The demon witch is her white moonlight

Feng Hongyu followed Ji Yuxuan's instructions and set fire to the bamboo house. When she turned her head, Ji Yuxuan had already gone down the mountain road, and there was only one small spot left.

Feng Hongyu was about to follow, but was suddenly grabbed by Luo Qingcheng: "Take care of the wound first."

"Didn't you see that the Young Palace Master has already left?" Feng Hongyu shot Luo Qingcheng a sideways glance, "What kind of wound are you dealing with? Let's follow the Young Palace Master first!"

Luo Qingcheng frowned, and continued to persuade: "Sharpening a knife is not a mistake for woodcutters, you should bandage the wound first, and then chase after it will be easier."

She just grabbed Feng Hongyu's wrist, and her hand was covered with blood. Feng Hongyu's clothes were almost soaked in blood. If the blood was gone, would there be any way to survive?

"Who are you, are you?" Feng Hongyu was so annoyed that she shook her arm, but she didn't let go of Luo Qingcheng's hand. She was furious and shouted, "Let go!"

This woman doesn't listen to persuasion, but insists on following her, obstructing her from doing things repeatedly, and interfering in her choices and decisions, is it tolerable or unbearable?

Seeing Feng Hongyu's angry eyes wide open, looking like he was going to do something, Luo Qingcheng gritted his teeth, lifted Feng Hongyu's sleeve, took out the Jinchuang medicine bottle, and was about to give Feng Hongyu medicine.

This behavior irritated Feng Hongyu's sensitive nerves, and directly burned the last bit of patience in her heart. She looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her hairs stood on end, and her backhand was a neat slap.

Snapped--

A few clear finger marks gradually appeared on Luo Qingcheng's fair cheeks. She seemed to be slapped by a slap, her hand movements froze, the medicine bottle fell to the ground, and the medicine powder spilled all over the place.

Feng Hongyu was angry and anxious, her eyes were red, but when she saw the handprints on Luo Qingcheng's face, she felt a little guilty for no reason.

For a moment, the two looked at each other, and neither of them spoke.

Feng Hongyu held her breath, suppressed the strange soreness in her heart, and stared at Luo Qingcheng viciously: "Luo Qingcheng, you saved me today, I am very grateful to you, but please remember your identity! You are the Luo family Miss, and I am a heinous gangster! You shouldn't have come to help me, let alone continue to follow me!"

"Stop pestering me for inexplicable reasons. If you want to arrest me, then show the vigor of a warlord." Feng Hongyu withdrew her hand, pressed down her sleeves, turned and walked away without looking back.

Luo Qingcheng stood at the end of the mountain road, spread out his palms, the palms were empty, only a thin smear of red remained.

Feng Hongyu went down the mountain and found that Ji Yuxuan did not go directly, but was waiting for her by a small stream at the foot of the mountain.

Seeing her coming down, Ji Yuxuan raised her eyes to look behind her, Feng Hongyu noticed her movements, her face froze slightly, and she said in a strange way: "She won't follow again." After speaking, she felt inexplicably depressed.

She didn't know if it was because of the serious injury, but she felt a little stuffy in her chest.

Ji Yuxuan didn't speak, and gave her a elixir and a bottle of Jinchuang medicine, and said, "I'll give you a stick of incense time to treat the wound."

It was only then that Feng Hongyu realized that Ji Yuxuan had cleaned up the wounds on her body and the blood stains on her clothes.

She said yes, took the elixir and walked to the stream, found a place covered by stones, grabbed the skirt with both hands, and was about to take off her clothes.

She peeled off half of her coat, and her movements stopped suddenly. She looked at her blood-stained hands, the blood on her thumb rubbed against the medicine bottle, just like the blood from her palm on Luo Qingcheng's face in that slap just now.

Luo Qingcheng.

How could she think of this woman?

Feng Hongyu gritted her teeth, feeling awkward for some reason, then took a peek at Ji Yuxuan, seeing that Ji Yuxuan had her back to her, and she had no intention of turning back, so she was relieved.

Knowing that women can also commit certain atrocities against women, Feng Hongyu immediately felt very uncomfortable when she thought of Ji Yuxuan's identity and the rumors she had heard about the young master of Xuantian Palace.

She cleaned up the wound as quickly as possible, applied good medicine, bandaged it briefly, and put on her clothes again.

"Young Palace Master, I'm ready." Feng Hongyu came out from behind the big rock.

Ji Yuxuan glanced at her, nodded "Yes" and said, "Then let's go." After a pause, he said, "Don't call me Young Palace Master outside."

After finishing speaking, they left, and they still had to hurry up to find the next awakened descendant of Yinxuan.

Feng Hongyu followed behind Ji Yuxuan, paused in her leaving steps, and finally did not look back.

In the woods about a dozen steps behind her, Luo Qingcheng looked at the back of Feng Hongyu and the two leaving, his lips turned white.

That person is Ji Yuxuan.

Ji Yuxuan went back to Lanjiang's inn, but Qi Jianxin didn't come back, so Ji Yuxuan passed by his door and went straight to Xiaoru's room.

But before she got close, she keenly caught a fresh scent of blood.

Ji Yuxuan's footsteps paused, her fists were clenched tightly, and she wanted to laugh, but she only hooked the corners of her mouth coldly.

Blessings are unparalleled, and misfortunes never come singly. How many disasters are there to follow?

She pushed away the guest room where Xiaoru was resting, and the person on the bed was missing, and there were two more corpses on the ground, which were the two Xuantian Palace masters who were ordered to guard here before.

Could Xiaoru be the next successor of Yinxuan?

Why didn't I think of it before?

Seeing Ji Yuxuan standing at the door without moving for a long time, Feng Hongyu was about to ask her what's the matter, when she saw Ji Yuxuan's body swaying, staggered back a step, and a drop of blood dripped from the corner of her mouth.

"Guardian Xi!" Feng Hongyu wanted to help Ji Yuxuan, but the latter waved her away.

"I'm fine." Ji Yuxuan wiped away the blood on the corner of her mouth, "Immediately block Lanjiang City, mobilize all the disciples of Lanjiang, and find someone."

Feng Hongyu didn't understand, and didn't know who Ji Yuxuan was looking for when she said that she was looking for someone, but seeing Ji Yuxuan's face was so dark that she was about to drip water, she didn't dare to ask a word, nodded in response, and immediately turned and left the inn to go to Arrange manpower.

After Ji Yuxuan gave her orders, she walked into the room and bent over to examine the wounds on the two corpses.

They all sealed their throats with a sword, and the wounds were still bleeding. The other party had just left not long ago, and did not disturb other people in the inn, and his cultivation was at least at the Alchemy Realm.

Judging by his killing methods, he is an acquaintance.

Ji Yuxuan roughly knew it.

When she got up, there was a double image in the foreground again, Ji Yuxuan swayed her feet, waved her hands to support the table, and managed to stand still. She breathed a sigh of relief, and suppressed the sweet blood rushing to her throat.

Can't fall yet.

Xiaoyi is waiting for her.

She took out a few copper coins and made a fortune teller.

The hexagram was chasing the murderer, Ji Yuxuan touched the hexagram with the palm of his hand, and then jumped through the window, chasing after the bloody smell left in the air.

·

In the cruel and painful torment day after day, Le Xiaoyi's injury gradually improved, the pain in his chest eased slightly, and his hands and feet regained some strength.

But she still couldn't sense the true energy in her body, and her dantian was empty, so she couldn't help it.

She sat up on her arms and took a breath.

His eyes had already adapted to the dark environment, and he could even vaguely recognize the approximate size of the cave and the orientation of the four walls.

She deliberately let herself ignore the other person in the darkness, climbed up the rough rock behind her and stood up, within the range of her vision, supported the rock wall to move bit by bit, and found a drier open space to sit cross-legged down.

She can't wait to die here, she has to find a way by herself.

The first thing to do is to recover her power, without internal power to protect her body, no matter what happens to her at this time, it may be a disaster.

Meditating with her eyes closed can also distract her a little.

This sitting, I don't know how many days have passed.

Gradually, Le Xiaoyi was able to sense a little bit of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, silently meditated in her heart, absorbed the spiritual energy into her body, and with a little bit of real energy as an introduction, it slowly formed a self-circulation in her body, and her wounds began to heal at an accelerated rate.

During this process, she gradually calmed down, and the decisions she made before kept echoing in her heart, making her heart colder and colder, and her will more and more firm.

The wavering heart was cast into a piece of iron in the blood and tears it drank.

If she is really wrong, let her bear this pain forever and ever, and use her blood and soul to atone for the decision she made today.

When the wound was [-]% to [-]% healed, she no longer knew how long she had been in this dark cave.

At some point, Le Xiaoyi opened his eyes, looked straight at a certain place in the darkness, and said in a deep voice, "Let's have a chat."

She didn't know how to address that person, so she didn't address him. The words themselves showed her position.

The voice fell, but there was no reply. Le Xiaoyi frowned, and said again: "I know you are there. During this time, thank you for taking care of me day and night. If there is anything I can do for you, please feel free to speak."

There was still silence in the darkness, without any echo.

Like, silently venting some kind of emotion.

"I am ready to face the truth, please tell me, what happened 11 years ago? Where did you come from? Why did you end up here? What is your relationship with...Xiaoxuan?" Le Xiaoyi took a deep breath, and said what was in his heart at once, "If you promise me not to hurt Xiaoxuan again, we can find a way to go out together."

When Le Xiaoyi said this, he had already expected that the woman might be angry, and that the woman might attack her when she was furious. The strength of a woman is very strong, she can't beat her, but this is already the biggest concession she can make .

She will not let anyone hurt Ji Yuxuan.

The woman was silent for a long time, and after Le Xiaoyi finished speaking, she waited patiently without urging her.

"Is she that important to you?" After a long time, the woman's voice finally came through the darkness.

Le Xiaoyi cheered up, and replied in a deep voice: "She is everything to me."

Her love, her life, everything about her was given to Ji Yuxuan.

Le Xiaoyi seemed to hear a chuckle, and then heard the woman ask her again: "Is she practicing very fast? Not only is she practicing fast, but she is also very smart. She knows a lot of things. It seems that there is nothing important in the world that she doesn't know." ?”

Le Xiaoyi frowned, what did the woman mean by this?

But what she said was true.

Le Xiaoyi pursed his lips and replied, "Yes."

The woman laughed again, and the laughter was full of sarcasm, which made Le Xiaoyi feel very uncomfortable, and subconsciously spoke for Ji Yuxuan: "Xiaoxuan has suffered a lot, as the young palace master of Xuantian Palace, she must be forced to Learned a lot.”

"Is that true?" The woman asked with a smile, "Have you really never thought about why she is so powerful?"

Le Xiaoyi was taken aback.

She thought about it, of course she thought about it.

Sometimes when she looked into Ji Yuxuan's eyes, she would suddenly have an illusion.

Those eyes are too vicissitudes, like an old soul living in Ji Yuxuan's young body.

Thinking of this, Le Xiaoyi's shoulders suddenly trembled, and he raised his head vigilantly, staring sharply at the darkness in front of him, suddenly feeling uneasy in his heart, why did she think so just now?

Le Xiaoyi didn't say anything for a long time, the woman on the other side of the darkness gave her the answer.

"Because she is a thief, an immortal old soul, an old monster who has lived for thousands of years but is still not satisfied!"

The woman came from the darkness and appeared in front of Le Xiaoyi, weeping blood every word.

"She took my body, stole my life, and finally, she took you!"

Le Xiaoyi's eardrums vibrated, his ears buzzed, and his mind went blank.

She didn't want to hear it anymore, but the voice penetrated into her ears without hindrance, and every word was cut on her body like a knife, piercing her body with holes and bleeding profusely.

"In order to revitalize the Xuantian Palace and complete an ulterior secret plan, Ji Qiancheng teamed up with the old magician on Yulan Mountain to strip my soul cruelly, but he couldn't bear to kill me, so he locked me in this dark place place, leave an empty promise, let me wait for him to come to me!"

The woman looked at her sadly, she was just a soul, even when she burst into tears, no tears came down.

"Xiaoyi, the only thing I look forward to is you, and only you will save me."