The master is so popular that his disciples want to commit crimes against him.

Jin Xiaoxiao smiled indifferently, not wanting to even look at the person on the ground.

For some reason, he followed Sheng Qingye out today as if possessed by some mysterious force.

"Then let's take a look at the people you've harmed and see what they want. How about that?"

Jin Xiaoxiao moved her wrist, and the Lingxi fan opened completely, scattering light. The halo on the fan changed from red and blue to a strange blue.

A blue halo spread out.

Several dark blue figures suddenly appeared in the room, all with creepy expressions, some with blood at the corners of their mouths, and some with disheveled clothes.

Both men and women.

The Lingxi fan can gather the three souls and capture the seven spirits.

All the souls in the house now were killed by Mr. Lai during their lifetime.

One of the women had a red bellyband hanging on her shoulders, and her eyes were full of blood. It was obvious that she had died tragically.

Jin Xiaoxiao's indifferent eyes reflected a light blue light, as calm as a lake. She politely avoided looking at the woman.

He turned and walked out of the room, waving his fan and slamming the door shut behind him.

"Lai, you've caused me so much trouble."

Cries of death came from the house.

"Ah...ah..."

In the dark moonlit night, Mr. Lai’s miserable cries echoed.

No one around dared to come over to take a look, and no one wanted to take a look.

Later I heard that Mr. Lai had gone mad and had lost his hands. He wandered the streets every day, picking up leftovers with his mouth like a dog.

Sometimes, dying is easier, what is scary is living a life worse than death.

The woman he abducted woke up, looked at the mad Mr. Lai, kicked him and left.

She returned to her home and reunited with her fiancé.

The next morning, the sunlight shone on Tang Yixin's fair face, and he slowly opened his eyes.

He stood up and stretched, feeling relaxed.

When Tang Yixin went downstairs, he saw his three disciples already waiting for him in the lobby on the first floor.

Breakfast has also been prepared.

The waiter smiled at them, even brighter than yesterday.

"You guys got up early. Did you sleep well last night?" Tang Yixien sat down, took a sip of tea and asked.

The three of them looked at each other.

"Okay, okay, I slept very well." Sheng Qingye replied, touching his eyebrows with his hand.

After they had finished their meal, they continued on their journey and left the town.

Following the electronic map navigation that Youyou gave Tang Yixin, after passing through a dense forest and walking for another two days, they would reach the entrance to the mysterious Mishan Mountain.

A group of people walked in the dense forest, Tang Yixin was in front, and the other three followed closely behind.

This is often the case with the training of a sect.

The mottled shadows of the trees fell on the few people, and the only sounds they could hear were the rustling of the wind and the sound of footsteps.

The branches had thorns that scratched Tang Yixin's white gauze gown.

Sheng Qingye, who was standing by, used a chain to break the branches blocking the way ahead, and then asked,

"Master, why are you going to Guizhu Mi Ridge?"

"Relax..." Tang Yixien replied casually.

...

The corners of Sheng Qingye's lips moved slightly.

His master is really special. He went to the place in the entire Yuanzhi Continent where it is easiest to get lost to relax.

He was about to say something when he heard faint crying sounds not far away.

If you listen carefully, it sounds like a woman crying.

Tang Yixien immediately became alert.

How come there must be a crying woman in the dense forest?

Tang Yixien thought to himself.

The crying was intermittent and miserable, and it sounded particularly terrifying in the dark forest.

Xuan Yuran moved his two fingers at this time, and a talisman came out from his fingertips and went along the sound.

Suddenly, the crying stopped!

It felt like something was strangling me.

The silence around me makes people feel itchy and uncomfortable.

Tang Yixin followed the light of the talisman, and after pulling aside a bush, he saw the scene in front of him and took a breath!

Under a tree not far away, a pair of legs were kicking in the air.

It is obvious that someone is committing suicide here.

The Yuanzhi Continent emphasizes the integrity of the body and the stability of the soul.

Therefore, most people who seek suicide choose this method to end their lives.

Xuan Yuran didn't allow any explanation. A talisman flew out and the rope hanging the person was broken.

A woman's muffled groan.

A woman in pink fell to the ground, a hemp rope still around her neck, and she kept coughing.

There was a circle of red marks on his neck.

Tang Yixien walked forward, squatted down, and took the hemp rope off the woman's neck.

"Why did you save me? I'm scared... I don't want to marry that monster..."

"Woooo..."

After saying that, the woman struggled to stand up, grabbed the rope, jumped, and continued to put it on the tree.

They say you can't persuade someone who wants to die.

Sure enough.

"What monster?" Tang Yixien asked the woman with a frown.

When they heard that they were from the demon clan, Xuan Yuran on the side became alert.

"Don't cry, take us to see it, we can fight monsters."

The woman in pink looked at the four young boys in front of her, seemingly unconvinced.

"If we can't kill that monster, it's not too late for you to die." Tang Yi said enviously.

........

The woman in pink nodded slightly and suddenly felt that it made sense.

So she put down the hemp rope in her hand, covered her tears with her hands, and a look of hope appeared on her face.

No one wants to give up their life.

She took Tang Yixin and a few others towards the village where she lived.

On the way, Tang Yixin learned that the woman in pink was named Xiaodie, and she had a small pink butterfly on her head.

The village where Xiaodie lives is on the road that Tang Yixien must take to reach the strange and mysterious Ridge.

It doesn't delay Tang Yixi's trip. Besides, Tang Yixi can't just stand by and watch someone die.

This is a small village with a population of over a hundred.

These are distributed everywhere in Yuanzhi Continent, as common as star rays.

When Tang Yixin walked into the village, he discovered something strange about it.

It was evening at this time, and the surroundings gradually fell into darkness.

There were houses scattered across the village, all looking dusty. No one in the household had a light on or a fire cooking.

It's like a dead village.

Tang Yixien began to wonder if this woman was the White Bone Demon in disguise?

To lead them here?

Then....

Then, is there anything he can rob?

Thinking of this, Tang Yixien's eyes became cautious.

"Does anyone live here?"

Tang Yixien asked softly the girl Xiaodie who was leading the way in front.

"Shh..." Xiaodie seemed to be frightened and her face turned pale instantly.

Tang Yixien immediately looked as if he understood and said nothing more.

Sheng Qingye was extremely excited, with a bright light flashing in his eyes, as if he was hoping that some evil spirit would jump out.

He didn't quite believe that it was the demon clan who did it.

On the Yuanzhi Continent, the demon race has submitted to the cultivator race for many years.

All species of the demon race are basically registered. Although there are some rash individuals, they are very few.

Most people cannot distinguish between demons and monsters.

They are all called monsters.

Jin Xiaoxiao looked calm as she followed behind him, observing everything around.

The one with the most focused and downcast gaze was Xuan Yuran. He carefully sensed the presence of the surrounding atmosphere, but did not sense the presence of any fellow tribesmen.

The group entered the village quietly.

The wind rustled the surrounding trees, making a deep and secret rustling sound.

Everything is weird.

Xiaodie brought the four of them to the door of the largest house in the village.

She called out in a very low voice like a gossamer thread,

"Village Chief...Village Chief..."

For a while, there was no movement, and a few bird calls were heard around.

Several people held their breath involuntarily.

Tang Yixien couldn't help but laugh at himself. What on earth were they doing?

Just when Sheng Qingye was about to give up.

The wooden door creaked open.