Chapter 10 Killing

Lin Qian was not in a hurry to leave, but returned to her boudoir and slowly packed her luggage. Now she is rich, and she has more money than when she opened this brothel, but she understands that she must pretend to be depressed so that she can leave safely and start a different place.

Lin Qian thought of Xiaohuan's resentful eyes and couldn't help smiling and read: "Ugly snake, you deserve it! How can you bully me, Lin Qian, at will!"

At this time, Xiaohuan was struggling to resist the tearing feeling brought by the spiritual charm. He really wanted to rush out now, not to kill the man who stared at him outside the bottle, but just to go out to eat Lin Qian. He hated his carelessness, hated his weakness, and wanted to peel Lin Qian's skin and cramps.

But he doesn't know how many spiritual charms Lin Qian has used, let alone how long it will take to break free from the spiritual charm that has been soaked in baby blood and added to the binding spell. It seems difficult and difficult to revenge quickly at this moment.

Lin Qian packed up a small bag and brought some favorite accessories and clothes, but she didn't bring any self-defense except a sharp totem short dagger. Because she knows that in this world where strength is respected, her waste is useless. It's better to pretend to be poor. Most of them have advanced cultivation or demons, and they don't bother her at all.

Lin Qian couldn't help looking at Xiaohuan through the window when she left, and when her happy eyes met Xiaohuan's cold and bloodthirsty eyes, she unconsciously took a step back. The eyes were extremely cruel, which made Lin Qian a little afraid. However, she couldn't help but feel a little sad when she thought that Xiaohuan would die tomorrow. Although Lin Qian hates Xiaohuan, he can't help but feel a little unbearable for him to die.

Lin Qian didn't look at Xiaohuan anymore and left without looking back. As he walked, he sighed, "He is the same as me and so beautiful. Why do you have to provoke me..."

Xiaohuan naturally saw Lin Qian peeking out of the window, so he was very angry and thought that Lin Qian was doing this to demonstrate, and his anger could not be suppressed.

Lin Qian, it seems that I'm going to break the custom of not eating snakes!

Xiaohuan gritted his teeth and felt the suppression of the spiritual charm. He calculated the time when he could get out of trouble. He was sure that he could leave here by noon tomorrow at the latest. At that time, he will not only eat Lin Qian, but also wash the brothel to deter those Taoist priests who gave Lin Qian spiritual charms.

While thinking about how to relieve his hatred, Xiaohuan sucked the blood of the spiritual rune and extracted such pure baby blood, so he did not want to forcibly break the suppression, but patiently sucked the baby blood poured into the spiritual charm to increase his cultivation! Xiaohuan is not worried that the delay at this moment will affect his finding Lin Qian. After all, Lin Qian still has his smell. As long as he finds it, Lin Qian can't run away at all.

People are surprised by the sudden change of owners of Siyun Pavilion, so no one notices that the spells that were originally suspended around the bottles are getting lighter and lighter.

Mr. Zhao got Siyun Pavilion and got the purple gold ring snake. Although he spent a lot of money, it was also a good thing for him, and the flattery of the guest officer made him even more ecstatic. Although he was so proud that he did not forget that he took a lot of money to find a Taoist priest who lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests with a lot of money. Although he didn't believe how capable Xiaohuan was, it was not wrong to be careful. After all, someone died in the hands of the little snake.

Mr. Zhao thought of going to see Xiaohuan at dawn. He, who was a little weary, woke up in an instant when he saw Xiaohuan in the bottle.

Xiaohuan slept peacefully at the bottom of the bottle, digesting the absorbed blood, and was physically and mentally happy. It was not until Mr. Zhao came over that he raised his head unhappily, with contemptuous eyes, as if he were looking at a dying prey.

What surprised Mr. Zhao was that the spell that originally surrounded the bottle disappeared!

Mr. Zhao looked at the bottle and stepped back a few steps. There was a little chill behind him and felt uneasy. He felt that the situation at this moment was beyond his cognition. He didn't know if Xiaohuan could jump out and kill him now. Therefore, he quietly retreated and looked out of the door, hoping that the Taoist priest could come over as soon as possible to reassure him.

Xiaohuan looked at Mr. Zhao's cowardly through the bottle and felt much better. However, just as Xiaohuan was about to break the bottle, he saw several Taoist priests in Taoist robes entering the door.

Xiaohuan saw Mr. Zhao hiding behind the Taoist priest like a savior and snorted disdainfully. Xiaohuan saw that from meeting Lin Qian until now, everyone wanted him to die. Unfortunately, these people are not qualified, let alone this ability! Only he has the final say on his life and death!

A young Taoist priest took three steps and two steps to come to Xiaohuan, put the prepared spiritual charm on the bottle, and then looked back at everyone: "It's okay..."

However, before he finished speaking, Xiaohuan had poked most of his body out of the bottle, and his poisonous teeth stabbed into the Taoist priest's neck, and the young Taoist priest dried into a skeleton at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The remaining Taoist priests were shocked and dared not underestimate Xiaohuan any more. They quickly took out the spell and recited the bondage spell, but Xiaohuan, who had just sucked baby blood and swallowed a Taoist priest, would not be afraid of the bondage spells of these shallow Taoist priests at all.

With the anger of his heart, he landed and turned into a human form. In the surprised eyes of the Taoist priest, he narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his lips contemptuously, waved his hand into sand, and fascinated everyone's sight. His figure shuttled through the dust and sand. In an hour, the wind and sand retreated, leaving a few mummified bodies on the ground. Xiaohuan stood in his initial human form, as if he had never moved.

In the corner, Mr. Zhao trembled, curled his body, and secretly prayed that Xiaohuan could let him go. However, Xiaohuan calmly walked to the position one step in front of Mr. Zhao and said coldly, "Where is Lin Qian?"

"I... I don't know... She... She sold this Siyun Pavilion... sold it to me... I beg you to spare my life... I beg you for your life..." Mr. Zhao kept kowtowed, hoping that Xiaohuan would be wronged and go to Lin Qian to let him go.

"You damn it." Xiaohuan's tone was indifferent. If Mr. Zhao didn't invite a Taoist priest, it would be fine, but these Taoist priests happened to anger Xiaohuan. He wanted to kill everyone in Siyun Pavilion, and he would not leave any of them!

"No..." Mr. Zhao was frightened when he saw the thorny soft whip in Xiaohuan's hand.

Xiaohuan didn't wait for Mr. Zhao to speak. He whipped over and whipped down, and Mr. Zhao's body was broken into two pieces and blood flowed all over the ground. When the guests and girls heard the noise, they all came to see it one after another, and Xiaohuan did not show any mercy. On that day, more than 200 people in the Siyun Pavilion died under the whip of Xiaohuan's thorns, and the pavilion was full of blood stains and blood.

"Want me to die, don't think about it!" Xiaohuan no longer paid attention to the bodies all over the ground and walked away leisurely.

And in the deep mountains, a kind-looking old Taoist priest suddenly opened his chaotic gray eyes, pinched his fingers, and said to the young woman beside him, "Go ahead, Lin Qian doesn't deserve to die."