Shu Yueji was swept away by the wind, and there was no reaction until the wind stopped and threw her in a small valley.

She pretended to have just woken up and screamed in fear.

The valley is small, sandwiched between two large mountains, where yellow weeds grow freely, the branches of a dozen dead trees dance in the wind on either side, and in the middle is a dry river full of pebbles, large and small.

After Shu Yueji screamed, he stood up and looked around, and his heart sank.

There were seventeen or eighteen female corpses around her, and the female corpses died in a variety of ways, some were strangled to death, some were thrown to death, some had their limbs broken, and some were bled alive and died of blood.

Shu Yueji recognized the way the female corpse died, and was greatly surprised by the cruelty and perversion of the murderer, these women did not die of spells, but were tortured to death by the murderer himself, just like perverted cats, enjoying their despair and screams before they died.

"Why don't you scream? Slut! ”

The murderer sat on a dead tree and asked eerie questions.

He looked like a tall, thin young man, dressed in a yellow robe, and his fairly delicate face was hideous and terrifying from overexcitement.

His eyes were bloodshot, and the aura on his body was no longer peaceful, but very violent.

This monk is about to fall into the devil.

Shu Yueji saw the monk who was about to enter the demon for the first time, and felt fresh.

She didn't want to continue pretending, and asked, "Who are you?" Why kill? ”

The yellow-clothed monk didn't answer this question, his mind was no longer clear, and he didn't notice that Shu Yueji's reaction at this time was not at all what ordinary mortals should have.

"You wicked woman who beats and scolds her husband at will! I will torture you and pay back a hundredfold of the pain I have suffered all these years. ”

He pulled out a long golden whip and slammed it at Shu Yueji.

Shu Yueji flew to dodge, used his consciousness to summon the white lotus robe from the sword bag, and instantly wore it on his body, and then summoned the Baiyun Sword, and a long sword emitting a white light appeared in his hand.

As soon as the Baiyun Sword came out, Shu Yueji's momentum changed, and he stabbed at the yellow-clothed monk with his sword.

Although the yellow-clothed monk's brain was drowsy, his fighting instinct was still there, and with a wave of his sleeves, the dead tree under him rose from the ground and smashed towards Shu Yueji.

But Shu Yueji's speed was too fast, her body was like the wind and bypassed the dead tree, and the white cloud sword in her hand had already stabbed in front of the yellow-clothed monk.

The yellow-clothed monk couldn't react, the jade pendant hanging around his neck sensed the external impact, and spontaneously protected the lord, attracting the aura to turn into a cyan light shield to block the blow.

He hurriedly activated the whole body protection magic weapon, and swiped out layer by layer of spiritual light, covering him from head to toe, like a ball of light, and even his face couldn't be seen clearly.

At the moment of life and death, the yellow-clothed monk sobered up a little and realized that he had arrested the wrong person this time, not a mortal woman but a female cultivator.

The yellow-clothed monk appeared in mid-air at this time, and Shu Yueji stood on the top of another large tree.

The yellow-clothed monk was shocked and angry: "This fellow Daoist, why did you attack you?" ”

"Why? Look at these corpses, have you forgotten the sins you have done? Now your retribution is coming, let me die! ”

Shu Yueji held his sword and was about to attack again, but the yellow-clothed monk hurriedly said: "But I killed all mortals, mortals have such a short lifespan, what does it matter if they die a few years earlier!" ”

This person hid in the light shield, like a turtle shell, he made up his mind to hide in the turtle shell and couldn't come out, Shu Yueji stabbed with a sword, breaking several layers of spiritual light, and several layers of spiritual light came out, protecting him in front of him.

This is the opponent that Jian Xiu hates the most, full of protection, passively beaten, and patient with Jian Xiu.

The yellow-clothed monk wanted to run, but he couldn't match the speed of the sword cultivator, and was stopped by Shu Yueji in the air, and returned to the valley.

Shu Yuechen reminded herself to be patient, just as he was the target of sword practice, she didn't believe that she couldn't break his turtle shell.

She asked as she snorted, "Weren't you mortal before?" You were oppressed by the Taoist monks, and instead of dealing with her, you tortured and killed these mortal women, so what's the point of cultivating the Tao? Even if you attain immortality, you will always be beaten and scolded by your Taoist companions, is this kind of immortality worth pursuing? ”

The more the yellow-clothed monk listened, the more angry he became: "What's the matter with you? ”

Shu Yuechen deliberately provoked him to anger: "Let me guess, how did your Taoist couple beat you?" Did she beat you with a whip? And choked your neck? Still grab your head against the wall? Oh, you're a monk, you can't break it if you want to. And why did you break that mortal woman's limbs, could it be that your fellow Daoist did the same to you? She's too much! And why did you bleed that mortal woman to death? Has your fellow Daoist ever done this to you? So how are you still alive? ”

The yellow-clothed monk's face was dark, he could no longer suppress the demons in his heart, he was enraged by Shu Yueji, and no longer protected himself layer by layer, but used a square gold seal, which expanded rapidly, turned into the size of a mill, and pressed towards Shu Yueji.

Shu Yueji saw that he had completely lost his mind, his figure flashed back, and he jumped over the square golden seal with the Baiyun Sword, and hit the yellow-clothed monk in the face, while the blue mist sword flew out of the sword bag, silently, and circled to attack the back of the yellow-clothed monk's head.

The front protection of the yellow-clothed repair clothes blocked Shu Yueji's Baiyun Sword, but the back of the head protection showed a weak point, and it was broken through by the Qinghao Sword.

The yellow-clothed monk thought that he was dead, but Shu Yueji only broke through his qi sea, and his aura leaked wildly, and he was restrained by Shu Yueji, and his whole body couldn't move.

Shu Yueji threw him in the middle of the corpses of those mortal women, and asked coldly:

"I want to know, who is behind your back and conniving at you to do this evil thing?"

The yellow-clothed monk's eyes were red, and he scolded angrily: "Slut! You slut! ”

Shu Yuechen thought that he would not torture to extract a confession, and he didn't want to endure it anymore, so he was ready to kill him with a sword.

At this time, a deep voice sounded: "This fellow Daoist, keep people under the sword!" This person can't be killed! ”

Shu Yueji raised his eyes and saw that a middle-aged Taoist with a long beard and Lin Jingyong stood on a white cloud and fell from the sky.

That white cloud was a middle-aged Taoist magic weapon, and it was calmly put away by him after it landed.

And Lin Jingyong ran over with a look of surprise: "Wei Nuxia! You're all right! ”

"It's okay, it's someone else!"

Shu Yueji looked at the middle-aged Taoist: "Who is this?" ”

Lin Jingyong hurriedly introduced: "This is the head of our True Fu Sect, Wu, he is here to help us." ”

Master Wu looked at the group of female corpses and the yellow-clothed monk who was restrained by Shu Yueji, frowned deeply, and sighed:

"Bai Yuting, I didn't expect you to do these evil things, and years of cultivation have been wasted!"

It turned out that the real name of the yellow-clothed monk was Bai Yuting.

Bai Yuting didn't pay attention to him at all, and still scolded Shu Yuechen angrily: "Slut! You don't have to die well! ”

Shu Yueji said impatiently: "Master Wu! I think this person should kill it cleaner. ”