The shadow of death looms.

The sharp sword stabbed down with an unstoppable force, piercing his chest at the sight of it.

Even though she was unwilling, she had no choice.

I can only close my eyes slowly.

Boom!

In the next second, I heard a muffled sound of explosive energy, accompanied by a terrible scream.

Chiba was stunned, and the pain that was penetrating her chest did not come.

She hurriedly opened her eyes, and a scene in her field of vision made her lose her voice for a moment.

I saw the man in black holding the long sword, and there was a burst of fire.

The sword body forged of fine iron was burning, and the man in black roared even more, pounced on the puddle on the ground.

This fire was strange, a black-red flame as thick as plasma, and it was never extinguished even when it was in the water.

In just two breaths, the man in black completely turned into a puddle of ashes in the firelight, and was rushed to the slope by the pouring rain.

The scene in front of her gave her an inappropriate illusion, the killer who could have killed her own life was killed in an instant.

I looked down and looked at my chest.

A red rune condensed on it, which began to fade as she blocked the fatal blow.

Taking a heavy breath, the whole person was much more sober.

She lay in place for a quarter of an hour, the rain washed the stains off her face, and then she got up with the last breath and dragged her tired body towards the dark depths of the mountain.

Water stains drip on the eyelashes, and the vision becomes a little blurry.

Chibako leaned on her sword and looked up at the rain curtain.

"Senior Brother Fang, is that you......." murmured softly.

A picture flashed in her mind, it was when she was in the Daoist Academy's female dormitory, the senior brother pointed out the red true qi against the enemy ghost, and that true qi was very similar to the fire ignited on the man in black.

Biting his thin lip, he forgot about the messy thoughts in his mind for a while, and the most important thing to do now is to find other senior brothers and sisters.

This assassination was obviously premeditated, and most of the assassins were people from within the Taoist Academy.

Now that he has reached the mountainside, it is obviously impossible to go up the mountain and return to the Taoist Temple, and it is estimated that there are many killers lurking on the road up the mountain, and there is only a dead end if you turn back.

The cold wind blew.

It's bitterly cold.

The girl propped up her body with her sword, and she walked forward slowly, trembling, as if she would fall at any moment.

.......

The top of the mountain, the temple of the province.

Inside the Xuanzi No. 1 room.

"Assist character 2: Chibazi, grace points +410. ”

In my mind, the system data appears to be refreshed.

Fang Yang was slightly stunned for half a second, and suddenly his heart trembled, guessing something.

When the disciples descended the mountain, he had secretly placed aismans on Chibazi and Weisuo.

One is to protect their lives at a critical moment, and the other is to play the role of positioning and tracking, after all, the two of them have the highest power value in their own system bar, so Fang Yang also left a secret hand.

Grace points will not increase for no reason, it is obvious that Chibazi should have experienced a life-and-death struggle just now, and the Dao talisman she cast happened to save her life.

"You can only ask for more blessings. ”

With a low thought in his heart, Fang Yang also closed his eyes.

He didn't think about it, he just felt that when the girl was going down the mountain, she encountered a high-level nightmare ghost and was in danger.

At this moment, Fang Yang's brows furrowed deeply.

He noticed that the old immortal master didn't just seem to have planted an enchantment around his abode.

In his sea of qi, a strange flower bloomed.

It's not the nine-petal flower ban that Chibazi has imposed on him, it's just that the two look extremely similar, and the petals have bloomed to the number of thirty-eight.

Obviously, this is another spell, and it is very likely that it was ordered by the old immortal master.

Fang Yang clenched his fists, only to feel extremely resentful.

After many attempts, he couldn't unravel this spell, but fortunately, it didn't have any impact on himself, and the movement of the qi sea was still unhindered.

Between his eyebrows, he couldn't think of what the effect of this spell was, thinking of the old immortal master's words before parting, he felt even more that the clouds and mountains were foggy.

I can only act at the opportunity.

Sigh softly.

At least for now, it's certain that the old guy has no intention of killing himself.

......

On the fifth day, the light dimmed completely, and the night came as scheduled.

The showers stopped and the roads were muddy and difficult to navigate.

In the secluded mountain road, there were screams from time to time, hideous and depressing, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a human voice or a ghost.

At the end of the road, a string of fires lit up from far and near.

The mountain wind was howling, and all the old trees around were torn off.

Even so, the lights were bright, and the fire in front of the road did not mean to be extinguished at all.

After a few minutes, the fire gradually amplifies up.

There were more than a dozen shadows, and I saw more than a dozen figures slowly marching towards the mountain.

Walking on either side are five women lighting lights.

The graceful figure was shrouded in a thin cyan coat, and the wind blew, rolling up the skirt, revealing the white and round jade feet, and the lotus steps moved lightly.

They don't have shoes on.

It's very bizarre, every step you take, the soles of your feet are an inch above the ground.

Each person has a blue ribbon tied around their wrist.

Their expressions stiffened...... No, it should be said that there is no expression!

Numb like a walking corpse, but you can sense the breath of a living person.

In the center, there are four women, carrying a white jade sedan chair in their hands, and their outfits are different from those of the lantern girls.

Sitting in the sedan car, there was a beautiful sound.

The group of people was traveling so strangely, and the direction they were driving was exactly where the Taoist Academy was.

"Hmmm......"

Sitting in the sedan chair, a low groan suddenly came out.

And he saw that the curtain was lifted.

Boom!

In the next second, I saw a person being thrown out, lying straight in front of the road.

This person is a third-generation female disciple in the Taoist Academy, but at this moment, he has no breath, and his body seems to have been drained, and only skin and bones are left.

"Handkerchiefs. ”

Sitting in the sedan chair, there was a boy who was hoarse in a low voice.

Then, a chubby palm came out of the curtain.

The woman who was escorting outside the sedan chair, after hearing the voice, was still very mechanical and numb, took out a silk handkerchief from her bosom and handed it to the fat hand.

The person sitting in the sedan chair took the silk handkerchief, leaned out half of his body, and looked around.

This is a fat man with a shiny face, several layers of fat on his cheeks, and his facial features are crowded into the flesh, almost invisible.

He brought the woman's silk handkerchief close to the end of his nose and inhaled it deeply, the fat on his face trembled, as if he was very intoxicated, and then rolled it up and wiped the remaining blood stains from the corners of his mouth.

"Aunt Dao even has broken shoes, it's a disappointment!"

The fat-faced man cursed in a low voice and waved his hand.

The silk handkerchief fell on the body of the female disciple who had lost his breath in front of the road.

Then it began to burn, and in a few moments, the woman, including the woman, turned into a puddle of charred black ashes.

"Just stop here, it's time to wait for our friends. ”

The fat-faced man raised his head, looked at the top of the mountain with a pair of small eyes, cut through the darkness, and landed on the Jiyin platform.

The woman who carried the sedan chair would understand, and her feet stopped.

After about three or four hours, the surrounding woods began to move.

More than a dozen black-clothed figures fell, and the leader lifted the brim of his hat.

The fat-faced man in the sedan chair noticed it and poked his head out again.

"Fairy Sun, you are late, but there is a punishment. ”