Survive, the rules of rebirth for the villain witch

The lotus leaves in the lake are like jasper, on which lotus flowers are in full bloom, and from time to time birds fly over the water.

At the end of the endless green lotus leaves, towers, palaces, and pavilions are looming in the fairy mist. Faintly, there is a chanting sound floating out from the fairyland, like a lover's whisper in the ear, gently plucking the silent heartstrings, making people feel distracted.

Youhuang didn't expect that there was a fairyland at the end of the forest of corpses. It was really a grand mausoleum.

The premise is that everything in front of him is real. His face solemnly raised the Wuji sword and swept it forward. The fairyland in front of him disappeared instantly.

The tomb chamber was revealed to be exactly the same as the one above, the only difference was that there was a coffin in the middle. On the low table in front of the coffin, a young man dressed as a scholar was kneeling, his every move was calm and elegant.

If it weren't for the bloody scene behind him, ordinary people would at most think the person in front of them was an overly handsome young scholar.

There is a written rule in the demon world: the more handsome the appearance, the higher the level of cultivation.

Judging from the handsome and enchanting face of the man in front of her, his cultivation must be at least in the late Jindan stage. She, who is in the Xudan stage, has no chance of defeating him.

The scholar raised his head from the book, glanced at Youhuang, then continued to read and said, "All the people in Tianji Pavilion are dead, and they sent a child to deal with me..." He was stunned halfway through his words, turned his head and stared at Youhuang.

To be precise, he stared into Youhuang's eyes, the book in his hand fell on the table, and he appeared in front of Youhuang.

Before Youhuang could react, he felt a chill on his face. He raised his hand and touched it, only to find that the mask used to cover his mouth and nose had inexplicably disappeared.

It was not until this moment that You Huang realized that Xue Zun was the number one liar in the world. The demon cultivator in front of her was not in the Jindan stage at all, but a genuine Yuanying stage, and she could kill him with just one finger.

it's over...

This time it's really going to be a cold one.

They were so close that there was no chance to maneuver.

I was careless. I should have found out the identity of the demon cultivator before coming in.

Now that she doesn’t even know the other person’s name or nickname, how can she talk to delay time? Even if she knows, her tongue won’t obey her control.

Youhuang's hand holding the sword trembled for the first time. She stared at the demon cultivator who was so close to her with trepidation. She saw him raise his hand and touch her forehead. A terrible force broke into her sea of ​​consciousness, as if it was looking for something in her sea of ​​consciousness again.

Perhaps because he was too nervous, Youhuang's eyes flashed and he seemed to have come to a magnificent palace.

The furnishings in the palace were extremely luxurious and gorgeous. You Huang saw a woman combing her hair in front of a mirror. Her long black hair fell behind her, and from a distance it looked like a blooming black lotus.

Looking at the woman's back, Youhuang felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. He walked forward to see what she looked like, but for some reason, the closer he got, the faster his heart beat. He had a very bad feeling.

Walking in front of the mirror, Youhuang prepared himself mentally, took a deep breath and looked into the mirror.

what……

You Huang screamed and covered his eyes with his hands.

A sigh sounded in his ears, and Youhuang smelled the strong smell of blood again.

When he put down his hands, he realized that there was no palace at all, no woman dressing up, only the back of the demon cultivator turning around.

"What happened just now?"

Youhuang was certain that something must have happened just now.

The demon cultivator sat down and asked, "What's your last name? What's your name? How old are you?"

"I told you, will you let me go?" You Huang asked in a low voice. The demon cultivator paused and said, "If you are so afraid of death, why did you come in to die?"

"It was that dead masked man who tricked me into coming in." You Huang turned around and pointed, and found that there was no sign of Xue Zun at the entrance. He gritted his teeth and said, "He said he was digging graves to find antiques, and there would be spirit stones as a reward for completing the task."

"How could you, a cultivator in the Xudan stage holding a seventh-grade spiritual sword, be short of spirit stones?" The demon cultivator looked at Youhuang sarcastically.

"This sword is borrowed." You Huang answered sincerely, holding up the sword and said, "Look, there is no mark of my soul on the sword, and there is no contract. I have to return it to the owner later."

"Who would believe me if I said I was short of spirit stones in the Void Dan stage?"

"The outer disciples of the immortal sect can receive at least 100 spirit stones every month."

The demon cultivator has lived for at least several hundred years and has experienced everything. How could he be fooled by Youhuang's words?

You Huang said helplessly: "Senior, you don't know that I am a solitary cultivator in the human world. I have not participated in the immortal sect election yet, so naturally I don't have any spirit stones to use."

"A family that can train a cultivator at the Void Core Stage may lack spiritual treasures, spiritual pills, and spiritual herbs, but it will definitely not lack spiritual stones."

"I was born in an ordinary mortal family." You Huang immediately corrected his age and explained, "I usually spend my family's money on food and clothing. Two years later, there will be an election for immortals, and I want to come out and earn some spirit stones so that I won't have to live too tight in the world of cultivation."

"The Wushenhou Mansion is not an ordinary family."

The demon cultivator sneered coldly, implying that Youhuang should not even think about lying in front of him.

You Huang thought about how he had used the Martial God Sword Technique just now, and that he had already been recognized by the locals. He said calmly, "No matter how extraordinary the Martial God Marquis Mansion is, it is still in the human world, and the name cannot be exchanged for spirit stones for me."

The demon cultivator ignored her and just buried his head in his book.

You Huang greeted Xue Zun's 108 generations of ancestors in his heart, and said with a stiff face: "I was really hired to dig for antiques, and I have no intention of disturbing your practice... If you don't have any instructions, I will take my leave first, and I will never mention what happened here to the outside world."

"When you came in, did you look at the murals on both sides of the corridor?" The demon cultivator suddenly changed the subject.

"I have read it." You Huang replied in a low voice: "The general idea is that the empress was framed and contracted a blood disease, so she had to rely on blood transfusion to prolong her life."

"So you think that the man who gave the strange stone is a bad guy who wants to harm the empress, right?" The demon cultivator continued to ask. You Huang thought for a moment and said, "That's just my one-sided view based on the picture. I don't know the whole story, but I'm sure I'm right that the empress is sick."

The Dalini Dynasty was almost gone for two thousand years. It was powerful but short-lived, and not many records were left behind, so how could she analyze it in detail?

Suddenly thinking of something, You Huang hesitated and said, "I know a little bit about physiognomy and fortune-telling. If I can see the remains of the empress, I may be able to figure out what happened to her."

"You can also tell fortunes and read faces!"

The demon cultivator looked up at Yi Youhuang in surprise: "How old are you?"

You Huang immediately said, "I was raised by Fairy Xue Hai, and I have learned a little bit of her skills."

When the Snow Sea Fairy was mentioned, the demon cultivator's eyes lit up, and he hesitated for a while before saying, "Come here, walk to His Majesty's coffin, and you can see her face."

After gently saying "yes", Youhuang walked cautiously to the coffin made of a whole piece of cold jade, only to find that the coffin was not closed.

The first thing I saw was the empress's skin as soft as snow. My eyes moved up along her hands little by little until they fell on the empress's face.

what……

Youhuang screamed, his face turned pale, and he backed away repeatedly.