The villain is a disaster [Rebirth]

There was no sound at the back, which was unusually quiet.

Even if Shangguan Yun poked Jing Wuyou with his elbow, he still didn't respond, his pair of willow leaf eyes stared straight at the two in front of him, his body was like a pine tree, standing still.

Feng Chiling didn't move, and her tone was extremely flat: "Damn brat."

That ethereal voice like cold jade sounded again, and Jing Wuyou raised his eyebrows: "Ah?"

Hearing that his reaction was ignorant, Feng Chiling stood up after she had settled Bai Shan, and couldn't help but teased, "You don't want to talk to me when I call you Wuyou, but you dare to respond when I call you a brat?" ?”

Jing Wuyou hesitated for a long time, then shook his head.

Feng Chiling said: "I'm asking you something."

Jing Wuyou: "Huh?"

Feng Chiling walked up to him: "Ah what, I asked you if the glass lens is still on you."

Jing Wuyou blinked her eyes, took out the diamond-shaped shard glowing faintly from her bosom, and handed it to Feng Chiling with both hands.

You can see that he has a strange appearance among all kinds of people, but it is impossible to say where the strangeness is.

After Feng Chiling stared at it meaningfully for a long time, in order to prevent the atmosphere from getting awkward, she chose to take it without incident.

For a moment, shattered snowflakes floated up all around without warning, crystal clear.

He placed the diamond-shaped fragment in mid-air, and the intense white light suddenly exploded, instantly illuminating the entire dark underground, bright as day.

Bai Shan's eyelids were half-drooped, her thick long eyelashes trembling slightly, she suddenly raised a hand, starting from the fingertips, it turned into wisps of white smoke visible to the naked eye, all of which gathered in the fragment, like a whole It was as if all the ghosts had been sucked in and disappeared without a trace.

When Feng Chiling retracted the diamond-shaped fragment and turned to look at the expressions of the two juniors behind her, she clenched her fists and coughed in front of the mask, then changed the topic and said: "Since this illusion has not disappeared, it means that the female ghost cultivator It is very likely to act again, Shangguan Yun, you have been staying here since last night, have you heard any movement from above?"

The bottom of the pit they are in now is not sixty feet, but it must be thirty feet. It is a matter of course that they cannot hear or see each other, but they are not afraid of [-], just in case, so as to avoid trouble and find them first. Must go very carefully.

Shangguan Yun held the sword and said with a frowning face: "I don't know why, that strange woman obviously wanted to harm me but she didn't do it for a long time. After trapping me here last night, she went up by herself. As for the movement above, I have a word for it." Can't even hear it."

Feng Chiling said with her hands behind her back: "That's not because of your sword. If it wasn't forged with gold that has the effect of warding off evil, how could the female ghost not..."

He stopped suddenly in the middle of the conversation, and after a good while, Shangguan Yun only said that two strange eyes swept over him at the same time.

Suddenly looking up, he saw Feng Chiling's mask facing him motionlessly, and suddenly turned his head, and Jing Wuyou beside him was also staring at him with those soul-stirring eyes without blinking.

The atmosphere is inexplicably weird.

Being stared at so directly, Shangguan Yun couldn't help but his heart trembled, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he curled his lips and said, "Why are you staring at me so much?"

Feng Chiling giggled and said, "Second Junior Brother, I'll borrow your sword to use it."

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The sky is dark, the earth is dark, time is dying, and screams of fear and confusion linger in my ears.

The female ghost Xiu's abdomen was stabbed bloody by Feng Chiling, her internal organs fell out one by one, and the fishy smell permeated the air.

She stood up with difficulty, but a mouthful of black blood spewed to the ground, wiped it casually with her arm, then stood up staggeringly, stumbling, and walked towards the pothole beside the black pool.

The thick eyelids drooped, and she looked down from a high position. The ugly and stiff facial features of the female ghost cultivator suddenly collapsed after looking at them for a long time, and they were so hideously twisted that they couldn't be seen. Uneven back, giggling.

The pale lips trembled faintly, and they laughed like a mad -shaped coax: "Dare to move my son. This is the end. It seems that the little ghosts in the early days can't die like this, so let my mother give you another ride!"

After all, she turned into a wisp of thick black smoke and stood in mid-air for a long time, then suddenly jumped down, galloping like a spark, and even though she was seriously injured, she successfully descended to the ground within a moment, which shows her profound cultivation , very unmatched.

The female ghost cultivator changed from the form of black smoke back to the human body, her eyes rolled left and right, and everything was pitch black.

She couldn't help snorting softly, thinking that this is her territory, so she might not be able to find those brats.

Just when she was about to close her eyes and take a peek, a silver light flashed, and fireflies floated faintly in the cave.

Faced with this sudden sword strike, the female ghost cultivator was caught off guard and caught it with her bare hands. She shivered from the cold and retreated again and again.

The sword moves are aggressive, chasing after the victory, although the strength of the female ghost Xiu's arm is incompatible, but the hand is a hand after all, and the sword is a sword after all, how can the flesh be compared with silver light and cold iron.

In less than a dozen moves, the female ghost Xiu gritted her teeth and retreated to the stone wall one after another, fireflies darted away. When she clearly saw the person who was tightly covered by the treacherous mask, she was furious in her heart. Cheng Claw attacked violently.

Feng Chiling dodged with her head sideways. During the dodge, the flying black hair was pierced by the sharp claws of the female ghost cultivator. He grabbed her bony wrist with his backhand, lifted it, and kicked her abdomen hard.

The female ghost cultivator retched, her eyes were still vicious and fierce, she stabbed Feng Chiling's shoulder with two sharp fangs without even thinking about it.

"Crack-"

The female ghost cultivator's eyes widened suddenly, and after a miserable scream, she looked blankly at Feng Chiling... To be precise, it was the sword in his hand.

For unknown reasons, the cold sword was suddenly replaced by another one, and Yiye Baishuang was replaced by a dazzling golden flash, which was Shangguan Yun's golden sword.

Not far away, Jing Wuyou and Shangguan Yun hid in a corner, poking out half of their heads to see what was going on here.

Shangguan Yun said anxiously: "Oh, do you think my sword will become a victim of this fight?"

Jing Wuyou glanced at him, frowned and said: "What time is it, second senior brother doesn't worry about senior senior brother, but is worried about the sword here, no wonder senior senior senior doesn't like you."

Shangguan Yun couldn't accept it, and said: "Oh, you little brat, my father left me that golden sword for safekeeping, and it was opened by a fairy, how do you know its importance to me?" Ah. Besides, what's the matter if senior brother doesn't like me, would he still like you?"

When Jing Wuyou heard this, his heart skipped a beat for no reason.

Shangguan Yun didn't know what was wrong with the people around him, folded his arms, sighed to himself, shook his head and said with emotion: "I see, in the heart of senior brother, Master Luo Xiao is probably the most important, The attitude towards him is not at the same level as ours. Oh, by the way, and that woman, have you just seen how the elder brother treats that woman, oh, that's called being gentle and considerate, hey, are they A couple? Hey, Third Junior Brother? Jing Wuyou? Why don't you just say something, ouch, don't ignore it..."

Jing Wuyou's heart fluttered when he heard that, his hands became tighter and tighter, and even his fingernails almost pierced into his flesh. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, and turned his head to stare at him suddenly: "Shut up!"

Not understanding why he was so fierce, Shangguan Yun shrank his neck and said dejectedly: "Junior brother, you are too big or small."

·One side

The female ghost cultivator let out a sigh of relief for a long time, and said with a ferocious smile: "You found that trash so quickly? I really underestimated you."

Feng Chiling said: "You call him trash?"

The "waste" in the corner swallowed his saliva, with a few drops of sweat in embarrassment.

The female ghost Xiu narrowed her eyes and said, "Why, isn't it?"

Feng Chiling played with the golden sword in her hand, and said with a sneer: "Yes, but my junior brother, I don't need outsiders to point me out."

His clothes fluttered, and his sword fell down. If Feng Chiling still had the upper hand against such an advanced ghost cultivator, it was probably because he was decisive enough to kill and attack, and the ruthlessness in his bones made the female ghost Xiu had to throw away his armor for a while.

When it was finally impossible to retreat, the female ghost cultivator snorted coldly: "You are indeed more aggressive than your master, making people fearful. But, you can't defeat me no matter what!"

The moment the voice fell, a pain of ten thousand gu bites hit again.

Feng Chiling's figure trembled slightly, and while trying not to let the two juniors behind her notice, she continued to stab each other with her sword as if nothing had happened.

He chose not to say a word, but the female ghost cultivator chattered endlessly.

"Why didn't you speak?"

"It's crooked, I'm here!"

"Hahahahaha where are you aiming at?"

In a flash of sword light, the female ghost cultivator's thick arm directly attacked Feng Chiling head-on, with a vigorous swing, the white jade mask made of ancient jade was instantly sent flying, and fell to the ground with a "thump".

The black and blue hair fell down as the movement stopped, Feng Chiling stepped back in a hurry, lowered her head and remained silent.

Since his back was facing Shangguan Yun and Jing Wuyou, they naturally couldn't see what was going on, they could only see a solitary mask that fell not far ahead.

Feng Chiling bowed her head in silence for a while, then she couldn't help raising one hand to cover her face, and said in a deep voice, "Wuyou, do me a favor."

Words that could not be calmer flowed out of his mouth, and as soon as these words came out, Jing Wuyou immediately ran out of the corner without thinking.

But when he was about to reach Feng Chiling's side, he was stopped by his hand: "You don't need to come over, help me pick up the mask on the ground, keep it for a while, and return it to me after I finish dealing with the matter in front of me." .”

Jing Wuyou blinked his eyes, and his gaze fell on the mask that was either red or green, and after staring at it for a while, he bent down, picked it up with both hands, then turned around, and hid in the corner again, without any behavior beyond the rules .

Shangguan Yun looked at him running over confidently, raised his eyebrows and said, "Brother's mask is gone, why don't you take a look?"

Jing Wuyou half-closed his eyelids and stared at the mask in his hand, lightly patted the dust, then rubbed his fingers back and forth on it, and said, "When Eldest Brother wants us to see it, he will naturally let us see it."

Shangguan Yun pursed his lips, with an expression of hating iron but not steel, frowned and said: "You just listen to the elder brother too much, and it won't do anything if you just take a look."

Suddenly, the light of the fireflies surrounding Feng Chiling gradually dimmed, and the surroundings returned to darkness. The only thing that could be seen clearly was the silver falling blade that was as fast as lightning, flashing across the dark ground like a shooting star. .

Leaving aside those who are cultivators, Jing Wuyou's power of observation is a little higher than that of ordinary people.

He looked there intently, without squinting, without blinking.

The sound of fierce fighting was endless, and the roar of the female ghost cultivator was even more piercing, deafening. In contrast, Feng Chiling was silent and extremely quiet.

Jing Wuyou was extremely worried about this.

In the dark room, Shangguan Yun stretched out his hand to feel the air, and comforted him: "You have to trust the big brother, he will be fine with my sword by his side!"

Dead wood cannot be carved.

Jing Wuyou didn't bother to pay attention to him, and squinted his eyes to face the blurry piece again.

In the darkness, he seemed to hear a slight muffled hum, and at the moment Jing Wuyou held his breath and concentrated, a pair of eyes were illuminated by the golden sword light passing by.

Although it is a flash, it is fleeting.

But it made him feel excited about it.