Chapter 86 The Truth (Part 2) "Died Because of Her"



Chapter 86 The Truth (Part 2) "Died Because of Her"

The blood on Xuanxiu's hands came from the ten mirrors.

Delivering the price from the ten mirrors is not as simple as imagined.

After being immersed in the demon world for many years, the ten mirrors have become too greedy.

One point of immortal power is not enough, and he still wants to devour his body.

As a result, a fight ensued, and the rebellious evil spirit imprisoned in the body took the opportunity to cause chaos.

He was in trouble both internally and externally, which took some effort on his part.

During the fight in the mirror, the ten mirrors turned from real to virtual and escaped from the treasure bag.

By the time he was done, there was no trace of A Yao around him anymore. Even when he tried to connect with her using his spiritual power, he didn't get any response.

Blood dripped down his knuckles onto the ground, and he looked up at the person in front of him.

Xuanxiu has lost all his patience.

He followed Mingyao's remaining scent and found this place, but apart from a group of people who disgusted him, he still didn't see any trace of Mingyao.

The smile on his face also looked sloppy.

He suppressed his murderous intent, looked at the three people in the cave, and asked again, "Where's Ah Yao?"

"Ahem."

On the other side, Chao Qulai, who was strangled by the neck, was thrown out. Chao Qulai held on to the stone bed beside him and squeezed together with two unconscious little demons.

Xuan Hui's face darkened, his hand subconsciously tightened around the sword, and he looked towards Xuan Xiu, unable to guess how much he already knew.

At his side, a black shadow that had broken free from Xuanxiu's immortal power floated to his side.

Sensing her presence, Xuan Hui glanced over and asked, "Is this what you meant by being able to trap him?"

Before he finished speaking, without waiting for the black shadow to reply, the sharp immortal power turned into wind blades and penetrated into Xuan Hui's shoulders. The wind blades carried an inch of force and penetrated deep into his flesh and blood. As Xuan Hui stepped forward, the wind blades rolled and churned in his flesh, causing him unbearable pain. Cold sweat seeped out of his forehead and he could no longer speak.

The surroundings were quiet. The black shadow looked at the Immortal Lord Miaomiao in front of her. Under the pressure, she could not move for a while, but she was not very panicked in her heart. Although things were changing now, it was far from a complete failure.

If someone were to die here today, it would definitely not be her.

The black shadow curled his lips calmly, with a hint of teasing in his heart.

It's really different now. Hundreds of years ago, Immortal Lord Miaomiao always killed demons and monsters in a very efficient and decisive manner, without any dragging his feet.

Now... I am being tortured step by step. I wonder if there is some selfish motive behind this?

However, this method of torturing people is consistent with his personality, which is subtle but hits the weak spot directly.

Everyone present had different thoughts.

Xuanxiu lowered his eyes and looked at Xuanhui. With a flick of his fingertips, the wind blade penetrated deep into Xuanhui's spiritual veins, stirring up cyclones in his flesh and blood. "I don't want to repeat her whereabouts again."

The spiritual veins were fragile, and no one had ever acted like this before. In just a few breaths, the inner lining of the Xuan Hui was wet with cold sweat. The pain was so clear that even his mind became a little blurred, but no blood was seen.

He forced himself not to beg for mercy, and Xuan Hui gripped the sword in his hand, remembering what his mother had told him before she passed away: "Zhao Zhao, don't be afraid of him. He can only use 30% of his immortal power. As long as you practice diligently, you will definitely be able to defeat him."

lie.

The veins on Xuan Hui's forehead bulged. Even though he had reached the Mahayana realm and was invincible in the Immortal Mountain, he was still unable to breathe under the suppression of the immortal power. He was still unable to fight back, just like he was back then.

Just like those monsters are always despicable, how could he, who has half human blood, be a match for Chu Miaomiao, the incarnation of immortal power.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he clutched the scabbard tightly. Blood began to flow from his mouth, and the resentment and resentment in his heart consumed him inch by inch. Finally, when the cyclone approached his heart, Xuan Hui loosened his grip and forced the words out through gritted teeth: "I - don't - know -. If you want to - ask - him -, ask - him."

He pointed at Chao Qulai who was huddled aside.

Xuanxiu could see that he was not lying. He raised his eyelashes slightly, and the wind blade exerted force, and Xuanhui completely fainted.

Chao Qulai, standing by, was obviously much more sensible. Without Xuanxiu asking, he confessed everything he had done. "Miaomiao Immortal Lord, I simply withdrew the Soul Binding Technique early. How about asking the two little demons guarding Miss Mingyao's whereabouts?"

Xuanxiu glanced at the stone bed.

Mingyao's presence was clearly visible. There weren't many signs of fighting either. If what Chao Qulai had said was true, Mingyao might have left on his own accord.

The fingers curled slightly.

Xuanxiu subconsciously denied this possibility. No, she had clearly said in the ten mirrors that she liked him and would wait for him outside.

How could he leave without saying a word?

Xuanxiu's gaze fell on the black shadow beside him.

Inside Xuanxiu's body, having been suppressed by Xuanxiu's immortal power for hundreds of years, she was obviously much calmer.

"Miao Miao Immortal Lord, long time no see."

In this situation, she even had the leisure to say hello to Xuanxiu.

Lower-level rebellious evil spirits can be eliminated with immortal power, but rebellious evil spirits like the black shadow can only be suppressed with immortal power, and the rebellious aura that once remained on Mingyao's body cannot even be suppressed by immortal power.

That's why she had the confidence to be so presumptuous in front of him.

The murderous intent within his heart could not be suppressed, and he wanted to crush the black shadow in front of him into powder. The murderous intent permeated Xuanxiu's rather handsome eyebrows and eyes, making them look a bit vicious.

Xuanxiu's eyebrows moved slightly, and he thought Qu Lai was going to take action.

After a few breaths, Immortal Lord Miaomiao suddenly smiled softly.

The bony hands emitted a faint light, and the oppressive feeling of the surrounding immortal power receded like a tide. The immortal power of Miaomiao Immortal Lord was restrained, and compared with the killing god just now, he was completely different.

In contrast, the black shadow's expression became increasingly ugly.

"The evil spirit of the traitorous immortal." Immortal Lord Miaomiao said calmly, "I have suppressed a lot of it within me."

"After the Destiny Man appeared, the immortal energy flowed, and I could freely mobilize the intensity of my suppression."

"You can hear me, right?"

A mark of the inner demon appeared on the forehead of Immortal Lord Miaomiao. His eyes were cold, with a smile on the corners of his lips. His blood-stained hand gently touched his own forehead, and the blood-stained mark of the inner demon was filled with extremely weird sarcasm.

"Your people are wailing."

There were wails everywhere.

Mingyao had not expected that the world had changed so much in just less than a year.

Near the ghost town

If demons often wreaked havoc in the human world in the past, and monks would only go down the mountain from time to time to suppress them, now the streets were full of people fleeing for their lives, and demons were openly devouring human corpses. Mingyao also saw the tattered robes of many monks.

Terrified, Mingyao looked at the evil ghost who had been holding his wrist tightly all the way.

She seemed to have an anchor nearby, and in almost an instant, she arrived here from thousands of miles away.

"Where are we going?"

"Enter the Ghost Town first, then go to Yaochi."

"Why? Aren't you going to take me home?"

"Shut up!" As if unable to bear Mingyao's questioning, the evil ghost suddenly became angry. After a few breaths, he softened his tone and said, "The time it takes for me to recover my sanity is limited. I will tell you everything I need to tell you."

"This is not the place for idle chat. Don't ask too many questions, and remember, don't use your immortal power here."

"Your immortal power will only make you a target here."

Mingyao has always been very obedient in serious matters, and he is also efficient in dealing with evil spirits. When he encounters monsters blocking the way on the road, he solves them cleanly and neatly.

Mingyao watched secretly, and although he stopped asking questions, the doubts in his heart grew bigger and bigger.

The moves used by this evil ghost seem to come from the Immortal Mountain...

She felt a little uneasy and subconsciously stroked the red rope that Xuanxiu gave her. After coming out with the evil ghost, she had thought about contacting Xuanxiu and telling him about her whereabouts, but she didn't know whether it was because the distance was too far or she didn't use her magical power correctly, so she never got to talk to Xuanxiu.

Another half hour passed.

Mingyao once again returned to the abandoned house in the ghost town. It was noon, and the eerie atmosphere of the ghost town had subsided a lot.

The fishy smell has not subsided and is still lingering in my nose.

The yard was still littered with bones and blood.

Mingyao was vigilant against the evil spirit, fearing that she would suddenly change her attitude and bite her.

The evil ghost's eyes turned a little bloodier, but he just took out the incense he had bought at the ghost market when he entered the ghost town, gave her three sticks, and pointed at the white bones in front of him.

"Bye."

Mingyao held the incense, a little dazed. No, it wasn't her who harmed them in the first place, so why should she worship too?

Holding the idea that one should not visit randomly, Mingyao stood stiffly without moving.

The evil ghost finished his worship and turned around to see Ming Yao didn't move, so he didn't say anything more.

He simply lowered his eyes and advised, "If you want to go to Yaochi, you must first resolve the cause and effect. Although you didn't kill them, they died because of you. You should pay your respects."

Mingyao's heart tightened, but he didn't understand what he was saying. He had a vague bad idea in his mind, and his throat was dry for a moment: "What do you mean by that..."

The evil ghost raised his eyes, carefully examined her expression, and then frowned: "You have the scent of Chu Ji on you. You have seen her, didn't she tell you?"

Mingyao shook her head and reached out to feel around. Fortunately, Xuanhui didn't take the thing away from her. She took out the key left by Chuji and said, "The aura you mentioned should be this."

The evil ghost's pupils shrank slightly, and a flash of resentment flashed across his eyes. He quickly looked away: "Keep it. It will be of great use when we get to Yaochi."

"If you don't know, forget it. This is probably fate."

The evil ghost stretched out his hand and tried to pull out the three incense sticks from Mingyao's hand.

But Mingyao avoided her question: "I don't want to know nothing. Why am I here? Why are you and Chuji here? And them, why do you say they died because of me?"

"Tell me everything."

Mingyao glanced at the smelly blood in front of him, pursed his lips, and felt a little angry in his heart.

Since she traveled through time, she has been an ordinary mortal with little influence. She was deceived by Xuan Hui and the small light ball and endured for nearly two hundred years in the fairy mountain.

After finally leaving the fairy mountain, she began to wander again. She lived in a daze all the way and felt that it was an unprovoked disaster.

She could have followed this evil ghost from her hometown without knowing anything, but she didn't want to be a fool.

The evil ghost was silent for a moment, then looked at her: "Then what do you know? Tell me, what happened after you crossed over?"

Mingyao told the whole story about the little light ball and Xuanhui.

The evil ghost looked at her with more and more pity, mixed with a bit of envy and anger.

"You're lucky. You are indeed the destined person they have been looking for for hundreds of years."

"That's why they fabricated a lie to deceive you, using magical herbs to strengthen your body, and patiently waited for you to die on your own initiative."

The evil ghost said this, sadness in his eyes overpowering all other emotions.

"Mingyao, have you ever thought about why they were able to come up with such a scam that suits you so well?"

"Traveling through a book...going home...how did they learn these words that don't belong to this world?"

Yes, how do you know?

Mingyao looked at the evil ghost in front of him stupidly with a confused look on his face. He had a vague answer in his mind, but he was hesitant to confirm it.

"Mingyao, they want to find the destined person."

"There is only one person born in another world. Even if I knew your date of birth, there are so many people born on the same day of the same month of the same year. How can I find you accurately?"

The evil ghost's eyes gradually turned blood red.

"They activated the formation, and hundreds of people with the same birthday as you came here."

"I am, and so are the bones in this house."

In the ghost town, a chilling wind blew, sending a chill down Mingyao's spine. She had never considered the evil ghost's words.

"You think... you're the only one?"

Chu Ji's words turned into a sharp blade, and along with the words of the evil ghost, they pierced into Ming Yao's heart.

So this is what it means.

She was not the only one who had traveled here, no, was forcibly summoned here.

But she was the only one who survived temporarily.

"What about Chuji?" Mingyao took a long time to squeeze out the words.

When she was mentioned, the disgust in the evil ghost's eyes could not stop surging, and his tone was cold: "Don't mention her, she is a traitor and an accomplice of those people."

"She deserves to die."

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