In an instant, a flash of light flashed in Zhuohua's mind.

is disdainful.

It was they who disdained to attack a group of mortals who were as easy as crushing an ant.

In their eyes, mortals are just a bunch of incompetent garbage.

Therefore, for this group of people who can't afford to make any waves, Demon Cultivator doesn't bother to deal with them at all.

At that time, Zhuohua thought that she had guessed the trick, and it was not until later that she realized how stupid and ridiculous her idea was.

That's when she realized how important some seemingly inconspicuous people were.

What role did that group of people play in those things that made her dumbfounded? So much so that she knew the result in the pain.

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There didn't seem to be any other clue in the courtyard except for the huge letter.

"Let's go inside and have a look." Zhuohua said to them.

Several people nodded at the same time, and tacitly entered different rooms to find clues.

The place where Zhuohua entered seemed to be a study.

It's just that this book is not neatly placed on the shelves, but scattered on the ground.

Zhuohua took a closer look, and estimated that it was because of the heavy blow that these books would fall.

Same as the outside, there was still a lot of blood inside the house.

Over time, they have dried up and solidified on the ground.

The books on the ground were scattered around, and the pages of many books were opened.

Looks like it fell straight off the shelf.

The pages were also covered with red blood stains, obscuring the original handwriting on the book.

Zhuohua carefully avoided the blood stains on the ground.

Even though they're dry, they're still a little sticky to step on.

"Huh?"

Zhuohua stopped suddenly, his eyes drawn to a place on the ground.

She cautiously leaned over, then crouched on the ground.

This place was slightly different from other places, and Zhuohua squatted there and observed carefully for a long time. The shape of the blood stain was exactly the shape of a book, but the book that was supposed to be left here was gone.

One of the outlines was a little blurred, and it seemed that the blood marks that had been dragged should have been scratched when the book was picked up.

So here...... What was the original book?

Suddenly, Zhuohua's ears moved, and he hurriedly dodged away from there.

"Bang!"

But in an instant, a big crater was blown out of the place where Zhuohua was originally located.

"Damn."

This sudden occurrence made Zhuohua can't help but want to curse.

She turned her head to see that it was a masked man in black who had just attacked her.

What's the matter, you still have a sneak attack?

This shape is simply Hongguoguo's big words "I'm a bad guy" written on his face.

There was something bad in the house, Zhuohua turned his feet and jumped out of the window.

The man also rushed out with Zhuohua.

As soon as Zhuohua's mind moved, the rising sun appeared in his hand.

It seems that it has not been out for a long time, and Chaoyang is very excited.

Feeling the strong fighting spirit of the rising sun, the scorching red lips hooked.

On tiptoe, he rushed towards the black shadow.

Not to be outdone, the dark shadow greeted him.

"Bang."

With a slam of his sword, he scattered the attack that rushed in front of him.

"Demonic energy?"

Zhuohua's eyebrows were raised, and there was a touch of meaning in the eyes of this person.

Without a moment's pause, she flicked her wrist, and the bright white sword light illuminated the area, rushing over with an unstoppable momentum.