Poor girl is hated by everyone, villains drive her crazy

"Someone set the fire?"

The monks finally reacted. At this time, someone in the air was already using magic to summon water to put out the fire, but they didn't expect that all the magic was blocked by the interception magic as soon as it was used.

It seemed that the conservatives who came to kill this time were hanging in the air, forming a human wall. While fighting with each other, they also devoted their energy to stopping any monks who wanted to put out the fire.

Seeing this, some people became furious. If these guys didn't let them put out the fire, then they would never be able to continue setting fires!

But they didn't expect that even though they were staring at the monk in the air, the fire was burning more and more fiercely.

Occasionally, the conservatives were delayed and unable to stop them. After the fire was extinguished by water, it would burn again soon, even more vigorously than before.

The person who set the fire doesn’t seem to be a monk?

It was then that everyone discovered that there were countless dark shadows moving swiftly under the eaves of the city, and fire would start wherever they went.

These people don't have any magic. They are like ants hiding in the dark. They have no sense of existence, but they have caused such a big mess silently.

It's a mortal!

And there are a lot of them!

The monks' attention was drawn away by the sudden intrusion of the conservatives, and no one expected that this group of mortals would sneak in quietly at this time.

They tried to attack these mortals, but found that when they cast spells, these people immediately hid, either in the cellar or somewhere else, and were extremely familiar with the terrain.

Each attack may not kill many people, but it will definitely destroy more houses.

Moreover, these mortals are densely distributed everywhere, and it is difficult to find them all.

They can’t kill them all, they can’t kill them all at all!

"Damn it! Didn't they escape?"

The monk who discovered this situation cursed softly, told Qingxin the situation here, and called more monks for help.

Song Jizhe had been guarding quietly near the dungeon. After making sure that most of the people guarding the dungeon had left, the monks who were traveling with them immediately rushed forward to deal with the guards who remained, while Song Jizhe and his companions rushed to the dungeon to release the monsters.

When Song Jizhe and his men rescued the monsters, Yu Xi had already found Zhong Xian.

As soon as she entered Qiuluo City, she ran directly to the City Lord's Mansion.

At this time, many barriers were set up outside the City Lord's Mansion, and ordinary people could not get in at all.

But Yu Xi was not affected by any barrier now. She passed through the barrier and found a magical weapon placed in the center of the City Lord's Mansion.

This magical instrument is shaped like a towering pagoda, with nine floors at first glance. It stands tall and abruptly in the center of the City Lord's Mansion.

Yu Xi guessed that Zhong Xian was imprisoned in this tower. She rushed into the tower and went all the way to the top floor, where she found Zhong Xian.

The top floor of the tower is very empty, with no windows, and the dark gold walls are engraved with eerie ghost writings.

A formation to gather ghost energy was set up on the ground, and all the ghost energy was guided to the core position in the center, where Zhong Xian was kneeling.

At this time, Zhong Xian's body was covered with ghost marks, his pupils were gone, and blood was dripping from the gaps between his closed eyes.

No one knew how many wounds were hidden under his clothes. All he knew was that his white clothes were stained red, and the blood had seeped into the runes on the floor and was still flowing out slowly.

He seemed to be still conscious, his chest rising and falling slowly, as if he moved. The chains hanging his hands immediately made a crisp sound, and then he vomited a mouthful of blood.

In front of him was a piece of talisman paper that was mostly burnt. It was the one Cui Yuankui gave him.

Yu Xi couldn't imagine how much pain Zhong Xian was in at this moment. She clenched her teeth and rushed over to hug Zhong Xian, but her hands passed through his body and she couldn't touch him.

The bell strings cannot be touched, and the memories here cannot be changed.

What should she do now to save her brother?

When he raised his head again, he saw Zhao Hunyuan, the elder of Sushan Sect, kneeling on the ground, and standing in front of him were Qingxin, Qingzheng and Qinglian.

Qingxin looked very impatient at this moment.

They used magic to isolate themselves from Zhong Xian, preventing Zhong Xian from hearing their conversation, and then they spoke:

"Zhao Hunyuan, do you still want to be the head of Sushan Sect? You can't even do such a small thing I asked you to do?"

Zhao Hunyuan, who was kneeling on the ground, shuddered and said anxiously:

"Ling Daojun, I am innocent! I really used all the tortures I could think of, but his will was not affected. His soul could not find any space to invade. This is the first time I have encountered such a situation!"

Hearing this, Qinglian chuckled, holding the compass and leaning against the window, and said, "Sister, don't be angry. Looking at Zhong Wenyu's current appearance, Elder Zhao should have done his best."

Qingzheng was not happy to hear this, and said calmly: "He is just a mortal, but his spirit is still stable until now. Do you think he has tried his best? If he really tried his best, we would have obtained the essence of the pure ghost body by now."

Zhong Xian's body has reached its limit and can no longer provide them with more spirit. This broken container can be thrown away.

But before throwing it away, they didn't want to waste the essence of the pure ghost body, so they had to extract it out even if they had to try every possible means.

Seeing that Qingzheng seemed to be angry, Zhao Hunyuan became even more anxious. Although he was an elder, he was only an elder of a small sect. His cultivation and status were completely incomparable to those core high-ranking people of Songshan Sect. If he made them angry, he would get nothing!

So he hurriedly said:

"Master Qingzheng, you don't know that Zhong Wenyu is not afraid of death at all! The talisman in his hand could have helped him escape, but in order to prevent us from discovering the location of the people in the city, he burned the talisman himself and left his life here..."

No matter how much torture a person suffers, his will cannot be destroyed.

Qingxin smiled when she heard this, stepped on Zhao Hunyuan's head, crushed it with her toes, and said in a delicate voice:

"I don't want to hear you say this. You'd better let me get the spirit as soon as possible. I don't have time to waste on things like you."

Zhao Hunyuan didn't dare to look up even when he was stepped on, and just kept nodding.

At this moment, Qinglian looked at the talisman paper in front of Zhong Xian, as if he had thought of something, and smiled:

"Wait, Senior Sister, I have a good idea."

Seeing everyone looking over, he pointed at the talisman paper and said:

"Zhong Xian cares more about those ants than his own life. If that's the case, it's too easy to destroy his spirit. We just need to control him to kill the mortals he cares most about, and then let him see how those mortals died. His spirit will definitely not be able to hold on."

Hearing this, Zhao Hunyuan's eyes lit up and he said hurriedly: "It's feasible, Qinglian Daojun's plan is feasible!"

Qingxin also felt that Qinglian's method made sense. She felt much better and patted Qinglian on the shoulder and said:

"Brother, you are the one who is reliable. Then let's get started. I have been staying in this broken city for too long. I am in a bad mood. Take the spirit quickly. I still need to go back to plant spiritual herbs."