The sharp golden hairpin fell in the middle-aged man's frightened eyes, drawing a ruthless trajectory in the air.

Poof!

Seven sounds penetrated the flesh in a row, and the red blood dripped down the hairpin head of the golden hairpin onto the grass and trees.

Lin Yi gently wiped away the blood stains with his precious clothes, and then calmly looked directly into the eyes of the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's eyes were dilated, and at the last moment of his life, he recognized the girl in front of him and thought of the night that made him remember it endlessly.

The girl who was like a sheep at the beginning, at this time, the corners of her mouth curved a strange arc.

Xia Tu felt that Lin Yi's state was not quite right, and motioned to Liu Yu to take a look with his eyes.

Liu Yu understood, slowly walked to her side, raised his hand and patted Lin Yi's shoulder, and said with concern: "Lin Yi?"

"Yu ......"

Lin Yi opened his mouth and replied, "I'm fine." Then she turned to Liu Yu and smiled brightly. For some reason, Liu Yu saw her smile and felt a little chilly.

"Sister......

Lin Yi returned the golden hairpin to Gu Xiaojing, Gu Xiaojing raised her hand and touched her soft hair, a trace of worry flashed in her eyes.

"Liu Yu, take her to rest. ”

Liu Yu shook his neck and helped Lin Yi to the side of the tree.

The edge of the stream has regained its former tranquility, and the flowers and plants bathed in pools of blood are even more vivid.

Xia Tu squatted in front of the middle-aged man, his fingers curled into claws, covering his face.

Dementor!

The middle-aged man's soul was forcibly pulled out, and the mechanical power in Xia Tu's body poured out, turning into black chains, tightly entangled around the middle-aged man's soul.

After a while, the divine soul suddenly exploded into a sky of star dust, and a smile appeared on the corner of Xia Tu's mouth.

It's really hard to find a place to step on iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!

After the Mechanic Template was upgraded to a mechanical spirit, Xia Tu also activated a series of soul-related skills, and he had just probed the middle-aged man's soul and knew the goal of his trip.

This caravan of the Zhang family turned out to be going to the Ling Tian Sword Sect to exchange resources, and through the memory of the middle-aged man, the Ji Chong Tree he had been looking for before was also within the sphere of influence of the Ling Tian Sword Sect.

However, it is a pity that he can only read recent memories, and after searching for souls, he will completely destroy the divine soul, and there is no way to use it to possess spirits.

"I have a plan ......"

Calling everyone together, Shatu told what he had discovered.

"Do you want to pretend to be the Zhang family's caravan and infiltrate the Ling Tian Sword Sect? The Zhang family often interacts with them, and there must be a fixed person in contact with them. Let's come to the door rashly, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deceive the people of the Ling Tian Sword Sect. ”

After listening to Xia Tu's plan, Wang Dieyi expressed her concerns. Xia Tu frowned and sighed.

At this moment, there was a strange sound behind him, like the sound of pulling out the cork. Everyone looked at each other, only to see Sun Yao holding a bloody thing with one hand, while the face of the corpse under him was a bloody blur.

"Old Sun, is this?" Xia Tu swallowed and foamed, the corners of his mouth twitched, is the old man's taste so heavy?

Sun Yao said calmly: "The old man has a way, but it will take a few days. Childe, come with the old man. ”

Xia Tu followed Sun Yao to the woods, and after a while, his exclamation was heard.

A few days later.

"Old Sun, where is the son?" Wang Dieyi asked the smiling Sun Yao as she adjusted the pipa strings.

This old and young man has been mysterious and mysterious recently, leaving early and returning late. Everyone's hearts were like cat's claws scratching, full of curiosity. Every time I asked them, the two of them looked mysterious, and they only knew it for a few days.

Sun Yao pointed to the woods and shouted, "Childe, come out." ”

The branches of the trees rustled, and a figure appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

After seeing his appearance clearly, Gu Xiaojing's eyes were full of cold light, and the nine golden hairpins were buzzing. The person in front of him was the middle-aged man they killed that day.

"Xiaojing, don't. It's me, it's me. Just kidding. ”

Xia Tu wiped a cold sweat, Gu Xiaojing's golden hairpin didn't want to make a haircut. He looked like a middle-aged man and waved his hands to ask for mercy.

Sun Yao also hurriedly stopped Gu Xiaojing, who was about to make a move, and she looked at Sun Yao suspiciously.

"It's hard to get into the hall of elegance with a little gadget. However, it can help Childe realize his plan. ”

After some explanation, everyone was amazed. This turned out to be a human skin mask!

It was made by Sun Yao after refining it with his secret method, plus the demon pill of a fierce beast called the seven-colored pheasant. Not only can you conjure up your face, but you can even disguise your body.

On this basis, Xia Tu possessed them again, and the original owner's divine soul was attached to the mask, so that whether it was appearance, breath, or divine soul fluctuations, all of them were the same, enough to confuse the real with the fake.

As for Xia Tu's appearance now, it is completely his bad taste, and he just wants to scare Gu Xiaojing and the others.

"This mask will only last for seven days, without further ado. Let's dress up in disguise and go to the Ling Tian Sword Sect to send a surprise. Xia Tu brushed his beard under his chin and distributed the remaining masks to the crowd.

After a stick of incense, everyone changed greatly.

They took the goods that had been collected a long time ago and went straight to the Ling Tian Sword Sect.

......

Ling Tian Sword Sect.

The disciples guarding the gate complained with their stomachs, they had been waiting here for nearly three hours, but the caravan of the Zhang family of the Qin State still did not come.

"Those Qin people won't bury themselves in the belly of the beast. A disciple with buckteeth cursed.

Another disciple beside him snorted coldly, "Who knows?"

Another hour later, the sun gradually rose to its highest point, and the sunlight dispelled the clouds above the Kongsang Mountain.

A group of centaurs also appeared in the sight of the two disciples.

Sun Yao came to the door of the Ling Tian Sword Sect, took out a token and handed it to the Bucktooth disciple, he saluted and apologized, "The mountain road is difficult to travel, and it has been delayed for some time. ”

Slandering in his heart, the bucktooth disciple said with a smile on his mouth: "It's okay. Anyway. Steward Zhang has been running all the way, thinking that he must be tired, please follow me to the guest room to rest for a while, Senior Brother Lu, go and inform the elders. ”

The disciple surnamed Lu turned to leave, and after walking a few meters, he frowned, walked back again, and asked suspiciously, "Why don't you see Master Zhang Qiong?" And why are there only a few of you left in this caravan?"

"I heard that the Yuehua tree was born, and the lord took people to join in the fun. Eh, if it weren't for the appointment with your sect, I would also like to see and see. Sun Yao answered fluently, and they had already thought of the answers to these questions on the way.

The disciple surnamed Lu smiled disdainfully in his heart, he still wanted a piece of the pie with those straw bales? If it weren't for the secret path provided by the Ling Tian Sword Sect, I'm afraid that these people wouldn't even be able to reach the Ling Tian Sword Sect, and they would all die on the top of the Kongsang Mountain.

After a haha, the disciple surnamed Lu turned around and stepped into the sect.

Since they had traded many times and they hadn't carefully inspected them, those goods that had been added were directly pushed into the Ling Tian Sword Sect by another group of disciples.

And Xia Tu and his party also followed the bucktooth disciples to the guest room to rest.

On the way, they passed through an upside-down waterfall, like a Milky Way, imposing. Next to the waterfall stands a towering sword monument, on which the sword marks are dense, exuding a fierce aura.

After walking down a path, you will be greeted by a row of exquisite guest rooms, surrounded by exotic flowers and plants, and the fragrance of the fragrance wafts into your nose.

There are some winding paths leading to secluded places, and the feeling of deep grass and trees in the meditation room.

The rooms were also spotless, apparently because they were cleaned from time to time.

The Bucktooth disciple saluted, took out some pastries and fairy tea, said that the elder would be there in a moment, and left on his own.

The crowd was not annoyed by his rudeness, and took out the food they had brought and ate it leisurely.

After a stick of incense, I only heard an elegant voice coming from the courtyard.

"The hospitality is not good, and I ask for your bearing. ”