White Snake did not take Lu Hanjiang too far. By the river where the camp was stationed, a beautiful figure was bathed in the strange moonlight, like a dream.
Lu Hanjiang's eyes narrowed slightly. He watched as the white snake brought him here and then slowly disappeared into the darkness of the night. Then, he took two steps forward and tried to call: "Miss Caiwei?"
The woman on the shore turned her head slightly, and saw that her face was as golden as paper, and she was holding a complicated seal in her hand. The true energy flowing out of her body gradually merged with the moonlight.
Lu Hanjiang saw clearly that this was the secret method of the Lingyue Clan in the Miao Territory, the Shaman Moon Rotation.
But what makes people puzzling is that the performance of Wuyue Revolving requires the sacrifice of one's own blood and essence. Normally, there is no need to use such a killing weapon.
But Caiwei's condition at this moment obviously cannot be judged by common sense. Lu Hanjiang saw clearly that in the other party's dull eyes, the dark golden light was flickering slightly. This was exactly the same as the vision he saw in Southern Shaolin that day. .
Caiwei turned around when she heard his call, and stopped slightly in her movements, but she didn't say anything. In her eyes, which were as cold as corpses, there was not even the slightest breath of living people to be seen, and there was a sense of emptiness and terror. .
"It's so late at night, why doesn't Miss Caiwei go to bed?"
As Lu Hanjiang spoke, he took two more steps forward. The distance between the two was less than three feet. He put one hand on his waist and the other behind him. He held an imperceptible stone in each of his left and right palms.
Hearing his concerned question, Miss Caiwei did not answer, but her lifeless eyes moved slightly, and her downward gaze passed over his palm on his waist, and then became a little bit alive.
The golden-red light infiltrated Caiwei's eyes bit by bit, and then caused this godless body to burst out with vitality far beyond that of the living. It was an emotion of anger and even hatred.
Lu Hanjiang's eyes were slightly in a trance. Although he had already been mentally prepared to be stared at by such eyes, this day came too quickly.
Being looked at by Miss Caiwei like this, Lu Hanjiang couldn't help but feel a little excited.
The cold moonlight shone down, and the two of them looked at each other quietly. Suddenly Caiwei turned her hands like flowers, forming complex handprints, and the moonlight around her seemed to be taken for her own use, turning into a star-like band of light. , gathered from all directions.
Lu Hanjiang raised his head and looked at this beautiful scene without making any move.
Caiwei didn't say a word, but the resentment in her eyes became more intense. She gave a soft drink, and the moonlight blooming behind her immediately turned into the shape of wings.
The strange eight-winged stream of light once again spread out behind Caiwei, holding her up like a goddess under the moon. With a slightly raised arm, she pointed far away, and the stream of light shot up into the sky, and then turned into a colorful tornado. Head straight towards Lu Hanjiang.
Lu Hanjiang admired this splendid martial skill with great interest. He calmly flicked his left hand slightly, and the stone disappeared into the night. The colorful flying rainbow in front of him immediately turned into fireflies all over the sky, floating down like a fairyland.
The expression on Caiwei's face showed an obvious dull look. After a moment, she seemed to realize something. She suddenly looked back and saw that only seven of the originally eight wings spread behind her were left.
The broken wing also turned into bursts of fluorescence, slowly floating under the moonlight. Lu Hanjiang stretched out his hand, held a little of the light in his palm, and praised: "Miss Caiwei's martial arts, It’s truly wonderful.”
Caiwei's dull eyes gradually regained their composure, and the hatred in her eyes only increased instead of decreasing. The aura erupting from her thin body had completely alarmed the surrounding Jinyi guards, who were now surrounded like iron barrels. generally.
But Lu Hanjiang waved his hand without looking back, and the stars of light in all directions quietly disappeared into the night.
Caiwei screamed, and slid down like a bird. The wings behind her turned into colorful streams of light, leaving a trail that confused people's eyes, and then immediately condensed into a huge wave and swept towards Lu Hanjiang.
Facing the huge wave that almost drowned him, Lu Hanjiang saw countless dim lights hidden in it. He popped out another stone with his right hand and shattered the huge wave. Thousands of pinprick-sized stars in it were directed towards him. Call.
At this moment, the Tianji Sword was already in Lu Hanjiang's hand, and the divine weapon swept forward with a crescent-shaped sword energy, like a fierce dragon, scattering all the stars in the sky.
Facing Yueya who was approaching, Caiwei immediately summoned her wings to wrap herself up. The defense, which was enough to withstand the power of Abbot Lingkong's palm, was as soft as paper under the sword energy.
The traces left by the colorful wings were like the hanging curtains of a tent, causing the surrounding area to be filled with a golden red demonic color. When the crescent moon reached the sky, it suddenly collapsed and turned into a burst of faint golden light, rolling in all directions.
At that time, there seemed to be thunder rumbling by the river, where the swords and colorful wings met, golden snakes flashed occasionally, the light and shadow intertwined, and the wind and clouds surged, making the night almost feel like day.
There are still hundreds of turns at this moment, but it only lasts a moment when I look back. In a moment, the golden wings of light dissipated invisible, and the surroundings were like a wild dragon passing by, and the trees, flowers and rocks were scattered all over the ground.
When the wind was calm, Caiwei was knocked directly to the ground. The colorful wings that looked like fairy feathers disappeared without a trace at the same time as her master fell.
Caiwei looked at Lu Hanjiang in front of her in horror. The latter took a few steps and suddenly flew in front of her. He turned the secret in his hand and stabbed it fiercely.
In the flash of lightning, the hatred and anger in Caiwei's eyes quickly dissipated, and she regained her lovable innocence. There was a touch of shock and confusion on her pale face.
"Lu, Master...?" Caiwei called in a low voice.
Lu Hanjiang was surprised to find that Caiwei suddenly changed back to the person he knew, but what he wanted to find most at the moment was the strange shadow on her body.
While thinking, Lu Hanjiang did not stop holding the secret in his hand, and penetrated Caiwei's chest with just one sword. The latter had a look of disbelief on her face, her heavy eyes slowly fell, and her thoughts immediately fell into a deep sleep.
Lu Hanjiang pulled out his sword and watched the blood trickling out of Caiwei's heart, immediately turning her chest red for a second or two.
"Wait a minute, shouldn't this thing automatically protect its master?"
Lu Hanjiang stared at Caiwei's forehead in astonishment. The golden mark of the eight wings no longer appeared there. The Holy Spirit Gu worm integrated with Caiwei seemed to be dead at this moment. Facing the dying Caiwei , there was no reaction at all.
"Tsk"
Lu Hanjiang put away the Tianji Sword and suddenly felt a little bit sour in his teeth. He originally wanted to test the depth of this Gu insect, but now it seems that he has failed.
"grown ups."
Cui Yixiao, who came from behind, looked down at Caiwei who was in a pool of blood, and quickly averted his eyes. He asked with some fright, "Sir, this girl seems to be still breathing. Do you think she is...?"
Lu Hanjiang pinched the bridge of his nose and said helplessly: "...Save people, and find some doctors to check on them. I have a bad feeling. We may have to temporarily change our route to Wudang."
(End of chapter)
