It was eerily quiet in the cell.

In this dark dungeon, the occasional crackling of a campfire can be heard.

After a long time, Jiang Qiubai hesitated and spoke: "Senior brother, are you saying that she is Gu Wei in disguise?" ”

The Gu family is just a third-rate family, and Gu Wei was even more disgusted and driven out of the Gu family and fell into the black market, this life trajectory is simple and clear, but since Gu Wei's time in the black market, it is precisely the opportunity for Gu Wei to change.

The inexplicable transformation of the character, the inexplicable restoration of the foundation, and even the inexplicable promotion of qualifications all arouse suspicion.

But if she really pretended to be Gu Wei, why didn't she hide these changes in the slightest?

Suspicious and contradictory.

For a moment, Jiang Qiubai's brows tightened.

Wen Dongting slumped back on the bed, put his hands on pillows, looked at the dark and dilapidated wall, and smiled with interest: "Who knows? ”

"Perhaps, she is really God's long-lost daughter."

Unable to find an answer for the time being, Jiang Qiubai put his suspicions on this matter aground, as if he remembered something, and said: "It is said that the head of the sect has exchanged news with several other heavenly sects, and the Taishang Sect and the Nine Dust Sect will send disciples to discuss this matter. ”

"The Nine Dust Sect and the Sword Sect are separated by 108,000 miles, what are they doing here?" Wen Dongting seemed to be very unwilling to see Jiuchenmen, "Drive out." ”

Jiang Qiubai groaned and said: "It is said that it is the rare genius of the Nine Dust Gate for a thousand years, the legendary son of luck, the future star of the Dao Gate, who happened to travel to our side, and by the way, he came to talk to us on behalf of the Nine Dust Gate, oh no, discuss big things." ”

Wen Dongting sneered: "This world has really changed, and anything can bring a lot of honors." ”

Jiang Qiubai coughed lightly: "Senior brother, are you jealous?" ”

"Get out."

After explaining everything clearly, Jiang Qiu rolled out in vain.

As he left the dungeon, he looked back at the plaque at the top of the cell door - "Prison for the Wicked".

The night of Jinghua Peak is bleak and cold, and the moon is like practice, as if it is lonely and cold above the nine heavens.

In this quiet night, Gu Yunying was sitting in a tree in a daze.

Since she walked away with Cheng Jiang, she has always remained alone, luring the arrival of demon cultivators, but until now, she has not encountered other demon cultivators.

So, she had to start wondering-

"This year's demon cultivation is not good."

"Have you ever thought that you are hiding too closely?" Liheng's voice sounded in her head, with a hint of helplessness.

Gu Yunying leaned against the trunk of the tree and yawned: "I'm just sitting on the trunk of a tree in the woods behind the Jinghuafeng canteen, and they can't find me, because they can't get home." ”

"You don't want to meet Demon Cultivator at all."

Broken by a word, Gu Yunying snorted coldly: "The dignified Sword Sect, you even want me, a disciple who didn't enter the door, to find the demon cultivator, everyone else eats dry food?" It's clear that it's a temptation for me, and I'm stupid to do a thankless job to help them find out the magic cultivator. ”

She had guessed the true purpose of the task given to her by the Sword Sect from the very beginning, thinking that it was very likely that she would be secretly monitored for her actions, so she would restrict Li Heng from making random moves and showing up casually.

As a result, when she left Chengjiang, Li Heng noticed the fluctuation of the illusion, and only then did she react, they had been in the illusion array.

Knowing this fact, Gu Yunying immediately stopped doing it, and directly hid herself, never letting other trialists find her, just waiting for the end of the second round of trials.

Looking at Gu Yunying's series of lazy actions, Li Heng sighed and asked, "Since you know that the people of the Sword Sect are also examining your words and deeds, can't you behave a little better, impress them, and then expose your true nature after entering the Sword Sect?" ”

"I'm not such a hypocritical person, and I will never let others have any wrong perceptions of me that I shouldn't have." Gu Yunying rejected Liheng's proposal without thinking.

Liheng was silent for a long time, and found that she had never hidden her true nature.

"Someone's coming." He snapped up.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps under the woods, as if a group of people were cautiously sneaking around.

Gu Yunying lowered his head slightly, and saw that there were about seven or eight people walking towards this side, wearing ribbons of the same color on their hands, it should be a group of people, with a strong smell of blood on their bodies, but there were not many injuries, they looked back from time to time, their faces were frightened, as if they were hiding from something.

"They're all running here, those monsters won't chase after them." Someone swallowed and said comfortingly.

"It's really blood mold that has been poured for eight lifetimes, how can the Sword Sect have such a thing as a corpse puppet that lacks virtue?!" Someone was cursing in a low voice, but his voice was shaky, hiding great fear.

Corpse golems?

Gu Yunying's eyes narrowed slightly, she remembered this kind of thing.

It was something that appeared in the early stage of the original book, a puppet made from the corpse of a monk, fearless of any pain and poison, and its power was huge, even beyond the six realms.

It is rumored that a top-level corpse puppet can re-derive its own spiritual intelligence, as if it is reborn, which can be called another immortal technique.

Therefore, there was a period of time, whether it was the two realms of righteousness and demons, many monks were pursuing this way of immortality, but it suddenly broke out that the corpse puppet derived from the spiritual wisdom was nothing but a deception of demon cultivation.

The contradiction between the two realms of good and evil intensified, which led to the prelude to the start of the war between good and demon.

After the demon cultivator withdrew from people's field of vision a thousand years ago, this corpse puppet technique had been completely wiped out, until the heroine Gu Qianxue accidentally discovered the corpse puppet, which exposed the fact that the demon cultivator had infiltrated the righteous path.

Could it be that this is the time to go?

Gu Yunying thought about it seriously, thinking about how she should make trouble in this plot.

"It's foggy." Suddenly, Liheng's reminder rang in her ears.

For it was a great night, and even though the moonlight was clear, it still did not illuminate all the shadows in the woods, and as the group said this, wisps of mist shrouded the area at great speed, and in only half an hour the shadows of the surrounding black trees gradually turned into a milky white mist, revealing a dangerous aura.

And this dangerous fog was silently approaching from behind, so fast that it almost caught them a hundred paces away.

The group was still walking unconsciously, talking, thinking they had escaped.

"Have you heard, the people of Nandou Pavilion seem to be all dead, and all the people of the Li family are missing, and there are only the people of Yashentang left, and there is one of them who can chop horses, which is particularly fierce, so that four or five teams of people are broken."

"It seems that the one who went through the back door is also in the team of the Eight Gods Hall, do you guess, is it that the Sword Sect deliberately grouped it like this?"

"No, the Sword Sect is a great sect that has stood for many years, and it has always enjoyed a clear reputation......"

"Hmph, you don't know, I inquired earlier, the most famous seat of the Sword Sect is the first seat of the Forgotten Peak, he's about to die!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone else exclaimed.

That was a legend that the sword cultivators, and even all the righteous path cultivators, had heard since childhood, and they were like gods.

Gu Yunying was also very puzzled, was his completely unreliable master really so powerful?

At the same time, her afterglow also looked behind her, although it was empty, she knew that Li Heng was behind her.

If Shen Yipi is so good, is it also a fox who can tie with Shen Yipi......

"Fog! Why is it foggy again!? "Someone finally noticed the changes around them and was hysterical.

"Oh no, we still haven't run out of that fog!"

There were even desperate sobs.

At this moment, in the depths of the mist, there was a faint sound of bells.

Jingle bells, jingle bells......

The voice was crisp and hollow, as if it was coming slowly from the darkness, carrying a cold mist along the way.

The eerie bell was accompanied by a beastly roar.

"It's coming! It's coming! It's coming! ”

Gu Yunying held her breath, she saw a humanoid thing in the mist, the thing was stiffly twisted, as if the joints on its body were rusty, and its hands and feet were crawling forward, but it ran over at an extremely fast speed, like a terrifying humanoid beast.

She couldn't help but shake her head when she saw the group of people fleeing in a hurry, with no idea of resisting at all.

This trialist can't do it.

Immediately, she wanted to jump, to see what the legendary corpse golem was like.

Suddenly, the corpse puppet jumped out violently, and the rich smell of putrid came to its face, and it looked around, and the dark and empty eye holes were crawling with white fat maggots, and its body was also bruised and purple, and there were several pieces of carrion hanging from its thighs and abdomen, and as it moved, the carrion flowed pus, and viscously dripped to the ground, making a corrosive sound.

Gu Yunying swallowed her saliva, and her right foot, which was about to jump off, slowly retracted.

The corpse golem lay on the ground, sniffed like a beast, turned its head to look behind him, and whispered a few words, as if talking to the master behind him.

Another jingle sounded, and a figure walked up to him, humming a little tune.

This minor key is incomparably clear in the silent and eerie woods.

Gu Yunying listened to the tune, and suddenly felt inexplicably familiar, as if she had heard it countless times, so it was hidden in her memory, and she automatically recalled the second half of the tune.

"Oh, those people went separately, I don't know which one to chase?" The man listened to the roar of the corpse puppet, which was automatically translated into human words, and there was a little doting when he spoke.

The corpse golem screamed anxiously, as if hungry for the flesh and blood of the living.

"Don't worry, I'll show you the way."

The man laughed darkly, and shook a soul-calming bell in his hand, one by one, spreading out in all directions.

Suddenly, the woods remembered the echo of the bell.

Gu Yunying was taken aback, in this wide space, there should be no echo.

Suddenly, the man turned his head one hundred and eighty degrees, and raised his head as if he had no bones, revealing a pale and smiling face.

The soul bell in her hand pointed to her position.

"Look, isn't there one who hasn't escaped?"