Negative Textbook of Love [Quick Transmigration]

"Bah! No, it's not Senior Brother Yunyin, it's someone else's corpse." Mo Zixuan pulled Lin Ziyu to the entrance of the cave.

It was dark outside, and the vision was very unclear. The wind passed through the forest and the rustling branches and leaves trembled, which sounded bleak and gloomy.Lin Ziyu picked up a branch on the ground, cast a fire formula on it, and took a closer look.

"Ah, there really is a dead man!"

Mo Zixuan: "..."

"This wound was sealed with a sword, and the blood on it was solidified." Lin Ziyu immediately recognized the wound, "Senior brother killed it!"

"Brother, why did you kill this person?" Mo Zixuan questioned.

Lin Ziyu shook her head, and poked the torch forward, but saw that the branches and leaves covering the ground were stained with bright red bit by bit, sometimes more and sometimes less, all the way to the depths of the dense forest.

The two followed the blood trail all the way to the valley. On the way, they saw more than a dozen corpses. Like the previous man, they either sealed their throats with a sword or pierced their hearts. They were all killed with one blow. Traces of frozen ice.

"Strange, why are these people so scattered?" Lin Ziyu felt a little strange.

"The earliest corpse was found at the entrance of the cave, but the bloodstains have continued until now." Mo Zixuan analyzed methodically, "Perhaps someone wanted to attack us, but was discovered by senior brother, and chased us." They came here. Some of them were injured, and the dead were all to protect the injured person, so they stayed behind."

"That makes sense." Lin Ziyu nodded and continued to walk forward, "Where are those people going to lead Senior Brother? Follow them to see..."

Click!

The crisp branches were broken under his feet.

"Hush! There are people on the other side of the lake!" Mo Zixuan hurriedly pulled him away and hid behind the stone. Turning his head, he saw the torch that seemed to be a light in the darkness, and blew on it twice to try to blow it out. It didn't work, so I quickly hammered Lin Ziyu and asked him to pinch the fire formula.

Lin Ziyu was shocked by the beating, her spiritual power was cut off, the fire was extinguished immediately, and the surroundings were trapped in a blind spot.

The thick clouds that blocked the moonlight just drifted away, casting sparkling light on the lake, and the flat land on the side was unobstructed by trees, which looked particularly bright. The two teenagers could clearly see the tense confrontation——

At one end of the flat ground was a group of men in black with their faces covered, nervously surrounding a woman in purple who was covering her shoulders. Blood was gurgling from the woman's fingers. Here comes the root.

Under the tree behind them were the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect who had been bundled into groups, including Jiang Yuyuan and the people from Lingzhao Peak he led.

... This is not the key point, the key point is that on the other side of the flat ground, there is only one person standing, and that is Senior Brother Ling Xiaofeng, Song Yunyin.

The confrontation between the two sides turned out to be even in momentum, and even looked more radiant under the moonlight, and the first disciple of Ling Xiao, who was fluttering like a banished fairy, was even better.

Song Yunyin turned his back to the two teenagers, and couldn't see his expression clearly. He held the Liyuan sword in his left hand and stood tall. He didn't show any weakness in the face of the moxiu who was crowded with people, and his waist was straight.

Yes, Moxiu.

Along the way, Mo Zixuan and Lin Ziyu had easily guessed the problem.

It must be the group of insidious, cunning, cruel, cruel and cold-blooded demon cultivators who can make a golden core cultivator with a clear heart of swords kill so much.

The two of them were thinking like this, but they heard a coquettish smile like a silver bell. It turned out that the woman in purple standing in the middle of a circle of subordinates spoke.

"This handsome young man must be Song Yunyin, the first apprentice of Ling Xiaofeng? As expected, he is a genius swordsman who has heard the Tao in the morning, built a foundation in the evening, and has achieved great success at a young age. Zhu Jiu admires it. If it is a head-on confrontation, the little girl must be afraid of being the enemy. But this son is dead, why not... let's make a deal."

As she said, she flipped her palm and held up a bead lingering with black air, "Everyone here has been marked by the soul-locking bead. As long as I give an order, their souls will be trapped in the soul-locking bead." Inner, tortured, and finally refined into spiritual energy."

After finishing speaking, she winked at Song Yunyin who was standing in front of her, winking like silk, "How about it? You might as well think about it, and hand over the secret treasure of my teaching. Maybe I can spare these people's lives."

"That demon girl threatened the senior brother with the lives of her fellow disciples, it's too despicable!" Lin Ziyu excitedly wanted to rush forward and draw his sword, but was stopped by Mo Zixuan.

"Wait, we can't help you up now!" Mo Zixuan said hurriedly, pulling him.

"But--"

Before Lin Ziyu finished speaking, another voice came from the field.

Among the hostages, a woman in white and blue brocade struggled and shouted, "Brother, leave us alone, you must not give things to these monsters!"

The woman who was tied up was actually the junior sister Die Ling who always liked to wear pink clothes and look familiar in front of Song Yunyin. At this moment, she had tears in her eyes and a sad look. She didn't know what Mary Su script she had put herself into. There are as many white lotuses as there are white lotuses.

Disciple of the Excalibur Sect next to him: ... this junior sister, do you want to hold a meeting to discuss it first when speaking as a representative?Being so aggressive can easily irritate the sensitive and irritable Moxiu. What if they tear up the ticket in advance?

"..." Song Yunyin frowned from the very beginning, and he turned his head to look at the masked man in front of him, "Who are you?"

I was already a bit face-blind, so I came to mask this set.

As for the secret treasure of the Demon Cult, I have never heard of it.

"Presumptuous, how dare you disrespect the saint!"

Before the woman in purple could speak, the man in black beside her stood up first.

"It doesn't matter." A pair of fingers like green onions slowly took off the veil on his face, revealing a peerless face, "Sir, you should have heard of the Cangyun Sect, the little girl is the Cangyun Sect Saintess Candle Ninth, this time I heard that the secret treasure of my Cangyun Sect was born in the Moonlight Secret Realm, so I came here to take a look."

"Then why are you staring at my sect?"

"Unfortunately, the little girl has an acquaintance in the Wu Clan, and she has a little knowledge of Taiyi Divine Number. According to her assertion, the secret treasure of my teaching fell into the hands of the noble sect this time."

"What secret treasure?"

"..." Zhu Jiu choked, raised his lips and said slowly, "Since it is said to be a secret treasure, how can I let you know what it is?"

...You asked me to take it out without even knowing what it was?Song Yunyin remained silent with a cold face.

"However, it is also because it is a secret treasure, so it must be extraordinary. If you have seen it, you will know it in your heart." Probably because the members of the Excalibur Sect looked at her with some caring eyes, Zhu Jiu added.

... what number?random number?

Song Yunyin held his sword horizontally, and said in a deep voice, "There is nothing, you can either hit it or get out."

"Sure enough, it's worthy of being the first disciple of the elders of the Divine Sword Sect." Zhu Jiu raised his eyebrows, and his charming eyes were full of light, "Since your Excellency doesn't want to hand over things, why don't we play a game? "

She pulled out a long silver needle from her sleeve, manipulated it with spiritual power, and formed a long circle in the air.

"There are forty disciples of the Divine Sword Sect here. Every time you let a disciple go, you will receive a needle from me. If you can take [-] needles from me and still stand still, I will let everyone here go. How about it? ?”

Song Yunyin squinted his eyes, looked at the three-inch-long ox hair fine needles that glowed faint purple under the moonlight, and did not speak.

"Junior Brother Yunyin, don't listen to her, this witch is full of tricks, her Nine Yin God Needle is very poisonous, after entering the body, it will stir up your meridians into a ball and hinder the flow of spiritual energy, don't listen to her! "Jiang Yuyuan, who was lying on the side, squirmed out from the corner with difficulty, and shouted loudly, as a Jindan cultivator, he was also captured, apparently because he suffered from Zhujiu's hands before.

"Oh? Your companion is persuading you? Young Master, are you agreeing or not?" Zhu Jiu narrowed her eyes slightly, and the Ecstasy Orb in her palm slowly circled around her palm.

"In contrast, as long as you accept my forty needles, I will let everyone here go, and remove the mark in the soul-locking bead. Forty needles, forty lives, isn't it a good deal?"

She pursed her red lips, glanced at her blood-soaked right shoulder, pretended to be weak, and said, "I was stabbed by you just now, leaving a lot of blood, it hurts so much, I have to let him relieve my anger."

Song Yunyin looked at the demon saint who was hiding a knife in her smile, and looked around again.

Die Ling was still crying there, and the disciples from other peaks who were tied to her either turned their heads away from him, or looked at him with worried and apologetic eyes, but no one stood up to stop her .

In the dead silence, Zhu Jiu's urging sounded, "Have you considered it? Young Master?"

Song Yunyin's tone was low, and he raised his eyes to look at her, his pupils under the cold brow bone were sharp, "How dare you swear to the Dao of Heaven?"

Zhu Jiu laughed, she brought her fingers to her mouth, and stuck out the tip of her tongue to lick away the blood sticking to her fingers. The scarlet color stained her full lips, which was very eye-catching.

"That's natural, I swear by the way of heaven."

Song Yunyin closed his eyes, "Okay."

He turned the back of his hand and put the Li Yuan sword in his hand into its sheath.

Zhu Jiu covered her mouth, her tone was soothing, "Don't worry young master, Zhu Jiu will treat you very...gentle..."

Behind the palm, she showed a sinister smile that did not match the gentle tone.

The black devilish energy in the air twisted suddenly, attached to the first silver needle, a cold light flashed at the top, and flew straight towards the chest and heart of Ling Xiao's head disciple in front of him.

……

At the same time, the ray of consciousness drawn by the Yanyan Sword Spirit, who was sleeping in the Burial Sword Valley, suddenly trembled, and those dark red eyes opened suddenly, and were gradually dyed with bright blood red at a speed visible to the naked eye. With monstrous anger, crazy and wanton.

"Who dares to touch him!"

On the snow field, the magic sword shook violently.

In an instant, the situation changed, ice and snow swept across, and a storm was approaching.