Female with Fairy Bell

Su Zishuang had joy in her heart. This time she had won a big victory. Not only did she obtain the treasure and save Han Qingqing, she also planted a thorn in the hearts of Han Qingqing and Yu Qingcheng.

Although the buried thorns are still very young, with the passage of time, they may grow into towering trees at the right time.

If Han Qingqing contained Nangong Yan Xi within the Kunlun School, Su Zishuang's pressure would be much reduced.

Of course, it would be more ideal if Yu Qingcheng and Nangong Yan Xi turned against each other, but from the current point of view, it is still an ideal after all, and it is not easy to achieve the goal.

However, Su Zishuang is not a person who gives up easily, she will stick to it forever.

After entering the inn where he lived, Su Zishuang returned the guest room, taking advantage of the darkness of the sky, and immediately left the place where he lived.

According to normal circumstances, Nangong Yan Xi and others are unlikely to find her.

Su Zishuang did not leave any obvious traces along the way, unless she was a powerful person who was very proficient in the calculation of heavenly secrets, it was possible to spy on her whereabouts.

But Su Zishuang is habitually cautious. If he is not careful, it may not be impossible for the ship to fall in the gutter.

Su Zishuang took advantage of the red clouds on the horizon, and left the inn to go outside the city. In the city, she naturally could not use the Xuantian lion beast as a mount. Instead, she hired a carriage to go to the other side of the capital, which is the south. The exit rushed.

Having left the capital through the southern exit, Su Zishuang quit the carriage and rushed to a desolate countryside to release the Xuantian Lion and Beast. When the palm of the hand was slapped on the back, the eyes of the Xuantian Lion Beast glowed red, and it ran wildly after spreading its legs.

The journey back to Huanxi Zong from the North City Gate is relatively short, and from the South City Gate, you need to make a big circle. It takes five or six days to return to the sect smoothly.

But Su Zishuang was willing to spend more time, as long as it was helpful to hide her whereabouts, she would use it.

In fact, the Su Zishuang method is really useful.

At the mass grave, after careful observation. Yu Qingcheng discovered the shallow footprints of the Xuantian Lion Beast, and the breath released by the Xuantian Lion Beast, Yu Qingcheng, Nangong Yan Xi and Han Qingqing chased them all the way.

All the clues were interrupted when he chased it into the capital.

"Yan Xi, are we going to chase?" Yu Qingcheng frowned slightly. At this time, he was not willing to continue chasing.

Nangong Yan Xi shook his head: "Forget it, the woman is too cunning, and now she enters the capital. It's like a mud cow entering the sea, no clues can be found. Let's leave the North Gate and return to the Zong Gate."

A pure smile appeared on Han Qingqing's face: "Well, let's go back to the sect, I will call out Xiao Jin."

The golden-eyed eagle is a spirit beast raised by Han Qingqing. Usually can be hidden in Han Qingqing's waist beast bag.

But the spirit beast bag is very boring, so general spirit beasts are reluctant to look forward to it in the spirit beast bag for a long time, unless it is a special situation.

The golden-eyed eagle left the spirit beast bag, unfolded and turned into a golden light, leading the crowd to rise to the sky and flew in the direction of the Kunlun School.

Su Zishuang was sitting cross-legged on the back of the Xuantian lion beast, heading into the distance facing the morning glow.

The Xuantian Lion Beast is very fast, many times faster than Su Zishuang's walking by himself, but consumes a lot of spirit stones. After this trip, it would be impossible without a dozen or so spiritual stones.

Su Zishuang's eyes are half-open and half-closed, seeming to be sitting with her breasts, but she is actually taking a nap.

This time the battle of wits and courage, Su Zishuang's mental consumption was really not small. Now, I can't help but feel a little tired.

The Xuantian Lion and Beast ran according to the established route, and soon left the capital for dozens of miles.

Suddenly, Su Zishuang felt a strong evil spirit coming from a distance.

Su Zishuang suddenly became sober, and decisively stretched out his palm and patted the Xuantian lion beast's back.

The speed of the Xuantian Lion Beast slowed down, and then stopped.

Su Zishuang jumped up, standing on the back of the Xuantian Lion Beast, she could see a cloud of black energy rising into the sky in the distance.

If ordinary people saw it, they would most likely think that there was a fire there, so black smoke would erupt.

But in the eyes of a cultivator like Su Zishuang, that group of black aura is not just a fire that caused black smoke to appear, but a kind of ghostly evil aura!

The so-called ghost evil spirit is a kind of power carried by the ghost. There are many dark places with strong ghost evil spirit, but they are generally dangerous and extremely vicious places. But in Su Zishuang's eyes, it was clear that it was only the location of a village.

Su Zishuang's heart trembled, what happened?

"Go and see what happened."

Su Zishuang was going to avoid it, but it didn't hurt to look at it from a distance.

Prompted the Xuantian lion beast, rushed forward at a very fast speed, until it ran to a piece of grass.

As soon as Su Zishuang lifted his palm, the Xuantian Lion Beast shrank rapidly, and finally turned into a puppet beast with a large palm, and was taken into the Universe Bag by her.

The Xuantian Lion Beast's target was too big to be found, so Su Zishuang put away the Xuantian Lion Beast to see what happened.

Quietly lurking in the past, just arriving at the entrance of the village, Su Zishuang smelled a thick **** air, her pupils suddenly enlarged, and her heart trembled.

A small square at the entrance of the village was full of corpses, old people, children, men, women, and every corpse couldn't be stunned.

It would be fine if they were killed by a single knife, but the corpses were twisted and deformed, and the woman's lower body was opened, **** and horrible, and the man's lower body was also **** and bloody, and his head burst open.

Everyone's expressions before death were frozen, the extreme panic, fear, fear, anger, pleading, hatred... No matter what kind of emotions, there is no way to change the fate of a miserable death.

Su Zishuang's stomach suddenly churned, especially uncomfortable.

After coming to this world, Su Zishuang hadn't seen a dead person, but it was the first time to see such a terrible and miserable death.

More importantly, these people are all mortals!

Su Zishuang's eyes were swept, and he roughly judged that there were more than two hundred corpses here, which should have been slaughtered in a small village.

Moreover, these corpses were put in a very strange posture as a whole, very much for the evil rituals performed by the monks who practiced magic and ghost techniques.

A trace of black air hovered over the corpse, centered on the middle, hovering towards the sky.

Sure enough, there was a black robe man sitting in the middle, his whole body shrouded in the black robe, only a pair of green eyes were exposed, full of evil and tyranny.

Between the black robe man's breath, the black air rushed into one of his nostrils, and then rushed out of the other nostril.

Su Zishuang's heart became discerning, no need to guess, that black robe man was definitely practising an evil spell, he needed the help of a fresh and dead ghost, which was mixed with extremely strong resentment.

Therefore, torture is not an end, but a means!

The real purpose is to make everyone die at the moment of high emotions, whether it is anger, fear, begging...it doesn't matter what emotions are, but there must be resentment in it.

Su Zishuang hibernated quietly without moving.

In her reaction, the black-robed man was very powerful, at least in the early days of foundation building. With her current strength, she was far behind and had no chance of winning at all.

Therefore, even though he sympathized with those mortals who died in his heart, it was impossible for Su Zishuang to go to the black robe man to take his own life.

Therefore, Su Zishuang could only try his best to restrain his breath, so as not to be discovered by the black robe man.

Su Zishuang has already recalled the content of the book in his mind. Of course, the story written in the book is after all the story of Nangong Yanxi as the protagonist. It is impossible to write everything that happened in this world, and in this case, there are some What happened through the book is also normal.

Su Zishuang recalled it for a while, and seemed to be familiar with it, but could not find the origin.

After thinking for a while, Su Zishuang gave up and continued to think without finding a result.

The black-robed man vomited for a while, the black air above the corpse became less and less, and he was inhaled in the end.

"Quack, it's not bad to have a snack when you're hungry." The black-robed man was weird and inexplicable, like the sound of bones rubbing.

Afterwards, a white bone sword appeared under his feet, which turned into a black energy and rose into the sky, fleeing into the distance.

"Just eat snacks to kill so many people?" Su Zishuang really felt the evil of the black-robed man.

In order to practice spells, the black-robed monk didn't take life seriously. In his eyes, these mortals might not be as good as pigs and dogs.

"boom……"

At this moment, a very slight sound came from nearby.

Su Zishuang's thoughts moved, her boots stepped on the ground, and her body suddenly bounced, like a light master, giving birth to the phantom of lotus flowers under her feet.

When Su Zishuang rushed to the place where the voice was, she saw a ragged little boy curled up in the grass, shivering.

The little boy gritted his teeth, which is a situation where grief, anger and fear were added to the extreme.

Seeing Su Zishuang's appearance and seeing a girl in a black robe appearing in front of him who was almost dressed up, the little boy's eyes became even more frightened.

However, under extreme fear, the little boy gave birth to a courage from nowhere. He pressed his palm and stood up from the ground.

"You...you demon...you kill me...or else, I won't let you go! One day...I will kill you demons!"

The little boy's face was flushed and he spoke intermittently, but there was unimaginable determination inside.

Su Zishuang couldn't help being stunned. The little boy looked like about eleven or twelve. Even though his small face was still childish, it was already heroic. A pair of sword eyebrows flew into the temple, straight nose, thin lips tight. Squeezing, a pair of bright eyes filled with resentment!

"You are mistaken, I am not an accomplice of that demon." Su Zishuang shook his head lightly, but did not move on, so as not to overstimulate the boy.