Zundu and fake toot?The target of the strategy has become dark again

Chapter 421: Zombie Rations He Turned Dark61
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Clone technique? substitute? Blindfold?

Obviously not, she was very sure that she had just killed Yan Huai with her own hands.

So why?
Xu Zhaozhao's pupils suddenly narrowed and his knuckles curled up.

There was no candle light in the room, but Yan Huai could see clearly.

The woman was wearing the common attire of inner disciples of Tianji Sect, her red lips were pursed, and her almond-shaped eyes were full of sharpness, just like a frightened cat.

The pain from being pierced by a dagger still lingers in the heart, which is strangely numb and fascinating.

Yan Huai's eyes darkened and he sighed in his heart.

I found you, Zhao Zhao.

*
The Tianji Sect's Jiashi Hall is independent of the peaks and is responsible for the order and punishment of the sect.

The person on duty tonight is Cui Kai, the steward. He has never done anything wrong and has no sense of presence in the Ordination Hall.

"Miss Jiang, it's getting late. Please stop making trouble. If you have anything to do, we can talk about it tomorrow."

Cui Kai gritted his teeth. This Jiang Yu'er was Elder Jiang's niece. He couldn't afford to offend a small steward of the Discipline Hall, but she had also tempered her a bit, and the impatience in her words could hardly be concealed.

"I've said it several times! That Xu Zhaozhao will definitely assassinate Mu Qingfeng's peak master tonight! If Uncle Jiang hadn't gone out to practice, I wouldn't have come to your Discipline Hall. If I didn't go, it would be too late!"

Jiang Yu'er's pretty face turned crimson with anger. She glanced at the sky and felt anxious.

Xu Zhaozhao's expression when he stabbed Yan Huai with a dagger, the ensuing destruction of the Tianji Sect, and his own tragic death...scenes from the dream came to mind.

No, Master Yan must not be allowed to die in the hands of Xu Zhaozhao!

God asked her to dream about these things, just to ask her to stand up and stop everything from happening.

"Swish"

Jiang Yu'er finally made up her mind and drew out her sword and put it against her neck.

"If you don't take people to Mu Qingfeng immediately, I will kill myself here. When my uncle comes back, he will definitely not let you go!"

Cui Kai held his forehead and sighed.

This young ancestor suddenly broke into the Jiedishi Hall in the middle of the night, and without any evidence, he insisted that a disciple who was only at the beginning of Qi training wanted to assassinate the master of a peak, and asked them to lead people to capture him.

The master of Mu Qingfeng, Yan Huai, has a perfect cultivation level of Jindan. He is one step away from being able to advance to Nascent Soul.

The difference between cultivating immortals in a small realm is a huge gap. What's more, practicing Qi and golden elixir are completely different in two major realms. How can there be any talk of assassination?
I think it was just a joke between the disciples.

Forget it, who made him unlucky!
Cui Kai was already prepared to apologize after disturbing Peak Master Yan.

"Come on, go to Mu Qingfeng!"

*
The dark spiritual power condensed into a black mist, wrapping around the man's neck. The strong contrast between pure black and cold white had a strong visual impact, especially his look——

The thin lips were slightly open, and the crow-feather-like eyelashes slowly rose and fell with the breathing, adding a bit of coquettishness to the originally cold eyebrows.

Yan Huai's gaze was so hot that it always fell directly on her, giving Xu Zhaozhao the illusion that "he enjoyed being deprived of his breath by my spiritual power."

wrong--

It’s not an illusion, Yan Huai just enjoys it!

"Why, your Space and Time Management Bureau gave up on this world and sent a madman here?"

Xu Zhaozhao's tone was harsh and mean.

She leaned to the side and watched with her own eyes as Yan Huai's face gradually turned pale, as the vitality in Yan Huai's body was being taken away bit by bit... and as he watched him return to his original state after cutting off his breath?
…For the second time.

she! real! Can't be killed! This man!
This has never happened to the six Raiders I encountered in the past.

Yan Huai is not an important character in the book and will not be protected by the laws of heaven.

Xu Zhaozhao pondered for a moment, then raised his hand to withdraw the dark spiritual power entangled with Yan Huai. Not only are the enemies impossible to kill, but they also seem to enjoy being killed by themselves.

It’s really infuriating.

"Zhaozhao, Xu Zhaozhao."

Yan Huai's voice was too soft, as if he was murmuring alone, but his words were strong and he looked closely into her eyes.

It feels so weird.

Yan Huai's eyes seemed to be suppressing some kind of fiery emotion, as if there was a fire that could devour people's hearts, making it difficult for her to see through.

Could it be that one of the previous raiders came back for revenge?

It's not like Yan Huai gave her a different feeling than any other Raider, it was just weird written on his face.

With a sneer, Xu Zhaozhao said word by word: "Master is good at doing good things."

As the words fell, spiritual power poured out, and the bed behind Yan Huai instantly turned into powder.

The red sandalwood spiritual wood, which is highly touted by the immortal world, is said to be indestructible, but it is as fragile as dust in her hands.

If I can't kill you, I can't tear down your house.

She Xu Zhaozhao was so unhappy that she even kicked the wild dog on the roadside.

Yan Huai laughed out loud: "I can let you devour my soul," he paused, "but not now."

Tsk, that’s sanctimonious.

Xu Zhaozhao's disdain was too obvious, but Yan Huai didn't say anything else. He just got out of bed and took the robe hanging on the shelf and put it on.

Immortal cultivators have keen senses. When Yan Huai passed by her, Xu Zhaozhao could clearly smell his scent.

So weird, really weird.

Isn't this a storybook world? Men in the world of immortality smell either of cedar, bamboo, cypress, or sandalwood and musk. Why does Yan Huai have a...sweet peach scent?
It's very similar to her favorite Yulu peach - the flesh is delicate, juicy and sweet, with a refreshing aftertaste...

Moreover, as a monk with perfect golden elixir, he can get the robes by using his spiritual power, so why does he need to go to the ground in person?
In just half an hour, she killed Yan Huai twice, damaged several objects in the house, and threatened and ridiculed many times, but Yan Huai never used his spiritual power to stop her.

While he was thinking about it, Xu Zhaozhao suddenly noticed someone approaching here.

Judging from the aura, there were about a dozen people coming, most of whom were at the initial level of Golden Elixir, but there were also a few high-level Golden Elixir.

There is definitely a problem with so many people coming.

She had already used dark spiritual power just now. If she used dark spiritual power to escape now, she would run the risk of being detected so often.

But if she uses water spiritual power... her water spiritual power is indeed only at the middle level of Qi training stage.

Xu Zhaozhao looked around and saw that she had destroyed most of the furnishings in the house, and there was not even a place to hide.

Shooting yourself in the foot?
It seems that we can only take some risks and kill everyone, so that the dead people will not cause trouble, but it will take some effort to deal with it afterwards...

The sharp sword energy wrapped with spiritual power split open the door in an instant, and the auspicious cloud carvings were torn into pieces.

"As expected, Xu Zhaozhao, what else do you have to argue with-"

Before Jiang Yuer finished speaking, Yan Huai raised his hand, and the light blue water spiritual power condensed into a transparent barrier, blocking the sword energy that rushed through the door.

Xu Zhaozhao curled his lips, it turned out that this person knew how to use spiritual power.

The blue light dissipated, and the dust in the room was scattered all over the floor.

Jiang Yu'er's fingers holding the sword hilt were trembling.

There is a spiritual power left by her uncle in her sword, which is comparable to the vigorous blow of the Golden Elixir Dzogchen monk.