Passerby A, she's on top again

Chapter 39 Close the Door and Release the Villains (39): Songling Secret Realm
Simu didn't know about the little awkwardness between the protagonists, so she drank half of the water in the small kettle and held the rest to the villain's mouth.

He Jinchuan took the small water bottle and didn't dislike it. He took a sip to moisten his lips, then opened his own water bottle, and refilled Simu's small water bottle.

Then, both jugs were put into the mustard space.

This scene made Tao Yaoyao, who was watching beside her, jealous. Did Li Xin favor Na Ling too much?Now that everyone is short of water and can't take care of themselves, how can they waste water on spiritual pets?

With Chi Yang in the lead, resting in the desert is like sitting on a steamer. Although the physical fatigue is temporarily relieved, it cannot stop the flow of water.

He Jinchuan's fingertips resting on the back of the white fox faintly glowed with white light, and the white light dispelled the heat from the fox's body.

Sim Mu withdrew his tongue that was sticking out, and lay comfortably on the villain's palm.

As the scorching sun shone, the sand beneath him became hotter and hotter.

Su Ruoqing raised her head to wipe off the sweat from her forehead and frowned: "No, this is not the way to go."

Now this desert is like an oven, I can't bear to sit here, let alone continue on my way.

"Let's find a place to hide." He Jinchuan answered, although he is not afraid of the heat, "We will go on our way after the sun goes down. It should not be so hot then."

It's just that the desert dissipates heat quickly, and it may be extremely cold at night.

Simu silently added something in his heart.

"Okay." Su Ruoqing nodded, and pulled Tao Yaoyao up from the ground, "Go ahead."

There is a sand peak there, the sun does not shine under the sand peak, it is a good place to escape the summer heat, but hiding there also needs to bear the risk of quicksand.

But even if a person is unlucky, it will not be so miserable.

midnight.

When the sun and the moon appeared on the same level, the temperature in the desert dropped.

The cool wind hit her face, Tao Yaoyao got up from the ground joyfully, the sand on her clothes fell with her movements: "Brother Su, the sun has gone down."

"Okay, let's start our journey."

Walking in the desert at night is a very dangerous thing. The spirit beasts living in the sand also hide from the red sun during the day and come out to look for food after dark.

The night sky above the head is glowing with a strange light blue circle, densely covered with stars, and the light of the silver moon puts thin white clothes on the golden sand.

The shoe prints on the sand spread from a distance to the feet, and the evening wind waved the sleeves to cover all the traces.

A gust of wind blew from the front, and the blood was covered by the warm fragrance of the sand after the sun irradiated it. No one noticed it, except Simu, who was born with a keen sense of smell.

Although the fishy smell that got into the nose was light, if it could reach here in the vast desert, it meant that there was bound to be a terrible bloody storm ahead.

Simu immediately became vigilant, and scratched the back of He Jinchuan's hand with his claws, leaving several red paw prints on it.

The uneasiness revealed by the little fox was clearly felt by He Jinchuan, and his movements of holding the white fox became more gentle, asking: "What's wrong with Xiaobai? Did you find anything?"

"Squeak!" The smell of blood!It smells like blood!From the front!
Hearing He Jinchuan's voice, Su Ruoqing slowed down and walked side by side with him: "What's wrong with Junior Brother Li? But Xiaobai has a heatstroke? I have a pill here."

"Xiaobai said that there is a smell of blood, coming from the front."

"What bloody smell, why didn't I smell it?" Tao Yaoyao approached, holding Su Ruoqing's arm intimately, but looked at the white fox He Jinchuan was holding, "Don't worry, there is no bloody smell."

Tao Yaoyao is a flower demon, and the sense of smell of the demon clan has always been keen. She is also a demon in shape. After hearing Tao Yaoyao's words, Su Ruoqing immediately dispelled the doubts in her heart.

"Xiaobai may have smelled it wrong, but you should be careful when traveling at night, everyone should be vigilant."

Not only Tao Yaoyao, but also Su Ruoqing didn't notice the smell of blood, but he knew that Li Xin was holding the spiritual pet that was a nine-tailed demon fox. Although he didn't pay much attention to it, he still kept an eye on it.

Seeing that such an important matter had been dismissed so hastily, Simu was so angry that he wanted to jump up and give Tao Yaoyao two paws.

You can't smell such a clear smell of blood, is it because your nose is muffled by the pollen from your body!

It was a rare time for him to use it, and he was disturbed by the peach blossom demon who lost his fans. Simu raised his head and looked pitifully into He Jinchuan's eyes.

But the villain is blind, his eyes are dull, he can't see what she looks like at the moment, he just rubs her skillfully to comfort her: "It's okay, there are so many of us here."

Tao Yaoyao glanced aside, full of disdain.

Does this mean that you believe the words of that stinky fox?That's right, just look at Li Xin's attitude towards the fox.

Yubai's fingers gently hooked Su Ruoqing's palm, and Tao Yaoyao raised her voice and said softly, "Brother Su, don't worry, even if there is something, I will find out as soon as possible."

She is a demon cultivator at the fusion stage, can you not compare to a mere fox who has just opened up her mind?

But the fact is that she can't compare.

The desert is vast in all directions, and the strong smell will be diluted when the wind blows. By the time Tao Yaoyao smells the bloody smell, the four of them have already stood in front of others naked.

The sharp blade sliced ​​open the neck and cut the throat, as if a blood bag had been opened, and blood spurted out.

The leading disciple in a brown Taoist robe wiped off the blood on the blade with his fingers, and kicked the corpse beside him with his eyelids.

"To be honest, I don't want to be so cruel. I told you to hand over the Qiankun bag and let you go. I insisted on doing those pointless resistance. Now it's all right, I can't leave even if I want to."

The two groups of people were standing behind the sand dune, and the standing brown-robed disciples all looked indifferent, surrounding a group of purple-clothed disciples with sleeves. There were originally about forty purple-clothed disciples, but now there are only five standing with their backs.

Su Ruoqing and the others turned around from behind the sand dune, and happened to come into the sight of the leading brown cannon disciple.

"Heh, it's quite lively today." The brown-robed disciple chuckled, and swung the long sword in his hand backwards. The moonlight refracted by the sword was condensed, "Catch the four of them, and don't let anyone run away!"

As soon as the words fell, the four disciples around him immediately rushed over and surrounded the four of them, each of whom held a spirit binding rope in their hands.

There has always been such a group of people in the secret realm. They don't look for heavenly materials and earthly treasures in the secret realm, but specifically select those disciples with low cultivation bases or who are seriously injured as targets of snatching.

And there are not a few people who kill people and seize treasures.

Every time they rob, they can make a lot of money.

Seeing that the four were surrounded, the leading brown-robed disciple began to concentrate on cleaning up the group of purple-clothed disciples.

When the sword blade was cut, the blood flew down, dripping on the sand grains and quickly soaking into the sand bottom, leaving only a little blood-stained yellow sand, which was covered by other sand and stones around it when the wind started.

Clean without leaving any traces.

The brown-robed disciple enjoys the pleasure of killing people, especially when he sees other people's despair, numbness, and trying every means to save his life from him. In order to live, he can disregard dignity, teacher, and fellowship.

His eyes were full of excitement, evil and lust.

Most of the cultivators like the brown-robed disciples have no talent, but they like the glory of being a cultivator. They are jealous of those heaven's favored ones, and lament the injustice of heaven.

So act extremely ruthlessly.

It wasn't until there was only one female disciple left trembling on the ground, kowtowing, that the brown-robed disciple stopped killing. He walked up to the female disciple and raised her chin with the tip of his sword.

"What are you going to trade for your life?"

The woman in purple has a pair of peach blossom eyes, her mouth is like a pill, and her face is like a peach blossom. She is a typical lady from a great family.

Cultivators can reshape their bodies after reaching Yuanying, not many men and women are ugly, but beauties before Yuanying are quite rare.

The woman shook her body, and looked at the brown-robed disciple with watery eyes: "I am willing! I am willing to do anything! As long as you don't kill me!"

　On the 17th, I hope everyone will continue to support me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)