The vicious female supporting role in the book cultivation world is crazy and involuntarily

Lu Zhaozhao ran out. There were many monsters nearby and people would appear from time to time, but she was uneasy at the moment. She just apologized in a low voice and ran away.

She ran aimlessly all the way until a stream appeared in front of her, blocking her way, and then she stopped.

Lu Zhaozhao bent over, gasping for breath, and it was a long time before she opened her tear-soaked eyes.

The moment she learned about the Eight Clans' plan, she could have gone along with it and turned a blind eye, reaping the benefits in the end. But at that moment, an indescribable nausea rushed into her nose.

Since she came to this world, she had killed many strange beasts and had also killed those who wanted to plot against her, but when she heard the idea of ​​such a blatant conspiracy to kill more than a hundred people for a selection, her subconscious reaction was still that she could not accept it.

She knelt by the stream and splashed water on her face. The biting cold penetrated into her bones, making her more awake.

She rejected the methods of the Eight Clans, so now, she must use her own method to successfully advance to the selection.

If we don't kill people, what should we use as chess pieces? Lu Zhaozhao buried his head between his legs, rubbing his hands together, trying to come up with a feasible method.

But before she could figure it out, a strong smell of blood penetrated her nostrils.

She raised her head, and the clear trickle of water in front of her eyes had turned blood-red at some point, gurgling forward.

Just as Lu Zhaozhao was about to take a closer look, a severed hand flowed down with the water and appeared in her sight.

She was stunned and looked upwards in the direction of the water flow. More and more debris was being washed downstream by the blood.

Their plan... has begun?

Lu Zhaozhao shuddered and immediately stood up and rushed upstream.

She ran up with all her might, and the more she ran, the more shocking what she saw.

The ground was covered in blood, and the broken debris seemed to indicate what kind of massacre had just taken place. Weapons were scattered everywhere, and the weapons made of iron were broken and stuck in the ground in all directions.

The higher you go, the bloodier and more smelly it becomes.

Lu Zhaozhao held her breath and began to slow down. Her intuition told her that they were not far from the scene of the incident.

The hem of his blue shirt was stained with blood, and the Buddhist beads on his wrist were also stained with stains, one of which obscured the Buddha statue, as if foreshadowing something.

Upstream of the stream, the space became increasingly vast, with shady green trees and overgrown bushes and weeds. But at this moment, they were all broken in half, with large amounts of blood pouring over them.

The ground was covered with corpses. The demons had transformed into their original forms after death, and the devils had quickly dried up after death, densely covering the empty space.

In the center, there were two people standing.

Nan Rongrui and Jie Yi.

Large patches of blood blossomed at their feet, just like the red spider lilies that bloomed in the Futu Temple last September, with large patches of dazzling red.

Nan Rongrui saw her and waved excitedly.

Under the fence, Lu Zhaozhao's face was pale, and the smell of blood rushed to her head, making her freeze in place and unable to react.

"Once all evil karma is exhausted, no longer hampered by the mundane world, one will immediately enter the Pure Land..."

"What are you mumbling about?" Nan Rongrui walked to Lu Zhaozhao and heard her saying something softly, and couldn't help but feel curious.

"...Nirvana Mantra." Lu Zhaozhao said in a calm tone.

"Hahahahahahahaha, the Rebirth Mantra? Jie Yi, she is chanting the Rebirth Mantra! Hahahahahaha." Nan Rongrui laughed wildly. She patted Lu Zhaozhao's shoulder hard and laughed until she couldn't breathe.

"Where does the afterlife for demons come from? I heard that the Nüba tribe lives in seclusion near the Northern Territory. You weren't fooled by those bald donkeys, were you?" Nan Rongrui slowed down a little, laughing until tears were about to come out.

"Oh, right, there seem to be sixty or seventy chess pieces here. Don't worry, we'll be out soon." As she spoke, she shouted in the direction of Jie Yi, "Go ask Changyu Lanshan how many chess pieces they have. This damn place doesn't even have a place to lie down. I can't stay here any longer."

A response came from the distance: "You won't have to lie down once you return to your original form."

Nan Rongrui spat at him angrily.

But her emotions came and went quickly. She reached out and brushed away Lu Zhaozhao's veil, smiling ostentatiously: "I'm leaving, Guannan, we'll see each other again."

After saying that, without waiting for a reply, he let go of the veil and walked away, twisting his body.

From beginning to end, Lu Zhaozhao didn't say a word.

Her hands, hidden under her wide sleeves, were clenched tightly and even trembling slightly. She was alone in the pool of blood, her expression difficult to discern.

I stood there for a long time, until the clear water flowed again, washing away the blood-red on the edge and diluting the sticky blood until the water surface became clearer, as if nothing had happened.

Only then did she resume reciting the scripture that had just been interrupted by Nan Rongrui.

In the main hall of Ming Palace, two people were playing chess and watching the scene in the competition arena.

"What they did was a bit too much. Don't you plan to do something?" The chess piece made of white jade fell onto the chessboard between slender fingers. Looking up along the hand, it was Wen Sheng, who had met Lu Zhaozhao several times.

Directly across from him, another player with black pieces made a move, taking a large area of ​​white's territory before replying: "I have been making moves all along."

"But the action is slow and the effect is minimal." Wen Sheng interrupted bluntly.

The opponent didn't get angry. He just took another white piece and said, "It may seem so now, but Wen Sheng, when playing chess, you can't just focus on the present moment. Just like you started so smoothly, but now you're at the end of the road."

"The situation changed in a flash. I won this game."