She was answered by dozens of human skin arrows. They were all thrown over by the skinned ghosts who used their skill, and glowed strangely under the moonlight.
After hearing her pretentious words, Jiang Yanxue's reflex arc circled the runway twice before connecting to the signal: It would not end well if this place was really burned down.
So regardless of the fact that his body was as weak as if he hadn't eaten for ten and a half days, he quickly raised his head and wanted to stop him, but he happened to see the flame leaping from Xie Jingsong's hand.
They were connected end to end, tearing open the night with beautiful colors. In Jiang Yanxue's eyes, they formed a fire dragon rising into the sky, burning with such brilliant colors that it made people snap.
Jiang Yanxue, who had completely forgotten what she wanted to say, slowly opened her mouth in a dull manner: "...so beautiful."
Zhang Yunqing on the side did not try to give in, but just froze on the spot. He was so amazed by this that he couldn't say a word.
The fire dragon swallowed all the arrows into its belly easily, and even had enough energy left to dive towards the monster that forced it out. However, realizing that the balance of victory had completely tilted towards the ants that he had previously looked down upon, the Skin-Flayered Ghost immediately took off the outermost layer of soft flesh on his body and escaped from here when his escape method was fully launched.
Something stirred his mind. Zhang Yunqing looked at the skinned ghost suddenly and stopped breathing: "It wants to escape!!!"
Xie Jingsong, who originally burned down the place just to say harsh words, was stunned for a moment: Although she has been destroying the environment intentionally or unintentionally since she came here, she is still very ethical!
If the fire of the Battle of Chibi is really set here, the ground will be full of charcoal, not to mention the mourning of the people. When the time comes, without the flames that I have no eyesight, I will randomly pick some unlucky lucky people to eat, it will be a sin. That's big.
Then if it is not burned, will it really be allowed to escape and continue to cause harm to the world?
...The fire failed to burn in the end.
Xie Jingsong glanced back, casually spilled the captured zhenqi back into the world, and sighed: "You're already here, is it really okay to just look at it like this?"
In the darkness, a clear voice replied: "Why not? What a beautiful scenery. This is the first time I have seen it in my little life for more than 20 years."
Jiang Yanxue, who had not noticed at all when this man came, was horrified. Before he could turn around to see clearly, the man said with a smile: "Bind."
One after another, red transparent ribbons containing mysterious power emerged from the ground, just in time to block the Skinned Ghost's escape direction and tie it up. Ignoring its angry struggles, the ribbon woven itself into a web for restraint, shrinking tighter and tighter.
The man then slowly walked out, put the palm-sized compass in his hand into Qiankun's sleeve, and raised the corners of his lips: "The prey has been caught in the net."
He is a young man with an elegant temperament, with clear facial features, a kind smile in his eyes, and a well-placed tear mole lying in the corner of his eye. When he smiles, he will have a strong bookish air in his face.
Even more stunning is the earring with red silk tassels on the young man's right ear that hangs directly to his shoulder. It is composed of six small copper coins, three in a group, and is cleverly woven together, and is embroidered with red and gold patterns on the body. The black brocade robe complements each other.
Just...whatever you think, you are a dirty fox full of bad intentions!
Xie Jingsong rarely knitted her brows into a tight knot. When she came back, she held a chicken cub in one hand to protect her behind her, and made an impolite voice: "It would be better if you don't treat us as prey."
"How could it be? Xiaosheng admires you very much." The young man's face showed fake surprise, and he opened his mouth like a bomb. "I am also looking forward to your future... The moon is in the sky."
Xie Jingsong, who felt like a person or not, knew that her spiritual root was a spiritual creature. She really wanted to ask Tiandao whether her spiritual root was thousand-year-old ginseng or Chinese cabbage.
Thinking like this, she also put on an insincere smile: "Okay, okay, I believe you, can you please give me directions? The way back to Xuanjian Sect, don't give me the wrong directions, Brother Zhanzheng .”
It seemed like something had cracked.
The young man turned his head and kept quiet, trying to let the air soothe the twitching corners of his mouth, and said helplessly: "There is no need for Xiaosheng to show the way, their people are already on the way."
He walked over and threw a large copper coin on the ground with everyone looking at him like he was facing an enemy. He picked up the net that bound the Skinner and turned to Xie Jingsong with a mysterious smile: "So it's time for Xiaosheng to go. See you later.”
Xie Jingsong, who sensed that he was about to escape, had no intention of trying to hold him back. She just said loudly: "Wait! Soul! Free!"
When the young man's figure completely disappeared like a flower in the moonlight in the mirror, Xie Jingsong saw him raise his hand and wave it gently.
The empty voice was carried by the wind into her ears: "Remember, you owe me a favor."
"No," Xie Jingsong patted the stunned people on both sides, walked over and picked up the big copper coin, stroking it with her thumb, "Does this mean you have to bear a debt of gratitude?"
After pulling back the frosty sword that she had been thinking about, Jiang Yanxue came over to take a look, frowning and saying, "This move... looks familiar."
I didn't expect this silly kid to say anything, but he really surprised Xie Jingsong: "I remembered!"
"Don't worry!"
Xie Jingsong, who had reached a blind spot in knowledge, sat down cross-legged. While looking at the heavily worn copper coin in the moonlight, she gestured to Jiang Yanxue to continue: "Don't worry? Then?"
In the past, she would have been too lazy to pay attention to the worries of Zhao, Qian, Sun, Li, Zhou, Wu and Zheng. But when she thought of the deal she had just reached, Xie Jingsong expressed regret, very much.
If she had known it earlier, she would not have said it quickly... This was also because she did not expect that the smiling tiger-shaped young man in front of her who looked very evil would actually agree.
When she was just mobilizing the true energy of heaven and earth for her own use, her spiritual altar was filled with wind oil essence, and her whole body's perception rose to an indescribable height - and therefore she was aware of the oval flesh ball attached behind it. Those twisted souls.
Skinner's one-stop service seems not that perfect, it misses the most basic things that make up a person. So those souls that could not be freed attached to its body day after day, being kneaded and flattened like dough, and finally formed a horrible fusion.
A bit of inappropriate pity urged Xie Jingsong to speak at the last moment.
Then Mo Chou agreed.
"..."
No, is he sick?
Not sure what he was up to, Xie Jingsong held back a sigh, tilted her head and began to listen to what Jiang Yanxue said.
"I don't know much, I just heard it from the elders," Jiang Yanxue held the frost sword in her arms and closed her eyes to think for a long time before digging out this memory in her mind. "His path is to be a divination master, five or six." He was also a peerless genius a few years ago, but something happened to him when he was about to achieve enlightenment. Anyway, after killing his whole family, he has been associating with evil heretics, and he is a very dangerous person."
He is an evil heretic, so who am I who made a deal with the evil heretic and still owes the evil heretic a favor?
Xie Jingsong chewed the Evil Heretic over and over in her mouth, and after a moment of silence she said firmly: "I think there must be something hidden!"
"Originally, some people felt this way, but the people who gave him a chance were seriously injured by him," Jiang Yanxue shook his head, "so everyone treated him as an evil cultivator."
Such a classic...
Xie Jingsong said carefully: "I said it's possible, but it's just possible, that there's something wrong with the person who gave him the chance?"
Jiang Yanxue's voice was sonorous: "Impossible, absolutely impossible! That person is Senior Brother Shanhe, the chief disciple of the Hidden Moon Sect! Senior Brother Shanhe never lies!"
Xie Jingsong’s full of complaints were summarized in the following six points:…
Is this more problematic?
...If he asks her to help defeat that chief disciple or clear up his grievances, will he respond with amnesia, fake death, or pretend to be blind?
"Well... you're right."
Probably seeing that her look and voice were as reluctant, Jiang Yanxue raised his scabbard dissatisfiedly and poked her, emphasizing: "What I said is true. Brother Shanhe never lies. This has something to do with his Taoist heart!"
Daoxin again?
In the past, Mo Chouchou had his Taoist heart ruined and his life was ruined. Later, he had mountains and rivers that restricted him from lying. What the hell is this?
Xie Jingsong rarely became interested: "Huh? Tell me?"
"I don't know much. After all, the Taoist heart is a very private thing." Jiang Yanxue watched as Xie Jingsong raised her hand to grab the scabbard and stretched out her hand to pull it back. "The only thing that is clear is that the entire world of cultivation knows it. That is, if Senior Brother Shanhe lies, then his path will stop here."
Using a clever move to pull the frost sword over, Xie Jingsong hit its former owner with a backhand: "Okay, I believe it."
Regardless of whether Shanhe is a true gentleman who shines brightly, or a hypocrite who does one thing on the surface and another behind the scenes, there must be something hidden in between. Maybe there are still a lot of troubles that cannot be told to outsiders. I don't like to cause trouble in the first place, so it is easier to choose between amnesia, fake death, and pretending to be blind, right?
While they were chatting, the "them" in Mo Zhuchou's words arrived. The leader was Lian Tazhi, whose face was full of rain and wind, and behind her were two people, both of whom Xie Jingsong had never seen during the day. .
"Company elder!"
Jiang Yanxue tugged on the frost sword and was about to return to the team, but found that it didn't move.
He lowered his head in embarrassment and saw Xie Jingsong, whose eyes were filled with tears, holding her sword in aggrieved hands, as sad as a yellow cabbage in the field.
The teammate who had just been fighting side by side wiped away his tears and started backstabbing like he would not complain: "What a shame! Oh my God! How could this happen! Lord Qingtian! If you don't come here, we will die here!"
He glanced around quietly, not even making a sound as he stepped on the branches, watching her act: "..."
Jiang Yanxue was forcefully forced out of the culture by her, and her voice was squeezed out from between her teeth: "You give me... enough is enough! Bastard!"
Anyway, after a lot of back and forth, Xie Jingsong, who finally got a lot of compensation, put away his half-dead look at the speed of light, and got on the ride back to the small town at the foot of the mountain with a smile.
Watching the shameless bastard dragging his bewildered companion away, someone said unwillingly: "You don't even ask the elders anything, so you just let them go?"
"We can't keep that child...Besides, there's Xiao Jiang, let him say it."
With everyone's eyes focused on this, Jiang Yanxue suddenly shivered, and he hugged the frost sword pitifully tightly.
