Beautiful apprentice dressed as a demon

While Huangquan was covered with coldness, the wind in Yuxi was hot and humid.

Bai Miao asked people to prepare their luggage and wanted to go with Jiang Huai and the others. Following 250's instructions, she finally found a volume about the devil's heart in the library. What she had to do was to find a way to put Li Wenzhao in a state of concentration In this way, the silver needle sealed the acupoint and controlled him.

Jiang Huai was able to make Jiaogu sense Li Wenzhao's location, and then find him.

Song Yan intended to follow, but was stopped by Nanzhu.

"Don't worry about it, just take care of your injury honestly." Nan Zhu said mercilessly, "I don't need your fake mercy, I don't want to do that."

"Song Xianchang should really focus on recuperating injuries at the moment," Bai Miao followed up to persuade, "This trip is dangerous, you are not suitable, and the rest will be discussed when I come back."

She didn't want the male lead who had managed to keep her to die again.

Song Yan was about to speak, but Jiang Huai said directly to Nan Zhu: "Let's go, Song Xianchang, take your leave."

"Cherish all the way." Song Yan finally said, he looked at the figure that disappeared outside the organ formation, stopped for a while, and gradually became quiet.

The wind in the morning is quiet and warm, Bai Miao has arranged everything before leaving, and the maids are busy continuing their daily life. Song Yan's medicinal food has been cooked and placed in the room where he usually rests. Everything was as calm as ever.

Song Yan sat in a daze in front of the threshold, looked at a puddle in front of the door, his face was reflected in it, and wondered whether he had made the right choice to slay demons all these years?Right and wrong, right and wrong, who is the one who decides what others say?Why is even Nanzhu Shenjun willing to help Li Wenzhao?And Bai Miao...

In an instant, he thought of his master, Shen Yao, who was obviously heinous, but had been respected by people for hundreds of years, until the day when the truth came to light, there were still people who sighed for him.

And Li Wenzhao, is he really as heinous as what he has heard?Song Yan's eyes were concentrated in the puddle, thinking in a daze, he knew that the times when Li Wenzhao came to the Xianmen, it was actually the people from the Xianmen who provoked him first, and he also knew that the disciples were strangled by Li Wenzhao in the so-called throwing of treasures in the Xianmen. In fact, most of them are framed.

Whenever something bad happens, those people will push it on Li Wenzhao's head without even thinking about it. In the eyes of the world, the truth has long been indifferent. Because he stood on the fairy gate.

Song Yan thought about it at that time, is the right way he insisted on really the right way?

Shen Yao was afraid of Li Wenzhao's cultivation, so he tried every means to put Li Wenzhao to death, and killing Li Wenzhao required a high-sounding reason. For this reason, Qilian Sword Sect has continuously poured dirty water on Li Wenzhao over the years, forcing Li Wenzhao to a kind of The situation forced him to fight back.

Not to mention Li Wenzhao, even himself is only one part of Shen Yao's design, so is the so-called truth about the Xie family in Shen Yao's mouth really worthy of his belief?

Song Yan sighed softly, and after deliberation, made a solemn decision: Maybe, he needs to get to know this Honorable Lord Li again.

He sat like this for a while, and suddenly he heard thunder rolling in the sky, and the dark clouds quickly gathered, covering the originally clear sky, as if a rainstorm was about to come.

At this moment, some of the maids were sorting medicinal herbs in the courtyard. Seeing that the sky was about to change color, they hurriedly put away all the medicinal herbs that were hanging out.

Soon, the sound of rain was gurgling, and Song Yan had no choice but to enter the house to avoid the rain. Then, at the moment when he turned around, he suddenly found that the rain had stopped. It seemed that an invisible force had penetrated into the rain curtain, making the rain fall. The raindrops that are about to fall hang precariously in the air.

The sound of rain, birdsong, and human voices all disappeared at this moment. In the silence, Song Yan raised his eyes and saw a cloud of mist slowly descending in midair.

Not long after, the clouds and mists parted, and a woman came out. This woman was beautiful and beautiful, her eyes were dark, like the mountains and water after the snow melted in early spring, with the residual warmth of the warm spring sun and the unfading chill of winter .

It is cold, and it is also the most noble and moving cold.

She fell to the ground calmly, and a flower umbrella immediately took shape in her hands. There were several blooming green plums wrapped around the umbrella. When the wind blows, it will emit a quiet and elegant fragrance.

Song Yan looked over, his eyes stayed on the woman, his expression changed subtly, and he didn't recover for a while.

He had fought against Li Wenzhao several times, and he felt that regardless of his identity, Li Wenzhao was a handsome young man raised in green mountains and green waters, with deep eyebrows and eyes, like the surface of a calm lake.

But now, at the moment he saw this woman, he suddenly understood, and felt that there was nothing more beautiful than this.

"Are you the confidant of the owner Bai Miao?" As soon as the woman raised her sleeves, the weather returned instantly, and the heavy rain poured down on her umbrella, which was isolated from the outside and could not splash on her body at all.

Song Yan nodded slightly: "I, Song Yan, stayed with Master Bai to heal his wounds. May I ask if you are here to see Master Bai?"

The woman noticed that his gaze had been on her face, lowered the umbrella slightly, and said softly, "The person I am looking for is called Jiang Huai."

Song Yan frowned, suddenly startled in his heart, had a bad premonition, but still asked respectfully: "May I ask you?"

Half-fallen raindrops were dangling under the woman's umbrella. She glanced at Song Yan, and after a moment of silence, she opened her lips and said, "Linchuan Yuanjun, Suzhi."

***

While Jianghuai and the others traveled thousands of miles on spirit beasts and rushed to Huangquan, Huangquan had already become a sea of ​​blood under the killing of Li Wenzhao.

The flames floating everywhere illuminated the whole ghost domain as bright as day, and the blood stains flowing in the grooves of the palace gradually spread over the ankles, and piles of corpses piled up, filling every corner of the ghost domain with a chilling atmosphere. a corner.

Li Wenzhao stood in front of the hall, his eyes were filled with blood, his long hair was disheveled, no injuries could be seen on his body, but the bloodstains on his face could already be seen deep into the bones, the black energy all over his body could only gather and linger, almost Make people invisible.

Jiuchen and him looked at each other, the matter has come to an end, it doesn't matter life or death: "Li Wenzhao, didn't you always worry about your father's death back then? Didn't you always wonder how this king knew about the relationship between Suzhi and you?" Is it something between?"

Li Wenzhao's eyes were gloomy, he didn't speak, a voice in his heart kept shouting and insulting, trying to break his mind and completely control him.

"Haven't you ever wondered why Su Zhi came to this king and took away the bead that can bring the dead back to life?" Jiu Chen couldn't help but sneered, "Aren't you really curious about the reason?"

Li Wenzhao stared at him without saying a word.

"If you kill this king, you will never know what the truth was back then." Jiu Chen took a step closer, and even grabbed the sword in Li Wenzhao's hand, pressing it against his throat, "You want this king? Fate, this king will give it to you."

Li Wenzhao moved his wrist slightly, wanting to draw the sword, but Jiu Chen held it tightly. Even though there was blood dripping from his palm, he still held onto the edge of the sword firmly, letting the sharp point of the sword touch his own lifeblood.

"I'm not afraid of death, but I'm happy to see you and your mother kill each other." After he finished speaking, he continued to take a step forward. The point of the sword pierced his skin, and blood flowed from the wound, but he turned a blind eye to it.

This kind of action forced Li Wenzhao to take a step back to stop the sword from moving.

"I guess, Su Zhi will bring someone here soon," Jiu Chen sneered, "Do you know who she brought?"

Li Wenzhao turned his head slightly to look at him, the scarlet in his eyes faded a little.

"I sent someone to disclose the news to Su Zhi when your apprentice took you away. Do you think that since you have been pretending to be indifferent, this king will not be able to know who your weakness is?" Jiu Chen said , holding the hand of the sword pointing down, letting the point of the sword reach the position of the heart, "Look, I don't even need to mention his name, your expression is already tense."

Li Wenzhao frowned slightly, he hadn't completely woken up from the nightmare, he just kept looking at Jiu Chen.

"Li Wenzhao, just wait, wait for your mother, Su Zhi, to come to see you with Jiang Huai's head in her hand." After Jiu Chen said that, he sneered, wanting to pierce the point of the sword in his heart into his body.

However, Li Wenzhao's reaction speed was extremely fast, the delusional thoughts in his hands suddenly dissipated, Jiu Chen lost the support, his body was about to lean forward, but he was grabbed by the neck, and his whole body was thrown to the ground by a huge force.

His body slammed into the stone pillar behind him, making a dull sound. The stone pillar broke a few gaps and collapsed.

Jiuchen panted heavily, coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and couldn't lift himself up anymore. On the surface, Li Wenzhao's move didn't cause much commotion, but in fact, it had already shattered all the bones in his body, causing his meridians to collapse. Broken joints.

Li Wenzhao took his life effortlessly, but left him room to speak.

This shows that Li Wenzhao was indeed moved by the words just now, and he wanted to know the truth.Thinking of this, Jiu Chen burst out laughing, but before he laughed a few times, he suddenly spit out another mouthful of blood.

"You, you are not qualified to threaten me." Li Wenzhao's voice was low and hoarse, as if he had not woken up from a hangover, and his voice had been infected.

Jiuchen's breath was full of fishy smell. He put his hands on the ground, but he couldn't support half of his body. In the opposite line of sight, he could only see a pair of black leather boots. Take a step towards yourself.

Although the pace is slow, every step seems to be making the final push for his life.

"Li Wenzhao... Cough cough, you don't want to humiliate this king." Jiu Chen coughed, gathered up his last breath, and wanted to slap his seal with his palm.

However, Li Wenzhao pointed his fingertips out of thin air, and a burst of black air suddenly missed Jiu Chen's hand, making him unable to make the final struggle.

"You are too weak." Li Wenzhao walked up to him slowly, squatted down, and looked at Jiu Chen with a kind of pity and indifference, "You brought me here just to see me and Su Zhi It's just killing each other, why do you do this? Do you really think that if you don't tell me, I won't know?"

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