Inner Demons

Li Yunxin glanced at Qiao Jiaxin to confirm that she was really…dead.

The girl fell into the grass, her dead posture was not beautiful, her eyes were not closed.

He sighed and shook his head slightly. The ancient girl is certainly not as good-looking as he was at that time-at least on the whole. Natural sculpting is always good, but it also means that the hair is not so white, not so fragrant, and the hair is not so smooth. How can the acne on the face be covered.

But this Joe Eldest Miss is a little beauty even in modern times. Li Yunxin has a good impression of her. He didn’t expect to get along for less than a day before he died.

Sure enough, it is still modern civilization, a society ruled by law is better.

At least not casually dying.

But he just sighed for a while. He has done many things in his previous life, and he has seen many dead people. Since you can accept things like traversing and monsters, of course, you can accept the death of a few people.

So he quickly retracted his gaze and looked at the swordsman: “I’m afraid to scare you to death.”

The swordsman startled and frowned. He had indeed realized that the white clothed youth in front of him was unusual.

Whether it is the son of a merchant or an official, it is impossible to look as usual after seeing such a dead person, and he doesn’t even mean the slightest sadness. even more how He has shown unusual skills before-he is by no means a simple worldly person.

So…maybe really, it has something to do with those “Divine Immortal”.

Their “Six Ghosts in the River” were hunted down by black blade like a stray dog ​​before, but they turned over after encountering the Divine Immortal. So they know exactly what kind of people can’t provoke—“36 Cave Sky and Seventy Two Sect” used to be a misty cloud on the horizon for them, but now they know how terrifying people who have a relationship with those people are. .

And what the boy did before, his reaction now, plus this arrogant sentence, made the swordsman realize that he might have encountered a tricky character.

Can’t kill.

But if he didn’t kill, he had already offended him. In case this young man bears a grudge, what kind of person is from Dongtian, Sect…

How can they bear such a small role?

It’s just robbing some people on the side of the road, how come you have suffered such an innocent disaster.

The swordsman had a few thoughts in a few seconds, and Li Yunxin already understood his thoughts.

So he planned to make another dangerous move. I didn’t call the Nine Young Master before because I was afraid that he would kill innocent people. Now that Qiao Jiaxin is dead, and those “innocent people” have not been slaughtered by a few other swordsmen, he has nothing to worry about.

Before the swordsman changed his mind and made up his mind, Li Yunxin clamped the portrait of the nine Young Master in his sleeve with his fingers. With just one tap, the illusion of Nine Young Master will suddenly appear, and then the ferocious Demon will probably rush over soon.

But at this moment, an angry roar sounded in the forest. The sound seemed to come from all directions, and it was shocked that all the birds that stayed overnight among the branches and leaves fluttered into the sky–

“Where is the bold madman, dare to go wild in the palace of this Empress?! “

Li Yunxin and the swordsman were taken aback at the same time.

One second later, Li Yunxin pulled out his legs and ran towards a bush of bushes in the north.

In the eyes of parents, painters are the most sensitive group of spiritual Qi among the cultivators in the world. Li Yunxin agrees. For example, when this sound rang, he felt a certain Spiritual Qi that seemed familiar.

This Spiritual Qi also appeared before the female ghost appeared.

The female ghost’s appearance disturbed the simple drawing line created by him and the old Dao, but Li Yunxin believed that the Spiritual Qi master was not malicious and wanted to save him.

The last time I frightened six swordsmen, this time bought time for myself.

The source of Spiritual Qi is just behind the bushes in the north. He doesn’t know whether the existence is a man, a ghost, a demon or an immortal, but he knows that at least for now, that guy is not planning to kill him.

He stopped and said to Qiao Jiaxin, “It seems something is wrong”, which was also referring to this incident-at that time he was sure that he saw the same tree twice in a row.

The ghost hit the wall.

Probably this is also the existence, and I don’t want to let myself out of the woods. It may need to do something for it.

Li Yunxin can probably guess.

He rushed into the bushes, and after running a dozen steps, he found that he suddenly opened up. Behind the woods is a clearing. In the clearing lies a dilapidated small temple. Half of the temple has collapsed. The reason why it hasn’t turned into a pile of rubble is because the other half is supported by an old tree hugged by one person. This tree probably grew out of a temple. After an unknown number of years, it has now become half of the beam.

A long, long time ago, probably this forest was also inhabited, and probably the incense of this temple was quite strong. Because even after so many years, this open space is still wide. Probably, other treatments were done on the ground before the stone slabs were laid. As a result, there was less vegetation, and it was born in the surrounding giant tree surrounded by a sky.

The clear moonlight was shining from high above, and Li Yunxin could see the broken plaque with only one corner still hanging on the lintel——

Sanhua Empress Temple.

This is a what the hell name. It doesn’t sound like a righteous god.

It’s more like a long time ago when the fools built a temple for a spirit with some magical powers and worshiped it as a True Immortal.

But Li Yunxin only glanced at it and rushed into the doorway that had no door panel.

The Divine Stage in the temple is still there, as is the mud tire on it. It’s just that the surface has been weathered and eroded, and the face can’t be seen clearly. But just looking at the faint outline, the clay sculpture originally enshrined on this Divine Stage looks like a human-like land of mountain gods.

“It’s a temple again.” Li Yunxin stopped and sighed.

From ordinary people, he has fallen into death. But Li Yunxin knew that this was probably the only chance he could be saved except for the nine Young Master he invited.

Because this seemingly dilapidated clay tire statue has an amazingly active Spiritual Qi.

He stopped worrying about the swordsman who might be following him. Instead, he calmed down, circled the clay sculpture with his back, and shook his head slightly: “What the hell are you? Why help? Me?”

Then the misty female voice rang in the ruined temple again: “Because the god is predestined with you. You don’t kneel when you see the god? Did you bring three animals? Huh? Aiya, you didn’t bring…”

“Three animals… didn’t bring them, eh? Nothing? Huh?”

“Ah, my…hmm… Huh. You won’t kneel after seeing the original god? Huh? Are you a Taoist priest? Huh? Danqing Taoist?”

Li Yunxin slightly frowned. He felt that this thing seemed not as simple as he had thought before.

This thing knows the term “danqing Taoist priest”.

He knows this word himself, his parents know, and probably few of the remaining people still remember it.

Kang Cangzi and Chi Songzi know. But they seem to be Sword Sect people.

And right now this… is probably a ghost.