Chapter 151: The True Colors of the Villa

Zou Yijian, who was outside the ancestral hall, didn't even see the figure of the little bird clearly, so he only saw the spirit ghosts around him, as if they had been cut wheat, and fell down in pieces.

The fallen spirit imps didn't lie on the ground for long before they were taken in by a tower in the hands of the little bird. Suddenly, there was one wail after another from the tower.

"Senior brother, listening to this tone, you seem to know this girl. Zhang An asked while watching the little bird mowing the grass outside the ancestral hall.

Zhao Qinglan nodded, "Knowing is knowing, but I didn't expect her to have such a high combat effectiveness." ”

At the time of a stick of incense, all the spirit ghosts outside the ancestral hall were collected in the tower of the little bird. Zou Yijian and Feng Jiayu saw clearly the young girl in the yellow shirt in front of them.

Zou Yijian pointed Wan Lin Guixuan Sword in front of him, and said viciously: "Where did the wild cubs come from, they can actually enter my Sword Worship Villa! And they also captured all my little ghosts! Do you know who Lao Tzu is!?"

Xiaoque flew in front of Zou Yijian with lightning speed, and the "snap" was a big slap!

"Do you know who I am? Except for the one inside, everyone who dared to talk to me so loudly is dead!" Xiao Que pointed to Zhao Qinglan in the ancestral hall.

It stands to reason that Zou Yijian, who is already a spirit body, is impossible to be hit by mortals, even if it is as strong as Chen Jingwu, if he doesn't use the Tiangang magic weapon like dust, there is no way to take Zou Yijian. But at this time, Xiaoque didn't say a word, it was a slap, and Zou Yijian was stunned.

When he came back to his senses, Zou Yijian was furious, lifted his sword and slashed towards Xiaoque, "This Baijian Villa is Lao Tzu's territory, and it's not your turn to be presumptuous!"

With a flick of his fingers, Xiao Que flicked the Wanlin Guixuan Sword that Zou Yijian was attacking seven or eight feet away, and said disdainfully: "If you occupy a kennel, you really regard yourself as a king?!" It cannot be denied that the hidden formation of your mountain villa is doing a good job, and it is rare for ordinary people to find it and it is rare for ordinary people to come in. Can I be an ordinary person, sister? Zhao Gongzi came to you to get a sword, and if you give it to him honestly, it will be over, and you still want to smoke his soul? I think you are really impatient. Give you two choices, first, go into the Linglong Tower by yourself, and I will send you to the underworld. Second, I will take you into the Linglong Pagoda, and then take you back to be baptized by your sister, and then send you to the underworld. The choice is yours. ”

These words are really arrogant, Zou Yijian has been rampant in Baijian Villa for nearly three hundred years, and no one has dared to speak like this in front of him.

"I choose your ancestor!" Zou Yijian scolded, and wanted to turn around to pick up the sword.

"Hmph, don't blame me if you don't take the road that is comfortable for you!" Xiao Que snorted, put the Linglong Pagoda in front of her, and said something in her mouth.

The Linglong Pagoda then got bigger and bigger, and Zou Yijian saw that the situation was not good, so he turned around and abandoned the sword and fled.

Although he was a spirit, the speed at which he could escape could not catch up with the speed at which the Linglong Tower had grown. Before he escaped ten zhang away, he was covered by the huge Linglong Tower.

The little finch muttered a few words again, and the Linglong Pagoda shrank to its original size again, and placed it quietly in the palm of the little finch.

"Okay, don't hide there, come out and breathe, such thick smoke, if you smoke to death, I won't be able to explain to my sister." Xiaoque beckoned, signaling that Zhao Qinglan could come out.

Zhao Qinglan cautiously leaned to the door, looked around a few times, and looked at Feng Jiayu floating at the door, Zhao Qinglan never dared to take a step.

Zhang An pushed him violently and pushed him out, "Senior brother, Xiaoque's combat effectiveness is so strong, what are you afraid of." Get out of here, I'm about to be smoked into bacon by this room full of incense. ”

Everyone walked out of the ancestral hall, and Xiaoque showed the Linglong Pagoda to everyone, "Don't worry, the Linglong Pagoda is dedicated to collecting little ghosts, once you enter, my sister and I can't release it." ”

Zhao Qinglan took a closer look, Zou Yijian had been locked up on the top layer of the Linglong Tower, and at this time, his eyes were wide with anger, staring viciously at the circle of people around him.

"Yo he! they're all locked up, and they're still so fierce! Don't you want to take your master's life?" Zhao Qinglan provoked Zou Yijian in the Linglong Tower, and used her fingers to form a bow, flicking it a few times.

"Okay, okay, don't get scared. Xiao Que put away the Linglong Pagoda, turned around and flew up to pull up the Wanlin Guixuan sword that was inserted on the side, and said as he walked: "The soul in this sword is not a normal soul, but an evil spirit, my sister said, this sword will be handed over to her to deal with for the time being, and after it is repaired, it will be returned to you." ”

Zhao Qinglan looked at Chen Jingwu and saw that the master nodded, Zhao Qinglan had no choice but to say, "That's okay, but can you take me to see Miss Xiaoqing now?"

Xiaoque knew that she had missed her mouth, and hurriedly opened the topic: "My sister is busy to death now, how can I have time to see you." When the time is right, we will naturally be able to meet. Don't you still have a lot of questions, hurry up and ask the female ghosts, I have to send them to the underworld!"

Seeing that Xiaoque was reluctant to say, Zhao Qinglan Ye was not good at entanglement, after all, he couldn't beat him.

So everyone surrounded Feng Jiayu again and looked at her with a questioning expression.

"Let's tell you about it, I know that General Xinghuai has probably already told you. Feng Jiayu didn't resist much, and explained on his own.

"Xinghuai occasionally got the Wanlin Guixuan Sword back then, but he died before he could repair the soul. After Jian'er took over the villa, he showed an extraordinary talent for instrumentation. That year, he summoned many masters of the world to come to repair the spirit sword, and on the night of the sword, He Yu jumped into the sword furnace and turned into the soul of the Wanlin Guixuan Sword. But what I never expected was that He Yu had already been taken away by the evil spirit, and after turning into a soul, Jian'er's heart also changed dramatically, and overnight, the entire manor was bleeding, and there was no one alive. In order not to arouse the suspicion of the world, Jian'er took out the two souls and six spirits of the other instrument masters and sent them out of the villa. With a little skill, the villa turned into a paradise. ”

As he spoke, Feng Jiayu raised his hand and waved, the surrounding scenery was like a picture scroll of deink, and all kinds of scenes rose like ashes, looking around, this was the original scene of Baijian Villa.

The tall trees had become a ruined sword-forging platform, the clear pond was full of corpses, and the water was stained bright red, and there were no children playing, and there were no disciples who practiced swords, and the whole manor was full of piles of corpses and dried and blackened blood.

Zhao Qinglan looked down, hurriedly shrunk her feet and fled behind Zhang An, and a few words of corpses were placed sideways on the ground.

But if you look closely, all the corpses are sealed by a sword.

"Iniquity, what a iniquity. Chen Jingwu shook his head and sighed.

Yue Cang also turned his head away, and couldn't bear to look at it again.

Xiao Que suddenly turned his head to look at Zhang An, and said with a cold expression: "There is a spirit breath in the wear! It seems that there is still one missing!

As he spoke, the little finch pulled hard, and March Thunder was tightly held in the little finch's hands!