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Chapter 20 Close the Door and Release the Villains (Twenty): Bloodbath of the Library
He tried his best, but in the end the villain didn't agree to leave Cangshu Pavilion. Instead, Sim Mu lay on the ground tired.

After resting for a while, Simu decided to show the villain some color. She is also a fox with a temper.

As a result, there were more foxes running around in the library on the third floor, knocking many ancient books to the ground.

Fortunately, there is an enchantment on each floor of the study building. If the guards on the first floor know about it, they must come up and peel off the fox's fur.

The books that fell to the ground returned to the bookshelf one by one under He Jinchuan's control.

In the end, there was such a scene on the third floor:
The young man was sitting under the window, leaning against the wall, reading earnestly by candlelight. A dusty fox jumped up and down like a goat, and the ancient book fell behind her, but the ancient book on the other side of the floor floated up from the ground again. back to the original position.

In the end, the white fox became a gray fox, and the gray fox became a briquette.

Sim Mu successfully cried himself, threw himself into the villain's arms and took out a piece of spirit beast meat to comfort his injured heart.

He Jinchuan was startled when something dark and not slippery suddenly jumped into his arms.

Lifting that pitch-black head, looking at the young white fox who was sobbing while gnawing meat, he had no choice but to perform a cleaning technique on the little thing, and the black fox turned back into a white fox.

As the saying goes: There are unpredictable things in the sky, and people have misfortunes and blessings.

Plans can't keep up with changes.

On the sixth day of staying in Zangshu Pavilion, something happened in Zuofeng Mountain.

That night He Jinchuan was still leaning against the window to read a book, and Baihu lay unlovely on He Jinchuan's lap and stuffed his mouth with vermilion fruit.

Suddenly, there was a scream in the distance.

As soon as the cry sounded, He Jinchuan immediately extinguished the candle, quickly put the books back to the original place, and hid behind a bookshelf, avoiding the perspective of entering the door, and leaning on the window to see the scene below.

After one scream, everything was not over, and then the second and third screams continued.

After the sixth scream, two inner sect disciples whose hair crowns fell off and their blue clothes were stained with blood escaped from the woods, and they stumbled towards the Library Pavilion.

Seeing the two disciples covered in blood, the guards of Zangshu Pavilion immediately frowned to welcome them out.

Seeing the guards, the two disciples in Tsing Yi seemed to be pardoned, their expressions relaxed, and at this critical moment, they swung a sword energy from the forest, breaking the two running disciples in half.

Blood splattered, the soul was scattered, and the essence was quickly lost. He fell to the ground and turned into a mummy within three breaths.

"Feiyun swordsmanship!!!" The guard stopped immediately, his pupils vibrated, and he looked forward in disbelief, "How can you know Feiyun swordsmanship..."

"It's not good for you to know too much." A masked man in black slowly walked out of the forest. His skin with devilish energy exposed outside the mask was covered with a layer of black scales.

"How can you, a demon cultivator, know my Lingyunzong's Feiyun swordsmanship?" The guard took a step back, the person opposite was very strong, he couldn't beat him, and there were still many night-reading disciples in the Zangshu Pavilion.

no!No matter what, he must protect those disciples!

The guard took out the talisman, rushed forward with a huge ax in hand, and shouted at the Library Pavilion: "Run away! Go and inform the Peak Master!"

By the window on the third floor.

The hair on Sim Mu's body would explode when he was nervous, watching the guard who went up to deal with Moxiu, he immediately grabbed He Jinchuan and held his hand: that man told us to run away!hurry up!Did you hear me!
The young man held the white fox's struggling limbs, clamped the fox's tail under his arm, and remained indifferent.

Hearing what the guard said downstairs, four disciples in Tsing Yi ran out. The four disciples had only walked ten miles before they found a barrier in front of them, unable to move another half step.

Zuofengshan disciples slapped the barrier in a panic.

Seeing this, the guard was angry: "You are a member of the Lingyun Sect! Why did you treat your fellow disciples so cruelly! I, the Lingyun Sect, have always treated people generously. For the sake of being a member of the Lingyun Sect, please let these innocent disciples go!"

"Joke!" The man in black sneered, "None of the people who have met this deity today can live!"

The strength of the man in black was at least better than that of the body, and the guard was no match for him at all. After three moves, the old man was knocked into the air.

He fell to the ground, bleeding from his ears, the guard watched the man in black who was walking towards him, and was still delaying the time for his disciples, hoping that someone would notice the strangeness in Zangshuge.

"Who are you? At least let me know."

"You should save this question and ask Lord Yan, his old man."

The black boots embroidered with gold thread stopped in the guard's sight. The man in black put his left hand on the guard's head, and a steady stream of cultivation and energy poured into his body. He closed his eyes in enjoyment, with a face of comfort.

The guard is dead, and immediately everyone in the library, including the villain and her.

Sim Mu was holding her breath and didn't dare to breathe. She stopped struggling and pressed against the villain's chest tightly, absorbing the temperature of the villain's body, so that she wouldn't be so afraid.

In the end, the guard was sucked into a mummified corpse by the man in black just like the two disciples in Tsing Yi, and then the man in black walked towards the library in a calm manner.

The screams sounded again, more piercing than those in the woods at close range.

In the yellow halo cast by the oil lamp in Zangshuge, something splashed and flew down. In the halo, the disciple of Zuofengshan turned into dry bones as he struggled.

There are quite a few disciples staying in Zangshu Pavilion, and the four who just climbed out are just a little more courageous.

Simu counted the different screams, that demon cultivator had already killed eleven disciples.

Then there was the sound of going upstairs, Moxiu went from the first floor to the second floor, and then there were continuous screams.

Immediately the other party will come to the third floor.

He Jinchuan frowned, and a crescent knife appeared on his right hand: If that person really finds him, he will fight for it!

The white fox's teeth chattered, and she used her tongue to separate the upper and lower teeth to prevent herself from making a sound.

The magic cultivator on the second floor killed fourteen people, and the downstairs became quiet. In the silent night, there was only the sound of "da, da, da" stepping on the wooden board.

Every floor has enchantments.

On the fourth breath, He Jinchuan felt that the barrier on the third floor was opened, and someone stood at the door.

The man paused at the door and walked towards the inside.

Da da da……

A malicious voice.

The third floor is very quiet, covered with dust, books are lying quietly on the bookshelves, it seems that no one has been there.

The man in black didn't dare to be careless, and decided to simply check, so that no one who had seen him would be kept alive.

There is no one behind the first bookshelf.

Neither did the second one.

Third, fourth, fifth... 21 none...

There is one last left.

Approach slowly.

Suddenly there was a chaotic sound outside——

"Master! That's the body of the guard!"

"Hurry up! Go and see the disciples!"

The man in black stared coldly, took a big step forward, and left quickly without seeing anyone by the window.

The third floor returned to calm.

It wasn't until the people from Zuo Fengshan entered the Library Pavilion that He Jinchuan returned to the window from the second-to-last bookshelf with his arms around the soaked white fox.

He was almost discovered just now, thanks to the disciples outside who attracted that person's attention.

The disciple of Zuofengshan who came to rescue people only took a look at the door on the third floor, and left after seeing the darkness in the room.

Downstairs, a disciple was reporting the situation to Zuo Yizhi: "Master, the juniors and sisters in the Zangshu Pavilion and Li Zhenzhen who guarded the Zangshu Pavilion are all dead, and none of them survived. The soul is completely destroyed, and all the energy and cultivation bases have been sucked away."

"I understand." Zuo Yizhi frowned, "Burn the body and go to see the suzerain as a teacher."

"Yes, Master."

Zuo Yizhi felt a little weird about the demonic cultivator who had been talked about during this period of time. The method of killing people by this demonic cultivator was very familiar, and it was exactly the same as the death of the outer sect disciples before.

Could Moxiu be someone from Lingyun Sect?

Zuo Yizhi had a guess in his heart, but it was only a guess, and he didn't dare to say it casually.

(End of this chapter)