Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner

Chapter 101 Mask
The giant gravel python hovered high above the sky, and those sigils emerged on the surface of the gravel, shining with a mysterious light. At this moment, the strange aura adhering to the gravel finally reacted.

Those auras suddenly burst into a strange light, falling down like a rain curtain under an umbrella.

Nothing can be seen clearly in the light, but it gives people a feeling of leading to the end of the world.

Hai Qing'er leaned against Jiang Shen'er's arms, her pale face was illuminated by the light, she whispered in Jiang Shen'er's ear: "Sister Shen'er, be careful, the underground is very dangerous."

Jiang Shen'er looked at her, then nodded.

Hai Qing'er was very weak, and the aura in the gravel almost shattered her heart. Fortunately, at the last critical moment, a rune in the aura saved her.

The movement in the east of Tongxiang City attracted all the practitioners. The strongmen from various sects, the generals of the Qinglong Army and the White Tiger Army, and the masters of Chaotiantang all gathered here, and the most eye-catching one was Jiang Shen'er. Shurawei.

Dozens of dark red figures, their faces are covered with half iron masks, the most prominent thing is that they are all women, and their aura is extremely strong.

The cultivation bases of these Asura Guards are all above the Huiyang Realm, and a few of them have even stepped into the Qianyuan Realm.

When several experts from Chaoling Valley saw Hai Qing'er leaning against Jiang Shen'er's arms with a sluggish breath, they hurried over.

Hai Qing'er waved her hand weakly, indicating that she was okay, and said: "Uncle, I can't go underground anymore. You can follow Sister Shen'er in a moment."

The old man who listened to Chao Linggu looked worried and nodded heavily.

Hai Qing'er looked at Jiang Shen'er again and said, "Sister Shen'er, you must help me rescue my junior brothers and sisters. I will wait for you at the Prefect's Mansion."

Jiang Shen'er nodded and said, "Can you do it yourself?"

Hai Qing'er forced a smile and said, "Don't worry, I can still go."

Ji Qingyun came over, stretched out his hand and handed over a jade bottle, and said, "Miss Qing'er, this is the Little Bodhi Pill from Kunlun Mountain, it should be useful for your injury."

Hai Qing'er was stunned for a moment, with a strange gleam in her eyes, but she didn't answer.

Ji Qingyun said again: "This is an old friend from Kunlun Mountain who stayed with me. It must be for a rainy day. The girl should accept it."

Hai Qing'er smiled, it was a really happy smile, she took the jade bottle, felt the temperature emanating from it, and asked softly, "Is he alright?"

Ji Qingyun smiled and said, "Don't worry, he's doing well."

Hai Qing'er pressed the jade bottle close to her chest, and the smile on her face became more intense.

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Some people were left on guard from all sides, and the others entered the light curtain under the gravel python. Hai Qing'er looked at the countless figures submerged in the light, barely supported her body, and walked towards the eunuch's mansion. .

With the appearance of the boa constrictor, the whole city of Tongxiang was under martial law, and there was no one on the street. Even though it was daytime, Hai Qing'er walked on the long street by herself, feeling a little desolate.

She had already taken the Little Bodhi Pill, but it hadn't exerted its effect yet, her walking speed was very slow and her steps were a bit heavy.

Will he come here too?
Hai Qing'er's thoughts drifted away, thinking of that boy, but she didn't notice when a black figure appeared behind her.

When the black shadow was only a few feet away from her, her expression turned cold for an instant, and she turned around to see those eyes and the golden flame totem.

A wisp of blue smoke quietly appeared in those eyes and then disappeared suddenly.

Hai Qing'er recognized him, her face became colder, and she said, "Qingyan, shouldn't you be underground?"

This person is the leader of the ghost organization Nine Netherworld, Qing Yan.

Qingyan said calmly: "Don't worry, there is a good opportunity to kill the future owner of Tingchao Linggu, how can I give up?"

Hai Qing'er is the youngest Qianyuan realm practitioner in Tingchao Ling Valley, and has a very high status. She was appointed as the successor by the current valley master much earlier.

At this time she was seriously injured, not to mention Qingyan, even a soaring cloud practitioner could easily kill her.

Hai Qing'er sneered, "Are you sure you killed me?"

Qing Yan said loudly: "Even in your heyday, I can kill you, but now in my eyes, you are equivalent to a useless person, how can I not kill you?"

Hai Qing'er sighed suddenly, and said, "I know, but if you kill me, your friend will be very sad."

Qingyan paused, and said: "What do you mean?"

Hai Qing'er stared into his eyes and said, "What do you think?"

Qingyan realized later, his pupils gradually narrowed, he thought of someone, and couldn't help but curse: "This bastard!"

He looked at Hai Qing'er again and asked, "Do you know him?"

Hai Qing'er spread out her hands, and there was a pure white jade bottle in her white palm, and there was still some warm breath left.

Qingyan recognized that aura.

Those who are qualified to take the Kunlun Mountain Little Bodhi Pill must have a good relationship with him.

Qing Yan said again: "Forget it, let's go."

He turned around to leave.

"Hey, wait a minute." Hai Qing'er called him.

Qingyan said indifferently: "What are you doing!"

Hai Qing'er could hear that he was a little angry, but also a little helpless, and said with a smile: "Some masks are not easy to take off after wearing them for too long. I hope you won't hurt him."

Qing Yan's pupils shrank, and he saw the coldness and murderous intent hidden in Hai Qing'er's smiling face.

After a brief absence, he turned around and left without any reaction. A puff of green smoke curled up, and his figure disappeared.

Hai Qing'er let out a light breath, her palms were soaked in cold sweat, she had just truly felt the killing intent on Qingyan's body, not for her, but for everyone.

"I hope you won't hurt him, or I'll make you pay!"

Hai Qing'er said quietly towards the place where the green smoke disappeared. The power of the Little Bodhi Pill gradually spread to her limbs and bones, and she regained some strength.

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The curtain of light under the boa constrictor was still shining, Chao Tiantian, Qinglong Army, White Tiger Army, Shurawei, and each of the major sects left one or two masters on guard.

In a hidden corner not far from here, a black figure showed a cold gaze, and a wisp of blue smoke quietly emerged behind him.

The black shadow turned around, bowed to the wisp of green smoke, and said, "Master Qingyan."

Qing Yan is Qing Yan. He stood with his hands behind his back and said, "How's it going?"

The black shadow said: "They have already entered, leaving only a few people on guard."

Qingyan turned slightly sideways, saw the figures under the boa boa, and said with a slight gaze, "The realm is too low, get rid of them."

Black Shadow said solemnly: "Yes."

Qing Yan suddenly raised her hand and said: "Stay that Shura guard, don't kill her."

Soi Ying was stunned for a moment, then nodded, the ghost never asked the reason, only knew to carry out the order, and their order was to kill people.

He rushed out, with a sword in his hand, the sword light roared, blood was filled under the gravel python instantly, hot blood spilled on the ground, and in the end there was only one seriously injured Shura Wei left.

She fled the scene while the shadow was panting.

The black shadow watched her go away, then glanced ruthlessly at the corpse on the ground, and then stepped into the light curtain.

Qingyan nodded in satisfaction, Huanyang has been down for a while, it seems that he needs to be raised to Jiuyou's position.

He looked in the direction that Asura Guard was running away from, and followed him as soon as he moved.

The curtain of light under the boa constrictor was left unattended. Not long after Qingyan left, the sound of sword chant resounded suddenly, and a golden sword light rushed in.

After a long time, a domineering sword light and a chilling sword light rushed in successively.

The world became quiet again, only the dozens of corpses on the ground were slowly cooling down.

The Shura guard didn't run far away when she felt her eyes go dark and lost consciousness. When she reappeared, she was already in an unfamiliar confined space.

She didn't know where it was, and she couldn't find the exit. The mask fell to the ground at some point, and the sword wound on her body was much better.

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In the ruins of the underground city, Tang Ge and Gu Zhiyue walked along the darkest street. They had been walking for a long time, but they still didn't see anyone.

There were no ghosts, and no strong men from the major sects appeared, and there were still only the two of them in the ruins of the ancient city.

The black air in the sky was so light that it might dissipate at any time, but it was still wafting after so many years.

There are many tall buildings such as stone statues and pavilions in the ruins of the ancient city, but now they are all incomplete. In some areas, thick stone powder is even piled up on the ground, and those buildings are the most severely damaged.

Gu Zhiyue looked a little tired, it was dark here, and the light coming in from nowhere was bleak and cold.

The most important thing is that there is no concept of time here. They entered here from the bottom of the river in Xinghe Town, and they don't know how long it has passed.

Gu Zhiyue looked at Tang Ge, who had always been calm and not tired at all, and asked curiously: "Uncle Master, aren't you bored? Are there no ghosts or people from other sects here at all?"

Tang Ge glanced at her and said, "Are you going to save them?"

Gu Zhiyue thought for a while and said, "How many people are saved, the others... don't matter."

Tang Ge nodded slightly, and said: "When the strong men from various sects arrive, the ghosts will naturally appear."

Gu Zhiyue suddenly thought of something, looked around, and said nervously: "Uncle, we have been here for so long, have we been discovered by ghosts?"

Tang Ge said calmly: "No, if they find us, we will find them too."

"Yo, is it?"

Sudden joking sounds came from a distance, and a man in black appeared at the corner of the dark street. He walked over slowly.

Under his feet, the last wisp of smoke slowly dissipated.

He is a ghost, and he is the head of the Nine Netherworld.

Gu Zhiyue's face was slightly cold, and the Moon Shocking Sword in his hand hummed.

Tang Ge watched him approaching with a calm expression.

Qingyan came slowly and said, "I didn't expect that Kunlun Mountain would also be involved."

Tango said, "Where are they?"

Qing Yan asked: "Are you here to save them?"

Tang Ge said, "No."

Qing Yan asked again: "Then why do you ask so many questions?"

Tang Ge thought for a while and said, "There is one... a few people I want to take away."

Qing Yan suddenly smiled, his eyes were full of curiosity, he said: "Okay, come with me, I will take you to meet them."

He turned around and left, followed closely by Tang Ge and Gu Zhiyue.

Qing Yan turned her head and said again: "I'm talking about you, not you."

Tang Ge frowned, then looked at Gu Zhiyue beside him, rubbed her head lightly, and said, "Don't run around, I'll be back soon."

Gu Zhiyue's eyelids drooped slightly, and she nodded heavily.

(End of this chapter)