Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

"Miss Fuzhu, do you think this wooden gourd looks familiar?" Zhao Zhiying stopped suddenly, putting one hand on the huge wooden gourd.

Fuzhu approached with the horned palace lantern and observed it carefully, "I haven't seen this kind of wooden gourd anywhere else."

Zhao Zhiying said: "I mean, we seem to have seen this wooden gourd on the road we just walked."

He was thinking about picking two when he left, so he paid attention when he passed the extra-large gourd.

"You mean we're back where we left off?"

Apart from vines and gourds, there are no special signs on this road. Zhao Zhiying was just guessing, and he said, "Maybe."

Fu Zhu raised his hand to freeze a wooden gourd, and said, "Go ahead and see if you come back here."

"Row."

The three continued to move forward, but they didn't realize that soon after they left, another group of people came.

"Why is it colder than before?" Yue Su hurriedly transferred a little more spiritual power to protect himself.

It was already cold enough in this broken place, but it got colder as we walked forward, and we didn't know when it would end.

"I don't know if Senior Sister Fuzhu is in front." Mi Yu said softly.

"It must be in the front, isn't this stone gate broken open by someone?" Yue Su said.

Jin Shuangshuang quickened her pace and wanted to go in front of her. When passing by Yuesu, she still forgot to snort coldly and said, "The spiritual power left on the stone gate belongs to my Uncle Zhao. It doesn't matter whether the talisman is in front or not. My Uncle Zhao Definitely."

"Look at how proud she is, she said she was going back to the sect, but she followed her eagerly." Yue Su turned his head to talk to Mi Yu, and there were sporadic lights in front of him.

"What is Jin Shuangshuang doing?"

She was the only one who walked in the front, and there was no one else who made a sound except her.

Yue Su was curious, and pulled Mi Yu to the front.

The Taixuan Sword Sect members were afraid that Jin Shuangshuang would be in danger, so they also quickened their pace.

The sound of loose footsteps became more detailed.

An ice gourd is knotted on the vine, as crystal clear as jade, really beautiful.

Jin Shuangshuang stood in front of the ice gourd, holding the sword in her hand. She saw a bunch of people looking at her, and she didn't know what was going on in her heart. She suddenly hid the sword behind her back, "What do you see me doing?"

She just saw this ice gourd and slashed it twice with her sword. Who knew that her spiritual power was so strong that she didn't even break the ice.

"Who's looking at you? We're looking at this ice gourd." Yue Su said, no longer afraid of the cold, and raised his hand to touch the ice gourd, touching the pitted sword marks.

It must have been Jin Shuangshuang's sword.

"It's the gourd that Senior Sister Fuzhu froze." Mi Yu said, her eyes were bright.

Jin Shuangshuang glanced at the wooden gourd behind him. It was so tall that he didn't know what it looked like inside.

She raised her sword and chopped it down.

There was juice splashing out, she quickly avoided it, not wanting to get it on her body.Because Jin Shuangshuang moved her body, Yuesu behind her was not covered, and she was about to be splashed all over her body. In the blink of an eye, Gui Yunyun cast a barrier in front of Yuesu.

"Jin, Shuang, Shuang!" Yue Su came back to his senses, gnashing his teeth and chanting her name.

She insisted on beating her up today.

Jin Shuangshuang clenched the sword in her hand guiltily. If Yue Su drew the sword, she would definitely fight back.

"Junior Sister Jin, it's your fault. Why are you chopping gourds? But since they've all been chopped, let me see what the inside of the gourd looks like..."

A male disciple of the Taixuan Sword Sect twirled a cluster of flames with his fingertips and approached the gourd.

After hearing this, Yue Su's anger subsided, and she wanted to see what the gourd looked like.

"There seems to be a bloody smell in the air, is any of you injured?" Sizhi sniffed and asked aloud.

"Blood... gourd!" the male disciple of the Taixuan Sword Sect screamed, and a cluster of flames on his fingertips extinguished as his mood agitated.

Yue Su was looking for Ye Mingzhu in the storage bag, what blood gourd?

Jin Shuangshuang was baffled by his half-spoken words, a flame condensed in his palm, and shone towards the gourd, his expression froze all of a sudden.

"Ouch..." The flames in Jin Shuangshuang's palms also went out all of a sudden, and she turned her back quickly, bent over and vomited.

He wasn't talking about blood gourds, but blood and gourds.

Inside the huge gourd lay a person whose body had been cut in two by Jin Shuangshuang's sword, and blood was constantly spraying from his waist, soaking the whole gourd.

Yue Su couldn't help but feel her scalp tingle. Fortunately, Gui Yunyun helped her block the blood just now, otherwise she really couldn't help hacking Jin Shuangshuang to death.

"So these gourds are filled with people?" Someone asked in the darkness.

Everyone looked at the wooden gourds hanging everywhere, and their hearts sank. No wonder people in Fujia Village disappeared one after another. It seems that they are all here.

"Let's cut off all the gourds first, and then send them back to Fujia Village and let them claim them, so that the dead can be buried in peace."

Jin Shuangshuang didn't move, washing his sword aside.

"I don't know what kind of monster it is. It has such a strange habit. It hides people in gourds and hangs them." Sizhi covered Mianmian's eyes to prevent him from seeing this miserable situation.

Hiji took off two petals and also blocked them.

Gui Yunyun's eyes were worried, and she sighed softly, "It looks more like the work of evil cultivators."

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"Strange, did I really admit it wrong? After walking for so long, I didn't see the ice gourd frozen by Miss Fuzhu." Zhao Zhiying whispered.

Fu Zhu raised his eyebrows and smiled sweetly, "Isn't this a good thing? It means that we are not trapped and we are on the right path."

As everyone knows, after Yue Su and the others cut down all the wooden gourds, the maze was broken.

There is a faint light from the sky ahead.

Fu Zhu put away the palace lantern with horns, stepped out of the cave, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

The mountain flowers are blooming, and the flowing water is gurgling.

"This place is not bad." Fuzhu said.

There is a bluestone path winding and winding to the stream, with weeds and unknown wildflowers growing in the cracks, bringing a little vitality to the rigid bluestone road.

"Miss Fuzhu, let me go ahead."

Zhao Zhiying stepped on the bluestone path, always paying attention to the movement around her.After walking halfway and finding that there was no danger, he waved his hand, indicating that Fuzhu could keep up.

At this moment, an accident happened suddenly.

Countless thorny branches flew out and rolled towards the spear in Zhao Zhiying's hand.The spiritual arrow feathers were hidden in the branches, trying to attack his wrist by taking advantage of his unpreparedness.

Fu Zhu sighed and knew that there was no such good thing.

Zhao Zhiying held a silver spear in his hand, with spiritual power enveloping the tip of the spear, and he easily picked up the arrow feathers, seemingly with ease.

The talisman let go of the hand on the sword.

"Miss Fuzhu, you don't need to make a move, I can handle it." Zhao Zhiying was talking to Fuzhu while fighting.

The girl nodded with a smile and said "OK".

After she saw that these spiritual flying arrows and thorns were a piece of cake for Zhao Zhiying, she didn't plan to make a move.

The spear danced like a dragon, bringing a breeze.

Zhao Zhiying's movements were nimble, and the wind of his spear was fierce and domineering. Every stab was precise and powerful, and the flying arrow feathers of spiritual power suddenly collapsed.The tip of the red-tasseled spear glowed with a silvery white light, flickering on and off, like stars twinkling.

Zhao Zhiying: Wooden gourd, pick two and bring them back