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Chapter 598 The Lost Memory of the Collapsed Immortal Cultivation Plane (39)

Under the suppression of Tianzong's righteousness, Luo Qinghuan's hands and feet were already weak when she climbed to the top of the mountain, and her hair was dripping with sweat, but she kept smiling all the time, even Zhang Yuan didn't notice her Something is wrong.

As the largest sect in the world of cultivating immortals, Tianzong's sect rules are also quite strict. Outsiders are not allowed to step into the immortal sect without permission. Not only that, the sect also has a large number of law enforcement disciples guarding it. Strange faces passing by here will be interrogated one by one, but under the leadership of the two head disciples Qing Chu and Chang Yuan, it is very simple for Luo Qinghuan to enter Tianzong.

In front of you is the majestic and majestic main hall. The main hall is a picture scroll intertwined with white and gold, with carved beams and painted buildings. It is as exquisite as the Dragon Palace under the sea. From the mountain gate, there is only a wide avenue leading to the main hall of Ling Yuanfeng. On both sides of the avenue are white as The jade stone pier, on which stands all kinds of unknown beasts, makes every disciple who passes by here involuntarily feel a sense of awe from the bottom of his heart.

This is Tianzong, looking at the familiar plants and trees, Luo Qinghuan couldn't help sighing, who would have imagined that such a solemn and solemn decent school hides terrible crimes.

The law enforcement disciples guarding the mountain gate watched helplessly that Luo Qinghuan's strange and ugly face was brought into the mountain gate by the closed door disciple Chang Yuan, and no one dared to interrogate him. Just like that, Luo Qinghuan and Chang Qing entered the heaven. Sovereign Peak, completed the first step of the two's plan.

At the beginning, Luo Qinghuan and Changqing planned to infiltrate Tianzong to find the Nine-Life Lotus Lantern that Changqing left behind in Tianzong after obtaining the God-Cultivating Tree in the sea of ​​death. Changqing, whose cultivation base has been greatly reduced for a hundred years, urgently needs the Nine-Life Lotus Lantern to quickly improve his cultivation base.

Of course, finding the Nine-Life Lotus Lantern is the most important goal. Luo Qinghuan also has his own purpose for this trip to Tianzong.

I thought that Tianzong's trip would not be planned until Luo Qinghuan fully integrated the Yangshenmu, that is, until Luo Qinghuan's cultivation was fully recovered, but I didn't expect to meet Qing who was looking for his junior soon after leaving the sea of ​​death. At the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, they stayed overnight at Haohaimen. After discussing, the two decided to go back to Tianzong together with the beginning of the Qing Dynasty, so that they didn't need to spend a lot of time infiltrating.

Now that he has entered Tianzong, Luo Qinghuan's next step is to find out where the Nine Lives Lotus Lantern is. Naturally, Luo Qinghuan will not ask more questions in front of Qingchu. He waits until Qingchu leaves, Luo Qinghuan He just wanted to inquire about the whereabouts of the Nine-Life Lotus Lantern.

But before Luo Qinghuan could speak, Zhang Yuan couldn't hold back anymore.

"Senior Yunyao, this junior wants to ask senior about something."

At the beginning of Qing Dynasty, he went one step ahead to pay respects to his master, while Zhang Yuan took a step behind and brought Luo Qinghuan to a secluded place where few disciples passed by.

"Oh?" Luo Qinghuan paused, with a smile on her face, "What do you want to ask?"

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night.The wind whizzed by, blowing the white window screens. There was a bed in the simple room with a chair beside the bed, and an old-fashioned desk lamp on the bedside, flickering on and off.Everything in the room was covered with dust, and under the dim light, there was a portrait oil painting of a European girl hanging on the snow-white wall. The corners of the girl's mouth were slightly curved, with a secret smile.

A woman sat on the bed, put her hands together and said to herself: "I was wrong, I was wrong, don't come to me, don't come to me, I just have to, really, believe me!" out of tune, shouted like crazy.

There was silence.The woman looked around nervously, but couldn't see anything.

"I didn't harm you, no, no." The woman muttered to herself, sweat dripping down her delicately made-up face, and she looked embarrassed.

Tap, tap, tap, suddenly footsteps sounded in the silent room.The woman fell to the ground in shock, shivering, moved her body to the bottom of the bed, and was short of breath.The sound became louder and louder, and the woman was too scared to move.Finally, the voice stopped beside the bed, and the white shadow was heavy, swaying in the room.

The woman hiding under the bed desperately covered her mouth and did not dare to make any sound. The bed sheet left a gap for her to see outside, but even though she was very scared, she couldn't help but focus her eyes on the gap.

A pair of feet stood beside the bed, a pair of feet without shoes, the skin was extremely pale, ten toenails were painted with red nail polish, the contrast between red and white was extremely sharp.

The woman was trembling all over, and her body was pressed against the cold and smooth ground. The feet beside the bed stopped and moved from side to side.

With a bang, the lamp was completely extinguished.

The sound of bone dislocation suddenly sounded, and the black hair dripping with water slowly fell to the ground. The woman held her breath, and her pupils dilated involuntarily.

Red blood flowed towards the woman. The woman shrank back in horror, but her left foot slammed onto the bed leg.

A vague female voice echoed in the empty room, "Hee hee, I found you."

The black hair rushed towards the woman and entangled her neck and limbs. The woman twisted her body in pain and wanted to get rid of her. Fear eroded her reason and made her every movement crazy!The whole bed was suddenly lifted up and thrown towards the window, making a violent collision sound. The woman tore her hair with both hands and let out the cry of a dying prey.

The wet hair not only entangled her but also penetrated into her clothes, stroking every piece of the woman's skin, the sticky and disgusting touch made the woman nauseous, the woman was lifted up, almost being lifted without any warning At the same time, a pale face with intertwined scars appeared in front of him, and a pair of eyes dripping with blood suddenly opened wide!
"Ah—" The woman's eye sockets cracked, and her body stopped moving for an instant.

Shadows floated one after another, repeatedly reflecting a pale face. The blue-black eye circles gradually expanded, and the entire terrifying face was broken like a mirror.Almost instantly, there was only a corpse in the room with a twisted posture and split eyes.

A piece of peace.The corners of the girl's lips in the oil painting hang down, and the whole oil painting oozes blood.

This was three days ago, and now in the same place, at the same time, at the same—it.

The black hair was tightly wrapped around the girl's slender neck. The girl's face glowed with a soft and delicate luster like pearls under the moonlight. The panic in her eyes receded like a tide. The girl faced that ugly ghost face and revealed a clear and clear look. Smiling, "Acting is such a technical job." The girl sighed, her eyes lighting up the entire room with a dazzling golden light.

The female ghost's face became even more distorted, and she opened her mouth to the girl forcefully, the bloody mouth expanded suddenly, even tearing the corners of her lips without stopping, until the entire face disappeared.

(End of this chapter)