The villain's deadly support

"Boss, then shall we go to the town to stay in a hotel tonight?" Wen Chuchu was led by Shen Qinglian, shuttled through the lively crowd, in a very good mood.

"Do you want to stay in the hotel?" Shen Qinglian looked down at Wen Chuchu, saw that she was holding a lot of "trophies" in big bags and small bags, and patiently put those messy things into the Baina Ring one by one.

"No, the cave is still comfortable, but the cave is too quiet, I prefer a place with a little noise." Wen Chuchu smiled happily.

"Isn't my voice considered a voice?" Shen Qinglian looked at the bustling crowd who went out for a summer stroll, and reminded Wen Chuchu: "Can't you hear the sound of my breathing?"

"You sleep super quietly, okay? Even the sound of breathing is very light." As soon as Wen Chuchu mentioned Shen Qinglian, the eyes lit up.

"Yeah, who is like you, a little girl who hiccups, grinds her teeth, and shakes her fist..." Shen Qingxian suddenly glanced sideways, and saw that there were still lively crowds of people around, and there was nothing unusual about it.

"What's wrong?" Wen Chuchu could feel Shen Qinglian's arm trembling.

When he heard Wen Chuchu's alert voice, Shen Qing turned his gaze back, and shook his head quietly, "It's okay, I thought I saw someone I know."

"Do you have any acquaintances?"

"Yes, I have……"

As the two walked away one by one, at this moment, a group of people hiding in small roadside shops poked their heads out at the corner of the street.

"What's going on, is that the female devil?" At this moment, a man looked at the figure who disappeared in the crowd with lingering fear and asked.

"She entered the world? It seems that the rumors I heard before are true?" At this time, another man with a sword in his hand was also alert.

"Miss Ling, in your opinion, who is that girl next to the witch?" At this time, the middle-aged man who was supported by two disciples turned his head and asked Ling Qingcheng in doubt.

"I've never seen it before." Ling Qingcheng frowned, "That woman has never seen it before, and she must be blind. I don't know how this kind of person will be with Shen Qinglian."

At this time, the waiter in the store finally realized, "My lobbyists, if you dare to ask, you want to make clothes?"

"Hanwen, Hanwu." The injured middle-aged man called out to his disciples.

"The apprentice is here!" The two monks hurriedly saluted.

"Hanwen, quickly go back to the sect to report to the uncle, and say that Shen Qingyi entered the world, fearing that the female devil will bring disaster to one side, and start killing, ask the uncle to bring people to support quickly! And notify the sects Bring people to prepare for the siege!"

"Yes!"

"Han Wu, you take two juniors to follow Shen Qinglian. Remember, you must monitor from a distance. The female devil is very vigilant, and she can feel it when it is close."

"Yes! Master!"

When the two disciples took orders and went their separate ways, the injured Uncle Cangwen saluted Ling Qingcheng, "Qingcheng."

"Uncle." Ling Qingcheng hurriedly returned the courtesy.

"I don't know what to do next, what are you going to do?"

"When Shen Qingxian enters the world, the common people will suffer. My niece must not watch her slaughter the common people. Since Master Xue has already treated her uncle, my niece can chase after Shen Qingxian with peace of mind." Ling Qingcheng was in the sect since she was a child Growing up in the village, the Poyun Sect was very popular back then, so Ling Guchen naturally accumulated a lot of cronies and contacts in the Jianghu.

"Hey, my body won't get better for a while, even if I follow you, it will only delay your schedule, but Qingcheng, you have to remember, it's not a time of head-to-head confrontation, you must be careful in everything Ah!" Master Na Cang asked regretfully.

"Uncle who doesn't know, niece has a sense of propriety." Ling Qingcheng had a pious expression on his face, "It's just that my niece still has a heavy responsibility, so I can't send my uncle back to the clan. Please forgive my sin."

"What are you talking about!" The middle-aged man waved his hands hastily, "I heard that Shen Qingxian will enter the realm of returning to the void, and maybe in a short while, she will face the test of the [-]th stage of true sky thunder refining. At this time, if we can't kill Shen Qingxian, we won't have a chance to do it in the future."

"Uncle Master is right." Ling Qingcheng squeezed the long sword in his hand again.

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, and suddenly came up with an idea: "Why don't you take the remaining disciples with you, and then your uncle should also bring support people to arrive."

"How can that be done? I'll take everyone away, who will guarantee your safety, Master!" Ling Qingcheng rejected Master Cangwen's proposal.

"You don't have to worry about this. I'm an old man, who will miss me? You can just call the rest of the people, and I'll just bring you little brother Hanke!"

Now that everything has been agreed upon, it is not easy for Ling Qingcheng to refuse, everyone bid farewell, and Ling Qingcheng led all his juniors to chase in the direction where Shen Qingxian left.

At this time, Shen Qingxian and Wen Chuchu, because they had to continue their journey tomorrow, just wandered around the town until it was getting dark, then found a secluded place and returned to the cave to rest, so that they could prepare for their journey ahead of time. preparation.

If it is said that at this time, the previous group of people divided into three groups according to the original plan, asking for help, monitoring and healing, but at this time, there was one person who did not advance or retreated. When the night was dark and the wind was high, he secretly hid Everyone's eyes and ears left the inn at night.

Uncle Cang Wen, who was planning to withdraw from the sect because of his serious injuries, bought a carriage on the road and drove back to the sect overnight in order not to delay his time. The heavy responsibility of driving the horse had to fall on the young monk.

It was late at night, walking on the road, the young monk yawned loudly, and looking at the Uncle Cangwen, the grunting had already come from the carriage.

A silver light slanted on the quiet narrow path, and it was not long after leaving the town. At this hour, the road looked desolate and gloomy.

Under the eaves of the carriage, there was a lantern hanging. At this moment, the carriage was shaking non-stop. Suddenly, the carriage shook violently!Uncle Cangwen, who was sleeping in the carriage, suddenly woke up, turned over and sat up, and called out to the young monk outside the carriage: "Hanke! What's the sound! Are you asleep, kid?"

The dim lantern gave off a faint light, and now a row of densely splashed black spots appeared on the rough curtain.

Uncle Cang Wen faintly sensed that something was wrong, and was stretching out his hand to grab the saber standing in the corner of the room. Suddenly, the curtain in front of him was lifted, and a bright cold blade pierced through the curtain at the raised position, and the long sword directly It penetrated the abdomen of the middle-aged monk.

There was a creepy scream from the carriage, and the middle-aged monk held the long sword in his stomach with one hand, stared at the curtain with hatred, and raised his hand to tear the curtain down!

"It's stabbed!" As the curtain was torn apart, the person behind the long sword revealed his true face.

"It's you! It's you!!!" Uncle Cang Wen pointed at the person in front of him in disbelief, "Ling Qingcheng, how dare you do such an outrageous thing!"

"Master, Doctor Xue also said today that although your injury is not life-threatening, it will be difficult to reach the sky in terms of cultivation. Instead of wasting your inner alchemy, it is better to give it to your niece and let her do it for you. revenge!"

After finishing speaking, the long sword in Ling Qingcheng's hand pierced three more points, causing the severely injured monk to bleed from his fingers.

"Fuck!" Uncle Cang Wen spat a mouthful of blood on Ling Qingcheng's face, "You unfilial thing! I won't let you go even if I'm in the underworld!!!"

The unspeakable curses continued, making Qingcheng see that the cultivator was about to raise his palm to destroy his dantian, and the long sword in the horse compartment flashed a cold light, and cut off Cang Wen's arm first.

"Ling Qingcheng, you must die! You must die!!!" It's a pity that no one can stop Ling Qingcheng's actions.

Under the bright moonlight, I saw a distorted figure squatting next to the two corpses, as if fiddled with something. After a while, there was a magic circle on the ground, and the two corpses also emitted sounds similar to rotten wood. The sound of folding.

This kind of thing is very familiar to Qingcheng. After following for more than two months, just to find the right opportunity to do it. It's not that she has a heart for the devil, but this is the only way to improve her cultivation the fastest, and this is the only way , so that she would not be thrown too far by the speed of Shen Qingxian's cultivation.

When Ruoxiu Mountain had an accident that year, when she was packing up the relics left by Ling Guchen, she found a book called Sugong Bone Transformation Dafa, and combined with the notes left by her father, she learned this set of methods for ascending cultivation. Forbidden art.

After absorbing the true essence remaining in the two corpses, Ling Qingcheng followed the magic circle and integrated the true essence into his inner alchemy with the key to transforming kung fu.

As for the two corpses...

Ling Qingcheng sneered, she picked up a saber on the ground, and drew a magic circle on the ground, that face seemed to be excited, the splashed blood was smeared into a blur, she was still walking focused and excited Walk and draw non-stop.

Just when everything was ready, Ling Qingcheng threw Han Ke's saber far away, and she made a tactic with both hands, and suddenly there was a burst of sunlight in the formation, and the broken carriage and two withered corpses in the formation , seemed to have turned into a phantom, and disappeared in front of Ling Qingcheng with the rays of the sun.

The moonlight was still bright, and the wild grass on the secluded path was desolate. With the cool summer night wind, the smell of blood dissipated. Looking around, everything was so inconspicuous, without any trace of fighting.

……

"Dong dong dong!!!" In Tianming, in the most famous inn in the town, there was a rapid sound of hammering on the door.

"Senior Sister! It's not good!" The man outside the door hoarsely shouted at the crack of the door. There was a cry in that voice, and he hammered the door of the guest room even more urgently, "Senior Sister!!!"

"Who is this, it's early in the morning!" At this time, people in the guest room poked their heads out and complained.

"You fucking cry, you!" Someone even cursed rudely.

At this moment, the door that the young monk was beating on was finally pulled open.

"What's going on?" Ling Qingcheng got up hastily. It seemed that she hadn't had time to wash up yet, but her hair was tied up hastily, and her eyes were still dazed.

"Master Uncle Cangwen has an accident!!!" The monk burst into tears.

"What?" Ling Qingcheng had a shocked expression on his face.

"Last night, there was a thick fog in the place where Shen Qingxian was hiding, and the senior brothers did not dare to venture in. When the fog cleared, they saw Master Cang Wen and Han Ke who had their souls taken away and died tragically on the carriage!" the cultivator said. Had to slam the door hard.

"What?! This, who did it!" Ling Qingcheng was so startled by this sad news that he couldn't keep his feet, and his eyes instantly became foggy.

"Who else is it!" the monk roared with hatred, "Except for the female devil who can do such a cruel act, who has the speed of improving her cultivation like her!!!"

Seeing that Ling Qingcheng only went back to the room and took off a robe, then hurriedly rushed out of the inn.

"Senior sister, we want to avenge our uncle!" The young monk followed Ling Qingcheng all the way to the place where the accident happened, and the people on the way were already crying so hard.

"It seems that she really has the intention of entering the world and killing! Report to the officials! Distribute Jianghu posts, and call various factions to encircle and suppress the female devil leader Shen Qingxian!" The moment she saw the body of Uncle Cangwen, Qingcheng burst into tears. Wept bitterly.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel who threw mine yesterday~

Fascinated by Lily Wen and threw a shallow water bomb