I became a villain master, but I conquered the heroine

Yuan Chu saw from afar that Gu Xi and the other three were talking about something, she collected her thoughts and then walked over.

"Elder Yuan." The three people shouted at her.

"Master."

Yuanchu nodded slightly at them, she was still thinking about the painful look on Gu Xi's face just now.

Yuan Chu now glanced at Gu Xi's face, which was only slightly better than before.

Gu Xi's face looked extremely strange just now, and she was worried that something was wrong with her body.

Then Yuanchu gently pulled Gu Xi's hand over, grabbed her wrist, put two fingers on it, and took her pulse.

Yuan Chu frowned slightly, carefully feeling the beating of Gu Xi's pulse and the fluctuation of spiritual power in her body.

Her meridians were unobstructed and the flow was smooth. There was nothing abnormal about the spiritual power in her body. Yuan Chu's tense heart relaxed.

But when she looked at Gu Xi just now, she could tell that his ugly expression was real.

Yuanchu withdrew his hand and looked at her, his expression showing undisguised worry, "Xi'er, how do you feel now?"

Gu Xi pursed her lips and shook her head gently, "Master, I'm fine."

Seeing those evil things, Gu Xi couldn't help feeling nauseous.

Even she herself couldn't figure out why.

Gu Xi speculated in her heart: Is it because her tolerance for these evil things is so low?

But as a cultivator, she has already formed a golden elixir, so her cultivation level is not low.

If your mind is clear, why would you be afraid of these strange things?

The indescribable pain that just surged out of Gu Xi's heart seemed to come from deep within his heart.

It was like a sharp spike stimulating her, and it was extremely painful. But as the evil things dissipated, she felt better now.

Since Wei Lingyu and the other three were still here, Yuan Chu just looked at her worriedly and didn't ask too many questions.

But Gu Xi knew that her master was not only worried about her health, but also worried that the evil energy sealed in her body would cause trouble.

Yuan Chu was indeed worried about the evil energy in her body, but he was more worried about her physical safety.

Yuanchu was still a little worried because he was afraid that she was forcing herself.

As if no one was around, she reached out to tidy up the messy hair on the side of Gu Xi's cheek, her eyes full of tenderness, and she said softly: "If you feel uncomfortable in any way, just say it, okay?"

After all, Yuan Chu knew that Gu Xi had a stubborn temper since childhood. He didn't know how to talk when encountering problems and always liked to keep things to himself.

Sometimes she looks dull, but in fact she is very thoughtful.

Yuanchu knew that she just didn't want people to worry, so she hid all her pain and didn't tell herself even if something happened.

But it is precisely this situation that makes people more worried and uneasy.

"I know, Master." Gu Xi tugged at her sleeve and replied in a low voice.

Yuanchu raised his hand and touched the top of her hair, rubbing it gently, the worry in his eyes not diminished at all, "I'm glad you know."

Looking at the heartwarming interaction between the master and the disciple, Wei Lingyu felt a hint of envy in her eyes, and at the same time she was happy for her friend.

Look at other people’s masters, then look at your own master.

Wei Lingyu was filled with indignation: her own master was an old-fashioned person who would not allow this or that.

All he does all day long is lecture her, telling her what she did wrong here and what she did wrong there.

She was like this when she was little, and she is still like this when she grows up. She is so strict, just like an old witch. Elder Yuan is still good to Gu Xi!

Looking at Elder Yuan and then at his own master, Wei Lingyu felt that there was really no comparison between people.

The group had just experienced a fierce battle and everyone's spiritual energy was consumed a lot. Yuanchu asked the disciples to rest for a while and recover some strength.

The air was still filled with thick miasma that made it impossible to see the direction, and the strong smell of blood was mixed with an indescribable stench.

Everyone covered their mouths and noses in disgust, with a variety of expressions on their faces.

Occasionally a hurricane blows up a cloud of dust.

After a while, Yuan Chu saw that most of the disciples behind him had rested, so he turned around and said to them calmly: "It is not advisable to stay here for long, let's leave here first."

"Yes, Elder Yuan." The disciple behind her answered.

The group continued to travel through the dim miasma, and because they could not see the road ahead clearly, they walked very slowly.

The group walked slowly forward, and the ghost crow had been dealt with by them.

But even so, in this miasma, a strange low roar can still be clearly heard.

Yuanchu's heart was full of vigilance: Apart from the ghost crow just now, there must be something else in here, very strange.

Besides, the system has just reminded me that there is demonic energy here.

The ghost crow was probably also disturbed by the evil spirit, otherwise how could it instantly turn into a ball of black smoke and dissipate after being killed?

The entire ancient battlefield was shrouded in miasma. Before Yuanchu could think carefully, suddenly, he saw it everywhere.

Yuanchu saw a group of trembling figures rushing towards them quickly.

Neither human nor demon.

Instead, it was a group of white skeletons, a vast expanse of white.

The whole body looked like a skeleton that was about to fall apart, with a black aura lingering around it.

The group of disciples behind Yuanchu looked around, and before they could react, they watched the skeletons emitting black air attack them.

They all raised the spiritual swords in their hands, took defensive postures, and prepared to fight the enemy.

Some disciples stared at the horrifying scene without blinking, and could not help swallowing. Their bodies trembled twice, and their hands holding the swords were shaking.

This group of young disciples had rarely left the sect, and they were a little panicked after encountering such horrific situations twice in a short period of time.

Without caring too much, those trembling dark white shadows quickly moved towards the disciples.

The disciples dispersed, raised the spirit swords in their hands, and slashed at the skeletons.

But these skeletons were even more terrifying than the ghost crows just now. After being injured by the spiritual sword, their heads, arms, legs were scattered all over the ground, but they were reassembled again.

After they regrouped, they attacked them again without giving them any chance to breathe.

Looking at this scene, the disciples were dumbfounded.

If we continue to kill like this, won't these bones never be completely eliminated?

There was chaos all around, with roars, the clanging of spirit swords hitting bones, and the curses of disciples, making the battlefield chaotic and noisy.

But in the chaos, Yuanchu keenly caught a hint of unusual sound, very faint, very faint.

It is so faint that it is imperceptible and can even be ignored.

It was the sound of a flute coming from afar, but how could there be such a sound in this situation?

The eternal law: There must be something wrong when there is something abnormal.

There must be something fishy going on here.

At that moment, Yuan Chu continued to swing his sword, and immediately released his own spiritual consciousness, spreading it out layer by layer in the sky to capture it.

These bones should be the skeletons of warriors left behind from the great battle between immortals and demons a hundred years ago. Not only are they now contaminated with demonic energy, they are also probably being controlled by someone.