Feeding humans, she's serious

"Ning Zhi, calm down." Not wanting to see him cause greater consequences due to his impulsiveness, Qian Qiuxue stood directly in front of him, faced him, and comforted him with solemn eyes: "Fairy Fanyin...could she... Do you want to see you like this?"

"She'll probably like it."

Hearing that name, Ning Zhi's aura calmed down a lot. He was the one who was so angry at first that he seemed to want to slaughter this place, but when he said this, his dark eyes suddenly softened a lot: " Sanskrit will not criticize me because of these blunt and incompetent people."

Qian Qiuxue couldn't help raising her eyes to look at him, the words that she couldn't help but want to comfort her slipped in her throat because she was sad, and she couldn't say it.

"..."

But the situation finally stabilized.

Qian Qiuxue turned around and looked at Sect Master Chi Xiao with a complicated face, opened her mouth, but stopped talking.

She really wanted to say something to make him stop being so hostile to Ning Zhi... But it was because of this that Qian Qiuxue didn't know how to speak.

——With Sect Master Chi Xiao's violent temper that even his master is somewhat helpless... One mistake can easily be labeled as an accomplice.

"Ning Zhi, what is your purpose?!"

Sect Master Chi Xiao's tone was still gloomy, but the sharp aggression seemed to be suppressed by force, mixed with the increasingly heavy breathing, it was not so conspicuous.

... Ning Zhi seems to have surpassed expectations in strength, and there are sect disciples behind him, once they fight, it is impossible to protect them well.

Sect Master Chi Xiao felt a little aggrieved rarely, seeing that the person in front of him didn't speak, he couldn't help frowning and continued to ask: "If you just want to attend Fairy Fanyin's funeral..."

"Heh," came a cold snort that seemed to pass through the thousand-year-old ice and snow.

Ning Zhi raised his head, and those deep eyes approached step by step. After a while, he narrowed his eyes, expressionless: "It seems that you didn't take my words seriously."

"If you really want to hold a funeral, I don't mind adding a few more corpses to your sect now."

"In that case, you killed them..."

In just a few words, Ning Zhi's anger and calmness were completely taken away.

He paused, lowered his eyes, and slowly pulled out the sharp-edged bone whip from the space.

After three days of separation, we should look at each other with admiration.

The whip, which was already full of hostility, was soaked in countless blood and then walked into the void... At this time, the killing atmosphere stained on it was completely beyond the ability of this group of people who grew up in the world of cultivating immortals to face.

For a moment, the Chixiao Sect Master felt suffocated by the bone whip.

——Those eyes were too gloomy, and the bloody smell of the original nine points was increased to twelve points.

He had never understood so deeply that the person in front of him was no longer the young monk trapped in a protective cover, but the Demon Lord who had been fought in the Demon Realm.

Sect Master Chi Xiao stood in front of his disciples and signaled them to retreat, but he could not retreat, nor could he retreat any further.

The epee has been destroyed, and at this moment, facing the imposing Ning Zhi, the odds are probably not even five points.

There was a trace of hesitation in his heart about making a decision, but soon, his eyes touched Ning Zhi's coiled whip, and that emotion was suppressed in an instant.

"Ning Zhi!" Qian Qiuxue rarely showed an extremely serious expression. She stared silently at the murderous man in front of her, but tried to calm down again: "Are you really going to make such a big noise here?"

Qian Qiuxue was vague, unable to say a harsh word.

——Obviously at this distance, she should have received the greatest impact, but surprisingly, those ferocious auras seemed to have bypassed her, and they all went straight to the group of people behind her.

But if you think about it seriously, this result is probably even worse.

Because Ning Zhi has never lost his mind - he is now wrapped around an executioner who doesn't value any life.

Except for Gu Fanyin.

Except for Gu Fanyin.

It was as if he had been wiped out of all other feelings for an instant, and he only cared about that one person.

But that person may never come back.

The air eaten by the murderous aura was exceptionally quiet. Some people tried to say something, but before they could say it, they were quickly suppressed by the companions around them.

Just by being close, I'm already so oppressed that I can't breathe. If I add more fire to it...

—None of them want to touch that bad luck.

"Ning Zhi," Qian Qiuxue said silently, and under the extremely urgent environment, he suddenly felt blessed in his heart: "This is the Yunqiong Temple."

"If Fairy Fanyin wants to come back, she definitely doesn't want to see this place covered in blood."

"Ah, that's right," Ning Zhi's eyelashes trembled slightly, his voice was soft, and in almost a few seconds, the malice in his eyes melted away, "This is the Yunqiong Palace..."

……is home.

"This time, let's treat you as lucky," Ning Zhi sighed, and turned around without any scruples, not paying any attention to these people who came to make trouble.

The Yunqiong Temple that had already taken shape gave Ning Zhi the real feeling that he was still in the world. He raised his hand to cover his heart, and stared right at the place where he and Gu Fanyin once slept together.

The clouds are light and the wind is light, and they are high above.

"Ning Zhi..." Qian Qiuxue, who used the topic to divert her murderous intent, hesitated to speak.

The sword cultivator who was usually not good at words was not good at facing such a situation. She was silent, unable to ignore the much thinner figure and the lifeless aura that seemed to disappear at any time.

But when the words came to his lips, he still couldn't say anything.

Ning Zhi had already trapped himself in that dead situation, not allowing anyone to approach, nor allowing himself to leave.

"Go away?" Ning Zhi suddenly turned his head, Luoluo's eyes were filled with shocking silence, "Do you want me to give you a ride?"

"Then we won't bother you anymore, take your leave."

The first to respond was Qian Qiuxue, who was still at the forefront. She glanced at the livid Sect Master Chi Xiao behind her, and her originally blank gaze had become a little tired.

No one answered, and after a while, the noise surrounding Yunqiong Palace began to dissipate.

Ning Zhi still stood alone at the door silently. After an unknown amount of time, he slowly raised his hand and landed it on the already cool table, with a gloomy expression.

"sand--"

In such a tense atmosphere, a lingering sound suddenly appeared, Ning Zhi was startled for a moment, and then ran towards the source of the sound extremely fast in the blink of an eye.

It was a thicket of trees that could hide the figure.

Ning Zhi stood in front of it, even breathing slowed down to the point where it was barely audible.

"Shh-"

He just stiffened his hands and broke open the entire bush.

However, there was nothing inside, it was empty, and even the sound of the wind blowing was soft and inconceivable.

"..."

Ning Zhi lowered his eyes and put his fingertips on the tree trunk in front of him. Before the gloomy frustration in his heart arose, he was the first to notice something was wrong.