Chapter 142 Demon Cultivator?

"Yes, sister Ye, are you interested in going around together?"

It's not impossible to go out at night.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, which is a good time to kill, um, plunder.

It happened that she was bored.

"Okay~!"

After the two got dressed, they walked through the streets like two kittens.

Xuanyuan Fengyun is familiar with the door and the road, driving faster and faster, and finally passed the wall in front of a majestic and tall house.

I saw that the house was very luxurious, but Xuanyuan Fengyun walked along the path and turned to a desolate small courtyard in the back house.

With a leap, he landed on a dark wall.

Ye Junyu was very curious and followed behind.

I saw a faint glow on the windows of the dilapidated hut.

A woman's figure was reflected on the window screen, she was practicing exercises, and Ye Junyu's spiritual sense quickly reached over.

His expression paused for a moment.

I saw the woman was soft and weak, her face was pale, and fine beads of sweat were dripping from her forehead.

The whole body is surrounded by a circle of faint black air.

'Magic repair? '

She can't say she has any dislike for Moxiu, who has always existed in the cultivation world. It is just a kind of cultivation method of others.

But a small number of magic cultivators are very evil and adopt special cultivation techniques.

For example, Killer Wuji is a complete monster.

Ye Junyu looked back at the woman beside her.

I saw hatred and anger in her eyes, and her fists were clenched tightly.

She has seen the woman in the house before, isn't it the Murong Feixue who pretended to be weak and pleasant on the street?

and many more.

Ye Junyu's consciousness reached the hut again, and at this moment, she saw a man in black lying on the floor of the hut, not moving at all.

Murong Feixue slowly stopped.

The black energy entangled in his body dissipated, revealing a pink and bright face in an instant, not even the faintest trace of weakness.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his lips.

Kicked the man on the ground with one kick, stretched out his hand and patted him three times.

A maid who was dozing off at the door entered the room instantly, and said in a low voice, "Miss San, what are your orders!"

"Deal with him."

Murong Feixue's voice was delicate and soft, but what she did was very cold-blooded.

"Yes~!"

At this moment, Xuanyuan Fengyun realized the strange scene in the room, and couldn't help but tremble all over.

The pinched fingers made a 'crack bang bang' sound.

"Who?" Murong Feixue was instantly alert.

The figure leaped out like a gust of wind, and in mid-air, a mysterious light shot out from his hand in an instant.

It struck at the two of them with incomparable precision.

Ye Junyu held down the restless Xuanyuan Fengyun, stretched out her palm and patted her.

Xuanguang exploded in the air.

Murong Feixue retreated three feet, while Ye Junyu landed firmly in the courtyard.

Look at each other.

They all have cold faces.

Murong Feixue looked at the masked woman in front of her, her eyes turned cold, "Who are you? What are you doing at my house?"

Ye Junyu didn't answer, but looked at the maidservant carrying the man in black.

I saw that person was all skinny and boneless, no, to be precise, that person had already turned into a shriveled corpse.

All that remains is the skeleton wrapped in skin.

I couldn't help being surprised.

This scene is so familiar, just like the uncharted wilderness, the widow Zhu who used living people to sacrifice.

"You practice with living people?"

A ray of black light turned into a mass of black air, covering her head and face.

With three moves in the air and one move in the air, the black air mass disappeared instantly.

Xuanyuan Fengyun was also startled standing on the wall, looking at this delicate woman in disbelief.

I thought she was just pretending, but I didn't expect the real devil to be around.

It's rare that she survived for so long without being sacrificed.

There was resentment and fear in my heart.

"No, no, you misunderstood!" Murong Feixue pursed her lips, pointed at the maid beside her and said in panic, "It's you, it's you, right!"

The appearance of crying.

If Ye Junyu hadn't probed with her divine sense before, and if the woman hadn't wanted to attack just now, she would have almost believed it.

The maidservant also looked panic-stricken and stammered, "I, I didn't do it on purpose."

"look."

Murong Feixue ran towards Ye Junyu with a frightened expression, one sharp claw in her hand.

A streak of black profound energy grabbed at her face.

"Be careful~!" Xuanyuan Fengyun exclaimed, that's how she was sneak attacked by the opponent back then.

"Again?" He really thought he was a soft persimmon.

Ye Junyu sneered, squeezed out a mysterious light in her hand, and struck at it.

"Bang~!" There was a loud noise.

Immediately, there was the sound of bones breaking.

Murong Feixue was like a kite with a broken string, hitting the wall with a 'bang', and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"you you"

Ye Junyu kicked up, and a gust of wind blew past again.

"Pfft~!" Murong Feixue spat out a mouthful of blood again, revealing a hint of disbelief.

Why did the sneak attack that was always invincible in the past fail?

What is the cultivation level of the woman in front of her.

"Hehe~!" She gave a miserable low smile, "Just kill me, you think I'm willing to hurt innocent people after so many years of living a life where people are not people and ghosts are not ghosts."

"He" Murong Feixue's lips were still dripping with blood, but tears were streaming down.

The weeping girl is actually more beautiful and more pitiful than when others laugh.

"He did all kinds of evil, bullying men and women, I was just doing harm to the people.

Is it wrong?I just want to live, woo woo woo"

Just when she was crying so hard that she couldn't help herself.

Suddenly, a black light exploded in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, Murong Feixue disappeared without a trace.

Ye Junyu didn't expect this woman to be so good at acting.

Her consciousness immediately followed her out.

I saw two black shadows disappearing into the street like lightning, it was obvious that she was not alone.

"You can't beat her!" Ye Junyu turned her head and said to Xuanyuan Fengyun.

This woman is not only ruthless, but also has a delicate mind.

At this moment, the panicked maidservant was also bleeding from the corner of her lips, and she lay upright beside the black corpse.

There was still fear in his eyes, but he was dead.

Xuanyuan Fengyun grew up in Fuwowo since she was a child, although she has changed through accidents.

But after all, he had never seen such a horrific killing, and his mood fell instantly.

What kind of revenge, with this woman's viciousness, it is difficult to protect herself.

"I want to go back."

At this moment, she just wanted to warn her family that Moxiu was everywhere, so that they could live safely.

"Also~!"

Watching Xuanyuan Fengyun leave quickly.

Ye Junyu walked to the hut, searched carefully, and found that the demonic energy had not dissipated, and there was a foul smell.

Then she wandered around Murong Mansion casually.

The entire Murong Mansion was silent, apparently in a deep sleep, without any clues.

It was only a three-story building, surrounded by a dozen guards.

The guards all looked sluggish.

(End of this chapter)

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