Fairy, I really am a villain!

The one who killed Wang Heiqi and his group was none other than his own sect!

"You really can't let me in?" Ye Baiyu reached back and slowly pulled out the big sword behind him.

“Junior brother, if you still want to stay in the sect, I advise you to turn back now.” Seeing that he had completely fallen out, Yun Jian stopped pretending, “It was just a few bandits who died, right?

Even if we don't kill them, the Six Gates will, not to mention that they might hit a wall and destroy themselves."

"You are indeed assisting the evil cultivators!!"

Ye Baiyu glared at him and pointed his sword at him: "You are still a disciple of the righteous way!"

"What about you?" Yun Jian sneered, "In order to gain the trust of the bandits, you actually attacked a passing merchant caravan. Do you have the right to scold me?"

"You all know this?!"

"What's there to not know?" Yun Jian's voice was like the whisper of an evil demon, as if it had some kind of power to seduce people. "No one wants these bandits to live in the world. We are just making the best use of them."

Hearing this, Ye Baiyu's blood ran cold.

No wonder Tietou Village has been in so much trouble but has always been safe and sound. It turns out that there has always been someone cleaning up their messes.

Until they died, they felt they lived a carefree life, eating meat and drinking wine with big mouthfuls. But in fact, they were just a group of livestock kept in captivity and would be slaughtered when the time was right.

Ye Baiyu is an extremely selfish person. He will stop at nothing to become stronger and can endure any kind of humiliation. He knows that what he should do now is to turn around and leave.

If they die, they die. What do those bastards have to do with me?

Wouldn't it be better to pretend that I don't know and just return to the sect?

But maybe, the dead bandit really left something behind.

He thrust the giant sword into the ground with force. The ring on his hand glowed white. The blood in his body seemed to boil, and his pair of black eyes were suddenly filled with scarlet blood.

The senior brother Yun Jian in front of him is a generation older than him. Although he is not the best of his generation, he has at least opened six orifices, or even seven or eight orifices!

Although they have not yet opened up the protective qi of the nine orifices, the gap between them is more than just a chasm -

"kill!!"

Ye Baiyu pulled the sword out of the soil, jumped high, and fell down like a mountain!

Knowing that he was stubborn, Yun Jian concealed all expression, a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes, his hands suddenly turned red like claws, and he flew up as if to pierce his body!

"I'll send you down to accompany them!"

For a moment, murderous intent was revealed and strong winds were everywhere, and the two of them fought fiercely!

...

...

Jingshui City, outside the city.

"I seem to have figured it out." While walking on the way back to the city, Fang Xiwen's expression suddenly became extremely ugly.

Fang Qingxiao next to him noticed this keenly and gently held his hand, "What's wrong?"

She actually didn't care about these things at all, she just felt that her brother needed someone to talk to.

"Senior Brother Yue said that to condense such a large blood essence ball, at least dozens of adult men are needed. I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but now that I think about it carefully, how can the bandits have so many people?"

"Ah."

"But the formation for collecting blood essence is set up in Fufeng Mountain. It's impossible to drag the body here from somewhere else. That would be too much trouble."

"Ah."

Fang Qingxiao nodded gently and rubbed his frowning brows, "So..."

"So what's left is the blood of passers-by," Fang Xiwen's brows were filled with clouds, and his pace gradually quickened. "The evil cultivator let the bandits kill people, and after they robbed everything, he went over to collect the blood essence."

That's why the Fufeng Mountain stronghold has been able to exist for so long. After collecting enough blood essence, they will kill these bandits to make up the number.

Anyway, they are just some evil people and no one cares about their life or death.

"But we found out too late."

"It's not too late!" Fang Xiwen held her hand tightly and spoke quickly, "These evil cultivators must be a gang, and there must be someone doing the same thing somewhere else!"

The so-called blood essence can be seen as the embodiment of vitality.

Using certain evil methods, the most precious thing in the human body can be extracted. Different people possess different blood essences.

So, how to collect the most blood essence?

An old man who is about to die won’t work, nor will a corpse that has been dead for too long... Where else can one find a mortal with strong vitality and the essence of blood extracted in a concealed manner?

The answer is...prison.

"Let's go to the Six Gates!"

Chapter 33 Powerless

After entering the city, Fang Xiwen took her sister and hurriedly walked through the streets and alleys.

The six-door ceremonial gate is all black, with flying eaves and vermilion pillars, which matches the color of the uniforms quite well.

He had no time to appreciate it, because before they even entered the door, they saw the shrewd captain of the police from last time.

He sat on the steps basking in the sun, his mustache trembling, and he was too lazy to even stand up. "You two again, do you have any new clues this time?"

Seeing this, Fang Qingxiao directly slapped the Sword Sect token and said concisely, "Take us to where the prisoners are held."

The head constable stood up with a start, his pupils shrank slightly, and said slowly: "I'm afraid that a disciple of the Sword Sect does not have this authority."

“Hey, hey, hey,” seeing that her sister seemed to be about to draw her sword, Fang Xiwen hurriedly hugged her and smiled apologetically at the captain, “Sir, this is it.

When I returned home yesterday, I discovered that the jade pendant I always carried with me was missing. I couldn’t find it anywhere, so I wondered if it had been picked up by those bandits, so I came here to ask.”

Seeing his sincere tone, the captain's eyebrows relaxed a little, "If that's the case, just tell me directly. I'll send someone to look for it and come back to get it tomorrow."

"But... this is my gift to you," Fang Xiwen let go of her sister and said with a wry smile, "If I hadn't made an appointment tonight, I wouldn't have to look for it so urgently."

He pointed at his own miserable appearance and continued, "I have searched everywhere in the house. I am really desperate, so I have come to trouble you, sir."

As he spoke, he took out a small jade bottle from his bosom and handed it over with a flattering smile, "It's just a small gift, not a token of respect."

The captain took it, opened it and smelled it, looked at him deeply, turned and went into the Six Gates to give a few instructions, then walked out of the city, "Follow me."

...

...

Out of town.

The place where the Six Gates were used to detain prisoners was outside the city, on the north side. The nearest street was called Fengqi, and Liuliyuan was on this street.

The captain walked in front to lead the way, while Fang Xiwen and his sister followed behind. The two exchanged glances and nodded slightly.

In fact, he had already realized something was wrong when he got here.

Since there are so many prisoners, people have to eat, drink, defecate and urinate, and produce a lot of garbage.

But the whole road seemed clean, with almost no signs of life, only some tattered clothes could be seen occasionally.

Perhaps because of the bribe, the captain's attitude became friendly, and he asked in a casual manner: "I wonder what the third young master's jade pendant looks like?"

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen took two steps forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, seeming to recall, "That is something I have worn since I was a child. My mother obtained it from Qixia Temple to protect my safety.

It is green all over and as tender as a new willow..."

Fang Xiwen pondered over it for a long time along the way, and spoke with full details. Combined with his expression that was half sad and half nostalgic, the captain believed it 80% of the time.

"Although we conducted a simple body search, there may be some omissions," the captain considered for a moment and met his sorrowful gaze, "We will do our best."

"Thank you, sir!"

The grass and trees outside the city became sparser, and a small stone building gradually came into view.

"I wonder who the Third Young Master gave the jade pendant to?"

"It's a female hero, but I can't reveal who she is," Fang Xiwen said with a gentle expression, "Anyway, it's our token of love."

"I didn't expect the Third Young Master to be such an affectionate person..."

"arrive."

Fang Qingxiao tugged at her brother's sleeve and spoke suddenly.

A man came out of the confinement room, wearing a red suit embroidered with gold thread. He greeted the captain of the police, and the latter took out a jade token as usual.

After a brief identity confirmation process, the jailer led several people in through the main gate, with the jailer in front, the brother and sister in the middle, and the chief constable walking behind.

After passing through a narrow well, they came to a cell deep inside.

Before entering, you can see a very light white mist coming out from under the door.

The jailer took out the key, but before he could open the door, Fang Xiwen suddenly bumped into his arms and hit him on the chest with an iron mountain lean. The latter stepped back several steps, only to be hit by a scabbard and fainted immediately.

The situation on the other side ended even faster. Without Fang Qingxiao making any move, the sword had already stopped next to the captain's neck.

The latter didn't even have time to take out his weapon, his face turned pale, and he raised his hands, "I surrender."

clap clap clap!

Fang Qingxiao tapped his chest several times with her left hand, sealing several major acupoints, and then withdrew her sword.

"Go and open the door." Fang Xiwen handed over the key and ordered.

"Why do you have to do this..."

"Stop pretending, I know what you are doing." He pointed to the white mist below.

The captain no longer had any hope and could only take them to open the door. "When did you find it?"

"We just killed that evil cultivator," Fang Xiwen said coldly, "Actually, I felt something was wrong yesterday when you six sects were arresting people."

"Arrests?"

"Because those bandits came for me, but you didn't ask me why," Fang Xiwen pressed his scabbard against his waist and sneered, "At first I thought it was because of your bad attitude, but later I found out..."

"What's there to ask someone who's about to die?"

call!

As the doors opened one after another, thick white fog filled the place.