bookcurios Chapter 188: A Red Umbrella
Chapter 188: A Red Umbrella
Wei Wushang and the other man leaped to the side of Shen Chutang, drew out the "Qingshuang" without saying a word, and blocked the three incoming sword energies.
“You came pretty quickly!”
Shen Chutang glanced at him and his gaze fell on the Three Evils again.
Wei Wushang choked, thinking of Mu Yao who was still guarding Xiao Douxue alone in the back, so he didn't waste any words, Qingshuang rose again, the sword energy was full of wildness, and every move was murderous.
Another one?
Yan Sha looked at the newcomer in surprise. He had bright eyes, sparse eyebrows, and a handsome appearance. It was obvious at first glance that he was no ordinary person.
"Who are you?" He asked the question in his mind. Then he turned his gaze to Shen Chutang. They both had outstanding looks and superb martial arts skills. Their moves were also vaguely similar.
"Do you think you deserve to know?"
The clanging sound rose again, and the sword energy was unstoppable, spreading in all directions.
Yan Sha was so angry that his old face turned red. These two people even spoke in the same arrogant tone. He was now sure that they were either brothers or fellow apprentices.
Guisha raised his chin, and the blood in his body began to boil. Another strong man came, isn't this interesting?
"Jiejiejiejie."
He could no longer suppress the excited cells in his body, and instantly released overwhelming internal force, attacking Wei Wushang and Shen Chutang without reservation.
Yan Sha followed in an instant, stepped into the void, and slashed down with sword energy as powerful as thunder, blasting a several-meter-deep ditch on the ground.
Xing Qilang brushed the three narrow cuts on his chest and tore off his outer robe. A cold light flashed in his eyes and he swung his sword, which soared into the sky and illuminated the horizon.
Three forces that could split mountains and cut off rivers converged towards Wei Wushang and Shen Chutang.
Wei Wushang glanced at Shen Chutang's pale lips, increased the strength in his hands, leaped in between the three people, and returned all the power that had just attacked them.
After a hundred moves, the three evil spirits were exhausted. The sword marks on their bodies gradually increased, and the robes of Shen Chutang and Wei Wushang were also torn to varying degrees.
Wei Wushang's aura was clearly a little disordered. The two sides tacitly stopped fighting and stood there.
"Why are there only three evil spirits?" Wei Wushang glanced at Shen Chutang and asked. In addition to the one he had just killed in a sneak attack and the one lying on the road, there should be two more.
"I killed one, and the other one hasn't appeared yet." Shen Chutang replied with a steady breath.
Didn't show up?
A bad premonition came to his mind. Wei Wushang looked at the three evil spirits in front of him and suddenly asked, "Where is the other one of you?"
The muddy mountain road splashed with tall columns of water, and the air was filled with the smell of death, which made people's hair stand on end and their hair stand on end.
Mu Yao stayed beside Xiao Douxue, wiping the rain off his face from time to time.
Erlang's vital signs were gradually stabilizing, and Mu Yao tidied up his hair that was blown off by the rain. She knew that her husband was very fond of beauty and would not tolerate a messy appearance.
Suddenly, a series of clear bell sounds came to my ears, the sound came from far away and was both ethereal and real.
The rain above my head stopped falling, but the heavy rain around me was still raging in the dark night.
Mu Yao turned her head and looked up, and a beautiful face came into view.
"Girl, do you need help?"
The boy was holding a red umbrella, wearing a white robe, with his black hair slightly curled up and cascading down his shoulders. He had a red silk ribbon tied around his waist, the same color as the umbrella, and a string of silver bells hanging from his left side.
A pair of eyes were bottomless, with a faint purple light flowing through them, and they were looking at her with a smile, lowering their head.
"Who are you?" Mu Yao looked at the strange man in front of her in confusion.
"I am the Divine Demon, Ye Jingzhan."
Ye Jingzhan?
God?
She remembered that the old man in black in the community temple was called Chisha.
What about the person in front of me?
Mu Yao's pupils shrank sharply, and her face turned pale as paper. She held Xiao Douxue's body and moved back with difficulty.
"No need." Mu Yao lowered her head and dared not stare at him anymore. The cold sweat on her hands continued to seep out and merged with the rain, and she couldn't help but shiver.
The rain overhead stopped again.
Mu Yao glanced sideways at the white boots beside her and swallowed.
She raised her head slowly and uneasily to look at the evil spirit again, and her son was still holding the umbrella for her and smiling with his head down.
After the second confrontation among the five people in the dense forest, Xing Qilang was killed by Shen Chutang and Wei Wushang.
Guisha and Yansha both had one arm broken off and plunged into the rainy night.
Shen Chutang stared at the direction the two people left and hesitated for a moment, then turned around and went back to where Mu Yao and Xiao Douxue were staying with Wei Wushang.
Under the old elm tree, Xiao Douxue was the only one lying on the ground alone, with a red umbrella placed beside him to protect him from the wind and rain.