Chapter 42: Xiaolong Aotian, who has taken advantage of others and failed again...
Wen Zhi and Han Xunzhen started arguing with each other without any warning, and Xie Tingyu scratched his ears.
Looking down from above, he stared at the wolf-like figure at his feet begging for mercy.
Xie Tingyu suddenly laughed, "What kind of monster dares to cause trouble in front of me?"
Bai Lingling stared at the familiar figure pinned by the long sword, and stroked the small bell on her waist with her fingers. The red bell stopped abruptly when the man was cut off by the sword. Bai Lingling snorted coldly, "Why are you playing tricks?"
"However, you look quite familiar." Bai Lingling narrowed her eyes with pure malice in them.
Xie Tingyu sighed, wondering when Bai Lingling would really start to pretend.
She could clearly tell at a glance that the person was Li Jue.
But what's up with this little Long Aotian? Why is he everywhere?
Also, why can the little black furry thing sense Li Jue's presence?
Could it be that this little dragon Aotian is also related to monsters?
As a ghost from the Ghost Palace, Xie Tingyu naturally would not discriminate against monsters and ghosts, which are often mentioned together as evil creatures by people in the cultivation world.
Logically speaking, she should be on the same side as the monsters.
But monsters look much uglier than ghosts.
Xie Tingyu removed the living dead's ability to move and left it to struggle in the yellow sand.
Xie Tingyu patted the sword of Tianxing Chixiao again, and a ball of black fur in his sleeve turned over and fell asleep. Xie Tingyu stood lazily, and Li Jue's wailing came to his ears again.
Perhaps he sensed Xie Tingyu's nonchalant attitude, a hint of resentment appeared in his eyes.
"I know, I know. I know you are in pain." Xie Tingyu turned around and inserted Tianxing Chixiao back into the yellow sand.
Crouching under Li Jue's vicious gaze, she stretched out her hand, and stopped when her fingertips were just one finger away from the aqua-blue long sword. "Brother, your sword energy won't hurt me by mistake, right?"
Before Wen Zhiyu could say anything, Xie Tingyu's hand went straight up.
The sword energy cut her flesh, and bright red blood dripped out.
It fell on Li Jue's blood-stained and tattered black shirt on his chest.
Wen Zhiyu frowned slightly and couldn't help but stepped forward and grabbed Xie Tingyu's wrist.
The red silk he used to tie his hair was slightly warm, and there was a hint of murderous intent in Wen Zhiyu's eyes, but when he noticed Xie Tingyu turned his head, the intent quickly retracted and turned into a smile in an instant.
Xie Tingyu didn't understand what Wen Zhi was doing. She retracted her hand and suddenly pulled out the water-blue sword from Li Jue's body.
The aqua-blue sword suddenly emitted a red light, and seemed to be merging with Xie Tingyu's red spiritual power.
Wen Zhiyu raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw this situation.
Xie Tingyu was actually able to pull out his sword?
This is his natal sword.
Wen Zhiyu sneered, withdrew his hand, stretched out his slender fingers, and the red silk flew down and wrapped around his fingers. The red and blue Yin-Yang fish emerged from under Wen Zhiyu's feet.
Xie Tingyu glanced sideways.
At that time, she had just entered the world of cultivation and saw the world-destroying villain in this cultivation novel for the first time, and she saw his Yin-Yang Fish methods.
Now, Wen Zhiyu actually summoned out the Yin Yang Fish Star Plate.
What are you going to do?
What is Wen Zhi's secret plan to destroy the world in the original novel?
Xie Tingyu had to speculate on Wen Zhiyu's every subtle behavior with the greatest malice.
But Wen Zhiyu seemed to have been acting strangely since the time she and Lu Binbin faced off.
It was as if he had lost his mind and strayed off track.
Xie Tingyu, who almost had the script in his hands, didn't understand the direction of the plot.
Also, what was her purpose in coming to the desert?
What does this have to do with her search for the ghost mansion treasure?
Xie Tingyu suddenly realized and even wanted to slap himself.
He only thought that the formation of the Demon Abyss might be related to the Nine Abysses suppressed by the Ghost Palace, but he temporarily ignored Wen Zhi and this threat. It seems that he was too happy in the world of cultivation.
Xie Tingyu looked at Wen Zhi and the stagnant movements and frowned.
Li Jue was picked up from the ground by Wen Zhiyu, and the red and blue Yin-Yang fish mark was hit on Li Jue's forehead.
After a sudden flash, it disappeared into his forehead.
After a moment, Li Jue's eyes were filled with fear, and then quickly became empty, which surprised several people.
When Han Xunzhen saw Li Jue rolling in the boiling yellow sand, stained with countless conspicuous blood, he felt a little bit unable to bear to watch.
"Has this person offended you before?" Han Xunzhen asked.
Xie Tingyu shook his head when he heard this. "To be honest, there was no real offense, but he was the one who was asking for trouble in the first place."
Bai Lingling pinched the small red bell with one hand and grabbed Ze Lan's sleeve with the other hand, without saying a word.
Her almond-shaped eyes were bright, but the look she gave Li Jue was extremely cold.
Although Ze Lan had a cold personality, she was able to sense the change in Bai Ling Ling's mood. She was a little too depressed, and her lips moved. After a long while, Ze Lan asked, "Did he bully you?"
Han Xunzhen didn't turn around, but he was obviously stunned when he heard these words.
Xie Tingyu and Wen Zhiyu both smiled with their lips but not their eyes, especially Xie Tingyu, who looked like a student who was even better than his teacher.
The fake smile was even gentler than Wen Zhiyu's.
But there was a dagger hidden in his smile, as if he wanted to cut Li Jue into pieces.
"Let's not say this anymore. However, he really deserved to die for using other people's lives to find his own way." Wen Zhiyu spoke before Xie Tingyu.
Interrupting Xie Tingyu's fake smile.
Xie Tingyu's smile froze. "How did you know?"
"I am your senior brother after all. How can I be qualified if I don't have any tricks?" Wen Zhi floated with the red silk in his hand. The red silk that Xie Tingyu had previously rejected and stuffed back emitted a dazzling light, making the area that was already swept by the yellow sand dragon covered with red light again.
Ze Lan raised her head, "As expected of you, you are the disciple of Yun Heng Jian Zun."
Xie Ting's jade eyes reflected a warm and serious look. When he heard Ze Lan's slightly sighing voice, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he tried to gossip: "You don't call me Master?"
"Master?" Ze Lan lowered her head and thought for a moment. Her words were interrupted by Han Xunzhen. A bunch of jade slips appeared in her sight. Han Xunzhen approached and said, "This must be what we called. Master told us not to say it in front of outsiders."
"Why?" Xie Tingyu was almost hit in the face by a handful of yellow sand that flew from nowhere. Wen Zhiyu threw a sword light back at the right time to block the attack.
Han Xunzhen was innocently affected and was a little confused.
A cunning look emerged on the culprit's handsome face hidden on the other side, and Wen Zhiyu slightly raised the corners of his lips.
He turned a deaf ear to the "Puh, Puh" sound of Han Xunzhen spitting out sand behind him.
Han Xunzhen didn't know who to complain to. Thinking of Xie Tingyu's question, he hesitated for a moment and spit out the last bit of sand. "Master said that Yunheng Sword Master's strength and status determine that he will be watched by cultivators in the cultivation world and mortals in the secular world. This will bring countless threats."
"In addition, Yunheng Sword Master's eldest disciple is the current head of Xuanyuntian, and the second and third disciples are both extremely talented in the Extreme Star Plate. They are bound to be hated by more people." Ze Lan continued.
Noticing Xie Tingyu's confused expression, Ze Lan laughed, "But Master had already given instructions before you showed up. After all, she is the owner of Xilin Huanlou, so she must not be afraid of those people."
"There are still many enemies in the world of cultivation, such as the demon cultivators and ghost cultivators, as well as the malicious intentions from various places in the Demon Abyss, Ghost Mansion, and Demon Realm." Han Xunzhen sighed, and the jade slip in his hand was tightly grasped.
Xie Tingyu knew that the ghost house would definitely be mentioned by them.
But aren’t the malice of the ghosts and the cultivation world two-way?
Xie Tingyu lowered his eyes and thought about the three forces that Ze Lan mentioned.
What is the relationship between the Ghost Mansion and the Demonic Abyss?
She has been guarding Jiuyuan for many years. Could it be that the Ghost Lord is deliberately hiding these things from her?
"Is there a connection between the Demonic Abyss, Ghost Palace and Demon Realm?" Xie Tingyu frowned as he smelled the bloody smell in the air getting heavier.
Ze Lan thought she was just asking, so she explained everything she knew. "These are what Master said. In the past thousand years, the five domains have found traces in different areas. Now, the dungeon of Xilin Huanlou also holds people from the Ghost Mansion... ghosts."
Ghost house?
Xie Ting's eyes flickered, but she pretended to be calm.
As if casually mentioning it, "Such important information is directly revealed? If someone with evil intentions knew about it..."
"No problem. The entire dungeon is made up of illusion arrays. Even we, the core disciples of Xilin Illusion Tower, can't find its location." Ze Lan smiled at Xie Tingyu with confidence and comfort.
Xie Tingyu pursed her lips, "This is the best."
"People from the ghost house?"
'Any contact?'
Xie Tingyu turned around and saw that Wen Zhiyu had almost cracked the dust storm before turning his attention to Li Jue.
The severe wounds on Li Jue's body were bleeding and the aqua-blue power prevented the wounds from healing.
This is obviously a cruel method used by Wen Zhiyu.
But Xie Tingyu had no sympathy.
She reached out to Han Xunzhen, who was confused for a moment.
Xie Tingyu then glanced at Li Jue, and Han Xunzhen immediately understood and pulled out a jade stick from the jade slip and passed it to him.
Xie Tingyu nodded with satisfaction. The jade bar enlarged, and seeing this, he took out a black bone whip from his storage ring. He cast a spell to move Li Jue from the yellow sand and casually threw him onto the huge jade bar, and then tied him up with the bone whip.
Han Xunzhen often injects spiritual power into the jade strip to perform his magic, so the transmission efficiency is extremely high.
Xie Tingyu narrowed his eyes slightly.
There was a hint of excitement on his face.
Han Xunzhen shuddered subconsciously. What new trick did Xie Tingyu come up with?
This guy is really going to be unlucky again.
After listening to Wen Zhi's words just now, combined with the attitudes of Xie Tingyu Bailingling, the two ghost-appraising messengers, even a fool would know that Li Jue must have done something.
For example, using their lives to make a living for himself.
Push the five of them into the fire pit.
Li Jue was tied up on the enlarged jade bar. The jade used in the top-quality jade slips had a very high transmission efficiency. After Xie Tingyu was injected with red spiritual power, it spread visibly to the naked eye.
It spreads out like a spider web in the jade strip.
Li Jue's voice had become extremely hoarse.
Xie Tingyu also felt sad to see the protagonist Long Aotian in the original novel being tortured into this state.
If the male protagonist is like this, what will be the fate of her, a young white moonlight who died calmly for the male protagonist?
Thinking of this, a chill ran down my spine.
The cold murderous intent penetrated deep into his bones, and the icy voice exploded in his mind.
'How dare you?'
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