Luo Jinxiao never expected her to say this, and his face immediately turned cold: "What do you mean?"
"I was coerced, so this is all I can say." Yan Ying said hurriedly and turned to leave. How could Luo Jinxiao let her go like this? She turned around and stood in front of her with her hands open.
"Tell me what happened clearly. Who was behind this? How can I explain this incoherent statement to my junior master-master?" Luo Jinxiao said in a tough tone.
A trace of fear flashed across Yanying's eyes. She lowered her head and said nothing.
"Qu Chengzhou?" Seeing that she didn't speak, Luo Jinxiao guessed.
Yan Ying remained silent, which meant she agreed.
A surge of anger flashed through Luo Jinxiao's heart, and he wondered what tricks he was up to again. He was so relentless in pursuing Qu Weiyin all day long, and he deserved to be punished.
"Don't ask anymore. I have my own difficulties." Yan Ying looked impatient. She pushed Luo Jinxiao away and fled away. Her figure quickly disappeared and a note floated from her sleeve to the ground.
Luo Jinxiao rubbed the shoulder that was hit by her, walked forward to pick up the note, and saw several strange drawings on it with very fine brushstrokes.
There seemed to be various people in the painting, young and old. The only thing in common was that the expressions on their faces were extremely painful, as if their souls were forcibly extracted and their hearts were pierced.
Just looking at these paintings made Luo Jinxiao break out in a cold sweat. She seemed to suddenly remember something, and ignoring Luo Ning's worried calls from behind, she ran towards the library.
"Sister! It's dangerous outside!" Luo Ning chased out of the house, and seeing that Luo Jinxiao did not react, she hurriedly lifted up her skirt and followed closely.
Luo Jinxiao still remembered that he had seen a pattern similar to this picture in the library, but he did not look at it carefully at that time, so he could not remember what it was.
She already had a guess in her mind, and needed facts to prove it.
She quickly flipped to the ancient book, which contained records of long-lost ancient and modern evil arts. A picture similar to the one in it appeared prominently, with ancient words on the top, which read: Diagram of the Underworld Array.
Dark Formation Diagram? Luo Jinxiao recited it aloud, and suddenly heard footsteps behind her. She stood up abruptly and turned around, holding Wu Jue horizontally in front of her.
"Luo Ning?" Luo Jinxiao was stunned. She put down her sword, looked around and said, "Why did you follow me? It's dangerous outside, why don't you go back quickly!"
"I, I'm worried about my sister." Luo Ning lowered her head and pinched the corner of her clothes. "I just saw Yan Ying say something to you, and you ran over here by yourself. The two of us are better than being alone."
Luo Jinxiao reached out and patted her head, shaking her head helplessly. She looked at the ancient book, and thoughts slowly came to her mind.
Yan Ying specifically reminded her that Qu Chengzhou wanted to harm Qu Weiyin, and at the same time threw her this note. Could it be that she was hinting to her that Qu Chengzhou had practiced this Nether Formation Diagram
Ancient books say that the evil intentions of the underworld formation require human sacrifice. So, are all the people who disappeared from the Wuhui Sect these days caused by Qu Chengzhou
He is the grand elder of the Wuhui Sect. If he really uses these disciples to practice the Nether Formation Diagram, it would be too inhumane and outrageous!
"We can't be out for too long, let's go back quickly." Luo Jinxiao quickly closed the book, pulled Luo Ning up, turned around and left the library.
Who knew that when they had just walked halfway, they suddenly felt something was wrong. The air that was clear just now suddenly became sticky and fishy. Luo Jinxiao thought to himself that something was wrong. He grabbed Luo Ning's arm with his left hand, and with the spiritual power surging in his right hand, he wanted to teleport away.
Just before leaving, she suddenly remembered something, and her originally vigorous spiritual power gradually dissipated.
"You go first." Luo Jinxiao said lightly, and then pushed Luo Ning in front of him.
Just as Luo Ning was about to say something, she raised her hand and summoned Wu Jue. Wu Jue spun in the air, forcibly picked up Luo Ning, and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.
Luo Jinxiao took a deep breath and stood there motionless, but secretly used his spiritual power to protect his heart meridians bit by bit.
A sticky and smelly smell crawled towards her, from her feet upwards, slowly enveloping her. Luo Jinxiao closed her eyes, thinking that wealth and honor are achieved through risk, and there is only one life at a time.
Feeling dizzy, Luo Jinxiao's body softened and he lost consciousness in an instant.
The sound of dripping water seemed to be far away in the sky, and the sad crying kept echoing in my ears, as if I was in hell.
Luo Jinxiao opened his eyes slightly and used his hearing to sense the surroundings.
She seemed to be in a narrow prison, which was not dark at all. Instead, it was white everywhere and the light was as strong as day, making people dizzy.
The crying sound was right beside her. Luo Jinxiao wanted to turn her neck to see, but found that there was a barrier around her and her body was floating in the air, unable to move.
She slowly turned her body so that she was facing downwards, and only then could she look down from above and see everything clearly.
She saw that she was in a hall. The ceiling of the hall seemed to be inlaid with luminous pearls, so it was brightly lit. At the highest point of the hall stood a large gold-inlaid chair, like an emperor's throne.
It was unclear whether her treatment was good or bad. She was not the only one in the hall. There were also several disciples wearing Wuhui Sect's clothes tied to the ground. At first glance, they were all those who had disappeared before.
There are some who are not among them, and they must have met with unexpected accidents.
The door opened and a tall man walked in. He had a square face and seemed to be very righteous, but if you only looked at his eyes, you could see that the corners of his eyes were tilted upwards, which gave him a bit of an evil look.
No matter how Luo Jinxiao looked at him, he felt familiar, but he couldn't remember when he had seen him before.
The door opened again, and this time it was Qu Chengzhou who came in. From a distance, Luo Jinxiao saw his belly-length beard, which made her feel nauseous.
"Did you catch her?" Qu Chengzhou asked.
"Yeah." The man answered, pointing in the direction of Luo Jinxiao, "She always has Qu Weiyin protecting her. It's not easy to catch her quietly."
Luo Jinxiao felt Qu Chengzhou's gaze and quickly closed her eyes, but her heart was agitated. She remembered who that man was. He was the masked man who was knocked unconscious by Qu Weiyin on the first day she woke up.
"Qu Weiyin, I have wanted to get rid of her for a long time. She caused me to lose my position as the head of the family. When I have cultivated the magic successfully, I will get rid of her first as soon as possible." Qu Chengzhou lowered his voice, his tone full of hatred, completely unlike his usual sage-like demeanor.
Luo Jinxiao frowned slightly, anger burning in her heart. She calmly pinched a talisman and recited the mantra silently.
Qu Chengzhou didn't notice that she was awake, and continued, "You have completed all the tasks I asked you to do. Don't make any more mistakes. You will lose the position of the head of the family. I will not let you go no matter what I say."
"Don't worry, Elder Qu." The man said as he raised his hand, and Luo Jinxiao's body slowly descended.
"But elder, if the sect master comes back..."
"She has been on Nandou Peak for decades. I'm afraid her body has turned to ashes. Don't worry, I've looked for her myself, and there's no one there." Qu Chengzhou said as he strode towards Luo Jinxiao.
"Linglong Bingxin, I wonder if using her for cultivation will be better than using that girl Qu Weiyin." Qu Chengzhou squatted down and stroked Luo Jinxiao's forehead with his rough palm, making her feel a chill.
Luo Jinxiao had lived for several decades in his previous life, and he always thought that cultivators were kind-hearted people who valued morality and justice. He had never thought that such scum would appear.
Her stomach churned and she wanted to chop off his dry vine-like hands.
The crying sound just now rang out again. It was a girl's voice. Luo Jinxiao always felt that the voice was familiar. After thinking about it carefully, she had an impression that it was the tall girl who first fought against her during the competition among new disciples.
He was actually caught by him, what a beast.
"It's so noisy." Qu Chengzhou said lightly, and suddenly stretched out his hand. Before Luo Jinxiao could react, he heard a gurgling sound like the throat of a dying person suffocating.
Cold sweat broke out on her palms, and the intense fear almost made her vomit.
In just a moment, the girl lost her voice. Luo Jinxiao looked out of the corner of his eye and saw that where the girl had been lying, there was only a dried corpse.
Qu Chengzhou raised his hand again, and the mummy suddenly turned into powder and disappeared.
Death happened around her in such a casual way, but it made her feel more despairing than heartbreaking.
Luo Jinxiao clenched her teeth and breathed silently, her hands already clenched. It was the first time she was looking forward to Qu Weiyin's arrival, not because she was afraid of death, but because of sadness.
But in the end, she didn't touch the spirit stone that she had been carrying with her.
Qu Chengzhou had already started to perform the ritual. Luo Jinxiao took a deep breath and opened his right palm. Suddenly, there was a sound of wind, and a sword came from the air, smashing the roof covered with night pearls and cutting through the barrier that bound Luo Jinxiao at lightning speed.
Luo Jinxiao took advantage of the opportunity, leaped up, took Wu Jue, and swung out a stream of silver-white air with his backhand, knocking the unprepared Qu Chengzhou back several feet.
Qu Chengzhou was shocked to see that she had escaped, and was furious. His spiritual power gushed out. At the same time, a black gas spread out from behind him. Luo Jinxiao suddenly felt suffocated, and in a trance, blood was already flowing from the corner of his mouth.
She knew that she was fighting against a rock with an egg and could not hold out for long, so she wanted to escape, but halfway through, she was stopped by the man again.
An unprecedented murderous intent flashed across Luo Jinxiao's brows. She clenched the Wu Jue in her hand, and suddenly a layer of blood-red mist covered her eyes.
When she turned her head to see clearly again, the man had already spit out blood and fell down in shock.
Luo Jinxiao was stunned and looked down at the sword in his hand. A faint trace of blood could be seen at the tip of the sword, which soon slowly melted away as if it had been absorbed.
It was this sword that struck just now.
Before she had the intention to kill, she had never realized how this sword was different from an ordinary divine sword.
Luo Jinxiao had no time to think, as Qu Chengzhou's spiritual power had already forced its way behind her. Luo Jinxiao blocked part of it, but still almost fell to her knees, and the spiritual power in her body instantly dissipated.
She decided to go all out and forcefully summoned her spiritual power. The wisps of ice gathered into an ice wall, blocking Qu Chengzhou behind her. Luo Jinxiao used the skills that Elder Liu had taught her before. She overlapped her left and right palms and slammed them against the ice wall. At the same time, she used the ice wall as a shield to strike back at the enemy from behind. The cold wind instantly enveloped Qu Chengzhou.
Luo Jinxiao didn't dare to stay any longer. He stood up, rushed out of the hall, and stumbled out to escape.
"Stop her! Don't let her escape!" Qu Chengzhou's voice came muffled through the ice wall.
Suddenly, another person stopped in front of Luo Jinxiao. She was wearing a light green long skirt and holding a long whip. It was Yan Ying.
She looked at Luo Jinxiao in disbelief, her beautiful eyes wide open.
The two men faced each other, and no one took action for a while.
"You've always known this?" Luo Jinxiao suppressed the dull pain in his heart and gritted his teeth, "You killed someone for him?"
Yan Ying frowned and said nothing.
Hearing the sound of ice breaking behind him, Luo Jinxiao knew that Qu Chengzhou was about to catch up.
"Hurry up." Yan Ying said suddenly. She grabbed Luo Jinxiao's collar and forced her into a small door.
"Get out of here, as far away as you can." Yan Ying said gritting her teeth, and the door suddenly closed, and the last ray of light disappeared.
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