Su Zishuang was filled with joy. This time she had achieved a great victory. Not only did she obtain the treasure and save Han Qingqing, but she also planted a thorn in the hearts of Han Qingqing and Yu Qingcheng.
Although the thorns buried now are still very young, as time goes by, they may grow into towering trees at the right time.
If Han Qingqing restrains Nangong Yanxi within the Kunlun Sect, Su Zishuang's pressure will be greatly reduced.
Of course, the more ideal thing is for Yu Qingcheng and Nangong Yanxi to turn against each other, but from the current point of view, that is still an ideal after all, and it is not easy to achieve the goal.
However, Su Zishuang is not someone who gives up easily, she will continue to persevere.
After Su Zishuang entered the inn where she lived, she checked out the guest room and immediately left the place where she lived while it was getting dark.
According to normal circumstances, Nangong Yanxi and others are unlikely to find traces of her.
Su Zishuang left no obvious traces along the way. Only a person who is very proficient in the art of celestial calculations would be able to spy out her whereabouts.
But Su Zishuang is habitually cautious. If she is not careful, it may not be impossible for her to capsize in the gutter.
Su Zishuang took advantage of the red clouds on the horizon to leave the inn and head out of the city. Naturally, she could not use the Xuantian Lion Beast as a mount in the city. Instead, she hired a carriage to go to the other side of the capital, that is, to the south. Run for the exit.
After leaving the capital through the southern exit, Su Zishuang quit the carriage and quickly ran to a desolate countryside, releasing the Xuantian Lion Beast. She slapped the Xuantian Lion Beast on its back, and the Xuantian Lion Beast's eyes glowed red, and it started running wildly.
The journey back to the Huanxi Sect from the North City Gate is relatively short, but from the South City Gate you need to make a large circle, and it will take five or six days to return to the Sect smoothly.
But Su Zishuang is willing to spend more time, and she will use any method that helps hide her whereabouts.
In fact, Su Zishuang's method is really useful.
On the mass grave, after careful observation, Yu Qingcheng discovered the shallow footprints made by the Xuantian Lion Beast, and through the trace of aura released by the Xuantian Lion Beast, Yu Qingcheng, Nangong Yanxi and Han Qingqing pursued them all the way.
After chasing him into the capital, all the clues were interrupted.
"Yan Xi, are we still chasing?" Yu Qingcheng frowned slightly. At this time, he was no longer willing to continue the chase.
Nangong Yanxi shook her head: "Forget it, that woman is too cunning. Entering the capital now is like a mud cow entering the sea. There are no more clues. Let's leave through the north gate and return to the sect."
A pure smile appeared on Han Qingqing's face: "Okay, let's go back to the sect now, and I'll call Xiao Jin out."
The golden-eyed eagle is a spiritual beast raised by Han Qingqing. It can usually be hidden in the spiritual beast bag on Han Qingqing's waist.
But the spirit beast bag is very boring, so generally spirit beasts are not willing to stay in the spirit beast bag for a long time, unless there are special circumstances.
The golden-eyed eagle left the spirit beast bag, unfolded its figure, turned into a golden light, and led everyone into the sky, flying towards the direction of the Kunlun Sect.
Su Zishuang was currently sitting cross-legged on the back of the Xuantian Lion Beast, heading towards the distance against the morning glow.
The Xuantian Lion Beast is very fast, many times faster than Su Zishuang walking by herself, but it also consumes a lot of spirit stones. This run can't be completed without more than a dozen spirit stones.
Su Zishuang's eyes were half-opened and half-closed. She seemed to be sitting upright, but she was actually taking a nap.
This battle of wits and courage took a lot of energy out of Su Zishuang, and now she couldn't help but feel a little tired.
The Xuantian Lion Beast ran according to the established route, and soon it was dozens of miles away from the capital.
Suddenly, Su Zishuang felt a strong evil aura coming from a distance.
Su Zishuang suddenly woke up and immediately reached out her palm to pat Xuantian Lion Beast's back lightly.
Xuantian Lion Beast slowed down and then stopped.
Su Zishuang jumped up and stood on the back of Xuantian Lion Beast. She could see a mass of black energy rising into the sky in the distance.
If ordinary people saw it, they would most likely think there was a fire there, so the black smoke was rising.
But in the eyes of an immortal cultivator like Su Zishuang, the black air is not the black smoke caused by a fire at all, but a ghostly air!
The so-called ghost energy is a kind of power carried by ghosts. There are many dark places with strong ghost energy, but they are usually in dangerous and extremely dangerous places. But in Su Zishuang's eyes, it was clearly just the location of a village.
Su Zishuang's heart trembled. Could something have happened
"Go see what's going on."
Su Zishuang wanted to avoid it, but it didn't hurt to take a look from a distance.
He urged the Xuantian Lion Beast to run forward at an extremely fast speed until he reached a thatched field.
Su Zishuang raised her palm, and the Xuantian Lion Beast shrank rapidly, and finally turned into a palm-sized puppet beast, which she put into the Universe Bag.
The Xuantian Lion Beast's target was too big and easy to be discovered, so Su Zishuang put the Xuantian Lion Beast away to see what happened.
She lurked quietly and just arrived at the entrance of the village, Su Zishuang smelled a strong smell of blood. Her pupils suddenly dilated and her heart trembled.
A small square at the entrance of the village ahead was filled with corpses, old people, children, men, and women. Every corpse died with its eyes open.
It would be fine if they were killed by a knife, but those corpses were twisted and deformed. The woman's lower body was open and bloody, and it was horrible to look at. The man's lower body was also bloody and his head exploded.
Everyone's expressions before death were frozen, that kind of extreme panic, fear, fear, anger, pleading, hatred... No matter what kind of emotion they were, there was no way to change the miserable fate of death.
Su Zishuang suddenly felt her stomach churn, feeling particularly uncomfortable.
After coming to this world, Su Zishuang has not seen dead people before, but this is the first time she has seen such horrific and miserable deaths.
More importantly, these people are mortal!
Su Zishuang glanced at it and roughly judged that there were more than two hundred corpses here, and it should be that a small village had been massacred.
Moreover, these corpses were placed in a very weird posture, which reminded them of the evil rituals performed by monks who practiced magic and ghost techniques.
A trace of black air hovered over the corpse, centered in the middle, spiraling towards the sky.
Sure enough, there was a man in black robe sitting cross-legged in the middle. His whole body was covered in black robe, only a pair of green eyes were exposed, full of evil and cruelty.
As the man in black robe breathed in and out, the black air rushed into one of his nostrils and out of the other nostril.
Su Zishuang's heart became clear. No need to guess, the man in black robe must be practicing an evil spell, which requires the help of the ghost energy of fresh death. This ghost energy is mixed with extremely strong resentment.
Therefore, killing is not the goal, it is just a means!
The real purpose is to make everyone die at the moment when their emotions are high, whether it is anger, fear, pleading... It doesn't matter what the emotion is, but there must be resentment in it.
Su Zishuang lay dormant quietly, not moving.
In her perception, the man in black robe is very powerful, at least in the early stage of foundation building. With her current strength, she is far behind and has no chance of winning.
Therefore, even though she felt sympathy for the mortals who died, it was impossible for Su Zishuang to go to the man in black robe and risk her life.
Therefore, Su Zishuang could only try her best to restrain her aura to avoid being discovered by the man in black robe.
Su Zishuang has already recalled the contents of the book in her mind. Of course, the book is a story with Nangong Yanxi as the protagonist after all. It is impossible to write everything that happens in this world. In this case, there are some things that cannot be written. It is normal for things to happen that we know from books.
Su Zishuang recalled it for a while and seemed to be familiar with it, but she couldn't find the reason.
After thinking for a while but unable to come up with a result, Su Zishuang gave up and continued thinking.
The man in black robe swallowed for a while, and the black air above the corpse became less and less, and finally he sucked it all in.
"Quack, it's not bad to eat some snacks if you're hungry." The man in black robe made a strange and incomprehensible sound, like the sound of bones rubbing together.
Then, a white bone sword appeared under his feet, and turned into a black energy that rose into the sky and fled into the distance.
"Killing so many people just for snacks?" Su Zishuang really felt the evil of the man in black robe.
In order to practice magic, the black-robed monk did not take life seriously at all. In his eyes, these mortals might not even be as good as pigs or dogs.
"Boom..."
At this moment, a very slight sound came from nearby.
With a thought in Su Zishuang's mind, she stepped on the ground with her boots, and her body suddenly bounced up, like a master of Qinggong, with phantoms of lotus flowers appearing under her feet.
When Su Zishuang arrived at the place where the sound was, she saw a ragged little boy huddled in the grass, shivering.
The little boy's teeth clenched together. This was a state of extreme grief, anger and fear.
When he saw Su Zishuang's appearance and a similarly dressed girl in black robe appearing in front, the little boy's eyes became even more frightened.
But under the extreme fear, the little boy felt courage coming out of nowhere. With a press of his palm, he actually stood up from the ground.
"You... you devil... kill me... otherwise, I won't let you go! One day... I will kill you devils!"
The little boy's face turned red and he spoke intermittently, but there was unimaginable determination inside.
Su Zishuang couldn't help but be stunned. This little boy looked about eleven or twelve years old. Although his small face was still very childish, he was already very heroic. A pair of sword eyebrows flew into the temples, a straight nose bridge, and thin lips were tight. He pursed his lips, his bright eyes filled with resentment!
"You are mistaken, I am not an accomplice of that devil." Su Zishuang shook her head slightly, but did not move forward to avoid overstimulating the boy. (To be continued.