I'm his wife, how come I don't know?

Jiang Chu's eyes were fixed on Madam Li.

Her once graceful and elegant face has now been wildly distorted.

He couldn't help but feel a surge of compassion and regret in his heart.

He steadied the puppet tree in his hand, which was his only support in this life-and-death battle.

He prayed silently in his heart, hoping that his master would be able to see the distress signal he sent out and come to the rescue as quickly as possible.

Jiang Chu knew that all he could do now was to persevere and wait for reinforcements to arrive.

The branches and leaves of the puppet tree swayed in the wind, interweaving green, gold and white.

It formed a solid barrier, protecting Jiang Chu tightly.

Mrs. Li's attacks did not stop because of this.

As her mind went, the Netherworld Lamps seemed to be given life and attacked Jiang Chu densely.

"Crunch, crunch -"

Each of these ghost lamps has hands, feet and eyes.

It was as if a group of seven or eight-year-old children were attacking from all directions.

With a weird and eerie atmosphere.

Jiang Chu felt his scalp tingling.

He knew that the attacks of these Netherworld Lamps were extremely powerful, and if he was not careful, he could lose his life.

He concentrated all his attention on controlling the puppet tree, hoping that it could withstand wave after wave of attacks.

"Puff puff--"

With a series of soft sounds, the Netherworld Lamps near the Puppet Tree began to melt away.

It turned into black mist and dissipated into the air.

Jiang Chu breathed a sigh of relief.

He felt relieved for a moment knowing that he could withstand the attack of the Nether Lamp.

He began to look around, his eyes sharp as a knife, piercing through the fog around him.

Suddenly, his sidelong glance caught a glimpse of an unusual scene.

It was a coffin lid that had a crack on it that he had accidentally knocked open before.

Through the crack, he saw two tiny heads, which surprised and shocked him.

It turned out that the person lying in the coffin was not the head of the Li family.

Jiang Chuyi exerted force.

With a dull sound, the entire coffin lid was pushed open.

Ten small heads of different shades were neatly arranged on the golden cloth.

The small skeletons are neatly arranged.

These tiny skeletons were once full of life, but now they can only lie here quietly.

The desires in this world are like an abyss, bottomless and capable of driving people madly.

If one does not follow the right path to immortality, does not correct his original intention, and only relies on external things, even if he can overcome the obstacles of human nature, he will fail in the end with the thunder from heaven.

Why bother.

Why doesn’t the Li family head understand?

Jiang Chu gently pushed the coffin lid back into place, his heart filled with mourning for these innocent little skeletons.

I also understand why the woman in front of me made a deal with the devil.

This overwhelming resentment was not something he could resolve.

Jiang Chu was not someone who would sit there and wait for death. Under the protection of the puppet tree, he started to walk out.

Mrs. Li behind him wanted to attack, but she couldn't get close.

Jiang Chu stopped in front of Xuan Hao's corpse, closed his eyes, and put the corpse into a mustard bag.

He also picked up the cone-shaped magic weapon on the side.

Unfortunately, the magic weapon has been broken into pieces and is completely unusable.

Jiang Chu could only quicken his pace and walk towards the corridor.

Li’s injustice is due to her child, but the child is no longer with us, and it is not something that an ordinary person can resolve.

The densely packed Netherworld Lanterns behind him followed Jiang Chu, rushing towards him one after another.

"Puff-"

Becoming invisible, the scene was both eerie and spectacular.

Finally, Jiang Chu walked to the gate.

He tried to open the door.

But I can't touch it.

His fingers seemed to have touched an invisible wall and he could not touch the door at all.

Jiang Chu frowned, he knew it was the barrier that was causing trouble.

He patted the sapling and asked, "Is there any way to open it?"

The sapling's three-colored spiritual energy slowly flowed into the barrier like a trickle.

The moment his spiritual power came into contact with the barrier, it encountered a rebound and was forced to retreat.

The trees, as tall as their heads, shook their branches.

Jiang Chu stood there helplessly.

It seems that I can't get away on my own.

Xuan Hao’s magic weapon is no longer usable, and he does not have a magic weapon that can break the barrier.

He could only turn his head and look at the Netherworld Lamps that had surrounded him, and Mrs. Li, whose eyes had turned red and whose body was soaked in black air.

"I'm so tired, let me lie down for a while." Jiang Chu sat down on the ground and leaned against the tree trunk.

Anyway, they can't hit me, and I can't hit them either.

Jiang Chu yawned and closed his eyes to pretend to sleep, but he didn't dare to fall asleep.

-

Jiang Chu didn't know that the message to Xing Lan was never sent out.

However, in the main hall of Xingchen Peak, Xuan Hao's soul jade was the first to shatter, and the elders and the master had a bad feeling.

The elder of the Yunyin Sword Sect looked at the broken soul jade.

He sat up suddenly and asked, "Which mission did Xuan Hao go to carry out?"

The disciple who was recording the situation felt the elder's sense of urgency and quickly replied:

"Reporting to the elder, Senior Brother Xuanhao and Senior Brother Jiangchu went to the Li and Zhao families of Chengtianmen to inquire about the news."

Xing Lan tightened his hands slightly under his sleeves, and his voice was filled with unquestionable authority:

"Who are the other disciples around here who are going to carry out the mission together?"

The disciple who recorded the information checked and replied, "Senior Brother Si Ling from Yunyin Sword Sect, and Senior Sister Lin Wan'er from Biluo Yaochi."

Xing Lan glanced at the elder of the Yunyin Sword Sect, hoping that he would contact Si Ling as soon as possible.

The elder did not hesitate and immediately waved the jade slip and found Si Ling's name.

Si Ling and Lin Wan'er killed the pseudo-demon for four hours and were covered in blood.

Lin Wan'er, however, was not stained with blood and remained as clean as a banished immortal.

He always keeps his promises.

What you say will never be impossible to do.

After killing all the enemies in one layer, Si Ling leaned against a big tree to take a rest.

Lin Wan'er handed over a soul-restoring pill.

Si Ling didn't hesitate to take the pill and swallowed it.

In an instant, the spiritual energy began to recover.

"Buzzing—"

Si Ling's jade slip began to vibrate.

The jade slip emerges according to the owner's wishes.

The elder's face was somewhat serious.

"Si Ling, Xuan Hao is dead, and the last place he could be traced back to is the Li family of Xianmen. You can go and find out what happened."

The spiritual energy swept around Si Ling, and his eyes were filled with cold sweat.

He stood up from under the big tree, with the Double Dragon Sword already under his feet.

Lin Wan'er was also shocked when she learned that Xuan Hao was dead.

He hurriedly summoned his magic weapon and began to chase Si Ling's back which had already run away.

Li family.

Jiang Chu originally just wanted to close his eyes for a while, but Mrs. Li seemed like she was crazy.

Start letting those Netherworld Lamps hit the area covered by Jiang Chu's Puppet Tree.

"Puff puff--"

"Zizzi-"

Jiang Chu was attacked by densely packed Netherworld Lanterns and could feel his spiritual energy rapidly draining away.

What’s more terrifying is that he felt there was no spiritual energy here, let alone purple energy.

If I were really broken by these Netherworld Lamps, I would be finished.