The passers-by are vicious

Bixia was angry at Xuandu who was standing there, looking cold and aloof: "You too."

She just felt that he had a handsome face for nothing. She originally thought that his extraordinary temperament was a perfect match for her young lady, but seeing that Duanmu Rong was so arrogant, it was obvious that he was not a good person either.

But Xuandu was handsome after all, so Bixia couldn't say anything unpleasant to him.

Jiang Wanwan seemed a little ashamed of Duanmu Rong's words. She turned her back and covered her face with her sleeves, leaving only her back to Xuandu.

"I apologize for my rudeness today. I hope you won't mind, young lady."

Xuan Du bowed, his handsome face not showing any anger at being taken out on, his back was straight, still as cool as dust.

"I didn't take today's incident to heart. Just as Miss Duan said, there is a difference between men and women. I'm sorry that I can't see you off."

Jiang Wanwan had her back to Xuan Du. There was no annoyance on her gentle face, but her voice was much colder and no longer as gentle as before.

Xuan Du paused in his gesture of bowing, and his drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he had noticed Jiang Wanwan's attitude of chasing him away.

He turned around and left with the Shushan disciples, the corner of his white robe drawing an arc in the air.

Duanmu Rong was naturally very happy that Xuandu was leaving. She followed him with obvious joy and turned back to give Jiang Wanwan a proud look before leaving.

Bixia looked displeased, glaring at Duanmurong's back, muttering softly, "What are you so proud of? She's like a hen that has won a battle, sticking her tail out, afraid that people won't see her butt."

But Bixia only dared to mutter such vulgar words to herself, not daring to let Jiang Wanwan hear them, for fear of defiling her own gentle and graceful young lady.

Jiang Wanwan lowered the sleeves that were covering her face. There was no trace of shyness on her gentle face. She just looked indifferently at the flowing white figure, with sorrow in her eyes.

When Bixia saw this, she thought that her young lady had fallen in love with Xuandu at first sight, and she felt a little regretful that she had said too much. She wished she had driven the Taoist away when she first met him.

After the rain stopped, they returned to the yard. While Jiang Wanwan was taking a nap in the house, Bixia talked to another personal maid of Jiang Wanwan who had just returned from work.

"Haorong, you don't know how rude those Shushan Taoists are today, especially that Taoist nun named Duanmu, whose words are full of arrogance."

"I originally thought that the Taoist priest named Xuandu was cool and handsome, and a perfect match for the young lady. I didn't expect that group of Taoists were so arrogant and looked down on ordinary people like us."

The maid named Haorong was wearing a dress of the same color as Jiang Wanwan, and she was very charming.

Hearing Bixia's words, the corners of her narrow eyes slightly raised, and she opened her red lips slightly: "They are just some Taoists, how can they be qualified to..." Her tone was cold, and there seemed to be a dark mist in her eyes.

Haorong's voice was very light, but it carried a chill that could not be ignored. It was filled with disdain and contempt, as if she was disgusted by the behavior of those Shushan Taoists.

Bixia nodded, agreeing with Haorong's opinion. She sighed and continued, "Yes, they think they are so great as cultivators. How dare they treat our young lady like this? If I wasn't afraid of being defeated and hurting the young lady, I would have taught them a lesson long ago."

Hao Rong sneered and said, "Humph, if we can't do anything, we can use other methods to embarrass them."

Bixia echoed, "That's right, we can't let the young lady suffer in vain. By the way, Haorong, did you hear any news when you were doing the work just now?"

Haorong thought for a moment and replied, "Well, I heard that things have been a bit unsettled in the city lately. It seems that some monsters have appeared. It is said that those monsters specialize in sucking the essence of humans, and many people have suffered."

Bixia's face became a little serious after hearing this. She said, "Really? What should we do? Will the young lady's safety be threatened?"

Hao Rong comforted her, "Don't worry, we are here to protect you, nothing will happen to you. Besides, I don't think those monsters will come to the county magistrate's mansion..."

Bixia felt relieved, but still a little worried and said, "I hope so.

At night in Jiayang City, the night is deep and dark as ink, but the big red lanterns hanging on both sides of the street emit bright light, illuminating the entire town as if it were daytime.

The streets are bustling with people coming and going.

At this moment, Xuan Du stood quietly in the middle of the street, gently holding a demon-hunting talisman between his slender fingers.

The talisman had been unresponsive since nightfall, but suddenly, it began to burn and emit a strong warning smell.

Xuan Du's eyes focused, and without hesitation he jumped onto the roof in the direction indicated by the talisman.

His movements were light and agile, as if blending into the night.

Seeing this, other Shushan disciples followed closely and quickly caught up with his pace.

In the alley, a charming woman in bright red clothes was pressing a short man against the wall.

Her hands clamped the man's neck tightly like an iron clamp, making him unable to move.

The slender fingers were covered with bright nail polish, but at this moment they turned into ferocious fangs, piercing deeply into the man's neck.

Blood flowed down her fingertips, dripping onto the cold ground, blooming into shocking blood flowers.

The short man had already fainted, his face was as pale as paper, his eyes were closed, and there was still an expression of extreme fear on his face, as if he had seen some terrible scene before he fainted.

The woman in red seemed to be preparing to enjoy the essence of the man in front of her, but at this moment, a white figure floated down from the roof, like an immortal descending to the earth.

The person who came was Xuandu, who was dressed in white and looked otherworldly. His eyes were as clear as water, and he stared at the scene in front of him quietly.

Faced with the sudden appearance of the uninvited guest, the woman in red did not panic. She did not even try to escape, and there was no fear on her face.

On the contrary, she just turned her head slightly, looked at Xuan Du with curious eyes, opened her red lips slightly, and asked in a tender voice:

"Are you the Taoist priests sent by Shushan? Don't you know whose territory this is? How dare you meddle in other people's business~."

As she spoke, a strong red light suddenly surged from the body of the woman in red, burning like a flame.

At the same time, a thick blood-red smoke gushed out from her body and swept straight towards Xuandu.

"What a strong evil spirit!"

Lu Tianyu, who followed Xuan Du, couldn't help but exclaimed.

He never expected that he would encounter such a powerful evil spirit as soon as he arrived here to investigate, and he suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Thinking about my junior sister's abnormal behavior when entering the town, could there be a disaster?