Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

Qin Lie forgot a lot of things.

But he remembered the extreme pain of his soul being torn into pieces and then put back together.

Now, he is trapped in this terracotta body and can't remember who he is or where he comes from.

But remember, his hands were bloody and he had slaughtered countless innocent people.

He is a knife.

That day, a voice came from the sky, knocking on his soul and making him shed a tear.

Then, the knife became conscious.

After escaping, Qin Lie spent a lot of time thinking about who he was, but apart from some fleeting fragments of images, he could not remember anything.

His thinking is simple.

If you can’t remember, don’t force it.

But everyone in the Temple of Holy Light must die.

Emperor Gou had seen this bloody scene one hundred and three times.

But it still made his legs tremble.

Qin Lie withdrew his hand indifferently and wiped the blood off his hand on the golden clothes of the divine servant.

"Find the next one."

Emperor Gou didn't dare look him in the eye. He stood up in fear and followed him like an honest dog.

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"Another one died!"

The body of the messenger of God was soon discovered.

The death of every messenger of God would cause a huge uproar in the local area.

As the messenger of the Holy Light Temple, his status allows him to walk freely in the second heaven.

Who dares to mess with them?

Are you trying to kill yourself? Aren't you afraid of being wanted by the entire Second Heaven?

But recently, gods' messengers from all over the country have died mysteriously one after another, and the number has risen to a terrifying one hundred and three!

The cause of death was exactly the same: a palm piercing the heart.

The mustard seed bag and treasures on the deceased were not taken away.

The murderer is arrogantly telling everyone that he is not after money, he just wants their lives.

So arrogant and terrifying!

People even gave him the title of "Holy Light Hunter".

For a time, martial law was imposed in the entire Holy Light Temple of the Second Heaven, and everyone was in danger.

The common people used to envy the dignity and respect of the messengers of God.

Every family longs to cultivate a child who can enter the Holy Light Temple and become a messenger of God.

But now?

Twenty days ago, the Holy Light Temple said that it would hold a Holy Light Divine Conference to let the entire Second Heaven witness the miracle of the goddess breathing out the fragrant green tea and white lotus aroma.

The results of it?

It is said that the Goddess is not feeling well, so the Holy Light Conference is cancelled!

Now that the Holy Light Hunters are so arrogant, and the Holy Light Temple has not taken any action, it seems that the temple’s top leaders may have encountered a big problem and are unable to take care of themselves.

The people no longer dared to tell others that they believed in the Goddess of Holy Light, for fear that they would be killed by the Holy Light Hunters lurking in the shadows if they were not careful.

Xuanming covered his face and stood outside the bustling crowd with his companions, looking at the messenger of God lying on the ground in a miserable state of death.

"How's it going? Did you catch up with him?"

"Master, he's too fast. He's moved away. We've lost him again."

Xuanming split open.

Qin Lie! Why is he so hard to catch?

If I can't catch him, how am I going to explain this to that little girl?

The key point is that Qin Lie did not hide his tracks. He killed people everywhere and his killing methods were exactly the same.

But they killed too quickly and left too quickly.

He got the news and rushed over as soon as possible.

There, he disappeared without a trace.

"It's a shame that I couldn't even catch a single terracotta warrior." Xuanming's narcissism suffered a severe blow.

He stamped his foot and said, "Chase! Chase in eight directions!"

He must catch Qin Youyou before she summons him again, otherwise, according to his promise and oath, he will be her younger brother for life.

At this moment, a thought in his mind was stirred.

His face froze.

That's it.

Qin Youyou burned the talisman and was summoning him to project.

Xuanming's face turned pale, as if he had lost his parents.

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Before his eyes, Xuanming's projection slowly solidified into a solid entity.

His expression was unnatural.

"Hey, hello, long time no see. I missed you so much."

Song Liyuan was just about to pay his respects to his idol, the head of Xingji Pavilion, when he saw Xuanming's fawning look and was stunned for a moment.

That's not right. Is this still the confident and boastful Pavilion Master?

Qin Youyou was also surprised.

Something's wrong, something's wrong with this guy.

She has been extremely busy lately, so naturally she didn't know that Xuanming had already started the first round of rescue, but it ended in failure.

But she can reason.

This guy looks guilty, there must be something fishy going on.

"You couldn't save my father?"

Xuanming's fake smile froze.

"how do you know?"

really!

Qin Youyou was worried. Could it be that her father was in danger?

Fortunately, Xuanming said in time:

"Your father is as slippery as a fish. He escaped Luo Xie's control and we couldn't catch him. Now he's frantically hunting down the Holy Light Temple's divine envoys, causing panic in the entire Second Heaven."

Qin Youyou breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good that there's no danger.

Xuan Ming said embarrassedly, "I'll keep my promise last time. If you can't find him, you don't have to tell me your secret. Later on, I will keep looking for him and rescue him for you sooner or later."

Qin Youyou flattered him: "I believe in your character."

Xuanming was a little surprised that she didn't take the opportunity to humiliate or bully him.

But because of this, I have a better impression of Qin Youyou.

"Then why did you summon me down this time?"

Qin Youyou looked at Song Liyuan, who was dumbfounded, and said, "This time, I have a business deal I want to discuss with you."

Song Liyuan shuddered and came back to his senses.

Nodding quickly: "Yes, yes, yes."

Oh my god, is the Pavilion Master so polite to Miss Youyou?

Then his previous guess about Miss Youyou might have been too conservative.

He silently raised Qin Youyou's position in his heart again, to above Pavilion Master Xuanming.