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Princess of the Demon Race, Xiao Lan.

Zai Hanyan was almost taken away by her in an accident. Just a few months before Su Zheqing became a demon, she had taken a fancy to Su Zheqing, but Zai Hanyan was not a good person, she couldn't win the home He was suppressed, but he couldn't come out with all his abilities.

Her body has been damaged, and her soul has been sealed in Zai Hanyan's body. I don't know what method she used to suppress her with the cultivation base of the golden core, and pinch her life gate.

There was no way, she had to bow her head under the eaves, and she was only able to have a moment of freedom when she let Xiao Lan out.

Xiao Lan played with the demonic energy in her hands, and said in a lazy tone, "I can't even deal with this thing. Back then, I killed Su Zheqing with a single sword. It's thanks to that idiot's trust in you, tsk tsk..."

She smiled meaningfully, and her actions were merciless. She was a majestic princess of the devil world, and was suppressed by righteous people who talked about justice all day long. It was impossible to say that there was no anger.

Zai Hanyan scolded angrily: "Shut up, Su Zheqing is his own fault, if you talk nonsense again, I won't let you out again!"

"Oh? Huh." Xiao Lan smiled inexplicably. Others only said that Su Zheqing was to blame, but she couldn't tell the truth about it. She flew to avoid the snake's tail and stood on the branch, "You Now that you have said that, otherwise I will stop, how about we go to Huangquan together?"

Zai Hanyan didn't believe that she was willing, she said calmly: "I said, in two years, I will prepare a body for you."

Xiao Lan jumped down from the tree with a somersault, and used her natal weapon, a purple whip. The long whip was dancing nimbly in her hand.

The iron armored snake didn't get in, and throwing a whip on it was almost like scratching it. Xiao Lan nimbly dodged while looking for an opportunity to attack.

If it weren't for the lack of cultivation of this body, she wouldn't have struggled so hard, a sarcastic smile curled up on her lips.

Bai Chuan held the golden elixir, his palm felt like burning pain, he poured spiritual power into his left hand, and peeled off the golden elixir.

Outside, the iron armored snake was rolling all over the ground in pain, and the wind it brought when it attacked Xiao Lan cut her face, she let out a "hiss", touched her face, feeling a burst of satisfaction.

She flicked the whip and said, "It's unexpected that this stupid snake is so slack."

She didn't notice that 50 meters away, Qing Yang, who secretly thought Zai Hanyan had hidden treasures, was hiding behind a broken tree, staring dumbfounded at the demonic senior sister.

He originally thought that Zai Hanyan was the suzerain's daughter, and the suzerain must have secretly given her a life-saving magic weapon, but he didn't expect to see such a scene.

He covered his mouth and slowly slid to the ground with his back against the tree.

Miaoxian Pavilion, one of the four great immortal sects, the woman of the suzerain is actually a demon cultivator!

If this news gets out, it will cause a huge commotion in the world of cultivating immortals. The Miaoxian Pavilion has already had a senior brother Su Zheqing as a demon cultivator, and now it is discovered that the senior elder sister Zai Hanyan is also a demon cultivator.

A terrifying thought arose in Qing Yang's heart, could the Sovereign also be...

He got up from the ground in a hurry, no, he had to leave quickly, if Zai Hanyan found out, he would have no way out.

The wind in the forest was rumbling, Xiao Lan stood on the tree with her arms crossed, watching the armored snake writhing in pain, with a sneer hanging from the corner of her mouth all the time.

Suddenly, the flow of aura in the air became very strange, and all of it flowed into the body of the armored snake. The smile on the corner of Xiao Lan's mouth gradually disappeared. She stood up straight and looked at the scene in front of her.

With both hands guarded in front of him, the armored snake stopped moving, and it fell straight on the ground, half dead. Suddenly, a beam of strong white light came out of its body, and with a loud noise, the body of the armored snake was torn apart.

Xiao Lan shielded her eyes with her hands, turned over and backed away.

Therefore, I also missed the scene where Bai Chui crawled out of its body.

Birds flew in the mountains, the ground trembled, and dust flew all over the sky. The armored snake's body was exploded like fireworks, and a piece of snake skin fell in front of Xiao Lan.

She picked up the snake skin with her fingers, and threw it on the ground in a boring way, "It blew itself up, heck~"

Zai Hanyan was in a very bad mood. She came here for this golden elixir, but she didn't expect that all the hard work would be wasted.

……

The three-day exit of the secret realm was opened, and everyone rushed to the exit. When they entered, it was overcrowded, and when they went out, there were only half of them.

Wearing a tattered cypress pendant among them, his face was smeared with a thick layer of dust, his clothes were ragged, the toe of his right shoe was missing, his face was unkempt, and there was a strange smell on his body. He looked really embarrassed.

Everyone stood aside one after another, and his surroundings became a vacuum.

Bai Zhui silently leaned against the tree.

He used himself as a medium to infuse aura into the golden core of the iron-clad snake, blasted the iron-clad snake, and even tried his best to use a formation for himself, so that he didn't die inside.

When he came out, he vomited badly.

His whole body smelled bad, and he didn't dare to go into the river. Whenever he was so cowardly, it was all for work, so there was nothing he could do.

After successfully exiting the secret realm, Bai Chui suddenly felt that the air was different. There were many people waiting outside, so he went down the mountain very low-key...

He thought it was very low-key.

He was the most embarrassed person who went out, attracting many people's attention.

"Who is that person?"

"I don't know, can beggars enter the secret realm these days?"

"It's too stinky..."

"You don't know each other?"

"Oh my God, he's coming over, hurry up and make way, Xun is killing me."

Bai Chui's sword was also thrown inside, he went down the mountain and headed straight to an inn, unexpectedly, as soon as he entered, he was chased away by Xiaoer.

"Where is the beggar, go out, we have nothing to eat, go out..."

Bai Chui: "..."

He said: "I'm not a beggar, I'm here to find someone."

Xiao Er: "Come on, don't interfere with our business, get out of here quickly."

He said and pushed him out the door directly.

Bai Zhui stood on the street, looking up at the signboard of an inn expressionlessly.

"Oh, boy." A window on the second floor was open, Feng Shuo, who was wearing a black cloak and a hat, poked his head out of the window, he suppressed a smile, "I think you're almost out, why are you in such a mess? "

Bai Chui: "..."

It was his luck that he survived.

In the end, Feng Shuo came down to pick him up, and asked Xiao Er to bring two big buckets of hot water. After Bai Chui was washed, he was clean, and the water was pitch black.

He put on clean clothes, Feng Shuo counted the things in the kit, looked at Yaogen who was restrained on the table, and said: "Yes, yes, this Yaogen is quite fresh."

Bai Chuan put on his belt slowly, and asked him, "When will it be refined?"

Feng Shuo glanced at him, raised his eyebrows and said: "Don't worry, wait for another two or three days, this Yao root will mature, and it can be refined within ten days."

Bai Chuan let out a breath slowly.

……

"Zai Hanyan, I will return this sword to you."

The sharp sword pierced her chest, and Zai Hanyan's heart ached, with an unbelievable expression on his face: "Impossible, impossible, you are already dead, you are already dead!"

impossible! ! !

Zai Hanyan suddenly woke up from the meditation, her eyes widened and she breathed heavily.

"Senior Sister, Senior Sister, what's the matter?" the disciple outside knocked on the door and asked.

Zai Hanyan raised her head in shock, she held back her beating heart, and replied softly: "I'm fine, let's go down."

"Senior sister, is it really okay? I seemed to hear voices inside just now."

She said: "It's okay, I was reading a book just now, and I accidentally read it aloud."

The cultivator's five senses are sensitive, the little disciple outside the door frowned, did he hear it wrong?

Qing Yang, who was also in the courtyard, stopped him: "Junior brother, why are you still here? Didn't we make an appointment to practice in the bamboo forest behind?"

"Oh? Is there any?"

"Yes, look at you, I forgot again..."

Hearing the sound of footsteps fading away, Zai Hanyan breathed a sigh of relief, but stopped halfway through the breath.

She rubbed her forehead, stood up in a daze, sat down at the table and poured a cup of tea, but she didn't drink it, she just touched the teacup with an unpredictable expression on her face.

The dreams of immortal cultivators are usually suggestive, and she had had the dream just now, and she suppressed the palpitations in her heart.

How can you still have such a dream?Su Zheqing was obviously dead.

Just about two years ago, she dreamed of some scattered fragments. Su Zheqing was possessed by a demon, and he destroyed the Miaoxian Pavilion in a frenzy, and killed her with his own hands.

They treated him so well in Miaoxian Pavilion, how could he have the heart, how could he have the heart to kill them!

She didn't remember the scene in the dream very clearly, only fragments, but she had already killed Su Zheqing, and everything would change accordingly.

"What are you thinking?" Another voice came from inside her.

Zai Hanyan froze, looked left and right, and set up a formation around her. She said with a sullen face, "I didn't tell you, so don't speak casually! If someone with a high cultivation base hears me, we will all have to finish the game." !"

Xiao Lan snorted disdainfully, "What are you afraid of? Back then, I wanted to leave this body. If you hadn't forced me to stay, this princess wouldn't be in such a mess."

Zai Hanyan said: "You use my body to kill people, I can't let you out to harm others."

Xiao Lan: "Heh, it's a sanctimonious face."

At the beginning, she didn't feel that this guy wanted to stop her, and didn't he handle it well afterwards?Now it's too late to push all the matter to her, and to be an untouchable outsider.

Xiao Lan said: "Since you have stepped into this muddy water, don't even think about getting clean."

Zai Hanyan's face was ugly, and she said: "You should study your soul-hunting technique carefully, there is still one soul left that cannot return to its place, and the puppet cannot be refined, if Su Zheqing dies and comes back to life... ..."

She gritted her teeth, she always felt uneasy recently, and she didn't know where this uneasiness came from, and she was very flustered.

Xiao Lan said impatiently: "Understood, if you didn't insist on killing him... just don't say anything."

……

Bai Chui had studied Su Zheqing's memory, and in his mind, the change in Zai Hanyan began after he woke up from that coma. Su Zheqing actually suspected Zai Hanyan after he became a demon, but if it was her problem, he It's impossible not to notice something is wrong.

Therefore, he couldn't figure it out no matter what, and only thought that he had a demonic energy in his heart.

But in Bai Chui's view, the key to his obsession lies in Zai Hanyan. In the past, Zai Hanyan never knew how to cook and eat. Not only did she know how to do it later, but she also acted obsessed.

Why do people change so much after waking up from a coma?

It is impossible for Zai Hanyan to be taken away by an outsider, otherwise Zai Yan would have spotted it at a glance, and Bai Zhui thought, could it be rebirth?

He told the system about this idea, and the system denied him: "If you are reborn, the direction of the world will change drastically, and it is impossible for us to find out... But when the world's air currents are chaotic, monks in the world of cultivating immortals occasionally have a Two will be affected and will see future scenarios, but that doesn't change anything."

So, whether Su Zheqing should be enchanted or will, and whether he should die or not, immortal cultivators pay attention to cause and effect, and they also have their own destiny, this is Su Zheqing's destiny.

But he thought, if Zai Hanyan didn't get in the way, with Su Zheqing's character of not being able to tolerate sand in his eyes, he would have committed suicide after becoming possessed.

Bai Tui is an outsider, not bound by the rules of the world, and only allowed to enter, so this is also one of his privileges.

He shook his head and didn't think about fate. These two words are light to say, but they can make people breathless.

Bai Zhui followed Feng Shuo back to the bottom of the valley, and Feng Shuo carried him with one hand like a chicken, vowing to learn how to fly with a sword as soon as possible.

On the third day after he came back, Yaogen really did as he said, the ripe melon fell, Feng Shuo showed great enthusiasm for this, and he began to retreat and make alchemy.

In the bamboo grove, a sword flashed across the air, leaving a few afterimages. Within two breaths, the figure stopped not far away, with a knife in his hand, and stood still on the spot.

Behind him, four bamboos were broken at the same time, the cuts were smooth, and they were all at the same height, as if they had been carefully carved.

Bai Zhui turned around, inserted the sword in his hand into the soil, and sat down cross-legged. The airflow around him changed a little. But very few.

But he was not in a hurry, he slowly mobilized the spiritual power in his body, let them pass through the meridians, and then put the spiritual power on the sword.

The sword glowing with cold light seemed to have life, Bai Chuan hadn't touched it at all, it had already exuded powerful spiritual power, it floated tremblingly in the air, and flew out with a whoosh.

Within half a stick of incense, the sword flew back from his side, Bai Zhui bent down to dodge, and the sword edge passed by.

He withdrew his hand and cut off the output of spiritual power.

Practice day after day is undoubtedly boring. Last time he used himself as a medium in the armored snake, his body was damaged, and he suffered backlash. It took him a few days to recover.

With his current physique, he only hoped that Feng Shuo's elixir would come out as soon as possible. He said that within ten days, today is already the ninth day.

Bai Zhui wiped the sweat off his forehead, put away his sword and sat on the stone table, poured a glass of water, and drank it with his head raised.

When he raised his head, he saw a dark cloud floating in the sky, covering the sky above his head, with purple lightning flashing faintly, exuding an unusual aura.

This is……

Bai Zhui's eyes flashed, and he turned to look at the bamboo house.