Emperor of Nine Suns

This girl is definitely a super beauty in the eyes of men. Different from the cold and glamorous beauty in gray clothes before, she is so delicate that men feel that she is easy to get started with, but this is obviously an illusion.

"My name is Leng Qianxue, what should I call this senior sister?"

The girl in white clothes is very polite. She looks coquettish, but she obviously has a lot of things going on, and her eyes are somewhat magnanimous. She is already a leader of the party.

"My name is Ling Xuan, I'm a member of the Fang Wai San family. I've been causing a lot of trouble today."

Ling Xuan also saluted solemnly, not for any other reason, but because this person also had that inexplicable aura of connection.

Men have heroes and cherish each other. In fact, women, especially women who are equally beautiful, also have similar feelings, but they are more complicated.

At this time, the two of them gave a slight salute and whispered a few polite words, but they secretly admired each other in their hearts.

In fact, there are many similarities between the two of them. They both have peerless looks and charming temperaments.

One is as pure as ice and snow, and the other is a delicate creature in the world of mortals, shining accordingly.

Ling Xuan was dressed in black, and the icy temperament on her body was pure cold, as if it spread naturally from the depths of her bones, like a lonely lotus on the ice. There was a sense of loneliness in the coldness, and a kind of coldness. The calmness of looking at the changes in the situation.

Leng Qianxue, on the other hand, likes to wear white clothes, which is more like a camouflaged protective color.

Under the plain shell, there are all kinds of charming and seductive charms hidden, but they are only revealed inadvertently.

She obviously also knew that she was so charming that she had to wear plain clothes to cover up her charm.

"How did Junior Sister Leng get here?"

The two of them exchanged polite greetings for a few times, then started chatting softly as they had nothing to do.

Leng Qianxue looked a little embarrassed. She smiled shyly and said, "I came here to complete a transaction for the sect. After finishing the matter, I wanted to be alone for a while. I heard someone told me about the place where the ancient four poles are located. I wanted to come and experience it, but unexpectedly I lost my way while walking, and somehow I ended up in this mysterious world of mortals."

"You got lost and came here?"

Ling Xuan's heart moved, Leng Qianxue's cultivation level was not high, and it seemed that she had not yet reached the Linghe realm.

But with such a level of cultivation, one already has relatively strong spiritual consciousness, and generally speaking, one rarely gets lost.

However, there is something weird everywhere here. Not to mention other things, just the fact that the five people she met before and after all have inexplicably connected auras on them makes Ling Xuan secretly wary.

It seems that there is an unknown force in the dark that makes these women gather together intentionally or unintentionally.

Moreover, they are all top-notch beauties.

For some reason, Ling Xuan felt a little uneasy. Of course, such messy and inexplicable thoughts came and went quickly. With her temperament, she would not think too much about them.

After chatting for a while with Leng Qianxue, she found that her temperament was a bit cold and not very enthusiastic, so they soon separated and went to sleep separately. The suite in the two-room room had plenty of private space.

Perhaps it was the special secular atmosphere in this world of mortals that made Ling Xuan fall asleep quickly.

However, the vigilance of wandering the wasteland for many years has not disappeared.

Therefore, when a exclamation suddenly came from outside the door, Ling Xuan stood up as fast as possible, and the majestic spiritual power in her body surged, pushing her cultivation to its peak state in an instant!

The night in the world of mortals was very quiet, and around midnight, the lights were already dimming.

Just like a city in the secular world, after the noise has passed, most people have fallen asleep.

Faintly, you can even hear a few dog barks.

In such a quiet night, once the screams sound, it will be particularly abrupt and harsh.

First there was a piercing scream, with an inexplicable fear and despair, followed by a few dull muffled sounds?

There was a sound like a sharp blade piercing the body and falling to the ground, followed by a sharp female voice, followed by a chaotic and jumbled sound.

Shocking change!

Within a short time, most of the doors in Qinglu burst open.

A monk rose into the sky with a faint light shining on his body, floating in the air like colorful clouds.

When Ling Xuan walked out of the room quickly, Leng Qianxue followed immediately. It was obvious that this girl had traveled abroad all year round and had rich experience.

Although she seemed to be no different from usual at this time, Ling Xuan could sense that this delicate young girl was on full alert and could burst out with the power of thunder in an instant.

Along the way, Ling Xuan's face was as frosty as ice.

The uneasiness in her heart seemed to be beginning to play out.

When you open the door, you can see a man dressed as a waiter lying on the ground in the corridor, lifeless. There is a fist-sized hole in his chest, as if it has been torn open by some kind of sharp blade and penetrated from front to back.

This person couldn't be more dead, but the strange thing is that the dead waiter didn't bleed, not even a drop of blood on his body.

There was no spiritual power left on his body, and he looked like a man who died suddenly.

But Ling Xuan knew that the waiter in the shop was not a secular person. He was a young monk in the spiritual spring realm.

When she came here an hour ago, it was this waiter who led her into this suite.

Originally, a monk's body has been nourished by spiritual energy for many years, and his flesh and blood is rich in spiritual energy.

The higher your cultivation level, the more spiritual energy your body contains.

If one reaches the peak of the Tianhe level and reaches the Tianhe Golden Body, then the physical body will not decay or break down after death. It is like gold and iron, solid and indestructible. It has always been the favorite material for evil cultivators to refine puppet war corpses.

According to legend, if a myth fell in ancient times, its physical body would also remain strong and immortal.

Even if he is buried, he will probably be reborn after years of nourishment.

Therefore, the divine war between myths must either not be fought, or the other party must be annihilated to ashes, so that both his soul and soul are destroyed. No corpses can be left behind, otherwise it will be a disaster for oneself.

Although the waiter in this shop is only at the spiritual spring level, the spiritual energy contained in his body is not weak, and it will definitely not be dissipated in just a few breaths.

This situation at this moment is extremely weird.

Continuing to walk forward, even with Ling Xuan's temperament, she felt a little surprised at this time.

Not only the waiter, but all the servants, maids, waiters, and shopkeepers in this exquisite Qinglu Winery were all dead.

Even the shopkeeper's wife, the monk with a cultivation level of the middle stage of Linghe, died.

Everyone died in the same way. A hole was opened in the chest, but not a drop of blood was shed. All the blood seemed to have solidified when it was inside the body, and dark red stains appeared at the wound. Inside the body The spiritual energy contained disappeared without a trace.

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