After being reborn, she became a pet junior sister in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 37 The Mid-Autumn Festival
Fortunately, Feng Lingxiu originally planned to divide the army into two groups.

Xue Jiaojiao never saw He Rong, so she told Feng Lingxiu about it.

Feng Lingxiu also had an extra thought.

Soon it was the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and people in the sect went down the mountain one after another to play.

In secret, Feng Lingxiu also began to suppress the immortal killers hiding in Beiju Luzhou.

Because of Xue Jiaojiao's reminder, she paid special attention to He Rong, but she didn't find any trace of He Rong.

Xue Jiaojiao stayed in the room, and suddenly opened her eyes.

A short blade rests against her neck behind her.

"It's sensitive."

Xue Jiaojiao took out the black iron sword under the bed and retreated from the danger, the short blade scratched her skin.

"You are not a night grinder from Wencheng." He Rong said firmly.

"Of course I'm not." Xue Jiaojiao took a few steps back.

"If you dare to lie to me, then go to hell!" Another dagger appeared in He Rong's other hand, and the two daggers flew towards Xue Jiaojiao.

The reason why He Rong knew that Xue Jiaojiao was lying to her was because she met another Yemozi from Wencheng, and she took care to confirm Xue Jiaojiao's identity.

Coupled with Xue Jiaojiao's actions in the past few days, it aroused He Rong's suspicion.

The long sword collided with the short blade, Xue Jiaojiao stared at the blade as thin as a cicada's wing.

Fortunately, there was no poisoning on it, otherwise she would have died just now.

He Rong's appearance seemed to be hiding her cultivation, Xue Jiaojiao didn't fight her head-on.

The hand hidden behind sprinkled it, and the finely divided powder fell in front of He Rong, and He Rong only felt a burning pain in his eyes.

Xue Jiaojiao opened the door and ran out. Fortunately, Lin Luoshen listened carefully in class before. She has been preparing this for the past few days, just in case something happens.

He Rong rubbed her eyes, her eyes turned red, she stumbled and ran out of the room, her shoulders were lifted by two people.

Feng Lingxiu brought people here, she had been thinking about Xue Jiaojiao's place all the time, and she saw He Rong when she came over.

With red eyes, He Rong scolded Xue Jiaojiao angrily: "Bitch! If I don't die, I will definitely take your life!"

"Take it down." Feng Lingxiu waved her hand.

He Rong was still cursing over there, but two monks from Beiju Luzhou blocked her mouth.

"Are you okay?" Feng Lingxiu looked Xue Jiaojiao up and down.

Other than some broken skin on the neck, everything else seems to be fine.

"It's okay." Xue Jiaojiao touched her neck, the blood had stopped, it was just a small wound.

"Elder Qiu is waiting for you over there."

Xue Jiaojiao followed her and changed her face back to the original.

As expected, Qiu Lingsi was waiting for her there.

"The matter is almost settled, we won't stay any longer." Qiu Lingsi said to Feng Lingxiu.

Feng Lingxiu nodded, "Naturally, I would like to thank you two for your help during this time. I will send you back home."

"it is good."

Feng Lingxiu wanted to stay and deal with the captured immortals, and see if he could dig out the news of the demon king's birth from them.

After ordering his disciples to send Qiu Lingsi and Xue Jiaojiao back to Yunmengze, Feng Lingxiu went to report to the head.

At night, all the immortal killers who went out were also caught, but Beiju Luzhou might still have slipped through the net, but this time they caught more than a dozen, which is not a small gain.

Feng Lingxiu came to the dungeon where the immortal killers were held, and brought them all out.

"When did you come?" Feng Lingxiu pointed at the Immortal Killer on the far left with her scabbard.

The man didn't speak, but turned his head away.

Feng Lingxiu clapped her hands and laughed, "It's tough enough, kill it."

Someone next to him immediately chopped off the man's head, and he didn't even have time to close his eyes.

The person next to the Immortal Killer just now was spattered with blood, his body trembling.

"And you, when did you come?"

Feng Lingxiu looked at him with a smile.

"A year ago." Immortal Killer lowered his head, not daring to look into other people's eyes.

"Good boy, tell me, how much do you know about the birth of the Demon Lord?"

Immortal Killer shook his head, "I don't know, I really don't know!"

"Kill it." Feng Lingxiu waved her hand lightly.

Raising the knife again, Feng Lingxiu asked one by one from left to right with a smile.

Anyone who refuses to answer will be killed directly, and these immortal killers will not be allowed to stay anyway.

"Let me ask you, how much do you know about the birth of the Demon Lord?"

The person being asked this time was Yuan Zongduo, who gritted his teeth with a troubled expression.

Feng Lingxiu lost her patience, "Kill it."

When the knife was about to fall on Yuan Zongduo's neck, Yuan Zongduo suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute!"

He knelt and crawled towards Feng Lingxiu, "I say, I say!"

Feng Lingxiu looked at him intently.

"Say."

"Yuan Zongduo!" He Rong stared at him with wide eyes.

Yuan Zongduo didn't dare to turn his head to see He Rong's face.

"Two years ago, we received news from the Demon Race two years ago, and only then did we know that the Demon Lord was not dead, but left a wisp of remnant soul ready to be born back, but we don't know exactly where he was born. Luzhou is to inquire about the news of the sect, and also to find the location where the Demon Lord was born."

Feng Lingxiu stroked the hilt of his sword, "Are there people like you in other sects?"

Yuan Zongduo closed his eyes and said, "Yes, but we can't send anyone in Yunmengze. There is an elder with the blood of the Immortal Killer there. We are too easy to be discovered."

"Damn you!" He Rong kept struggling, "You are going to ruin our plan!"

Feng Lingxiu lowered her eyes and pondered, it turned out that Immortal Killer had received the news two years ago, it seems that the matter of finding the descendant of the Demon Lord is urgent.

"I told everything I know." Yuan Zongduo lowered his head to the ground, "You spare my life."

Feng Lingxiu waved her hand and said, "Take it down."

She winked at the man, who immediately understood and took Yuan Zongduo elsewhere to deal with.

Now only He Rong was left, and He Rong looked at her angrily.

"Tell me, when did you come here?"

"A year ago." He Rong turned her head away.

"Lie." Feng Lingxiu looked indifferent, and Xue Jiaojiao emphasized that He Rong was not easy in the note to her.

He Rong froze, and said impatiently, "One year ago is one year ago, if you don't believe it, forget it."

Feng Lingxiu snorted coldly and stood up.

"Let her have a taste of Beiju Luzhou's interrogation method, remember to hang her head, don't let her die, and call me again when she stops lying."

This He Rong's mouth is not easy to pry at first glance, so she has to use some means. Before continuing to interrogate He Rong, she has to tell the head of the news she just got, and then pass it on to other sects.

After completing the task, Qiu Lingsi and Xue Jiaojiao have left Beiju Luzhou, keeping a low profile as when they came.

Today is Mid-Autumn Festival, Xue Jiaojiao looked up and saw the full moon.

Qiu Lingsi took out the moon balls from the square inch ring like a magic trick, and handed one to Xue Jiaojiao.

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, it's time to eat moon balls."

Xue Jiaojiao took it in surprise.

(End of this chapter)