Peiyu secretly used the method of controlling the corpse, Ji Shou stood up straight, his eyes rolled white, and hissing sound came out from his throat.
"Don't worry, I will avenge you." She looked Ji Shou left and right, feeling very satisfied. Fu Shi is about equal to the eighth level of Qi training, plus Hua Niang, and Zhang Ru has the power to fight.
Her eyeballs moved, and she quickly took a few steps to pull out the shedding peacock from the blood mist. The peacock's long tail feathers have been cut off, its tail is bare, and its body is full of scars.
"Peacock demon?" Peiyu poked its wound, the blood scab fell off, and blood seeped out again. The peacock demon shuddered in pain, but did not dare to resist, and looked at her silently with tears in her eyes.
"Xinju, the three of their qi training disciples must have spent a lot of effort and consumed a lot of magic weapons in order to catch you." After Peiyu came to a conclusion, she let go of him and let him go.
Now there should not be much magic weapon left on Zhang Ru's body, and he has a lying corpse and a wandering corpse on his side, and he is sure to win. But since Ji Shou died, Shengrenzhuang must have felt it. They notified the elder sister who was closest to here to come, and it only took about one cup of tea in total.
If you fight recklessly, you will definitely not have enough time.
Peiyu drove the two corpses into the mist, and turned around to find that the peacock had been following her not too far away. This is probably due to the demon's instinct to survive, knowing that she is the master of the blood mist, and fearing the murderous aura on her body.
She pondered for a moment, then stretched out her hand to the peacock, "Be obedient, I will protect you from death."
Without hesitation, the peacock flapped its two featherless wings and landed on her hand.
Zhang Ru was walking in the fog in panic, when he heard unhurried footsteps, he drew his sword out of its sheath, "Who is it!"
The visitor was half-hidden in the blood mist, his face was pale, "Senior Brother Zhang, it's me!"
"Ji, Ji Shou..." Zhang Ru's sword-holding hand trembled a little, "Are you real or fake?"
Ji Shou asked puzzledly: "Senior brother, what are you talking about?" He took a step forward, although his body was still hidden in the blood mist, he could see the blood stains on his clothes and the half of his Confucian shirt was dyed red, "It's me!" !"
Zhang Ru shouted: "Stop, why is there so much blood on your body?"
Ji Shou's eyes were full of tears, "Suishan and I met a corpse puppet on the road, I escaped by chance, but he..."
"Brother, don't believe it! He's a fake!" A young man's clear voice came from behind.
Zhang Ru turned his head in surprise and saw Zhang Suishan standing there with disheveled clothes and a bald peacock in his hand. Zhang Suishan pointed to Ji Shou and said: "He is already dead. The two of us were attacked by an evil cultivator. Brother Ji was unfortunately killed. The evil cultivator also said that he would use him to search for souls."
Zhang Suishan pointed at the peacock, "I can only escape with this beast while Xiexiu is distracted."
Ji Shou sneered, "Just talking nonsense, if you meet evil cultivators, how could your clothes be so clean?"
Zhang Suishan scolded: "You evil cultivator, don't try to confuse me, Brother Zhang!"
Zhang Ru glanced at Zhang Suishan, who was clean and tidy, and moved towards Ji Shou without a trace. After walking a few steps, his pupils constricted.
When he got closer, he found that Ji Shou's face was as pale as snow, and there were two fatal wounds on his chest and lungs—it was him who stabbed him. With a smile on the corner of Ji Shou's mouth, he said sadly, "Brother, why did you kill me?"
Zhang Ru dodged sideways, avoiding Ji Shou's fatal blow, and shouted at Zhang Suishan: "Suishan, this man is really an evil cultivator, come and help!"
The boy put down his peacock and ran over, "Okay! Senior brother, be careful!"
The cultivation base of this evil cultivator... No, this seems to be a dead body!
Zhang Suishan yelled, "Brother Zhang, this is a corpse! Could it be that the evil cultivator killed Brother Ji and turned him into a corpse? How vicious!"
Zhang Ru was in a state of confusion, he also stabbed the two wounds on the corpse, could it be that what he killed at that time was not the evil cultivator, but the real Ji Shou? Could it be that he killed his fellow disciple unintentionally
"Senior brother, be careful!" Zhang Ru came back to his senses, saw Fushi jumping straight at him, with long nails grabbing his face, so he subconsciously dodged sideways, and hit a sharp dagger on his chest.
"You..." He looked at Zhang Suishan in disbelief.
The boy stabbed the dagger a few points deep, and then pulled it out forcefully, blood gushing out like a spring.
Zhang Ru stumbled a few steps, a cold and stiff hand penetrated into his soft belly, stirred it violently a few times, he raised his head feebly, his vision gradually blurred, Ji Shou's cold and pale face was like fog misty.
"Brother... why did you kill me?"
Peiyu sneered and wiped the blood off the dagger, and when she looked up again, Zhang Ru, who was seriously injured, was nowhere to be seen.
She closed her eyes to sense, and found that Zhang Ru appeared several miles away in just this moment, but he was in a daze at this moment, walking precariously into the depths of the blood mist.
What kind of magic weapon is this
Peiyu asked Ji Shou to carry her on his back, and quickly chased in the direction of Zhangru.
The corpse was tireless, and Zhang Ru had already been seriously injured. It didn't take long for her to find the young man who had lost too much blood and passed out.
Zhang Ru fell to the ground, and a deep red fainted from the place where he was lying.
Peiyu didn't rush forward, and asked Ji Shou to stab Zhang Ru in the chest with a dagger, and waited for a while to confirm that he was dead before approaching and searching him carefully.
Zhang Ru's right hand clenched tightly, as if he was holding something.
Peiyu asked Ji Shou to pry it open, and when she saw the object, she frowned slightly, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.
This thing is like a mirror, but it has a jade-like texture when you touch it. When your finger touches the mirror, faint ripples spread from it, like water waves.
Did Zhang Ru use this lens to teleport so far just now? Then presumably its use is limited, so he only chooses to use it once in a life-and-death situation.
Holding the lens in her hand, Peiyu was a little thankful that she did not choose to directly assassinate Zhang Ru with the dead body, otherwise, according to the function of this magic weapon, he must be able to escape before being fatally injured.
A cold wind suddenly came from behind.
Peiyu's heart tightened, she didn't turn her head to look back, she carried the peacock and ran straight into the depths of the blood mist, "Ji Shou! Hua Niang!"
The two corpses rushed straight towards the person behind them, but this could only stop the instant effort.
The one who came must be the senior sister who has successfully established the foundation.
Peiyu knew that person, and also the arrow in her hand.
Just as the saber in her hand in her previous life was no more than a low-grade magic weapon, the bow and arrow that that person used to was only of the middle grade.
But because of the extraordinaryness of its owner, the two mediocre weapons also became famous, and they were called together—Feixue left behind, Brilliant Knife Unparalleled.
Jiyue, the elder sister of Saint Zhuang... her former best friend.
Peiyu clenched her hands unconsciously, the lens cut through her skin, and a little bit of blood seeped into the mirror.
There was a blur in front of her eyes, and she felt that the blood on her body was continuously being absorbed by the mirror, but at the same time, the sound of the wind behind her also disappeared.
In the blood mist, the girl in red stood tall with a bow and arrow in her hand. One corpse was nailed to a tree by her arrow, and the other corpse's claws were hooked and rushed towards her.
The corpse kept a slanted range, and the girl was also raising an arrow to shoot.
Everything seemed to stand still.
The effect of this magic weapon is actually...
Enduring the dizziness caused by blood loss, Peiyu reached out and touched an ant that was lying motionless on the ground. After her fingertips approached, the ant suddenly started to move without thinking as usual.
Sure enough, this magic weapon can stop time, but within a certain range from the user, the time will return to normal.
This is why Zhang Ru couldn't take the opportunity to kill her. Because as long as he gets close, he will wake up.
She found Lao Tzu in the shortest time, and then drove it quickly out of the blood fog. The little ox seemed to be in touch with her, the fur on its body stood up, and it rushed fast, surpassing the famous horse Baoju, not long after, they came to the outside of the small town.
Peiyu had left the hairless peacock behind after the bleeding fog. When she reached her destination, she let go of her glasses, took off her ghost mask, and returned to her original appearance as a harmless child.
She silently dispersed the blood mist, then straightened her skirt, and walked slowly into the small town.