In Lu Yun's hands, the tail-back needle is rarely used in frontal combat. The dagger is powerful and flexible, but lacks strength.
However, in this environment, if you want to hide your true fighting style, it is most appropriate to use the tail back needle.
The cold blade was like a shadow, grazing the man's back, cutting a bloodstain, and at the same time, the other person's fingers grazed along Lu Yun's cheek.
A slight pain appeared, and she touched her cheek with her fingers, wiping away the trace of blood. Lu Yun squinted her eyes and backed away again.
The two of them went back and forth, like a cat and mouse game. They fought for a while, but the man with higher cultivation was unable to suppress Lu Yun.
After Lu Yun successfully attacked with another sword, the man laughed angrily.
"You are a thief, so you know how to be sneaky."
"Okay, how about I stop fighting you?"
"Come out and let's talk some sense!"
This was a way of persuading peace on the battlefield. The man spoke smoothly, and even took the initiative to put away his posture and stand on the spot, looking like a master who said I'll stop and you can do whatever you want.
The dark dagger did not appear again, and Lu Yun's figure appeared above the gate.
The tip of his toes stepped on the ground an inch below, and his whole body was tense, ready to strike again at any time.
The tail needle in her hand dropped to her side, and faint blood flowed on the black blade, then dripped on the ground.
The snapping sound made the man's ears twitch. He suppressed the desire to attack and stared at Lu Yun.
"Which family are you from?"
The opponent's hostility has not weakened much, but they have indeed stopped attacking.
Listening to these words, Lu Yun knew that his guess was correct.
This man, like himself, was not a native of Yinhun Village.
In Lu Yun's view, this person's cultivation is strong and steady. This is a state that can only be achieved after steady and steady progress, and it is not frivolous.
It's hard for Lu Yun to please this kind of person.
But during the battle, she had a vague feeling of overpowering the opponent, and Lu Yun guessed that the opponent was also hiding his strength.
At this time, the other party also realizes that something is wrong with him.
Lu Yun didn't answer, she was guessing the other party's identity.
"I don't care who sent you. Anyway, if you see him, that beast is a bastard. Tomorrow is the last time."
"As long as you don't block my way, you can do whatever you want."
Not caring about Lu Yun's indifference, leaving these words behind, the man walked into the house, and the door was slammed shut to block his sight.
Landing lightly on the ground, Lu Yun's eyes were stunned for a moment.
She didn't understand the other party's words at all, but the other party seemed to misunderstand that she came from a place he knew.
Saw someone?
She came to see her second senior brother, but she didn't see him.
Think about the man's behavior today. Is he referring to the woman in the coffin?
But she didn't know him.
What else does it mean that tomorrow is the last time?
I contacted the village and said that a group of people will be coming tomorrow, so I guess they are involved.
As for who the beast in the other person's mouth was, Lu Yun had no idea.
Faced with this beautiful misunderstanding, Lu Yun had no intention of explaining. She was just here to find someone and had no intention of getting involved in anything, let alone stopping the other party's behavior.
Returning to the room arranged by the other party, Lu Yun ended the night in meditation.
There is enough spiritual power in the vicinity of Yinhun Village, but these ghost cultivators prefer resentment to spiritual power.
The rising sun breaks through the shadows and shines on the earth.
In the early morning, the ghost village began to surge, and those ghost cultivators with stiff faces were wandering around like wandering spirits.
Outside the small courtyard, after Lu Yun appeared, some sightlines appeared and disappeared.
Lu Yun hid her figure. She was ready to watch what was going to happen today. It would be best if she could take the opportunity to find some clues.
The woman yesterday probably didn't lie to herself. Meng Lin appeared and disappeared.
For it to disappear in such a short period of time, there must be something else here that I haven't explored yet.
A group of people appeared outside the Yinhun Village.
Counting, there are more than 20, none of them very old, their cultivation level is very average, the highest is no more than two monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul.
They followed the convoy and appeared in this ghost village.
Some people still don’t know where this place is, while others have discovered clues.
"Isn't this the Ghost Village? What are you doing here?"
"I don't know. The city lord said that the final stage of the martial arts competition is here. He said that Miss Ning is going to be hidden. Whoever can find Miss Ning first will win the final victory."
"Is this how a martial arts contest is used to recruit a bride?"
In muttering, many people looked at this place warily.
There are not many ghost cultivators. Most of the time, as long as they are not close to the ghost cultivator's territory, they are just like water. This is why Ningyang Mansion has not destroyed Yinhun Village in these years.
Many people know this place but have never been here.
Stepping into this strange and dead place today had a shock to some people.
The most serious one is Cao Yu.
Cao Yu followed one person closely, his voice unsteady: "I always feel there is something wrong here. Look at those people, they look like dead people."
"I think he looked at us like we were dead."
The man responded, and the two walked side by side, very wary.
"Maybe it's because this place is dangerous enough, so the last level is placed here to prove our sincerity to Miss Ning."
Some people speculated that Cao Yu nodded subconsciously when he heard this.
Yes, if you want to marry another girl, you still have to accept this trial.
Interestingly, the arrival of this group of people did not cause turmoil in the Ghost Village. The ghost cultivators stood on both sides of the street and allowed these people to watch everywhere.
In the corner, Lu Yun's eyes flashed across Cao Yu's cheeks, and finally stopped on the carriage.
According to what they said, the person sitting there was Miss Ning.
Does anyone really believe in this kind of "trial" involving martial arts to recruit a bride?
Could it be that the ghost cultivators said that the group of people who would come today were these people, but those ghost cultivators at that time were full of malicious intentions.
The city lord and the ghost cultivator colluded and planned to use this group of people to do something. The martial arts competition to recruit a bride was just a cover, so there was a saying that regardless of identity.
After all, casual cultivators are easier to control.
For a moment, this idea flashed through Lu Yun's mind and was confirmed.
Just as Lu Yun was about to avoid it, the curtain of the carriage shook and a hand stretched out.
"Miss Ning is getting off the car."
Someone shouted, attracting everyone's attention.
Her fingers are slender, her skin is like cream, and her long skirt with wide sleeves wraps her graceful figure. That bright red dress is like a blooming flower from the other side, beautiful and dangerous.
There was a touching smile on her extremely beautiful face.
Miss Ning's appearance is bright and majestic, and when she looks up, she can see the dignity of the city lord's daughter.
Just that face is rare in the world of cultivation where beauties are everywhere.
After seeing Miss Ning's appearance, many people took a breath, and some who wanted to retreat instantly became firm.
They looked directly at Miss Ning, and in these greedy wolf eyes, Miss Ning remained calm and composed.
"Don't be afraid, I will wait for you at a place in the village as planned."
"Axue looks forward to your arrival."
She smiled lightly and spoke gentle words. The corners of her eyes and eyebrows were like blooming spring light, extremely bright.
