Kindness? It's finally here?

Xun Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and a silver-white sword light flashed away, and then scholar Jia Xianren's eyes widened and saw a slender silver line crossing in mid-air.

The piercing screech just began, and it stopped abruptly.

With a "bang", the black shadow that emerged from the hedge turned into two pieces, smashed to the ground, and after raising some dust, it was motionless and completely lifeless.

"Ahh ……”

The scholar who wanted to shout just now was so shocked by this successive changes that he didn't ease up for a while, and his mouth that wanted to shout was just opened there, forgetting to close it.

Ignoring Jia Xianren, who was already weak in his legs and began to shake unconsciously, Xun Ming looked at the two "corpses" on the ground that had lost their vitality.

Looking at the huge cut straight from his chest, Xun Ming's brows furrowed slightly, and he thought to himself with some self-deprecation:

Could it be that my cultivation has already fallen into this way?

It is the neck of "it" that I want to cut.

Shaking his head slightly helplessly, Xun Ming finally moved his gaze to the whole body of the "corpse".

The shape of the "corpse" is similar to that of a person, but it is pitch black, like a human corpse soaked in black ink, Xun Ming's eyes glanced at the chest of the "black corpse", which determined that this "black corpse" should be a woman before her death, and her eyes continued to go down, which was a pair of eye-catching and slender "claws".

Wait a minute!

Then Jia Xianren, who was covered with cold sweat on his head, saw that his Engong's body shook slightly, and took out a snow-white booklet from the inside of the clothes on his chest, and he didn't know what was drawn on it with his fingers.

Because Xun Ming was facing him sideways, Jia Xianren didn't see the contents of the snow-white book.

Looking at the silver that appeared on his fingertips, the corners of Xun Ming's mouth were slightly hooked, and a touch of pleasure quietly jumped on his brow, allowing him to dispel the idea of the "black corpse" in front of him who was "physically superordinated".

Without a trace, he put away the satisfaction on his eyebrows, Xun Ming put away the snow-white booklet in his hand with some embarrassment, and cast his eyes on the pair of shocking claws again.

The five nails of the "black corpse's" "hand" were all alienated into sharp blades about the length of her forearm, about the thickness of each of her fingers, like five sharpened sharp knives, inserted into the black hand that was twisted backwards because of the thick nails.

Black corpses?

Xun Ming's neck tilted slightly, and he vaguely felt as if he had grabbed something, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Phew! What kind of monster is this! After a long time, Jia Xianren reacted to it, and jumped at the ugly and twisted monster in front of him, shaking his legs, and quietly moved two steps behind Xun Ming.

Xun Ming, who interrupted his thoughts, was angry and funny when he called Jia Xianren like this, and couldn't help but complain in his heart, "This kid is in good condition, so he shouldn't be an immortal."

Xun Ming, who can be regarded as "experienced in a hundred battles", naturally did not frighten the "black corpse" that suddenly popped out, but almost scared Jia Xianren by such a call.

Sighing a little helplessly, Xun Ming took a deep look at the scholar behind him whose face was a little paler than before, as if he took a breath with some difficulty, and forcibly held back the words he originally wanted to say, and then said slowly after slowly exhaling the turbid breath:

"Talk less, watch more, hide behind me if there is danger, let you run to death, remember?"

Repeating the "Four Principles" that he had repeated countless times before, Xun Ming, who looked at the scholar who was still a dumb goose, turned back a little helplessly.

How did this fool get into Xiucai?!

"Secret Puppet!"

Xun Ming couldn't help but complain about the scholar in his heart, and then the "silk thread" that he couldn't ask for before appeared in his mind.

Looking at the head of the "black corpse" again, the face was completely blurred into a "skin", Xun Ming roughly confirmed that this was only the lowest-level secret puppet, and the corresponding realm was probably in the early stage of liquid, but looking at that pair of claws, it was still a little level, and it should probably have the combat power of the middle and late stages of liquid.

However, even if it was the lowest-level "secret puppet", the cultivator's cultivation was at least in the late stage of the Cave Heaven Realm.

Of course, in such a small place, the number of caves should not be large.

Thinking of this, some doubts rose in Xun Ming's heart:

If he found the not-so-smart "Xiang Glutton" around him, then at least the goblins and demons in the late stage of the cave heaven could let a lowest-level "secret puppet" to startle the snakes?

If you don't catch it, isn't it a big loss?

With a change of heart, Xun Ming's heart sank slightly, and then the corners of his mouth were outlined with a small arc.

Then there are not too many possible outcomes.

For example, this secret puppet is just a pawn patrolling and hunting on the periphery, and he didn't notice Jia Xianren's physique, and for example, they have now entered the "territory" of a certain goblin of some level, and the other party is not worried about running away for them at all, but just uses the most low-level "secret puppet" to explore the truth and reality.

But no matter what it is, the result is not too different for Xun Ming.

The only difference is how much effort it takes.

On the resolute face, which was still the sword eyebrows and high fingers, the dark eyes that were slightly disobedient because of the laziness slowly sank, and there was a faint fanaticism in it, which sounded as dull as moist gunpowder, as if as soon as it dried, it would burst suddenly.

It's a place where I caught a lot of "banshees"!

Xun Ming's eyes seemed to have a light slowly lit up, and he seemed to have seen one silver word after another in front of him waving at him.

The rare fiery fighting spirit continued to burn with the suppressed frenzy in his eyes, Xun Ming's fingertips quietly wiped, and a snow-white small sword shot out silently, inserting it into the "black corpse" secret puppet.

……

At the foot of the mountain in the distance, in the depths of an abrupt compound, in a room that was so dark that it seemed that there was no light, a figure with long black hair hanging down in front of him, covering all his face, slowly raised his head, and a pair of eyeballs that seemed to be composed of two white bones turned in one direction in the sound of "Gu Lu Gu Lu".

A shrill sound that seemed to be produced by the squeezing and friction of broken bones came from behind the long black hair, as if it was a terrible ghost from the Nine Shadows screaming for his life.

"Which ...... I don't know how to die...... Live...... Stuff...... Broke me...... Toys ......"

"Ah!!h

A shrill scream rang out from the end of the long black hair, and then quickly became hoarse, losing all sound.

A pitch-black head was torn in half by a pair of purple-black dry claws, and a red-and-white liquid with purple-black silk threads slowly dripped from the crack, and the "ticking" sound of the liquid touching the ground echoed in the room without a sound.

In the dark room, behind the figure whose body was obscured by its long black hair, one huge foot after another spread out and filled the entire house, leaving only the figure silently "sitting" in the middle of the room, grabbing the next woman's head.

"That'...... Only...... Make a new ...... Play...... ...... bar"

……

Soon after the snow-white sword was inserted into the "black corpse", the two pitch-black corpses seemed to melt into a pitch-black viscous liquid, quickly blending into the ground and disappearing, leaving only the snow-white sword alone in place.

Jia Xianren, who had finally hardened up under Xun Ming's "reminder" before, inadvertently saw that the corpses of the two ghosts suddenly "melted" in place, and his face that had just improved was pale again, and he patted Xun Ming's shoulder with wide eyes, and then pointed to the place where the "black corpse" was with a trembling finger.

"Yes...... There are ghost ......" Jia Xianren, who has not forgotten the "four principles" for the time being, did not dare to raise his voice, but just whispered in a trill.

However, Xun Ming didn't seem to be infected by his fear at all, and his eyes lit up behind the giant "black corpse", and said with a light smile:

"There it is."

Kindness? What's there?!

The scholar who was as confused as the second monk forgot his fear for a while, and looked at Xun Ming who suddenly became "spiritual" with some doubts.

"Go this way." didn't explain much, Xun Ming, whose emotions were gradually rising, walked in one direction.

"Eh, Eun Gong, Eun Gong! Where are we going?! ”

Jia Xianren, who didn't react, hurriedly followed Xun Ming's steps, and hurriedly asked.

"Subdue demons and eliminate demons!"

Xun Ming's incomparably flat answer made the scholar's feet weak, and he almost didn't fall directly to the ground, and his face, which was already uncertain, suddenly became extremely exciting.