When my vicious stepmother mistakenly married me to the Immortal Lord

At the same time, there are mass graves and abandoned houses.

The Black Witch sensed an extremely cold breath rapidly approaching along the witchcraft rope, and her face suddenly changed.

Before she could react, the ropes tied to her hands were instantly frozen, and the Black Witch herself turned into an ice sculpture, maintaining a terrified expression.

Immediately afterwards, several cold lights flashed, and the ice blades pierced into the ice sculpture, then exploded instantly, shattering the entire ice sculpture into countless pieces.

The Black Witch didn't even have time to scream before her body disappeared, deader than dead.

Nanny Chang standing by wasn't much better off.

She had already been frozen stiff by the previous extreme cold air, and was now affected by the exploding ice blade. She was blown away and hit the wall heavily, spitting blood and dying.

The deserted house was in a mess. The dark red flame on the altar had long been extinguished, leaving only broken ice and gravel on the ground.

The storm subsided quietly in the night.

Jiang Song only saw Xie Ankang standing in the air outside the courtyard, his black clothes as black as ink, the night wind blowing through his clothes, as if he had merged into one with the night.

He put his hands behind his back, and his deep eyes flashed with a cold light, as if it could see through all the darkness.

Xie Ankang like this made her feel both unfamiliar and shocked.

She had never seen him like this before, and she had never imagined that a servant like him could possess such powerful strength.

Xie Ankang turned around and landed in the yard. Seeing Jiang Song staring at him blankly, he bowed to her.

"I'm sorry to have frightened the young lady. This ghost is an evil creature created by black witchcraft. The person behind it has been killed by me. Please rest in peace."

Jiang Song came back to his senses and quickly returned the greeting, "Thank you, Ankang, for your timely rescue. I..."

When he looked up, Xie Ankang had already disappeared.

She stood there in a daze, feeling a little scared.

It is obvious that the ghost tonight and the paper man that night were created by the same person, and the other party will obviously not give up until he achieves his goal.

The methods are becoming more and more cruel!

Jiang Song pursed his lips, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

If Xie Ankang had not appeared in time, the other party might have had another trick up his sleeve to deal with her. It was hard to say whether she could handle it.

Moreover, judging from what Xie Ankang did just now, he is obviously also a cultivator, and his cultivation level is not low.

Jiang Song couldn't help but feel curious.

What is Xie Ankang's identity? Why is he hiding in the Xie Mansion?

Moreover, such a powerful person is actually driven by Xie Changyan. What is the connection between them?

Also, what happened to that strange phenomenon that just appeared in my body?

……

Many questions swirled in Jiang Song's mind, but no answers were found for the time being.

However, now is not the time to pursue these issues.

Jiang Song knew that his situation was extremely dangerous. If those people failed to succeed this time, they would definitely try again.

She can't pray for someone to appear in time like a god and save her from danger every time she is in danger.

She urgently needs enough power to protect herself.

Thinking of this, Jiang Song turned back to the inner room, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to practice.

She closed her eyes, formed seals with her hands, and sank her mind into the sea of ​​consciousness.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the "Art of Controlling Thunder" technique emerged again, and the golden words shone brightly in the sea of ​​thunder.

Following the instructions of the exercises, Jiang Song began to circulate the spiritual power in his body, allowing it to flow slowly along his meridians.

As her spiritual power circulated, she felt as if her body was wrapped in a warm breath, and every limb was stretched out.

She could sense that the lightning power in her body was still quite abundant, but her control and use were still rough and unstable.

Logically speaking, ghosts and evil spirits are most afraid of the power of thunder and lightning, but when she faced the ghost before, she almost got caught.

If she could flexibly use the power of thunder and lightning, why would she be afraid of those ghostly tricks?

Jiang Song knew clearly in her heart that what she needed most at the moment was actual combat and a deep understanding of the techniques.

When performing magic or wielding dual swords, being able to move your mind as you wish is the true way to defend against the enemy.

She was immersed in cultivation, and several hours passed by unknowingly.

It was not until the first rooster crowed outside the window that Jiang Song slowly opened his eyes and exhaled.

She got up from the bed, washed up briefly, then pushed the door open and walked out of the room.

It was just dawn and the yard was still filled with a light morning mist.

She stood in the yard, stretched out her hand and made a gesture, and a tiny arc of lightning suddenly burst out from her fingertips. With a light "crackling" sound, the arc of lightning instantly hit a small tree in the yard.

The small tree shook slightly and then returned to calm, and the lightning arc disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Finally, I have touched the threshold.

Jiang Song felt a little happy in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face.

Although this was only the most basic lightning spell, the fact that she was able to perform it successfully and precisely control the strength and direction was already a significant improvement.

However, she couldn't practice it in this small courtyard. When she found an opportunity to enter the Yunmiao Immortal Mansion, she would definitely find a spacious place to practice well.

Thinking of this, Jiang Song turned back to his room to prepare breakfast.

*

After breakfast, Jiang Song came to Yongshou Hall and found that there was an extra figure in the main house today.

The man was about seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing an exquisite cloud brocade robe with delicate cloud patterns embroidered on the cuffs and hem.

He looks about 70% similar to Xie Yunni, with a face as beautiful as jade, eyes like cold stars, a gaze that flows like the gurgling spring water, and a faint smile always on his lips.

When Jiang Song entered, he was sitting on a chair to the side of the main seat, chatting happily with his mother-in-law Chu Jinghong. He lowered his head and chuckled from time to time, appearing gentle and dignified.

Chu Jinghong greeted Jiang Song as he saw him come in, "Song'er, this is our third child, Changyu. He and Yunni are twin brother and sister."

Xie Changyu?

Didn't he go to the Southern Region to do business? Why did he come back suddenly? "

Although Jiang Song was shocked, he remained calm and politely said, "Greetings, Third Young Master."

Xie Changyu looked up at the sound, his eyes gently falling on Jiang Song. He chuckled and said, "It's my elder sister-in-law. I went to the Southern Region for business and was unable to return home in time to pay my respects. I hope you won't blame me."

Jiang Song smiled gently, "Third Young Master, you are too kind. The clan is busy with affairs, and it is rare for you to take the time to come back. How can you blame me?"

Of course she knew that these words were just Xie Changyu's euphemism!

In an ordinary family, when the elder brother gets married, the younger brother will naturally come back to attend the wedding, but Xie Changyu did not show up on Xie Changyan's wedding day. Everyone knows the reason behind this.

After all, at that time, the Xie family only used Jiang Song as a tool to bring good luck to Xie Changyan, so whether he came or not was of no importance.

Xie Changyu's lips curled up, and she smiled brightly, "Mother, my second sister wrote to me and said that my eldest sister-in-law is a wonderful person. After meeting her today, I can see that her reputation is well-deserved. She is gentle and generous, and her temperament is extraordinary."

"Your words are as sweet as honey. Song'er is indeed a good child. Marrying into our Xie family is a blessing to our family."

Chu Jinghong smiled heartily. She gently patted the back of Jiang Song's hand and said softly, "Song'er, it's rare for your third brother to come back. You young people should communicate more and don't be so reserved."

Jiang Song followed Chu Jinghong's words and turned his gaze gently to Xie Changyu, "Third Young Master, did your trip to the Southern Territory go smoothly after returning this time?"

Xie Changyu nodded slightly, his smile carrying a bit of businessman's cunning and scholarly elegance.

"It went quite smoothly. The silk and spice market in the Southern Region is quite prosperous, and I brought back quite a few rare goods this time. However, I encountered some minor issues along the way, forcing me to return early to deal with them."

Chu Jinghong frowned slightly when he heard this, "Oh? Yu'er, have you encountered any difficult problems?"

Xie Changyu shook his head slightly, his expression seeming to have something to hide.

"It's just some trivial business matters, mother, don't worry. I have arranged for someone to handle it, and I believe it will be resolved quickly."

Seeing that Xie Changyu was unwilling to talk more, Chu Jinghong did not continue to ask questions. Instead, he changed the subject and said, "Now that you're back, spend more time with your grandmother. She's been thinking about you a lot these days."

"Of course, I miss my grandmother too. Once things are settled here, I'll go visit her."