Senior sister's ruthless ways are crazy and sassy

The monks could not smell the smell of the poisonous insect.

Instead, I smelled the strong smell of blood.

Walking down the road, fireflies danced in the dim palace, sometimes turning into blooming flowers, sometimes turning into flying birds.

It brushes across the water surface, creating ripples.

Finally, it stopped on the person who was sitting with his knees hugged in the hall.

The chain extending from the water made a sound as the man moved, the firefly light suddenly disappeared, and the hall became dark again and nothing could be seen.

"You dare to see the light when you have blood parasites, do you think you haven't lived long enough?"

The sounds of chains and water did not stop, as if the person in the hall heard the voices and slowly turned around.

Bai Er asked faintly, "Are you my adopted cousin whom I have never met? How come you are a saint but still can't remove poison? But you are very skilled in playing with firefly poison."

"That person is at the center of the formation." Xi Xingyuan stroked the compass in his palm and said softly, "But... her life is artificially linked to the mountain protection formation."

Maintaining the mountain protection formation requires the loyalty of the disciples, as we have already said on the way.

It's not a big deal as long as the population is large, but what I'm afraid of is that the disciples of the Moon Shadow Palace have been tricked by the He family during this period of time, leaving only the Saint Girl in front of him.

If the formation is activated rashly, the Saint Girl will die, and the mountain protection formation will also be destroyed.

"Can you solve it?" Zhong Changxu asked.

But Bai Er interrupted them with a sneer: "How do we solve it? Didn't you see the blood on the ground? She's going to die."

In the darkness, Xi Xingyuan sighed.

"......insanity......"

The man in the hall whispered tremblingly.

"If you can talk, that means you are still conscious." Bai Er ignored the others, "Then I give you two choices. I have a way to revive yourself, and you can have a good conversation with me. Or you can wait to die here, and I won't send you off."

In response to him, the fireflies everywhere lit up again.

Like clusters of lotus flowers blooming from a pool of blood, the white light illuminates the faces of the people in the hall.

Yun Ci was slightly stunned.

The blood loss caused the saint's appearance to change a little, but Yun Ci still recognized that this was the woman that only she saw when she left the ghost market.

I have shown you the flowers and clouds in the mustard bag.

"Why is it her?" Ji Peng frowned, "Is she related to your brother?"

"My good brother... did so many things behind my back."

Think about it too.

The scroll with the words written on it by Xi Yiming fell into Yun Ci's hands. How could he not notice it?

It's just a matter of going with the flow and trying to make Wuqingdao feel guilty for not being able to save people.

"You two know each other?" Bai Er threw out a Gu worm. "The blood Gu will wither very quickly when exposed to the light. If you have any questions, think about them quickly."

The last-gaze witchcraft takes effect immediately.

In the dazzling light, the blood on the ground began to roll and boil, and mist spread out to surround the saint. The skinny flesh was filled up, and the blood vessels formed enchanting lines on the left cheek.

The moment it took shape, it broke through the skin and tremblingly opened the first petal towards the firefly Gu beside it.

"Flowers will die after they bloom, but if they can see the light of day again before they die, their life will not be in vain."

It was all blood. Bai Er didn't move forward, but just stood at the edge and asked, "You are the same ancestor for several generations, but why did you let Honggu run wild in your territory? You practiced in a proper way."

With the same ancestor, even if they have not learned the art of controlling poisons, they should have corresponding defensive measures.

But what we see now is that the saintly girl who was specially selected to learn witchcraft was planted with blood poison and left to die, while the other disciples disappeared. No matter how you think about it, there must be something fishy going on.

People who were previously insane can now speak properly.

"...That lady is the elder of Moon Shadow Palace." The Saint lowered her head and touched the lotus beside her, as if she could really touch the soft petals. "It's normal for the son-in-law to want to care about his mother's family. It's so normal that he can find out all our details."

Only the saints of all generations know the connection between Moon Shadow Palace and Gu Cultivator.

The sect does not reject disciples indulging in love.

Being able to fall in love with someone and get married after experiencing all the malice in the world, the sect will certainly bless you.

After all, starting a family is considered salvation by some people.

The elder thought his suffering was over, but he didn't expect that even greater torture was waiting for him.

The elder who regained consciousness was unable to kill the Mahayana master of the He family, so the signal he gave at the risk of his life turned into a blood poison that was planted on the body of the saint.

Thinking of the last time he saw Mrs. He, Bai Er said, "No wonder she wanted to die together with the mother Gu."

Then he asked, "What about the others? Are they all dead?"

"I have sent down the mountain those disciples who have not taken the oath yet... Young Master, don't worry. I am the only one left in the palace who is learning Gu Shu."

As he spoke, the flower on his cheek swayed and another petal bloomed.

The sudden sweet fragrance and the blossoming of flowers with a hint of death make the scene even more enchanting.

Bai Er was silent for a moment, and suddenly realized that he had nothing to ask.

Time was running out, so the Saint Lady continued to speak: "The True Lord didn't really meet me in the Ghost Market." She was talking to Yun Ci, "I just happened to have a chance to contact the True Lord in the form of a soul."

"So you gave me the scroll..." What are you trying to tell me?

"It's a reminder, but also a test." The Saint said, "A cultivator who can be auctioned at the Ghost Market must have extraordinary abilities. True Lord, just treat me as a desperate attempt to find a cure."

A stone platform slowly rose at her feet:

"Only by keeping my origins mysterious can we attract reinforcements for the Moon Shadow Palace. I can't survive being tied to the mountain protection formation, but there is still hope for those disciples. Since the one I see now is a True Lord, I think... the He family and that Fu Xiu have finally been brought to justice, right?"

The saint gently placed her palm on the stone platform. In the blink of an eye, a soft purple light lit up and an array disk condensed in mid-air.

“The talisman cultivators who were tampering with the mountain protection formation didn’t know who was coveting the True Lord. But before the ghost market disappeared, I saw it.” The Saint Girl said softly, “It was also human cultivators who took away the treasures from the ghost market.”

Yun Ci nodded after hearing this: "I know about this."

"My worries were in vain. How could a True Lord fall victim to such a trick?"

The array plate in the hall shone brighter, and the flowers formed by blood parasites bloomed on her cheeks, and it was unclear whether nectar or blood hung on the stamens.

The saint smiled, a relaxed smile, as if she didn't feel any pain.

"I know myself well. It is impossible for the True Lord to come to Heju Mansion just for me. Coincidentally, I can know the thoughts of the poisoned person."

The poisonous insects outside the palace only recognize direct descendants, and the He family, as a branch, does not have the ability to come in.

Then the only person who the Saint could find an opportunity to cast a curse on was... Xi Yiming.

"He was very careful, but my life-definition Gu is the blood in my body." The Saint pointed to the ground, "He was always distracted when he was trying to set up the formation, and I found an opportunity like this, and even learned some of his plots."

No wonder the inscription on the scroll is by Xi Yiming.

Just as the Saint thought, Yun Ci had too many things to deal with, and someone she had just met once would not draw too much of her attention.

With this painting, the woman who had an affair with Xi Yiming will be remembered when the matter is over.

"I thought I would have to wait until the death formation was broken before I could see the True Lord, but I didn't expect it to be too early. Well," the last petal began to unfold, and the Saint Girl lowered her head, "I can't hold on until the formation is activated, so True Lord, let's make a deal."

“Fu Xiu and the people behind him have the means to suppress the demonic energy, but their goal is not to save the world.

"The mountain protection formation is the first opportunity for the True Lord to clean up the traitors. All the sects that have not expressed their stance after the Moon Shadow Palace can be killed.

"The second chance is in the beast tide. The proud son of heaven who can stand on his own is most afraid of being stabbed in the back.

"As for the third one... True Lord, this is the deal I want to negotiate with you."

The body of the saintly lady and the gradually lighting up mountain protection formation almost merged into one, but upon closer inspection, one could see the scene behind her body.

And those scarlet, ever-contracting meridians.

The flower beside my cheek trembled and unfolded its last petal.

As it dissipated, the Saint said what she wanted.

"The method to end it is hidden in the mountain protection formation. You can get it if you swear to enter my palace." She said hoarsely, "True Lord, I want Moon Shadow Palace to survive this chaos."

"...I want...Moon Shadow Palace to remain the home for those unfortunate girls for thousands of years."

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Saint: I let the future leader of the righteous path join my sect. I am such a smart guy.

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