Then the buzzing in her head gradually became softer, the voice became weaker and weaker, and finally subsided.

This feeling made Yun Zhao feel strange-

It's as if the relationship between myself and this "buzzing" has produced some kind of subtle harmony.

Yun Zhao took Jiu Li Suo from the headless fox corpse, the red rope strangled the fox corpse straight, Jiu Li Suo was retracted, and the corpse collapsed softly.

Suo turned back into Jiuli Golden Bell wrapped around her wrist, Yun Zhao's composure surprised Pillow Kun, in fact, Yun Zhao himself was also surprised. She thought that she would collapse and be demonic, but the moment the fox demon's hot blood splashed on her face seemed to calm down the karmic fire in her heart.

Yun Zhao sat back on the bamboo chair, her eyes fell on the food box that had not been moved, and then fell on the Taoist priest coldly, looked at it for a while, turned her head and poured a glass of water, and said to the pillow kun, "Let him speak." ”

Pillow Kun looked at Yun Zhao for a long time, and suddenly smiled happily, a little unclear.

As soon as his fingertips moved, the Taoist priest coughed violently, because his body couldn't move, and because his mouth couldn't be closed because it was supported by Gu silk, he was talking tremblingly, and saliva was dripping from his mouth, and his voice was strange and ugly.

"You, if you dare to kill me, Chongqian Zhenren and Ying ......"

Yun Zhao drank the tea, raised his face and frowned when he heard this, "It's not about this. ”

Pillow Kun laughed again, his fingertips slashed, the Taoist priest screamed, his mouth was supported by Gu Silk and kept moving, the Taoist priest listened to the words that came out of his mouth, his eyes widened in horror, and his face was white and red.

"It was done by the Taiqing faction, and all the people who died in Chang Xishan were killed by the monsters. ”

Yun Zhao felt that her ears hurt, she exhaled sharply, trying to calm her trembling hands, and she didn't feel the slightest feeling of cold tea splashing on her legs.

She hates losing control of her emotions so much now, especially in front of these disgusting people.

"For what?"

The Taoist priest tried his best to resist Gu Si's control, his eyes bulged violently, and his voice was intermittent, "For the sake of the sword and Huang Quanye, there is a sword...... Slaying the Evil Female Sword ......"

Pillow Kun chuckled in his heart, and suddenly turned his head to look at Yun Zhao, who looked at him for a moment, and both saw horror in each other's eyes.

As we all know, according to legend, when the gods ascended, they left two swords to the world, a jade seal, and several volumes of Taoist scriptures.

At the beginning, the old heavenly master Zhang Cao became the first person in the Xuanmen to be awarded the edict because he got the sword to kill the evil and quell the troubled times, and then founded the Taiqing Sect, which is now famous and one of the nine major sects.

The current male sword has been passed to the hands of Zhang Baoqing, the current Taiqing Palm Sect.

For hundreds of years, there have been people looking for another female sword, and even the first emperor once offered a reward for the power of the whole country...... Such a rare artifact will be in the dilapidated Changxi Mountain Zuotianmen?

Yun Zhao only felt ridiculous.

She thought quickly in her heart, put aside the question of "sword" for the time being, looked up at the Taoist priest, and said sharply: "The whereabouts of the sword are also given to you, why do you still want to kill me Zuotianmen?!"

"Nobody," the man shuddered, saliva running down his chin, "no one can ask for anything from Taiqing." ”

Yun Zhao's eyes widened, and he suddenly slapped his hands twice and laughed, "It's not enough to borrow a sword, it has to belong to you completely! I know what your sect thinks-it-it-famous, too dignified, and stealing it will definitely lose face, so I will kill the chicken and take the egg! This egg won't have to be returned at that time, right?!"

The man's mouth was so hideous that he swallowed twice.

How ridiculous! Yun Zhao's heart was cold, even incomprehensible, and he only felt extremely absurd.

A legendary object can be worth more than a hundred lives?

Is it careless of human life, or is it not taking that small sect into account at all!

What do they do with ordinary people's lives?

"So," Pillow Kun had been pondering since the beginning, he was thinking about something in his heart, and he didn't look at Yun Zhao, so he asked himself: "This is too clear to be afraid of dirty hands, so let the monster do it, so as to clear up the involvement?"

He sighed with a "tsk" in his mouth, "It seems that this Taiqing goal is a coincidence-it is exactly the intention of some demons of the fox clan......"

Yun Zhao stood up, walked to the window, and turned to stare at the pillow kun again.

Pillow Kun laughed, as if she understood what she was thinking, "Don't worry, I've probed with my spiritual sense, and there is no one around." ”

Yun Zhao's eyebrows jumped, and he lowered his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Zhang Baoqing, how much do you know about me?"

The man's voice was vague and strange, "Everything, everything, everything." ”

"Who is spying on me?!" Yun Zhao asked angrily as he glanced at the food on the table.

The man's resistance seemed to have played a role, his voice became more and more muffled, he muttered for a while, Yun Zhao heard the name of "Tang Mang", and the rest were probably unknown, and the names were not clear.

Her eyes were hot, she quickly raised her hand and wiped her eyes, forcibly suppressed the sore hatred in her heart, and hurriedly asked, "What role is the Lingying Sect in the middle?"

- "The spirit should be aware and want a piece of ...... pie"

Yun Zhao laughed with his palms, his eyes blood-red, "What about Taoyuan Dao Chief?"

The man screamed and did not respond to this sentence.

Yun Zhao's heart was relieved for a moment, and soon she became inexplicably anxious again, got up and paced for a while, suddenly paused for a moment, and suddenly lowered her head and asked, "How much do you know about the whereabouts of the female sword?"

However, the man said Huang Quanye's name vaguely, so he suddenly stopped, screamed strangely, and no matter how much he asked later, he didn't answer anymore.

Pillow Kun said that the control of Gu Silk failed, and this Taoist priest was overly frightened, and he exhausted his cultivation to block Gu Silk, but he would be stupid in the future.

Yun Zhao leaned back in his chair, and when he heard the voice of the pillow Kun, he suddenly became festive, and he muttered, "I thought I had bet on the wrong treasure, but there will be a bigger treasure here."

Yun Zhao closed his eyes, his heart was numb, and his brain was in sharp pain.

"Can I eat his soul?" Pillow Kun smiled, and suddenly became a lot more polite to Yun Zhao, "Anyway, it's stupid, and it's quite a demon." ”

Her lips were pale, and she didn't say anything in acquiescence.

Amid the chatter of the pillow kun, the sky gradually brightened, the rooster crowed and a thin layer of fog arose.

Yun Zhao opened her eyes, only to feel that her head was heavy like iron, her whole body was cold, she didn't fall asleep, but she seemed to dream of the tragic situation on Changxi Mountain, more than a hundred people died so pitifully and miserably, and the corpses were cold in winter.

Obviously, it was just an ordinary winter, but in this life, it was just that winter, so difficult. For Yun Zhao, the four seasons after that seemed to have turned into winter, and winter seemed to never end.

Between her breaths, she felt as if her nose and throat were frozen with ice ballast, and the cold winter breath was domineering and cruel, so that the last trace of warmth in her heart was also wiped out because of hatred.

"You have a fever," Pillow Kun watched her stand up, "where are you going?"

Yun Zhao didn't reply, she walked to the wooden box, and put her fingers on the talisman paper of Taoyuan.

Pillow Kun was a little surprised, "If you reveal it, you will betray your master's trust, and he will know." ”

Yun Zhao lifted the thin paper lightly, and the paper rune flashed and turned into fine black ash and fell.

There was movement in the box, Yun Zhao stood up and turned around and walked to the bed, flipping around, his movements became more and more irritable, and then her fingertips seemed to touch something, she paused, raised her hand to cover her face, and suppressed sobs sounded.

"Zhao ......," Jiusi's nervous voice was behind her.

She sniffed, her eyes moist and red, and she took out the cold object in her hand.

- It was the "Qingshuang" sword given to her by Yun Yan.

It patched up, tattered, and no longer able to sustain any blows.

Pillow Kun raised an eyebrow, "Where are you going?"

She held the fake Qingshuang sword, and her voice was muffled, "Go to the competition, go to the competition." ”

Everyone can go, why can't I go Yunzhao.