Chapter 32: Cultivating Evil Things

The carved wooden windows are open, allowing sunlight to penetrate the room, gathering a beam of light and shadow on the ground.

The boy sat on the bed, his eyes were black, his eyes were bloodshot, he hadn't slept all night, and he couldn't concentrate on the exercises as before. Tang Xiaocheng kept thinking of his life for more than ten years, among which, the unique work and joy added a ray of sunshine and a trace of fun to his life.

Tang Xiaocheng thought of the scene he peeked out of the window last night, and felt distressed and uncomfortable for the worker.

Last night, he dragged Gong Xunhuan to the Star Picking Tower in the Forbidden City, Tang Xiaocheng thought about it in an extreme way, and pushed Gong Xunhuan downstairs, so as not to suffer the humiliating jokes of others for the rest of her life......

Tang Xiaocheng recalled his crazy actions at that time, and he still couldn't help but feel palpitations, almost ruining his years of hard work; he was about to live up to the family cultivation, and he was going to let his old father and mother be laughed at by the clansmen.

"Tang Xiaocheng, do you want to go out for a few laps together?" Tang Guoxiong stood outside the window, probing into the window, blocking the sunlight shining into the room from outside.

Tang Xiaocheng raised his eyes, "The door is not closed, come in." ”

There was no light in the house, which made him uncomfortable. When Tang Guoxiong walked away, Tang Xiaocheng looked at the bright light, and suddenly felt dazzling, and his thoughts became more and more chaotic.

"Frankly speaking, is Gong Xunhuan your girlfriend?" Tang Guoxiong didn't want to gossip, but when he entered the house, he couldn't help but blurt out out with curiosity, looking at Tang Xiaocheng's face tired, thinking that he wouldn't answer, but he didn't expect Tang Xiaocheng to nod silently.

got a silent answer, and Tang Guoxiong didn't know what to say for a while.

The room was silent for a moment.

Tang Guoxiong couldn't bear the loneliness, and found a topic again: "Gong Xunhuan has no aura, do you plan to marry her or break off with her completely?" After asking, he had more concerns, and continued without waiting for Tang Xiaocheng to speak, "I think that even if the elders are enlightened, they will not agree to this kind of thing." What are you going to do?"

"I ......" Tang Xiaocheng hesitated for the first time. It took a night, and he couldn't be completely ruthless, he was reluctant to abandon his work to have fun, and said sullenly, "Let's see it later." ”

Tang Guoxiong's face was serious, "Then you have to promise not to be stupid like last night." Among our brothers, I admire you the most as a cousin, don't let me down! Even my father said that Tang Xiaocheng is the most willing to endure hardships, and the future is limitless!"

Tang Xiaocheng smiled bitterly.

There was two knocks on the door and it was pushed open.

Tang Min'an walked in, "You two guys ......" Seeing Tang Xiaocheng's haggard face, Tang Min'an glanced at Tang Guoxiong, "You little bastard, what did you do naughty things to annoy him by framing Xiaocheng?"

Tang Guoxiong was innocent, pushed Tang Xiaocheng's shoulder, and asked him to help explain.

Tang Xiaocheng had no choice but to briefly explain a few words to Tang Min'an for him.

There was a strange sound in the hallway, and after a while, Fu Jiaohao pushed the door in and looked at the three people in the house, "You are all here, why haven't you seen Xunhuan?" I just went to her house, and the door is also hidden. Do you know where she went?"

Before Fu Jiaohao set off, she promised Mrs. Fu to take good care of her work. This person disappeared early in the morning, and I heard a teacher who I knew last night say that on the way she led her students, she saw someone arguing in the Star Picking Building. Later, I found out that it was Gong Xunhuan and Tang Xiaocheng.

Fu Jiaohao paid attention to Tang Xiaocheng's expression.

"Maybe she doesn't adapt to the strange environment of this Forbidden City, so she goes out for a walk, right?" Tang Guoxiong suspiciously, "Gong Xunhuan has her fiery temper, whoever provokes her will be beaten, and she is in the Forbidden City, she should be fine." ”

Fu Jiaohao was a little uneasy, and opened the door and went out.

After crying all night, Shura Qing'er felt a little calmer, and she held the urn in her arms and looked at the intersection of the Killing Village.

In the daytime, there is no indication that there are terrible demons lurking in the village of killing. The sunlight shines on the seven-colored enchantment, and it is like a heavenly scene. Shura Qian'er stood up, holding the urn in her right hand and walked towards the entrance of the Killing Village.

Last night, she noticed that someone was following behind her, but fortunately, she often sneaked into the killing village, and was very familiar with this area, using spiritual power to conjure up a stand-in to enter the killing village, and the real body hid in the shadows to take fake death medicine, and escaped.

Listening to the conversation between the demon cultivator and Zhu Dezheng, it seems that they are looking for someone. Shura Qian'er stepped on the dry grass, her thoughts turned, she was imprisoned in the Forbidden City because of her eldest brother Shura Extinction, so she followed his tracks to the Forbidden City, and did everything possible to blend into the Forbidden City. I am not familiar with the place, and I asked myself if I didn't catch any powerful people in Central Plains City or Spirit Beast City?

Suddenly, Shura Qian'er's eyes flashed, and she remembered the handsome man hidden in the Killing Village.

He was almost sent to the ghoul city three months ago, and she saw that the man in the coffin was full of spiritual power, his bones were clear, and he was a natural cultivation wizard. So he had a bad idea, robbed the half-dead unconscious man, and secretly hid in the killing village, wanting to use it to cultivate evil things.

Shura Qian'er's heart was pounding violently, and a smile flashed in her eyes.

It would be fun if this man was cultivated as an evil creature and used it in conjunction with her sorcery - they would kill each other!

Shura Qian'er quickened her pace and ran towards that place. But last night, the stand-in was swallowed by a force, and she was also counterattacked, and at this time she accelerated her footsteps, and her body and mind were in pain.

If it weren't for the fact that she had accidentally heard that the Netherworld King Hanchen Sima had left the Forbidden City for a while, she would not have caused trouble in the area of the Forbidden City, nor would she have waited for the opportunity to cause chaos and break into the prison to save her eldest brother Shura.

Twice she almost succeeded: once Bi Fang Bird caused a fire, and she took the opportunity to sneak into the prison, but the defensive barrier was too strong. Another time, she found a secret method and used dozens of lives to break through several defensive barriers, and saw the Shura Extinction Dao, but was discovered at a critical moment......

Shura Qian'er hated it so much, if she hadn't been stumped by these fruitless things, she would have refined that man into an evil thing a long time ago and used it to deal with the demon Xiuyan and Zhu Dezheng!

After walking a few steps, Shura Qian'er noticed something unusual, and when she looked back, her whole body froze.

During the daytime in the Killing Village, there are usually no warlocks appearing, and she has been to the Killing Village several times, but she has never met anyone. But right now, she was followed by a man in a Taoist robe, covered in black mist.

With each step, he silently followed the step, like a ghost.

"What person?" Shura Qing'er scolded loudly with her left hand and her right hand tightly holding the urn.

The square floppy hat on the robed man's head was hung by dead branches, revealing several pink scratches on his face. Shura Qing'er hurriedly placed the urn on a high place and pulled out a steel whip from the storage ring.

The steel whip slashed through the air, blocking the footsteps of the robed man.

"Don't get away, you're welcome!" Shura Qing'er was angry and surprised, and her heart was anxious.

The robed man seemed to not hear the warning, and walked towards her, grinning, the laughter seemed to be mixed with the voices of many people at the same time, and it was terrifying to hear.

The black mist swirled around the man in the Taoist robe, his pale face was covered with pink scratches, his eyes were red, and all kinds of strange actions made Shura Qian'er dare not despise it anymore.

Several stalls in the Killing Village were smashed by the two of them fighting, and antique fans, jade pendants, books and other items were scattered all over the place.

The man in the robe is not afraid of pain or death, Shura Qian'er was injured in her left hand, and she was counterattacked because the stand-in was destroyed, and she gradually fell behind.