Early in the morning, Yi Xuan was fully prepared early, waiting to go down the mountain to find the person who returned to the sun.

She was sitting in the carriage of the Xuanzheng Yuan at the moment, and learned that they would stay in the village under the mountain for a while, and then rush to the inn where the cult is located.

The owner of the inn over there has been replaced by the master of the Xuanzheng Yuan in advance, and it is an absolutely safe place.

Yang Quli's invading white dog was lying quietly beside Yi Xuan at this moment.

He suggests that Yi Xuan should not worry about not being able to collect the soul, and just think about how to obtain the soul of the Bright Bird.

But as long as Ji is happy, Yi Xuan doesn't know how to start.

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Villages and towns under the mountain.

Ji Le didn't get out of the carriage and reminded Yi Xuan not to stay too long.

Yi Xuan responded to Ji Le's cry and ran straight to the only Han-style building in the entire village and town with the white dog.

The villages and towns are close to the Xuanzheng Yuan, so they naturally recognize the appearance of the Xuanzheng Yuan's women, and they respect Yi Xuan and Ji Le very much.

Yi Xuan ran all the way to the house, and a young man stood looming at the door of the house.

The man was thin and weak, leaning against a pillar, his breath even, as if he was prepared.

That's him.

The white dog was the first to lean over and linger beside the man.

"You did find me, Yixuan."

It is really Yanxu, it is the person who was born in the sun, and he has been waiting here for a long time.

"How did you recognize me?" Yi Xuan stepped forward, his eyes shining, and gently lifted his cuffs, reconfirming that the sigil was him.

"Is this Yang Quli?" Yan Xu dodged Yi Xu's question and teased the white dog hovering beside him with her legs.

"Hmm......" Yi Xuan glanced at the white dog on the ground who was grinning angrily at Yan Xu with some embarrassment.

"Do you know the goal this time?" Yan Xu didn't have any extra expressions and continued to ask.

The words are very soft, but they are steady in the ear.

"It is the national teacher ...... of the Xuanzheng Yuan"

Yi Xuan reluctantly reported this name, and felt that something was inappropriate, if it was Yanxu, it would be some earth-shattering behavior......

"Don't worry about the target first, you come to the southern Mukang Town first, and I took over the task of the Xuanzheng Yuan...... The senior sister who is traveling with her is very important to the national teacher......"

"Is it okay......" Yi Xuan still inquired in tone, with a hint of aggrieved longing.

Yan Xu smiled, and for a moment, it seemed to be back in his own Gao Ming's body.

"Okay." He glanced at Yi Xuan, his gaze turned to the white dog, and then turned back to Yi Xuan, "You go first, I will look for you." ”

"Hmm!"

Yi Xuan gave Yan Xu a trusting look, picked up the white dog, and walked on the same road.

She didn't know how the cult was organized and how powerful its leader was.

Although Yang Quli has lost most of his combat effectiveness in his group now, there is still one Yanxu that she can trust.

There is also Nan Qi, although she is only a remnant soul, but that gentle power, she feels it, and she has always been by her side.

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At night, they finally arrived at the town of Mukang.

The inn arranged by the Xuanzheng Yuan is still in a normal state of operation, magnificent and magnificent, and three private rooms isolated from the outside world are opened on the top floor to provide official use, and Yi Xuan and Ji Le are arranged separately.

After receiving a message from the Sect Master, they captured a famous dancer, who was supposed to go alone tonight to dance to the sect leader Han Xiu.

After many discussions among everyone, Ji Le planned to replace the dancing girl to meet Han Xiu.

Yi Xuan waited under the cult mountain gate, ready to be called at any time.

Yang Quli naturally wanted to go with Yi Xuan.

Ji Le understood very well in his heart that Bu Qianjiao asked Xian'er to go with him, in fact, he wanted Xian'er to be the substitute ghost.

Bu Qianyi didn't tell Ji Le about the identity of Yi Xu's spiritual vein, and Ji Le naturally had a little more pity for this fellow junior sister, she was unwilling.

Ji Le has his own thoughts in his heart.

If he can't defeat that Han Xiu, with his own ability, it should be feasible to escape.

She went back to her room, changed into her green clothes, and put on the crimson dance costume of the dancing queen.

That dance, Bu Qianjiao is afraid that he will not be able to appreciate it at first sight.

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The dancing girl used to wait for the protégé to pick up and drop off in the tightly guarded attic, but now the pavilion is a sneaking in.

The carriage and horses were bumpy, and Ji Le silently recalled the rhythm of the dance in his heart, and there was a trace of nervousness.

I don't know if this mountain is under the influence of a cult, the color of the trees is dark, tall and gloomy, birds are scarce, cut off from life, clean and transparent.

The driver did not make a sound, and the atmosphere was terrifyingly oppressive.

The entrance to the sect was embedded in a boulder on the mountainside, there were not many congregants on the side of the road, and the carriage traveled to the remote road, the road was bumpy, and Ji Le only felt that the building in front of him was bright, and it was not long before the group stopped in front of a Han-style cornice.

"Girl, the sect leader is waiting for you inside."

The coachman got out of the carriage with Ji Le in his arms and pointed out the road ahead of her.

The dancer told them that they only needed to go in and dance.

Ji Le straightened his clothes, followed the behavior of the dancing girl, and walked towards the door, the door behind him was closed, and the sect members retreated one by one.

Ji Le's scalp was numb, and he seemed to have stepped into something that he shouldn't enter.

Longtan Tiger's Den, today is also what she must break into.

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Yi Xuan waited for news at the bottom of the mountain, let Yang Qu leave, and ambushed many people from the Xuanzheng Yuan in the surrounding forests.

Yan Xu sneaked in quietly and blended into Yi Xu's side.

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The water is steamy.

Ji Le walked inside, the red pillar carved railing, the veil hung all over the road in front of her, and the warm steam hit her face, I don't know what her face looks like at this moment.

She could faintly hear the sound of flowing water inside, and the crisp sound of people thrashing on the water.

The water swelled on her face, and her eyes were a little moist.

Lifting the heavy veil, a hot spring pool was revealed in front of me, and a platform was set up in the pool, and the water vapor was pervasive, hazy and blurry.

There was an ambiguous and lingering atmosphere all around.

"Here we are..."

The silhouette of a man faintly appeared in the mist, leaning on the edge of the hot spring pool, his hair was scattered, his clothes were floating on the water of the pool, and many fine wines were scattered around the edge of the pool.

With such specifications, it should be the sect leader Han Xiu.

The face is fair, the phoenix eyes are amorous, the man has a hint of a woman's charm, there are thousands of Polish eyes, but the bottom of the eyes is as hard as a rock, exuding the domineering and majesty of the lord of a door.

Wine and beauty, Han Xiu was also dressed in a red robe, which faded a lot in the pool, buried in the pool water, and enjoyed the life of this wine pond like a forest of meat.

The red clothes moved with the waves, and they did not stop for a moment.

"Let's start......" Han Xiu's voice was wild and uninhibited, hoarse and sluggish, and it came steadily into Ji Le's ears.

Ji Le saluted, recalling the dance in his mind......

The mist was light, and the wind chimes hanging on the roof were hit by the sleeves and splashes, playing a pleasant Ding Ling sound, holding hands, gentle and graceful, Ji Le quietly approached Han Xiu through dance.

The man in front of her had slender eyebrows and was very charming, and her sleeves inadvertently touched Han Xiu's body, evoking the slightest itching feeling......

The essence of this dance, in the depths of the dance, can evoke people's memories, thereby paralyzing people's five senses.

She tried her best to make the person in front of her fantasies.

The purest and most splendid appearance of this dance should be dedicated to him.

Han Xiu...... Why......

Han Xiu's thoughts seemed to be disturbed, a trace of confusion.

In front of his eyes, the figure standing in front of him that night, covered in blood, the sharp pain above his head, and the heart-rending roar of the girl.

Who's that......

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Ji Le saw that Han Xiu's state had changed, so he went straight forward, turned out a scimitar from his sleeve, and slashed towards Han Xiu's neck.

……

In the next second, Ji Le's hand was immediately shaken away, and she went straight to Han Xiu's sober and murderous eyes.

How could it be!

Is this man so cold-blooded and ruthless!

Ji Le didn't have time to think about it, her body was pressed by Han Xiu, Han Xiu's hand stuck her throat, and pressed Ji Le into the water.

The water in the pool churned, blending into the hair of the two, turning into the color of black ink, which was indistinguishable for a while.

The warm spring water was constantly poured into her ears and nose, Ji Le desperately held her breath, but she felt that the pressure on her neck had made her breathless, and her nasal cavity was very sour, she really wanted to let go of her mouth and take a big breath, and she kept spitting out bubbles in her mouth.

No more...... This person's skills are really profound.

She barely opened her eyes, reluctantly pulled out another blade as thin as a cicada's wings from her waist, and hysterically threw it towards the red under the water, a touch of red spread from between her clothes, Han Xiu's hand loosened, and Ji Le took the opportunity to turn his waist and jump out of the water.

The pool water was churning, and she saw that the person in front of her had a gloomy face, and that face was somewhat familiar, déjà vu, but she couldn't think of it for a while......

For a second, she was in a trance.

Han Xiu flew up and slapped a palm on Ji Le's chest, and the internal force poured in, shaking the internal organs.

Ji Le spurted out a mouthful of blood, a tearing pain in his chest, and the whole person fell heavily on the stage.

Han Xiu stood up and seemed to be walking in the direction of Ji Le.

Ji Le knew that he was no match for the enemy, so he endured the pain, quickly got up and stumbled towards the door.

The blood was drenched in a long way, and the footsteps behind him did not stop, and Han Xiu kept following.

Ji Le was wrapped in a thick wet suit, and he could only escape with one hand on his chest.

The road was rough, she was almost half-falling, the dizziness caused by the blood loss had already begun, and the cold of the wet body and blood loss deepened her weakness one after another.

Her other hand grasped the trees one after another, and the pain in her hand was to ensure that she would not fall and get up.

The heart began to ache, and the whole chest seemed to be broken, painful, sore, and even more broken.

The blood flowed down and blended with her clothes, and the smell of blood was thick in the air.

Ji Le kept looking behind anxiously, but she didn't see Han Xiu's shadow, but she still didn't dare to slack off at all times, although every time she gasped, her lungs were irritated and painful, and it was difficult to circulate, in order to escape, she was still panting.

Her limbs became weaker and weaker, her hands and feet became weaker and weaker, her eyelids were heavy, she was cold and didn't want to move, and finally Ji Le fell down and fainted in the mountains.

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Privy council.

Bu Qianguan suddenly felt a palm-like pain in his chest, got up, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

A chill swept in.

He panicked, and he put a concentric spell on Ji Le, and her condition would be reflected on him at the same time, and this situation must be Ji Le's encounter.

His eyes wandered, and he thought quickly.

Ignoring the affairs that had not yet been dealt with, he casually explained a few words, and he was ready to cast a spell directly and rush to Mu Kang Town.

Ji Le ...... Waiting...... His heart hurt so much that he couldn't imagine the pain of Ji Le.

Is it coming so fast...... Much sooner than he expected......

Is it too late after all......