After developing a villain heroine, they came after her

Chapter 222 Waiting For Her

"She can't easily break the barrier of Mirror Lake."

The two of them were chasing the scent of Mu Sanniang's departure, and Jiang Qiuchi spoke first, breaking the silence.

Chen An hummed, but did not express his guess.

After leaving Jinghu Lake, Mu Sanniang's speed became faster and faster. Even Chen An'an could barely keep up with his sword.

The most terrible thing is that neither Chen An nor Jiang Qiuchi can accurately detect the girl's location now, and can only search in the general direction.

This method is like finding a needle in a haystack. Unless Mu Sanniang is willing to take the initiative to look back, the chance of them finding someone is very slim.

Of course Chen An would not give up just like that.

But as time went by, Dongfang became white, and what Chen An was most worried about happened.

They stopped in a dense forest where spiritual energy gathered.

Because what was placed in front of them was a huge corpse of a ferocious monster.

This was a monster beast in the Qi-training stage. It died in a miserable state, its eyes glaring like bells, as if it had experienced great pain before it died.

Considering the traces of black air emanating from the wound on the corpse, the truth of the matter is not difficult to guess.

Chen An frowned and his tone was solemn.

"What I fear the most is that she will be driven to the wrong path by the magic power and lose her mind, and will never return..."

Jiang Qiuchi stood beside him silently without making a sound.

The young man raised his eyes and looked ahead.

A huge outline appeared faintly, it was Xiangcheng where they had walked.

This city is far larger than Liucheng, and there are many times more mortals living in it.

And Mu Sanniang's next direction is Xiangcheng.

……

……

After all, it's still too weak...

Standing quietly at the top of the city, the girl looked down at the city at her feet.

The white dress on her body blew in the wind, outlining her graceful body.

That beautiful face was as expressionless as ever.

Maybe it was different from what someone expected, but Mu Sanniang actually felt that she was in a very peaceful state of mind now.

She didn't really blame her brother.

She just heard too much helplessness from the boy's words.

Although he may not have meant this, once it fell into Mu Sanniang's ears, he automatically became what she wanted to see.

The younger brother was always hers and could only belong to her.

It was just because of my own weakness that I was temporarily coerced.

Different paths lead to the same destination, and things seem to have become simpler again.

Only by becoming strong enough can you protect your younger brother and cut off all the hands that try to reach out.

The girl lowered her eyes slightly, and her eyes fell on the city with a population of hundreds of thousands at her feet.

As the sun rises, many pedestrians can be seen on the street.

There were vendors rushing to catch up early, hunters getting their tools ready to go out to hunt in the city, and officials from the local government.

Soul-eating can never only rely on devouring monsters...

Although the souls of mortals are much poorer and weaker than those of monks.

But the number of mortals and the difficulty of obtaining them are definitely not comparable to those of monks.

This is a very simple arithmetic problem.

No wonder those evil spirits have always set their sights on mortals since ancient times.

As for bringing the entire world to ruin, or carrying hundreds of thousands or even millions of karma, what does that mean compared to being tempted to become stronger?

The lives of hundreds of thousands of people now seemed to be at stake in her thoughts.

Inexplicably, Mu Sanniang suddenly remembered the warning she gave when she drew the sword for the first time.

"You can't turn back when you draw a sword, just like you can't change the ending."

Is there really... no turning back?

Mu Sanniang's meditation was interrupted by an urgent shout.

It was a Ding Bing who climbed up the city wall to look out. He was about thirty years old. He was staring at the girl in the white dress who was standing quietly with his wretched little eyes open.

"Hey, girl over there, come here quickly. It's too dangerous to stand over there. Come over here and let me show you something good."

As the man spoke, he could barely restrain himself at first, but by the time he said it, he was no longer pretending. A lustful look flashed in his eyes, as if he wanted to rush forward and eat the girl alive.

After all, in half his life, this was the first time he saw such a beautiful girl.

What made him even more ecstatic was that the girl actually walked straight towards him.

Are people these days so easy to deceive?

As soon as the thought flashed through the man's mind, his excited expression suddenly stopped.

<divclass="contentadv">Because there was a dark and slender knife that penetrated his somewhat hunchbacked body at some point.

There were not many words, and the girl didn't even look at him.

The slightly noisy wind in the early morning blew by, blowing the corpse that fell on the city wall.

And the white dress was long gone.

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After crossing Xiangcheng and heading west for three thousand miles, we will find a deserted place that is difficult for mortals to reach.

This place is covered with yellow sand, barren of grass, completely uninhabited, and filled with poisonous scorpions and ferocious beasts. Only monks can survive in it.

In the world of immortality, this place is called Buzhou Territory.

It's just that because of the remote location and thin spiritual energy, except for those monks who specialize in evil heretics, generally no monks would come to this ghost place.

Gradually, with the increase in the number of evil cultivators coming and going, Buzhou Territory became more and more mixed, and there were even several apparently evil cultivating sects taking root here to preach.

On the seventh day of searching for his sister, the boy's figure slowly appeared in the yellow sand.

This is already the belly of Buzhou Territory and belongs to the altar of the Infernal Corpse Cult.

And what was in front of Chen An this time was no longer the ferocious beasts with different cultivation levels in the past.

That's a bunch of real 'people'.

It's just that these people have now lost their voices, and they were all divided into corpses with a clean knife. The corpses were scattered everywhere, and the swaying wisps of dark blood filled the entire altar.

The stench of countless corpses attracted many vultures to circle high in the sky.

Looking at the messy scene in front of him, the young man was a little silent.

Among these evil cultivators, there are many demons with golden elixir stage.

But for the girl who was always walking in front of them, it seemed like it was just one more stab.

What kind of rate of progress is this?

It was hard for him to imagine what kind of state that girl who had just entered the Foundation Establishment would be in after just seven days.

Chen An didn't know whether he should feel lucky or unfortunate.

Fortunately, the girl still retains a trace of conscience and has never pointed the butcher knife at innocent people.

Unfortunately, no one knows if or when that day will come.

Next to him, Jiang Qiuchi's increasingly solemn voice sounded.

"The corpses we encountered along the way seemed to have one thing in common."

"Their souls are missing. It doesn't seem to have dispersed naturally, otherwise they wouldn't have left even a trace of their souls."

Chen An was speechless and just looked further away.

The yellow sand there covers the sky and the sun, covering up all the monsters and monsters in this area.

Sanniang doesn't want to see him.

……

In the sky full of yellow sand, the young man continued to chase for another half month.

Along the way, every few days, a scene as tragic as before would appear.

Moreover, the cultivation level of the dead evil cultivators was obviously still rising.

From the initial Qi refining to build the foundation, to the current killing golden elixir.

He didn't know how the girl could find the stronghold of these evil cultivators so accurately.

He could only gradually build up the appearance of that time in his mind through imagination.

People wailed in pain, vultures screamed in the air, and incomplete corpses could be seen everywhere on the ground.

Only the girl stood on the altar, holding a thin knife in her hand, looking at the blood slowly flowing under her feet with an expressionless face, until the blood coagulated and turned dark.

Finally, the yellow sand blew away, leaving nothing but messes all over the place.

Finally, the boy stopped chasing.

He is tired.

"Let's go back."

Jiang Qiuchi was startled when he heard this, and asked subconsciously: "Aren't you going to continue chasing?"

The young man shook his head, "She doesn't want to see me now, so she can't catch up with her."

"Then, where should we go back?" Jiang Qiuchi asked again.

The young man turned around, looked at the direction where his sister was going for the last time, and spoke softly.

"Go back to Taixuanzong."

"Wait for her."