Fairy Tale

Lian Yi's heart was moved, but she did not dodge her eyes: "I am a Taoist monk. I cultivate my mind and do not lie. I can honor what I said today, but the premise is that I want to see your sincerity."

"If you believe me, then you will. If you don't believe me, I won't lose anything!"

The implication is very clear, believe it or not, it doesn't matter.

Being able to be so polite to an evil demon made Lian Yi feel that he was comparable to Buddha.

If she didn't think she was useful, and somehow felt that No. 3 wouldn't disgust her too much, she wouldn't even do this.

She just did it, she was used to it, what about guarantees? No. 3, don’t push yourself too far.

The world is so cruel, and choices need to be made by oneself. Lian Yi can't give her any guarantee. She believes in it and offers her sincerity. If Lian Yi sees it, he will fulfill his promise.

If you don't believe it, the female evil spirit No. 3 will die however she wants, and she won't even have a trace of mercy.

Cruel?

Lian Yi didn't think so.

Her own path was filled with more danger and cruelty.

Everyone is responsible for their own choices.

Female Evil No. 3 hesitated for a moment. She actually thought that Lian Yi might do more. After all, she was still somewhat useful to Lian Yi now.

Unexpectedly, the mysterious Nascent Soul monk in front of him was also very tough, unmoved at all, and had a tough attitude.

There seemed to be some impatience in her expression, as if she would turn around and leave if she just said nonsense.

Female Evil No. 3 didn't dare to dawdle, but at this moment, her mind was very confused.

She lowered her head and floated on the sea, looking at the turbulent water, but she couldn't help but have a lot of thoughts.

She knew that today was her only chance.

It was a huge gamble. If she made the right move, she might be able to get rid of her shackles and live the peaceful life she hoped for. But if she made the wrong move, she would be in an abyss!

She closed her eyes and thought of every endless fight...

It's not that I'm not tired.

She was once just an ordinary girl. Her life was not rich, but she was ordinary and stable.

The greatest happiness is to be able to wear beautiful clothes and compare with the girls of the same age in the clan.

However, all this came to an abrupt end when she went out to collect medicine.

She was caught.

Then comes the long and painful process, bloodletting, flesh removal, the pain of breaking every bone in the body, the fear of not knowing what monsters are around you in the dark, and the cruelty of eating other people's flesh and blood in order to survive!

In these hundred years, she has been walking on a knife's edge step by step. If it weren't for the fear and fear in her heart, if it weren't for the people of the Yang Mo Sect threatening her family, she would have been unable to hold on long ago.

She originally thought that if she could continue to be so filthy like a puddle of mud, she could not bear it anymore and would die one day. Anyway, she persisted for a hundred years, and her parents, brothers and sisters should have passed away long ago. He passed away.

Besides, after all, she is more than a hundred years old, and she is not a fool. What about family members? Maybe she was arrested long ago. In order to avoid future troubles, the Yangmo Sect had wiped out her family.

It's a pity that by the time she figured it out, she had already been in this quagmire for decades and had suffered so much.

Living has become her obsession.

I thought that the best outcome for her would be to be the final winner, calm and obedient, and maybe have a chance of survival.

Today, the Taoist cultivator named Lian Yi gave her another choice.

Only then did she realize how unwilling she was to sink into the Yang Mo Sect.

She wants to live, to live in an upright manner, not to be number three, she is Si Lin Si Ruo, with her own name.

For a flash in her mind, she thought of the tragic death of the ghost queen who entered the world at the same time as her, which had a serious psychological shadow on her.

Another flash showed Lian Yi's calm face and her endless tricks.

She couldn't afford to offend the person in front of her.

She was determined and gritted her teeth: "The little one is willing to believe in the adults. I beg the adults to save the little one."

She lowered her head even lower, her hands trembled slightly, and she took out a small blood-red medicine bottle from her arms, raised it above her head, and showed it to Lian Yi: "This is what the sect gave me during the Zhongyuan." The magic potion that Shuo took."

With a flick of his hand, the medicine bottle flew over.

The blood-colored bottle alone was filled with an ominous aura. Before it even flew over, I could feel the rich evil aura on it.

The evil spirit on No. 3 who took out the bottle disappeared instantly.

Lian Yi finally understood why the evil female demon No. 3 did not have a strong smell of evil on her body like other demon cultivators from the Yang Mo Sect who chose to live in symbiosis with demons.

For one thing, the Ghost Queen doesn't go out often, so maybe she doesn't know how to cover it up, or maybe she's unwilling to cover it up.

Secondly, it should be the magic potion.

The female evil spirit No. 3 said: "I am willing to show my sincerity. On the first day of the Zhongyuan Dynasty, I voluntarily took this magic potion to lead the way for you to find what you are looking for. I just ask you to save your life as much as possible." "

Lian Yi held up the medicine bottle but stared at the female evil spirit No. 3: "You are very smart!"

"I like working with smart people."

This is what consent means.

Female Evil No. 3 was very perceptive. She only asked some questions and didn't say anything else. She could guess that Lian Yi wanted to use her to find some clues she wanted to find.

Female Demon No. 3 was extremely humble at this time. She didn't even raise her eyes and only said: "Your Excellency, you are willing to believe me. Your courage also makes me admire you."

If Lian Yi agreed and allowed her to take the magic potion, her cultivation would increase to the late Nascent Soul stage or perfection.

And Lian Yi, who was only in the early stage of Nascent Soul, was able to agree, which just shows that she is open-minded and courageous.

This strong self-confidence comes from her own strength. She is not easily shaken by external things and believes in her own choices and judgment.

"If unfortunately I die while taking this medicine, please do me a favor and help me find out if the Silin clan on Bianxiang Island is still there. The patriarch of the clan for more than a hundred years is called Silin Yongyi, who is Xiao Dad, if the Silin clan is still there, and if there are descendants of Silin Yongyi’s family, please say a word in front of my little grave.”

"If they are harmed by Yang Mo Sect, please help me kill a few more people when dealing with Yang Mo Sect, especially the deputy sect leader, so that I can avenge the Silin clan of Bianxiang Island."

In this way, Silin Siruo felt that she had no regrets in this life.

As he spoke, he took out another jade slip, leaned down and bowed: "This jade slip contains some information about the deputy sect master Mo Chi. The younger one is called Si Lin Si Ruo, and he is willing to follow you."

She was still unwilling to say the name of the deputy sect master, but she was willing to hand over the information she had collected about the deputy sect master.

This is also her sincerity.

Lian Yi looked at her seriously for the first time since she said his name.

For a moment, something touched my heart.

How many such human tragedies has this Yang Mo Sect created?

She sighed softly, raised her hand, and a light green light gently held up Silin Siruo, and said firmly: "Don't worry."

Silin Siruo raised her head, her eyes suddenly sore, and she suddenly saw a glimmer of light that had not shone in her life for a long time.

After the matter was settled, Lian Yi threw the medicine bottle back to Silin Siruo and asked Silin Siruo to return to Jijing Island first.

Lian Yi didn't come back yet, she was going to Qianjin Island.

Not only Qianjin Island, but actually the island where the Ghost Queen is going to survive the calamity this time, even Yi has to take a look at it.

Jijing Island is the top priority, but it does not mean that other islands should not be checked.

Hearing that Lian Yi was going to Qianjin Island, Si Lin Si Ruo asked anxiously: "Sir?"

She thought Lian Yi was going to find No. 7, and she panicked.

"Sir, No. 7 is different from me. She was originally a wanderer, but later she entered the sect, and her whole family was accepted into the Yangmo Sect."

The implication is that this number seven will never obey Lian Yi.

It was precisely because No. 7 had a close relationship with Zongli that it created a strong sense of crisis for Silin Siruo, and she regarded her as the number one stumbling block to her survival.

Lian Yi touched his chin, pondered for a moment, and then comforted Si Lin Si Ruo: "Since I promised you, I won't do anything bad to you."

"It's just that I definitely want to visit Qianjin Island. After hearing what you said about the situation on the 7th, I even want to go and have a look."

"Tell me more about No. 7's current cultivation, the strength of her spiritual consciousness, and her abilities. How does it compare to yours? What's special about her compared to you in the sect?"

Know yourself and the enemy, and you can fight a hundred battles without danger.

Knowing the enemy in advance is necessary.

Si Lin Si Ruo: "..." She seemed to have aroused Lian Yi's interest.

"No. 7 will be similar to the younger one, and his cultivation level is slightly higher than the younger one."

The exercises they learned were all the same.

The only difference is that all of No. 7's family members are in the sect, and her father is now attached to the third-level messenger Xilu who is next to the deputy sect leader.

Therefore, you can always open a small stove. On weekdays, those magic potions that increase the cultivation level and are less dangerous are consumed much more than ghost girls like them.

Si Lin Si Ruo curled her lips with disdain on her face.

In fact, she knew it in her heart, and deep down she was envious and jealous.

The more Lian Yi listened, the more he felt that this trip was inevitable. Number 7 was obviously the maverick and privileged person among the ghost queens.

At that moment, she didn't talk much to Silin Siruo and persuaded her to go back to Jijing Island. She turned around and went to Qianjin Island.

I originally thought that I would have to go around the entire island just like I did with Si Lin Si Ruo before, but I didn't expect that No. 7 would be too high-profile.

Qianjin Island is not big, similar to Jijing Island. Every house on the island is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations.

Black silk cloth was hung all over the corridor eaves, and black lanterns were also hung.

This kind of scene makes Lian Yi, who has been in the secular world since childhood and is used to red being a festive color, really uncomfortable.

Lian Yi arrived at night. When the night wind blew, the black lanterns and silk cloth swayed in the wind, as if he had entered some mass grave or hell.

Even Yi would not be too surprised if an innocent soul ran out from around the corner.

However, compared with the excitement seen by the eyes, the ears could not hear any unnecessary sounds.

At this time, Qianjin Island looked like it was clearly in the middle of a carnival. There were many shops on the streets, and there were occasionally many demon cultivators with advanced skills walking on the road.

But there was no sound. Everyone was very silent, even their steps were very gentle.

There is no need to consciously use your spiritual sense to perceive it. The only one who made a big fanfare must be No. 7. He is so audacious that he doesn't even arrange a formation and is partying in the city lord's palace in the center of the island.

The gate that could accommodate four carriages passing side by side was wide open, and all kinds of black-robed monks came and went, very busy.

Lian Yi quietly approached a monk who was walking in a remote place. He saw that he was going to the city lord's palace. The small green vine shrank and expanded from his palm like lightning. The monk's eyes were blurred and he didn't know anything at all.

After a while, the black-robed monk reappeared and strolled inside.

That's right, this time it was Lian Yi who dressed up as the black-robed demon cultivator.

As for the black-robed monk, Lian Yi knew at a glance that he was a demon cultivator who lived in symbiosis with evil spirits. After sealing the demon seed in his body, he directly searched for his soul.

I got a general understanding of the situation in Qianjin Island.

After understanding it, she directly put it into the fusion array to kill him. She threw the demon into the storage bag and added another layer of seal.

But according to the situation here, No. 7 is worthy of being No. 7. He can be high-profile, like an earthly emperor.

The black-robed monk killed by Lian Yi was a golden elixir monk, one of No. 7's most capable subordinates. He took over the role and went to inquire about other ghost queens for No. 7.

Thanks to the monk named Hei Feng, Lian Yi knew the situation on Qianjin Island without having to ask himself.

This time on Qianjin Island, there was not only No. 7, but six ghost queens who took the magic potion to advance.

It's just that four of them are ghost queens who have just been caught and haven't cultivated much yet, and two are ghost queens who are going to take magic potion in Zhongyuan Shuo this time to break through the Nascent Soul stage.

From this point of view, the ghost queen is indeed not only the group of Si Lin Si Ruo and No. 7, but also other ghost queens with different cultivation levels.

She just said that the Yang Mo Sect has been looking for the ghost girl and ghost queen without stopping. It makes no sense that there are only four people named Si Lin Si Ruo and No. 7. There must be others.

However, Si Lin Si Ruo didn't seem to know.

But No. 7 is very flamboyant and deserves to be called "someone in the sect". She also knows where to find the Ghost Queen who is not in the same group as them.

However, this is obviously a secret matter, otherwise she would not let her confidants do it, looking very sneaky.

Moreover, what makes Lian Yi curious is why No. 7 is so public.

Don’t the ghost queens of different batches know each other? She is so high-profile and is not afraid of being discovered by other ghost queens?

Or do you just rely on your high level of cultivation and not care?

And, seven again.

This number made Lian Yi inexplicably concerned.

Lian Yi lowered the brim of his hat, trying to disguise himself as more like himself.

There was nothing she could do. It was too difficult to find someone who was alone, had a higher level of cultivation, and was a demon.

She was lucky to have caught a key person.

It doesn’t matter whether it’s a boy or a girl.

Fortunately, Hei Feng was considered thin among men, so even if he tried to fool him, it would be almost real.

After all, she was a woman disguised as a man, so Lian Yi felt a little uncomfortable.

As soon as she came in, she walked up to No. 7 according to Black Bee's usual habit, and without saying a word, she leaned over and bowed.

No. 7 seemed to have never seen her before, still drinking her wine and watching her singing and dancing.

The posture of Lianyi remains unchanged, like a rock.

After No. 7 drank all the wine in the glass, he didn't say anything and just stretched out his hand.

Lianyi understood and presented the jade slip.

No. 7 didn't look at it and ordered Black Bee without looking back: "Except for the two I told you before, kill the other four!"

"I'll give you three hours. If it's past the time, go ahead and try the medicine."

Lian Yi suppressed the discomfort in his heart, maintained a respectful posture, and retreated outside the hospital like an emotionless killing machine.