The smell of rotting blood poured into her nostrils, and Linghua raised her eyes to look at the person who was staring at her, and said in surprise, "Are you, Sun Lianran?"

The woman hurriedly put away the compass in her hand, covered her mouth, looked left and right, and pulled Linghua upstairs.

Heng Gu immediately stood in front of Linghua, and at the same time, Linghua broke free of her hand and asked in a low voice, "What do you want to do?"

Sun Lianran's veil covered herself tightly, and only a little black in her blood-soaked pupils stared at Linghua: "Dead, all dead." Do you want to be buried with you?"

Henggu took a step forward*** between the two: "What do you mean by this? Your good master resurrected you to kill people, and how many people will be mutilated by your shrimp soldiers and crabs in the future, and you will not die quickly!"

After saying that, Heng Gu stepped forward to control Sun Lianran's shoulder, but she was obviously on guard, and took a step back to block Heng Gu's movements, her sleeves fluttering, drawing an enchantment.

"What the hell are you going to do? Are you going to design it to harm us?" Heng Gu yelled angrily.

Sun Lianran's shoulders and neck twitched, the red in her eyes deepened a little, and even the transparent enchantment was dyed with a touch of blood: "I, I don't have time. Remember, tomorrow, they will all be killed."

Linghua was also wary of Sun Lianran, and carefully looked at her twitching position and asked, "Why do you want to tell us this kind of secret?"

"There's no why." As soon as the words fell, Sun Lianran's body began to collapse.

The flesh on her body slid slowly and convergingly downward like flowing magma, and she hurriedly wrapped it around her clothes, but the flesh continued to fall, and soon her shoulders were empty, as if only one skeleton supported her clothes.

"Too much...... she muttered, "no ......"

"What's not...... Gone?" Before Heng Gu finished speaking, Sun Lianran turned into a flash of red light and disappeared in front of him in an instant.

Henggu gathered his strength to break the barrier, and the two of them stood on the stairs of the inn in confusion.

"What do she mean by that? Is it true or false that you want to kill us?" Henggu looked at smallpox and thought.

Linghua led him upstairs: "If you want to know the process and distinguish the true from the fake, use the "connoisseurship" to see what it is."

The two found an empty room, set up an enchantment, and Linghua took out the heart mirror, and the mirror was clear and reflected the faces of the two. With the infusion of spiritual power, a woman's back slowly emerged.

Linghua grabbed Henggu's hand: "Do you want to go in and have a look?"

Henggu's eyes widened, "Can we go inside the mirror and see?"

"That's right. Although only a small piece of it was recovered in Nanxiang, some things are like this, and it only takes this humble point to succeed." Linghua threaded her finger into the mirror, and her hand appeared in the image in the mirror.

"Really!" Henggu excitedly put his finger into it, and sure enough, there was his finger in the corner of the mirror.

"Our bodies enter the mirror, and although they can be seen in it, it is only an illusion and an illusion. What is in the past and what is happening does not change because of our movements, but we can be there and see many details that we can't see from outside the mirror."

Heng Gu said happily, "Then let's go in quickly and see what medicine Sun Lianran buys in the gourd."

The two turned into two points of starlight, one gold and one blue, and entered the mirror of connoisseurship.

In front of her was the back of a woman, she was wearing armor and black veils covering her face, and she should have been in a daze under the big tree with a map.

She caught a glimpse of a man hurrying towards her, a black dot popping out of her red eyes, staring intently at the map.

"Is this the result of your suppression?" The visitor snatched the map and pointed to one of the places angrily, "Such a place with the size of sesame mung beans has not been solved for three days. Do you know? You're in the way."

Sun Lianran's eyes were dilated again, and the black disappeared before it could stir up a wave. She looked down at the map mechanically and muttered, "But, I don't understand."

Xiang Suisheng bowed his head to listen to her: "Who will understand if you don't understand? Looks like I'm going to have to take care of you."

"yes, I don't understand ......" Sun Lianran's red eyes were like a bottomless sea of blood, and the disappearing pupils made her eyes unfocused, but

I can always feel that I am being stared at by such eyes, and I feel dizzy when I see it.

He covered his head and hurriedly took two steps back, "What are you going to do? You should use it to control those humans, not me!"

"But, I don't understand." Sun Lianran stood up slowly, as if there was an invisible force lifting her up, "Map, I can't read it. Then, all of them, all dead. So are you."

The headache made Xiang Suisheng unable to hear any sound, and he pointed at Sun Lianran's eyes that were about to burst into sparks: "Don't think that Di Yuan can do anything wrong if he gives you the power of blood control, I will definitely make you pay!"

Xiang Suisheng put down his words and turned to leave, Sun Lianran lowered his head and looked at the map again, and the black spots in his eyes appeared again. She repeated a sentence mechanically, her voice strange as if burned: "I'm so miserable, so painful, so painful......

The stars are changing, and time is flowing.

He found Sun Lianran, who was channeling spiritual power to the little demon, and instructed, "Within three days, you must take Chongjun down, otherwise you will become a corpse again." After turning into a corpse, what to do with you, only Di Yuan knows."

Sun Lianran's crazy eyes fluttered: "Corpse? Is there an end? Die, come back to life, die, come back to life......

Xiang Suisheng couldn't understand what she was saying, and continued to threaten: "I tell you, don't implicate me, I don't care if you want to die, but I still have something to do to do. If you move my interests, I don't mind letting Di Yuan put you in a snake cave and turn you into dry bones for Di Yuan's amusement."

Sun Lianran was only immersed in her emotions, and her shoulders and neck twitched: "No, no......"

"You will fight tomorrow, and if you can't fight, you will wait to die!" Xiang then brushed his sleeves away.

She suddenly raised her head, walked away slowly and stiffly, and then said, "I am wrong, I die. You're wrong, you're dead."

She then appeared in the Yuelai Inn, drew a blood mark on the ground in a guest room and hurried away, only to be met by Linghua and Henggu.

The two withdrew from the mirror, and Linghua opened the heart mirror to check Sun Lianran's immediate movements.

Heng Gu blinked his eyes and was confused: "What is Sun Lianran now? Is it a demon? Is it weird?"

Linghua's fingertips tapped on the tabletop, frowning slightly: "She should have been endowed with the power of blood control by the "Emperor Yuan", which caused her own mutation. She is already a dead person, and her humanity will be diminished more and more, and with this depletion of her breathtaking power, she is afraid that she will never be sober again.

Such things that have come back from the dead, and have demonic powers, should not remain in the world, let alone be counted in any kind."

Heng Gu nodded as if he didn't understand, "What is the power of blood control? I've never heard of such power before."

Linghua pondered for a moment before replying, "This is a power that can only be cultivated for thousands of years, and it must be practiced by practitioners with strong spiritual power. This power is intended to burn one's own blood to control the chosen target, and when practiced, it can also control multiple people at the same time.

There are only a few people in the world who have the power of blood control, and all of them are deceased, but Sun Lianran actually has this kind of power, which shows that the strength of the person behind her must not be underestimated.

Sun Lianran's recreated body, bearing this kind of power will only slowly be exhausted, and it will even cause a backlash due to the use of too much spiritual power, eating away at all her remaining minds.

Maybe today she wants to use her waking moments to do something......

Henggu pulled up Linghua: "Go over there and see where she painted the bloodstains."

The blood stains on the ground were deep and short, like an inconspicuous piece of dirt. Henggu found a rag to wipe it, but he couldn't wipe the mark at all.

"She's going to set up something, and naturally she won't let you wipe it off easily." Linghua leaned over to look at the blood stains, and then checked Sun Lianran's actions in the heart mirror.

I saw her rest on the side of the road for a while, and after breathing, she went to a "Xishun Inn", and went to the guest room without squinting, leaving a bloody mark again.

"Is she going to go through the inn?" Henggu looked confused.

Linghua remembered the compass in her hand when she met Sun Lianran at the inn: "Henggu, help me buy a map of Chongjun, hurry!"

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Gu Deling, quickly bought it and handed it over to Linghua. After watching all of Sun Lianran's actions, she suddenly realized: "I know, let's go to Yang Xichi's paper figure to discuss countermeasures."

Following.

Chongjun spread this aura of murder in the early morning, and every household could not go out, hiding in the fortifications they had built, and only a few Qingyoumen disciples patrolled the streets.

Linghua and Henggu stood at the highest place in Chongjun, watching Sun Lianran take the mighty little demon from the outskirts of the city to the city.

They run ghostly, and even their own shadows are stacked on top of each other's bodies. These demon clans ignored the city gate and poured into the city in large numbers.

Yang Xichi sat in the room, but as if he could hear all the sounds of the outside world, the sound seemed to fall from the sky and reached the ears of every Qingyou Sect disciple - "Open!"

After hearing the command, all the disciples of the Qingyou Sect all aligned their mana in place to transmit mana in all directions of the deployed formation, and opened a vast cover like a net of heaven and earth in the sky of Chongjun.

Under the cover, all the little demons who entered Chongjun were suspended by the net and floated in the air, and no matter how hard they struggled, they couldn't get rid of it.

I only heard Yang Xichi say again: "Accept!"

The Qingyou Sect disciple sealed his palms and once again merged his mana into the magic circle. The little demons trapped under the formation were damaged by the strong impact, and they all appeared prototypes and fell to the ground to flee in all directions.

"What are you doing?" Xiang Suisheng saw that most of his demon troops were easily dissolved outside the city, and said angrily, "If you want to die, go to the lake yourself, don't bother me!"

Sun Lianran turned her head slowly: "Throw yourself into the lake? I've been in the lake, and it's cold, so I don't want to do it again."

Xiang Suisheng raised his eyebrows in surprise: "What?"

"It's about time. The blood in her eyes was deep, and she gathered most of her spiritual power in the dantian, condensing into a blood-like bead.

The wind was blowing, and the rotten blood on her body was flowing rapidly from her skin, and soon there was a pool of blood on the ground.

But she didn't know it.

The orb floated in the air with her raised hand, and at the same time, red light rose from all corners of Chongjun.

Under the strong red light, it seemed that the bright blood color dyed Chongjun red.

Sun Lianran's mouth hidden under the black veil evoked a relieved smile: "It's time. If you die, I will die, and we will be buried together."

Then the beads of blood exploded above her head, splitting into drops of rotten blood, which drifted through Chongjun in the bitter wind.

"Put!"

"Hey!"

Sun Lianran's frantic roar and Yang Xichi's bell-like voice skillfully overlapped.

At the critical moment, Linghua stretched out his hand in the distance to catch a drop of blood rain, and dried it and evaporated it with spiritual power: "Sun Lianran, may you no longer be used so thoroughly because of hatred."