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Chapter 166 He has bullied me so many times, it won’t matter if I do it once or twice

Chapter 166 He has bullied me so many times, it won’t matter if I do it once or twice

On the altar square.

Only the girl was sitting quietly alone.

The girl was chanting Buddhist scriptures, and the sound of the scriptures kept floating in the huge altar.

Every time the girl uttered a word, golden Buddha light would float out from her side and gradually merge into the heavy clouds above the palace.

One after another, obscure and difficult to understand, but extremely comfortable to listen to Buddhist melodies spread out.

Next to the girl, Chaos, who looked like a small meat ball, was lying comfortably on the ground, basking in the sun.

It's just that the front and back are the same, so you can't seem to tell the front and back of this little guy at all.

While lying down, it will scratch its belly with its fleshy wings.

An hour later, the girl stopped chanting Buddhist scriptures.

"Migu?"

Hearing that his master had fallen silent, Little Hun Dun woke up and looked at his master in a daze.

"Migumigu?"

Little Hun Dun moved in front of Wang Xin and gently rubbed his master's knee.

Wang Xin nodded to Hun Dun: "Well, I'm done. According to the customs of their Great Zhou, we'll stop here for today."

"Migu."

Chaos suddenly opened his mouth wide, yawned, flapped his little wings, and flew to his master's shoulder.

"There's no need to rush back." Wang Xin stretched out her little hand and rubbed the head of little Hundun. This little Hundun was just a ball of flesh, and it was hard to tell where the body and the head were. "We still have some things to do."

The next moment, Wang Xin took out a half-broken Tang sword from his storage bag.

The blade is pitch black, slender yet strong.

The body of the knife is engraved with tassels that look like flowing water.

Near the handle of the knife, there is a word "Mo" engraved.

This was originally an immortal weapon, but now the sword spirit has dissipated. Apart from its sharpness that can cut through iron like mud, it is not much different from an ordinary weapon.

However, the blood energy emanating from the magic sword was still extremely strong, even after the girl had baptized it with Buddhist scriptures for many years.

No one knows how many people have died and how much blood has been drunk by this magic sword.

Wang Xin carefully placed the magic knife named "Ran Mo" in front of himself, and then recited the spell.

The next moment, a flash of black light flew out from the blade and entered the clouds.

The black light kept circling, as if looking for its owner.

Wangxin raised his head and saw the black light spinning around.

Finally, the black light suddenly stopped, flew towards the northern city area of ​​the Zhou Dynasty's imperial capital, and dissipated over the northern city.

The northern city area of ​​the Zhou Dynasty was the most lively place in the entire imperial capital. It housed the largest market town, restaurant, and the imperial palace of the Zhou Dynasty.

In addition, various ministers and officials of the Zhou Dynasty also lived in that place.

"He seems to be there." Wangxin said to Hun Dun.

"Migu. Migu migu." Little Chaos flapped his wings a few times and looked very happy.

But after a while, Little Chaos' wings drooped, and his tone was a little disappointed: "Migu..."

"I know." Wang Xin nodded. "There are a lot of people in that place. Ran Mo can only do this much. From now on, I can only rely on myself. Although it is not easy to find him, I will definitely find him."

"Migu. Migu." Little Hundun's tone was a little complicated.

It also wanted to find its male owner, but it was also worried about its female owner.

"Don't worry, he won't bully me." The girl lowered her head and said with a hint of uncertainty, "Probably."

"Migu."

"What if he still bullies me like he did in my last life?"

The girl lowered her head, looking like she was thinking seriously.

After a long while, the girl raised her head, looked at Little Hundun, and slowly said:

"If he bullies me again, let him bully me twice.

He has bullied me so many times anyway.

It’s not bad to do it once or twice.”

The Western Regions Wandao Sect.

In the Western Regions, the Wandao Sect is the largest demon sect.

Looking at the entire world, Wandao Sect is one of the top ten sects along with Wanjian Sect, Yaochi Holy Land and other sects.

In a forbidden area of ​​the Wandao Sect, a woman in a black dress walked quickly on the palace corridor.

The woman's long, jet-black hair was tied into a bun, draped naturally over her curvy back. The neat bangs on her forehead added a touch of elegance to her.

The black skirt she wore barely reached her heels, but it slit up to her thighs just above her knees.

If such clothes were worn in the Central Plains, they would definitely be considered immoral.

But in the Western Regions, this kind of clothing is extremely normal.

Even in the Western Regions, where people are open-minded and free-spirited, the clothes women wear are still somewhat conservative.

The woman strode forward. Her traditional Western clothing, which looked like high-heeled sandals, wrapped around her fair and delicate ankles, leaving slight marks. Her heels collided with the ground, making a crisp sound.

There are two torches hanging on the wall every three meters in the entire corridor, and two disciples of Wandao Sect standing guard every ten meters.

When the woman walked in front of them, the disciples of Wandao Sect immediately knelt on one knee.

Finally, the woman came to a stone chamber.

The stone chamber opened and the woman walked in.

There is a magic circle inside.

In the center of the magic circle, there was a broken black Tang Dynasty sword, with only the front half remaining.

"How is it?"

Yu Yunwei, the leader of Wandao Sect, asked in a cold voice, with a hint of anxiety and nervousness in his tone.

"My Lord, we have been continuously improving the Thousand Searches Formation these past few days, and using the Ink Dyeing Technique as a medium, we are searching for the former Sect Master's reincarnation.

Just recently, the Qianxun Formation responded.

According to the location shown by the Qianxun Array.

The former suzerain is likely to appear in the Zhou Kingdom in the Central Plains."

The head of the Formation Hall quickly explained.

"Zhou Kingdom?" Yu Yunwei frowned.

"This is a relatively small human dynasty." The head of the Formation Hall added.

"How confident are you this time?" Yu Yunwei looked at him coldly. "You've made quite a few mistakes."

The head of the Formation Hall immediately knelt on one knee before the Sect Master: "Please forgive me, Sect Master! This time, I have a 70% chance of success!"

As the Formation Hall Master's voice fell, Yu Yunwei glanced at him calmly and said, "Let Wan'er and Lu Shu go to the Central Plains Zhou Dynasty. If the information is reliable, I will go there immediately!"

"Yes! Master Sect Leader!" The head of the Formation Hall responded quickly.

Yu Yunwei raised her head and looked at the huge magic circle, her little hands clenched tightly.

In the woman's mind, a man's figure emerged. He stood in front of her holding a Tang Dynasty sword as black as ink.

"Brother, Junior Sister will definitely bring you back as soon as possible."

(End of this chapter)