Bai Yueguang's stand-in cries all over the realm of comprehension

Since coming down the mountain, Jiang Yanlu has been either killing demons or on the way to killing demons.

After that, she went to Fengqi Mountain with other senior brothers and sisters.

Thinking about it carefully, she and Qiyue haven't seen each other for several months.

Although she didn't show it on weekdays, it didn't mean that she didn't miss him.

Qiyue recently returned to the Demon Realm to deal with the remnants of the witchcraft.

Jiang Yanlu didn't know much about the Demon Realm.

From Qiyue's previous words, she probably guessed how difficult the Wuhe matter would be.

I don’t know if he encountered any obstacles or was in any danger.

It would be great if we could learn about Qiyue's recent life through the system.

After Jiang Yanlu asked, the system immediately gave an answer.

【Qiyue is at Fengqi Mountain. 】

Jiang Yanlu was stunned for a moment, thinking he heard wrongly: "Where is he?"

【On the way to see you. 】

Suddenly a brand new picture appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The screen was filled with thick fog, making it impossible to see anything else.

The system's cold mechanical female voice continued to sound in Jiang Yanlu's sea of ​​consciousness.

[The degree of danger in the heavy fog of Fengqi Mountain is increased or reduced according to the talent and cultivation level of the person entering the mountain. 】

[The higher the talent and the stronger the cultivation level, the longer the time will be trapped and the greater the danger they will face. 】

[He hasn’t come out yet. 】

Jiang Yanlu pursed his red lips, feeling a little worried.

However, the life and death contract between her and Qi Yue did not show any reaction.

It shows that he is in pretty good condition now.

Jiang Yanlu felt a little relieved.

A sense of anticipation of meeting Qi Yue gradually arose.

The corner of Jiang Yanlu's lips rose slightly. As she watched the scene in the sea of ​​consciousness disappear, she suddenly remembered one more thing:
"Since you can see the current situation of Yun Qing and Qi Yue, can you also see the man wearing the silver mask? Help me bring up his picture."

They had been investigating for so long, except that they knew that the man had gone to the second elder of Bai Yao Valley to change the heart of a woman.

There are no other clues.

If we could retrieve all the information about the man wearing the silver mask directly from the system and know where the man's lair is,
Then they can make a foolproof plan.

After listening to Jiang Yanlu's words, the system pretended to be silent again.

Jiang Yanlu: "..."

The system has always had a way of pretending to be dead.

She was too lazy to talk nonsense to the other party.

She had already vaguely guessed who the system was related to.

She knew that if the system didn't want to tell her, it wouldn't speak anyway.

She was too lazy to talk nonsense with the system, which not only wasted time but also wasted energy.

Jiang Yanlu's eyes fell on the little Wuling floating in the air: "Go faster."

Little Wuling immediately responded: "Okay!"
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In the next few days, Jiang Yanlu killed several monsters, but did not encounter anyone else.

Non-main spirits were captured by her and used as coolies.

Responsible for helping her put the corpses of monsters on the ground into mustard bags.

The little guy didn't have any resentment at all, and he was proud because Jiang Yanlu praised him for cleaning up quickly and being very useful, and that he was her right-hand man.

After collecting the corpse of the monster, the non-main spirit did not go back, but sat on Jiang Yanlu's shoulder, chatting with her to relieve her boredom.

From time to time, he would chat with Xiaowu Ling in front of him.

Although the little fog spirit was suspected of using the thick fog and ghosts to trick and siege Jiang Yanlu in the early days, Nian Zai performed well in the past few days and led the way very well, and was treated seriously by the non-main spirit.

One of them is a tree spirit, and the other is a fog spirit. They are both conceived from the aura of heaven and earth, and they are somewhat similar.

Relatively speaking, there are more common languages.

In addition, the non-main spirit is a complete chatterbox, but within half a day, the two spirits became known as "Brother Fei" and "Sister Xiaowu".

It was the non-main spirit who proposed it on his own initiative, saying that this could bring the relationship between them closer.

Jiang Yanlu's mouth twitched when he heard these two indescribable titles, showing an expression of incomprehension but respect.

She originally thought that the non-main spirit was trying to get close to her because she was attracted by the little mist spirit.

I want to enhance the relationship between them and develop a romantic relationship by calling this kind of behavior specially.

But Jiang Yanlu obviously overestimated the IQ and EQ of the non-main spirit.

It worked hard to create such a show, not for its own love, but to let more spirits join its colorful team.

Jiang Yanlu: "..."

When she listened to the non-main spirit showing the few dyed grasses on her head to the little mist spirit in an emotional voice, she felt mixed emotions in her heart.

When she saw that Xiao Wuling was really brainwashed by a non-main spirit, and her aesthetics was pulled astray, she couldn't even say a word.

It would be a pity not to do pyramid schemes if you don't follow the instructions of the main spirit.

Little Wuling was already obsessed with Fei Ling's hair: "Brother Fei, your hair is so beautiful."

The non-main spirit blinked its bright eyes and said in a seductive voice:

"Sister Xiaowu, do you also want to be as beautiful as me? I also have some exquisite seven-color grass here that you can use~"

The little fog spirit's small body shaped like a water drop was floating in the air. It touched its bare head and said distressedly: "But I have no hair."

The non-main spirit waved his little hand: "What's so difficult about this? You can paint your body in other colors! It must be very beautiful!"

Little Wuling thought this proposal was great: "Okay!"

The non-main spirit immediately took out a small part of the exquisite seven-color grass that Jiang Yanlu had picked for it before from the jade bracelet.

Then he smiled a huge sweet smile at Jiang Yanlu and begged Jiang Yanlu to help them extract the grass juice of Linglong Seven-Colored Grass.

Jiang Yanlu lowered his eyes and glanced at the non-main spirit, telling it with his eyes: Don't be too outrageous.

But he still reached out and took a handful of exquisite seven-color grass from the hands of the non-main spirit.

Turning her palm over, a small cluster of sky-burning purple phoenix fire appeared in the air above her palm.

The scorching heat made Little Wuling hide back in fear.

The non-main spirit said: "Lulu is very good at controlling fire. Sister Xiaowu, you don't have to be afraid. This fire won't hurt you."

Jiang Yanlu raised his hand and threw the exquisite seven-color grass into the flames above his palm.

She is now a fourth-level alchemy cultivator and will soon be able to hit the fifth-level alchemy cultivator.

Refining these ordinary grasses does not require an alchemy furnace at all.

Jiang Yanlu accurately grasped the heat.

The body size of a small mist spirit is about the same as that of a non-primary spirit.

Not much Linglong seven-color grass is needed.

In just a moment, she refined several exquisite seven-color grasses in her hand into seven different colors of grass juice, and put them into different small elixir bottles.

"Coloring is okay, I don't object, but it can't delay your journey."

The non-main spirit held a few small pill bottles and nodded: "Don't worry, Sister Lu, we are sensible!"

Then, a moving rainbow appeared in front of Jiang Yanlu.

There are two more colors than the colorful hair on the heads of non-main spirits.

It is particularly conspicuous in the monotonous and boring mountain forest, and is very charming.

Jiang Yanlu will not make any comments.

She has always respected and blessed all aesthetics and preferences.

Xiaowuling had a new skin, was in a happy mood, and was leading the way faster than before.

Previously, it was always worried that if Jiang Yanlu was brought to its destination, the other party would kill it.

So it never dared to increase its speed.

It wants to live a little longer.

But it doesn't think so now.

Jiang Yanlu was so good that she even refined exquisite seven-color grass for herself.

She is a good person and will definitely not kill herself.

So it can take her there quickly!

Jiang Yanlu didn't know what Xiao Wuling was thinking, nor did he know that the non-main spirit had done her a small favor invisibly.

After that, one person and two people concentrated on their journey.the other side.

Yun Qing killed True Lord Xuanming and dumped his body in the forest. Not long after he left, Xiao Jue also arrived.

He saw True Lord Xuanming lying in a pool of blood at a glance.

Xiao Jue was shocked and quickly jumped in front of True Lord Xuanming: "Master!!"

True Lord Xuanming's body was already cold.

He still opened his eyes wide and looked in the direction Yun Qing left.

But he could no longer respond to his other apprentice.

Xiao Jue held the cold and stiff body of True Lord Xuanming in his arms.

The scarlet blood quickly stained his clean Yuebai Zong uniform without a trace of dust.

He couldn't take care of that much for the time being, and kept sending spiritual energy into Zhenjun Xuanming's body.

But all this was in vain.

True Lord Xuanming had long since died and had no life left.

Xiao Jue pursed her thin lips tightly, feeling extremely sad in her heart.

Although he gradually became dissatisfied with True Lord Xuanming because of Yun Qing's incident.

But the latter is his master anyway.

How could he not feel uncomfortable seeing his master's body lying here?

Xiao Jue's eyes were slightly red and his fingers clenched into fists.

Although True Lord Xuanming's cultivation is not as good as True Lord Xuanqing, he is also an experienced cultivator of cultivating gods.

Whether it is combat ability and experience, or life-saving means, he is better than most monks.

Even if you can't defeat the opponent, you can still escape.

And this time, the only two Fusion Realm demons whose strength far exceeded him were not qualified to come down.

Even if he got into a fight with others and couldn't defeat them, he could still escape.

But he died here.

There were no traces of scratches by monsters on his body, and there were no unnecessary scars from the fight.

The surrounding environment showed no signs of being damaged.

Obviously his death was not due to any of the above reasons.

Xiao Jue's eyes fell on the only wound on Zhenjun Xuanming's chest.

The handsome sword eyebrows frowned tightly.

He is a sword cultivator and is very familiar with swords.

The wound on Zhenjun Xuanming's chest was obviously a sword wound.

He died with a sword pierced through the heart.

Among the people who jumped down from the ground this time, only two people had a cultivation level higher than that of True Lord Xuanming.

One is Jiang Yanlu's master, Zhenjun Xuanqing.

The other one is the great elder of Kunlun Palace, who is also a sword cultivator.

One is an elder from a sect that has a competitive relationship with Taixuan Sword Sect.

The other one is the same sect True Lord who has never dealt with True Lord Xuanming.

Both are suspected of taking action.

When Xiao Jue was guessing which one of them would be the murderer, his attention was suddenly attracted by the sword spike on the ground.

This sword spike was previously suppressed by Zhenjun Xuanming.

If it hadn't been for the spiritual energy that had just been transferred to move him, it would have been hard to see the sword spike that was completely soaked in blood.

Xiao Jue quickly picked up the sword spike on the ground and used magic to clean up the blood stains on it.

After seeing the original appearance of the sword spike, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he spat out two words of disbelief on his thin lips: "Yun Qing!"

This is Yun Qing’s sword spike!
When Yun Qing just came back from Hundred Demons Cave, he bought a lot of things for Yun Qing.

One of them is this sword spike.

Yunqing liked a sword spike very much and tied it to his sword every day.

He absolutely cannot admit his mistake!

Xiao Jue's heart sank.

Could it be that the person who killed Master was Yun Qing? !

He suddenly thought of the direction where his master's eyes had been looking before he died, and he just stood up and prepared to chase after him.

Then he saw Yun Qing coming back.

Yun Qing walked far away only to find that the tassel on his sword was missing, and he suspected that it had been dropped here.

Her killing of True Lord Xuanming must not be known to anyone.

The sword spike, a highly directional handle, must also be destroyed.

The first time he saw Xiao Jue, Yun Qing felt panicked.

She tried her best to raise the corners of her lips, and forced a dry smile: "Elder brother..."

Xiao Jue's expression was cold, and there was no emotion in his eyes when he looked at Yun Qing: "Throw yourself into the demon and kill your master, Yun Qing, you are so brave!"

Yun Qing immediately denied it: "It's not me..."

Xiao Jue threw the sword spike in his hand at her feet: "I really didn't expect that you are this kind of person. I misjudged you."

His eyebrows were filled with disgust, and he used several Cleansing Techniques on his hands, as if he had just held something dirty.

This scene deeply hurt Yun Qing's heart.

She became even more flustered and began to feel scared and uneasy.

With a movement, he flashed in front of Xiao Jue, grabbed his arm, and said in an urgent voice, as if he wanted to get confirmation:

"Xiao Jue, you like me, right?"

The irritability in Xiao Jue's eyebrows grew stronger, and he pushed Yun Qing away violently: "I don't like you."

A bolt from the blue fell overhead.

Yun Qing was pushed and staggered, staring blankly at the man in front of her.

Xiao Jue's words were like a dull knife, constantly cutting into her heart, causing pain and pain.

Tears fell from her eyes and she heard her trembling voice: "Who do you like? Jiang Yanlu? How is she better than me?"

Xiao Jue frowned and said coldly: "You are not worthy to compare with her!"

Yun Qing's heart was cold and his teeth were cold.

Xiao Jue's words stimulated her.

Her face was full of sorrow and hysteria:

"She is my substitute, why am I not worthy to compare with her! She is not worthy! She is not worthy!!"

Yun Qing kept repeating this sentence like crazy.

Can't get rid of it no matter what.

When Elder Yin Zheng and others arrived, they happened to see this scene.

He frowned and asked, "What's going on?"

Xiao Jue's expression was very bad: "Yun Qing killed my master."

Elder Yin Zheng and several other elders of Tai Xuan Sword Sect saw the body of True Lord Xuan Ming at this time, and their expressions changed greatly.

Elder Yin Zheng was furious: "Yun Qing!"

Several powerful sword energies of different colors condensed in the air instantly.

Shadow Demon's voice suddenly exploded in Yun Qing's sea of ​​consciousness: "It's hard for them to fight together. The Phoenix inheritance and killing Jiang Yanlu are more important, so retreat first!"

A flash of hatred flashed in Yun Qing's eyes, he dropped several high-level magic weapons in front of him, turned around and fled.
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Mysterious cave.

Jiang Yanlu stood in front of the closed cave entrance and looked at it carefully.

This cave looks no different from ordinary caves.

The entrance to the cave was tightly blocked with several stones.

Jiang Yanlu originally planned to move these stones away, but was bounced away by an invisible force.

Xiao Wuling said: "It cannot be opened by external force."

Jiang Yanlu took back his hand: "Then how to open it?"

Little Wuling tilted her head and thought for a long time: "Use blood, lots and lots of blood."

(End of this chapter)