Nine Phoenix Dynasty Phoenix Heavy Kwai Chapter

Chapter 381 The Art of Seizing Spirits [4]

Ji Xuanshang glanced at the burning palace. The palace had completely collapsed. If she hadn't escaped, I'm afraid at this moment...

roar roar-

The sound of the phoenix neighing in mid-air resounded through the sky, and suddenly, a phoenix covered in fire flew past the palace.

On Fengniao's back, a figure in white clothes also flashed by!

Ji Xuanshang raised his head, as if his soul had been touched, his eyes closely followed that figure.

It's a pity that the speed of the blood phoenix was too fast, and it was submerged in the sea of ​​flames again in just a short moment.

"Wow!! It's really a Blood Phoenix!"

Ji Qianliu was so excited that he jumped up and down, his eyes turned into two little stars, showing the light of admiration.

"Lead the horse." Ji Xuanshang ordered lightly, and strode out.

"Brother Wang, I'm going too!" Ji Qianliu followed enthusiastically, blood phoenix, finally I can see the true face of blood phoenix!
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"Blood Phoenix!" Chongkui ran into the fire, looking for the figure of the Blood Phoenix.

There are flames all around, all the trees are on fire, and the flames are like monsters with claws and claws, roaring at her.

Burnt branches kept falling down with flames, Zhong Kui had to keep avoiding them while keeping an eye on the surroundings.

The sea of ​​fire here is exactly the same as in Wushan Temple before!
It must be the same person!

This person must be the murderer who killed the great wizard and Wu Xingyu. If you find this person out, you will be cleared of your crimes!

As long as the murderer existed, he would be caught!

Zhongkui quickened her pace, shuttled through the fire, and suddenly a familiar figure prostrated on the ground in front of her attracted her.

That is……

The figure struggled on the ground, and the pure white clothes on his body were burned beyond recognition by the flames, stained with black dirt.

Slowly raised his head, the veil on his face had been lost somewhere, but Chong Kui could recognize that face at a glance.

Because in the past seven years, the friends she has known have talked and laughed happily with her, and shared their thoughts with her. With just one look, they will understand each other.

"Chaoyun..." Chongkui stopped, but didn't go forward.

That was Wu Chaoyun, who seemed to be seriously injured, with blood stains on his clothes.

She raised her head and saw Zhongkui, with an ugly smile on his pale face, "Xiao, Xiaokui..."

Chongkui still stopped moving forward, having experienced the deaths of the Great Wizard and Wu Xingyu, she dared not trust anyone in the temple easily.

The fire came so strangely that she couldn't express the uneasiness in her heart.

But seeing Wu Chaoyun like that, she still couldn't bear it, but she didn't want to be arrogant anymore.

"Chao Yun, who hurt you?" she asked, while vigilant around her, if there was any breath flowing, she could not act rashly.

Zhao Yun, I'm sorry, it's not that I don't believe it, it's that I can't easily trust anyone anymore!
"It's Kong Yu..." Wu Chaoyun said, big tears fell down, and blood slowly spilled from the corner of his mouth, "She is an onmyoji, has the blood of the demon race, and is best at dark illusions. In order to hide her identity, In the temple, she pretended to be an ordinary disciple, and she was very good at disguising herself. At first, she pretended to be a senior sister and killed the master, and then she pretended to be me and killed the senior sister..."

Chongkui listened, onmyoji, illusion, the "rebel" shouted by the great wizard before his death, and Wu Xingyu's sorry kneeling outside the cave, and the grief of her desperately trying to let her go before she died...

(End of this chapter)