Anonymous soon found out that Chu Xiyao had taken the sword from the refining room and ran out of the nameless coffin regardless of his image, it was necessary for him to educate the young master about his ruined behavior.

Chu Xiyao doesn't think she's a loser, and I believe everyone won't think so.

In the three days of waiting for the opening of the Shiquan Secret Realm, Chu Xiyao planned to break through the hundred silks, just as Chu Xiyao was about to enter meditation, Anonymous appeared in the stone house like a ghost, which startled Chu Xiyao.

"Young master, did you take the sword in the refining room?" Seeing that the person who came was an anonymous person, Chu Xiyao scattered the hundred threads collected in his hand.

"Oh, did you say that broken sword? "Isn't it just a sword, Chu Xiyao thought.

"You... You, you ......" Anonymous pointed at Chu Xiyao and was so angry that he couldn't speak.

It seems like...... What did he do again, Chu Xiyao shrunk her neck like a quail, and muttered, "Isn't it just a broken sword." ”

"That's not a broken sword. The voice was even more angry because of the nameless almost pointed at Chu Xiyao's nose and scolded.

Chu Xiyao continued to pretend to be quails. Anyway, the sword is gone, and I won't want it back.

"That's not Zhou Jian, you actually gave it away casually. ”

"No, Zhou Jian is one of the top ten famous swords in the fairy world, you ...... You ......" Anonymous almost ran out of breath.

Chu Xiyao continued to pretend to be quails, and there was no more sense of security than pretending to be quails.

Looking at the lovely Chu Xiyao, most of the anger of the anonymous clan disappeared, and he sat on the stone bench and poured himself a cup of tea, calmed his mood for a while, and then said: "Buzhou Sword is famous in the fairy world, King Zhenjiang used Buzhou Sword to exchange for the Reincarnation Pill from the Medicine Emperor, and then was put into the nameless coffin, every weapon in the refining room has its story, and they need a real owner instead of giving it away." ”

"Is it worth the King of Zhenjiang to exchange a famous sword for an elixir?" Chu Xiyao tilted her head and sniffed Anonymous, obviously she didn't pay attention to Anonymous's words hinting at not being a loser.

"She once said that she would redeem ......... same treasure in the future" Anonymous fell into memories again, and deep memories became a burden for him.

"What happened? What did she ransom it with? Or did she not redeem it?"

"I don't know, but then ...... She has no chance to redeem it...", and Anonymous disappeared after saying that. Chu Xiyao wanted to continue asking, but she could only stop when the person was gone.

However, the two of them don't know that there is a certain number in the dark.

......

This night, like the night of the wild dog, was unstable. But the people in the town are used to it, because it is people who die.

Yanjia.

The screams, cries, and cries for help from the tall and heavy mahogany doors did not arouse people's ideas, and the sleeping people were woken up and turned over and went back to sleep, and the sleepless people who had nightmares at night sat on the bed and listened to the sounds coming from afar, only feeling that it was not a lonely night.

Morning. The ice-enclosed, tall, heavy mahogany door opened, and a woman dressed in red came out, carrying a bloodied sword.

The mahogany door was wide open, and the blood gushed out like a flood and accumulated on the streets, and the ice slag of blood in the blood water was cold, making the blood viscous, so that it would not flow all over the town in front of the door. The smell of thick blood attracted the bloodthirsty vultures that fed on carrion in the forest, and the crows in the sky, which were black and oppressive, entrenched for months without leaving.

The rhythm of life in the town is still in order, and the events of last night have not become a part of their lives, and no one is going to talk about it, as if it were insignificant.

......

Three days later, Chu Xiyao turned one hundred silks into five hundred silks, which was her upper limit, and the thickness of her soul power could only be practiced five hundred silks.

Before leaving, she recruited the emerald lark and the gopher, but there was still no news of the ape, she asked every emerald lark and every gopher had no trace of him, and she asked the ants on the ground, the insects on the trees, and all kinds of birds flying in the sky, but there was no news of him. Fortunately, the breeze in the air couldn't speak, otherwise she would have caught it and asked again.

This made her wonder if Ape Rock had never been in the town, and that it would have been safe if he had stayed in the Inferno Forest.

Chu Xiyao was still not at ease, so she cut down the tree in front of the door with local materials, took down a circle of wooden stakes covered with annual rings, and carved a fortune chart on it with evil ghosts. A rudimentary horoscope, an accurate horoscope, each grid is carefully calculated with Taiyi arithmetic.

Using Saru's past to extrapolate his future, everything has a definite cause and effect, and the result can be found by following the cause. Chu Xiyao deduced the reason why he met her with the help of Ape Rock, and after a few times, the results showed that his fortune was booming, and he was in full swing.

She was not at ease, so she summoned the emerald lark and the drill gopher again to give instructions, and then went to the secret realm of Shiquan with peace of mind. After that, no matter where Chu Xiyao went, she never changed her name or surname, and she changed her appearance, and it was the same during the period of escape, she was afraid that Ape Yan would not find her.

She closed the door of the stone house and prepared to go. The meeting place was at the foot of the mountain of the sect, and the leader of the team was the three peak masters, and they rode to the windward eagle.

Chu Xiyao came late, and the three of them had been sitting on the windward eagle and waiting for a long time.

"Slut, you did it on purpose to keep us waiting for you so long. Ji Miao said.

"Thank you, you've been waiting for a long time. Chu Xiyao apologized to the Lord of the Three Peaks, Wu Yu.

"Alright, let's go. "The Three Peaks Main Road.

Chu Xiyao looked at the windward eagle that was unseated on the side, it should have been left for her, "heh" Ji Miao sneered, "I won't ride the windward eagle, I'll teach you." As long as you say I'm a slut. ”

Chu Xiyao untied the saddle tied to the windward eagle, threw it to the ground, and said, "I know, you are a slut." ”

"You...... Fool, unsaddle and fall out of mid-air, save me from killing you. Ji Miao originally wanted to scold, but when he saw Chu Xiyao throw away the saddle, he was in a better mood again.

Chu Xiyao ignored her, chattering endlessly at 'ignore her', she jumped over and lay on the back of the windward eagle, the windward eagle was not very tall, Chu Xiyao was lying on the eagle's head, and her feet could hang down along the eagle's body.

Seeing this scene, the Lord of the Three Peaks opened his mouth and didn't know what to say, closed it again, hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's go." ”

The four windward eagles took off one after another, and the three of them all tightly clung to the rope around the necks of the windward eagles, while Chu Xiyao lay leisurely on the eagle's back, feeling the soft breeze blowing from the sky, thinking that it would be better to hear a clear flute at this time.

Ji Yaoze's face turned red, why? Why didn't she fall to her death?

If Chu Xiyao knew her thoughts, she would definitely say: No why, my sister's blood is noble, you can't envy it.

It's just that he took pity on the little eagle under Chu Xiyao, and he was afraid that the person on his back would be bumpy, so he flew extra carefully. Therefore, whether it is a soft breeze blowing in the air or a smooth and smooth 'bed' underneath, it is perfect for sleeping.

I don't know how long it took, because she slept for a while, and when the windward eagle landed, she woke up.

The Fuling Sect is worthy of being a small sect in a remote place, and the number of Fuling Sects is the smallest among the forces lined up at the entrance of the Shiquan Secret Realm, from a hundred people in the big forces, to fifty people, to thirty or twenty people, none of them are as thin as the Fuling Sect, only three people.

There was sarcasm, ridicule in my ears.

"You see, there are only three people in that sect. ”

"yes, there is still a face. ”

"If it were me, I wouldn't be here, haha. ”

Ji Jiao's face was full of iron when he heard this, and he was stopped by the Three Peaks Lord when he wanted to go up to the 'theory', and they couldn't afford to provoke any force.

Chu Xiyao looked around indifferently, as long as she could get in, she didn't care what way it went. She was looking for Yan Yihan, and she didn't know anything about the slaughter of the Yan family.

"The proprietor" Chu Xiyao followed the voice to find it, it was a pair of cold eyes, colder than the feeling of blood and rain and gluttony, the kind of coldness that penetrated deep into her heart, like a wolf in the middle of the night.

She stood in the crowd, very prominent, Chu Xiyao remembered that her clothes were tea blue Luo skirts before she went out, but now they turned irregular red, and there was a strong smell of blood on them.

The people around her made way for her.

The blood light rising from her body pierced people's eyes, because the blood did not dissipate for three days after killing too many people, and the resentment of the dead was accumulated on her, Chu Xiyao could feel their grievances before they died, the cries for help, the miserable screams, and the unwilling wails......

The broken sword, the hilt of the sword was stained with blood, and a sense of guilt rolled in Chu Xiyao's heart...... The broken sword glowed brightly in her hand......

Looking at those cold eyes again, at this moment, Chu Xiyao understood better than ever......

The girl who threw herself in her arms and wept never came back.

Is that called an evil sword like this?Or is it her nature?Chu Xiyao closed her eyes sadly and replied, "Hmm." She didn't want to talk to a butcher who didn't have warmth, and she didn't want to see the strange appearance of that stubborn girl, and her heart was broken.

Yan Yihan stood beside Chu Xiyao and remained silent, the cold ice in his body was unrestrained, the cold air was released, and the temperature around him dropped several times.

The secret realm has already been opened, but the power of the Fuling Sect is weak, so he is the last one to enter.

The ghost cultivators were afraid that others would take the lead, so they rushed to get in, and they sped up, and soon arrived at Fuling Sect, where Ji Miao took the entry card and led the team to enter, while Yan Yihan was alone, because she was the only one who came out after she returned to Yan's house.

After Chu Xiyao followed Ji Yao in, she found that Yan Yihan was not behind her, and there was no trace of her around. She couldn't help but feel sad again.

Before she had time to look at the surrounding environment, Chu Xiyao quickly left the place, she didn't want to stay with Ji Yao.

"Slut, you stop. Ji Yao's angry voice came from behind him, and Chu Xiyao's speed accelerated.

"Don't chase me yet. Ji Yao said to Wu Yao.

Later, Chu Xiyao didn't know what she said, and she walked away.

Chu Xiyao made sure that Ji Miao didn't follow and stopped, and at this time, he heard the sound of the piano in the distance, coming from all directions, the sound of the piano was melodious, and the sound was in his ears.