Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Mystery of Death in the Mountains

But the look on his face was extremely ugly, he kept gritting his teeth, and infinite panic spread in his heart.

"That's good, okay, I'll go, remember what you said, I'll come to you!"

The boy kissed her slightly heroic cheek before leaving.

Xue Qin was the only one left on the mountain, stunned for a long time, her whole body was wet with sweat, the breeze was blowing, revealing a little coolness, frowning and rubbing her cheeks hard, full of disgust.

"Yan Jiujiu, don't blame me, you asked for it!"

Looking at the back of the young man leaving, the corners of his mouth were curled, and a trace of excitement flashed in his eyes.

seems to have seen Yan Jiujiu's miserable end.

There are many disciples under the Qianyang Palace, and the female disciples are concentrated in the Canglu Hall at the foot of the mountain, while the male disciples are in the adjacent Yueling Palace.

Qianshan wants to take a look at every corner of Qianyang Palace, big and small, before the big limit.

His time was really running out, and he wanted to remember the faces of every disciple.

Some disciples were sent by their families on their own initiative, just for a glimmer of chance. And some of his disciples are the hard-working people he has taken in in the mortal world over the years.

No matter what, he watched him grow up, just like his child, and he was still a little reluctant to leave.

In this way, he quietly walked out of his cave in the dark night, transported his aura, and was almost empty, not wanting to alarm anyone.

When I first arrived at the foot of the mountain, I suddenly noticed something unusual.

"Who?"

Qian Shanyue frowned, looked into the dark and asked.

But no one answered, which made him a little puzzled.

However, thinking about which disciple might have relieved his hands at night, he ignored it and turned around.

"Hmm... Hmm..."

At the same time as Qian Shan Yue turned around, he was instantly restrained by a suction, and after a few struggles, he did not move.

In the end, he was like Guo Jia, with no wisdom and walking dead.

"That's it, bad luck!"

The young man shook his hand in disgust, and left in an instant, without devouring it.

Lian Xiao, who was hiding behind a tree in the distance, covered his mouth tightly, his eyes wide open, tears flowing, and his face was full of horror and disbelief.

Since the last trial, she had known Senior Brother Han Feng, so she often went to ask Senior Brother Han Feng late at night to ask for advice on cultivation matters.

Although Akari is mainly asking for advice, it is actually just her girl's heart is moving and she wants to get closer to him.

Han Feng can be said to be the chief disciple of Qianyang Palace. Because of his loneric personality and low-key personality, few people know it, but his strength is extraordinary, and his cultivation is also an opponent below the transcendent realm, even Xue Qin is inferior.

But because of his calm and introverted temperament, he was ignored by everyone.

Although Han Feng was a little cold, he didn't reject her, and he vaguely had a good impression of Lian Xiao.

came and went, and the two were often together in the middle of the night, and they were in love with each other.

But she didn't want to, as soon as she came back, she saw such a scene.

And... The boy came from the top of his sister's mountain.

This made her unable to figure it out and puzzled.

But she didn't even laugh, and ran back to her bedroom with messy steps, trembling all over, burying her head in the quilt, she was terrified.

Day 2

The entire Qianyang Palace was shaken, and the head of the Qianyang Palace died, and the head of the Qianyang Palace, who had been in the immortal cultivation realm of the Tianzhi Continent for thousands of years, died.

Not only Qianyang Palace, but even the entire immortal cultivation world were moved, and many people felt sorry for it, and even felt that the future was worrying.

When Yan Jiujiu knew about this, his brain rumbled, and the whole person was a little unstable.

"Master..."

She was still a little puzzled when she received the transmission note from Fanxin early in the morning, and the voice of Fanxin in the transmission note revealed eagerness and sadness, and did not explain the reason, but just asked her to come to the Qianyang Hall quickly.

was full of doubts, in the past, Fanxin would personally come to inform her about big things, but this time she actually used the transmission note, which made her heart more or less uneasy.

Sure enough, when she saw the lifeless body of Qian Shanyue, she was stunned for a long time, and her eyes were full of incredulity.

Just yesterday, she was still talking to the boss, and it was only one night, why was it so sudden.

Although his life is approaching, he still has at least seven days of vitality, how could he suddenly fall?

"What the hell is going on?"

Stunned to question, swept over every mournful disciple in the hall.

"In the morning, the disciple went to clean the courtyard, only to find that the head of the sect had died at the foot of Yunwo Peak. ”

Fanxin explained with compassion, with an unprecedented melancholy between his eyebrows.

"How could it be?"

Xueqin's cave mansion is located on the top of Yunwo Peak, and under Yunwo Peak, go west is Yueling Palace, and a few steps to the east is Canglu Palace.

"Don't talk nonsense, father...... Didn't come to me!"

Xue Qin, who couldn't cry, also didn't expect that the person who should have died did not die, but her father died, what was going on, she didn't know, she was extremely angry in her heart, but when she heard Yan Jiu ask like this, she still couldn't help but feel a little weak.

Seeing Xue Qin's dodging eyes, Yan Jiujiu's heart sank, and she always felt that she was weird, and this matter revealed something unusual.

But she was a little confused, who was it...

"How did you die?"

Suppressed questioning, her voice darkened.

"Was... Spiritually devoured. ”

With some hesitation, Brahma replied again.

"What did you say?"

Yan Jiujiu was furious, his sleeves were windless, and his eyes asked with sharpness.

"What's the use of talking about this now, father, he's dead!"

Xue Qin's eyes swept over Yan Jiujiu, and her heart was inexplicably drumming.

Hearing this, Yan Jiu's body softened suddenly, yes, everyone is already dead, what's the use of dwelling on these, but you always have to take revenge!

"This kind of person who can devour spiritual consciousness is definitely not a human, but a demon?"

Looking at the corpse lying in the coffin, some images flashed in Fanxin's mind and muttered softly.

"What Uncle Yan said makes sense, I also think it's a demon, didn't Uncle Yan know a demon last time?"

A glimmer of light flashed in the depths of Xue Qin's eyes, and he hurriedly took over the topic, and the disaster moved eastward.

As soon as these words came out, all the sad disciples in the main hall raised their heads one after another, and they all looked at Yan Jiujiu.

"That's it, I also saw it, she was still pulling and pulling with that demon at that time, and she loved each other, and she didn't have any human ethics at all. ”

A female disciple who looked quite ordinary followed.

"I also saw it, it must have been her, who attracted that demon and killed the head, I think maybe even the demon beast riot was caused by her!"

For a while, the hall was boiling, all of which were accusations and abuse, like a mundane vegetable market, messy.

Xue Qin, who was stirring up disputes on the side, lowered his head and cried silently, but in his eyes that no one could see, a trace of strangeness flashed, hooked the corners of his lower lip, and was soon covered by crying.

At this time, Yan Jiujiu's brain was a little messy, listening to those unbearable curses, he didn't refute for a while, and there was no explanation.

She also had doubts, looking at the situation, the head of the family was indeed victimized by the demon.