"Where am I?"

Chu Zihe shook his dizzy head, raised his head with difficulty, and suddenly froze.

Sanzhang Jade Tablet, Optimus Jade Pillar, Rich White Mist, Roaring Yin Soldiers, Sheltering Ghost Generals, Isn't this a Jade Tablet space?

How did I get back here?

What the hell is going on?

On the ground, a pleasant and beautiful piano sound came, the sound was insignificant, such as the fragrance of flowers, refreshing people's hearts, ringing, wonderful rhyme.

"Are you awake?" The white-clothed monk is not contaminated with the dust of the world, and with a flick of his hands, the sound of the piano stops abruptly.

"No flowers?" Chu Zihe got up and looked at the kind-faced Miao monk, puzzled.

"The seeds of darkness have germinated, your mind has sunk, it is the fragment of the jade tablet that has awakened you, but now you can't go back for the time being!" Miao Monk said lightly, his words were like a thunderbolt, directly slashed at the Chu Zi River, exploded, and suddenly the stone broke the earth, and he slowly picked up some memory fragments.

The hundred-story Wenxin Pavilion Building, the jade hall on the first floor, the ancient jade antique exhibition hall, the fat and beautiful girl, the old man in Tsing Yi, Wang Qingbing was captured, and the outbreak, all the bits and pieces are clearly presented in my mind, but then what I remember is a bloody and dark, only Wang Qingbing's white figure is frozen in it, and the last thing I saw when I opened my eyes was a woman in a white dress, her face was blurred, and she couldn't recognize who it was.

"I'm going out!"

Chu Zihe was anxious, but he found that no matter how much he meditated on the jade tablet fragment, he still stayed where he was, and there was no reaction at all.

"Haven't you noticed that you're just a spirit? And your mind has sunk into the Demon Killing Dao, and it has been damaged. As I said last time, the dark seed of human beings is sleeping in the depths of the soul, and you are so powerful that you can only control it yourself, but you released it, fortunately, it has not been sinking for a long time, but unfortunately it is no longer able to communicate with your body. Wuhua looked at the poor playboy who was sitting quietly not far away, and sighed gloomily.

"So, what to do?" Chu Zihe fell back with a butt, and after he started the killing martial arts, he didn't know anything, as if he was controlled by another supervillain's self, and that feeling made me panic when I thought about it.

It turned out that it was his own dark seed, thinking about the violent and bloody rage after Wuhua turned into darkness, Chu Zihe broke out in a cold sweat.

"How can I go back?"

He was anxious to know Wang Qingbing's current situation and rescue her, that group of people were not good, and there would definitely be follow-up actions.

Stay one more minute and the danger increases!

"It's useless to be anxious now, fortunately, time passes slowly in this jade tablet space. It just so happens that my time is up, can you enter my world, help me kill someone, complete a redemption, and dissipate my resentment? If it happens, I'll give you another creation, a weapon to control the seeds of darkness, which can repair your mind, and then send you out! "The wonderful monk has no flowers, a touch of compassion, plain clothes and white socks, majestic and noble.

It seemed that a heavy hammer had smashed into Chu Zihe's head, one after another, almost with gold stars in his eyes, and he couldn't help but wonder.

"Really?" Chu Zihe is most concerned about the last four words, "send you out"!

"Who are you asking me to kill? Could it be Chu Liuxiang? ”

"The first person you meet is the target you want to kill." The flowerless chain rattled, and the qin was embraced.

"The monks don't know how to speak, donor, come with me, there will be no danger this time, if necessary, you can spend three spiritual energy to communicate the jade tablet fragment, come and contact me, remember that there is only one chance, don't contact me at a critical moment!"

As soon as the flowerless monk's robe was unfurled, a whirlpool spread rapidly from his eyes, and when he touched the Chu Zihe River next to him, he gradually rippled, the white light flickered, and Chu Zihe's soul had disappeared, and the three jade tablets behind him broke through the air and followed closely.

***

Wanfeng hugged, the sea of gorgeous flowers, the corridor in front of him twisted and turned, the head on the ground rolled, and the dead fish eyes of the dead corpse were white, which was extremely terrifying. There was a thick smell of blood wafting through the air, and the smell was incomparable.

Chu Zihe opened his eyes, and the first thing that caught his eye was such a strange sight, he stood up and touched the top of his head curiously, because Wuhua has no hair.

"Hair?"

was different from the expected result, Chu Zihe was simply stunned, which plot segment did he send himself to without flowers?

Isn't it Wuhua who possesses himself?

Chu Zihe got up, patted the sand on his body, and ran quickly along the corridor, now the most important thing is to figure out where he is and his identity.

"Who was the first person Wuhua asked me to kill?"

Chu Zihe was puzzled in his heart, the corridor twisted and turned, turning east and west, and there was no figure, except for the bloody corpses all over the ground.

Before he knew it, he came to the deepest part of the corridor, an elegant secret room. The elegant room is beautiful and warm, and the faint light exudes a charming fragrance.

On the left, there is a palatial white bath, paved with bricks like dazzling crystals, and the surface of the pool is steaming and inviting.

On the right side is a wooden bed and scattered tables and chairs, surrounded by pink light gauze around the edges of the wooden bed.

In the corner of the wall hangs an azure curtain, under which a crystal and huge mirror is revealed, the frame is studded with jadeite and jewels, which seems to have infinite magic.

Chu Zihe probed his brain in, and in an instant, he stood still, and he saw himself in the mirror.

The one who is possessed by himself is really not a wonderful monk without flowers!

On a sallow triangular face, the facial features seem to be piled up in a heap, and there are a few rat whiskers under the chin, but they seem to have been burned by fire, yellow and burnt, and they look like roe deer, which is really flattering.

Is this still a dashing and spotless monk without flowers?

Chu Zihe was puzzled, but soft footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door, like a weak willow supporting the wind, curling away.

Who is "he"?

It must be the one who has no flowers to kill!

Chu Zihe's eyes were fast, and he quickly rolled to the bed on the right side, two thick layers of thin brocade and powder veil covering his figure, but his eyes were paying attention to the person coming in the gap.

Someone pushed the door in, the footsteps moved to the bath on the left, the beautiful back was graceful, it turned out to be a woman, but unfortunately Chu Zihe couldn't see her face, and he couldn't recognize who she was.

The woman's slender feet gently stirred the surface of the water, and through the clear spring water, it shone slightly.

The sound of undressing sounded, and the woman actually took off every piece of clothing on her body, so the perfect and almost flawless body was instantly reflected in Chu Zihe's eyes.

In order to see her face clearly, Chu Zihe had to stare at her movements motionlessly, holding his heart in his heart.

The skin is like clotted fat, white as jade, the upper body is slender and the waist is unbearable, the lower coil is full of moon, round and full, and the fingers leaking from the side of the chest are white and greasy, all blooming with amazing charm.

She just gently shook the water surface with her toes, stretched her uncovered body with Chu Zihe on her back, leaned on the edge of the pool, and did not go into the water to bathe.

What seems to be waiting for?

Chu Zihe held his breath and stared, for fear of alarming her, he already understood that the person Wuhua wanted to kill must be her, but who was she?

After a while, the woman silently put on a light veil by the pool, and walked into the depths of the bath step by step, boiling and hot, and Chu Zihe could no longer see her figure.

Chu Zihe waited for a quarter of an hour before the woman came from the white heat, like the goddess of the morning mist, the distance was getting closer and closer, and her face was getting clearer and clearer, and finally her white feet hooked the edge of the bath, and stood still, ** at a glance, wet body temptation!

Chu Zihe was under the bed, the terrain was low, and his eyes had to swim from the bottom, white and slender feet, slender legs, wet tulle, secret garden, slender waist, round chest, fine collarbones, and then the mysterious face was finally revealed.

Chu Zihe's eyes shrank, he was stunned for a moment, and he exhaled involuntarily, he never imagined that this woman would be her.

The most beautiful femme fatale stone Guanyin, the mother of the wonderful monk without flowers!