Outside the fantasy world, Tianxian's mansion.
The young man in a white robe leaned lazily under the banyan tree in the courtyard, and the gap between the leaves divided the sunlight into little shadows, like ten thousand golden flowers falling on his handsome side.
The bronze-yellow profound mirror was suspended in mid-air, reflecting the scene inside the Buddha Pagoda. I don't know what to see, Tian Xianzi raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise.
"Senior brother!"
There was a loud male voice in front of the court, and the cold sword chirped the branches, and even the air was stagnant for a moment: "Draw the sword!"
"Don't, don't, don't." Tian Xianzi was reluctant to look away from the mysterious mirror, raised his hand and waved away the sword light that swept in, "I'm watching the training of the little apprentices, let's fight another day."
The person who came was one of the six elders of the Xuanxu faction, his own senior brother Zhenxiao Jianzun.
Except for being poor and addicted to swords, Tianxianzi has nothing like Jianxiu.
What should a swordsman look like? Just like a sword, sharp like a sword, and awe-inspiring like a sword, when encountering people and things that are not pleasing to the eye, he will fight, and never say nonsense. Like him, with a small mouth all day long, he is proficient in eating, drinking and gambling, and is best at playing tricks.
Zhenxiao is different.
He is the most traditional type of sword cultivator. He holds the sword all the time without saying anything. He also inherits the fine tradition of the sword sect that he will start work whenever there is a disagreement. The mantra is: draw the sword.
The strong love to compete with the strong, so Zhen Xiao's biggest hobby is to come here to find Tian Xianzi to draw a sword and compete - the kind that spends money.
He got the pleasure, the junior and the younger brother got the money, and it was not a loss.
"Experience?"
Zhen Xiao snorted coldly and stood beside him with his sword in his arms: "Zhaixing Pavilion, a land of ants, also needs your attention?"
Tian Xianzi smiled: "No, no, this time, the Star Picking Pavilion is different from usual."
The wind was like a sword, cutting through the shadow of a tree.
Zhen Xiao hesitated for a while, then frowned, "Could it be—"
Jian Zun's bottomless pupils moved down slightly, and finally landed on the brass profound mirror: "Your disciples are not in the Golden Core stage, right? If you bump into such a big monster, I'm afraid it will be more fortunate than fortunate."
"Not necessarily."
The young man in white robe leaned over and lowered his eyes, his fingertips slid across the mirror, causing a clear ripple, which happened to ripple on the majestic face of the girl in the purple dress: "That monster is certainly dangerous, my little apprentice... also has unexpected actions. "
On the picture is the main entrance of Zhaixing Pavilion, the cars are like flowing water and horses are like dragons, and the flamboyant girl smiles wildly, just like a rambunctious playboy.
Zhen Xiao said in a low voice, "I remember that the man who did evil in front of the door was a man. When did the Buddha Pagoda change him into a girl? To hug each other like this, the group of people who designed the illusion is really unpleasant."
Tian Xianzi smiled, not ashamed but proud: "This is my apprentice, I didn't expect it!"
A crack finally appeared on Jian Zun's face that had been light and breezy for many years.
Why is your apprentice more extreme than the original villain? And she is definitely robbing, right? Even the man in yellow robe can't stand it anymore!
Are young people playing so much now
"Zhaixing Pavilion likes the flesh and blood of the righteous people the most. In this way, the group of banshees are afraid that they will dislike her so much that they will not pay more attention to her. It is interesting and interesting! As expected of my apprentice!"
Tian Xianzi grinned and took a sip of tea: "Maybe Ning Ning has found something wrong, what do you think she will do next?"
Zhenxiao Jianzun: I don't care, I don't want to watch it, it has nothing to do with him.
Zhen Xiao: "I'll accompany you to read it, wait for them to come out, and go to the peak to compare swords."
Tian Xianzi's eyes flickered: "Senior brother, I feel very tired today, I'm afraid—"
"Ten thousand spirit stones."
"Okay! Don't be afraid of being smashed to pieces, I want to be in the world for my brother!"
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"Please take a seat, girl."
Following the yellow-shirted woman upstairs, Ning Ning came to the private room in the Xingxing Pavilion.
After she hugged her from left to right, she was reminded by the steward's mother that only one girl could be selected every night in the building.
Ning Ning responded vaguely, thinking quietly in her heart, I'm afraid this "broken relationship" is true, but "jealousy" is false.
-Two monsters fighting for a piece of human flesh, can they avoid conflicts
The woman who took her upstairs was named Chaoyan, wearing a long skirt of light yellow gauze, and walking with the beauty of the water town, Wu Nong softly speaking, Chu waist and temples, and Yangliu Gongmei. When walking, Lingman hangs slightly, outlines the slender waist that Yingying can't hold.
Ning Ning thought very out of time, if she was a man, she must be in this fantasy every day. There are so many stunning beauties for you to choose, and you don't have to spend money. Wow, it's a fairyland on earth.
It's a pity that when you take off the mask on their faces, it becomes a ghost story.
The behind-the-scenes boss, Mrs. White Bone, is the master of Zhaixing Pavilion and lives on the top floor of the pavilion.
She and the banshees under her command feed on the flesh and blood of human beings, so as to improve their cultivation. Because their appearance is very different from that of human beings, they all wear human skin masks. Only when they open their bloody mouths to eat, will they reveal the true face of Mount Lushan. .
But Mrs. White Bone would not have thought that the banshees she thought she was controlling had actually changed their owners long ago—
Their real master is named "Ghost Mother of Yin Mountain", who hides in the dark passage at the bottom of the attic and possesses unmatched power. Due to being seriously injured by the elders of Jianzong, he had to come here to absorb Yuanyang and recuperate.
That monster needs a steady stream of flesh and blood in the Xingxing Pavilion, but he knows that he is seriously injured. So after thinking about it, I came up with a plan.
As a ghost mother, she naturally possesses the power to control living beings, and can turn mediocre people and demons into puppets at the mercy of her.
She couldn't fight head-to-head with Lady White Bones, but she was more than enough to deal with the little demons. Within half a month, most of the demon girls in the Xingxing Pavilion had become puppets, and she had taken up most of the Yuanyang they had gained.
Mrs. White Bone only thinks that the human spiritual power is low, and she never imagined that she would actually make a wedding dress for others.
According to the narration in the original text, after everyone beat Madam White Bone, they heard a roar from the ground, and Zhaixing Pavilion collapsed in response.
The ghost mother of Yinshan Mountain, who woke up from her deep sleep, broke out of the ground. After absorbing many yen, she has regained her full strength.
She was fierce and fierce, but the crowd struggled to resist but were defeated, and the original owner was even seriously injured and sent out of the illusion. In the end, it was Pei Ji who broke out the surging sword qi hidden in his body, and tried his best to defeat him.
You can't act righteous and dignified, or you will be treated as delicious Tang monk meat by the banshees.
You can't kill the banshees directly. If it happens to be one of the puppets, the ghost mother of Shanyin will be aware of it.
Not to mention the two monsters. Pei Ji and Xiao Bailong both have the protagonist's halo body protection. If something goes wrong, she will definitely be the one who will be the first to twist her hair.
Life is not easy, Ning Ning sighed. She just wants to be a vicious female supporting role in peace, why is it so difficult.
Sanin ghost mother, what should I do with you naughty little goblin.
"What is the girl thinking?"
Chaoyan poured her a cup of tea and laughed softly: "Do you think Chaoyan is boring?"
Ning Ning's eyes were blank: "Yes."
The woman in the yellow dress beside her twitched her mouth, and soon changed to a smiley face: "Chaoyan is devoted to the girl, but the girl only thinks about the sisters who didn't come, which is really sad."
"Since I chose Miss Chaoyan to enter the room, then I must like you."
Ning Ning was still thinking about how to deal with the ghost mother, and talked trash to her in a perfunctory manner. The woman in the yellow dress beside her smiled when she heard the words, but in the next instant, the smile suddenly solidified.
I just listened to the faceless and skinless sloppy boy with the same expression: "But I like you, and there is no conflict with liking those sisters! I am a cultivator, pursuing the great love in my heart, you and my sisters are all things in the world. One of a kind, I like all of you, isn't it right?"
Tian Xianzi next to the Xuanjing almost spit out a sip of tea, and listened to her continue: "I like you, it is selflessness, it is the Dao. In this case, why can't my sisters love me selflessly in return?"
The woman in the yellow dress had a distorted face and forced a smile: "My love for the girl is indeed not selfish."
"Liar."
Ning Ning glanced at her, spoke without pause, and said in one go: "Since you like me, you have to find a way to make me happy. If I can't be with other sisters, I won't be happy - isn't this contradicting your words? "Sister, it seems that you still don't understand the great love of our swordsmen."
As soon as these words came out, even Chaoyan, who believed that she was a devil, was completely stunned.
Want a face, ah? Want a face? What kind of love is this? To put your feet on a few boats so fresh and refined... What are you sword cultivators? !
Chaoyan was unable to refute what she said, and her anger rose from her heart.
Although this little girl calls herself "Jian Xiu", she should not be such a tough and ruthless character based on her weak body and condescending personality.
She made up her mind and was about to start, when she suddenly heard Ning Ning say, "I'll tell you a secret."
Said the girl took a step closer to her, lowered her voice and whispered: "I am a disciple of the Xuanxu Sword Sect, and I have long seen that you are a monster."
In fact, Ning Ning didn't want to reveal her identity directly.
This woman is obviously going to shoot at her. If she stuns or kills her at this time, she will definitely be noticed by the ghost mother.
But she hadn't thought of a way to solve the monster, so she could only use it to delay time.
What's more, she needs more information, and she must get it from this banshee.
Chaoyan was stunned for a very short time.
Then he simply stopped pretending, and said in a hoarse voice: "You are talking nonsense! The Xuanxu Sword Sect are all sword cultivators, how could she be such a little girl!"
Ning Ning squeezed the tactic with one hand, and effortlessly opened the Gangfeng she stabbed: "Nonsense? My strength is far better than you, so there is no need to lie and waste time."
She has a deep spiritual energy, and her cultivation is indeed much higher than hers.
Chaoyan was easily blocked from attacking, knowing that she was not the girl's opponent, but there was no one else here, so she couldn't ask her companions for help.
When the demon falls into Jianxiu's hands, he must be cornered. She gritted her teeth secretly, thinking of a way in her heart.
The little girl seemed to be inexperienced in the world, and her human-skin mask was so weak that if she made up a lie, claiming that she was coerced by Mrs. White Bone—
Unexpectedly, just as this thought flashed through her mind, Ning Ning next to her sighed: "This time I came to Zhaixing Pavilion to eradicate the big demon that cannibalize blood essence. Sister, I think you are weak, Kind-hearted, must be forced by that monster, right?"
Chaoyan: ...
Wait, how did her lines get robbed
After being stunned for a while, the banshee sneered in her heart.
This idiot must have seen her beautiful beauty and pitiful appearance, and he actually made up the story of the weak girl being forced into his own brain, which is really ignorant.
Just in her arms.
So Chaoyan responded without hesitation: "Exactly! That Mrs. White Bone forced us to come and receive us, or else she would kill us all, and I was forced to do nothing."
Ning Ning really showed a very happy expression.
Hmph, this stinky swordsman thinks he can see through the tricks in the building, so he is happy to look like this.
She thought she was on the second floor, but she didn't know that Chaoyan had surpassed her and had reached the third floor.
Ning Ning nodded solemnly: "What's going on in this building, can you tell me the girl?"
"We were originally demons in the mountains. We were coerced by Madam White Bone to come here to absorb the spiritual energy and blood of mortals."
Chaoyan said: "The faces of the girls in the building are all beautiful human skins, in order to deceive the guests."
As expected of a naive young disciple, there was a bit of fear in the girl's eyes: "Is the mask made directly from the human face?"
"Human faces are formed by spiritual power, not human flesh. If there are beautiful female guests, we will also make faces exactly like them for future use."
In order to comfort the frightened little girl and show her kindness and thoughtfulness, she moved her fingertips and gave birth to a mask identical to Ning Ning's out of thin air: "It's like this."
"That's it!"
Ning Ning took it carefully, the horror in Xing's eyes was no longer, and the smile deepened: "I thought of it."
Chaoyan was curious: "What did you think of?"
The girl in the purple skirt curved her brows and eyes, and her voice was soft and soft, but the words that came out of her lips made her back chill: "I think... how should this building be leveled."
She raised the corners of her mouth when she finished speaking, her voice sweet as honey: "Goodbye, sister."
A sharp sword light flashed past, piercing the ambiguous night.
At the moment when the star-marked sword pierced into the body, the banshee cursed in her heart.
She took Ningning as an idiot, but she didn't expect people to have a premeditated plan and regarded her as a tool for obtaining information.
Her dark heart, after all, was wrongly paid.
Who would have thought that she thought she thought of the third floor, and that idiot was actually on the fifth floor.