Sikong Yang directly hugged Taixia's waist, and as soon as her eyes blinked, the two appeared in the study.

The table belonging to Sikong Yang was already covered with bamboo slips, and Taixia noticed this and was slightly surprised.

The paper production in the Xuan Demon Continent has reached a very popular stage, and bamboo slips, which are inconvenient to record, have been eliminated for a long time, and there are a lot of bamboo slips in Sikong Yang's study, but she has never deliberately rummaged through them.

If it can be recorded with bamboo slips, it means that it is a record from a long time ago, maybe.

She had made a note of the wrong direction in the first place, and she was going to come and look for it one day.

"The one on your neck, it's not a scar."

Sikong Yang's night-like eyes looked at Zhu Jian, and his deep voice paused for a moment, as if he was hesitating.

Yu Taixia didn't urge, she touched the traces of the bulge, there was nothing special about it, it was just a piece of uneven meat.

In the end, he told the truth.

"That's the mark under the Hehuan Sect."

Hehuan Sect, Taixia is at a loss.

Is it a sect of cultivating immortals? What did they tag her for? Could it be that Tantai Xia secretly thought that they also knew what was special about her, the same as Sikong Yang?

But she has never been in contact with the people of the Hehuan Sect, it is true that she has not been low-key in the more than ten years in Gui'an City, but the immortals who have lived in Gui'an City can be counted on one hand, and she knows very well that there are no people from the Hehuan Sect.

"What's that?"

Regarding the matter of cultivating immortals, she just has a black eye, and her blind thinking is fruitless.

The master had taught her since she was a child not to be ashamed to ask, so she asked.

Sikong Yang knew that she lacked knowledge about cultivating immortals, so she didn't raise her head, her fingers clicked on the bookshelf, and a book flew into her hand.

"At the beginning, it is an introduction to the Hehuan Sect, and then ask after reading it."

Tantai Xia didn't raise his head when he saw him, probably the things in the bamboo slips were more important.

She sat down in her seat with the book in her hand and turned the first page.

The book introduces the Hehuan Sect in detail, including some of the things they have done, because of their special physique, most of their deeds can't escape the word love, and it is as exciting to read as the script, and it is interesting to read it in Taixia.

Sikong Yang finished reading the bamboo slip in his hand and glanced at Taixia.

She was holding the book and reading it with great interest, her eyes were not wrong, and she could see that her fingers scratched the table twice, and naturally she grabbed a void, so Sikong Yang knew what she had done the most in the Lin family.

Tang Taixia's hand was empty before she remembered that this was not in the Lin family, her eyes were in a trance for a moment, and she noticed Sikong Yang's gaze, and she quickly put down the book.

"I now fully know about the Hehuan Sect."

She lowered her head and secretly glanced at Sikong Yang.

He didn't have any expression, his eyes fell on her, but his mind wasn't on her.

Tantai Xia exhaled quietly, picked up the book again and read it.

"Taixia."

Half an hour later, Sikong Yang called her name.

"Huh?" Taixia raised his head from the book and looked at Sikong Yang suspiciously.

"What happened that night?"

His voice was soft, like a feather floating into the ears of Taixia, but it opened up the memory of that night.

The smoky room, the thing that resembles a torture instrument, the soft round bed, the ambiguous kisses, the man's low panting......

And the endless blood that can be shed......

Yes, she killed someone that night!

She suddenly fell into boundless fear, the book in her hand was thrown away, her head was held in her hands, her body trembled uncontrollably, the red blood in her eyes spread to her entire eyeball like a spider's web, and a little blood on her lips quickly emptied.

Sikong Yang teleported to her side, his eyes as deep as night stared at her eyes that had fallen into a nightmare, and said fiercely: "Tangtai Xia! ”

Tantai Xia's head suddenly ached, her long nails sank into her hair, and the pain from the outside world greatly relieved the pain inside, and her fingers became more and more forceful.

Sikong Yang grabbed her boneless wrist.

"Wake up, Taixia, it's all over." He softened his voice.

She didn't hear him, her mind going through the experience of that night over and over again, the feeling of the man's fingertips scratching her skin, the feeling of her stabbing the dagger into his body, the feeling of being soaked in warm blood, kept intertwining back and forth in her mind, intensifying.

He let out a rapid scream, and then fell silent.

Her eyes were staring blankly into the distance, her face was pale, all her spirits were screaming out with her scream, she was now a breathing corpse.

"That day, I ran back to the inn."

Her voice did not rise or fall, like a bystander recounting the experience of that night.

As she spoke, those intense emotions dissipated little by little, and she still had the leisure to observe Sikong Yang's expression.

He was always thinking calmly.

This was beyond the expectations of Taixia, she thought, it turned out, it was just what she thought.

When she finished, she lowered her long crow-feathered eyelashes and gasped softly.

"Interesting." This is Sikong Yang's reaction after listening.

Yutai Xia raised a self-deprecating smile, his eyes closed hard, and when he opened his eyes, he was already out of that emotion.

"What are you talking about?"

Sikong Yang's fiery fingertips tapped the scar on her neck, and Yutai Xia shook it invisibly.

"It's this. Moreover, I remember that the current sect leader of the Hehuan Sect is called Jiang Nanxiao. ”

Taixia's eyes widened suddenly!

It turns out that she killed a sect master?

She lowered her hands and stretched out her hands to look at them, and a storm set off in her heart, she was able to kill an immortal with extraordinary strength!

"Don't think about it." Sikong Yang ruthlessly pierced her imagination, "What you killed was just a puppet attached to his consciousness." ”

Even if the Hehuan Sect is not good, as a sect master, Jiang Nanxiao also has the strength to distract himself in one step, where is it that a mortal in Taixia can easily erase.

Her eyes darkened.

"Aren't you curious why you're being targeted by the Hehuan Sect?" He leaned into the ear of Tantaixia and said in a seductive tone.

Tantai Xia was actually curious, and her intuition told her that what the Hehuan Sect wanted and what Sikong Yang wanted were the same thing.

She didn't want to know.

"How do you undo that mark."

Sikong Yang shook his head, stood up and sat back in his chair.

"I almost know how to do it, and I'm still close to the introduction." He picked up the bamboo slip again and looked at it, and he was no longer distracted from Taixia.

Tang Taixia didn't want to join the Hehuan Sect, she asked, "What is it?" ”

"White mandala flowers."

This kind of talk is not unfamiliar to Taixia, but the question is-

"Isn't this a variety unique to Wanxiang City? It was said that it could not be transplanted anywhere else at all, so we ......"

She didn't say the second half of the sentence, Sikong Yang must have understood what she meant.

"Five days later, there will be an annual flower god festival in Wanxiang City, Luo Hua has been thinking about it for a long time, and begged me to take her." He didn't say anything else, it seemed that he said something unrelated, and Taixia immediately understood what he meant.

He didn't always have his divine sense all over the palace, but nothing escaped his eyes.

Taixia's breath stagnated.

"I'll talk to Luohua again."

She stood up, her back drenched in cold sweat, and she almost got her clothes wet.

"The little girl is also soft-hearted, she likes some shiny things, and I have some in the secret room, you might as well find and coax her."

Sikong Yang "kindly" mentioned two sentences.

He got it!

Tantai Xia screamed in her heart, the blood in her whole body rushed to her heart, and her fingertips were cold.

"Okay, I'll go find out."

His legs were so stiff that he couldn't take a step, and he didn't know how he got out of the study.

Her face flushed with suffocation, and she took a breath before she could suffocate.

Sikong Yang knew about her and Lin Xiangchen!!

She sat down slowly against the wall, her hands clasped on her knees, her mind in a mess.

She still has a chance, the Flower God Sacrifice in Wanxiang City is the last opportunity for Lin Xiangchen to escape.

Calming her mind, she went to the place where she entered the secret room.

It was unremarkable, and if Luo Hua hadn't taken her to the secret room, she wouldn't have imagined that this would be the entrance to the secret room until she died.

She stepped forward in a few steps, her fingers touching the mechanism that opened the door.

But he kept shaking.

She was terrified, and she had to admit that the man's tragedy had come back to her mind, and it was the first time she had seen the old man die so horribly, which she had only seen in the book before.

If it hadn't taken over her body and distracted her, she didn't know what would have happened.

Calm down, Tantai Xia told herself in her heart.

Sikong Yang said that greedy people will die without a place to be buried, and she doesn't want to take other things, those things that don't know if they are monsters or animals, can they be identified.

She didn't know.

Stretching out the head is also a knife, and shrinking the head is also a knife. Taixia closed her eyes, her fingers quickly jumping back and forth on the wall, and after a while, a gap opened in the middle of the wall.

Closing her eyes, she stepped inside.

The door closed at the back, and she opened her eyes.

The torches on either side were blazing, just as she had been when she came in that day.

Tantai Xia looked at the room on the right, where a thick screen was erected, and he didn't know what was inside.

The hand hanging at her side clenched into a fist, and she stepped along.

Sikong Yang sat on the main hall, the green jade reflected the light, and a huge light curtain formed in the air, he sat on the white jade chair, turned out a pot of wine, and watched Taixia walk in.

Luo Hua walked over wiltedly and lay on Sikong Yang's lap with a lonely expression.

"King, why do men grow up?"

Sikong Yang didn't answer her, raised his head and took a sip of wine.

Luo Hua didn't have to answer, she unintentionally raised her head and saw Tan Tai Xia walking into the first room in the secret room.

"Miss Tai!"

Sikong Yang was very satisfied with her reaction, and said with a smile: "She heard that there are gems in here to make you happy, so she went alone." ”

"Luohua, will you be happy?"