Cool night.

Sang Ling's back slowly steamed out of scorching sweat, staring at the pair of boots standing in front of the bed, and made a moment of mental preparation, before raising his eyes to stare at Xie Hanzhou as if he were dead, looking very confident.

But there was a swing in my heart-

What I said on my face just now is true, puppets are not human, although they have human souls, they have big hearts and lungs and break off love, so they will not be sad and sad about these things.

I hope Xie Hanzhou believes it!

The four eyes were facing each other, and Xie Hanzhou's eyes were slightly undetectable.

Sang Ling in front of him opened a pair of long and curly eyelashes, and was looking at himself in a daze and sadness, with a little him printed in his eyes that were naturally moist and moist.

After a long time, Xie Hanzhou couldn't help but purse the corners of his lips slightly, and took the sword back, his face was like jade, and his expression was cold, but he lacked that killing intent.

"I will keep an eye on you, hoping that you can keep to yourself and not be evil, otherwise I will kill you at all costs."

The sword side moved away, but Sang Ling still felt that her chin was frozen by a cold, with some itchy insect bites, and she couldn't help but stretch out her fingers and scratch them irritably.

"I will, if I hadn't been manipulated by evil cultivators before, I wouldn't have taken out the Golden Pill, it's bloody, I don't like it either. Now that the evil cultivator is dead, no one is forcing me to do those disgusting things, and I want to live a good life. ”

The tone is innocent, and the demeanor brings a sense of relaxation and intimacy.

Probably because she knew that the person in front of her would not kill her, Sang Ling let go of the hand that had been holding the brocade quilt tightly, her limbs relaxed, and a pair of thin jade feet wearing Luo socks also naughtily stretched out from the brocade quilt.

Xie Hanzhou stood in front of her, adhering to the principle of not ignoring insolence, just staring at her face without blinking, and did not look at anything else.

With this attention, the small red mole between Sang Ling's eyebrows naturally crashed into the field of vision.

There is no aura fluctuation, like an ordinary small mole, the female cultivator loves beauty, and the cheeks are decorated with rouge moles, which are also common, Xie Hanzhou is not surprised, but after invoking the Guan Qigong method, he saw something else.

Xie Hanzhou has been paying attention for too long, so long that Sang Ling has a little weakness.

The "red mole" in the center of the eyebrows is not a mole, but a life and death charm that cannot be eliminated - Lu Chaoyan's order, in order to prevent her from fighting back and escaping.

Sang Ling is not a character to be slaughtered, the mountain spirit and wild monsters in the mountain fog forest sent a cherished spirit seed, and she took advantage of the three days before the last rainy season to stimulate the spirit seed to give birth to tenacious touch buds, wrapped around the life and death charm, and directly suppressed Lu Chaoyan's control of the life and death charm.

It took her three days and all her strength and effort to temporarily control this ghostly thing.

On the way to escape today, the life and death talisman has not moved, presumably even if Lu Chaoyan wants to kill her, it is no longer possible.

I just don't know, will this Xie Hanzhou in front of him recognize this "red mole" as Lu Chaoyan's thing?

Sang Ling's heart went up and down, and after waiting for a while, Xie Hanzhou suddenly opened his mouth:

"I'm curious about the puppeteer you created, but after a few days of not seeing you, the bloody aura on your body has actually faded a lot, and in the next two days, it will disappear completely. Karma and karma, heavenly retribution, eternal and unchanging, will go wrong in you? ”

Bloody aura?

No, life and death charms, fortunately, fortunately.

What the hell, though!

Has the bloody aura faded?

Sang Ling was slightly agitated, and sat up straight suddenly.

Except for the human cultivators, who can see the bloody qi with a unique set of qi observation methods, the demons themselves can't see it at all. If Xie Hanzhou hadn't pointed it out, she wouldn't have noticed this change.

You must know that in addition to eating the elixir of heaven and earth, or dissolving merit, the blood evil qi usually cannot disappear at all, and in the end it will only accumulate more and more, and it can go mad and die.

If the secret of her ability to digest the bloody qi is revealed, she will definitely be cut out of her heart and studied from the inside out.

Sang Ling couldn't help but shudder when she thought of this.

She hurriedly begged for mercy:

"Xianjun, I don't know, I don't know anything, I'm just sold to the evil cultivator by the owner of the ghost market, and I don't know the rest.

Many of the secret books of evil cultivators were bought from the ghost market, and even I was bought by him from the ghost market! The formation cheats are estimated to be too! And, there's!

Aren't you curious that I can automatically eliminate the blood evil, if I really have this effect, I also have to find the puppeteer I created to figure it out! ”

Sang Ling lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled, like a fluttering butterfly wing, and the tails of her eyes were flushed with a little redness, as if she was about to cry.

Xie Hanzhou: "......"

Xie Hanzhou couldn't help frowning, the female cultivator was strong and forbearing, even Lu Chaoyan, who he was most familiar with, would not easily shed tears and say defeat.

Now facing the squeamish one in front of him, as if he was a squeamish person made of water bags, it made him feel a little headache.

Facing the weak and gorgeous face that almost wanted to cry, inexplicably, Xie Hanzhou's voice softened a little, and took the initiative to say:

"The things that can clear the blood are very important, if they are known by many evil demons, it will inevitably set off a bloody storm and turmoil in the world."

He paused, and when he spoke again, his voice was a little uncomfortable:

"Don't worry, I won't reveal this matter......"

Sang Ling smiled happily at Xie Hanzhou and narrowed her eyes, she didn't expect that in addition to often stabbing her with a sword, this evil god also had such a gentle and considerate side, especially eating soft and not hard.

"Thank you Xianjun, Xianjun not only cultivates to a high level, but even his heart is also excellent, in the future, I will definitely worship immortal ranking for Xianjun every day, I wish you to ascend to immortal status as soon as possible!"

If it's nice, no money comes out, and the original tense atmosphere between the two seems to be much more harmonious.

In the blink of an eye.

I heard the sound of rain outside the window, and a heavy rain finally fell.

Xie Hanzhou looked at the sky through the lantern-style wooden lattice window, suddenly remembered something, and said lightly:

"It is rumored that there is a lot of trade in the ghost market, and there are a lot of strange things on you, if you want to solve these problems and unravel the connection between you and me, you really need to go to the ghost market and find the puppeteer who created you."

Said that he was going to go, but the entrance to the ghost market would only open on the fifteenth of every month, and when it was the fifteenth, it would be teleported to the ghost market through the teleportation array, and the entrance would only be open for an hour, and when the time came, it would be closed, and it would be impossible to enter again.

The ghost market is the supremacy of trading, and the transaction is returned immediately after completion, and it cannot be stayed, and the rumors are mysterious and cannot be traced.

It's only the tenth day of the first month, and we have to wait for another five or six days.

Seeing that Xie Hanzhou had already discovered the strange connection between the two, Sang Ling was beating a drum in her heart, but she nodded obediently on her face, and said happily:

"Okay, listen to Xianjun, Xianjun is full of words, I naturally believe you."

From this moment on, Sang Ling and Xie Hanzhou reached a strange harmony.

Xie Hanzhou put away his sword and stood still, a little hesitant.

Sang Ling took the initiative to say:

"If the Immortal Monarch doesn't dislike it, just sleep here."

Because Sang Ling was poor, there was only one entry in the yard, and there was only one room connected to the main house, Sang Ling cleaned up a soft collapse, originally wanted to sleep by himself, but Xie Hanzhou sat on it.

Sang Ling cautiously glanced at the narrow soft collapse, and then looked at Xie Hanzhou's long body, a little hesitant:

"Xianjun, I'll just sleep softly, if you don't sleep in this big bed, the room is simple, I can't wronged you."

Xie Hanzhou closed his eyes and meditated, and said lightly:

"Cultivating immortals is a great way to leave the rope, and it requires mental toughness. The cold beds and wild caves are all lived, and there is nothing to live in the soft collapse. ”

Sang Ling looked at him as if he was not a lie, and sighed in her heart, with Lu Chaoyan, who loved luxury, in front of her, she thought that all the disciples of Xianmen liked to pursue enjoyment, but she didn't expect Xie Hanzhou to be different.

After thinking about it, Sang Ling didn't care about him anymore, took off her shoes and went to bed.

When the bed curtain was closed, the fragments of the screen in the field entered the field of vision, Sang Ling pinched her fingers and calculated the price, and quietly stared at the soft collapse position in pain.

Originally, after renting this yard, plus the money for cleaning up and furnishing, there was not much money left in his storage bag, and now this evil god has broken such an expensive screen.

Hum!

Be sure to make him lose money!

The night was too deep, and the cold wind blew in through the cracks in the window that was not completely closed, and Sang Ling got into the quilt suddenly, without thinking about Xie Hanzhou's loss of money, nor guessing that Xie Hanzhou was going to catch her in the ghost market, the ostrich buried his head and slept peacefully until dawn.

Following.

The morning light shone on her eyelids through the closed lattice window, and when Sang Ling woke up, she was still a little stunned when she saw the azure bed curtains of the magpie climbing the plum branches.

Yes.

The evil cultivator is dead, and she is no longer under the control of the Silk Ring, and she escaped from Lu Chaoyan's hands yesterday, and she will be a free person in the future.

Sang Ling hummed a tune, hooked up the bed curtain, and saw the clean and tidy soft collapse under the window, and her mood suddenly went bad.

It's this evil god why doesn't he let her go, and he still wants to arrest her and go to the ghost market!

An ownerless puppet, a greedy and miserly ghost market owner who is stingy and trade-oriented, can he let her go?

In the hands of the owner of the ghost market, he will become a commodity again and be sold to messy people!

In the end, the evil god doesn't know if he will let her go, but if the ghost city owner takes advantage of it and asks for it, or robs it openly, will it be difficult for the evil god to fight for himself?

Sang Ling held her chin with both hands, and the corners of her happy mouth collapsed suddenly.

Because of sleeping, he only wore a light Luo shirt, and his black hair was all scattered, which half-covered and half-covered the graceful and delicate body curves, which made people's blood gush even more.

When Xie Hanzhou came in with his sword, he saw this scene at a glance and paused slightly.

Memories flashed back to the middle of last night.

Then.

The cold wind in the middle of the night slammed open the unclosed window with a loud bang.

After Xie Hanzhou was alarmed by meditation, he got up and closed the window, but after closing the window, he was dazzled by a little white light on the bed opposite.

The brocade quilt is crooked, squeezing out a corner of the bed curtain, Sang Ling's breathing is shallow, and her black hair is full of quilts, like a begonia lying down, stunning and scorching.

Under the crumpled brocade quilt, one foot rubbed off the socks, and stretched out the quilt restlessly, and the toes were as white as peeled jade grapes.

Xie Hanzhou's gaze subconsciously fell there, and the instep of his feet was plump and fleshy, which made people suddenly have a strange thought-

looks slender on his body, but his feet are so fleshy.

......