Is the target of the strategy darkened? Then die again

mean!

Yu Wenxing did not doubt Kong Jian's words, nor did he believe that Mingxiao Immortal Lord would lie biasedly. That was Qin Yizai's problem. He must have deliberately wanted him and Kong Jian to lose face in front of Mingxiao Immortal Lord!

Although his original intention was wrong, Yu Wenxing still guessed Qin Yiai's true purpose by mistake.

Those demonic crimson eyes gradually deepened, and they were bright red. He opened his lips lightly: "Even if you don't believe A Li, then stay away from us earlier, otherwise... I can't guarantee that I won't be upright. Let’s take action against you.”

This look was extremely piercing.

He arbitrarily placed his own expectations on A Li, pushed him to the altar, and did not allow him to be stained even once. Then he used those narrow thoughts to drag the bright moon hanging in the sky down to the mortal world. …

This is the right path.

Doing evil things in the name of righteousness.

So disgusting.

want to vomit.

I want to kill all these people.

The killing intent gradually leaked out, and the delicate face became more beautiful. The aura of terror enveloped the entire palace, and everyone held their breath. The suppression in the realm made them unable to defend or escape. He could only look at Qin Yiaia in red with despair and horror.

but--

The jade-like flawless Qing Jin hand covered the back of the hand that was slightly glowing with red light.

"Meditation."

Just two words made Qin Yi'ai, who was on the verge of sanity, calm down in an instant. He looked at the two people in front of him who were shocked by his momentum and turned pale, and his mouth was trembling, but they held on without taking a step back, and then looked at the two people who always had expressions on their faces. Qing Leng, Qin Yili's expression did not change even if he wanted to kill everyone present...

Open your lips slightly.

He wanted to explain.

I didn't want to kill anyone.

but……

He was indeed murderous.

Why did he have such thoughts and murderous intentions when he saw Yu Wenxing's eyes like that?

It's not his.

Qin Yi'ai's expression instantly turned ugly.

"Jie Jie Jie... Boy, you finally discovered that even if you use your cultivation to suppress me, so what? As long as I am still in your body, you will be affected by my thoughts and thoughts, even if I can't occupy yours Body, sooner or later you will become another me!"

The old ghost no longer conceals his arrogance and intentions.

Qin Yi'ao felt that the place where the cold palm touched the back of his hand was so hot that it hurt him.

It wasn't until this moment that he realized how simple he thought.

It's not that he didn't realize his paranoia and madness, but he was so caught up in lust that he gave up thinking about the emergence of such emotions. He just wanted to trap the bright moon in his arms, but...

However, he put the cart before the horse and only wanted to destroy the righteous way, and even his purpose was gradually forgotten.

Looking at the panic and fear in those crimson eyes, Qin Yili's already cold eyes became even colder.

The white eyelashes cover the gloom in the eyes.

Bullying his apprentice in front of him.

This is not a good practice.

Withdrawing the hand covering the back of Qin Yi'ao's hand, Qin Yili turned towards the soft couch with his sleeves flying, and then raised the sword in his hand and struck it heavily.

Suddenly, the empty palace was shrouded in white fog, and everyone was covered by the diffuse fog, unable to see clearly everything around them.

But Qin Yili's hand was quickly grasped by a hot palm.

Surrounded by familiar scents and worried words.

"Master, you..."

Before Qin Yi'ai finished speaking, he felt dizzy for a while. Many pictures flashed before his eyes, as if he had used a teleportation talisman. The physical discomfort made him hold Qin Yili's hand tighter, but under such a violent In the whirlpool, he still lost the person he wanted to maintain.

……

"Osmanthus cake, come and try the sweet osmanthus cake..."

"There is a happy event in Zuixianju today. Every guest who comes in to order will be given a jar of Zuibaijiang as a gift..."

"Uncle, please do me a favor and reward me with some money..."

After Qin Yi'ai stabilized his figure, he realized that he was standing in a bustling town, surrounded by busy people.

This is where?

Where is the master?

The warmth from before seemed to still remain in the palm.

"Uncle, please take pity on me..." The beggar, who was dressed in rags and holding a broken bowl in his hand, said pitifully and urgently.

Qin Yizai, who only wanted to find his master, didn't even look at him, but said coldly: "Get out!"

He looked like a glamorous person, but he didn't expect to be so stingy. The beggar immediately pretended to be pushed by him and fell to the ground, rolling around: "Oh - even if you don't give me the money, you don't have to do anything, right? My arm is broken. …”

His outstanding appearance and extraordinary temperament had long attracted everyone's attention. When the beggar shouted, everyone immediately gathered around.

"Even if you don't want to give money, you can't beat someone. Let's see what happens to them."

"This young master didn't hit anyone. I saw it. He fell down on his own." The little girl with a bun in her bun looked at Qin Yizai with a flushed face.

The beggar saw that the situation was not good and said quickly: "You are talking nonsense! It was obviously him who pushed me. Don't you just say such unfair words because you saw how good he looks and want to curry favor with me?"

The little girl had never encountered such a scoundrel before. She was so angry with him that she couldn't even say a word to defend herself.

Whether it was the advice of the people around him, the beggar's naughty behavior, or the young girl's budding love, Qin Yiai never noticed it. He frowned slightly, and irritable anger gathered in his eyes: "Noisy!"

He held out his hand to silence the beggar.

"..."

The beggar climbed up from the ground, holding his arms. His dirty body exuded a stench. He shouted exaggeratedly: "Look! If I hadn't hid quickly, he would have attacked me again." ”

His eyes opened slightly.

Qin Yimai used his spiritual consciousness to sense the body, but found that there was no trace of demonic energy, just like...

He has never set foot in the world of cultivation, nor has he practiced spiritual power.

how can that be!

Seeing him lowering his head and looking at his white palms, he thought he was a frightened beggar and pounced on him.

Dressed so luxuriously, he must have a lot of good things on him. As long as he takes the opportunity to sneak one or two things from his body, he will never have to beg in his life.

only……

"It's killing people!!"

The onlookers immediately dispersed like birds and beasts and ran away.

The beggar took a long time to react and looked at the half of his arm that fell to the ground. It seemed to be his...?

When he realized it, severe pain was transmitted to his brain, and a shrill scream came from his mouth. He covered the half of his arm that was bleeding profusely: "Ahhhhh..."

Qin Yi Ai, who had two drops of blood spattered on his hem, chopped it off with his sword. The red cloth and the red blood complemented each other perfectly, making the jade-like face look even more stern.

“闭嘴！”

The sharp sword glow was between his neck.

The beggar was so frightened that he suppressed his screams, but it was too painful. Sweat beads slid down his face, leaving black stains.

"Where is this place?"

Because of what he just did, the passers-by and vendors around him all ran away. Even some shops had their doors closed. Now the only people who could ask questions were the beggars in front of them.

Knowing that he was causing trouble, the beggar could only endure the pain and stumbled: "This is Sifang Town..."

Have not heard.

In the mortal world?

Even if there are restrictions on monks in the mortal world, they shouldn't be in a situation like his where they can't even feel the slightest bit of demonic energy.

Unless this isn't the real world.

Thinking of the white mist he saw before they dispersed, Qin Yimai further confirmed this conjecture.

The most important thing now is to find A Li.

Afterwards, Qin Yimai passed by the beggar without hesitation and walked inside.

And behind him, the beggar's eyes were filled with resentment, as if they were quenched with poison...

The further inside, the more frightened Qin Yiao became.

So real.

Even though his cultivation level was blocked, his vision still existed, and every scene and thing here truly seemed to exist in reality.

His hand holding the sword was slightly damp and sweaty.

This made Qin Yinai even more stunned.

Since he entered the world of cultivation, this kind of reaction that only a mortal would have has never appeared again after he established the foundation.

The uneasiness spread throughout his body.

Ali...

……

Qin Yimai, who was missed by Qin Yimai, was not lucky enough to be dropped at the entrance of the town, but instead was dropped into a dark yizhuang with white cloth strips swinging in the wind and coffins parked there.

Several people who were carrying the coffin saw Qin Yili, who was still dressed in white, suddenly appear and drop the coffin in his hand to the ground.

"Ghost ah ah!!!"

"It's a fake corpse——!!!"

Four men in strange clothes ran out crawling on the ground.

"..."

"........."

Qin Yili said speechlessly: [Normally, when you see me, shouldn't you kneel down and call the gods? 】

The exploited Xiaoba Shu said feebly: [You don’t even look at the place where you appear, so it’s okay to say that you are a devil seeking your life. 】

【Um? 】

Xiaoba Shu, who was desperate for survival, immediately changed his tune: [It’s because they have no vision! Even if you appear in a mass grave, you, the host, are still a Shura who can hold down evil ghosts! 】

Qin Yili: [...]

There is a desire to live, but not much.

For the sake of the points provided by Xiaoba Shu, Qin Yili graciously forgave him.

Then he looked at the coffin that was dropped by several people just now.

Due to the sudden fall, the lid of the coffin was knocked open and the body inside was exposed.

The strangeness was also exposed.

This is a very beautiful female corpse.

She was wearing a bright red wedding dress, a phoenix crown and a red hairpin on her head, her cheeks were smeared with rouge, and her skin that could be broken was filled with a moist luster.

If it weren't for the deathly aura that enveloped her body and her stopped breathing, anyone who looked at her would just think that she was sleeping, rather than a corpse that had been dead for several days.

Seeing Qin Yili bending down to touch the corpse, Xiaoba Shu's voice became sharp: "What should I do if the corpse is fake?" ! 】

[How could it be possible to fake a corpse? There is no ghost energy in her body, I just want to see what is holding her up and keeping her body from rotting...]

Qin Yili's voice was a little shallow.

Looking at the female corpse who opened her eyes and stared straight at the person, Xiaoba Shu's scream resounded in Qin Yili's consciousness: [Ahhhhhhh... it turned out to be a fake corpse--! ! ! 】

Qin Yili, who had no idea that he would actually fake a corpse, retreated decisively to avoid the attack of the female corpse.

[Have you redeemed any Yanling gift packs? Otherwise, why would it become a crow's mouth? 】

Following Qin Yili's inquiry, the female corpse also climbed out of the coffin. She climbed on the edge of the coffin on her hands and knees like an animal. Only black eyeballs were left in her eye sockets, and her exposed teeth were not sharp enough. It was human, and its long nails left deep scratches on the coffin.

"Hoohoho-"

[How can there be points left to use! Haven’t you taken away all the rest? 】

[I'm just saving it for you first, leaving you to play with things and not know how to work hard. ] There was not much sincerity in Qin Yili's heartbroken words.

[I’m not ready yet to change from a world of cultivating immortals to a world where zombies are rampant. 】

Just as they said these two words, the female corpse also opened the lids of the other coffins, and then crawled out of them, young and beautiful girls in wedding dresses with the same attire.

Hearing these words, Xiaoba Shu was furious: [It's not all because you scared people away that all the corpses were fake. 】

Qin Yili's eyes were full of innocence.

He looks like a celestial being, so it's only because of the guilty conscience of those people that they mistook him for a fake corpse. It's no wonder he was there.

Xiaoba Shu, who has seen through the host's true nature, does not believe his innocence at all.

[What’s the use of keeping these corpses? They're about to catch you. 】

[Is it possible that I have no means to deal with them now? 】

Little Bashu: [? 】

[My spiritual power was sealed when I entered here. No, it wasn’t sealed. It’s just that my physical fitness is exactly the same as that of a mortal. I have no means to compete with them~]

Listening to those words that could make wavy lines, Xiaoba Mouse didn't even want to flap his wings and just lay down on the ground: [That's great, when you die, we will fail the mission and be eliminated. 】

Qin Yili: [? 】

This time, he was dissatisfied with Xiaoba Shu's failure: [If I fail the mission, your remaining points can no longer be unfrozen and can only be embezzled by the main system, right? 】

【It doesn’t matter. 】

It's the same anyway.

Its points can be obtained by anyone but it.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt sad. He simply stopped his operation out of sight and out of mind, and unilaterally blocked contact with Qin Yili.

Qin Yili: "..."

It seemed like the teasing was overdone.

Looking at the female corpse that Zhang Yang was grabbing toward his eyes, Qin Yili jumped lightly onto the roof of the house, her white clothes blown away by the wind, outlining a graceful arc.

Under the scorching sun, that face that should not be seen in this mortal world became more and more dazzling.

White light condensed from his fingertips.

They were scattered like stars in the courtyard of Yizhuang. The female corpses stopped looking ferocious the moment they came into contact with the white light, and their movements became sluggish, wandering back and forth in the courtyard like zombies.

Should I tell the little idiot that he has got all his points back?

Such an idea stayed in his mind for a moment before being abandoned by Qin Yili.

He walked on the roof with ease.

The corners of his raised lips were smiling wickedly, and his eyes were filled with joy.

When it finds out on its own, it will probably cry with tears in its eyes and say flattering words with a shy face. Then he will carefully calculate its account for daring to block him privately.