Demon Concubine Yutian

Chapter 1100 Ghost...is still there

"Ah."

Ye Luo glanced at An Ruxia lightly, and found that An Ruxia didn't dare to look directly at the door of this bamboo house, so she pursed her lips, "Sister-in-law won't go in?"

"No, I, I'm still sleepy, I'm going back."

An Ruxia seemed to have to leave, holding on to the maid Bai Qiu's hand all the way, with a pale face, and fled in despair.

"interesting."

The corners of Ye Luo's lips curled up into a meaningful arc, "The black widow is so afraid of this second bamboo house, there must be a reason."

Ye Luo walked in.

First floor, living room.Exactly the same furnishings.

Second floor, bedroom.Exactly the same furnishings.

The third floor, the study.Exactly the same furnishings.

After looking around, Ye Luo finally took a seat in the study room, lit the glass lamp, and began to observe the books on the bookshelf, muttering: "Even the types and placement of the books are exactly the same."

She sat down cross-legged.

Take out a glass of Ziyan wine and have a drink against the moon.

Tonight, I used the first form of Purple Water Sealing Heaven Palm to fight for the first time, and I suddenly understood something.

After drinking a glass of purple smoke and wine, she began to run the first layer of the secret law of the purple water inheritance, and a layer of purple water mist appeared on the surface of her body, which became thicker and thicker. After 10 minutes, the purple water mist was surging like water waves.

This night, her first form of Purple Water Sealing Heavenly Palm went from a small success to a great success.

At the same time, the madness reserve in the body is getting richer and richer.

The turbulent air waves gathered at the door of No.17 pulse point, constantly impacting and attacking, as if there were signs of a breakthrough.

Ye Luo was happy in her heart.

She immediately took another sip of Ziyanjiu to add a boost.

"boom!"

It was as if something had exploded inside him.

"No.17 pulse point, open!"

Ye Luo suddenly opened his eyes, the golden pupils shot out dazzling luster, the strong breath of purple water transformed into the shape of a dragon and a young phoenix, lingering in the air, rushing directly out of the third-floor roof of the bamboo house, turning into It is a bright pillar of purple smoke, echoing the moonlight, lingering in brilliance.

"The eighth-rank Berserker. It succeeded."

Ye Luo was overjoyed, and her cherry lips curled up in a confident arc, "I never thought that the inheritance of Zishui would have such a huge effect on my cultivation. I have only been practicing for a month, and I have been promoted directly to a level."

According to the speed at which her strength is rising, she will be more confident in the entrance examination for the new students of Tianjimen in a few days.

After all, as a one-and-a-half-star sect of Tianjimen, the basic entry threshold for new students is the seventh-order Berserker.If she just stepped on the line to take the exam, the probability of failing the exam would be too high, so it would be safer to advance to the eighth rank.

Ye Luo was in a good mood, and from the corner of her eye, she inadvertently scanned a bookshelf.

In the corner of the bookshelf, there was a dark shadow, which quickly shrank back.

"Who?!"

Ye Luo was horrified, and immediately broke into a layer of white sweat, "Come out! Don't play tricks!"

She jumped forward and skipped over.

The ghost was ten times faster than her, and suddenly shrank into the darkness and disappeared.

Ye Luo was left alone, stunned in place.

"The ghost of Moyang Pavilion... is still there."

"Then who is that blood-clothed black figure I killed an hour ago?"

Ye Luo's face was pale, her underwear was already soaked, and she murmured, "Could it be that the two ghosts are not a wave?"

She panicked.

She scanned the place where the ghost appeared, back and forth, and looked through it many times, and found that there was no trace of anyone left.

(End of this chapter)