The Floating Life Pavilion has been completely encroached upon by the demons, and there are strange-looking, fierce and vicious demon species wandering around.

Yan Luo walked leisurely on the road with a wooden fan, her skin whiter and whiter from her feather-adorned black dress, and her long trail slid across the ground without any dust.

The direction she was walking in was an ice chamber that had been newly built when the demons conquered the Floating Pavilion.

The entrance to the ice room was guarded by demon soldiers, and there was no defensive array, and Yan Luo stood outside, watching the demon soldiers move corpses into the ice room.

When it came to the last one, an accident happened.

The woman, who had already lost her breath, suddenly moved her fingers, and her eyes slowly opened.

Realizing the existence of the demons, she struggled to break free from the restraints, fell to the ground, and stood up with all her strength as soon as she rolled over.

Yan Luo sneered, "Yo, there is still one alive, it seems that you are lucky not to be killed on the spot." ”

She looked carefully at the girl who had come back from the dead, and remembered something, "You are the person that the old lady tried her best to protect that day, is your name Lingyun?" I am very curious why the old lady protects you so much, are you her daughter?"

The disciples of the Fusheng Pavilion are all innocent, and they regard their own reputation as more important than anything else, how can they be so insulted, Lingyun gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Phew! Cheap woman, don't insult my master!"

Yan Luo not only didn't get angry, but laughed and said: "It's all injured like this, and you dare to argue with me, your extremely respected master is now seriously injured, life is better than death, she was injured like that to save you, don't you feel ashamed?"

Lingyun stood with a strong force, and when he heard the words of the master's serious injury and coma, his heart suddenly sank to the bottom, and he almost collapsed to the ground, and his already pale face was even more bloodless at the moment.

Yan Luo seemed to appreciate her expression, and continued to fan the flames: "As a disciple, I am not good at learning, and I will only lag behind at the critical moment, and I will also burden your master and a group of senior sisters and sisters to die for you, don't you feel guilty of conscience?"

Lingyun clutched his chest and shook his head, and said nonsense: "No, it's not like this...... I didn't hurt them, they volunteered to save me, and I didn't force her to ......."

"Tut-tut, look at your face, if you go to the Netherworld, what kind of face do you have to meet them?" Yan Luo seduced her step by step and said: "So, I arranged a very good way for you to die, so that your soul will be scattered and you will not have a trip to the underworld, do you say?"

The eyes flashed with black fireflies, like bright stars in the night sky.

Consciousness invaded his mind, and Lingyun went from a painful struggle to a numb hollowness that lost the consciousness of resistance, only in a moment.

The two demon soldiers lifted the spirit cloud again and sent it into the ice chamber, and soon there was a hoarse cry of pain from inside, which stopped abruptly when they reached the peak.

As if he hadn't heard anything, Yan Luo took a lotus step back and walked into the ice room.

Countless corpses were piled up into a hill, and it was Zhou Xiaotong who greedily devoured spiritual power and soul in front of the corpses.

At this moment, she had changed her appearance, lying on the ice bed with her eyes closed, naked, covered only with a piece of turquoise tulle, her legs and feet were locked in shackles, and the other end of the shackles was embedded in the four corners of the ice room, which could not be torn off no matter what.

This chain is the Nine Shadows Black Dark Iron, produced in the abyss of the Black Sea, and is used to tame high-level demonic beasts.

The puppets cultivated by the demons are full of power, and they are not very easy to control at the beginning, and they need to be carefully trained to play the maximum role, otherwise once they get out of control, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Yan Luo walked into Zhou Xiaotong, leaned over to look at the magic pattern that had formed on her forehead, and showed a gorgeous smile, "In two days, it will be done, I hope you wake up and be obedient, don't let me work too hard." ”

Walking out of the ice room, Yan Luo summoned some demon soldiers and ordered: "Go to the town to catch some more people, live or die, whoever catches one, I will be rewarded." ”

The demon soldier said excitedly: "Yes." ”

......

Inside the wine cellar.

When he came back from another trip, Li Jiang Mudong and Mo Junqian and the disciples of the Fusheng Pavilion gathered around to discuss countermeasures.

"There are many more demon soldiers outside, and they seem to be constantly looking for corpses, and even the beggars on the street corners have been removed, obviously they didn't care about it before. ”

Mu Dong said as he teased the child with his fingers, causing the child to laugh.

Li Jiang glanced at him, Mu Dong smiled, and let the child go to play alone.

"What do they want so many corpses for?" Ji Yue said, "Do you want to absorb aura, but beggars don't have aura." ”

Mo Junqian: "Not only beggars, but many people in the town have been taken away by them, and there is no one left." ”

Mu Dong: "Could it be that you want to do some forbidden secret methods, those methods and spells of the demon clan are all evil and weird." ”

The answer to the topic gradually focused on Li Jiang, and everyone looked at Li Jiang together, but saw that he was distracted.

Mu Dong leaned forward and asked softly, "Senior brother, what are you thinking?"

Li Jiang came back to his senses, his face a little solemn.

Mu Dong had a bad premonition, and whenever Senior Brother showed this expression, it meant that the problem was very serious.

"I once read a book about the secret method of the demon clan in the sect, which recorded a method of cultivating demon puppets, which is somewhat similar to the current situation. ”

Mu Dong tried his best to search all the records of the secret methods of the demon clan in his mind, but unfortunately this wooden fish-like brain did not cooperate with him.

Li Jiang: "The demon puppet is based on the divine soul, devouring a large amount of soul and spiritual power to nourish the divine soul, once the puppet is refined, the power is strong, and it has a hundred times its own strength, and the process of devouring must be carried out in a dark and cold place, so that the qi can flow into the body without external interference." ”

Li Jiang's voice became deeper and deeper, "I think I probably know why the demon clan chose the Floating Life Pavilion first, because there are many women and heavy yin qi, which is more conducive to the refining of puppets." ”

Ji Yue's face was pale, her heart was beating a little fast, her fingers trembled slightly, and she felt a little afraid.

It must be very painful to be sucked dry of soul and spiritual power, right? Lingyun was also sucked dry like that, and his soul was scattered, right?

A chill crept up her spine, and she felt a little cold.

"Hey, where's Lingyin?"

Ji Yue raised her head suddenly, "Lingyun, where is Lingyun, isn't she dead?"

Mu Dong looked at her inexplicably, "What Lingyun, I'm talking about Lingyin, our little sister Lingyin." ”

Ji Yue felt speechless, nodded perfunctorily, and said, "I'm a little uncomfortable, I'll go over there first." ”

Ignoring her, Mu Dong asked again: "Where has little sister Lingyin gone?" I feel like I haven't seen her for a long time. ”

Li Jiang looked at the entrance of the wine cellar, and a ghostly light crossed his eyes.