"Get out of the way - !!!"

The disciple didn't breathe and finished speaking, Hua Satin had already broken into the door of Jiuyuan Tower, and an old man came out of the crowd, and was about to scold him on the spot, but he was swept away by Hua Satin, and he was pulled by the disciple behind, otherwise he could fly out on the spot.

Ji Yanqing was shocked at that moment, if you want to say who has the best temper in Azure Jiufeng, it must be flower satin, even Han Cheng has to stand aside, although he has not appeared much, but his gentle and introverted image is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. In the past hundred years, the demonic snow on the green mountains has not left traces on her, and she strolls through it, like walking in the alleys of Jiangnan with blue bricks and white tiles, which is often joked by Su Yao, saying that her eighth senior sister entered the wrong door, and this beautiful appearance of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting should come from the Jiangnan You family.

However, now the appearance of the flower satin can even be said to be wolf's, the Taoist robe is torn, the Taoist crown is gone, the shawl is scattered, and a flower hairpin is stuck on it, like a female madman.

Didn't you have this original book?! It should just be someone to inform Xiao Xiangzi! It's become too much!

Ji Yanqing's heart was simply broken, but her body acted consciously, and she stepped forward to hold the satin, but at the same time, she was held by two hands, and she could only watch the satin fall to the ground.

"Master, don't go."

"Yanqing, don't move."

Ji Yan and Han Cheng didn't know when they appeared behind him and said the same thing, Ji Yanqing turned around in disbelief, only to find that neither of them looked at him, he turned to look at the flower satin who fell to the ground, and blurted out a senior sister.

The incident happened suddenly, and no one in Tianqingshan stepped forward to help, and others did not dare to help, so they spontaneously dispersed into a circle, surrounding the flower satin in the middle, and did not understand what the situation was.

Those who are cultivated as ordinary or lack of heart eyes look lively, and those who are slightly higher are all dignified.

Hua satin fell to the ground, a originally plain white hand stained with blood, green tendons burst out, claw-like scratching in the air, after a while, she raised her head violently, let out an inhumane □□, her throat made a 'grunt' sound, as if she was calling someone, everyone carefully distinguished for a long time, only to hear that she was struggling to call the senior brother.

Han Cheng finally spoke at this time, he looked like he was trying his best to endure something, the dust of the fairy wind bones lying in his arms all the year round looked like he was about to be cut off by him, and every word he said seemed to be squeezed out, Ji Yanqing even faintly felt that if it wasn't for this, Han Cheng's voice would tremble like a human voice.

"Senior brother is here, junior sister, what's wrong?"

Li Zixuan finally came from the courtyard outside Jiuyuan Tower at this time, and as soon as he came, he saw such a scene, just like Ji Yanqing, he was just about to rush up and was caught by Ji Yan.

"What are you doing?!"

"Can't move!"

Ji Yanqing turned his head and looked at him in surprise, only to find that his expression was so subtle, not indifferent, but almost sympathetic silence that could no longer touch his heart after facing some more desperate demise.

Ji Yanqing didn't understand very well, but Li Zixuan understood something, he was held tightly by Ji Yan, looked at it carefully, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and called out in a trembling voice: "Eighth Senior Sister"

"Senior Brother Senior Brother"

The sound of the flower satin was originally very good, just like the leisurely lotus picking girl in the lotus leaves, a song of lotus picking melodious and melodious, can tactfully enter people's hearts, but now it is as if it has been blown by a rusty iron nail, hoarse, and the wind.

Li Zixuan sounded as if he was about to cry immediately, and replied, "Senior brother is here." ”

There was silence in the Jiuyuan Building, and Hua Satin seemed to finally hear it clearly, barely supporting her body with her hands, turning around like some kind of disgusting reptile, and groping her way to find the location of the same door.

"Xiao Xiaoxiang catastrophe, Xiao Xiangzi is all destroyed."

This remark shook a thousand waves, the crowd was stunned for a moment, and immediately exploded, guessing, shirking responsibility, questioning, the voice became louder and louder, completely overshadowing the originally small voice of the flower satin.

Suddenly, a burst of coercion belonging to a high-ranking monk swept over, and everyone was silenced rather simply and rudely, and You Baiyi came from behind, his face was like frost, and after losing his smile, his side face looked almost sharp.

"What about the land of Sanxiang?"

"It's a ghost domain."

Everyone gasped, although Xiaoxiangzi was slaughtered all over the door to make people feel shocked, but it was only shocked, and in the distance of Sanxiang, surging Jiujiang, what a vast area, there is a land of fish and rice, there are eight hundred miles of Dongting, if it becomes a ghost domain

These things are the main plot, Ji Yanqing is very clear, and everyone who should be shocked has been shocked, and at this moment, he is all hanging on the satin. Ji Yan may have seen it, he had only made up his mind to keep his distance the night before, but at this moment, he grabbed him tightly, and said in his ear almost pleadingly: "Master, don't go." ”

In response to his words, the flower satin just kept lying in their direction, but never took a step forward.

"Yanqing listens to Changjin, don't go."

Ji Yanqing turned her head suddenly, looked at Li Zixuan in disbelief, and opened her mouth to ask, but she was silent in Li Zixuan's eyes - Li Zixuan's eyes were red, and tears were about to roll down.

"Do you still remember what I told you, when the Great Demon Sealing Array was involved, countless monks were involved, and in the end, all the monks in Yunming Temple had to recite the scriptures excessively, so that they could suppress it? The Great Array of Sealing Demons is angry, and the excess is refining the pure qi, so the Central White Dew Palace can be built on top of countless unjust souls and undead, and this area is the ghost domain before, once someone is involved in the ghost domain"

What happens to that person when they are involved?

Ji Yanqing couldn't ask, he opened his mouth and closed it again, unable to say a word.

The ghost of the monk demon is still in the town below.

"The eighth senior sister is haunted by ghosts and is easy to be infected, so I can't bear it, Yanqing doesn't let down the last piece of hard work of the eighth senior sister."

The land of cultivating immortals is Tianqing Mountain, a total of nine peaks, none of the peaks and peaks are normal, each has its own strange temper, like anything is good, but it is not like a Daomen Holy Land, the seven emotions are constant, the six desires are not removed, and there is still no trace of warmth in going around the sky and entering the earth.

She slowly raised her head: "The third senior brother and the sixth senior brother went to Xiaoxiang to look for me half a month ago."

Ji Yanqing obviously felt that Han Cheng beside him shook violently, and he didn't retreat when he held on: "What about them?" ”

Flower Satin, whose face had been covered by withered grass-like hair, now looked up, and the tufts of hair slipped down her face, gradually revealing a very terrible face—a pale complexion, the whites of her eyes turned up, numerous scars, a line of blood-thick liquid slipped from her eye sockets, and her bruised hands seemed to scratch ten holes in the carpet beneath her.

"Whereabouts unknown."

This sentence seemed to exhaust the last bit of strength in her body, and as soon as the words fell, she fell to the ground, and her withered yellow hair was scattered on the ground, and the Jiangnan people who had made countless disciples of the family break through the threshold in the past were now like a crazy woman, a female beggar, and the death row inmates in the prison were more dignified than she looked - at least not so many people watched them die, but had to stand by and watch.

There were disciples of the family around who had already let out a long sigh and turned their heads unbearably.

"Is the little sister okay?"

Li Zixuan finally couldn't help it, crying and panting, and said, "Su Yao, she's fine, she was clamoring for me to bring her hairpins back a while ago." ”

"Senior Brother Yanqing, you are finally willing to come out"

Her originally delicate and snow-white face rubbed against the carpet that Jiuyuan Building had been stepped on by many people, stained with ash on her face, Ji Yanqing was shocked by this sudden development and didn't know what to do, she nodded helplessly, and she didn't even know when she burst into tears.

"Senior Brother Senior Brother"

Han Cheng couldn't bear to turn his head like others, so he could only watch his eighth senior sister slowly weaken until he died: "Senior brother is here." ”

Her ghostly aura became more and more entangled in her body, and her own consciousness gradually weakened, so she could only call her senior brother over and over again with her last breath, her voice gradually became smaller, and she was about to lose her strength, but she suddenly burst out, using her hand as a claw, directly pulled out her inner dan, and crushed it with her last breath.

After becoming a ghost, the six relatives did not recognize it, and they killed every living thing, and ate it when they were killed, neither morality nor personality, although it was not her own volition, she was not willing to leave a disgraceful mark on the Tianqing Mountain Sect Chronicles because of herself.

At this time, her rotten life finally came to an end, starting from the face, like a mural in disrepair, as soon as the wind blew, it fell to the ground in pieces, and the moment it landed, it was like a burnt piece of paper, and immediately turned to ashes.

In the blink of an eye, their eighth junior sister, who was "beautiful and graceful, and knew the music and made the posture brilliant", became a piece of ashes scattered with the wind, and only a hairpin fell from mid-air and fell into the ashes, making an inconspicuous sound.

At this point, Li Zixuan finally couldn't hold back anymore, rushed forward, hugged the hairpin and cried bitterly, Han Cheng's originally straight back finally bent down, Ji Yanqing gritted his teeth, his mind was blank, Ji Yan hugged him tightly behind him, and after a while, he felt a warm liquid dripping on the back of his hand.

There was silence in the Jiuyuan Building, only Li Zixuan's cry, and someone spoke the first sentence after a long time, but it was not Han Cheng or You Baiyi, or even Mengyangjun.

"The Tianqing Mountain Flower Peak Lord died, and we are also very sad, but I forgive the old man for selling the old, it's not the right time to interject, the situation in the Xiuzhen Realm is critical, there is the royal family and Beichen in front of him, and there is an unknown danger looming behind, so don't let your personal feelings and desires get carried away, it's better to discuss the back road and deal with it sensibly, the corpse of the Lord of Huafeng, the ghost situation is unknown, it's better to destroy it."

This is simply talking nonsense with open eyes, the inner dan of the flower satin has been crushed by himself, and the great ghost spirit has disappeared, and the old thing is afraid of death, so he has to say that it is high-sounding.

Ji Yanqing raised his head and heard that this voice was the old man who came out of the crowd before, and wanted to blame the flower satin, and suddenly the panic about the future and the current sorrow all turned into resentment, forcing his eyes to red: "According to the meaning of this old-timer, didn't my eighth senior sister die for the cultivation realm?" My junior sister is young, fighting for a body that is not as good as your cultivation, risking death to spread the word, the old-timers are old, and they have enjoyed happiness for a long time, I am afraid that I don't know the hardships and dangers, my Tianqingmen people don't feel heartache for her, can you expect you to shed a tear for her? ”