The hook moon is slanting to the west, and the sound of jackdaws is everywhere.

"The eldest lady of the Xie family is also miserable enough, all the sword bones have been sucked away alive!"

"There are a lot of man-eating monsters here, Madam let us throw the body of this eldest lady of the Xie family here, I'm afraid it's ......"

"What do you care about her! We just have the spirit stone to take. The Xie family has been in decline for so many years, if it weren't for our Zhao family to raise her, would she be able to eat and drink for so long? It's just a sword bone for her, and it's a pity to keep the sword bone for someone like her, who has studied the sword for many years! ”

"Also, our eldest lady is already extremely talented in swordsmanship, and she is about to be accepted as a disciple by Jian Zun. A good thing like a sword bone is put to good use on our eldest lady......"

A group crept up to the mass grave, slammed something onto the foul-smelling mountain of corpses, and left quickly without looking back.

When the surrounding area was quiet again, the monsters hiding around the mass grave caught up with the fresh smell of blood.

The scavenger flailed its huge wings and slowly fell, its fist-wide eyes full of blood-red. The sharp beak is sharper than the sword of human cultivation, and it can penetrate the flesh and bones of ordinary people with a light peck.

It quickly found the corpse that had attracted it there, and a tiny hand grabbed it as its beak glowed in the night was about to pierce the corpse's head.

The scavenger didn't know why, but it realized that something was wrong, and a silver hairpin pierced the scavenger's eye. The scavenger didn't even have time to make a call, and lost his life without a word.

Under the moonlight, a small body struggled to get up.

Xie Zhengliu, who had just been thrown away, touched the big hole in the back of her neck, and she could feel that the blood hole was slowly recovering because of her appearance, which made her a little surprised-she didn't expect that after changing her body, her self-healing power would also follow.

This is Xie Zhengliu's second time as a man.

In her previous life, she was the Demon Venerable who was in charge of the entire Demon Domain, and she cultivated all the way from the lowest level of demon nourishment to the supreme Lord of the Demon Domain. It's a pity that the Heavenly Dao does not allow the demon race to ascend, and she was almost split in the last Ascension Thunder Tribulation.

I thought that I could only end up in a broken spirit in my life, but I didn't expect her to open her eyes again in this mass grave.

The memories in his mind spread out layer by layer, and Xie Zhengliu quickly understood the identity of this body.

The original owner of the body is also called Xie Zhengliu, and she is the eldest lady of the Xie family of the Xiuxian family in Wuliu Town. should have grown up with dignity, but I don't know who the Xie family offended, but it was suddenly wiped out overnight, and there were more than 100 people in the family, and only one of the eldest lady who was a guest at her grandfather's Zhao family survived.

The world is difficult, and the five or six-year-old girl can hardly support the lintel, so the orphan girl who inherits the inheritance of the Xie family is taken back to the Zhao family to raise.

It is rumored that the Zhao family is very fond of Xie Zhengliu, and values him more than his own children, and has excellent food, clothing, housing and transportation, and even invited a famous swordsman to teach her.

It is rumored that the eldest lady of the Xie family has dull qualifications, and the Zhao family has been carefully cultivating for six years but the rotten wood is difficult to carve, but the eldest lady of the Zhao family is extremely talented, and she is emerging without fighting or grabbing.

Scold. Xie Zhengliu, who had read the memory of the original owner, couldn't help but sneer.

The money to raise the original owner came from the Xie family's treasury, and the little girl's flowers were not even used in any of them. The rest of the money went into the belly of the Zhao family, filling the deficit of the Zhao family for so many years.

The master who was invited to teach swordsmanship obviously only regarded himself as a transparent person, and only the descendants of the Zhao family could be taught by the swordsmanship master.

However, the Zhao family's money also became famous and greedy, and in the end, they were insatiable, and they took away all the god-like sword bones in the original body and gave them to the Zhao family's young lady, becoming the ladder on the other party's path to cultivation.

The little girl who lost all her use value was thrown into a mass grave by the Zhao family, died with unwillingness and resentment, and summoned Xie Zhengliu at the cost of sacrificing her soul.

"It's pathetic."

Thinking of the way this little girl made a deal with herself with blood and tears on her face, Xie Zhengliu, who was already cold-hearted, finally moved her heart of compassion.

She responded to this little girl's three requests: 1. Worship the righteous path and become a powerful monk. Second, take back your sword bones and ask the Zhao family to pay for their blood debts. 3. Find the reason why the Xie family was destroyed and avenge the Xie family.

She simply adjusted to the new body, and then did not dislike the silver hairpin from the eyes of the scavenging bird, wiped the blood casually, and put it back on the head.

"But before I can do that, I'll have to change my clothes." Xie Zhengliu looked at the clothes on his body that were still covered with blood, like rags, and muttered to himself.

When the words fell, Xie Zhengliu's pupils suddenly lit up red, and on the quiet corpse mountain, there were constant sounds, as if hundreds of corpses here were slowly waking up.

Wuliu Town, Zhao family.

The night was silent, and everyone in the Zhao family was falling into a peaceful sleep. The servants of the vigil parade walked under the porch with lamps.

He yawned sleepily, and suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing in his face, and the lights died suddenly, and before he could look down, the next moment, a cold and stiff hand quietly poked out of the darkness and pinched his neck.

The shrill cries of the night watchman pierced the silence of Zhao's mansion.

The head of the Zhao family sat up from the bed suddenly, subconsciously holding the sword beside the bed, and there was a panic in his heart for no reason.

He was about to open his mouth to call the butler to ask where the cry was coming from, but his eyes stopped glancing at the window.

A vague figure stood in front of the window at some point, as if someone was staring at him in the room by mistake.

The head of the Zhao family was frightened into a cold sweat by his own thoughts, and immediately shouted angrily, and rushed out of the house with a long sword: "Who is pretending to be a ghost outside, daring to spread wild in my Zhao Mansion, I'm afraid I don't want to live?!" ”

The door opened, and the blood-colored crescent moon outside immediately came into view. Before the Zhao family master could be surprised by the change of the moon, a hand with long and sharp nails struck him fiercely from the darkness!

The sword of the Zhao family master was quickly cut off by the pitch-black nails, and with the crisp sound of the broken sword falling to the ground, the wails of everyone in the Zhao Mansion rang out in unison with a beast-like roar, indicating that the entire Zhao family had been dragged into the abyss.

At this moment, the head of the Zhao family didn't understand what was happening, he looked at the living corpse that suddenly appeared and attacked him, and in a trance, it seemed that he had returned to the night when the Xie family was wiped out many years ago.

The living corpse couldn't stand the breath of the living, and when he opened his mouth, he wanted to bite the neck of the Zhao family master.

But at the critical moment, a familiar "stop" came, which not only stopped the movement of the living corpse, but also made the thoughts of the head of the Zhao family return to their places.

He turned his head to look over, and against the blood-colored moonlight, a thin figure appeared in front of him.

"Uncle, I'm back." His face was pale, as if Xie Zhengliu, a dummy, walked out over dozens of living corpses.