Sang Ling's eyes were covered in black cloth, and the voices in her ears kept -

"My sister is drunk, and I took her down to rest."

It was the voice of Red Flame.

"Go on, let's go, everyone is their own family, and we'll do the rest by ourselves."

It was the laughter of the villagers who were eating.

Sang Ling opened her eyes weakly, but she still couldn't see clearly, she was really drunk? How can this mortal brewed drink be so powerful? She wanted to raise her hand to grab the sachet at her waist, but when she touched her chest, she was caught by her other hand, which was smooth and cold, like a snake. She was uncomfortable and wanted to break free, but she still couldn't resist the other party's strength.

"If you're drunk, don't move, I'll help you to rest."

Hongyan is a coaxing child's tone, patient and gentle, very different from her hands.

Sang Ling's stunned brain felt that something was wrong, but the wine was so fierce that she couldn't use her brain at all, and she was restrained from moving forward.

After a few steps, someone suddenly stopped behind him.

"Red lady, this sachet belongs to your sister, and it fell under the table."

A calm fresh bamboo fragrance was approaching, and Sang Ling's mind felt a little clearer, but she still couldn't break free from this comatose state, so she could only use all her strength to catch the fragrance.

Only in the eyes of the villagers who brought the sachets, the little lady leaned forward slightly, without any superfluous reactions, as if she was not lightly drunk.

Hong Yan looked at the somewhat dirty sachet and said lightly:

"My sister loves cleanliness the most, this thing is dirty, she definitely doesn't want it, you can throw it away."

With that, he turned around and left.

"This thing is so well made, and the aroma is weird and smelly, so don't you want it?"

The villagers looked at the exquisite sachet in their hands with some confusion, but they had listened to Hongyan's words and lost the things. The sachet fell to the ground, buried in the grass, and the tie was neatly broken, and it was artificially cut and torn off.

Or a wedding house.

After Hongyan helped the person in, he lowered the bed curtain. Sang Ling's beautiful face was hidden by the dark light, and only a little begonia flower fragrance was left floating away.

Hongyan covered her mouth and nose, her movements were fast, and with a slash, a corner of her skirt was cut off, and half of her delicate embroidered butterfly was broken and pinched into her palm.

Her figure quickly left, and the door was half-opened, giving out a little noise. Suddenly, the door was shut. I couldn't make a sound.

Sang Ling slept quietly, her eyelashes drooping, and she didn't tremble for a minute.

Time passed slowly, and the fragrance of begonia flowers became more and more intense, making the dream net firmer and denser, and there was no gap in it, allowing the prey to escape.

Outside, as night fell, a cold light swam through the crowd, blood splattered and stained the lanterns red. The weak hand grabbed the red silk that was wrapped around the yard, tore it off fiercely, and swallowed his last breath.

A moment later, a large number of footsteps came straight towards the courtyard, and the whole body was overwhelmed.

The disciples of the city stopped outside the courtyard gate and looked at the dead bodies in the courtyard hesitantly:

"What's going on here? Hate demons, we're still too late. Wait, that room is still closed! ”

A finger pointed to a room near the kitchen, with doors and windows closed.

The crowd tightened their grip on their weapons and rushed forward.

The door was kicked open, and someone strode in, and the cold fragrance on his body shook the fragrance of begonia flowers.

"Wake up!"

Sang Ling was picked up without the slightest reaction.

Xie Hanzhou's eyebrows furrowed, and he immediately found the source of the psychedelic aroma.

"Bang-" The white jade bottle with a begonia flower diagonally inserted was shattered by the aura, and he stepped on a little pink petal and hugged people to the back of the house through the window.

The window snapped and closed quickly, and in the next second, countless disciples rushed in, only to see an empty room.

In a hurry, Xie Hanzhou temporarily placed the person in an uninhabited house. Urge the aura to enter the body and dispel the psychedelic fragrance of the begonia flowers in the body.

Sang Ling always closed her eyes quietly, and her fair skin seemed to glow in the night.

Xie Hanzhou watched silently, and after a short period of emotion, he looked at her safe and sound, and sighed slowly.

"Who has been scheming on you? Begonia flowers, the second time. ”

The last time he rescued Sang Ling from the boat at sea, he found that the fragrant begonia petals on his sleeve were also exactly the same begonia flowers as today. The same technique, the same calculation, is likely to be the same person's shot.

Therefore, after that, he followed at all times, and the hidden aura accompanied him, framing Sang Ling in his sight, so that he could be regarded as reassured.

In this way, he knew that those big demons called her Zun, she became a demon ancestor, and she had her own followers. The strength is strong, the cultivation is profound, and it is much stronger than Lin Ling, who has been unable to build a foundation in the past, and much stronger than the greedy and lowly puppet Sang Ling.

He should be relieved, and he felt that the road between the two was getting farther and farther, and it was not until outside Shenjia Village that he heard Sang Ling's words and left temporarily gloomily. Unexpectedly, the man in the dark shot again.

"The people who attended the wedding banquet all died, and the cultivators from the nearby city came quickly."

When he heard about it, he immediately rushed over, and he was still in time to bring Sang Ling out.

The aura in his hand increased, and the last bit of medicinal power was dispersed.

Sang Ling's consciousness was let go, and her originally calm face frowned slightly, bringing out a bit of childishness.

He lowered his eyes and looked at it, slightly curling the corners of his lips. The hand wanted to reach out to caress the crease, but suddenly paused in mid-air, and after a long silence, he turned to leave.

The door was slammed shut, and there was no unnecessary sound.

After a stick of incense.

Sang Ling woke up in the emptiness, her head hurting.

"What's wrong with me?"

As far back as I can remember, she seemed to have drunk a lot of alcohol and then got drunk.

It's just that I always feel that something is wrong in my heart. Suddenly, the tips of his ears moved slightly, and a noisy noise came from not far outside the door—

"The villagers are all dead, so I didn't expect them to die when I came to a wedding feast."

"This demon clan is really hateful! Hurry up and check, the boss said that you can't let go of a little clue, it's really a coincidence today, it happened that the Heavenly Dao Sect came to the city lord's mansion as a guest, and this happened when you turned around. ”

"I'll just say that the old city lord has always swept the snow in front of his door, how can he take care of this matter today. If you want to say that we are in Zhongzhou, the demon clan has done a lot of things, didn't a store with a clothes shop die in the city not long ago? ”

"Shhhh There seems to be movement there, senior brother, go over quickly. ”

Sang Ling turned over and got up, called the mirror to completely cover the breath, and quietly went out of the door, following the voice.

Then, she stood in front of the courtyard where the wedding banquet was held, with dead bodies all over the ground, stumps and broken arms lying on the red silk tables and chairs, and the smell of blood was overwhelming, making people feel sick.

She was stunned for a moment, the contrast between the previous joy and the current tragedy made her feel that the nausea in her chest was a little overwhelmed.

A stream of blood flowed out of the yard and down to his feet. She stepped away, and as she moved, she saw the corner of her skirt that had been cut off.

"Was this cut off?"

Main house.

The disciple pulled out a piece of material from under the dead body holding the wood knife, and half a butterfly was embroidered on snow-colored satin.

"This is left by the demon clan?"

"Take it, carve the breath on it into the magic circle, and the breath will lock the law and it will be difficult to escape! The Heavenly Dao Sect gave this thing to our city lord, and I think that even if the demon clan has the ability to reach the heavens, it can't escape the magic circle of the Heavenly Dao Sect's heaven and earth net! ”

This compartment.

Sang Ling quietly entered the courtyard, and after looking at a few corpses, she found that the murderer's methods were clean and neat, and there was still demonic energy left in the wound, which should have been done by the demon clan.

The judgment of those disciples was not wrong.

It's just that she didn't see Hongyan's figure. There are many people in the house, and you can't go into the house to check.

"Hongyan, did you do it?"

Thinking of the blood aura that Ah Ran had said about Hongyan's body that could not be eradicated, she was a little worried. If the red flame and bloody qi suddenly attacked, it was also possible to kill these villagers who regarded her as relatives to attend the wedding banquet.

For today's plan, we still have to find Hongyan first.

Sang Ling turned to leave.

Behind.

The disciples pinched the corner of the cloth and quickly left the village to gather with everyone outside the village. In an instant, a large net with a spell spirit talisman was propped up, and the breath was extracted and injected from the clothing, and a golden light flashed with a "hum", completely hidden.

This way.

Sang Ling couldn't find any trace of Hongyan, and prepared to quietly leave the village.

As soon as she stepped out of the village, there was a faint humming in the air through the thin night.

Sang Ling was stunned, her fingers quickly pinched the trick to cast a spell, and in the midst of the lightning and fire, the premonition of crisis made her bow down sharply backwards.

In the next moment, with a "bang", a long sword stabbed head-on, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the point that killed her fingertips, and the tip of the sword slammed away with a "bang". Her body was like electricity, her movements were fast, and her aura was infused with her hands, blocking the opponent's attack in a few clicks, and at the same time, she lifted her feet and stomped violently on the opponent.

The other party fell to the ground in response, but his eyes were surprised, and he raised his voice in surprise to another place:

"That's her! A corner of the dress is missing, and she is the murderer who killed the villagers at the wedding banquet! ”

Originally, Sang Ling covered her breath, and the magic circle of Luo Di Net was not recognized that day, and the disciples guarding outside the village thought that they had recognized the wrong person, so they sent a disciple to test the sword, and now the real murderer was in front of him, so he immediately did not move, and directly activated the magic circle.

There was a loud "buzz", and a net-like magic weapon appeared on top of Sang Ling's head, and the hood came.

Sang Ling was stunned with both feet, and he couldn't explain it, so he could only jump up in the air and prepare to leave. Unexpectedly, the net ran after her, always on top of her head.

Originally, she didn't want to show her strength and attract the attention of these cultivation realms. Now he can only pinch out the spirit sword, look at one place, raise the sword and sweep, like a heavy whip slammed, one after another, directly hit the net, one by one, more powerful than the other, forcing the net to retreat again and again, making way to retreat.

The disciple who controlled the magic circle spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" and said in fear:

"She's too strong, I can't control it!"

"It's rubbish."

A heavenly female voice sounded from behind, and the disciple turned his head to see that a female cultivator like a fairy of the Moon Palace appeared.

Lu ...... Fairy Lu! ”

Lu Chaoyan smiled slightly, the dislike just now was like a joke, and it didn't bring out the slightest disgust in his heart.

"Come on, this thing is from the Heavenly Dao Sect, and I still know it. Next, take a closer look and see how I use it. ”

As soon as the strong aura in his hand came out, the golden light of the magic circle suddenly appeared, and the wind whistled, and the net roared down, suppressing the way out that could be withdrawn just now in an instant.

Lu Chaoyan looked at the familiar face in the magic circle and said with a smile:

"Long time no see, Senior Sister Lin Ling."

Sang Ling looked sideways, and Lu Chaoyan's face outside the magic circle was illuminated by the light of the magic circle like a fairy, but his eyes were still as terrifying as a demon. She sneered coldly in her heart, without the slightest panic."

"Lu Chaoyan, it's been a long time, can you heal from the last injury?"

Lu Chaoyan's eyes were cold:

"A tooth for a tooth? Do you deserve it? ”