Jiang Xueji walked out of the house, it was dark for an hour, the house had been lit up, the old beggar was already tired and sweating, seeing her come out, while wiping the sweat and admonishing: "It's very dangerous outside, why did you come out? Come into the house and lie down." ”

As soon as the words fell, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, Jiang Xueji walked without a sound, the sweat on his forehead dripped down, his palms began to sweat, and his right hand began to touch the magic weapon.

"I just want to help you. Jiang Xueji smiled, the veil looked unreal under the light of the bonfire, the bright light of the fire on her face was very moving, and her hand was quickly withdrawn from behind her back.

"No need, you're also injured...... the old beggar immediately pulled out the floating dust and stretched out his hand to block it, she was not injured at all, although there was a floating dust to resist, the old beggar still flew out and fell heavily to the ground.

Jiang Xueji's hand was tightly holding the Hundred Ghost Blade, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she held the blade, pointed at everyone in the courtyard and said, "Today, you all have to die." ”

"Jiang Xueji, be sober, you are possessed by evil spirits!" The old beggar threw a bronze mirror, and the bronze mirror fell to the ground, splitting apart, clearly reflecting Jiang Xueji's appearance.

She's not possessed, she's who she is.

Jiang Xueji sneered, and as soon as the hundred ghost blade in his hand turned, the blade walked towards the old beggar, and there were already children's cries and noises in the crowd, and he couldn't really hear it.

"Old beggar, you treat me well, you can leave. The veil on Jiang Xueji's face has been removed, her face is smooth cheeks, and the original scar has disappeared.

"You... You drank the Hundred Ghost Brew. "Only after drinking the Hundred Devil Brew will you know everything about this poison, and a small amount of intake is not fatal and even beneficial to the body, except for being unable to move for nearly a day.

How much malice and hatred there is in the heart, how deep the mana will be, and it will also be immortal and immortal, and will always be in the abyss of malice and hatred.

Jiang Xueji didn't say much, and began to look for it in the crowd with a hundred ghost blades, some people wanted to run, but they couldn't open their legs at all, and the cries of children were mixed with painful moans and begging for mercy.

She stopped in front of a strong man, the hundred ghost blades in her hands kept hitting the ground, she slowly lifted his chin with the blade, the strong man's eyes were full of fear, and his mouth kept begging for mercy.

Without the slightest hesitation, the Hundred Ghost Blade slashed in half from his chin and down his head, the edge of the knife neatly and neatly, blood gushing out, splashing onto her face and body, and the hem of her skirt was stained with a large area of bright red.

She finally smiled with relief and searched the crowd for her next target.

"Jiang Xueji!" The old beggar jumped up with the strength of the wall, and the dust in his hand flew towards Jiang Xueji.

Jiang Xueji stretched out the Hundred Ghost Blade to resist, and the dust immediately wrapped the Hundred Ghost Blade, the two were deadlocked, the old beggar glanced at the sky, and in another hour, the little madman should be back, and he will be saved at that time.

"They are all innocent, you shouldn't..." The old beggar's words angered Jiang Xueji, and she raised her head and cracked into several pieces of dust, scattering in all directions.

"Innocent. Jiang Xueji sneered, the old beggar was also beaten a few meters with a palm, the old beggar's obsessive cultivation is just a mortal body in the end, no matter how high and profound the spiritual power is, there is no limit to it, in the face of Jiang Xueji's hand-held spiritual weapon, there is no way to kill the evil spirit with murderous intent, and ordinary spells are helpless against her.

She carried the Hundred Ghost Blades and approached him step by step, there was no life in her eyes, it was a cursed look, scarlet eyes, she was already crazy. The old beggar held the folding fan tightly in his hand, his knuckles were white, he knew that Jiang Xueji had already had murderous intent, and he was not her opponent.

The old beggar quickly took out the folding fan, and flew out as a hidden weapon, praying that the folding fan could collect Jiang Xueji into the folding fan.

The folding fan was split open, split in two, and fell to the ground, and the old beggar's heart also fell to the bottom.

"Come back, little madman!" the old beggar threw the bird out at the last moment, and rolled over and picked up the stick on the ground.

He said he would definitely come back. The old beggar's desire to fight was hooked, even if he died today, he would protect this Yulin City and wait for the little madman to come back.

"Jiang Xueji, the Jiang family is forced by the situation, and if you want to take revenge, you have found the wrong person! You have a good life, but you have to wade into this troubled water, and make yourself a ghost and a ghost, you are confused!" The old beggar was already dizzy, and he dared to say anything, and he was not afraid that she Jiang Xueji would be provoked again.

Jiang Xueji turned her head to look at the crowd, and the lean man she carried casually fell to the ground, the blade of the knife was across his neck, and she asked sharply, "Are you guilty?"

The man raised his hands above his head, did not dare to move, and replied again and again: "Guilty and guilty." ”

In the next second, the blade directly cut his neck, blood gushed out, the man fell to the ground with wide eyes, covered the wound tightly, the blood flowed quickly, and the man convulsed a few times before he stopped moving.

Jiang Xueji found a young man dressed as an official again, still with the same action and the same problem, the young man learned to be obedient, and immediately replied: "No crime, I'm not guilty, let me go." ”

Jiang Xueji's eyes showed a cold light, the old beggar just wanted to let the young man dodge, but he was already in a different place.

The scene was already chaotic, the unconscious were lying on the ground, consciously frightened and crawling in all directions, hugging their heads and crying, the timid even knelt directly on the ground and begged for mercy, crying, and the fragrance of flowers in the air was replaced by a strong smell of blood.

The Hundred Ghost Blade in Jiang Xueji's hand was already trembling slightly, making an excited sound, Jiang Xueji laughed loudly, laughing almost crazy.

She knew very well that no one could escape the Jade Lin City even half a step, and this city would be her outstanding work, reborn from the dead.

"You all have to die. She restrained her smile, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and said firmly word by word, and the cold tears in her eyes fell.

The old beggar was stunned, he even wanted to wipe away the tears for her, what kind of grievances and sadness would shed tears, her smile and charm were all covered.

"Old beggar, you have no idea what I've been through. Her tears suddenly broke and fell, and with panic, she had no time to hide the despair and desolation.

The old beggar was speechless for a while, he didn't know what to say, Jiang Xueji, who was holding a hundred ghost blades, was obviously a demon, and unexpectedly he really felt sorry for her.

Feng Mancheng's heart was also in severe pain at this time, and he saw the news of the spirit bird, but he couldn't move at all now, he was tied up to death, and Feng Youzi personally watched over him.

His eyes were red, and he kept begging his brother to let him go back, and gilded grapes rolled down the ground.

"Full city, after tomorrow, you can go wherever you want, and my brother will never stop you. The Wind Wanderer put his hands behind his back and looked at the almost crazy Wind Mancheng on the ground.