The side of the pool of blood.
Gu Qing stood with his hands behind his hands, his face expressionless.
After he spoke, no one responded at all.
His eyes became dark and he looked into the distance.
Several hundred feet away.
A faint white rainbow fled quickly.
The figure in the white rainbow light was clearly the plump and beautiful woman who had previously been riding on the same horse as the leading man.
now.
This plump and beautiful woman had a calm expression on her pretty face, with a hint of panic.
'This practice is invincible! '
Her eyes were filled with horror.
Just now.
She almost died as neatly as those ordinary people.
Just now, the short-haired young man in black turned his finger into a knife and slashed the golden light with his palm. In a thousandth of an instant, he cut off all the dozens of big men, including the horses and prison cars, and she urged the body to move. With his spiritual power and exerting all his strength, he narrowly escaped and saved a small life.
Rao is so.
She still had a lock of black hair cut off, and the golden light drawn by the short-haired young man almost brushed her scalp.
'This short-haired young man in black has an unknown cultivation level. Judging from the power of this cultivator's casual blow, it is expected that his cultivation level is at least in the late stage of Qi refining! The Chang family has fallen to such an extent, and there is such a powerful enemy. It is really unexpected...'
The female cultivator thought anxiously.
Suddenly.
She has escaped several hundred feet again.
A trace of happiness came to her heart.
'Fortunately, I saw the opportunity quickly. '
She thought she was out of danger.
'It seems that this cultivator has no intention of chasing my mother. Or is it that this cultivator is not good at flying with a sword and his escape speed is extremely slow? '
She secretly guessed, her tense figure loosening slightly.
But don't wait for this feeling of luck to last for half a breath.
Gu Qing didn't know when he had jumped into the air.
He blew gently towards the white rainbow below.
Little wind-breathing technique!
A stream of white air came out of his mouth, and an extremely cold wind blew up. As the wind roared, it turned into a white mist, which quickly spun around and condensed into a white hurricane.
The white hurricane, which turned into a white rainbow from above towards the female cultivator, pressed down with the huge force that caused the mountain to crack.
The plump female cultivator in flight suddenly felt as if she was carrying a mountain on her back. Her expression changed drastically, and she could no longer control her body shape and fell downwards.
Bang!
Bai Hong was pinned down.
Hit the hard ground hard.
The body of the plump female cultivator trembled, and a hole was made in the hard ground. The white hurricane pressed her tightly into the hole. The nearby earth and rocks flew around, the vegetation was overturned, and several big trees were like grass stems. Uprooted and smashed into the distance.
Several feet of the ground within a hundred feet were cut away out of thin air.
The plump female cultivator felt severe pain in her muscles and bones.
Her eyes flickered.
The flying sword that fell aside kept trembling, but it was in vain.
"ah……"
She called out in a melodious voice.
In the open field, this cry was extremely gentle.
An astonishing power of temptation emanated from her plump figure. An ordinary monk would inevitably have distracting thoughts and even make a fool of himself on the spot.
The short-haired young man in black was unmoved at all.
He came closer silently.
He looked at the plump female cultivator with extremely cold eyes.
The plump female cultivator bit her lower lip tightly, pretending to be shy, and was slowly taking off her clothes.
soon.
The white flowers are a beautiful sight and the water is rippling.
The plump female cultivator raised her eyes pitifully, looked at the short-haired young man in front of her, puffed out her chest, and said: "This Taoist friend wants the slave family to stay, so the slave family will stay, but I hope the Taoist friend will show mercy..."
Gu Qing's expression was a little playful.
Needless to say, the female nuns from Hehuan Road are so alluring.
But it is absolutely impossible to shake his state of mind.
He used his spiritual consciousness to come out of Hanshan Forbidden City and hit the female cultivator with a snap of his fingers.
The female cultivator was shocked.
Divine Consciousness Restriction!
If she is restrained by divine consciousness, her future life and death will all depend on the thought of the person in front of her!
Some thoughts of resistance rose in her heart.
She wanted to sacrifice the magic weapon and burn both jade and stone.
But then she thought again.
It was just a restriction of divine consciousness, which was much better than killing her on the spot, and there might be a turnaround in the future, so there was no need to risk her life.
Just when the plump female cultivator was struggling.
The chill that penetrated my body and penetrated my soul came over me.
The coolness spread from the center of her eyebrows.
All her struggling thoughts were gone.
'It's over. '
An emotion called despair appeared in her heart.
Thinking of the tragic fate of the other female cultivators on Hehuan Dao after being captured by evil cultivators, she was completely overwhelmed by a kind of sadness and fear that went deep into her heart.
Gu Qing didn't understand the change in this woman's mood.
He doesn't care either.
In his hand, he flicked his fingers repeatedly.
A series of azure blue ice crystal-like Hanshan Forbidden City was condensed by his spiritual consciousness and penetrated into the woman's body.
"I am Lin Changqing, a casual cultivator from Ye Guo."
Gu Qing spoke calmly.
"At this moment, Lin has planted a total of thirty-four spiritual consciousness restrictions in this fellow Taoist's body. If this fellow Taoist wants to do something detrimental to Lin, Lin has no other choice but to If these restraints are activated to self-explode, then the Taoist friend will most likely be unable to bear it and die."
His tone was calm.
It seems to be talking about a trivial matter.
The plump female cultivator gritted her teeth bitterly after hearing this.
But her heart was slightly settled.
The monk who calls himself Lin Changqing does not look like an evil cultivator.
She raised her head and looked up at Gu Qing.
"Lin Changqing, fellow Taoist Lin..."
She spoke in a delicate voice and said: "I wonder what exactly you want the slave family to do? The slave family thinks that his skills in bed are pretty good. If fellow Taoist fellow Taoist don't mind, the scenery here is very good. Let's talk about it. People use the sky as a quilt and the earth as a bed to come here..."
Soft words that go straight to the heart.
It's so enchanting that it makes people feel numb all over.
This plump female cultivator looks to be in her thirties. Her skin is as white as snow and as delicate as ivory. She has a pair of watery phoenix eyes with a bit of a smile, and her tight waist is extremely attractive. In addition, the flower branches trembled slightly when she spoke, and there were really thousands of emotions rippling.
Are all the female nuns at Hehuan Road of such high quality?
Gu Qing's heart was still cold.
He looked away.
He stood sideways and held out a finger.
"Give you a moment to take a breath, straighten your clothes, and stand up to speak."
"If you still act like this, don't blame Lin for being ruthless, cutting off your limbs, destroying your cultivation, and throwing it into the cesspool of the mortal world."
His tone was cold and decisive.
No room for doubt.
The figure of the plump female cultivator trembled violently.
Considering that she has such a graceful appearance and behaves in such a lowly manner, coupled with the fact that she has practiced the Hehuan Tao Charming Art for many years, even the best gentleman in the world would find it difficult to control herself.
But the person in front of him had a calm expression and clear eyes.
Obviously, there was no trace of emotion at all.
Whether it's coveted or hot.
Even disgust.
All without any trace!
This is undoubtedly unreasonable.
'This guy in front of me...
Could it be some desperate old monster? '
While thinking.
The plump female cultivator's movements were extremely fast.
She brushed the storage bag at her waist, took out a bright red dress, quickly put it on her graceful body, lowered her head and stood in front of Gu Qing.
Gu Qing stared sideways at the plump female cultivator.
He watched quietly for a while.
Until the female nun was shocked by the sight.
Only then did Gu Qing say: "What's your name?"
"Bai Xun."
The female cultivator responded briefly and crisply.
Gu Qing nodded slightly.
He continued: "It turns out to be fellow Taoist Bai Xun. Nice to meet you."
This female cultivator who calls herself Bai Xun is at the sixth level of Qi Refining.
He has a good appearance and figure, but I don't know why he would devote himself to ordinary people. Are they ordinary people who are so vulgar that they sell human flesh? Or is this the way they practice Hehuan Dao?
for this.
Gu Qing had no idea of going into details.
It has nothing to do with him, so why bother digging into it?
The reason why he did not kill this woman was because her cultivation level was too low and there would be no benefit in killing her.
The second is to keep this woman and find out some information.
After all, he stayed in the Demon Spirit Stream for three months.
Three months.
It's enough to change a lot of things.
There was a cold wind blowing above the official road, lifting the skirt of Gu Qing's clothes.
He walked slowly to the side.
Seeing this, Bai Xun hurriedly followed.
Gu Qing could often fly several feet away with one step.
Bai Xun used his skills to activate the spiritual power in his body.
A white halo appeared all over her body.
Wrapped in this white halo, she followed Gu Qing.
After a few breaths.
Gu Qing's message rang in Bai Xun's ears.
"In the past three months, tell me all the big and small things that happened in Yeguo that you know about through sound transmission. You must not omit anything, let alone make it up. If you dare to do anything perfunctory, Where Lin is concerned, Lin will never show mercy to her."
His voice was still so cold and indifferent.
Bai Xun was shocked when he heard this.
She didn't dare to neglect it at all.
After organizing some words, she started talking to Gu Qing.
…
Qinghe City is a city on the edge of Huaining County.
Leshan Hall is one of the most powerful forces in Qinghe City. The leader of the hall, Chang Xing, is called Chang Dashanren. It is said that he is a descendant of the Chang family, a monk family in Yingchuan County. Chang Dashanren lives within a hundred miles of Qinghe City. It has a good reputation, and disaster victims often come here to seek refuge.
Changda Shanren's Leshan Hall occupies more than ten acres of land in the already small Qinghe City. It usually collects, prepares and sells medicines, and is most famous for several magical medicinal foods.
Rumor has it that several immortal masters heard about this and came to investigate.
After several immortal masters investigated it, they were all amazed by the ingenious combination of the medicinal food and food, and they highly praised this good man.
"Healing the sick, rescuing people, giving porridge to disaster relief, and sheltering the victims. If you look at this kind of person, he is really a rare kind person." Gu Qing's eyes were playful, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
Descendants of the Chang family.
What a coincidence, the Chang family's blood crystal rice millet cultivation method is in his stone tablet space, and he also has more than a hundred blood crystal rice millet seeds.
"What is the identity of the female cultivator who was killed that day? What is her relationship with the Yingchuan Chang family?
As the saying goes, if the wall falls and everyone pushes it, the Chang family after its decline should have lost most of its cultivation resources, such as spiritual fields, spiritual medicine gardens, and spiritual veins, most of which have been taken away by other families.
Even if there is still a small part of the spiritual field left, in the hands of the remaining Chang family monks, it may be in turmoil. "
Gu Qing's eyes flashed slightly.
