“Bang!”
The wooden sign in his hand slipped to the ground.
The headless corpse froze in place.
Blood spurted out from the broken neck like a fountain, making a sizzling sound. In the silent woods, the sound was particularly clear.
“Whoosh—”
The man opposite hurriedly dropped the hoe in his hand, jumped out like an arrow, and fled in horror!
At the same time, he shouted at the foot of the mountain with a horrified look on his face: "Uncle! Enemy attack—"
A black shadow that was invisible to the naked eye followed behind him silently like the wind. In the halo, a paper-thin ink-black flying sword was trembling slightly as it gathered power.
Warriors are not ordinary people.
Whether it is the powerful qi and blood or the breath, they can automatically repel and block ghosts and the things they use.
Moreover, their skin, flesh and bones have been tempered to be as tough as iron.
Luo Qingzhou had just learned how to control the flying sword tonight, so he had to input his maximum soul power and get at least two meters away to ensure a fatal blow!
In the woods at the foot of the mountain.
The three members of the Song family were discussing something in a low voice when they suddenly heard shouting from the mountainside. Their faces changed immediately and they all rushed up the mountain.
One of them was a middle-aged man in a gray robe, named Song Yan. He was the cousin of Song Fu, the head of the Song family. He was also the most powerful warrior among the current survivors of the Song family, having reached the middle stage of martial artist.
He was the fastest and in the blink of an eye, he had reached the mountainside.
In the dark night, his vision was still clear.
He saw his nephew running down the mountain and saw the look of fear on his face.
When he was about to shout, Tong Kong suddenly shrank!
His nephew, who was running fast and was about to meet him, suddenly fell forward for some unknown reason and fell on the steep steps with a "bang".
Then, he rolled down.
It landed right under his feet as he braked suddenly.
"Ah... Uncle..."
The young man raised his hand with great effort and shouted out these two words in a trembling voice. Then his hand dropped and he died completely.
Song Yan's face changed drastically, and with a "whoosh" sound, the gray robe on his body suddenly swelled up and fluttered.
He tensed all his muscles and skin, his eyes flashed, and he looked around vigilantly.
"Uncle!"
At this time, a young man and woman rushed up quickly, and when they saw the corpse on the ground, their faces changed drastically.
“Come closer to me!”
Song Yan shouted urgently, his eyes still searching around.
The young man and woman hurriedly approached him, one drew his sword, the other clenched his fists, his face full of fear, and his eyes searched the surrounding darkness.
The surrounding woods were dead silent.
There was only the whimpering of the night wind and the occasional cry of a night owl in the distant forest.
The three of them stood back to back, their bodies tense, not daring to move.
On a big tree ten meters away.
Luo Qingzhou held the flying sword between two fingers, hiding in the dark treetops, looking down at them.
In his sight, the three people's bodies were filled with surging blood and energy.
Especially the middle-aged man in gray robe, his blood and energy were burning like flames, and there was even more powerful energy surrounding him, protecting his body, like a shield, covering his entire body.
The energy forms a shield, which is a skill only possessed by martial artists.
With Luo Qingzhou's current spiritual strength, as long as he gets within five meters of him, he will be touched by his external energy and will be noticed by him immediately.
Just like that night when I went to Chengguo Mansion, I was almost beaten to death by Luo Yannian's punch.
The martial artist has vigorous blood and energy, and is surrounded by powerful aura, so ordinary ghosts dare not get close to him.
Even though he has now cultivated to the realm of controlling objects, he dare not approach head-on. If he is hit by a punch, he will either die or be injured.
A ghost is still a ghost after all. If it does not survive the thunder tribulation and become a yang god, it will ultimately be afraid of and unable to defeat a powerful warrior who is extremely strong and masculine.
Luo Qingzhou watched from afar on the tree and did not get any closer.
Just now, even if he wanted to launch a sneak attack on the two warriors who were only at the Wusheng level, he had to get two meters close to ensure that the flying sword could penetrate their bodies. Now the warrior and two Wusheng on the opposite side were already prepared, so of course he didn't dare to move again.
The three men were also frightened and did not dare to act rashly.
Because they don’t know who the enemy is, what level of cultivation the enemy has, where the enemy is hiding, and how many people there are.
The corpse on the ground had blood gushing out of its neck.
It looks like it was stabbed by a sword or other sharp weapon, but the opponent must be very strong.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have killed both of them silently in the blink of an eye.
"Walk!"
Song Yan persisted for a while, then retreated decisively: "Stay close to me, and watch out for the woods on both sides!"
The three of them immediately huddled together and quickly retreated down the mountain.
As for the bodies of the two men, no one dared to look at them again.
Luo Qingzhou immediately floated up into the night sky and followed behind them, not too far away but not too close. He could see them and hear their voices.
"We can't stay here any longer. The enemy should have discovered us long ago and even sent in experts. Let's go, notify the city immediately, and we'll go into the outer city now. Let Xun'er and the others gather together, and stop monitoring the Qin Mansion. We can't give the enemy the chance to kill us one by one! We'll act together tomorrow night and make them pay with blood!"
"Let Xun'er inform the eldest lady of Chengguo Mansion to borrow Mr. Mei for a while. Also, let the people from the Zhang family come here quickly..."
The three of them went down the mountain and without any further delay, they immediately hurried towards Mo City.
Luo Qingzhou followed quietly in mid-air, all the way to the outer city of Mo City. He stopped only after he saw them enter a dilapidated courtyard.
At this time, they were still able to enter the city.
It seems that some of their people are among the guards guarding the outer city.
I don’t know what kind of treasure the Qin family has that has made so many forces in Mo City willing to risk their lives and collude with the Song family.
Luo Qingzhou carefully observed the nearby streets and alleys and the empty and dilapidated houses for a while before turning around and returning to Zixia Mountain.
When he reached the middle of the mountain, he floated down.
My feet landed lightly on the ground, as if I had not stepped on anything solid, but they could not penetrate the ground.
Looking at the wooden sign lying on the ground, he subconsciously reached out his hand, wanting to pick it up and reinsert it in front of the grave, but as soon as his hand touched it, it went straight through the sign and he couldn't hold it at all.
It is said to be the realm of controlling objects, but in fact it is only a small realm of the initial glimpse of the realm. One can only touch things specially refined for the soul, and most real objects cannot be touched.
Only by breaking through to the next great realm, the Spirit Refining Realm, can one begin to truly control all objects and practice the art of possession.
At that time, the soul can not only use the physical bodies of others to speak and do things, but even those of animals and monsters can temporarily borrow their bodies.
That's when you can achieve some small success.
Luo Qingzhou withdrew his hand, looked at the grave in front of him, and slowly knelt down.
The night wind blew through the woods, making mournful whimpers, as if someone was crying alone in the middle of the night.
Luo Qingzhou bowed and said softly, "Mother, don't worry. I will definitely avenge you for today's humiliation. I will never forget the hatred of your life. I swear to you that I will destroy her family and make her pay with blood. Whatever she likes, I will make her lose it. Whatever she cares about, I will destroy it. I will make her suffer the greatest and deepest pain in the world!"
The night passes quietly.
After an unknown amount of time, the sound of birds suddenly rang out in the forest.
The eastern sky began to turn pale.
Luo Qingzhou left Zixia Mountain and flew back to the city.
He first went to Chengguo Mansion, landed on the eaves of the neighbor's house, and silently looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar mansion.
There were two more red round beads on the eaves of the tallest house in the mansion.
Obviously, his spiritual spying last time made Luo Yannian wary, so he installed these two things specifically to restrain the spiritual soul.
But this thing is no longer useful to him now.
But even so, he didn't dare to enter Chengguo Mansion casually.
Because Chengguo Mansion is now filled with warriors who are patrolling all over the mansion, obviously for the banquet tomorrow night.
Tomorrow night there will be a dinner to congratulate the eldest lady on being conferred the title of Lady of Imperial Concubine. Not only will the nobles of Mo City attend, but also the eldest princess and people from the court. Luo Yannian naturally cannot afford to be careless and will definitely have to strengthen the guards.
Where warriors gather, even if they don't take action, the energy and blood burning like a sea of fire will make the soul dare not approach.
Luo Qingzhou watched silently on the rooftop next to him for a while before floating into the air and returning to the Qin Mansion.
He first went to Meixiang Garden and took a look at Miss Qin Er.
Miss Qin was sleeping soundly on the bed. Her pretty face was still pale, but she looked better than last night and she was not coughing anymore.
I don’t know whether the spiritual liquid has taken effect.
Luo Qingzhou stayed for a while before passing through the roof and floating back to his own courtyard.
Just as I was about to enter the house, I suddenly saw a familiar figure standing under a big tree outside the yard.
She was wearing a light green dress, holding a sword in her arms, with a slender body and a cold face. She was staring at the closed courtyard gate in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking about.
Luo Qingzhou looked at her for a while, then returned to the house and regained consciousness.
First, he collected the two drops of spiritual liquid on the Sun and Moon Mirror into the porcelain bottle, then turned the mirror over and placed it back on the table in front of the window.
After doing this, he put on his coat and went out.
When he reached the courtyard, he lowered his footsteps and walked silently to the door, then suddenly opened the door with a "creak".
The girl who was in a daze under the tree suddenly woke up. When she was about to turn around and hide, Luo Qingzhou suddenly shouted: "Chanchan, I bought you a candied haws!"
Xia Chan paused, but still left quickly.
Luo Qingzhou quickly added: "I bought it specifically for you. Bailing doesn't have it."
Xia Chan stopped but did not turn around.
Luo Qingzhou took out the candied haws from his storage bag, walked over and said, "Chanchan, I need your help with something."
Xia Chan clenched the sword in her hand, still with her back to him, and whispered, "Kill people, huh?"
Luo Qingzhou was surprised and asked: "How do you know?"
Xia Chan lowered her head slightly: "The only thing I can do for you is to kill someone..."
Luo Qingzhou was startled when he heard this, and quickly said: "Of course it's not just killing people, Chanchan can help me with a lot."
Xia Chan turned around, looked him in the eye and asked, "Yes, which ones?"
Luo Qingzhou tilted his head and said: "Wait, let me think about it..."
I spent a long time thinking about this.
"snort!"
Xia Chan turned and left.
Luo Qingzhou immediately chased after him and said with a smile: "Chanchan, I'm just teasing you, don't be angry. Take the candied haws, I'll tell you what you can do to help me. There are really a lot of things, I didn't lie to you."
Xia Chan then stopped and looked at him with cold eyes.
Luo Qingzhou handed the candied haws to her and said, "Look, first, it's very cool when I'm with you in the summer, and you don't need to fan yourself or go to a shady place; second, your sword is very fast, so I'm not afraid of mosquitoes when I'm with you in the summer, and I'm not afraid of bugs when I go out in the wild; third, you don't like to talk, so I'll be very quiet when I'm with you, and I won't be afraid of noise; fourth..."
Xia Chan turned and left.
This time, her steps were quick, her pretty face was colder, she held the sword tighter, and her cheeks puffed up.
She was really angry.
Luo Qingzhou stood there without chasing after her. He looked at her quickly receding figure and suddenly shouted, "Fourth, Xia Chan, you are very cute! My uncle likes you very much! Every day when I see you, my uncle is in a good mood!"
The figure who had been walking angrily to a distance suddenly stiffened and stopped.