Although Ye Sisi was still full of doubts, she did not continue to think about it.
"Senior Brother, I'm off!"
Su Jiuli nodded with a smile.
Ye Sisi continued pitifully, "I really went."
Su Jiuli chuckled softly, "Okay, go ahead."
"Senior Brother, aren't you going to stay with me?"
Su Jiuli shook her head decisively.
"Senior Brother, you've changed."
After Ye Sisi finished speaking, she took a step and walked towards the door.
Just then, Su Jiuli reached out and grabbed her shoulder.
Ye Sisi chuckled: "Senior Brother, I knew you wouldn't be so heartless as to abandon me."
Su Jiuli smiled slightly, then reached out and gently pulled the chubby hairpin off Ye Sisi's head, saying, "Go."
Ye Sisi...
Don't be angry, don't be angry. This is her eldest brother, she can't be angry.
Filled with resentment, Ye Sisi stepped into the courtyard.
Standing outside the courtyard, she could feel the world-destroying power that she loathed, but the barrier prevented it from being too strong.
But the moment she stepped into the courtyard, she felt terrible.
A suffocating feeling enveloped her, and countless world-destroying forces swept towards her frantically, as if to crush her.
Ye Sisi instinctively wanted to resist, but the power of purification circulating in her meridians transformed into a large, white hand before she could move, and slammed down in front of her.
Ye Sisi felt a sudden lightness in her body and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She looked at her fair palms, where the purifying power of the gentle shortcut still lingered.
But she wasn't very happy; instead, she felt heavy-hearted.
This feeling of losing control of one's body is not pleasant; it even causes a slight sense of panic.
Just then, two dark, ghostly figures flashed in front of her.
Sharp, pointed fingernails sliced through the air, aiming straight for Ye Sisi's heart and throat.
Ye Sisi retreated swiftly, and accompanied by a crisp sword hum, the bright sword light pierced the lingering darkness in the courtyard.
The domineering sword intent only made the two ghosts take two steps back. There is indeed a difference between being distracted and being out of one's body, even if the two opponents were not in their right mind.
Ye Sisi watched as the two ghosts rushed towards her again. She used her light footwork to quickly dodge, her figure turning into a blur.
At the same time, Wuhen was sent back to her dantian. Her senior brother was right; her goal was not to kill, but to destroy the power of world destruction.
In that case, using a sword would be redundant.
Each swing of her small, fair fist produced a piercing sonic boom, and visible black energy dissipated with each swing.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Ye Sisi's clothes were soaked with sweat. Not only that, but several hideous bloody marks appeared on her face, and her bright red robe was torn to shreds.
Fortunately, most of the world-destroying power in the entire courtyard has dissipated.
The black aura that had been clinging to the two ghosts visibly faded.
The whites of their two pairs of pitch-black eyes were now partially visible, and their faces, filled with a violent and murderous aura, gradually revealed expressions of pain, as if something terrible was churning wildly inside their heads.
Seeing this, Ye Sisi stuffed a handful of pills into her mouth, reached out and touched her injured left cheek. She couldn't help but scream, "Damn it, I'm disfigured!"
Taking advantage of the moment when the two ghostly seniors were struggling, Ye Sisi disappeared from the spot again, and strands of spiritual power carrying the power of purification continued to entwine and intertwine in the air.
In an instant, a large net of spiritual energy threads covered the entire courtyard, and the already sparse world-destroying power surged about in all directions, like ants on a hot pan.
The spiritual energy net gradually contracted, and wherever the net passed, all the visible black energy quickly dissolved.
The two ghosts, who were struggling in pain, suddenly screamed, their voices shrill and desperate.
Their eyes switched between pitch black and crimson countless times in an instant.
Just then, Ye Sisi came up behind them and placed her hands directly on their backs.
The piercing, desperate scream abruptly stopped, as if some force had forcibly choked it.
In less than a minute, all the black energy on the two ghosts vanished.
Those two pairs of eyes, as black as an abyss, became clear and distinct, the violent aura around them vanished completely, and even their clothes instantly changed from jet black to moon white.
Ye Sisi cautiously kept her distance from the two. Although she had cleared away the world-destroying power here, she was still unsure of their situation, and she couldn't risk her life due to carelessness.
Standing outside the courtyard, Su Jiuli nodded in satisfaction, then flashed to another street.
He gently tapped the landscape painting in his hand, "Third junior brother, fourth junior brother, come out and fight."
As soon as Lin Shuangluo and Ye Shubai appeared, Su Jiuli patted them on the shoulder and pointed to the small courtyards on the left and right, saying, "One person on each side, kill from beginning to end, and then go find Junior Sister over there."
Ye Shubai and Lin Shuangluo looked completely bewildered.
"Why kill? Isn't this the resting place of our predecessors?"
Su Jiuli shook her head: "That's over there, not over here."
Lin Shuangluo was still completely bewildered: "Then who's locked up inside?"
The smile on Su Jiuli's lips vanished, replaced by an icy chill and a murderous intent.
"You'll see when you go in. Remember, there are no helpers here. If you die, you're really dead."
Seeing Su Jiuli's serious expression, Ye Shubai and Lin Shuangluo nodded solemnly as well.
Before knocking on the courtyard gate, Lin Shuangluo asked, "Senior Brother, where are you going?"
Su Jiuli smiled and said, "Guess."
Lin Shuanglu pouted, then kicked open the courtyard gate.
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