In Lu Yun's hands, the tail and back needles are rarely used for frontal combat, and the power of the short sword is lonely and flexible, but the strength is insufficient.

However, in this environment, if you want to hide the true way of fighting, it is best to use the tail pin.

The cold blade was like a ghost, grazing the man's back, and while cutting a bloody mark, the other party's fingers brushed along Lu Yun's cheek.

A fine pain appeared, his fingers touched his cheek, wiping away the blood, Lu Yun squinted his eyes and retreated again.

The two have been in contact with each other, like a game of cat and mouse, and after fighting for a while, the man with a higher cultivation level could not suppress Lu Yun.

After Lu Yun's successful sneak attack with another sword, the man smiled angrily.

"If you're a thief, you know how to sneak."

"Okay, can I not fight with you?"

"Come out, let's be reasonable!"

This persuaded peace on the battlefield, the man spoke smoothly, and even took the initiative to put away his posture and stand in place, looking like I stop you and look like a random master.

The short sword in the dark did not appear again, and Lu Yun's figure appeared above the gate.

Stepping on the toes an inch below, the whole person's nerves are tense, and he can strike again at any time.

The tail needle in her hand hung down to her side, a faint color of blood flowing on the black blade before dripping to the ground.

The snapping sound made the man's ears move, and he resisted the desire to attack and stared at Lu Yun.

"Which family sent you?"

The hostility of the other side did not diminish much, but it did stop the attack.

Hearing this, Lu Yun knew that he had guessed correctly.

This person, like himself, is not a native of the Ghost Village.

In Lu Yun's opinion, this person's cultivation is strong and calm, which is a realm that can only be achieved after steady and steady development, and it is not vain.

For this kind of person, it is difficult for Lu Yun to please.

But in the battle, he faintly felt that he was pressing down on the other party, and Lu Yun guessed that the other party was also hiding his strength.

This will also make the other party realize that something is wrong.

Lu Yun didn't answer, she was guessing the identity of the other party.

"I don't care who sent you, anyway, you saw it, that brute is a bastard, and tomorrow is the last time."

"As long as you don't get in my way, you can do whatever you want."

didn't care about Lu Yun's coldness, dropping these words, the man walked into the house, and the door was slammed shut to cut off the view.

Falling lightly to the ground, Lu Yun's eyes were filled with a moment.

She didn't understand the other person's words at all, but the other party seemed to misunderstand that he was from a place he knew.

Met someone?

She came to find the second senior brother, but she didn't see her.

Think about the actions of men today, and the other party refers to the woman in the coffin?

But she didn't know each other.

What else is tomorrow the last time?

Contact the village to say that a group of people will come tomorrow, and it is estimated that there is something involved.

As for who the beast in the other party's mouth was, Lu Yun didn't know anything.

In the face of this beautiful misunderstanding, Lu Yun had no intention of explaining, she just came to find someone, and she didn't plan to get involved in anything, let alone stop the other party's behavior.

Returning to the room arranged by the other party, Lu Yun ended the night in meditation.

The spiritual power near the Yin Soul Village is quite sufficient, but these ghost cultivators prefer resentment to spiritual power.

The morning sun is born, piercing the shadows and spilling the earth.

In the early morning, the Yin Soul Village began to surge, and those ghost cultivators with stiff faces wandered around like wandering spirits.

On the periphery of the small courtyard, after Lu Yun appeared, some sights appeared and disappeared.

Lu Yun hid her figure, she was ready to watch what was going to happen today, and it was best to take the opportunity to look for clues again.

Yesterday, the woman should not have lied to herself, Meng Lin appeared and disappeared.

Disappearing in such a short period of time, it should be that there is something here that I haven't discovered.

On the outskirts of Yin Soul Village, a group of people appeared.

Counting, more than twenty, the age is not very old, the cultivation is very average, and the highest is only two monks in the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

They followed the convoy and appeared in the village of the Shadows.

Some people don't know what this place is, while others find clues.

"Isn't this the Ghost Village, what are you doing here?"

"I don't know, the city lord said that the last level of the martial arts competition is here, and he said that he wanted to hide Miss Ning, and whoever can find Miss Ning first will be able to win the final victory."

"Is this the case with martial arts recruitment?"

Muttering, many people looked at this place vigilantly.

The number of ghost cultivators is not large, and most of the time, as long as they are not close to the territory of the ghost cultivators, the well water does not interfere with the existence of river water, which is also the reason why Ningyang Mansion has not destroyed Yin Soul Village over the years.

A lot of people know about it, but they've never been there.

Stepping into this strange and dead place today has dealt a blow to some people.

The worst of them is Cao Yu.

Cao Yu followed closely behind him, and his voice was unsteady: "I always feel that there is a problem here, you look at those people like dead people." ”

"I think he looks at us like dead people."

The man responded, and the two walked side by side, very vigilant.

"Maybe it's because it's dangerous enough here, so the last level is placed here to prove our sincerity to Miss Ning."

Some people speculated that when Cao Yu heard this, he nodded subconsciously.

Yes, if you want to marry someone else's girl, you still have to accept this trial.

Interestingly, the arrival of this group of people did not cause unrest in the Netherworld Village, and the ghost cultivators stood on both sides of the street, allowing these people to watch everywhere.

In the corner, Lu Yun's gaze swept over Cao Yu's cheeks, and finally stopped on the carriage.

According to them, it was Miss Ning who was sitting there.

Does anyone really believe in this kind of "trial" of martial arts competition to recruit relatives?

Could it be that the ghost cultivators said that the group of people who would come today were these people, but those ghost cultivators were full of malice at that time.

The city lord and the ghost cultivator have colluded, and they are ready to use this group of people to do something, and the competition to recruit relatives is just a pretense, so there is a statement regardless of identity.

After all, casual cultivation is easier to control.

For a while, this idea flashed through Lu Yun's mind and confirmed it.

When Lu Yun was about to avoid it, the carriage curtain shook, and a hand stretched out.

"Miss Ning is getting off."

Someone shouted, attracting all eyes.

The fingers are slender, the skin is like congealed cream, the wide-sleeved long skirt wraps the graceful figure, and the bright red dress is like a blooming flower, beautiful and dangerous.

There is a touching smile on the face of the stunning.

Miss Ning's appearance is bright and atmospheric, and when she raises her eyes, she can see the dignity of the daughter of the city lord.

Just that face, in the cultivation world where beauties are everywhere, it is also rare.

After seeing Miss Ning's appearance, many people gasped, and some people who wanted to retreat instantly became firm.

They looked directly at Miss Ning, and in these greedy wolf-like eyes, Miss Ning was calm and composed.

"Don't be afraid, I'll be waiting for you in a place in the village as planned."

"Axue is looking forward to your arrival."

She smiled lightly and said gentle words, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were like blooming spring light, incomparably brilliant.