There are countless geniuses in the world of cultivation, but only my junior sister Sha Diao

As soon as he said this, Qu Yimian's eyes widened, and he was shocked to see that some of the light spots on his body fell on the monster that had been dead for a long time not far away.

But what she didn't know was that in addition to the corpse seen in front of everyone at the moment, other monsters that had undergone strange changes in the nine-story tower were also covered by the tower spirit's ability at almost the same time.

However, after a few breaths, three drops of bright red blood emerged from the body of the demonized beast, faintly glowing with golden light. They swayed in the air and then turned calm.

Gu Xia was a little curious, pointed at the three drops of blood through the air, and patted Ta Ling's pretentious body: "Hey, what is this?"

"Paji——"

The tower spirit struggled to get its little head out from under her claws, and said in a rather complacent tone: "This is the source of this demonized beast."

Gu Xia: "Speak humanly."

"..."

Ta Ling was speechless for a minute, and with the intention of showing off, he turned to look at the pale Qu Yimian: "Hey, you said you don't know anything, that's fun, why am I here with this monster?" The three drops of blood you left behind were found in the corpse!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everything fell silent.

Qu Yimian exclaimed: "This, this is impossible."

After speaking, she hurriedly covered her mouth and her eyes wandered: "I don't know what you are talking about."

"It doesn't matter." Ta Ling sneered, waving her hand and drawing a blood mark on her white finger: "I won't talk nonsense to you, I just need to slap you in the face with the facts."

Qu Yimian was caught off guard and covered her hand in pain. Besides fear, there was also a trace of hatred in her lowered eyes.

This damn tower spirit is deliberately trying to make things difficult for her, right?

Gu Xia, who was sitting in the front row, didn't understand, so he humbly asked for advice for a second: "What operation is this?"

"The tower spirit is verifying its guess." Jiang Chaoxu explained to her in a warm voice: "It is forcing out a drop of Qu Yimian's blood essence. If it is true as it just said, then Qu Yimian will definitely not be able to condense a drop of essence blood again at this moment. Come blood."

"In a short period of time, a monk can only condense three drops of blood essence at most. This will greatly damage the vitality. Almost no one will do this unless necessary."

Gu Xia nodded clearly: "I understand."

Sure enough, just as Jiang Chaosu said, everyone waited attentively for a long time, but only saw bright red blood beads oozing out of Qu Yimian's fingers, and not a drop of blood appeared.

Shu Yue took a slight breath and murmured: "What did you do to use three drops of blood at once?"

The tower spirit floated slowly in front of Qu Yimian, with an expression that had been expected, and said deliberately: "I will give you a chance, think about how you can quibble about how you lost these three drops without knowing it." Bloody."

There was no trace of blood on Qu Yimian's face, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings.

Her voice was a little dry: "I really don't know anything. Maybe it was the secret method of the demon who sneaked in, just to make me take the blame in the end."

"Yes, that's right." She said incoherently as if grasping a life-saving straw: "It must be like this. Didn't you just say that? There are traces of demons in the nine-story tower."

Qu Yimian tightly grasped Gu Lanyi's sleeves, looking forward to it: "Senior Brother, you also think what I said makes sense, right? That must be the case."

"You know, I'm just an alchemy cultivator, how can I do such a thing."

Gu Lanyi just stared at her beautiful face full of tears and said nothing.

After seeing the evidence and questions presented by Ta Ling, he was keenly reminded of the inappropriate state of this junior sister along the way.

At this moment, I am seventy-eight percent convinced.

Seeing Gu Lanyi's indifferent expression, Qu Yimian hurriedly looked at the others, only to see that the remaining heirs were discussing something in low voices.

She was so anxious that tears fell down, her eyes turned around and finally fell on Xie Baiyi, and she rushed over in a hurry.

"Senior Brother Bai Yi, believe me, I really have never done such a thing!"

Xie Baiyi lowered his head slightly, just in time to meet her upturned face. His eyes fell on the tears in the corners of her eyes, and his thoughts suddenly went blank.

"Don't cry."

He stretched out his hand out of nowhere, trying to wipe away the tears on Qu Yimian's face.

Although he realized intellectually that something seemed wrong, he had only one thought in his mind at the moment: comfort her.

Yu Heng was still grinning with big teeth next to him, but Gu Xia suddenly said: "Look, your senior brother doesn't want you."

Yu Heng: “!!!”

He turned around quickly, just in time to see this scene, and rushed back as if his butt was on fire, hitting Qu Yimian, who was still pretending to be pitiful to confuse his senior brother.

"Eldest brother, has your brain been caught in the door?" Yu Heng shouted loudly: "It has reached this point, and even ghosts and ghosts don't believe her words!"

Other direct disciples secretly complained: But your senior brother believed it.

Xie Baiyi frowned, slapped his claws away mercilessly, and said in a cold voice: "Nothing."

Then he wanted to go around him and help Qu Yimian.

This made Yu Heng furious. He firmly dragged his senior brother from behind, who seemed to have been kicked in the head by a donkey.

"Hey." He turned and looked behind him: "Here, someone can help me hold down my senior brother. Also, which of your alchemy cultivators can come over and help me see if my senior brother is possessed by a ghost?"

The people of the Yanxia Sect looked at each other in confusion, not sure whether they should intervene or not.

Jiang Chaoxu, on the other hand, folded his hands and looked like it had nothing to do with me.

Oh wow.

In this case--

Gu Xia said in a brisk tone: "I'll do it."

There was even a hint of eagerness in his tone.

Yu Heng was furious: "Gu Xia, please don't force me to beat you. You are not an alchemy cultivator and you are here to join in the fun!"

Gu Xiaquan thought he was farting, and walked up to Xie Baiyi a second before Yu Heng was about to spit out fire, and said calmly: "Hey, yo, you are miserable, you are in love."

One thing to say, Gu Xia's mental attack is very useful.

Because the next second, Xie Baiyi, who was still in a daze, suddenly stopped moving and stood there thinking about life.

Behind him, Yu Heng didn't realize that his senior brother had come to his senses. He kicked the ground tightly and still tried to pull him back.

"Thorn-"

After a striking sound of tearing fabric, Xie Baiyi turned his head and glanced coldly.

Yu Heng was standing there at a loss holding a piece of black cloth.

Xie Baiyi lowered his eyes again.

Good, he happens to be missing a piece of his sleeve.

"Pfft hahahahahaha——"

Several earth-shaking laughter suddenly rang out from behind.

The relatives laughed together.

Xu Xingmu’s pertinent comment: “This guy is so awesome that he never stops working every day.”

"Wow." Gu Xia blinked and said in a soft voice, "Could this be the legendary - cut sleeves?"

The last two words were barely audible. Xu Xingmu didn't hear them clearly and raised his head: "Little junior sister, what did you just say?"

"Ah? It's nothing." Gu Xia pushed his head away and said without changing her expression: "Children, don't ask around. Listening to everything will only hurt you."

Xu Xingmu: "QAQ" is great.

It’s whatever the junior sister says.

"S-Senior Brother——" Yu Heng handed over the thing in his hand: "Give it back to you."

Xie Baiyi stared at it for a few more seconds before saying softly: "No need."

He took a few steps back, away from the still crying Lihua Daiyu Qu Yimian, his eyes clear and distant.

"Junior sister Qu, where are your senior brothers."

He pointed at Gu Lanyi and the others on the other side, who had different expressions but were uniformly not very good-looking.

Qu Yi's eyes were filled with tears: "Senior Brother Baiyi, I..."

It's a pity that Xie Baiyi didn't continue to listen to her. He turned his head to look at Gu Xia, who was smiling clearly with "malicious intentions". He was strangely silent for a few seconds, and finally said: "Gu... Xia, thank you very much." ”

He nodded slightly and expressed his gratitude sincerely.

If it weren't for Gu Xia's words that sounded like a demonic voice just now, I'm afraid he might have done something messy at this moment.

He himself had nothing to do with it, but he must not tarnish the image of Ling Jian Sect.

This experience also made Xie Baiyi completely wary, and decided to ask the master and elders what could control people's minds after he returned.

……