Female with Fairy Bell

Update time 2013-11-2312:20:36 Word count: 2030

"Brother Wang, don't blame the little girl for being ruthless, you have contributed your essence, the little girl will always remember you... During the holidays, I will burn you some paper money, so you can rest in peace."

Jin Yuzhen's eyes seemed to flash with gloomy light, she stood up, her ivory-like skin glowed with a faint redness, and from the roots of the thighs of her lower body, there were strands of viscous liquid slowly flowing down, red fruit The carcass is thus exposed to the air.

As soon as the palm of her hand was lifted, Jin Yuzhen turned her body, and she wore a set of light red dresses on her body.

"Brother Wang, I will see you for the last time later."

Jin Yuzhen took out a comb and gently combed her scattered temples, her expression calm and calm.

Su Zishuang's back is already permeated with sweat. It's one thing to see it in the book, but it's another to see it in person.

Seeing that Jin Yuzhen so calmly sucked up the essence of brother Wang, making him a skinny corpse, unexpectedly more calm than killing a chicken, Su Zishuang can guess that Jin Yuzhen is definitely not the first time. Do this kind of thing!

Su Zishuang's spiritual power fluctuations from Jin Yuzhen can be judged that she is already at the eleventh level of Qi Refining, which is much stronger than Su Zishuang.

Once discovered by him, he will definitely be killed.

It is not easy to meet the other disciples of Huanxi Sect in the deserted suburbs of this back mountain. By then, Jin Yuzhen will be able to avoid investigation by the sect as long as her hands and feet are clean.

Jin Yuzhen stretched out a palm and pressed it to the dry corpse on the ground. With a cry, a dark red flame immediately wrapped the corpse, and it burned to ashes in less than a while.

Then, Jin Yuzhen took out another sharp sword and made some mud to cover it...

As long as a few days pass, after a spring rain, there will be no trace of it here.

So vicious, good plan!

When Jin Yuzhen turned and left, Su Zishuang's body was stiff, but he did not get up immediately.

Because in the book, Jin Yuzhen is very suspicious!

After waiting for a while, a figure flashed in the distance and jumped onto the grass.

Su Zishuang's heart condensed, and Jin Yuzhen really came back again!

"Come out, I have found you." Jin Yuzhen suddenly said loudly.

Su Zishuang was taken aback, but suddenly realized that Jin Yuzhen's eyes were not looking at her side, so that Jin Yuzhen must be scamming.

Jin Yuzhen yelled a few times, then said to herself: "It seems that there is really no one."

Immediately, he lifted his steps lightly and left here at a very fast speed.

This time, after Jin Yuzhen left, Su Zishuang let out a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was not found.

Su Zishuang leaped out of the bushes without hesitation, and hurried forward in the other direction. After running for half an hour, he stopped, leaning against the trunk of a big tree and panting slightly.

"This matter is not something that my strength can contend with. At present, I am still improving my realm step by step."

"You cannot inform the upper echelons of the sect, nor can you tell anyone."

"The book does not say which of the strongest members of Huanxi Sect belong to Jin Yuzhen's faction, so none of them can be trusted."

Su Zishuang thought for a while and decided to hide this matter in his heart and not tell anyone.

She is single and weak, and Mo Junzhi's weird behavior can't be used as a reliance at all. If the little shrimp on the second layer of Qi refining is involved in the sect dispute prematurely, it is estimated that there will be no bones left to die.

Su Zishuang calmed her mood for a while, took out the ice-scarred sword from the universe bag, and began to practice Soft Water Sword Art in this secret place.

At the beginning, Su Zishuang needed to practice according to the basic sword technique, and then he could gradually comprehend the sword principle.

Su Zishuang practiced till the evening before returning to his room in Qinglian Tower.

After nearly half a day of practicing swordsmanship, Su Zishuang's whole body was sore, especially his arms and elbows. Sword training was not an easy task. It required a great effort and day-to-day training.

But thinking of Jian Xiu's powerful offensive ability, Su Zishuang's heart became hot again. If he could comprehend the sword intent, he might be able to explode a powerful force with his gestures.

But how difficult it is to comprehend sword intent, Su Zishuang needs to work hard, desperately, and on the basis of proficiency in order to go further.

Furthermore, it is not the realization of the sword intent immediately, but the sword!

Immortal cultivators use flying swords. Of course, holding a sword in their hands cannot have the flexibility to control flying swords with divine consciousness, but without the cultivation base of the fifth level of refining qi, divine consciousness cannot be imprinted on flying swords. Under the brand.

The Ice Scar Sword in Su Zishuang's hand is actually a flying sword, but she is not strong enough now, there is no way to defend the sword.

The next day, Su Zishuang took a rest, and his body has recovered a lot.

After witnessing Jin Yuzhen's incident, her desire to improve her strength became more and more urgent.

In the early morning, Su Zishuang had already arrived outside the refining hall in the Miscellaneous Art Hall, but at this time, the tutor Zhang Chao hadn't arrived, nor did the other disciples.

"Sister Su, why are you here so early?" Suddenly a surprised voice sounded.

Su Zishuang looked up and saw a simple and honest boy walk in.

"Wang Can, are you coming to the Zashu Hall, too?" Su Zishuang said.

Wang Can stretched out his hand and scratched his head and said, "I'm here to learn the way of making talisman..."

Su Zishuang noticed that among Wang Can's expressions, it was quite unnatural.

During this period of time, Su Zishuang hadn't seen Wang Can, and he didn't know whether he was practicing hard or doing something.

After saying a few words, Su Zishuang was silent, because she heard a little distance in Wang Can's voice.

"Wang Can, what are you doing standing stupid? Open the door soon." A very impatient voice suddenly came from behind.

"Hey, right now... right away..." Wang Can immediately showed a pleasing look on his face, bent his body and moved his steps, ran to the door of the talisman refining hall, and began to unlock the door.

A young man walked behind, with a hooked nose, long slender eyes, wearing a brocade robe, and his hands behind him. Behind the young man was followed by seven or eight external disciples.

It turns out...Wang Can was not practicing hard during this time, but had taken refuge in this person.

On the Lotus Peak, different small groups naturally formed among the thousands of outer disciples.

After all, among every group of disciples, among the Jindan monks of the inner five peaks, very few can be included as true disciples, and most of the outer disciples are practicing hard and breaking through the foundation-building period to become inner disciples.

Generally, unless the potential is exhausted, or the outer disciples who are too talented and have no chance at all will leave the sect and go to Kunlun City or other places to find a way out. Whenever there is a little chance, they will stay at the Lotus Peak and advance towards the foundation building realm. .