She is a mad villain and it is hard to tell whether she is good or evil

The autumn wind was blowing, and the cold wind blew the dead leaves on the trees, making them fall on a bloody man.

The rustling sound was unusually loud in this quiet valley. A group of low-level spirit rats, with red eyes flashing, slowly approached the man in blood-stained clothes.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak... squeak!!!!!!" A dagger pierced the spirit rat's head. Blood dripped onto the leaves, dyeing them into beautiful colors.

The remaining rats were frightened and fled in panic, raising a cloud of dust.

His body was leaning against the tree, all his strength was supported by the tree, and his jade-white cheeks were covered with scars.

The person in blood-stained clothes opened his eyes, and it was our heroine Shen Ruo.

Her pair of phoenix eyes were dim and calm, and she smiled sarcastically, thinking that she was like a tiger in a plain, being bullied by a dog. No cat or dog dared to touch her.

Looking at his blood-stained body, he frowned and was filled with disgust, wearing a piece of snow-white silk from the heavenly silkworm.

Now only a few parts of his body could be seen as white. The combination of other people's blood and his own blood smelled extremely bad.

"Cough... cough cough cough... cough..." The petite person suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, corroding a piece of flowers and plants. After resting for a while, he took a purple pill, slowly propped up his body, and held on to the tree to prepare to leave.

The ground in the valley shook slightly. The woman frowned and used her spiritual power to quickly leave the valley.

Outside the valley, a group of people riding various spiritual beasts stared at a man in white with greed in their eyes.

“Everyone, the demon goddess Ruo has been seriously injured. I hereby promise that whoever can capture the demon goddess Ruo alive will be rewarded.

The temple will give you a sixth-grade high-level spirit-gathering pill, a high-level spirit weapon, the Soul-devouring Knife, 20 fourth-grade high-level pills, and many natural treasures. "The man in white riding the spirit beast said proudly.

"Your Highness, Son of God, is it true that I can join the temple?"

The man said with pride: "Of course, if you don't join, you can let your son join and get the best training from our temple!

Our elders are already on the way, so you don’t have to worry.”

"The demon goddess stole the treasure of the temple. You all have to eliminate this evil for the heavens. All of the demon goddess's treasures will belong to you.

All you need to do is hand over the temple's spiritual treasures to the temple. Are you willing to help the temple capture the evildoers?" The man's voice full of spiritual power echoed in the valley.

"We are willing to help the temple catch the evil and rebellious!!!"

"I am willing to help the temple catch the evil one!!!"

"I am willing to help the temple catch the evil one!!!"

The voices of the crowd echoed in the valley for a long time.

"Okay! Let's go!"

Following the order from the man in white, everyone rushed into the front valley, raising clouds of dust and disturbing a group of spiritual beasts.

"Haha, a bunch of idiots."

The hunted heroine Shen Ruo is now leaning against a giant white snake on a towering tree.

"Haoyue, aren't you right?"

The only response the woman received was a hissing sound, and she frowned.

"Forget it, you are also seriously injured and can't speak, stretch your head over here."

Shen Ruo stuffed three level six top-grade rejuvenation pills into the white snake's big mouth. The scars on the white snake's body still could not disappear, but it felt much better.

He rubbed Shen Ruo's hand, his eyes full of heartache and extreme coldness.

The wound on Shen Ruo's arm was so deep that the bone was visible. The medicine he took did not bring any improvement, but only slowed down the blood flow. His eyes were cold.

"It's okay. I won't let them have an easy time. Be good." He said and touched Haoyue's head.

Shen Ruo closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing. After a moment, he saw a gray barrier slowly rising in the sky.

With a sardonic smile, they really did everything they could to kill her, even sending a formation master.

Such a large formation must have consumed countless rare materials and treasures. When the formation was formed, the valley was like a cage that one could only enter but not exit.

Now, as long as she goes out, she will be discovered. There is the suppression of Heaven outside, so it makes no difference whether she goes out or not.

"Haoyue, are you scared?"

"Hiss...hiss..." The white snake head rubbed Shen Ruo's pale cheek, as if to express that she was not afraid.

"You didn't want to leave. I didn't ask you to stay. Huh."

The valley is filled with a faint floral fragrance, which is intoxicating. Occasionally, you can see spiritual animals sleeping on the roadside. Everything seems peaceful and peaceful.

“Your Highness, the Son of God, it’s too quiet here. Something is wrong.” A white-haired elder beside the Son of God had a serious expression on his face.

"What are you afraid of? Just take the detoxification pill. So what if she is a poison master?"

"She was hit by Hua Ning Powder and won't be able to hold on for much longer. She is just a spent force."

The Son of God's face was full of hatred. This dead woman had killed so many of them, so he must tear her into pieces.

If she hadn't been ordered to be captured alive, I would have killed her long ago. I don't understand why they had to capture her alive.

Although the woman was beautiful, she was vicious by nature and no one had heard of anyone getting her.

I really want to taste her and conquer this kind of unyielding woman. The thought of it makes me excited. I licked my lips and felt a little excited.

He swallowed, told his followers to be careful, took out a feather, and placed it under the nose of the spirit dog. The spirit dog led the way in front, and a group of people followed.

The deeper you go into the valley, the stronger the fragrance of flowers becomes, and the valley becomes quieter and quieter, so quiet that it's scary.

thump!

Boom!

Several people suddenly lay on the ground and fell asleep peacefully, which scared the people next to them and made them turn pale. Several people all leaned together, and the people around them fell down one after another.

The same scene was happening everywhere in the valley. The people lying down seemed to have fallen into a peaceful sleep, with smiles on their faces, as if they had had a good dream.

Shen Ruo stood on a high place and watched all this indifferently. The blood on his body was still dripping and the wounds were still oozing blood. Even if he changed into a red dress, it could not cover it up.

His face was pale. Without herbs, he couldn't neutralize the effects of the Hua Ning San and could only suppress it.

The name sounds nice, but it is a poison. Anyone who is poisoned by it will bleed continuously as long as they have a wound. In the end, all the blood will be drained out, and patterns will appear on the body, and finally they will die in pain.

There were bursts of wailing coming from the distance.

"Witch! Why don't you surrender? Come out!"

"Help! No!"

……

"I won't kill you, let me go..."

The survivors shouted in panic, some trembled in fear, regretting their involvement, and one after another fell down. The rest were in a panic, howling like ghosts.

"Haoyue, it's time to eat"

hiss... hiss...

The bright moon grew larger, flew with the wind, and fell into the crowd, cutting open the skulls of the living and eating their brains.

There was a fierce look in the eyes, accompanied by the screams of the crowd and blood splattering everywhere.

As if the mind is in a high place, the guqin is suspended in the air, and the music is played with pleasant sounds, as if one is appreciating a beautiful scene, closing one's eyes and playing, and being immersed in it.

The monks with low cultivation levels around seemed to be possessed and moved closer to where the god was. No matter how others shouted, their eyes were lifeless. Haoyue's huge body killed people in the crowd.

The piano sounds melodious and graceful...

"Witch, stop being so presumptuous!" An old man's voice with spiritual power attacked Shen Ruo. Shen Ruo did not move at all. His spiritual power was dispersed by the sound of the piano. He did not even raise his eyes.

After a moment, he raised his eyelids and glanced at the old man.

"Shut up! How dare you talk when your voice is so unpleasant?" Shen Ruo had a look of disgust on his face, his slender eyebrows slightly frowned, and his stunning face was full of contempt.

The old man was furious and shouted: "Witch, if you don't hand over the treasures of the temple, I will spare your life..."

puff...

A head fell to the ground, and the old man's voice seemed to echo in my ears...

"I'm giving you face, but you keep calling me a witch." Shen Ruo's eyes were cold.

"Elder Zhu!" everyone exclaimed.

When the Son of God Bai Yifan saw that Elder Zhu died in a miserable way, he immediately stopped shouting.

A group of people received the signal that Shen Ruo was here and rushed over, and suddenly there was a huge crowd.

Haoyue also returned to Shenruo's side, and a few people in the distance came late.

"Miss Shen Ruo, please stop."

A woman wearing a white hair crown, with a cold look, extraordinary temperament, and wearing a light blue silk dress spoke with compassion.

Shen Ruo glanced at her: "Qin Wuran, can you guarantee that I will be fine?"

"I..." Qin Wuran's eyes flickered, not knowing how to answer.

"Oh, you can't even guarantee that I'm safe, and yet you're still talking big. How hypocritical."

Shen Ruo's sarcastic look pierced Qin Wuran's heart, leaving him unable to respond.

"That's right, Miss Qin's words really make people want to laugh."

Shen Ruo looked at the woman who was speaking from head to toe, causing her voice to instantly become speechless.

Sheng Xianxian didn't dare to speak and stomped her feet in anger.

"A bunch of idiots, being used as a tool, and still gloating over it."

"Monster... stop talking nonsense. It is clearly you who stole the spiritual treasures from the temple and killed many of your fellow disciples."

Son of God Bai Yifan shouted angrily, but when he saw the look in Shen Ruo's eyes he couldn't bring himself to call out the word "witch". He was afraid of being beheaded like Elder Zhu, so he hid behind an elder and his voice gradually became smaller.

"Everyone is here now"

Shen Ruo just kept talking to himself, not caring whether anyone heard him or not.

"Traitor Shen Ruo, hand over your magic treasure and I will spare your life." The temple master Bai Yan had a fierce look in his eyes, and he had no intention of letting Shen Ruo go.

Bai Yan was in the early stage of the Spiritual Severing Stage. Although Shen Ruo was also in the Spiritual Severing Stage and had reached the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Severing Stage, which made him several levels higher than Bai Yan, and he also practiced both spiritual arts and martial arts, he had already been seriously injured.

He had been hunted down by several cultivators in the Spirit Severing Stage for several years and had only recently achieved a breakthrough. He should have achieved even higher things, but all his achievements were ruined by these people.

A sad smile, everything is so sad.

Shen Ruo took the lead in launching the attack, and his natal spirit sword made a clanging humming sound. Many cultivators closed their eyes forever before they could react.

Several old men looked at each other and launched attacks one after another. Powerful spiritual energy waves shook the surrounding spiritual trees and broke them in half. Qin Wuran looked at the fighters with worry in his eyes.

The powerful spiritual power caused blood to seep out of the wounds on Shen Ruo's body, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, looking like a blood agate gem on his fair cheek.

His whole body was filled with the aura of death, and because he had killed someone, the aura of death was even stronger.

His eyes were extremely fierce, which frightened the people around him. A poisonous fog filled the air around him. Haoyue spread his wings with all his strength to fan up the poisonous fog. The surrounding area was filled with blood fog and corpses were everywhere.

"Shen Ruo, hand over the magic treasure!" Bai Yan gritted his teeth and insisted

He didn't expect that she was seriously injured, but still able to persist in fighting against so many of them.

Although we will eventually defeat her if we persist, the casualties will be even greater.

The elders around were also sweating profusely, their faces blue and purple. Shen Ruo was a poison master who used his own body to cultivate poison. He was cruel to his enemies and even crueler to himself. He burned his own blood and released poisonous mist.

"Today, you will all accompany me to the underworld."

"Hahahaha... I guess I won't be alone on the road to the underworld."

He summoned a magic harp, which was suspended in the air, with a crazy smile on his face. He held the harp in his hands and played the piano, with the sound of war drums.

Causing headaches for the people around him, Shen Ruo was determined to drag everyone down with him, so he ate a Dragon Soul Pill and forcibly raised his cultivation to the Great Perfection of the Spirit Transformation Stage.

The rules of heaven are suppressing and brewing in the sky. Dark clouds are gathering, lightning and thunder are roaring in the sky, and the people of the Maize Continent cannot exceed the stage of transformation.