The cause of cultivating immortals is on my shoulders, and my junior sister is the leader.

Chapter 16

A sharp shout made the criminal stunned for a second. The room was dark and no one could see.

Only a little bit of moonlight leaked from the high window sill and shone on the ground, but it was not enough for anyone to see clearly who was coming!
Zi Yusheng sensed the action route of the man in black with her own spiritual power. She quickly got out of bed and flew to Song Qinghe's bedside, holding the tip of the sword full of murderous aura with one hand.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

After saying that, Zi Yusheng bent the sword tip to the side and then let go of his fingertips, and the sword body was ejected due to inertia.

The man in black still refused to give up. He clenched the sword in his hand and attacked Zi Yusheng with one move as fast as the wind and as fast as lightning. The light of the sword and the shadow of the sword intertwined under the moonlight. The traces of skeletons on the sword were revealed by Song Qinghe who woke up. I took note of everything.

The two fought extremely fiercely. Just as Zi Yusheng turned back, the man in black revealed his true intention and quickly withdrew his sword and struck Song Qinghe again.

Soon enough, Song Qinghe turned his head to avoid the flat sword tip, and at the same time kicked the man in black in the abdomen.

The air was awkward for a second.

Her feet were as soft and powerless as cotton!

The man in black was about to use his spiritual power to stabilize his body, but he was also stunned when he received a kick!
It turns out that this woman still has no spiritual power!
Looking at the motionless man in black, he was stunned for a second, then returned to normal and struck again with his sword.

At this time, Zi Yusheng kicked the sword over in mid-air, and the man in black was so excited that he took a few steps back.

"Help!"

"Don't kill me...don't kill me!"

The two big brothers in the northwest corner were huddled on the bed and trembling, and they screamed out in excitement from the sound of the sword rubbing against each other.

The moment the man in black turned around, Zi Yusheng waved his sleeves, and the light blue spiritual power rekindled the extinguished candle like a sweeping wind.

The room suddenly lit up, and the dim candlelight illuminated everyone. It was possible to see, and it turned out to be a black-clothed assassin wearing a black robe, night clothes and a green mask with fangs.

The man in black, who looked like a man with a green face and a fanged mask, had eyes full of disgust. He flicked his sleeves and extinguished the candlelight instantly.

At the moment of light, Song Qinghe also saw clearly the appearance of the man in black. The two eldest brothers huddled together on their respective beds.

The two of them kept shouting, "Don't kill me! It's not me! Don't kill me!"

Zi Yusheng attacked the man in black's face again.

"I'm curious as to who is trying to make something mysterious!"

The man in black bent back and slipped away from Zi Yusheng's strong hand.

At this moment, the masked man in black stretched out a hand, and several bright green flames burst out from his palm, hitting Zi Yusheng.

He is still a capable monk!

Ziyu Sheng couldn't bear to show weakness, he pinched out a blue light magic formula with his fingertips, and a piece of blue ice arrows floated motionless in the air. As it condensed, he waved his hand and shot countless ice arrows towards the man in black.

The green fireball flashed past and hit the wall next to Song Qinghe's bed, shaking the whole house.

The ghostly figure of the man in black dodged countless ice arrows, making it difficult to see his steps. It seemed as if he could only see black shadows flashing past at a frightening speed.

"I didn't expect you to be very capable."

Song Qinghe, who had already gotten out of bed at some point, appeared from behind Zi Yusheng. As his voice rang out, a stream of cyan smoke rose from his hand and sprinkled towards the man in black.

The man in black quickly stretched out his arms to cover his face, closed his eyes and held his breath.

Who knew that the next second, Zi Yu Sheng would kick him to the ground.

"You cheat!"

The eyes of the masked man in black burst with anger, and he used his spiritual power to flip one hand toward the ground, flip and jump, and stood up again. "Why did you say this? I never said it was poisonous smoke from the beginning to the end. It was just to confuse you. How can you say it was deception?"

Song Qinghe clasped his hands and raised his eyebrows as he looked at the man in black in amusement, his eyes full of teasing.

The man in black was so angry that he once again activated his spiritual energy to accumulate strength and gradually formed a green light sword.

At this moment, Song Qinghe touched Zi Yu Sheng's arm and raised his eyebrows at him.

"It's all fancy, he's accumulating power, now, take advantage of his illness to kill him!"

After whispering, the man in black was about to finish charging up. Zi Yusheng attacked without saying a word. His palm was filled with blue spiritual power and knocked away the man in black who was still accumulating power. The door was also impacted by this force. The body was torn apart and fell into the yard with the door and the body attached.

The green-faced and fanged mask of the man in black fell off, and the two of them took a closer look as they chased out the door.

The mask fell off, but there was still a black mask inside!

The man in black held his chest, spit out a large mouthful of blood and stared at the two men fiercely.

"You...don't talk about Wude!"

The hoarse voice of the man in black was as hoarse as a slipper stuck in his throat, hard to hear.

This sentence made Song Qinghe almost laugh out loud, but he just raised the corners of his lips and looked at the man in black standing up with his hands on the ground as if watching a good show.

"Which sect or organization do you belong to? Why didn't your superiors tell you that using less bells and whistles will help avoid being attacked by others? You are not professional enough!"

Song Qinghe's teasing words contained three parts mockery, seven parts disdain and one part regret.

The man in black frowned and stopped answering.

I didn't expect this damn woman to dare to laugh at herself for not being professional!

His gaze at this time was as terrifying as cannibalism.

"Your Excellency can only scare ordinary people who have no power to restrain the chicken. Why don't you tell us why we need to take the human heart. Maybe I can pretend not to see it if I am in a good mood. You should continue to take it."

The man in black was ridiculed and became furious.

"A dead man talks so much!"

The man in black gritted his teeth and said impatiently, then attacked again with his sword. Song Qinghe ducked to the left, then took a step back and looked at Zi Yusheng.

"It's up to you, you have to live."

Immediately afterwards, Zi Yusheng took over the attack from the man in black. While the two were fighting fiercely, Song Qinghe took the opportunity to pick up the mask with green face and fangs.

The man in black also gradually fell into a disadvantage, and it was difficult to retreat after being beaten step by step. However, Zi Yusheng held the anemone sword and attacked more gracefully and fiercely.

Just when the sword hit the man in black, another man in black with a mask appeared. Before he could see clearly, he was obscured by the thick white mist emitted by the smoke bomb he dropped on the ground. sight.

By the time the thick fog dissipated, there was no one in the yard.

"There is a dark shadow in the distance, let me go take a look!"

After saying that, Zi Yusheng followed the blurry black shadow, and Song Qinghe returned to the house with the mask.

The two elder brothers were shivering on the bed, holding their bleeding shoulders.

Could it be that the man in black stabbed him crookedly?

(End of this chapter)