allendalepharm Chapter 2832 Xiaoman (Black Pottery Jar)
Chapter 2832 Xiaoman (Black Pottery Jar)
"You are lying!"
"Princess Chu Ran is kind-hearted and would never do that!"
"But you, Hu Xiaoman, are so vicious that you actually used the black pottery jar to kill Princess Chu Ran!"
"Now you have made the prince dizzy and confused, without knowing right from wrong, you witch!"
"I won't let you go!"
At this moment, Chu Hen's eyes were full of sadness and anger.
He had liked Chu Ran for so long, but he couldn't get her, so he always kept her in his heart and loved her.
The person he loved most in his heart was thrown into the evil world of the black pottery jar by Hu Xiaoman. At the last moment, she was so terrified.
The more Chu Hen thought about it, the more distressed and angry he became, and the veins on his forehead bulged.
He raised his sword and attacked again.
Chu Zhaole also quickly raised his sword and stepped forward. The two of them faced each other again, with sword shadows flashing.
Chu Ruo stood beside Hu Xiaoman, with some disbelief in her eyes and her mouth slightly open.
"Xiao Man, you are actually the Crown Prince's junior sister?"
Hu Xiaoman nodded: "Yes, I knew it before."
"Otherwise, do you think I would be so kind as to risk my life to save a stranger?"
A smile appeared on Chu Ruo's lips.
She knew that Hu Xiaoman was a very good girl.
Even though he said this, he would not stand by and watch someone die.
Even if you don't help the person in need, he deserves it.
At this moment, Hu Xiaoman is incomparable in Chu Ruo's heart, and no matter what she does, it is right.
Chu Hen was injured and his cultivation was slightly weaker than Chu Zhaole's.
But at this moment, driven by anger, he actually fought a draw with Chu Zhaole.
I don’t know if he was so sad that he went crazy, but he took out a lot of talismans from his storage ring to deal with Chu Zhaole.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he waved talismans wildly like a violent beast that had lost its mind. The talismans flew everywhere.
But Chu Zhaole dodged them all one by one.
Chu Zhaole quickly walked around behind him and hit him on the head with the back of his sword.
The next moment Chu Hen fell to the ground with a thud.
Chu Zhaole looked at Chu Hen lying on the ground, sighed, raised his hand, and said to the guard beside him: "Drag him away and lock him up."
To prevent Chu Hen from getting sad and crazy and hurting his junior sister.
Chu Zhaole walked up to Hu Xiaoman and said gently, "Junior sister, Third Senior Brother will take you to the Demon-Suppressing Temple right now."
Hu Xiaoman nodded happily and walked lightly beside Chu Zhaole.
Chu Ruo walked on the other side of Chu Zhaole.
When the three arrived at the Temple of Suppressing Evils, Hu Xiaoman couldn't wait to walk in quickly.
On both sides of the Temple of Suppressing Evils, there were more than thirty monks wearing golden robes sitting neatly.
These monks were beating wooden fish and chanting something.
The low sound of chanting echoed in the hall.
And the black pottery jar was suspended in the middle.
There was an eerie atmosphere surrounding the pottery jar.
From time to time, a shrill cry and the roar of evil creatures could be heard from the black pottery jar.
Hu Xiaoman raised his eyebrows and said in disbelief: "That old thing hasn't been torn to pieces by the evil creature inside."
Chu Zhaole nodded: "Junior sister, that old guy has reached the Spiritual Transformation Stage."
“Although there are many evil things in your black pottery jar, it is not easy to kill a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage.”
Hu Xiaoman curled his lips and said, "But judging from the old man's voice, he must be at the end of his strength and will soon be torn to pieces by the evil creature inside."
"It's okay, it's just a matter of time."
Hu Xiaoman took out the talisman pen from the Fire Spirit Ring, sat down cross-legged, and began to draw the evil-suppressing talisman carefully.
She was concentrating, her eyes fixed on the talisman paper, and the talisman pen moved like a dragon under her control.
One talisman after another took shape quickly under his pen and were then carefully placed aside.
As she concentrated on drawing the talismans, the small talismans on the talisman pen in her hand actually emitted a faint golden light.
And the evil-suppressing talisman she drew seemed to be slightly different from the previous ones.
Chu Ruo, who was standing aside, had golden light in her eyes and was full of admiration for Hu Xiaoman.
She has completely become Hu Xiaoman's number one fan.
Chu Ruo watched Hu Xiaoman draw the talismans without blinking, but the talismans on the paper made her dizzy.
Chu Zhaole's eyes were also full of surprise.
He didn't understand his junior sister.
After all, this was the first time I met my junior sister, and Master didn’t introduce her in detail in the letter.
It just means that he has accepted a very outstanding and lovely little sister who can bring joy to the sect.
It turns out that his junior sister is so powerful, she is actually a talisman practitioner!
Thinking about it, there is indeed not a single one among his fellow disciples who practices talismans.
Just when Hu Xiaoman drew dozens of evil-suppressing talismans in one breath and wanted to continue, Xiao Huang suddenly snatched the talisman pen from her hand.
"Young Master, please take it easy."
"If I continue to paint, I'll probably vomit blood again."
"I am now as thin as a bamboo pole. I can't repair and treat you until you recover."
Hu Xiaoman, whose talisman pen was snatched away, blinked, looked at the evil-suppressing talisman beside him, nodded, and stood up.
"Know it."
"Just don't draw it!"
Hu Xiaoman found that he could concentrate more easily while chanting.
Just now, while I was painting, I seemed to have entered a state of trance.
But she also knew that Xiao Huang's worries were right, and he had to take care of his health now.
If something like Chu Hen happened again, she would still have the strength to escape.
When he thought of Chu Hen, a hint of sadness flashed across Hu Xiaoman's eyes.
As Chu Hen was the number one killer in the State of Chu, Hu Xiaoman did not think that the prison of the State of Chu could hold him.
As long as he wanted Hu Xiaoman to die, he would keep assassinating him.
At this moment, in Hu Xiaoman's heart, the word "death" had already been stamped on Chu Hen's forehead.
Hu Xiaoman took the talisman pen from Xiao Huang's hand and put it into the Fire Spirit Ring.
After all, this talisman pen is really easy to use and very spiritual.
Then, she moved her hand, and the talismans in her hand flew towards the black pottery jar like butterflies.
The black pottery jar was filled with stickers.
The shrill cry from the pottery jar disappeared and everything became quiet.
Hu Xiaoman hooked his finger, and the black pottery jar flew over obediently.
She smiled, touched the black pottery jar, and put it into the Fire Spirit Ring.
Although there are countless evil things in this black pottery jar, if used well, it can become a powerful weapon in your hands.
After all, even a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage can be killed.
Chu Zhaole frowned worriedly: "Junior sister, this black pottery jar is an evil object. How about I accompany you back to Kunlun Mountain and hand it over to Master to deal with it?"
Chu Zhaole was worried about Hu Xiaoman's safety.
Hu Xiaoman smiled and shook his head.
"Don't worry, Third Brother. I can draw the evil-repelling talisman, and I can also get rid of the evil things in the pottery jar. It's okay."