Senior sister's ruthless ways are crazy and sassy

As the Orchid Demon said, it was Yun Ci's method that the puppet gave birth to sanity that it shouldn't have.

Yun Ci, who was excluded and dragged to play chess with Mudan, could see the situation of the six people from the chessboard.

Although she only needs to play a game of chess, it is not an easy task to create conditions for her companions every step of the way, to suppress the power of the five cities for a moment, and to ensure that she will not lose the game.

The chessboard made of stone was cast by Peony and turned into a mirror that could see the six people clearly, inducing Yunci to have to pay attention to the situation of the six people at all times, and to bear the lives of all his companions with the chess game, like a heavy burden, weighing on Yunci shoulders.

This is a game within a game.

Simple, but useful.

Yun Ci had no choice but to step in and fight for a moment of opportunity for them.

In order to let Yun Ci get involved better, Mudan was very considerate. When Wen Yinzhi and Jipeng faced a tailor-made heart-searching scene, Yun Ci happened to see it from the chessboard.

A drop of sweat formed on his forehead, falling down his face and onto the back of Zhizi's hands.

Mudan, who was opposite, looked at Yun Ci, whose moves were getting slower and slower. The coldness in her eyes was covered by her lowered eyelids, but what she said was full of concern: "There is only victory or defeat in a chess game, and there is no draw in a chess game. If you are not feeling well, you will not be able to finish the game." This game of chess can be considered a loss.”

Yun Ci raised his eyelids and glanced at her.

Probably because she was a peony in her original form. The person opposite her only had a gold hairpin, but her movements were full of nobility. Even the ordinary posture of sitting sideways in front of the chessboard with her chin propped up on her pick was made extra dignified by her.

He lowered his eyelids and seemed to be looking at the chessboard seriously.

If you ignore the excited smile on her lips.

Yun Ci could see several people falling into illusions from the chessboard, and so could Mudan.

She was excited because Wen Yinzhi and Ji Peng were in trouble. Yun Ci only took one look and came to a conclusion, then lowered his eyes.

The white jade chess piece in his hand had been heated up by his own friction, like a piece of nephrite, but Yun Ci's fingertips seemed particularly cold in front of this warmth.

Wucheng may have the means to break people's hearts, and the two illusions are the weaknesses of the two of them without self-awareness.

Wen Yinzhi has never been able to practice the Heart Sword. Although Ji Peng doesn't show it on his face, he still hasn't forgotten the death of his junior brothers.

It was only after seeing the illusion that Yun Ci realized that each of them had unspeakable suffering.

But she couldn't figure out why she was excluded.

Since Wucheng can seize the weakness of people's hearts and amplify them, Yun Ci can also become a demon as long as he finds the right method.

During Linglong Tower's interrogation, the inner demon thought that what Yun Ci had experienced as a child had made her unhappy, so he offered to lend Yun Ci his power so that she could take revenge.

But that's not what Yun Ci has in mind.

The knot in her heart, perhaps due to unspeakable reasons, could not be seen by anyone except Yun Ci himself, not even the inner demons, not even Wucheng, who was good at spying on people's hearts.

Thinking of this, Yun Ci tried hard to collect his thoughts and focus on the dilemma in front of him again.

The dilemma between the two was solved one by one with Yun Ci's moves. Wen Yin Zhi Shen broke the heart sword, and Jipeng broke the inner demon.

But new problems and challenges also arise.

Mudan, who was opposite him, suddenly raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on Yun Ci. The smile on the corner of his mouth could not be hidden, full of malice.

It’s pretty much what Yun Ci guessed.

The Five Cities can indeed see through the weaknesses in people's hearts and magnify them.

But what Yun Ci didn't know was that Wucheng had another ability. The reason why she was taken out alone was because Peony thought of something interesting.

Yun Ci, a young swordsman with a ruthless Tao, has understood Tao methods that are different from those of her predecessors. In addition to love tribulation, there are many ways to break her Tao heart.

Soon, Peony lowered her eyes and smiled, thinking that soon, she would be able to see the miserable situation of this female nun with no way to seek help.

It’s really exciting just thinking about it.

The wind blew the hair on Peony's face and swept the chessboard in front of her.

As the bamboo forest swayed in the wind, the sound of metal clashing sounded irregularly.

Next to him is a monk sitting cross-legged on the ground and chanting sutras. The golden bell is the only light in this darkness.

Hechi held a hidden weapon and glanced back and forth warily.

The man who appeared in the bamboo forest said a word and then disappeared again. If it weren't for the hidden weapon he shot on the bamboo in front of him, he would have almost thought that the man he just saw was just a figment of his imagination.

The demon blood in his body has long since disappeared, and no one but him can guess what he is. And that man revealed his identity as a fox with just one look.

Hechi pressed the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, his eyes slightly cold.

Suddenly, a light blue crescent moon rose in the dark night, and the hidden weapon in his hand flew somewhere as Hechi turned his head.

The falling bamboo leaves immediately formed a circle and resisted the hidden weapon.

The hidden weapon burst out with a red light, melting all the bamboo leaves in front of it into golden hot liquid, and flew out in all directions with the explosion.

The melted golden-red liquid ignited the nearby bamboo, and in the firelight and moonlight, the figure that had been hiding for a long time finally took steps out of the void.

The cold moonlight reflected a different kind of light on the robe. The man looked up. The crescent moon in the sky was quickly covered by black clouds, and the surrounding firelight was extinguished.

The man lowered his head, his eyes falling on Hechi's pointed ears that became alert because of his alertness, and his red vertical pupils.

He sneered: "It is indeed a wild beast. Even if your spiritual roots are damaged, you can't hide the wild nature in your body."

Hechi fired several hidden weapons one after another, but they were all blocked by the man holding the jade flute.

He added: "It's still a beast that can't listen to other people telling the truth." The bamboo leaves falling in the air hung behind the man, he said, "Why, do you feel that your bloodline is really incapable of doing anything, and you feel inferior?"

The needle-like bamboo leaves flew towards Hechi as he finished speaking.

And it was completely blocked by the golden bell.

He clicked his tongue impatiently.

As a half-demon, Hechi has heard countless unpleasant words over the years. It's really funny that he wants to anger himself with these few words.

A row of thin slices appeared in his hand again, and Hechi sneered: "Why can't I use my blood? Even a half-demon is better than an indifferent thing like you."

I don’t know how these five cities were formed. They are hermaphrodites. If they can’t be defeated, they will change genders.

What is the difference between this and his half-demon bloodline?

It’s just a matter of fifty steps and a hundred steps.

"Huh?" The man raised his eyebrows and laughed out loud, "A half-demon dares to compete with gods?"

"I don't know if he is a god or not." Hechi looked directly at the man, "But your behavior of separating us when we can't defeat him is disgusting."

Everyone was together before, but they were dispersed in the blink of an eye.

Hechi guessed that it was probably because this group of people found that they couldn't defeat the talisman cultivator, so they separated them to deal with them.

After all, not everyone can use that trick.

The monk beside him chanted sutras so fast that Hechi could forgive all the sins he had committed in his life. Jingguan also raised his half-closed eyelids to look at the man standing next to the bamboo.

The stick supporting the golden bell on Jingguan's head fell into his hands, and the Buddha statue hanging on the ring at the top was continuing to chant sutras on Jingguan's behalf.

The sound seemed to come from the sky and resounded throughout the space.

Hechi couldn't help but glance at the stick.

Discovered by Jingguan, he explained: "Each image on this stick contains relics that I burned before." There were nine in total, which proved that Jingguan died nine times in total. The group of people from Buddhism who saved me were influenced by my love for chanting sutras."

If you practice the path of reincarnation through mirror contemplation, your soul will disappear for a period of time after death, and then condense into a new body.

Those Buddhist brothers don’t have any hobbies. What they love most is chanting sutras for these people who follow the path of killing and reincarnation.

However, due to the strong skills of Killing Dao and the fact that he rarely goes out to avoid the world, few people die. Only Jing Guan has been wandering around for these years, and the project of reciting sutras and transcendence has made great contributions to his sect.

After death, the sound of chanting sutras and the sound of celebration can resound throughout the mountain for three days and three nights.

As a result, his relics were burned and he was infected with the problem of loving chanting sutras.

Therefore, Jingguan rarely uses the golden bell, relying on his own condensed Gang Qi to resist most damage.

Now that I finally found an opportunity, I could not stop reciting these relics that I had been holding back for a long time, opening and closing my mouth without stopping. It was even smoother than what Jing Guan had just recited.

Hechi's mind is now full of scriptures.

After listening to so many scriptures today, all the sins in this life have been wiped out.

He endured it for a moment, then couldn't hold it back and said, "Why don't you practice the same way as that little monk? He's quite talented."

These nine mouths were like talking to the little monk, and they spoke a lot in a short time.

Jingguan couldn't help but laugh: "When I retire and the world becomes peaceful, I will try practicing Anger Zen."

The flag is up, it depends on whether this bamboo spirit can overturn it.

Zhuzi Jing's temperament was probably influenced by the original situation. The two of them talked here for a long time. He just held the flute and tapped his palms and stood not far away and waited quietly.

Regardless of his position, he just stood there in silence, looking like a gentleman.

Seeing that the two of them stopped talking and looked at him again, he smiled and said: "It seems that you are done reminiscing about the past. I am not interested in knowing your names." The flute spun around in the air and finally touched the man's chest. "I am Zhuhui, don't forget."

"Who cares whether you come back or not." He Chi's aura surged, and the tip of his tail was exposed from under his raised robe, "The last person who announced his family has already been reincarnated."

He was talking about Lan Xianlian who stopped them before.

The bamboo leaves in the entire space suddenly paused. Zhu Hui's eyes were slightly cold, staring at Hechi with an expressionless expression: "Looking for death."

Hechi was able to offend the entire demon world by relying on his half-demon bloodline. Apart from the fact that he always stole some sacred objects that the ethnic group had provided for hundreds of years in order to change his own bloodline, most of the remaining reasons were because of his mouth that dared to say anything. .

When he first got acquainted with Ruan Gui, he sometimes couldn't remember Ruan Gui's name and often kept the words "that skeleton" on his lips.

He has never respected others since he was a child. Thanks to Ruan Gui's innocence at that time, he thought it was okay to call him a skeleton, so the two of them walked together for many years without any grudges.

The handsome gentleman got angry in front of him, and Hechi felt happy. This was the right thing, he couldn't let himself feel uncomfortable alone.

Mentioning the Blue Fairy Lotus, one of the Five Cities, was just to anger Zhu Hui.

Yunzhong City has existed for so many years. This group of people must have developed feelings. If their companion is dead, there is no reason why the bamboo spirit in front of them should not be angry.

As long as he is angry, there will be a flaw.

Angry people are much easier to find flaws than calm people.

Having achieved his goal, Hechi sneered and formed seals in his hands.

His mother's clan is a fox demon, and she is good at magic. Hidden weapons are just a pastime created out of boredom during these years of hiding.

Wind rose from under his feet, and a red light swayed around his fingertips.

Following his quick seal gestures, many white misty clouds appeared around him, and finally turned into a huge white fox with three tails behind him.

Jingguan sat on the ground, supporting his stick, and turned his head to take a look.

Unlike Hechi's own fluffy tail, the transformed fox was fluttering with gray, and some slender fluff fell down while the three tails swayed.

There is also a red line on the chest, extending to the Dantian, forming a circular array.

Thinking about it, this is another bloodline in Hechi's body that suppresses the demonic nature.

The white mist twisted into a stream, connecting the fox and Hechi, forming a red mark in the shape of a tail on Hechi's forehead.

Zhuhui saw the fox's appearance clearly and sneered: "A half-demon is a half-demon. It's hard to suppress the bloodline, right?" The bamboo leaves behind him hung up and turned into fireballs. "How many magic can you use? Why don't you use it? Fight me with that man's blood."

Hechi's red eyes trembled fiercely.

Zhu Hui then continued: "Your father, who doesn't care about the life or death of your mother and son, is a very strong human being. You might as well use his bloodline to have a good fight with me."

"Even if you don't want to recognize him, you still have to admit the fact that he is indeed very strong."

Countless fireballs roared towards Hechi.

In the firelight, Hechi was distracted for a moment because of Zhuhui's words.

Jingguan held his stick, stood in front of Hechi, and shot out the fireballs that shattered the golden bell.

When Hechi was a child, he actually had a very beautiful childhood.

My mother is a very gentle demon, a princess of the Fox Clan, and will become the leader of the Fox Clan in the future. Her embrace is always warm, and with her around, no one dares to tell Hechi's identity as a half-demon.

With her here, no matter what trouble Hechi gets into, his mother can fix it.

And his father was a human cultivator who accidentally entered the demon world and lost all his cultivation. His eyes were also blinded by the miasma outside the demon world.

It was my mother who picked up my father, and while taking care of him, my mother fell in love with this man from the human world.

The demon world is always dark and dark, but this blind man can always vividly describe the flowers and plants in the world to his mother, and talk about the mountains and waters of the world to his mother who has never been to the human world. With the smells of different demon clans, my mother always held Hechi and couldn't help but laugh when she thought about it.

"Your father, unlike these monsters, has a nice fragrance."

The fox tribe has a bad smell, so they always like to put incense on themselves.

Unlike those scents that smelt his nose, the scent on his father's body was indeed very good. His father rarely hugged Hechi, but it did not affect him from smelling the scent that his mother mentioned.

Like pines and cypresses after the rain, and like the fragrance after the drizzle in the bamboo forest.

The scent comes from the sachet that is always hanging on my father's waist.

The embroidery on the outside has lost its color, and many of the tassels are missing, making it look very inconspicuous.

On his birthday, Hechi wanted to give his father a sachet, like the beautiful sachets he had seen on other fox sisters.

So he stole it while his father wasn't paying attention.

That was the first time he saw his father angry.

In the end, he stood in the yard covered with wounds from bamboo whipping, while his mother had a fierce argument with his father in the room.

The rain in the demon world is always very heavy, and it hurts very much when it hits the body. Hechi reaches out and hugs his arm, and the rain slides down his face and into his eyes.

The quarrel in the house suddenly stopped.

The majestic spiritual energy exploded from the house and overturned the entire yard. The tiles hit Hechi's head. It was not known whether it was blood or rainwater flowing from his forehead.

He endured the pain and tried to open his eyes in the rain, and saw a wolf fang in his father's hand, and the rain washed away the blood on it.

That wolf tooth was given to my father by my mother.

His father's other hand clenched the sachet he had taken back from him and appeared in front of Hechi.

That was the first time his father looked at him.

Hechi saw undisguised disgust in his eyes. It was then that Hechi realized that his father had never liked him.

The mother who had returned to her original form appeared in front of Hechi and blocked the wolf fang that was supposed to penetrate Hechi's head.

The spell that turned wolfsbane into black spread all over the mother's body, and with her last breath, the mother bit her father's shoulder hard.

"Run! Run!"

The mother whimpered, urging Hechi to run quickly.

The clan leader who came over caught Hechi who was about to rush back. Rainwater opened his mouth and filled Hechi's mouth. He cried and shouted, and finally watched his mother fall, not even leaving the body for Hechi to think about.

The man held his mother's fur and bones in his hands, and the rest of his body turned into a pool of blood in the rain.

The clan leader who captured Hechi recognized the man.

Hechi's surname was He, which was originally the name the man told his mother.

Red is blazing, but there is another way of saying it.

He represents red.