Do You Know How to Capture a Villain?

The howling sound echoed in the space of the formation, and it was terrifying, but Ji Qingzhuo was under the umbrella, but he couldn't feel the attack and pollution of the sound on the consciousness.

Because of the umbrella she was holding, the most terrifying ghost in this world was painted on the umbrella.

In Ji Qingzhuo's ears, all she heard was dull cries, but it was enough to make her feel uneasy. Her hand holding the umbrella handle turned white, but she still firmly pushed aside the grass leaves in front of her, eyes fly away.

However, when passing by a peach blossom branch, Ji Qingzhuo suddenly heard the sound of a heavy object falling, and her hand holding the umbrella sank, almost bending down.

Something fell on her umbrella, but this magic weapon stopped it.

Ji Qingzhuo gathered her mana and continued to fly forward. She told herself that these were all illusions in the mist of peach blossoms.

However, she heard a "click" sound from above her head, which seemed to be the sound of bone joints colliding.

The hand holding the umbrella trembled, and Ji Qingzhuo closed his eyes just before the thing on the umbrella fell. '

Under the wind, rain and thunder, in the dark dense forest, Ji Qingzhuo's terrified gasps were extremely clear.

At this moment, the system screamed: "Within the monitoring range of the system, killing intent towards the host is sensed, danger level, level one."

Ji Qingzhuo gritted his teeth, opened his eyes, and met a pale human face, his mouth opened like a slit, as if smiling, and eight slender feet protruded from the human face, it was facing her On the umbrella, what fell with the rain was sticky spider silk, which had not yet formed, and fell tick-tock.

The spider's stinger pierced towards Ji Qingzhuo's eyes. At the same time, its wide mouth opened, and it let out a miserable howl. There seemed to be countless overlapping mouths in its open mouth. The teeth are not the fangs of beasts, but the flat teeth of humans - which is even more terrifying.

Ji Qingzhuo pursed her lips. She was terrified, but she didn't show any uncontrollable emotions. When the pincers came towards her eyes, she felt a burning pain in her eyes.

She turned her head away, biting her lips tightly to prevent herself from screaming in horror, she closed her eyes, and the sound of the man-faced spider's movement became more and more clear "Kakaka—" She judged its position .

Finally, as if the man-faced spider had admired her dying face enough, the stinger struck, and the white mist gathered in front of Ji Qingzhuo. She performed a very simple wind spirit technique, blowing the surrounding air together with the rain towards her. She sucked it in here, the wind spirit controlled the temperature of the air, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, forming a thin sheet of ice in front of her, which also froze the man-faced spider.

Ji Qingzhuo held an umbrella and flew into the air again. She was still heading towards the eyes of the formation. At this moment, a flash of lightning flashed across the sky. At this moment, the peach forest was illuminated like daylight, and it also illuminated the way she was walking. Pale.

On the peach branches on both sides, there were countless human-faced spiders. They squeezed each other and crawled towards Ji Qingzhuo. They spit out spider silk, and the spider webs swung away, speeding up their speed of chasing Ji Qingzhuo.

Is this Jiang Qianke's method? Ji Qingzhuo's lips trembled, she knew that Jiang Qianke would attack her here, but she never thought that she would encounter such a disgusting evil thing.

She continued to run, only heading towards the front of the formation, she knew that there might be even more terrifying dangers there, but she couldn't stay in the formation, huddled in the corner, and waited for death.

Behind Ji Qingzhuo holding an umbrella, there are countless human-faced spiders. She doesn't know that this evil thing is also a product of the ghost energy of the earth veins. He was born out of human lies. Man-faced spiders are formed, so they open their mouths, and there are countless mouths overlapping inside.

She had already seen the light from the eyes of Thunderclap, and her mana was about to run out.

At the eye of the formation, lightning flashes, thunder gradually rises, and an endless stream of human-faced spiders emerge from the cut-off wooden stake, majestic energy gushes out, Ji Qingzhuo holds an umbrella, looks at the sitting The man on the stake.

Jiang Qianke looked at her. He didn't look weak at this time. It seemed that the "serious injury" in the rumor was just a lie. Who was he trying to trick into letting down his vigilance?

Naturally, he wanted to trick Ji Qingzhuo. Jiang Qianke was very jealous of her, so it was a pity that he acted in such an injury scene. He was fighting wits with the air. Even if he was injured, Ji Qingzhuo was still very afraid of her.

"Elder Jiang?" Ji Qingzhuo called out to him.

The figure of her holding a red umbrella looks slender in the rain, her shoulders and hair are wet by the rain, and her lips are pale with fear.

A person who looks so fragile, but because of the red umbrella she holds in her hand, she has the aura of forest. On the red umbrella in her hand, the sea of ​​blood is filled, and the white bones are looming.

There was another thunderclap, and Jiang Qianke, who was dressed in white, was not drenched by the rain, because everything in the thunderstorm was an illusion—including the man-faced spider.

Otherwise, what a huge lie it would take to give birth to so many human-faced spiders.

"Are you afraid of them?" Jiang Qianke asked Ji Qingzhuo with a sarcastic tone.

Ji Qingzhuo looked at him, her eyes widened. She almost never looked at people, but today, under shock, she met Jiang Qianke's eyes.

She was puzzled why Jiang Qianke wanted to kill her.

"Why?" Ji Qingzhuo asked, she didn't answer Jiang Qianke's question, because the answer to this question was obvious, and she was really afraid that if she ran any slower, she would be swallowed by the spiders.

"You already have the answer, why do you still want to ask me?" Jiang Qianke looked at the bones on her umbrella, his voice seemed to be tense.

He was extremely nervous, as if he was wary of Ji Qingzhuo.

Soon, he realized that he couldn't deal too much with Ji Qingzhuo, he had to make a quick decision.

Kill her now, don't be fooled by her words.

Jiang Qianke got up from the mahogany stake, and the space around her was squeezed towards her. Ji Qingzhuo suddenly felt that the air around him was a little thinner.

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At this moment, outside Yunshui Peak, under the mist, there is a calm scene. This is Jiang Qianke's world. On top of Ji Qingzhuo's formation, there is another layer of illusion, and no one notices it. After all, no one pays attention to Ji Qingzhuo .

No one cares about the dark shadows and undercurrents under the mist. Shen Rongyu sits in front of Shuiyun Peak, leaning on the bluestone, the bright sunlight falls on his white clothes, and he plays with the stick in his hand. The signed number, his fingertips were wiped on a wooden sign number.

Originally, there was a monk near the entrance of Ji Qingzhuo's formation, and there was a monk on the left and right closest to her, but...Wen Ying, you are out of luck.

Shen Rongyu bent her fingers and tapped the number with her fingertips. At the same time, Wen Ying, who was diligently cutting off the vines in the formation with the blue sword, suddenly found that the vines in front of her started to grow wildly, and rushed towards him. He retreated quickly, but couldn't escape the encirclement of the vines, he was directly swallowed by the dark green vines.

There was a lot of movement in his formation, and many monks noticed that the wood attribute aura suddenly became particularly strong here.

Originally, notifying Ji Qingzhuo of what happened there was the easiest solution, but Shen Rongyu had to spend so much time and effort, so naturally he had something to do.

"Rong Yu, what's the matter?" Ye Duanhong flew down from the disc and asked Shen Rongyu.

"It seems that there is something wrong with Junior Brother Wen Ying, he can't handle it, I'll go and have a look." Shen Rongyu got up and said calmly, her tone was gentle.

"Okay, let's go." Ye Duanhong nodded to him.

Shen Rongyu got up and walked into the mist formation of peach blossoms, but the moment he stepped into the mist, the thick fog surrounded him, and the light and shadow under his feet changed. This formation seemed to be controlled by him, and he could go wherever he wanted. .

After the day he brought Ji Qingzhuo to the formation, he thoroughly understood the details of the formation, "Go east, after three hundred feet, the fog will gradually weaken, and you can see through the confusion by flying into the air there. "This sentence became the last piece of the puzzle to piece together and solve the puzzle, and it was also the most hidden core composition of the Peach Blossom Mist Array.

Because of his understanding of the Peach Blossom Misty Formation, Shen Rongyu rushed there much faster than the monk Xuanyunzong estimated. During this time gap, he can do what he wants to do.

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When Ji Qingzhuo was squeezed by the surrounding space, she felt that it was difficult to breathe. Fortunately, her umbrella blocked the surrounding space and slowed down the speed of the squeeze, and Jiang Qianke disappeared for a moment after appearing , he seemed afraid to be in the same space with her.

The ribs of the umbrella were squeezed by the ever-shrinking space, making an ear-piercing "click" sound, Ji Qingzhuo felt extremely distressed, and the human-faced spider in the distance also slowly crawled towards her.

The dark space sank, and Ji Qingzhuo didn't know what tricks Jiang Qianke had, so she didn't dare to use her magic weapon to save her life.

She used up the last bit of mana, and cast the wind spirit technique again, and the surrounding air was gathered by her, resisting the approach of the boundary of the formation.

Ji Qingzhuo got a temporary breathing room, her trick was very good, in the end the air around her formed a relative balance with the edge of the formation, and no one could go any further. Under such a stalemate, Jiang Qianke had no choice but to fight again. show up.

He looked at Ji Qingzhuo, without any intention of talking to her, and raised his hand, and a more powerful wind spirit technique was cast, directly evacuating the air around her, and squeezing the formation space again.

Ji Qingzhuo's breathing was stagnant, she rushed forward first, and left here, but in front of her was the man-faced spider that kept approaching, and Jiang Qianke blocked all her escape routes.

He wanted her to die in desperation.

The umbrella in her hand finally couldn't hold it anymore, Ji Qingzhuo let go of her hand, and the umbrella was put away—but she had no time to watch the changing patterns on the umbrella.

Before she could breathe, she reached into her small purse.

Conch shells and charms flitted between her fingers, one with a good breath, and the other with an ordinary and weak smell.

A moment of thought, in the breathless space, seems to be as long as a century.

Even though the conch given by Yu Sukong was powerful, Ji Qingzhuo still... still pulled out the charm given to her by Shen Rongyu.

On the talisman, there were a few simple attack rays of light passing by, Ji Qingzhuo's eyes went dark, her vision was blurred, and her body softened.

Jiang Qianke watched her slowly suffocate to death, showing no pity on her face.

At this time, the last light of the spell disappeared, and the red umbrella in Ji Qingzhuo's hand opened without her magic power.

There is a sea of ​​blood on the umbrella, and on it are skeletons and evil ghosts born bathed in blood. The shape is terrifying, like a **** Shura.

Looking at the red umbrella, Jiang Qianke was shocked, and he flew backwards, but it seemed that it was too late.

Bones protrude from the umbrella, and the beautiful drawing becomes reality. A white dress is as bright as a fairy, born in a sea of ​​blood, and a skeleton walks down from the umbrella, as if tearing apart the space of different dimensions, turning into a stunning person.

Shen Rongyu stepped out of the umbrella, his eyes looking at Jiang Qianke were as indifferent as ice.

Before Jiang Qianke could accept the sudden change, Shen Rongyu turned around to support Ji Qingzhuo, and he held her waist.

Ji Qingzhuo was lying in his arms, her cheeks were flushed, she would suffocate to death in the next moment - if Shen Rongyu came one step later.

Shen Rongyu leaned over, and the familiar faint fragrance of the soul pressed against his cold lips and pressed against Ji Qingzhuo's lips.

Just like in the cultivation space, deep in the sea of ​​blood, he carried her to the bottom of the sea where there was no air at all, but he could only kiss her by himself to bring her oxygen, Shen Rongyu also passed the outside air to Ji at this time. Green cutting.

In the extremely compressed space, under the thunderous night, in the countless pairs of eyes of the man-faced spider, in the astonished gaze of Jiang Qianke.

As if nothing had happened, he calmly kissed her.