After wearing the book, I became the villain's sword spirit

It turned out that Chu Xiuyun wanted to find out who was controlling him in Sin City.

Shu Mingli pursed his lips.

"You want to know?" Bian Wu smiled when he heard what he said: "Why are you so anxious, sooner or later you will come to our side, when the time comes..."

But before he finished speaking, the sword hanging above his head fell down suddenly.

Bian Wu's eyes widened, he never thought that Chu Xiuyun would be so decisive in doing things.

The look in his eyes gradually faded, until finally the whole person turned into a cloud of black air and disappeared.

It turned out to be an avatar.

"Where are people?" A voice sounded.

Chu Xiuyun put away the sword and looked up.

The person who came was Peng Yuquan. He glanced around, obviously having experienced some fighting scenes, and looked back at Chu Xiuyun.

Chu Xiuyun waved his hand, and the stone giant turned back into the formation, smiled, and said with some regret: "It's a clone. It escaped after seeing someone chasing and resisting for a few times."

"Is it the evil thing released by that body? Can you see what that thing looks like?" Peng Yuquan frowned.

"He was wearing a robe to cover his face, and I couldn't see clearly."

Peng Yuquan's unsmiling face moved, a little suspicious, but Chu Xiuyun's expression was indifferent, without any change in expression, extremely open-minded.

Chu Xiuyun asked: "How is the situation before the palace gate?"

"The disciples from Tianyi Valley just happened to come to help, and they have already killed and controlled those evil things," Peng Yuquan said in a flat voice, "I came in a hurry, but Junior Brother Chu solved the enemy so easily here, which surprised me."

There were already some tentative doubts in his words, Shu Ming stood aside and listened, and also frowned.

If it was Feng Yifei who came over, he would definitely not be so suspicious.

Zhuang Yu and Peng Yuquan's behavior today was obviously a result of some orders to monitor Chu Xiuyun, so they were somewhat prejudiced.

It seems that although Jian Hong has released Chu Xiuyun from Banyue Island, he is still worried about him and is very guarded.

Naturally, Chu Xiuyun could hear it, and there was a bit of sarcasm in his eyes, but his voice was still gentle: "Maybe they are just testing, and the white-robed avatar is not very strong."

Peng Yuquan nodded: "Next time if something happens, you can ask me to go with you. It's not safe for one person to be in danger."

Chu Xiuyun smiled calmly: "Thank you, brother, for your concern."

The two left from here and rushed to the palace.

Chu Xiuyun withdrew his sword and followed Peng Yuquan, but when he closed his eyes and saw Zhexue, he saw that the sword was stained with blue spots of blood again, and frowned imperceptibly.

in the palace.

When they handed the bloody hand to Emperor Li and the imperial concubine, Cheng Xing'er rolled her eyes and passed out immediately.

That hand was undoubtedly Li Qiongyu's.

When asked about Li Tianshu, he had a pale face, and he still hadn't come to his senses: "I don't know, this thing fell from the sky suddenly, and I was...was..."

"What is their purpose?" Jian Nianyao, who had just arrived and was attacked by an evil object, frowned slightly: "Abducted the princess, and seems to be threatening Junior Brother Tianshu?"

"It's not a threat," Feng Yifei said from the side: "Those things are rushing to Li Tianshu one after another, obviously for the purpose of taking him away. As for the princess being taken away, it's just that the demon's subordinates are trying to attract him. Go out and save people, but..."

Li Tianshu is really too cowardly, with no bones at all, except for the shit luck who went out for a walk in the morning and came back safe and sound, he didn't dare to move when he saw those evil things.

Of course he didn't say the latter sentence, but obviously everyone present except those medical practitioners who just arrived from Tianyi Valley didn't know, and they all tacitly understood it.

The famous third prince is really not worthy of his name.

"It can only be said that the means of those behind the scenes are extremely bad and cruel. Your Majesty, from now on, please order to strictly guard the people who come and go in and out of the palace, and His Highness the Third Prince—" He turned around, looked at Li Tianshu, and said There is some disgust in the middle: "Although you have already worshiped in our sect, you are still a new disciple after all. Your cultivation level is still low, and you can't protect yourself. I hope you will be more conscious. Even if you have brothers and sisters to rely on, don't run around without permission."

As he spoke, Zhuang Yu looked at Chu Xiuyun.

Chu Xiuyun lowered his eyes and avoided his gaze, as if he was ashamed.

Feng Yifei hurriedly turned his eyes away: "Fortunately, I have my senior brother here this time, he has a high level of cultivation, otherwise Junior Brother Tianshu, you are really in danger."

Li Huang was a little surprised when he heard the words, and looked at Chu Xiuyun with gratitude.

Zhuang Huang's mouth twitched, feeling a little helpless towards Feng Yifei's innocence, and looked away.

Li Tianshu's face suddenly turned red, and he wanted to defend himself: "I just——!"

"Of course, if you want to use yourself as a bait to help us catch the culprit behind the scenes, it's not impossible." Zhuang Yan suggested coolly.

Li Tianshu's aura that was about to stand up immediately faltered, his mouth buzzed a few times, and he stopped talking with his neck stuck.

Seeing Li Tianshu's cowardly side, Li Huang was a little disappointed, but no matter what, he was a son who had loved him for many years, and his feelings could not be wiped out because of disappointment. Find out the thief behind the scenes as soon as possible."

Feng Yifei hurriedly clasped his hands in salute: "Your Majesty, rest assured, we, the cultivators, are incompatible with that evil heretic, and we will definitely try our best to rescue the princess."

Shu Mingli was standing next to Chu Xiuyun, looking at the person who was ashamed but actually indifferent in his eyes, he felt a little headache, and inexplicably felt that the world was drunk and I was alone.

This little villain is about to be blamed on his head, but he still doesn't know that the matter has nothing to do with his own self-importance, and it's still up to his own temper.

Those decent characters are getting farther and farther in the wrong plot. The bloody hand is clearly to threaten the imperial concubine who has fainted from fright. They are still discussing a fake Li Tianshu here...

And just when they settled down the evil thing and negotiated the matter, somewhere in the imperial city.

Suddenly, some blood spilled from the mouth of an evil and alluring man. He raised his hand to wipe it off, licked the corner of his lips, and showed an unknown smile on his face.

"Bianwu Envoy, Lord Yougui summoned you." Someone rushed to report.

Bian Wu got up from the couch, tidied up his clothes slowly, and said, "How is that woman now?"

"I have already broken my hands and tongue, and I am using drugs to hang my life." The visitor reported, as if he was talking about ordinary things, his voice was extremely calm.

After hearing this, Bian Wu felt very happy, "Don't let her die, dead things are worthless."

After coming out of the house, he quickly arrived at another magnificent place. When he saw the person in the house, Bian Wu restrained his unrestrained attitude, and his face showed a bit of flattery: "Master Yougui, what is the matter of summoning me?" ?”

"Bianwu." The man named Yougui sat on the wheelchair and slowly turned around.

What is astonishing is that that face, which is obviously immortal and kind, is embedded with a pair of scarlet eyes, which looks very abrupt and strange.

His face was expressionless, and the emotions that were barely revealed were palpitatingly cold, "The plan has changed, from now on, give up looking for Nineteen, and you go find a way to contact the son of the ghost vein."

Bian Wu was taken aback when he heard the words, "Then what was our previous plan?"

"Let's put it on hold for the time being. The Lord has orders to take the son of the ghost vein at all costs."

"That Cheng Xing'er, don't worry about it? That woman is not a cheap lamp," Bian Wu raised his eyebrows, "I just sent her a big gift."

Hearing this, You Ghost's eyes moved, and those scarlet eyes looked straight at him: "Where's Qiongyu?"

"It's still alive, but it's half useless, and it's not far from death." Bian Wu said.

"It's good to be alive."

The ghost's voice was cold and emotionless.

"Although it is said that we want to take it over, what should I do specifically? That Chu Xiuyun, as far as I can see, doesn't have a good impression of us."

Bian Wu asked, and just as he finished speaking, something was suddenly thrown out from behind the curtain on one side.

He immediately took it, and looked down at it as a dark black stone, in which wisps of devilish energy were rising and falling.

"The royal priest will put this thing in the middle of the altar two days later." Another voice sounded in the room.

Only then did Bian Wu realize that there was someone behind the curtain, and hurriedly made a comment to that side, but the person inside didn't speak a word, nor showed his face.

You Gui waved his hand, and Bianwu responded, and retreated quickly.

After the person left, there was silence in the air for a while, and the ghost suddenly moved. He stood up from the wheelchair, closed and opened his scarlet eyes, and turned into an ordinary person again.

"It seems that you use this identity well." The humanity behind the curtain said.

"After all, it has been used for 12 years." You Gui hooked his lips, but quickly lowered the corners of his lips, and looked behind the curtain: "Why does the Lord no longer need the nineteenth body, he has recovered?"

The man smiled: "No, it's just that the Lord discovered something more beneficial to us."

"Is that Jian Hong's big disciple? I have had social relations with him. Although he is the son of ghost veins, it is a pity that he has been domesticated and has no fangs." The purpose of my plan is to train the Nineteenth Body to become the most resentful and hateful, but is that single son of ghost veins worth giving up?"

"The child at nineteen won't hate him. It's been 12 years and he still can't use his body," the voice of the person behind the curtain was weak, "but Chu Xiuyun is different."

"No resentment, no hatred, no ghost veins, Jian Hong actually dared to send him in front of us, if he doesn't accept it with a smile...wouldn't he be ashamed of the temptation of the master?"

People who don't hate will spend their lives in poverty, and they will only regard all injustices as normal.

And people who are born to hate, once there is any opportunity, will grow like a blood-drinking black mandala from hell, accompanied by endless hatred and distortion.

"That Cheng Xing'er, since it's useless, in order not to expose our affairs, let's kill it." After speaking, the man said coldly.

You Gui showed some disdain on his face: "An ignorant woman who only knows how to intrigue in the deep palace, the most important thing is her idiot son, even if Li Qiongyu is dead, she dare not say a word."

The people behind the curtain seemed a little surprised when they heard this.

That imperial concubine, no matter how you say it, is a mother, how could she not care about her daughter's life or death?

You Ghost waved his sleeves and returned to the wheelchair, with an inscrutable smile on his face: "Besides, she may be of great use to you in the future, Mr. Hua, you can wait and see."

The author has something to say: When serializing, it is inevitable that the previous plot will be forgotten. When I mention the foreshadowing in the future, everyone will take it for granted. I will write the title of the previous chapter.

In addition, a bug was fixed last night, and the existence of the storage bag was canceled, which does not affect the plot, so let me just talk about it.

It was obvious who this ghost was.

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