Help! Whose junior sister is a physical cultivator?

Her skin gradually darkened, black scales grew on her, and a pair of huge wings grew from her back.

"It's indeed the demon clan!" Qiao Chuanxue said in surprise.

Fu Hanfeng on the side shook his head in disbelief. Not only him, but all of Fu Rou's bootlickers widened their eyes.

Fu Rou laughed wildly.

"Hahahaha, you bunch of stupid monks! Do you think you can defeat me like this?"

As she spoke, she struggled to break free from An Xi's restraints and flew into the air.

Upon seeing this, Yi Zhao and others immediately cast spells to attack Fu Rou.

An Xi used all his magic spells to attack Fu Rou, and the rest of the people went to deal with the ancestor of the Fu family.

Only by dealing with Fu Rou first can the ancestor return to normal.

Fu Rou gathered her magic power and chanted a spell. Suddenly, countless black flames emerged from the ground and swept towards everyone.

An Xi was startled and quickly dodged.

After the fire, she found herself separated from her companions.

An Xi decided to subdue Fu Rou first. She concentrated her energy and used her special skills.

A beam of light shot out from her sword and hit Fu Rou directly.

Fu Rou was unable to dodge and was hit by the sword, falling down with a scream.

An Xi took the opportunity to rush forward, ready to completely eliminate Fu Rou.

Just as she approached Fu Rou, a hint of cunning flashed in Fu Rou's eyes, and she launched a final counterattack.

An Xi steadily caught Fu Rou's attack and smiled.

"You won't forget that my cultivation is higher than yours~"

Fu Rou's eyelids twitched and she felt a pain in her abdomen.

She looked down at the wooden sword stuck in her body, her face turning pale.

This time, An Xi didn't give Fu Rou any chance to do anything tricky. She grasped the hilt of the sword and spun it.

Fu Rou's eyes were bloodshot from the pain and her voice was trembling.

"No! You can't kill me, I'm the heroine!"

As soon as she finished speaking, An Xi launched a direct attack into her soul, destroying it.

The ancestor of the Fu family also returned to normal, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

An Xi cleaned Fu Rou's body thoroughly. After not seeing her for a while, she now had so many good things on her.

Especially the magical weapons that can control the monks.

The Thousand Threads Dark Tablet is an ancient magic weapon of the Mi Clan. It is said that after the Mi Clan was destroyed, this magic weapon also disappeared.

Many cultivators with evil intentions searched everywhere for her but couldn't find her, but she was unexpectedly found by Fu Rou.

Thinking of what Fu Rou said before her death, An Xi also realized that Fu Rou had always known her identity.

But she was too lazy to guess the other person's original identity. She was not interested in dead people.

Qiao Chuanxue walked up to An Xi and said.

"So you really came here to kill her? I thought you were just talking nonsense."

An Xi said with a smile.

"It is our duty as monks to fight against the demons."

The patriarch, ancestor, and others of the Fu family thanked An Xi one after another.

If An Xi hadn't come to expose Fu Rou's identity, they would still be kept in the dark.

Only Fu Hanfeng opened his mouth, but in the end said nothing.

Qiao Chuanxue started to laugh at him whenever she got the chance.

“Oh my, my~ Isn’t it said that your Rou’er is the kindest and most gentle?

How come he is a demon who hides his identity?"

Fu Hanfeng said with a bad look on his face.

"none of your business!"

Then he looked at An Xi and extended his hand.

"I bought those for Fu Rou, you have to return them to me."

An Xi was stunned and then she laughed angrily.

"This is my trophy, want it?"

Fu Hanfeng was about to say something when he was slapped by the head of the Fu family and staggered.

"What are you talking about? He has helped us so much, we should thank him.

Look at you! You are being bewitched by a demon and following him around. How shameful! "

An Xi didn't want to say anything more to them. She said a few words to the ancestor of the Fu family and left.

The heavy stone in her heart had finally fallen to the ground. Before leaving, she looked at the corpse on the ground to prevent it from resurrecting in the future.

She kindly asked her fourth senior brother for a magic medicine that could dissolve corpses. After pouring a bottle of the medicine into the medicine, Fu Rou's body disappeared completely.

After doing this they left.

Qiao Chuanxue watched the people leave and waved with a smile.

If it weren't for her, she wouldn't be able to watch such a wonderful show.

Fu Hanfeng saw that Qiao Chuanxue was so happy and thought that she felt that since Fu Rou was dead, their engagement could still be valid.

He frowned in dissatisfaction.

"Qiao Chuanxue, even if Fu Rou was a demon and is dead now, I will not marry you. Give up!"

Qiao Chuanxue was stunned when she heard his words, and then said with disgust.

"Put on some clothes!"

Fu Hanfeng's face flushed and he immediately rushed into the room.

The head of the Fu family felt embarrassed, and everyone else present was trying to hold back their laughter.

Qiao Chuanxue just walked away. She didn't want to be with such a tasteless man.

After An Xi and the others left the Fu family, everyone's eyes wandered around her.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Gu Zhifan couldn't help but say worriedly.

"How did you know Fu Rou was here? Do you know that it is dangerous for you to go there alone?"

An Xi sighed.

"I'm just afraid that Fu Rou's presence will cause trouble. She managed to escape before, but it caused such a big incident.

If we allow her to continue to roam around in the world of immortal cultivation, she will kill us sooner or later."

Xie Qingyuan asked curiously.

"Then how did you know she was here?"

An Xi took out the magic weapon she bought from the system.

"Use this, an opportunity I got unexpectedly, it's quite useful."

Everyone gathered around, and Liu Shubai's eyes lit up.

"Wow, Xiaoxi, you have such a good thing, why don't you show it to me?"

An Xi handed it to Liu Shubai and said casually.

"I have too many things and sometimes I forget, so I forgot to show you."

When the Qingyun Sect members heard this, except Lu Zizhe, they all coughed in embarrassment.

After all, their pockets are clean and they remember exactly what is inside.

Because there is nothing to remember.

An Xi looked at Xie Qingyuan and said with a smile.

"I killed Fu Rou. Do you feel anything unusual?"

Xie Qingyuan was stunned. You know what, it really is true.

For some reason, when he saw An Xi killing Fu Rou just now, he subconsciously raised his sword and wanted to chop An Xi.

Fortunately, he was able to control himself, otherwise the consequences would have been disastrous.

But he didn't say anything, because he felt a little guilty, so he shook his head.

“It seems like there’s nothing unusual.”

An Xi nodded, mainly because she heard Fu Rou's last words. She was worried that the male protagonist would follow the same plot as Fu Rou.

Wei Xianzhi said while touching An Xi's head.

"Are we returning to Lingwan Continent now?"

An Xi nodded. After all, the issues on Lingwan Continent had not been resolved yet, so of course she couldn't stay outside for long.

They boarded the flying boat and started their journey back.

But I encountered a strange phenomenon on the way.

They came to a small town. The monks they met along the way were all old, weak, sick and disabled. There was not a single young and normal monk to be seen.

Gu Zhifan felt strange, so he randomly stopped an old man.

"Grandpa, why don't we see any young monks here? Where did they go?"

The old man looked at everyone on the flying boat, sighed and said.

"You are all from other places, right? All the young cultivators in Xiaoyao City were captured to be absorbed by the people above."

Yi Zhao said in surprise.

"Ah? Isn't that a tripod furnace?"