Chapter 129: Get ready for the battle in the city of slaughter

"Bam—"

As Shi Yueyi walked into the secret room, the secret door behind her closed automatically and a metallic sound was heard.

That was the sound of the gate closing. About half a year ago, the secret door of this secret room was treated once. It was not just a simple bookshelf and wall as a camouflage. About ten centimeters away from the wall, Shi Yueyi installed a steel gate with her own hands.

She was trapped by the protective measures she had made herself... She had originally intended to provide an extra layer of protection. If the undercover plan was eventually exposed, they could evacuate through this secret room and secret passage. This gate could buy them a lot of time.

Suddenly, the scent of sandalwood wafted from the secret room. Shi Yueyi couldn't help but step back, leaning against the gate. Her hands and feet felt a little weak, and her eyes were dull.

No way, the smell of sandalwood can intoxicate everyone?

The girl in front of him was simply standing in the middle of the secret room, turning her face away while wiping her hair.

"Did you just take a shower?" Shi Yue was stunned.

Qian Renxue was wrapped in a bath towel. It seemed that she had just finished physical training or something, and then came back here to take a shower and wait for Shi Yueyi to come back.

The bath towel looked like a platinum dress on Qian Renxue. She slowly dried her hair and put on a golden hairpin. Her angel soul power shook and the ends of her hair hung down like silk.

This scene was like an ancient mural, as if Qian Renxue was standing in the painting thousands of years ago, and the beauty that had lasted for thousands of years came alive at this moment.

Shi Yueyi reacted and realized that what she smelled just now was not Wanrenzui, but the fragrance of Qian Renxue's body after she had just taken a shower.

"Became a saint?" Qian Renxue turned around.

"Hmm..." Shi Yueyi responded softly. She was still wearing the saint's robe.

Qian Renxue's eyes suddenly lit up. She stretched out her hand and pointed, lighting a lamp behind the other person. Then her eyes swept over Shi Yueyi's whole body, from top to bottom, leaving no part untouched.

Thinking of Qian Renxue and herself getting angry in their hearts, Shi Yueyi now felt as if her body was being cut inch by inch by that knife-like gaze... She was terrified and shy, and subconsciously tightened her hands and turned sideways.

It’s a pity that the saint’s robe was covered too tightly.

Qian Renxue suddenly reached out and touched Shi Yueyi's head.

"Well……"

"Swipe brush-"

Qian Renxue's right hand moved as fast as the wind, messing her hair into a shape that could feed a magpie, then she took a closer look.

Xiao Shiyue shuddered, and cried out in her heart, "My life is over!" If I had known, I would not have played that kind of joke with Qian Renxue. Is she really going to lock me up, or possess me... and kill me in the end? Or will the three of them take turns?

But feeling Qian Renxue's familiar fingertips, she had the illusion of being a helpless kitten meeting a scheming mistress, and her fur was being stroked madly.

A barely perceptible smile flashed across Qian Renxue's eyes.

She heard that people who keep cats would meow twice the first thing they do when they enter the house, hoping to see their little thing come out from somewhere and welcome them.

Until one day the kitten runs away, and you meow for a long time without seeing it come over to rub your palm, you will suddenly feel that your house is so big and so empty.

But Shi Yueyi is not a kitten, she is a bird like herself, destined to soar in the blue sky.

If Qian Renxue said this, then Shi Yueyi would probably immediately say soaring in the blue sky? No, no, no, I want to climb the highest mountain in the world. That mountain must be soaring into the clouds and reaching the sky. One day, I will stand on the shoulders of God.

The two of them were silent for nearly a minute. Finally, Qian Renxue threw the towel and said, "Help me change my clothes and get ready to go out."

Shi Yueyi was stunned for a moment, then took the towel that flew over and looked at Qian Renxue's smooth back: "Going out? Where to?"

"I asked Grandpa Golden Crocodile to prepare some soul beast meat. There is an ungrateful ten-thousand-year-old red-eyed raccoon in the Sunset Forest who wants to raid the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire." Qian Renxue sat down on a high stool in the secret room.

Shi Yueyi took out clothes from her soul guide. Most of the space in her soul guide was filled with clothes that she had customized for Qian Renxue in various clothing stores, or soul guide jewelry that she had made herself.

Walking to Qian Renxue's side, she skillfully changed her clothes into new ones, a set of comfortable underwear and soft armor, and a platinum-colored battle robe on the outside... and pinched the ticklish spots on her body to test it out.

"Stop it!" Qian Renxue said unhappily.

"Did I hear correctly? I almost begged Miss to spare my life." Shi Yueyi was a little bit unbelieving, "If you don't settle the accounts now, will you wait until the autumn to settle the accounts?"

"I don't know what you're thinking, wanting to drive the Spirit Hall into the Slaughter City." Qian Renxue was obviously still a little confused, "But you must have your own reasons. Let's go, pull down the gate because we want to leave the city through the secret passage."

Shi Yueyi breathed a sigh of relief. Qian Renxue had one good point. If she felt uncomfortable, she would say it directly instead of holding it in and making both of them feel uncomfortable.

"I won't stop you from going to the Slaughter City, because I can't get in right now." Qian Renxue said on the way, "I heard your conversation with Grandpa and the others. You have half a year to make sure you are ready."

"I plan to bring a soul guide with me." Shi Yueyi said, "That place only prohibits the use of soul skills, but martial souls, soul power, domains, etc. can continue to be used. In the City of Slaughter, soul guides are the most powerful means of killing."

"Senior Lou Gao is in the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect right now. You can go see him tomorrow and ask him to make some more things for you." Qian Renxue said.

Then, the two of them ran towards the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire together.

In fact, after the soul hunting was over, they had already brought back parts of the giant dragon of light, such as dragon tendons for cooking, dragon bones for stewing soup, etc.

In comparison, the thousand-year-old leopard just now was just a side dish and a topic of conversation between the two.

……

Qibao Glazed Sect.

After the sect ranking was over, Ning Fengzhi returned to Qibao City.

Shi Yueyi contacted them in advance using a communication soul guide, and then arrived at the sect's location.

"Oh……"

Shi Yueyi followed Ning Rongrong into a huge palace that had been opened up separately. As soon as they came in, they smelled a strong metallic smell, as well as the soul power fluctuations emitted by the soul guide.

"Be careful!" a voice came, Shi Yueyi and Ning Rongrong looked over together and found that it was the disciple named Silong from Lou Gao. At this moment, he was instructing other craftsmen to learn how to make soul guides.

"Don't be so rough. Slow work produces fine work. If you want to create a precious soul guide, you must first change some of your previous blacksmithing habits!"

"Everyone seems very motivated." Shi Yueyi sighed and said, "Is Mr. Silong now a teacher-like role?"

Ning Rongrong said, "That's right. President Lou Gao's main job is research and development, and the teaching work is handed over to his apprentice. Lou Gao is now the first eighth-level soul guide, and he can already make eighth-level soul guides. It has to be said that this thing is indeed linked to talent."

"I guess it's because he was born in the Blacksmith Association. His life was indeed not easy in the past, so he can't bear to see materials being wasted." Shi Yueyi thought about it.

"That makes sense. It's just like when I wanted to study a divine soul guide, but someone was afraid that I would damage it, so they said that for a soul guide, damaging a work is like humiliating a peerless beauty, which is unforgivable."

Shi Yueyi asked in confusion: "Why does that guy named Huo Yuhao cherish his work so much?"

“No, you overestimate Huo Yuhao. He wouldn’t talk to me like that. He is very respectful to my generation. The one who said this was Dai Mubai, but he doesn’t really understand soul guides. He just thinks it’s a honor for his descendants to be able to make these things, and that he speaks very humorously.”

Ning Rongrong sneered and said, "It's just his nature. I remember Xiao Ao said later that before I entered Shrek, Dai Mubai would use some seemingly humorous methods to seduce girls."

"But the night before, he would recite poems he bought at a street stall to a girl. After waking up from a nap, he felt unbearable, so he threw his own poetry collection and a few gold soul coins to the lobby manager of the Rose Hotel, asking him to give them to [that ugly piece of meat] later, hoping that she could find someone better than herself."

Shi Yueyi was speechless. She was too lazy to comment on such matters.

But she heard that in Dai Mubai's view, women might not be population, but resources to provide for himself.

They walked into the independent laboratory where Lou Gao was and expressed their needs.

"You want a custom soul guide?" Lou Gao was surprised.

"I'm still researching this thing, and the current progress is only 70%. It will probably take another three to four months to produce an eighth-level fixed-type soul guide."

"Sure, no problem." Shi Yueyi nodded, "It's about this time."