Do You Know How to Capture a Villain?

Ji Qingzhuo looked at the bright red airflow, although his eyes felt a little uncomfortable, he still observed it a little more.

The red air flow is very...cute, with a pointed end, it didn't turn into a hand or a mouth, it just maintained his original shape, and he just shook it at her.

When Ji Qingzhuo felt some pain in her eyes, the red air flow rushed down and covered her eyes, telling her not to look any more.

Holding the red air current, she was thrown into the sea of ​​blood by him. She thought he was stupid, and for the first time thought of teasing him.

Ji Qingzhuo is not very good at joking, so when she jokes, she is very serious. She closed her eyes, hugged the red airflow, and whispered: "Xiaoyu, but the firefly wings are glowing, they are all farts..." The buttocks are glowing.

She couldn't utter the last three words, she just lowered her head and buried her head in the red air current.

Well, she seems to have said the wrong thing again. How can she say this to Shen Rongyu?

Ji Qingzhuo felt that his cheeks were extremely hot, but the red air flow understood her words, so he naturally knew where the glow was.

He thought for a while, and realized that he didn't even have a human figure, let alone a...

So, he stuck it up, wrapped around Ji Qingzhuo, breathed warm air in her ear, and whispered, "Zhuozhuo, change next time."

Ji Qingzhuo was stunned, isn't it, can this also be changed?

She covered her face, and only hoped that she would stop talking in the future. The main reason is... mainly the glowing red airflow, which made her feel very cute. This kind of harmless image could easily make her close her heart Layer barrier ablation.

Ji Qingzhuo doesn't like to laugh, it's just because the corners of her mouth are tired, and she can hardly make jokes, because no one listens to her jokes, but she is indeed a living person, not real wood.

The practice was over, her face was dripping with sweat, Shen Rongyu looked at her slightly wet forehead, and it seemed that another image flashed in his mind, the red sea of ​​blood, the entangled green-red airflow - he always couldn't remember the practice what happened in the space.

Shen Rongyu rightly felt that Ji Qingzhuo probably didn't remember either, after all, her cultivation was not enough to support her spiritual consciousness to remain clear in the cultivation space.

A few days later, the Lantern Festival was approaching, and the rest of the work had been prepared. Ji Qingzhuo confirmed it several times to confirm that there was no problem with the process. Since candle moths need lanterns without flames, Ji Qingzhuo and Shen Rongyu go together to catch firefly wings outside Xuedu Imperial Palace.

The female officials and guards in the palace wanted to leave the palace, and they needed to take out the tokens from the palace. After getting the tokens, they took a carriage to the outside of the city.

Since the glow of firefly wings can only be seen at night, the time to arrive at the river beach outside the city is almost dusk, and the golden red twilight casts a bright color on the snow-falling ground.

The dead grass beside the river beach is covered with frost and snow, as if it is white, and it rustles when stepped on.

Ji Qingzhuo was wearing a light blue cloak and was holding a big mesh bag in his hand. Shen Rongyu was catching firefly wings in front, and she followed behind him. With a handful of bright firefly wings in his hands, he went to Put the mesh bag in her hand.

These firefly wings glow for courtship purposes. Putting both male and female insects in the same bag is almost an arranged marriage. They will reproduce and die after a few days of shining brightly.

When one mesh bag was full, Ji Qingzhuo went to the carriage to get a new one. There were other guards guarding the carriage, so she dared not speak to Shen Rongyu.

At this time, it was about to fall into the night, and the river beside the river beach was frozen, and there were occasional rut marks on it, indicating that someone would come and go on the river, and the night was getting darker, and the only thing that could be illuminated, except for the lanterns carried by the guards, was the river beach On the firefly wings.

In the dark twilight, the outline of a carriage seemed to appear, and then there was the rhythmic sound of the carriage.

On the horses pulling the carriage, there is an exquisite family crest. Looking carefully, it is a deformation of the word "Meng". And these horses pulling the carriage are not mortal horses. Fly into the sky in a carriage.

The carriage is equipped with a warm-keeping array, and it is blessed with spells that extend the space. It is warm and spacious. The person sitting in the central seat is someone Ji Qingzhuo knows—Meng Yaolan. There are two monks sitting on her left and right. Not bad.

She is not afraid of the cold, so she still wears her crisp short dress in winter, with a white gauze cloak hanging down behind her, her hair is still tied into a ponytail with black silk, and the red rope binding the blue silk hangs down, with the Meng family's crest hanging on the end.

"From the ordinary market outside the Xuanyun Sect to the snow capital of Liang State, people are all dead?" Meng Yaolan took a sip of the hot tea in her hand and looked at a middle-aged man beside her. The man's face is serious, his aura is unfathomable, and his cultivation base is at least above the out-of-body stage, "Uncle, this situation is a bit weird."

"Those who died were killed by evil spirits, and their corpses looked miserable." Meng Lian said in a deep voice, "The last one who died was a villager from an ordinary village in the boundary of Yunliang. Next to their village, there was once a famous The evil spirit called "伥" came and went, but the 伥 disappeared, and there was no trace of death."

When ordinary monks kill demons, they will leave corpses with negative energy combined with the ghost energy of the earth veins. It will not sink into the earth until a long time later.

Ji Qingzhuo tried his best to transform the evil spirits, the negative energy was stripped out and dissipated with the wind, and the ghost energy of the earth veins immediately sank into the earth without a trace, so there were no traces left.

"Evil demons will also devour each other. They are not only greedy for human beings, but also merciless towards their own kind." Meng Lian sighed and said, "So I guess it sneaked into Xuedu to continue hunting. See According to the instructions of the magic wheel, there is also a demon in Xuedu."

"Let's go and have a look." Meng Yaolan said softly, "I'm going down the mountain this time to kill demons."

The carriage they were riding in drove across the frozen river. At this moment, Shen Rongyu stood up holding the firefly wings, and glanced at the passing carriage—he sensed the powerful aura of Meng Lian on the carriage. It is also above the robbery period.

Coincidentally, Meng Yaolan looked out of the carriage at this time, and saw Ji Qingzhuo and Shen Rongyu who were catching firefly wings on the river beach.

Startled, she told the coachman to stop.

Ji Qingzhuo heard the sound of the carriage driving stop, looked back, and saw Meng Yaolan stepping down from the carriage holding her skirt.

The wind and snow were howling at night, but her clothes were still light and flimsy. She was not afraid of the cold, but Ji Qingzhuo wrapped herself up tightly. From a distance, she looked like a light blue hairball.

"Ji—" Meng Yaolan was about to speak, when Shen Rongyu dropped the firefly wings in his hand, and the bright firefly light flowed down from his fingertips like a spring.

"Who are you?" He stepped forward, only stopped Meng Yaolan, and cast a small soundproof formation between them, so that the guards guarding the palace carriage could not hear their words.

"What are you doing?" Meng Yaolan was a little surprised when he saw Ji Qingzhuo.

Seeing Shen Rongyu cast the sound-proofing spell, Ji Qingzhuo raised the gauze bag in his hand and said honestly: "There will be a lantern festival in the palace, and we are catching firefly wings to make lanterns."

"Are you... in the palace?" Meng Yaolan was even more puzzled.

"There are demons in the palace. In order not to startle the snake, we have to transform her, so we can only sneak in in disguise." Ji Qingzhuo explained.

"This... the evil spirits in the palace are no more than Yuanying's cultivation. If Shen—" Meng Yaolan didn't call him Senior Brother Shen like other disciples in Xuanyunzong when she said Shen Rongyu, she paused, and only said in a cold voice , "If it is Shen Rongyu, even though he is only at the peak of Jindan now, it is enough to kill the evil spirits in the palace, right?"

Shen Rongyu hid his Nascent Soul cultivation that he broke through not long ago, and now everyone thinks that he is still at the Golden Core, so as not to raise his strength too fast and cause others to suspect.

Meng Yaolan in front of him was nothing to be afraid of, but there seemed to be a big man in the carriage, and Shen Rongyu secretly analyzed the situation.

"This is my trial, brother will not interfere with me." Ji Qingzhuo was very clear about this matter.

Meng Yaolan seemed to have remembered something. After coming to Liang Country, she also set her target as the demon in Xuedu Palace.

Slaying a demon in the Nascent Soul Stage was the best result that this group of disciples of the Xuanyun Sect could get. No matter how high it was, it would appear abnormal; no matter how low it was, the top three positions in the sect assessment would not be guaranteed.

Unexpectedly, Ji Qingzhuo arrived here first, but this does not hinder.

"Since Miss Ji wants to kill that demon, we have no choice but to compete fairly." Meng Yaolan smiled at Ji Qingzhuo.

Ji Qingzhuo shook his head: "It's not about killing."

Meng Yaolan laughed softly: "Miss Ji, useless kindness is nothing."

Her gaze turned to Shen Rongyu: "Shen Rongyu, you play with her like this, do you still remember Elder Ye's entrustment to you?"

Ye Duanhong's request was naturally to ask Shen Rongyu to find the whereabouts of the evil aura that killed Jiang Qianke.

Meng Yaolan used to be Jiang Qianke's direct disciple, so it was understandable for her to talk too much about Shen Rongyu.

A hypocritical smile hung on Shen Rongyu's lips: "Nature is looking for it."

The evil breath is himself, is there any need for him to look for it?

After Meng Yaolan confirmed their purpose here, she didn't bother them any more, and didn't reveal their identities, she just said: "If you have time, I'll meet you in Xuedu." After that, she left. Meng Lian in the carriage, It didn't come down from the beginning to the end.

Wanting to come to the Meng family, they were worried about the safety of this eldest lady, so they sent the respected elders of the family to follow her to take care of her, so as not to cause accidents during the trial.

After Meng Yaolan left, nothing seemed to happen, Shen Rongyu only put the remaining Yingchi into a mesh bag for Ji Qingzhuo.

They returned to the palace in silence, and did not speak until they arrived at Youzhu Garden.

"There are still people in her carriage." Shen Rongyu said in a deep voice, wiping the Burial Snow Sword in his hand in the courtyard.

"Ah." Ji Qingzhuo came to the realization later, she didn't have such keen insight as Shen Rongyu, so she didn't find it strange that Meng Yaolan appeared.

If everyone has a magic wheel, it seems that it is not a coincidence that they all came here and aimed at the candle moth in the palace.

But what she didn't know was that Meng Yaolan followed the human beings who were killed by the shadow all the way.

Shen Rongyu has not guessed Meng Yaolan's purpose for the time being, but their arrival can trigger a good thing.

That is to say, with that big man in the Transcending Tribulation Period, Soi Ying should not dare to stay in Xuedu. Human beings can still be deceived and confused, but Soi Ying, a demon like this, is even more difficult to control.