sound of his voice faded, a curtain of red light floated down from the sky and appeared before Yu Wushang once again.

"Hmph. You want to repeat the same trick again?" Yu Wu Hen thought to himself. He gripped the Azure Dragon Sword tightly and was ready to swing it at the curtain at any time.

Right at this moment, a change suddenly appeared in the curtain. From one seat to two, from two to four. The curtain was constantly splitting. In the blink of an eye, the surroundings of Yu Wuhen were filled with large and small curtains.

A red candle lit up, and the same graceful figure as before once again reflected off the curtains.

"Yu Wu Hen, you can't win against me. Even if you put all your effort into the Heavenly Mystery Sect's secret scripture, you won't be able to win. If you don't understand the situation and cause me to lose my patience, then I'm afraid there won't even be a corpse. "

What Chi Ji said was not exaggerated at all. Yu Wuhen had seen the power of this brush, and it was indeed extraordinary. If Chi Ji waved the brush, all she had to do was write: "Yu Wuhen died without a complete corpse." With these words, Yu Wuhen would be in danger.

At this moment, Yu Wuhen finally understood why a weak girl could have such great ability and control over so many experts in the Red Cloth Guild. Those people weren't afraid of her, they were revering the brush in her hands. But then again, if this brush was so powerful, why would the martial artists not fight over it, and instead spend so much effort just to obtain the 'Celestial Arcanum Sect's secret scripture'? Even the Great Devil Bai was not interested in this brush.

Yu Wuhen obviously wanted to know about such a puzzling matter, so he said, "Before I make my move, I still have something I don't understand."

"Go ahead."

"If I'm not wrong, the pen in Chi Ji's hand should be the one Senior Yi used, right?"

After listening to Yu Wuhen's words, Chi Ji was stunned for a moment before laughing out loud.

"Yu Wu Hen, you know quite a lot. That's right, the brush in this chief's hand is indeed the pen of Scholar Yi. As for its power, you've seen it just now. As for what senior Yi …" At this point, Chi Ji paused for a moment before continuing, "There is a phrase in the martial arts world called 'Zhang Chong's Spinning Little Sister's Axe' and Mr Lan's Chess Chess Chess Created by a scholar '." Perhaps it's because of the influence of those words, which is why people in the martial arts world all think that scholar Yi is a fixed person, but is actually not the case. "

Saying this, the figure on the curtain picked up a pen from the desk and shook it. He continued, "Because whoever gets this pen, is Scholar Yi. Now, the Head of the Council is already the third generation of Scholars Yi."

"So that's how it is." Hearing Chi Ji's words, Yu Wu Hen finally understood some of the secrets in this brush. He then asked, "Since this pen is so powerful, does the leader not worry about people coveting it?"

Chi Ji snorted and said, "How could they dare to have such thoughts? Unless they want to die."

"Why is that?" Yu Wu Hen asked.

"This brush is filled with an enormous devilish aura. If it wasn't for the fact that I don't have a deep cultivation, I would have been sucked dry of my skin long ago."