The night is dark. The wind is high.

The moon bends like a hook, hiding in the depths of the thick clouds.

It was a good time to cover up the evil, and someone sneaked out of the house and glanced at the two rooms next to it. This is where the three generations of grandparents live, one room for the Yuanying Female Cultivator, and one room for the little ghost with good qualifications.

But in the blink of an eye, a decision was made to deal with the nun. Although it was only a few days, he had also observed that the female cultivator was not easy to get along with, had a strange temper, and often stayed alone in the house, unlike the one surnamed Zhu and the little ghost who came out for a walk.

Then something happened to this female cultivator, and she shouldn't have found out right away!

Sneaking into the house, at this time, most of the monks were meditating and cultivating, and no one would have the divine sense to find out his whereabouts.

There was not a single light in the room, and it took a long time to close her eyes before she opened them, and only then did she get used to the darkness in front of her a little, and the female cultivator sat on the bed alone, as if she was in a meditation and cultivation, rubbing the human bones in her hand, he slowly stepped forward.

The crescent moon hidden in the depths of the clouds came out of nowhere, and the faint moonlight shone through the window, bringing the nun into the moonlight.

The nun sat with her eyes closed, her hands on her knees on either side, motionless like a clay doll.

He pinched the human bone and slowly approached the nun, and the array flag beside the nun shone slightly.

This was not difficult for him, he sneered, took out a ring magic weapon, made several complicated handprints, and the array flag "search" fell into the ring magic weapon.

This female cultivator is also wide-hearted, just such an ordinary protective magic array, is it sure that no one dares to start in the City Lord's Mansion?

Reaching out and touching the nun's shoulder, a cold feeling penetrated to the bone, and he couldn't help but be shocked when he wanted to make a small movement, and then he listened carefully, but he couldn't even hear the nun's breathing.

Could it be that before he could do anything, the nun was already dead? He was terrified, and there was a lifeless shell in front of him...... Could this nun be so dead? But the shell was not as blue and white as the dead monk had seen before, but was still ruddy and lifelike. If he hadn't reached out and touched the coldness, he wouldn't have been sure that the nun was dead.

Touching the nun's hand, it was still so cold to the bone, but his eyes couldn't move away from the storage ring that was glued to the nun's hand at this time.

He could already feel his swallowing, his eyes full of greed. The hands were beautiful, skeletal, slender and beautiful, but his attention was not on them at all, but on the rings between them.

Reaching out to touch the ring, the cold touch made his heart beat faster and faster.

"Huh?" a woman's voice of confusion sounded behind her.

He was startled, and turned his head sharply to see a void primordial spirit staring at him.

At first glance, they seem to be two completely different monks, but if you look closely, you can vaguely make out some similar shadows.

"You...... You ......" He was so shocked that he forgot to run, and looked at the nun in front of him in a daze.

The ethereal primordial spirit returned to the female cultivator's body, and the eyes looked over with a bit of unrestrained sharpness: "You want to do the black hand, en?"

His voice was different from the previous sharp, and his voice was very good, but he was like a great enemy, moving his lips, and his words were incoherent: "You...... You...... Genshin ......"

The female cultivator held a long sword horizontally in her right hand, and several array flags had been thrown out between her left hand, and in a short time, a top-level hidden magic circle that was isolated from exploration had already taken shape.

You can set up a formation with one hand, such a powerful formation method, this is a formation master!

He was so frightened that his feet were like lead and he stood where he was.

A sword stabbed and instantly penetrated his barrier, and the long sword was pressed in front of the Mud Pill Palace.

Touching the stickiness on his body, he came back to his senses a little: blood, this is his blood! Fang Cai's resistance was all instinctive, but even if he tried his best, in her eyes, he still resisted like a child, and it was easily broken.

"You...... You are a Tibetan God monk!" he was so frightened that he could not speak.

Cultivation can be disguised, but the bone age cannot be faked, more than 300 years old Tibetan God monk, how many people can there be in this world? It turns out that this ordinary female cultivator who is covered up with dust on her face is the most powerful figure among them.

"Now that I know it, I can't keep you!"

In his eyes, the figure of the female cultivator had come to him, and the last horror was infinitely magnified, and after all, he struggled for a while, and fell down with unwillingness.

......

On the second day, the demon cultivator surnamed Zhao next door said goodbye without saying goodbye. Zhu Xingyuan knew that he had provoked the monk surnamed Zhao next door, and originally thought of nearly a hundred ways to trick him, but he disappeared.

"That demon cultivator slipped away, he was scared by me, but he was self-aware, and he ran very fast, otherwise, he could wait for me to clean him up!" Zhu Xingyuan was indescribably proud, although he was apprehensive in his heart, but in front of Jia Jia and Qin Zhaohe, he forcibly supported himself.

Jia Jia looked up at him.

"It's me. ”

Qin Zhaohe, who was about to meditate on the bed, stopped unconsciously.

The smile on Zhu Xingyuan's face had not yet dissipated: "Huh, what did you say?"

"I killed it. ”

......

After a while, Zhu Xingyuan rolled his eyes and made the first action since he was stunned: "You...... What do you say?"

"Yesterday, he touched my room and was ready to do it. It just so happened that I came back from my original spirit, and when I saw that he wanted to take away my belongings, he was unkind, so do you want me to endure it? Besides, he has seen me out of my body," Jia Jia said and glanced at Zhu Xingyuan, and slowly spit out eight words: "If you don't enter the hidden gods, you can't wander!"

It's better to hide the gods and not to wander.

Zhu Xingyuan chewed these eight words repeatedly, and only after a long time did he let out a long sigh: "I can't blame you either, but can you start cleanly?"

Jia Jia shook her head: "There shouldn't be! It's just that you only had a conflict with him during the day, and everyone saw him, and the next day he disappeared, and there are few people who will come to you for questioning, so you pay attention." ”

Zhu Xingyuan habitually touched the mustache on the side of his mouth, and slurped: "You are the one who killed the people, and I am the one who is responsible for it?" Lian Jiajia, you are too much!"

"I don't want you to take the blame, but in that case, he has bad intentions and can't keep him. If you kill him, it is reasonable to say, a Yuan Infant Monk killed an out-of-body monk, even if you say it, I'm afraid no one will believe it. Besides, I've really exposed, and it won't do us any good to attract Zhang Mingxi when the time comes. Jia Jia patiently persuaded Zhu Xingyuan.

Zhu Xingyuan took the pot: "The dispute between Dao Xiu and Demon Cultivator is normal, even if Zhang Mingxi comes to look for me in person, it is the same sentence, will he still avenge the surname Zhao? At most, a few words of warning!"