The fairy in white stood on top of the tall building, the snow shadow was slender and graceful, and the dress did not stick to the rain.

Her face is covered with a layer of tulle, graceful and cold, like inky green silk combed into a simple and elegant bun, with a pale gold jade inlaid flower crown fixed at the back of the head, revealing nobility, long ink-colored hair hangs down on the back of the show, the center of the hair is tied with a red and white hair rope, tied with a dexterous bow, the ends of the knot and the long hair hang down together, vertical waist and hips.

Like the moonlight covered with golden carvings, elegance and nobility depict her beautiful face, the cold fairy eyes reflect the witch family in the heavy rain, as dark as the sea of stars.

"There are still tall buildings in such a place?"

The fairy in white muttered softly to herself.

She was born from a noble background, born in the fortune of the Chu country, she was extremely beautiful since she was a child, and the letters of the relatives can be built into a high wall, but she seems to be an innate immortal, and she asked wholeheartedly, when she was ten years old, she rode a white deer alone into the Yunkong Mountain, lost in the peach forest, a woman in white clothes appeared, holding the deer in one hand, and holding her in the other, and walked on the high mountain covered by clouds and mist.

This white-robed woman was her later master, and she became the third female disciple of Xianlou, which made countless people envious.

But for some reason, the master who took her on the mountain didn't seem to like her very much, and he had always been cold and indifferent to her all these years.

She felt that she was not good enough.

The senior brother and the second senior sister each opened a mountain and established a faction, and had their own sect, and rarely returned to the building, and now the immortal building is taken care of by her and Bai Zhu, but in fact, she is the only one who takes care of the immortal building and Bai Zhu......

The true immortal lamp went out, it was not a small fruit, she was worried, personally went down to the immortal tower of Yunkong Mountain, set foot in this filthy and boundless land, she traveled a long way, sleepless, along the way to kill countless demons and evil things, and finally crossed the mountain and crossed the lake to find here.

A blank melancholy swept through her eyes, and the heavy rain became clear again.

The cultivators in the sacred mountain generally do not go outside the city walls without permission, only casual cultivators like to take risks to seek opportunities, if it were not for the true immortal remnants in the astrolabe to show the direction, she would not have found here, after all, this is just a small family by the lake, there are thousands of lakes of this size in the world.

But when she got closer to this place, and saw the steaming lake, she realized that it was not simple—what kind of force had evaporated an entire lake?

With doubts, she found the center of the lake filled with white mist, the center of the lake was extremely clear, the only one was horizontal like a mirror, and there were no ripples in sight, and there was a reflection of an ancient courtyard in the mirror-like lake, the gate of the ancient courtyard was closed, and she tried many methods but could not enter.

Is this the sleeping place of some ancient god?

The fairy made a cursory guess.

The history of antiquity is too long, even in the scroll of manifestation written by the Holy Monarch, there are many missing gods that have not been recorded, and she doesn't know who is sleeping in the reflection, but judging from the supernatural power of this steamed lake, it is definitely a monster.

I hope it's not some evil god......

She left in the middle of the lake and came to this ancient family where birds flew wildly.

It had just been the scene of a fierce battle, with the middle street torn to pieces, the courtyard walls on both sides crumbling, and the nearby attic either destroyed or crumbling.

She stared for a moment, the breath of a dragon corpse, the evil aura of an evil spirit, some nameless, vaguely familiar breath...... They mingle with the rain, and they reveal something.

There were too many secrets in this world, and she didn't think they were so new.

She just came to cut off the cause and effect for the teacher.

Thunder and lightning crisscrossed the sky repeatedly, as if to light up this ruined pavilion, so that people can see the tragic situation in between.

But she didn't look anymore.

The fairy closed her eyes.

The rain lingered like a cloud on the sleeves, and the graceful figure and the sword behind the waist formed a straight cross.

The slender hand rested on the hilt of the sword, grasped it gently, and pulled it horizontally, and the famous sword was drawn from its sheath, and the blade of the sword was like a pool of clear water, as if it was about to merge with the rain at any moment.

She jumped from a tall building.

……

Lin Shouxi hugged Xiao He and hid behind the tree.

He didn't know who she was, let alone whether she was friend or foe, or what her purpose was, but there was danger in their hearts.

Xiao He lay softly in his arms, his snow hair and clothes were soaked, and the manic marrow blood of the white phoenix had been pressed back, but the injuries on his body would not recover at all for a while and a half.

"Run."

Just as the dragon corpse appeared from the cliff and the fog that day, Xiao He spit out this word with difficulty.

Those who come are enemies.

Lin Shouxi trusted her judgment.

He leaned against the tree, silently retracted the Zhan Gong into the sheath, he put one hand around Xiao He's shoulder, grabbed her knee with the other, held the girl in his arms, took away the killing intent and breath, and quickly disappeared into the night.

Soon after he left, the fairy on the tall building set his eyes on this place.

Her white dress was ethereal, but she moved quickly, and when she jumped down, it was like a flash of thunder, and in the blink of an eye, she appeared behind the broken tree.

She looked down at the ground and frowned.

Just now, she clearly saw a corpse here, but the corpse was gone, leaving only a rotten eyeball wriggling in the rain.

There was fire on the sword.

She was about to destroy the evil eyeball completely, but the sword lit up, as if to remind her of something.

A different color flashed in the fairy's indifferent eyes.

"Immortal pupils?"

She remembered a past story that Shizun had told her - a hundred years ago, a disciple with good talent and bones worshiped the mountain gate, but because he worshiped the evil god when he was young, everyone in the mountain gate alienated and excluded him, and an uncle asked him to go to a mountain to meditate on the wall for ten years in order to test his heart.

The ten years of retreat made the disciple disheartened, and he stole the secret book and defected from the mountain gate.

Uncle Shi went to arrest him, but he also felt guilty and felt that he was also responsible for this matter, so he let him stab himself three times and let him go.

But then, instead of being grateful, the disciple held a grudge, and he deceived a junior disciple into trusting him and stole a treasure from the Treasure Pavilion, and the junior disciple was expelled from the mountain gate and his whereabouts are unknown.

The theft of a thing in the treasure pavilion was not a big deal, but because of this incident, Uncle Shi directly missed the opportunity to become the owner of a generation of immortal buildings and sit in the sea of clouds for ten years, so this matter has been circulated for a long time, which is a warning.

In all fairness.

What fell to the ground and squirmed seemed to be the treasure that was stolen back then-the fairy pupil.

Unexpectedly, I also accidentally saw the treasures of the mountain gate on this trip.

Legend has it that this is a precious hidden pupil that can penetrate the secrets of people's hearts, and is better than any means of torture.

It's a pity that this fairy pupil has fallen apart and become countless dense balls of small flesh, and then decays rapidly, losing its spirituality.

Is the corpse lying here just now a disciple of the past mountain gate?

After cultivating for a hundred years, his realm cultivation is definitely not low, and it stands to reason that he has already cultivated into an immortal who sees the god realm...... Is there anyone here who can kill immortals?

She knew she had to be more careful.

The woman looked up behind the broken log.

The thread of cause and effect is there, and she is going to cut the thread!

In the dark, she suddenly felt that this might be the opportunity for her enlightenment.

The fairy jumped lightly into the pouring rain and pursued along the road.

……

Under a dilapidated abandoned building, Wang Erguan was packing up his soft and preparing to escape.

A creepy voice sounded behind him.

"Save ...... I ......"

Wang Erguan turned his head, opened his mouth wide, and cried out in fright.

I saw a person lying on his stomach under a broken wall, the man was dressed in black, and his body under the clothes had been sucked dry of flesh and blood, and only skin and bones remained.

Something unseen lifted him, barely holding up his body, and the corpse-like man in black raised his head, revealing a skull-like face with blood on its left eye and a blurry, black bloody hole in its right.

He opened his dry and chapped lips, exhaled cold air, looked ahead with almost blind eyes, and said again:

"Save ...... Help me......"

Wang Erguan saw the ghost in the dark sky, he was already frightened, he watched the ghost thing crawl towards him, and he was wooden for a long time, and suddenly exclaimed: "Cloud...... Yun Zhenren? ”

The corpse-looking man nodded with difficulty.

It's really a cloud real person......

Wang Erguan knew that Yun Zhenren and Xiao He had a fight, but ...... How could Yun Zhenren, who was a fairy wind bone, become like this on weekdays?

When he was watching upstairs before, didn't Yun Zhenren still have the upper hand?

What's going on......

Yun Zhenren didn't expect that he would survive.

At the last moment, he released his demons, faked the illusion that they were gnawing at him, and then used them to move him away and flee as quickly as possible...... Of course, all this is thanks to the mysterious fairy who suddenly appeared, if she hadn't attracted attention, with Lin Shouxi's character, she would definitely add hundreds of swords to the corpse and stab him directly into a hornet's nest of dead human beings.

"Help me!"

Yun Zhenren barely stood up, he faced Wang Erguan, and his voice was hoarse like a crow that hadn't drunk water for a hundred days.

Wang Erguan had a deep fear of Yun Zhenren, and he knew that the emaciated immortal was also older than him.

He had long been accustomed to obeying Yun Zhenren's words, and after hesitating, he still resisted the desire to vomit and helped him up to the broken building behind him.

Entering the building, Yun Zhenren didn't speak again, he closed his lips, as if he was breathing and recuperating from his injuries.

Wang Erguan sat on the floor of the broken building, looking at the ruins outside, listening to the noisy sound of the rain, and his heart beat never slowed down.

He was obviously going to take advantage of the chaos to escape, but he still got involved in this kind of thing.

Is this fate...... Damn fate......

He was in an irritable mood and couldn't help but think of a lot of family past.

The Wang family is a famous family in Wangye City, relying on the sale of magic swords and pills, and later the family grew up, and the old family got carried away and did a lot of evil things, even if he went out every day to write a king character on his forehead with colored ink, showing his identity. As a result, in an underground casino, he accidentally provoked an ugly, beggar-looking man.

That beggar turned out to be a loose cultivator in the Muddy Gold Realm, and the entire Wang family was almost destroyed by him.

Later, many people brought up about it.

At that time, the old master was picked up by the scattered cultivators of the golden realm, and the scattered cultivators stared at him with extremely contemptuous eyes, dipped their own saliva, and wiped the strokes of the word 'king' on the old master's forehead with one stroke, saying:

"Today, if I break your foot, you will change your surname to Gan, and if I break your hand, you will change your surname to Gong, and if I break your head, you will change your surname to Tu......"

The mountains and fields are unrestrained, they kill people and abscond, hiding in the deep mountains and old forests, even if they kill the evil division, they are helpless.

In the end, the old family owner kept begging for mercy, and with the money and pills he had accumulated over the years, he barely exchanged his life for his life.

In order to remember this humiliation, he made it mandatory for all future children who were unable to practice to have the stroke of 'Wang' in their names, such as his father, whose name was 'Gong'.

Wang Ji, who died on the rainy night of Guting, was his brother, Wang Ji was born to practice, which made him jealous for a long time, so jealous that his brother died that night, he had a distorted pleasure in his heart, he cried for half the night in a fake way, but his mind was full of pictures of his brother showing off his name to him.

"December of a year, March is a season, I am the third, so I am called Wang Ji, my name, ordinary and unusual, my father thought about it for several days before taking it."

"Hahahaha...... My name is Wang Ji, but I don't call Wang San, Wang Erguan, hehe, Erguan, I don't know, I still think you are my brother. ”

"A waste ...... that you can't practice for a lifetime"

"Waste."

Wang Erguan ...... A waste that cannot be practiced for a lifetime......

"Whew!"

Wang Erguan was evil from his heart, he took a sip, looked at the rainstorm outside, and clenched his fists.

At the same time he was glad that his brother had died, because he had not died as a virgin, and he knew that his brother had not even had sex with a woman...... His brother has a habit of breaking his sleeves.

And he is still alive and well, not only can he practice, but the realm is not low, the golden realm that made the Wang family unattainable at the beginning is also in his pocket in the future!

He won't learn from Lin Shouxi's clumsiness, not only does he not hide, but he also has to publicize it to the fullest!

He wants to go back to the king's house, and he wants to let the people who looked down on him in the past kneel and kowtow! To become a real big man in Wangno Castle...... Wang Erguan thought like this, and his fat face turned hideous.

Then, he looked at Yun Zhenren intentionally or unintentionally.

Wang Erguan never thought that Yun Zhenren would be so downcast.

But an immortal is an immortal after all, and the fact that ordinary people have died eight or nine hundred times long ago has fallen on him, and there is still a chance to make a comeback.

I, Yu Yunzhenren, have the grace to save my life, and when this matter passes, he will definitely repay me...... Wang Erguan thought so.

Suddenly, a ghost came to mind.

It was the picture of Deputy Yuan Sun standing in front of Yun Zhenren, imitating the pre-master and saying, 'You can't escape, I'm waiting for you in the netherworld'...... He suddenly realized that the second prophecy of the prophet had been fulfilled, Xiao He was the white-haired female ghost, the root of the troubled witch family!

So, what about the first prophecy?

The cold wind poured into the broken building, whistling in the cracks, Wang Erguan was terrified!

He stared at Yun Zhenren, and the scene in his mind lingered no matter what.

I'm waiting for you in the Netherworld...... I'm waiting for you in the Netherworld...... I'm waiting for you in the Netherworld!!

Vice President Sun's face was distorted in his memory, but the words became more and more poignant, more and more sharp, it seemed to be an order, a directive, and he was told what he should do!

Wang Erguan involuntarily straightened his back.

Yun Zhenren noticed something strange slightly, and opened his bloody left pupil and glanced at him.

Wang Erguan stood up and said, "Real person, I'll go pour water for you." ”

Yun Zhenren didn't say anything and continued to recuperate.

Wang Erguan poured a glass of water and walked over.

Yun Zhenren raised his hand tremblingly, took the water glass, he looked at Wang Erguan's white and chubby hands, and suddenly felt that something was wrong......

"Where's your ring?" Yun Zhenren remembered that Wang Erguan was wearing a ring like a firearm on his hand.

Wang Erguan did not answer.

Yun Zhenren felt a little strange, he raised his head, but saw Wang Erguan clenching his teeth and biting a ring in his teeth.

At the same time that Yun Zhenren raised his head, Wang Erguan splashed the water in the water cup on his face, and the ring hidden in his mouth was destroyed by the true qi, and shot a flaming arrow, accurately hitting Yun Zhenren's only remaining left eye.

Screams resounded through the building.

"You...... How dare you ......"

Without waiting for Yun Zhenren to reprimand, Wang Erguan had mustered up the courage to swing his fist and go away, directly smashing Yun Zhenren's face!

Yun Zhenren, who was seriously injured and dying, stopped the first two punches, but to no avail, Wang Erguan had already made up his mind, he gathered all the true qi in his body into a huge fist, and a heavy punch followed one after another, and the momentum sank.

In a trance, Yun Zhenren saw a cyan imp that he had never seen before, and the imp smiled at him.

Curse...... It's a curse!

It wasn't until this moment that Yun Zhen woke up to the fact that the evil spirit had cast a spell on him.

He once said to Lin Shouxi that the infestation of evil spirits on people is unaware, but he didn't expect that he would also be tricked.

This is a kind of death curse, hidden in the inner demons, not easy to detect, and has no actual power, but it subtly guides Yun Zhenren and makes him make the most dangerous choice step by step.

It was too late to repent, Wang Erguan's fist swung painlessly, hitting Yun Zhenren's face completely deformed, rotten, his nose collapsed, his flesh was dented, his bones were shattered, his left eye burst out of his pupil, rolling down, the screams became weaker and weaker, and when the last punch hit him, it directly penetrated his face and smashed into the wall!

Wang Erguan gasped for breath.

Yun Zhenren died so much that he couldn't die anymore.

He personally sent Yun Zhenren the last ride......

He killed the immortals with his own hands!

As if his heart barrier had been broken, Wang Erguan laughed happily and laughed like crazy.

There are many beautiful sayings about the death of immortals, but he is obviously not among them, and the purpose of cultivating immortals is to fight against the world and fate, but he still has not escaped the established fate...... The mountain that belonged to him collapsed, and he changed from an immortal to a man, a dead man, a worthless man.

Yun Zhenren's severed arm drooped weakly, the blood on his body was dripping dry, and the black robe looked like a shroud.

Wang Erguan looked at his flesh-and-blood hands, stared at them for a long time, he felt sour, and wanted to go out to wash the blood on his hands.

In the sound of rain, there were suddenly footsteps.

"Who is it?!"

Wang Erguan was emotional at the moment, and his words were almost shouted.

A figure stood in the doorway, standing against the light, pitch black.

Wang Erguan sat on the ground, squinted his eyes and recognized it for a while, and finally recognized it.

"Why are you here...... Come on, I'll kill Yun Zhenren! I killed him...... We don't have to worry about death in the future...... Wait a minute! You, what are you going to do?! ”

In the middle of the broken building, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground sounded dullly, and then the ring rolled off with a crisp sound.