Cannon fodder's counterattack

It was night, and Luoyun City fell into darkness.

The night sky in the city looks particularly beautiful tonight. There is not a single dark cloud. The moon hangs high in the sky like a silver disk. The stars twinkle, reflecting the cold moonlight, adding a different kind of mystery to the earth.

In the inn, Yuan Yihuan, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes and fired a burst of spiritual power. The figure outside the window flashed and flew quickly to the center of the city.

"Boom!"

The moment the figure flew away, something fell from her body. She leaned over and picked it up. It looked familiar, like the jade pendant worn by Han Lu.

The jade pendant is about half the size of a palm. It is dark in color and has a warm texture.

A small "Han" character is engraved on the back, and several complex cloud patterns are painted on the front. The cloud patterns are intertwined. After looking at it for a long time, you will find that your mind slowly calms down, and even your soul becomes a little more stable.

Is this the soul-soothing jade? !

Why did Han Lu use the soul-soothing jade?

She looked towards the direction where the figure was flying. It should be the City Lord's Mansion. Who was that person?

Was he using her as bait, or was he trying to lure her into a trap?

Yuan Yihuan thought for a moment, then turned his palm, and there was a puppet doll in his palm.

She transferred most of her spiritual power into the puppet doll, and with a flash of inspiration, the doll fell to the ground and turned into her appearance. She injected a piece of spiritual consciousness into the puppet, and the puppet instantly became agile.

"Go to the City Lord's Mansion and find the owner of this jade pendant." She shook the soul-calming jade.

The puppet blinked, then approached the soul-suppressing jade and smelled it, then quickly turned around and flew towards the city lord's palace.

The City Lord's Mansion is very quiet today, and even the guards who patrol daily are not at their posts.

The puppet doll that transformed into Yuan Yihuan came to the hall of the city lord's mansion in search of the soul-soothing jade.

In the hall, a man in golden robe stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at a landscape painting hanging on the hall. In the thick and colorful landscape, a figure was looming.

"Look, she's here."

Sensing the aura of the puppet, the man suddenly chuckled and stared intently at the figure in the mountains and rivers, "Do you think I should be happy for you, or should I be sad for you?"

Upon hearing this, the figure seemed to struggle, but was instantly trapped by the landscape in the painting.

"You care about her?"

"Oh, you actually care about her!"

Feeling the rolling emotions of the man in the painting, a hint of madness immediately appeared on the man's soft and pale face, but in an instant, he calmed down again.

"It doesn't matter, I will be yours soon, everything about you is mine!"

He turned around and looked the puppet up and down, "He has good qualifications and good looks, so he is worthy of you."

"But it's a pity, I will let her watch you being killed by me, and then I will send her to accompany you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man took the lead and waved his long sleeves, sending a golden light speeding away and attacking the puppet.

The puppet had more than half of Yuan Yihuan's spiritual power, so it could naturally sustain it for a while, and the two quickly fought together.

Yuan Yihuan, who saw all this through the puppet, was shocked. This man was actually the man who was [-]-[-]% similar to Han Lu whom he met in the secret realm of Lingyuan. Who was he?

She quickly flew up and rushed towards the city lord's palace.

In the city lord's palace, the puppet doll had limited spiritual power after all, and was now bound by a golden light and trapped aside.

"Hmph, I thought it was so powerful, but I didn't expect it to be nothing more than that."

The man looked at the puppet with disdain, raised his hand, and the landscape painting in the hall was sucked into his palm.

"Next, it's your turn!"

He grasped it with five fingers, and the figure in the painting appeared out of thin air.

It was Han Lu who had disappeared since entering the city.

Han Lu was in a very embarrassed state at this time, his golden robe was stained with blood, his hair was messy, and his handsome face was filled with a layer of black energy, but he still had a wanton demeanor and looked at the man who looked similar to him unruly.

"Your face is really an eyesore."

He sneered, "Han Ziqi, this is the name you gave yourself, right? You colluded with the demon clan and practiced evil skills. Do you deserve the surname Han?"

"And how could you even think of threatening me with her?" Han Lu glanced at the puppet on the side, his eyes flickered, and a glimmer of light quickly flashed in his eyes.

"She's just a talented female cultivator. I think she's pretty and fun to tease. I've only provoked her a few times. Do you really think I care about her?"

He sneered: "Or do you not know her identity?"

"She is a disciple of Daojun Qinglan of the Xuanji Sect. She is protected by her master and uncle, and pampered by the sect master and brother below. If you touch her, aren't you afraid that Daojun Qinglan will raid the lair of the person behind you?"

Hearing this, Han Ziqi's face instantly darkened.

But after a moment, he suddenly smiled and said: "Han Lu, do you really think I don't know anything?"

Han Lu looked at him expressionlessly.

Han Ziqi grabbed his collar and pulled him in front of him, "I can find you at this time, so I'm naturally fully prepared."

"Not to mention you, even the old man Jun Heng might have been trapped in the secret realm of the fairy world and can't get out!"

Hearing this, not only Han Lu was shocked, but even Yuan Yihuan, who was hiding in the tree, almost leaked his aura.

Junheng Daojun is Han Lu's master, and among the people who went to the secret realm of the fairy world with him were Qinglan and Jingyang!

Before Yuan Yi could think deeply, Han Ziqi smiled sinisterly and said: "How much torture I suffered in that dark place, I want you to taste it next!"

He raised his hand and slapped Han Lu into the middle of the yard.

Han Lu's whole body was bound with spiritual energy. This palm made him spit out a mouthful of blood. Then he moved as if nothing had happened. His eyes swept across the tree where Yuan Yi was sitting, and landed on a tree standing next to it. on the puppet.

Yuan Yihuan's eyes narrowed, and Han Lu discovered her!

Han Ziqi looked at Han Lu's embarrassed look and laughed loudly. Perhaps he was too happy, and a trace of rosy color appeared on his face that had always been pale.

"Han Lu, as the most proud genius of the Han family and the most proud disciple of that old man Jun Heng, you also have today!"

He took a few steps back, raised his hand and made a magic spell. In the courtyard, with Han Lu as the center, a huge bloody formation suddenly appeared.

The array pattern is scarlet, and the complex and twisted lines are intertwined. Just one glance at it, and the evil and gloomy feeling lingers.

"Hahaha... From now on, I am you!"

Han Ziqi made another gesture, and a blood formation also appeared under his feet.

Yuan Yihuan took a closer look and was shocked to find that the patterns of the two blood formations were extremely similar, but one was following the trend and the other was against it.

It’s actually a conversion matrix that combines forward and reverse!