God-level Stealing System

Hiss!

She suddenly exerted force on her fingers, and the blood lotus was instantly crushed, and wisps of blood mist rose from the fingers of Dongfang Xiaoyu Yurun, and the air suddenly filled with demons.

Along with the lotus petals decayed, a blood-colored dead snake fell to the ground, a small blood python.

"It's the blood python demon flower..."

Seeing this, Yan Ziling's pupils shrank slightly, the cold light in her eyes skyrocketed, and she could not help but exhale.

"Not bad."

Dongfang Xiaoyu raised his lips and teeth lightly, and said coldly:

"On the shore of Linghu Lake, Shen Xiaoqi bloomed nine blood red fruits through agarwood and iron wood. After the blood red fruits burst, countless demon flower seeds were sprinkled and spread into ten miles of red lotus on the shore of Linghu Lake! Just now this demon flower, it was me. The income from the shore of Linghu Lake is the best proof of Shen Xiaoqi's status as a demon girl."

Yan Ziling heard the words, her eyebrows suddenly raised, and a ridicule and cold smile suddenly appeared on her Duanli face:

"Iron proof, Shen Xiaoqi can't dispute it! This time, she is dead!"

The blood python saint was originally a monster race, this is an indelible fact in any case.

Silence would never think that the ten-mile red lotus that he bloomed on the shore of Linghu Lake would bring him such a huge hidden danger.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Suddenly, the treacherous laughter, like the Sanskrit singing of the empty mountain and the strange sound of the night owl, emanated from the mouth of the black figure, resounding through the cabinet, mixed with infinite rhyme, shocking Yan Ziling, the eastern light rain, the blood and the heart Tremble.

"This sincerity is the deity of God!"

After smiling, in the dark purple light, a face that was shrouded in shadows and could not see the face faintly appeared. The outline was soft and beautiful, without losing the lingering air, it could be seen that it was a magnificent and domineering female face.

A thin red lips pulled out an evil arc:

"This matter must be done cleanly!"

"It is important to know that killing female disciples and framing the demon clan is just an introduction. Don't miss the deity's real plan because of these trivial matters. If you succeed, the deity will not treat them badly."

"Yes! The subordinates will live up to their expectations!"

When Yan Ziling heard it, she couldn't hide her ecstasy, and a burst of excitement flashed in her coquettish eyes.

Dongfang Xiaoyu's eyes like ice beads still had no mood swings, his lips lightly opened, but he responded coldly:

"Yes."

Swift! Swift!

A gust of wind swept out, and the purple lamp in the lamp holder suddenly rose up. On the wall, the figures of Yan Ziling and Dongfang Xiaoyu were reflected, which became more and more lanky, like two ghosts sticking out from hell. Minions.

Lights off.

The entire Ziling Pavilion was instantly engulfed by the darkness of ink.

Yan Ziling and Dongfang Xiaoyu took advantage of the night and turned into two streams of light and disappeared outside the palace.

The next day, a golden halo faintly appeared in the vast sea of ​​clouds and mist.

Afterwards, a round of sun, like a dazzling sacred niche, crossed the horizon of the lake, rising from the morning mist, and a thousand rays of sunlight illuminate the clear water of Linghu Lake, and also dyed the water mist and flowing clouds.

The softness of the dark night gradually receded under the blazing sun, and the seven pavilions and continuous halls of Ziwei Xuan were bathed in the morning glow, one by one was revealed.

"Today the Zide Hall will be open to all disciples, is it true?"

"It's true! It's true! Senior Sister Dongfang Xiaoyu will announce the murderer's true body at today's morning meeting. The location of the morning meeting is the Zide Hall!"

"Really? I heard that in the spiritual bath baptism ceremony, fifty female disciples were killed tragically by the invasion of the demon clan. Elder Dongfang Lagerstroemia was furious and ordered Senior Sister Dongfang Xiaoyu and Elder Yan Ziling to find the murderer within three days! In less than a day, they have already caught the murderer? It's incredible!"

"She is Dongfang Xiaoyu, a dignified disciple. Of course, she is not comparable to us! For her, it is natural to catch a monster."

"..."

Last night, after meeting and parting with Zhou Lu'er at the Qinglian Water Pavilion, before three shifts, the silent incarnation, Shen Xiaoqi, walked in the Red Kwai Pavilion, trying to inquire about the whereabouts of Yu Honglian, but found nothing.

After the third watch drum rang, he simply left Ziweixuan and sat on an island in the depths of Linghu for a whole night, only to feel energetic and full of blood.

At this time, with the dawn on his shoulders and the clear waves on his feet, he returned to Ziwei Xuan with the attitude of Shen Xiaoqi. He was about to say goodbye to Zhou Luer, and he saw a few Qings wearing light green dresses on the bridge of Huaying. The female disciples of Lotus Pavilion are gathering together to talk.

Dongfang Xiaoyu caught the murderer?

I don’t know which hapless guy is to be this dead ghost!

Silent heart suddenly felt ridiculous, not showing off, just listening quietly.

"No way, no way, the sisters of Qinglian Pavilion still have time to chat here, haven't they received the notice from above? Sister, let me go one step ahead, see you in the hall of Zide!"

At this time, a slightly sharp and mean female voice passed by like autumn wind, it was a Youlan Pavilion disciple in a blue palace costume.

She didn't take the usual path, but rather dazzlingly flew her sword over the Linghu Lake. With the blade turning slightly, she leaned close to the lake, and made an S-shaped soaring water wave. Water drops flew into the sky under the shining dawn. , Canruo Yinhua.

"Cut, what's so cool..."

A female disciple of Qinglian Pavilion hugged her arm and glanced at that Youlan Pavilion disciple. Shen Xiaoqi clearly heard her biting her shell teeth, and seven words came out in her mouth:

"Fall you to death."

Although her voice was extremely low, it was clear that the female disciple of Youlan Pavilion with the tip of the ears heard clearly.

While the blue skirt was fluttering and turning, the disciple of Youlan Pavilion had already turned back. With a sharp-eyed sword, she pointed at the female disciples on the Huaying Bridge, and asked in a cold voice:

"Who just scolded me, stinky lady, dare to stand up?"

"The stinky lady we scolded, what do you care about?"

The female disciples of Qinglian Pavilion were not afraid, and directly fought her back:

"Yeah, we didn't name it. It was someone who admitted that he was a stinky lady, so helpless!"

Upon hearing this, the female disciple of Youlan Pavilion sank immediately, and her expression suddenly revealed an indescribable harshness and cruelty:

"Don't you rinse your mouth early in the morning? Your mouth is so smelly, let this senior sister teach you how to be a human being!"

When the words were over, she pinched the sword tactics in her hand, and a ray of cold sword light suddenly burst, and shuttled from the bottom of the Huaying Bridge.

boom! boom! boom!

Clusters of water arrows rose into the sky, quickly drenching the skirts of the female disciples of Qinglian Pavilion.

Moreover, strands of white sword energy were wrapped in the water arrows, and when the water arrows collapsed and scattered, they burst out like air blades and knives. In a flash, they cut their light blue skirts. Suddenly, beautiful, vivid and fragrant.

It caused Yingying and Yanyan to yell and yell, but it adds a little bit to this quiet and boring morning.

However, the You Orchid Pavilion disciples did not get real, and no one was injured from beginning to end.

Of course, her mouth was like an oiled knife, slippery and sharp, and a slamming sentence was almost involuntarily blurted out:

"On the basis of your stinky sisters, Qinglian Pavilion, I force my eyes to hit twenty, which is as easy as beating my son!"

"Really? Do you want to do a couple of tricks with Zhou Lu'er?"

At this time, a faint female voice clearly fell into the ears of all the women present, shocking the soul.

When everyone heard the sound, they followed the prestige, and saw a pretty petite figure appearing at the corner of the Huaying Bridge, showing some laziness as if just waking up.

She was dressed in an extremely cool attire. She only wore a light green skirt and cloud white blouse, revealing the girl's delicate clavicle and pink shoulders. The emerald green gauze and smoothly pleated top hung on her right elbow naturally.

On the left arm, which is as white and tender as a jade lotus root, is tied with an authentic scarf embroidered with delicate green lotus patterns.

The girl shook Lianbu lightly, seeming to walk slowly, but she arrived in front of everyone in an instant.

"I have seen Senior Sister Zhou!"

"I have seen Senior Sister Zhou!"

When the female disciples of Qinglian Pavilion saw Zhou Lu'er, they didn't dare to make any mistakes, and took the initiative to step aside, they had already lost their thoughts of fighting with the female disciples of Youlan Pavilion.

They lowered their heads and dared not look at Zhou Lu'er, as if they had done something wrong and were waiting for punishment.

As for the female disciple of Youlan Pavilion, seeing Zhou Lu'er's first reaction, she did not hesitate at all, and immediately fled with Yujian.

She heard that Zhou Lu'er got up very angry!

Looking at the white water mark drawn by the flying sword above Linghu, the indifferent smile on the corner of Zhou Lu'er's mouth seemed to be a bit richer, turning her eyes to look at the female disciple of Qinglian Pavilion, her thin lips moved slightly, with a faint sound :

"Sisters are early."

Seeing that Senior Sister Zhou Lu'er didn't blame them for a while, all the disciples were relieved, and then replied with a salute, each rushing to the Zide Hall.

"Sister Shen, you are too early."

The crowd dispersed, Zhou Lu'er's bi-piercing eyes flashed with playful light, and gathered on Shen Xiaoqi who was standing still.

Shen Xiaoqi remained indifferent to the quarrel between Qinglian Pavilion disciple and Youlan Pavilion disciple. She looked like an outsider. At this moment, her beautiful eyes were still looking at the rising red sun on the Linghu Lake. Without turning to ask:

"I heard Dongfang Xiaoyu has caught the'murderer'?"

"Yes. My master Lu Qinglian just notified me to go to the Zide Hall to attend the morning meeting. I wanted to come for this."

Zhou Luer nodded and put on a verdant green shirt, standing side by side with the silence, a pair of bi pupils more agile in the sunlight.

The orange light leaped in the water waves, reflected on the face of Shen Xiaoqi who stood proudly, and the corners of her lips were slightly pursed, revealing a little perseverance:

"Go, go to the Zide Hall. Before I leave Ziwei Xuan, I'd like to see what ghostly name Dongfang Xiaoyu has made."

After half an hour, Silence will regret saying this.