Sang Ling didn't expect that in a hurry, she would call out Su Luo's name. It was five hundred years later, and the other party told her name.

And now, Su Luo is just an invisible person living in Xie Mansion, pitiful, where will he be called by this name, and he is still surnamed Su, not Xie.

She coughed lightly, and suddenly a flash of inspiration gave her a reason.

"This is the name I wanted to give you, but I didn't expect it to be called out in a hurry. Do you like it, I will write you the two words Su Luo. ”

Su Luo's eyes floated and fell, like the flickering sunshine on the water:

"Really?"

Sang Ling disliked the trouble of taking paper and pen, directly raised his palm, and wrote these two words with his fingers:

“…… Sue...... Fall, 喏, are these two words. ”

There was a dense itch in the palm of the hand, like a feather falling into the heart, and Su Luo's hand retracted uncomfortably.

"What does it mean?"

He only felt itchy in the palms of his hands, where could he tell what his sister wrote.

Sang Ling didn't find Su Luo's abnormality, after all, everyone would be curious about the meaning of their name, and it was human nature. After thinking about it, she tried to explain:

"Sue, there is a sense of relief, relief. Fall, there is a generous meaning. I hope that you will be able to overcome the current calamity and be comfortable and generous in the future. ”

Su Luo's eyes were fixed, because he was too surprised and shocked, he didn't habitually avoid his beast pupils for a while, and completely exposed himself in front of people.

"Really?"

Suddenly facing such a pair of golden vertical pupils, Sang Ling was not as afraid of rejection as others, only a little weak-hearted. But after all, five hundred years later, Su Luo didn't say who took his name, since there was no way to investigate, she was at ease:

"Naturally, I know the old grudge between you and the Xie family, so you will be surnamed Su in the future. Su is also a big surname, so it doesn't insult your identity. ”

After all, even if the general bloodline is a demon clan, the other half is also a son of a family, so it should be very important to the cultivators in this world.

Su Luo sneered lightly:

"What identity, the identity of a stray dog? Regardless of the surname, I have never been recognized by these families, so what do I care. It's best not to have the surname Xie, anyway, I have never been given a name by the Xie family, and I will be called Su Luo in the future, this is my name. ”

Sang Ling sighed lightly, the harm of the original family, some people can't eliminate it in their lifetime, and she is not qualified to persuade Su Luo to be generous.

As long as the oppression of the demon race by the human race does not stop in this world, such a tragedy will only be endless and difficult to eliminate.

In another place, the paws of the little black cat that Sang Ling thought were asleep on the quilt shrunk, and he listened to all the words of the two just now, and was a little surprised.

At first, he only thought that Sang Ling had found a half-demon, so he took such good care of the other party, but he didn't expect the other party to be Su Luo. Why does Su Luo live in the Xie family, what is his identity, and is he also the Xie family? Why did I never see this person or hear his name when I was young?

A night overshadowed, hiding everyone's thoughts and ushering in the next day.

Early in the morning, Sang Ling was thinking about whether to set up a stall first after leaving the house, or to take the little black cat to eat fish soup first.

When I passed the back door of Xie Mansion, I caught a glimpse of the back door that had not been closed for many years, and only a crack was exposed.

Sang Ling took two steps closer in confusion, and saw a farmer standing outside the door, pulling a little steward of Xie Mansion, crying with a handful of snot and tears.

This crop man, covered in hot sweat and still braving the heat of white flowers on such a cold day, has come all the way.

I don't know what is so urgent?

At this moment, the sound outside the door suddenly became louder.

"Ah Niu, when you were a child, our village fed you one by one, you can't be so conscienceless! Now that there is such a big thing happening in Uncle Guan's family, you don't help at all?! ”

"How can I help, if you want money and land to eat, I can find a way to pay it back to you, but what you want is for the Xie family to send disciples out. Who doesn't know, the first important thing for the Xie family now is the birthday banquet of the eldest young master, who dares to ask the disciple to remove the demon at this time, you have to think that my life is long! ”

The little steward shouted louder, and his face was full of impatience.

The farmer rushed into the city without stopping from dawn, and the soles of his feet had to get out of the blood blisters, but he didn't expect this result, and it was even more difficult to accept for a while:

"The Xie family doesn't care about the life or death of the big guy, if they don't remove the demon and exterminate the harm, they just hold a birthday banquet for Lao Shizi, there is still this truth in the world!"

The little steward was so frightened that he hurriedly pulled someone to gag him:

"Don't say it, stop shouting! You don't want to die, the people in the village don't want to die! This is the Xie family, a big family of cultivating immortals, if any person comes out and raises his hand, everyone in our village will die! ”

The farmer's stomach was blocked by the little steward, and he turned into all the indignation, and ripped off the little steward's hand, and his eyes were red:

"You don't let me shout, don't let me scream, that old Uncle Guan's family died so miserably, and the big guy still expects me to take people back to catch demons, what is this, what is it!"

The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't think about it, and the crop man directly slammed his head with his hand, venting his anger.

It was almost dawn, and there was a faint sound of people and cars outside the back door and alley, and the little steward was worried that the servants who were going to work were coming, so he quickly pulled up the croppers and pushed them out.

"Go back, go back, this world is like this, human life is cheaper than grass."

After thinking about it, he couldn't bear it, so he still stuffed a purse into the farmer's arms, and pressed it on his chest to prevent the other party from taking it out:

"You just take it! This is my condolences to Uncle Guan, and you can help me give him a little money. For the rest, I can't help! ”

Footsteps rushed through the door.

Sang Ling hurriedly took refuge in a corner, and soon a person rushed in at the door, who was the little steward who was running fast. His figure flashed, and a moment later he was swallowed by the layers of Xie Fu Fugui.

Sang Ling looked back at the door, and it was a farmer who had lost his soul. He hesitated at the back door for a while, but was defeated by reality and left dejectedly.

Sang Ling didn't immediately follow, and suddenly her arms moved, and the little black cat jumped on her shoulder, raised her paw and nodded at the back of the farmer who was leaving.

Sang Ling asked:

"You want me to help him?"

This is the first time that the little black cat has taken the initiative to speak up about the demon eradication.

The little black cat's eyes were clearly extinguished, flashing with an inexplicable light:

"Meow."

Help.

"Okay."

Anyway, she was meant to help.

Sang Ling raised his heels, fell far behind the farmer, and followed him out of the city gate.

The little black cat looked back at the Xie Mansion that was gradually moving away behind him, the familiar courtyard was still rich and magnificent, it turned out that at his birthday banquet, the Xie family was such a corpse vegetarian meal back then, and did nothing. A wealthy and charming family, he doesn't know how many things are hidden in it that he doesn't know.

He quickly turned around and followed Sang Ling towards the green hills that stretched outside the city.

The scenery outside the city is beautiful, and there is more fresh and natural scenery than the inside of the city.

Sang Ling soon appeared, set up a stall to eliminate demons and his previous deeds, and explained them to this simple man one by one.

The farmer was first startled, then ecstatic, and hurried to his feet, and immediately took Sang Ling to the village.

As soon as she arrived at the entrance of the village, Sang Ling smelled an extremely pungent bloody smell, and she didn't need the farmer to continue to lead the way, she rushed over in search of the smell.

The farmer was even more surprised that Sang Ling's cultivation was powerful, and hurriedly followed behind, and shouted:

"The immortal master is here, the immortal master is here! Old Uncle Guan, the immortal master is here! ”

Sang Ling quickly stopped in front of a house in the middle of the village, a thatched hut facing north and south, with neatly groomed vegetable ridges in front of the house, one on the left and one on the left, and a path in the middle that meandered to the main house.

The villagers gathered in the courtyard, a few sharp-eyed saw Sang Ling coming, still wondering, turned their heads and saw the crop man coming panting, shouting:

"Uncle Guan, Uncle Guan, I invited the immortal master over!"

Soon a trembling old man came out of the crowd, with a pair of dull eyes and tears under his white hair.

He pounced and knelt down towards Sang Ling:

"Ask the immortal master to destroy the evil that harmed my son's family! Ask the immortal master to destroy the demon and eliminate the evil! ”

Sang Ling looked at the almost old man in front of him, and hurriedly shouted:

"Get up, I'll see the situation first."

The old man insisted on kneeling and refused to get up.

"Ask the immortal master to destroy the evil that harmed my son's family! Ask the immortal master to destroy the demon and eliminate the evil! ”

I was reading the words of the car over and over again, and I was obviously sad.

Sang Ling hurriedly wanted to ask the surrounding villagers to help, but the villagers' faces were all pale and ugly, as if they had just been frightened by something, and they didn't immediately understand what she meant.

Just when she was embarrassed, she suddenly felt a light on her shoulder, and the little black cat had jumped down first and walked into the house.

Sang Ling hurriedly followed, dropped the words and said:

"You get up first, I'll go to see the scene."

There was immediately a small movement behind him, and some villagers had already helped Uncle Guan up, as if he was persuading.

Sang Ling quickly breathed a sigh of relief, pushed open the half-open door, and looked inside.

Her first instinct was that the gore was heavy.

When she first came in from the village, she could smell only by the monk's sensitive five senses. It's a little unbearable to smell it up close now.

Holding his breath slightly, after relieving this feeling, he opened his eyes again, and saw a dark red.

A few steps to her feet, she had already walked through the room to the inner room.

The people in the village are not as particular as the family, and they all hold screens to separate the inner and outer rooms. There was a bamboo curtain in front of her, and the little black cat stood on the inside of the bamboo curtain, waiting for her to pass. Raising her hand to lift the bamboo curtain slightly, she stepped in, and although she was prepared, she was still shocked by the scene in front of her.

Although it is common for the cultivation realm to fight and kill, I have never seen such a bloody and cruel scene-

Countless uncoagulated blood slowly dripped from the bed, staining most of the inner chamber red and spreading to the outer chamber.

Suppressing the coolness in her heart, Sang Ling began to check the scene.

I saw a man lying on his stomach in a pool of blood in the inner room, his cold and stiff body did not form corpse spots, proving that he had been dead for a while, but not for a long time.

The little black cat took two steps closer, pointed to the extremely deep wound on the corpse's back, and stretched out its cat's paw and bent it.

Sang Ling understood what he meant:

"This wound was scratched by something like a claw?"

"Meow."

The little black cat nodded, handed the body to Sang Ling to examine, avoided the excessive blood on the ground, and searched separately for other clues in the house.

Sang Ling squatted down to examine the body carefully, and found that the man had not suffered many external injuries except for this scratch, but all bruises from the fight, and it seemed that he had been killed after a struggle with the murderer.

"It seems that this claw-like wound is fatal."

On the other hand, the little black cat soon found a few yellow hairs in an unobtrusive place under the table in the inner room.

Sang Ling took the observation, the hair was slender, about a finger, and it would not be human, and he hesitated:

"This is animal hair, is it really a demon clan harming people?"

Doubts grew in her heart, she got up and looked at the innermost bed, and frowned the next second.