However, this moment of tranquility did not last long and was interrupted by something.
"Hiss—" Jun Xiaomo took a breath of cold air. She only felt a slight pain in her fingertips. She looked at it under the candlelight and saw a drop of bright red blood slowly seeping out from the tip of her index finger.
"Why are you injured?" Ye Xiuwen frowned slightly, unable to remember what "Yao Mo" touched.
Jun Xiaomo put his index finger in his mouth and held it for a while. The blood on his index finger disappeared and no more blood seeped out.
"Brother Ye, don't worry, this is not an injury." Jun Xiaomo explained with a smile, supported his chin and tapped on his cheek, "Do you still remember the humanoid puppet I put on the bed this afternoon? I used a drop of Blood, a piece of talisman, and an initial puppet formation were used to bring it out. Now it must have been destroyed, so this drop of blood returned to my body."
Ye Xiuwen didn't know much about puppets. After listening to Jun Xiaomo's words, he raised his eyebrows in interest.
"I didn't expect you, little brother Yao, to know a lot."
Puppet, strictly speaking, is an existence that neither belongs to formation nor to talismans, but its production requires the use of formations and talismans at the same time, so it is a more complicated one than formations and talismans. Partial knowledge.
In fact, few well-known and upright people would learn how to make puppets, because in most people's minds, puppets are something that only demon cultivators like to make - some demon cultivators will tamper with the dead. Create a kind of advanced puppet called "living dead". This kind of puppet has no thinking and no sense of pain. It only obeys the instructions of the maker. It is a very terrifying existence.
Therefore, most people who consider themselves "well-established" people disdain to learn about puppets.
Although Ye Xiuwen didn't know the specific method of making puppets, he had no prejudice against such things. Everything had two sides, and knowledge did not differentiate between good and evil. It just depended on what the user used it for. Like the one made by "Yao Mo" today, it was not made of dead people, and the ultimate purpose was just for self-protection.
Jun Xiaomo noticed that there was no look of "disgust" in Ye Xiuwen's eyes, and he curved his lips happily, then raised his chin and said, "Of course, no matter who wants to come over to find trouble with me tonight. Who, he underestimated me and doomed his tragedy tonight, hum! Don’t think that my puppet was put there for display, there is a price to pay for destroying it.”
A smile flashed in Ye Xiuwen's eyes, and he discovered again that this young boy was really similar to his junior sister - when he was proud, he would raise his chin, like a proud little peacock.
However, this kind of pride is not annoying, but is more cute and unpretentious.
"Okay, awesome little brother Yao, it's getting late. Should you consider taking a shower and going to bed? You have to get up early tomorrow." Ye Xiuwen rubbed Jun Xiaomo's head and asked jokingly .
"Pfft... cough cough..." Jun Xiaomo almost spit out the tea.
Well, she was so proud just now that she forgot about the tangled things.
—Should she make the floor tonight, or should she just sit there
In the end, it turned out that she still had only one choice, which was to "sleep in the same bed" with Ye Xiuwen...
On the other side, just as Jun Xiaomo expected, Ke Xinwen, who was sucked into the room, saw the figure behind the bed curtain and thought it was "Yao Mo". He immediately used the "Wind Blade Technique" and headed towards "Yao Mo". "Cut it over!"
Wind Blade Technique is one of the basic techniques practiced by Wind Spirit Root monks. Even though it is not well-known, it is not an easy task to practice well. The number of wind blades, the speed of the wind blades, and the sharpness of the wind blades The degree, as well as the monk's training level and attack accuracy, all determine the power that this technique can ultimately display.
Ke Xinwen's control of the wind blade technique is actually not very precise, but he likes to throw out a large number of wind blades at once. When the dense wind blades fly towards "Yao Mo", Ke Xinwen twists and turns. He laughed heartily, he felt that "Yao Mo" would definitely die this time!
He waited for the scream of "Yao Mo" when he was torn apart by the wind blade. In the end, he only waited for a huge roar - "Bang!"
The naked humanoid puppet exploded the moment it was torn apart by the wind blade.
The strong impact directly sent Ke Xinwen flying backwards, and hit the door panel behind him so hard that his internal organs seemed to have been displaced. Before Ke Xinwen could recover, ten words The sharp wind needle shot straight at him again, accurately inserting into his chest.
"Cough... cough..." Ke Xinwen covered his chest, feeling as if his breathing was being strangled, and every breath would cause severe pain.
Three of these ten wind needles hit the meridians near Ke Xinwen's Dantian, directly blocking the flow of spiritual energy in his body. If he failed to resolve these three wind needles, he would be at the mercy of others. situation.
Ke Xinwen hurriedly took out the elixir from the storage ring, stuffed it hastily into his mouth, and swallowed it hard.
Shu Ling Dan is generally used to clear meridians that are blocked by blood stasis due to poisoning. Its price is not cheap. There are only three pills in Ke Xinwen's storage ring, but Ke Xinwen can't take care of so many. A series of The incident gave him an unpleasant premonition.
After swallowing the Shu Ling Dan, Ke Xinwen's chest pain soon disappeared. He stood up holding on to the door panel and looked at the woman fiercely——
Yao, Mo! He will not destroy this boy tonight, he swears that he will not be a human being!
Ke Xinwen is a bad-tempered person, or a very short-tempered one. He thought it would be an easy thing to kill Yao Mo tonight, but who knows that since he approached this room, he has not encountered one Something that goes your way.
Let alone killing Yao Mo, he didn't even touch the corner of the opponent's clothes.
If the person who came was Qin Lingyu, he would definitely leave sensibly now, leaving the green hills behind and not having to worry about running out of firewood. These traps are clearly a series of traps set by "Yao Mo", the formation master, and they will continue to be here. If you stay here, you will only encounter more uncontrollable things.
But Ke Xinwen is not Qin Lingyu. He has long lost his reason when he is so angry. Now he just wants to catch "Yao Mo" and then tear him apart piece by piece!
What about "Yao Mo"? Ke Xinwen was stunned and found that the place was empty, with no one at all.
"Okay, so you are hiding!" Ke Xinwen sneered, "There are still a few more days, I don't believe you can hide for one night!"
Ke Xinwen has never thought that "Yao Mo" is not in this room at all - she is enjoying tea and chatting leisurely with her dear senior brother. By the way, she squints her eyes and imagines that Ke Xinwen is unlucky now. look.
Ke Xinwen took out a huge knife from the storage ring, walked to the closet, and slashed it hard. The wooden cabinet was split in half with a knife, and there was nothing inside.
Ke Xinwen thought "Yao Mo" would be hiding in the closet, so he chopped it with a knife, but there was nothing in the closet.
"Oh, very good, then let me see if you are hiding under the bed!" Ke Xinwen walked toward the bed with a ferocious look on his face, and struck several wind blades under the bed. What happened? None of it happened.
However, Ke Xinwen found a small note in the hospital. This small note must have been soaked in something special and emitted a faint fluorescence. It read: Dear night visitor, you are Aren't you just frustrated because you can't find me? Haven't you heard of a talisman called an "invisibility talisman"? What I love most is the way you hate me and can’t kill me, smiling face.
The anger in Ke Xinwen's chest suddenly surged higher. He sneered, crumpled the small note into a ball, and threw it to the ground.
"Yao, Mo, do you think I can't deal with you since you're invisible? Hahahahaha..."
Ke Xinwen quickly swallowed a spirit-gathering pill, which could fully double his attack power in a short period of time. Ke Xinwen slowly accumulated strength, and the aura on his body suddenly rose sharply. With him as the center of the circle, a very obvious low-pressure zone was formed, and the air in the room was also divided into countless densely packed small wind blades, surrounding Ke Xinwen The text spun faster and faster.
This is the most powerful large-scale group attack spell that a twelfth-level Qi Linggen monk can use, the "Gust Wind Technique". Now Jun Xiaomo's room is like a level 12 hurricane, and there are countless small wind knives in the wind that can cut into pieces of human bones. Undoubtedly, if there is a person with too low cultivation standing here, , it will definitely be cut into minced meat, not even the bones will be left.
"Suffer death!" Ke Xinwen roared angrily, and the surrounding hurricane burst suddenly, and all the furnishings in the room instantly turned into powder.
-The ultimate move of Guangfeng Jue was actually used by Ke Xinwen to deal with a little formation master who was at the first level of Qi training.
"Hehehe..." Ke Xinwen stood there with all his strength, looking around the room that he had completely destroyed.
The Wild Wind Technique is a move that consumes a lot of spiritual energy, especially for monks like Ke Xinwen who have not yet reached the foundation building stage. Generally speaking, unless it is a critical moment, monks who practice Qi to the twelfth level rarely Will use this ultimate move.
Jun Xiaomo actually forced Ke Xinwen to use his ultimate move, which shows how angry she made Ke Xinwen.
Ke Xinwen smiled, and the expression on his face gradually stiffened - he did not smell the expected smell of blood.
Logically speaking, even if "Yao Mo" used the invisibility charm, there would be a strong smell of blood left after Ke Xinwen killed him. However, apart from the smell of sawdust, there was no smell at all in the air. The slightest smell of blood.
"What's going on!" Ke Xinwen's eyes popped out, completely unable to accept the result that even this could not kill "Yao Mo".
At this moment, Ke Xinwen discovered that there was some light in the room where the table used to be. He walked over and saw a corner of the note exposed among the sawdust - it was another note.
A chill suddenly ran down Ke Xinwen's back, and he suddenly felt that he might have fallen into "Yao Mo's" trap early on.
Who is this "Yao Mo"? Why can he calculate every step? Perhaps, it was a wrong decision for him to come here to kill "Yao Mo" today...
But Ke Xinwen was really unwilling to go back in such a mess. He hesitated for a while before leaning down and pulling out the note from among the sawdust.
The note seemed to be stuck somewhere, so Ke Xinwen used a little force to tear it off.
Ke Xinwen wanted to see if "Yao Mo" had just written this note or if he had put it here early in the morning. After all, when he just walked in, he didn't see a note on the table.
Is "Yao Mo" not dead yet and still in this room? The more Ke Xinwen thought about it, the more chills ran down his spine. He even wondered if "Yao Mo" was much higher than what he said. Otherwise, why could he still survive the attack of Guangfeng Jue
"Do you think I'm not dead?" The content displayed on the note is still the tone that makes people itch with hatred, "I don't want to hurt you, but I am indeed not dead yet (smiling face). By the way, this A piece of paper is stuck under the table, connected to a formation. If you tear this piece of paper off, congratulations, you have activated the formation. Enjoy this last carnival. This is my gift. It’s a ‘big gift’ for you, you’re welcome.”
"Wha... what?!" After reading the entire note, Ke Xinwen discovered that a faint blue formation aperture appeared on the ground under his feet. This aperture was so huge that it almost surrounded the entire room.
The blue light became stronger and stronger, but Ke Xinwen's feet seemed to be stuck, unable to move an inch. Vaguely, in the halo, a black shadow seemed to condense, and the shape of the shadow became clearer and clearer...
And when Ke Xinwen saw clearly the appearance of the "person" walking towards him, fear almost overflowed from his pupils!
"Ahhhh-"
A shrill and frightened cry echoed in the deathly silent room.
Outside the room, there was still a quiet street scene, and the night was getting darker.