Traveling through time, collecting handsome men, even the master can't escape!

Chapter 130 Are you the one who got angry first?

Her mentality exploded at this moment! Countless alpaca horses were turning upside down in her heart...

Don't play tricks on her like that. That top-grade spiritual weapon knows her weakness and uses the same trick to escape every time.

And! It works every time!

In Wu Yuying's opinion, this is too much!

Although, she was very angry, very manic, and very crazy!

However, she still persevered and continued to catch up.

A common saying can be used to describe her, "No matter how many times you abuse me, I will still treat you like my first love..."

The monks who were fighting with her for the throne all showed sympathy in their eyes, and some even spoke up to comfort Wu Yuying.

"Junior sister, you don't look right! Don't be too happy. Failure is the goddamn ancestor of success. You might fail again next time..."

"That's right, among all of us, you are the closest to the best spiritual weapon. Even if we don't fight for the buns, we have to fight for our reputation!"

"Eh? Why do I think this junior sister's Taoist robe looks familiar? Oh! I suddenly remembered, isn't this a disciple of Tianyuan Taoist Academy?"

"Oh my! Oh my! After hearing what you said, I just realized, wow... I didn't expect that Tianyuan Taoist Academy actually has such a person as Junior Sister. Your academy is really full of talented people!"

"All of you shut up!" Wu Yuying's face turned pale. She stopped and yelled towards the source of the sound. Her originally peaceful little face now showed a murderous expression.

"Oh my god, you are so young but you have such a good temper!"

"Let's go, let's go chase the spiritual weapon. What if she gets mad and comes to beat us up? But... with her cute little face, she looks like a good person."

"..."

How can one mouth speak louder than dozens of others? Wu Yuying simply ignored them and focused on chasing the spiritual weapon.

In fact, she didn't want to reveal her full strength, mainly because she was afraid of being targeted.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.

No matter how powerful a tiger is, it cannot withstand the bite of a pack of wolves!

Besides, she is not a tiger, at best she is just a fat cat.

Another half an hour passed, and Wu Yuying still hadn't caught the cunning spiritual weapon. She was also exhausted. Although she took drugs from time to time during the chase, her legs couldn't stand it anymore and felt numb and sore.

So she stopped and found a small corner to rest for a while. She couldn't catch up with him, let alone others.

However, something unexpected happened to her. For some reason, the spiritual weapon broke through the crowd and flew towards her.

Then...he threw himself directly into her arms, not moving at all.

"???"

"You...what do you mean? Are you kidding me?"

Wu Yuying's face changed and she quickly glanced at the crowd of people chasing after her. Suddenly, her whole body shuddered.

She saw a huge crowd of people coming towards her, roughly estimated to be several hundred people.

"run!"

Without giving her time to think, she jumped up from the ground holding the top-grade spiritual weapon in her arms, spread her feet and started running.

At the same time, he said angrily, "Brother? What are you talking about? You brought so many people here, do you want me to die on the spot?"

However, what made Wu Yuying very angry was that the long sword in her arms seemed to be very happy and kept rubbing against her arms.

"shit!"

"Are you still gloating? Do you believe that I will throw you away?" While running away, Wu Yuying took the opportunity to glance at the long sword in her arms and threatened.

To be honest, she really couldn't bear to throw it away, she was just satisfying her craving for it. The big brother in her arms was the best of the best spiritual weapons!

Throw? Not happening!

Although she was very angry, she held the sword tightly in her hand, fearing that he would slip away again.

Behind her, the people who swarmed over to chase her were shouting at the top of their lungs, and all kinds of brilliant spiritual weapons were emitting rays of light that bloomed behind her like fireworks.

Among them, there are various hidden weapons such as darts, flying knives, flying needles, etc.

Threats! Envy! Sarcasm! Curses! Various voices mixed together and entered her mind.

This time, Wu Yuying did not hide her speed. She ran at full speed towards the cave.

Are you kidding? This concerns her life and is no joke. She can't care about that.

As long as she entered the cave, she could use the complicated routes inside to easily leave all the people behind her behind, and no one could catch her inside.

Even if they blocked the entrance to the cave, she was not afraid. At worst she could stay inside until the secret realm ended.

However, she did not think that those people would waste time waiting for her at the cave entrance. However, the facts were similar to what she had guessed.

When she entered the cave, most of the practitioners followed in. However, not long after, they were discouraged by the complicated routes and extremely thin spiritual energy inside.

Some of the monks turned around and left when they saw the cave. It was obvious that they had developed a psychological trauma from the cave. The previous maze tortured them so much that no one wanted to experience it again.

Moreover, even a fool knows that caves and mazes are the same concept. It is uncertain whether a person can find the way out, and if he cannot get out, then it is not worth it.

However, there were still seven or eight monks who refused to give up and guarded the cave entrance.

an hour later

Wu Yuying used the strategy of luring the tiger away from the mountain, and after successively dealing with the seven or eight practitioners guarding the cave entrance, she swaggered out of the cave.

When she returned to the battlefield, she was afraid of being recognized and causing trouble, so she put a sparrow-shaped mask on her head.

When she arrived at the battlefield, the battle to seize the spiritual weapon was still going on, but there were only a dozen or so rays of light left.

However, the competition became even more intense.

Suddenly, Wu Yuying's face changed, a white sword appeared in her hand, her figure flashed, and she rushed towards a battle in the distance.

The white sword in her hand was the top-grade spiritual weapon that had been delivered to her door before.

During the hour in the cave, Wu Yuying had already recognized it as her master by dripping blood with it. She found that the latter seemed to like her very much and did not resist during the process. She succeeded in recognizing it as her master.

The change in the white sword's attitude left Wu Yuying dumbfounded.

Seeing that there was no name engraved on the sword, she gave it a special name, "Huaxia".

Wu Yuying uses the word "Huaxia" to remember that she comes from the Earth, from China. She is a member of the Chinese nation, not an ordinary cultivator in this alien world.

On the battlefield, Wu Yuying saw a familiar figure.

A woman wearing a pomegranate skirt was in danger from the powerful golden-winged eagle of the demon clan. There were obvious bloodstains on her pomegranate skirt.

There were five or six corpses lying on the ground around them. Judging from the clothes they were wearing, they were all disciples of Tianyuan Taoist Temple.

Not far from them, the red-clothed woman from Tianyuan Taoist Temple was fighting with the strongest young man from Netherworld Palace.

The former's purpose was to help Xia Yurou, but the latter stopped her tightly, causing the woman in red to be unable to get there.

"Xia Yurou, there is! Danger!"

"Damn! It's the Netherworld Palace again!" Wu Yuying glanced at the battle between the red woman and the Netherworld Palace man, and her heart was filled with fury!

She naturally knew the purpose of the young man in the Netherworld Palace. As long as he could delay the woman in red and prevent her from helping Xia Yurou, the latter would sooner or later die at the hands of the golden-winged eagle.

Wu Yuying hated the Nether Palace so much. Ever since she entered the secret realm, for some unknown reason, the disciples of the Nether Palace started to act like crazy and kept hunting down the disciples of the Tianyuan Taoist Academy. She didn't know how many disciples had died at their hands.

Wu Yuying held the Hua Xia sword in her hand and playfully touched the back of the golden-winged eagle. She injected spiritual energy into the Hua Xia sword, roared, and slashed at the back of the golden-winged eagle.

Suddenly, a dazzling white sword light tore through the air and slashed towards the back of the golden-winged eagle at an extremely fast speed.

"You damned bird! Die!"

Wu Yuying's loud roar attracted the attention of several people on the battlefield.

The golden-winged eagle felt the strong fluctuation of spiritual power behind it, and quickly dodged to the side, narrowly avoiding the rapidly splitting sword light.

His body swayed a few times in the air, then stabilized. Then, he stared at Wu Yuying with sharp eyes.

He had never thought that after he had killed several practitioners, someone would dare to come to help. His sharp eyes showed obvious anger.

However, he discovered a strange phenomenon. The little girl who attacked him seemed to be angrier than him? If he was not mistaken, even her body was shaking?

For a moment, the golden-winged eagle was stunned!

"What is this? Not only did I sneak attack you, but you got angry first?"