Huaying slowly opened her eyes, but the surroundings were still pitch black, what's going on?Is she still in the dark prison?If she was still in the dark prison, the disturbance just now would be really embarrassing and embarrassing.

She was about to get up to see what was going on, but just as she got up, her forehead bumped into something hard, causing Huaying to feel dizzy and almost fainted again.

She stretched out her hand to explore the surroundings, and she knew in her heart that she was in a coffin.Gathering the spiritual energy of the whole body into the palm, he slashed vigorously, the coffin was torn apart, and the loess flew up.

There was a full moon hanging in the sky, still shining as cold and clear as before, and the air was still as fresh as before, exuding a faint fragrance of grass and trees.

Huaying hadn't seen the light for a long time, her eyes were a little stinging, and there were tears; fortunately, it was at night, if she opened her eyes rashly like her under the strong light of day, I'm afraid there would be some hidden disease.

After her squinted eyes got used to it, Huaying could see her surroundings clearly. She was sitting in a loess pit with a white silk with blood written all over her hand and a long knife without engraving. Huaying waved his hand and pulled out the wooden sign, and found that it was his own tombstone.

It is engraved with: Tomb of My Wife Huaying.

My wife Huaying did not have a surname.

Killing her, burying her, and erecting such a tombstone, I don't know whether his love has been cut off or not.

Oh, the cat cries for the mouse.

Huaying sneered and smashed the tombstone with a long knife, then took out a dagger from Qiankun's sleeve, and with a flash of cold light, carved two words on the long knife: Kurong.

The bright moonlight shone on the blue tiles of the small house in the suburbs, creating a sense of tranquility and peace.

The flower shadow climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard. The oil-paper umbrella that Jia Xichen put down that day was still standing upside down on the door hinge; when she pushed the door open, the fragments of the jade bowl she shattered had disappeared. The room was spotless, and the paintings were still hanging on the wall , the two opened glutinous rice wine jars were moved to the cupboard, presumably these were made by Jia Xichen.

The house is fine, but the people are gone.

He didn't take any of these paintings with him.That's right, he cultivated the ruthless way, and she was his stumbling block, so how could he take away her portrait.

Hua Ying stared blankly at the picture of a beautiful woman washing her hair, not knowing what she was thinking, she put the picture into Qian Kun's sleeve with a wave of her hand.

The night is as dark as ink, and the flower shadows hang upside down under the eaves, completely hiding their figure in the darkness, the five senses are open, and the phoenix eyes are cold.

It has been a month since Huaying climbed out of the coffin, and this is the fifth heartbreaker she has killed.

Too slow, really too slow.The world is so big, she can find it one by one, how long will it take to kill these 720 eight people?

There was a sound of footsteps in the distance, here we come!

I saw a handsome man with thick eyebrows and big eyes approaching. This man had an upright face and the appearance of a gentleman.

Huaying spat in her heart: Fake appearances!

Huaying flicked her wrist, took out a pitch-black bone erosion needle, covered it with spiritual power, flicked her index finger slightly, and saw the black needle shoot towards the man's temple immediately.

The man was extremely vigilant, he heard the sound of breaking wind from the direction of the eaves, twisted his sleeves, and the black needle just pierced his palm.

"The insidious rats from all over the world dare to sneak up on this deity!" Zhao Wuji shouted angrily. After he committed suicide, his cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds. Do you want it?

This guy was originally an unknown person, but later he obtained a secret book on the practice of ruthlessness from nowhere, so he swung his sword and beheaded his childhood sweetheart, his wife; and his own strength increased greatly, becoming the disciple of a famous immortal sect Senior guest minister, shamelessly named himself Xuanyi Zun.

Huaying saw that she couldn't do it in one blow, she was dressed in red, and she flew beautifully and landed on the rockery in the garden.

"You are a ruthless and unrighteous villain who kills his wife and begs for wealth. How dare you call others a scumbag? Honor Xuan Yizun, this word of righteousness is at the fore, are you ashamed?" Huaying pulled out her long knife and said contemptuously.

In his life, Zhao Wuji hated others to say that he killed his wife, but anyone who dared to mention the word "killed his wife" in front of him, he would kill half of his life if he didn't die.

"You are such a yellow-haired girl, how dare you stretch your beard before a tiger? It seems that this deity has a very good temper these years!" Zhao Wuji stopped, the floor cracked inch by inch, and the long sword pointed directly at Huaying.

This Zao Wou-ki is extremely powerful and has a high level of cultivation, but he doesn't have the foundation of boy kung fu, but the spiritual power obtained by relying on a strange way of Taoism.

It doesn't matter if you deal with some mediocre people on weekdays, but once you meet Huaying, the pride of heaven, your innate shortcomings will immediately show up.

The cultivation bases of the two are about the same, but Zhao Wou-ki consumes three times as much spiritual power as Huaying consumes every time he makes a move, and he has never met Huaying's people. .

Hearing this, Zhao Wou-ki became angry, became more irritable, and made random moves.

After a few rounds, Huaying's face was neither red nor out of breath, and it could even be said that she smiled sweetly.

On the other hand, Zao Wou-ki's jade crown, which bundled his hair, was knocked off, and there were two stab wounds on his shoulder and arm, his face flushed, his nose flapped and swelled rapidly with his violent breathing, and his spiritual power was running low, he was really in a mess!

Suddenly there was a smirk on Zhao Wuji's face, with a flip of his wrist, a signal bomb fell out of Qiankun's sleeve, and then he flung it into the sky.

"Swish" a firework for help exploded in the sky.

Huaying still underestimated how shameless Zao Wou-ki was. In this chaotic world, firing bombs for help is generally an enemy attack or a very urgent matter.

It can be said that she and Zhao Wuji are in a tie, this guy is only slightly inferior, so he directly recruited reinforcements?

Huaying's face darkened, she didn't care about revealing her murderous intent, she just wanted to make a quick decision.

When she stabbed Zao Wou-ki in the chest, reinforcements arrived...

"What the hell, these bastards can really chase after them!!" Hua Ying stepped on Ku Rong and scolded.

Since she stabbed Zhao Wuji to death, his reinforcements have been chasing Huaying for three hours.

Fortunately, Huaying knew that Zhao Wuji was just a guest, otherwise he would have thought he was the son of a direct relative of a big family.

Huaying resented in her heart: "It's just a dead guest. Why bother to send seventy or eighty people to chase and kill Lao Tzu?"

Little did they know that the 80 or [-] people in the back were also secretly complaining: What is the origin of this eldest sister?If you have a personal grudge, just stop and say something, and everyone can make sense of it with a few tricks.You turned your head and ran away without saying a word, it is difficult for us to deal with business...

"Ah..." Another pursuer who was exhausted screamed and fell down.

A faint sound of the pipa rolls in gently like the tide, and a graceful figure is reflected under the bright moon in the sky, holding the pipa in his hand, with the plain belt fluttering, as graceful as a fairy, everyone is fascinated by the beauty of this moonlight up.

There was a sound of "ding", and the whole mountain was quiet, followed by a round of sound like flowing clouds and flowing water, like snow on the mountains, turning into thousands of water drops, pouring down.

The slender pipa girl looked indifferent, her red lips parted slightly, and she sang: "Last night, there was a storm in Longqiu, and the stone waves danced in front of the gate. The ghosts of Sigeng Mountain blew the lights and whistled, shocking the children of the world."

It turned out to be a mountain ghost rumor!

Huaying was shocked the moment she opened her mouth. The woman's voice was clear and her singing was low-pitched, but she had a penetrating power that hit people's hearts, which made her scalp tingle.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that the spiritual power in her whole body seemed to be stagnant, blocked in the meridians, and could not be deployed no matter what.

Without the support of spiritual power, Kurong lost weight instantly, and just when Huaying thought she was going to fall to the ground like the pursuers behind her, the beautiful pipa girl moved.

She stepped on the fairy sword, dressed in moonlight, came slowly, and then walked away holding Huaying by the back collar without being gentle at all.

Along the way, she didn't even look at Huaying, let alone say a word, as if she was carrying a piece of rag in her hand.

Flower Shadow:  …

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