81 Hidden Demon
Yuwei waved his long sleeves and smashed the head of the snake that penetrated into the boundary!
Be smart!
He took away the Zhenwu boundary at the same time. The enemy in front of her is as stupid as the weapon she uses: light and fast but scattered, strong and soft, but full of flaws.
The intelligence queen of the sixth son?
Humph, under the fame, it's actually hard to live up to.
Yuwei can end a woman of this degree with one palm. She is not a true person, but an assassin at most.
Wu Mei gritted her teeth and looked at Yu Wei fiercely. She retreated to the corner of the wall, and her forehead was sweating coldly.
She knew that if she died here today and died at the hands of Yuwei, even if Mr. Riwu came to seek revenge, Yuxu Palace would not admit it.
Six prince... I don't know if he will turn against Yuxu Palace for her. What if it turns out? What about the anti-demon alliance between the Six Gate Sect and the Six Princes? What if you don't turn against each other? Is her departure also a big loss for the sixth son?
She retreated until there was no way to retreat.
"Hail." Wumei bit and said, "If the leader refuses to tell each other, Wumei will go down the mountain immediately and don't bother. Why does the leader... have to put Wumei to death?"
"Ha ha, I also said that Miss Wumei had already put life and death aside." There is lightning and thunder in Yuwei's palm, which is indeed a thunder trick!
Wu Mei clenched her teeth. Looking at Yuwei's strength, it should be comparable to Yan Qing...
It should be said that external skills are comparable. The inner strength in this palm is unmatched by Yan Qing.
"Can I interpret what Miss Wumei just said as 'begging for mercy'?" Yuwei laughed and said, "I didn't expect that Mr. Xinghong would send you all the way to my Qiyun Mountain just to beg for mercy, hum..."
Humiliate to your heart's content. Wumei sneered. Now she has seen through what is hidden in the darkest corner of Yuwei's heart!
The kind of shame of long-lasting shame, unwilling to give in to others but have to bow down--
The head of a famous sect has to obey the order of a Jianghu ranger! What a loss of face!
Xia Gulin...
When he entered the Zhenqing Palace of Yuxu Taiyi on behalf of Liu Gongzi alone, Yuwei was not the head. His master, Xuanlan Zhenren, lost to Xia Gulin within ten moves. In front of all the disciples in the sect, he announced that Qi Yunshan Yuxu Palace would always listen to the dispatch of Xia Gulin, the prince of Zhushui.
He hated the name from then on.
Hate his profound cultivation, hate his empty eyes, hate his height, can't wait to step on his feet, break his neck, and smash his face!
Although... Although these are shameful things for the sect, they can't be done for the time being.
But if you can kill his people with your own hands, it will also make people happy!
Yuwei couldn't wait to pat Wumei's head. This feeling is like looking at the fat meat close to your mouth, and you must immediately swallow it into your stomach. The hunger and desire in your heart will slowly calm down...
The slightly dark palms of jade shrouded the sky of Wumei.
Her black pupil looked at the huge palm without fear, and the moonlight turned her bronze skin, which was indescribably strange.
The moon is out. After the moonlight turned Wumei's face, it never shone into this Taoist room.
The Taoist house where the two fought became the darkest place in Qiyun Mountain for a while.
Quiet. It's very quiet.
Yuwei's palm stopped above Wumei's head, completely covering her expression.
His hands began to tremble uncontrollably. This... feeling of powerlessness... after all...
It seems that the spiritual power in the body... has been drained all of a sudden!
Yuwei didn't know that her face had turned into a withered yellow-green color. His palms are sometimes black, but Wu Mei's eyes stared at him coldly, as white as the moonlight!
Why! Why can't you feel the existence of spiritual power?
Yuwei's knees began to tremble. He knew that he couldn't fall like this, in front of this female assassin!
What happened just now?
Wu Mei raised her right hand, raised it flat in front of him, and spread out her palm.
is an elixir. Yuwei won't know. It's an elixir to promote spiritual power and restore power!
He licked his cracked lips. Where did she take her medicine?
Now... are you going to negotiate the terms?
"As long as you tell me what I want to know, this... is yours." Wumei handed the elixir closer and quickly turned over the palm of her hand, and the elixir disappeared.
......
There was a heavy exhalation in Yuwei's throat. In a room without moonlight, it is like a dull and trapped beast.
"Good." Yuwei said slowly, "The Qingyu case is my sister. She has been staying in Qiyun Mountain since she remembered..."
"The master said that she was an orphan girl... Her parents died in the plague in the year she was born..."
Wumei looked calm, but she was sure that she had heard the answer she didn't want to know the most.
"Since I was a child, I felt that my sister was different. She was not only surprisingly beautiful, but her spiritual power was twice that of ordinary disciples... I was puzzled because of this, but the master refused to tell me a few words... It was not until the death of my master immortals five years ago that she told me about my sister's life..."
"Why don't you say it?" Wumei policeman felt that looking at Yuwei, he had no spiritual power and was extremely weak. He didn't know what else he could do.
"Before I say it, can Miss Wumei tell me... How on earth did you do it..."
It turned out to be curious about this.
Wumei leaned against the wall and hugged her shoulder, and the moonlight shone on her face again.
It seems to have been dark for so long, but the moon is covered by dark clouds.
"There is a transcendental spell in the world, called 'No'. Have you ever heard of it?"
Beyond magic. Who would have thought that the intelligence queen not only collected information that was unmatched, but also surpassed magic that ordinary practitioners could not reach.
No.
It turns something into nothing, that is, it can turn a person's spiritual power into nothingness in a space without any light.
Powerful spells. It quietly seizes the spiritual power of the practitioners as life as the arrival of night, which makes people unpreventable;
is also a fragile spell. If there is even a trace of light in the closed space, the spell cannot be completed completely or even completed.
But Wumei has already done it. There is no moonlight. The time is just right.
"So it is. Mr. Hong, there are such excellent men like you, hehe... Then I'll tell you that the Qingyu case is a half-demon body, which is a rare descendant of the combination of the jade rabbit clan and human beings.
Umei is silent.
Now... all the clues are in place. Is the "green" of stepping on Qingyao really the Qingyu case?
A gorgeous and ingenious woman.
She is not only the person that Xia Gulin loves, but also a part of all of them.
Why...
Umei decided not to think about these first, and she still had a glimmer of hope before all the questions were solved.
"You lie." Wumei said in a low voice, "You can't notice any demonic spirit in the Qingyu case, can you?"
"Ha ha. If I say that the demon root of the Qingyu case is sewn up, will you believe it?
"What do you mean..."
"The suture ability of the Qingyu case is inherited from her father... Therefore, it is very likely that his father sewed her demon root to death for her survival in the world."
No wonder there is no demon. The stitching ability... It's really terrible.
Wu Mei knew that it was impossible for Yu Wei to lie now. That's all. That's all for the torture. She let go and put the elixir on the table.
"Please take it. I don't need the charity of the six princes.
Umei's footsteps stopped by the door. Why, at this time, he began to show his strength and pretended to have backbone?
It doesn't matter. Leaving the elixir is the agreement made before. In the discussion, Wumei should stay anyway. If you don't accept it, just let him.
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Yao Ling was so bored that he knocked on the door of the Qingyu case. She knocked more and more urgently and loudly, and the sultry air in the afternoon also made her more and more irritable.
The Qingyu case obviously has no habit of resting for a long time. At this time, she should have been drinking tea and reading. Is she not in the house now?
Yao Ling didn't want to disturb the Qingyu case at this time. However, after Xiao Fengchuan left, Yao Ling had been bored and upset, and he couldn't even sleep at noon today. So she thought, she simply came to chat with the Qingyu case and asked her if the box of rouge sent that day was good or not.
...Since there is no reply, let's go in and have a look.
Yao Ling carefully pushed the door open a crack. Holding his breath, the bed curtain was really open, and Yao Ling breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the book again, the open seems to be the "Han Shu" that Qingyu Case likes to read recently - wait, it's here, why do I feel that something is missing...
Yao Ling pushed the door in. Approaching the bookcase. There is no butterfly flower and grass cup commonly used in the green jade case next to the book, and there are two drops of tea that seem to be accidentally splashed.
This way... can't be unsuspecting. The Qingyu case has always liked to be clean. No matter how urgent it is, she will never rush out with a messy bed or a book case splashed with tea.
The remote spirit has an ominous feeling. The indescribable fear echoed in her heart, like the harsh sound of cicadas in summer...
"Brother Chun, Sister Qingyu is missing!"
She hurriedly pushed open the door of Wu Lingchun's room. One foot had just crossed the threshold, but the other foot could not step over.
The atmosphere in this room is also a little wrong. The distant spirit is frozen there, neither to enter nor to retreat.
The satin screen in the room was torn in half by something sharp. Through the angry and angry crack, Yao Ling saw Wu Lingchun smiling at her.
He has a very thin ice thorn on his neck. The cold is not heavy, but it is absolutely sharp. Fortunately - there is only murderous spirit, no murderous intention.
"Brother Chun!"
Yao Ling lost his voice and shouted out. While her other foot crossed the threshold, the dilapidated screen finally couldn't stand it and fell down towards the distant room.
"Walk like a boy and never knock on the door when you enter other people's rooms." Wu Lingchun smiled helplessly, "Yao Ling, when will you get rid of this problem?"
He is worried about others.
Yao Ling was stunned. She looked at the cold ice thorn and didn't know what to do. If it were someone else, she would definitely crackle up with two swords.
But - why is the person who points to Wulingchun with ice thorns at Xia Gulin?