After practicing the ruthless way, the little sister is too strong

Simu Feng kept talking, and the three people looked gloomy and spoke incoherently.

Xia Ling, who was protected behind him, found this a little funny.

Although I was a little surprised by my senior brother's sudden venomous tongue, to be honest, it's so nice to have a substitute for my senior brother!

After taking the pill, Gu Qi felt much better and no longer vomited blood. The only thing that remained unchanged was his face, which was as black as the bottom of a pot.

After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Gu Qi stared at Xia Ling and Si Mufeng, and said with a tone that was almost gritting his teeth: "Today's shame, I, Gu Qi, will repay you a hundredfold in the future!"

If he hadn't sustained internal injuries from the fight with the demon beast and hadn't used up most of his spiritual energy, how could he have lost to her!

Simu Feng replied calmly: "It's up to you."

Xia Ling didn't care, "Oh."

To be honest, she was well aware that she had won by luck without any effort.

Gu Qi's spiritual power was too severely depleted, and his strength was less than half of his usual strength. In addition, the Soul-Transforming Song was the nemesis of the Soul-Devouring Song, otherwise, given the difference in cultivation, it was not certain who would win.

Although it is not good to take advantage of someone in distress, the key point is that in her eyes, they are not human beings.

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Gu Qi was a little annoyed by their nonchalant and perfunctory attitude, but there was nothing he could do about it.

I was about to leave in a hurry, but a gust of wind suddenly hit and the sky suddenly darkened. A dark fog spread from nowhere and instantly covered the entire misty forest...

Simu Feng noticed something was wrong at the first moment, and took out two formation talismans and integrated them into the ground, protecting the area where he and Xia Ling were standing with a formation.

Then he handed Xia Ling a dark golden talisman and said, "Ghost-exorcising talisman, stick it on."

Xia Ling obediently took it and put it on his arm, then looked around, his sight finally stopping on the ground where the fog was the thickest.

This black mist is obviously not poisonous gas, but... ghostly energy.

Just as Xia Ling was about to ask Simu Feng if he could use these ghost hands to practice swordsmanship, Wen Wan's panicked exclamation rang out.

"First senior brother! Second senior brother!"

The two people who were called by her looked quickly and saw that their little sister's leg was actually grabbed by a white bone stump sticking out from the ground.

At this moment, the stumps that were emitting dirty black air and shining with blood were pulling her down with all their strength.

"It's the Ghost Hand Demon!" Gu Qi's eyes flashed with shock, and he quickly summoned back the magic jade flute, injected spiritual power into his hands, and used it to draw several sharp blades to cut off and crush the limbs that were holding Wen Wan.

Then he pulled her to his side, held her hand tightly, and lowered his voice: "Are you okay?"

very scary……

Wen Wan's tears fell even more violently. She was speechless and could only shake her head in response.

Bai Yu's face also looked unhappy, and he said solemnly: "Is this really just a small-scale, low-level secret realm?"

The appearance of a treasure and a fourth-level ghost hand are a bit too outrageous.

According to the usual classification, this level can be considered a medium-sized secret realm.

Now he and his senior brother were seriously injured, and his junior sister had just broken through to the peak of Qi training, so it might be difficult for them to escape.

Bai Yu had a lot of thoughts in his mind. He thought of something and took a few steps forward, facing Si Mufeng and Xia Ling who were talking.

He made a serious suggestion: "I think you two are also worried about the ghost hand. How about we temporarily join forces and leave here together?"

Since this girl can play the Soul-Turning Song so skillfully, her cultivation level is definitely not just at the Qi training stage.

As for the man next to her, since he could easily take out a mid-level talisman, it seemed that his strength was somewhat limited.

In the current situation, joining forces with both of them is the best option.

For the sake of the overall situation, they should agree.

Bai Yu thought so, but was quickly slapped in the face.

The two people whose conversation was interrupted by him looked at him sideways with some dissatisfaction.

Simu Feng spoke first, "No big deal."

Xia Ling then asked: "What benefits will it bring to us if we join forces with you?"

Bai Yu was a little embarrassed, "...This is the best choice for both of us."

Simu Feng casually glanced at Wen Wan who was shivering in Gu Qi's arms, and then looked Bai Yu up and down with a scrutinizing look.

Then, under the gazes of several people, he said word by word: "You are so shameless."

Although Bai Yu's temper was not bad, he was often criticized and naturally felt bad. He frowned and said, "My fellow Taoist, please don't go too far."

Simu Feng ignored him and looked at Xia Ling, "Xiao Liu, let's go."

Xia Ling cooperated very well and called out the name he made up: "Okay, Senior Brother Si Lin!"

The fog became darker and darker, and white skeletal ghost hands appeared on the ground one by one, gathering towards this side.

Bai Yu was humiliated by Si Mufeng and didn't want to lower his dignity again to ask them to form a team.

He took out the guqin which he had been carrying on his back and began to play the song of beheading evil.

But there were too many ghost hands, and after he eliminated one group, another group quickly surrounded him.

Bai Yu was already injured, and the rapid consumption of his spiritual power inevitably made him feel a little tired. A thin layer of sweat soon appeared on his forehead, and his face gradually turned pale.

Wen Wan, who was leaning on his chest, didn't notice the state of her second senior brother. She was frightened by the ghost hands that kept popping out of the ground and her face turned pale. The cool and sticky touch just now seemed to be on her legs, making her feel nauseous and want to vomit.

Leaning in Gu Qi's arms, his voice trembled, "Big Brother, Second Brother, what should we do?"

She doesn't want to die!

Now I haven’t found the divine beast yet, and I’ve even encountered the ghost hand demon... I really shouldn’t have come here...

Gu Qi held Wen Wan in one hand and held the jade flute in the other.

Looking at the backs of the two people in front of him preparing to leave, he gritted his teeth and finally gave up his face, "What do you want?"

When Xia Ling heard this, he stopped and gestured towards Simu Feng.

Si Mufeng looked at her outstretched claw and nodded in agreement.

Seeing that he agreed, Xia Ling stopped and turned to look at the three people, smiling: "One thousand high-grade spirit stones, not a single one less."

Judging from the resources the three of them can get, one thousand spirit stones are not a lot, but if they pool together they will definitely have some.

"Don't go too far!" Gu Qi frowned.

Hiring a late Nascent Soul stage thug for a whole day only costs five hundred high-quality spirit stones.

This insolent and arrogant girl asked for one thousand right away. She is too greedy.

Xia Ling's fake smile disappeared in an instant. "I said even one less piece won't do. It seems they don't understand what I'm saying. Let's go, brother."

Seeing that they really had no intention of staying, Gu Qi finally compromised, his voice filled with uncontrollable anger: "We'll give it to you."

"That's right." Xia Ling smiled and raised his hand to conjure up a transparent bubble. Then, while they were not paying attention, he took out a storage bag of the most ordinary specifications from the storage ring and placed it inside the bubble. "Come on, just put the spirit stones in it. I will count them one by one."

Although storage rings are not considered rare treasures in this world, they are relatively expensive. The most common one requires 100 high-quality spirit stones.

So generally speaking, people who own storage rings are assumed to be rich people or disciples of a sect.

Because the storage ring given by the master was engraved with the seal of the Wangyue Sect, in order to avoid attracting suspicion and attention, she and her second senior brother cast an invisibility spell on the storage rings they were wearing as soon as they went down the mountain.

Even the Xuanyin bracelet on her hand was the same. Unless she took the initiative to remove the spell, others could not see it.