Cultivation is too difficult, and people will die if they do the tasks.

After finishing his words, Leng Zijiao stood up and pushed the air ball forward.

Although Chen Shimei couldn't see it, her spiritual consciousness sensed a cold air in front of her. She couldn't help but tremble, and the shiver from the bottom of her soul spread throughout her body.

"Yinsha Bingxin..."

As the air ball sank into Chen Shimei's chest, Chen Shimei froze before she could finish her words.

Bai Wan'er saw that a mass of white cracks started from Chen Shimei's heart and extended to his body and limbs, and soon covered the whole color, and even his hair turned gray.

"puff"

A burst of white smoke came out of Chen Shimei's chest, and a hole opened in her chest. What flowed out was not blood, but gray-white smoke.

"Wow"

Leng Zijiao spat out a mouthful of blood, his body crumbling.

Bai Wan'er quickly supported Leng Zijiao and stuffed a pill into his mouth.

"Why bother? Just chop off his head. Your injury hasn't healed yet, and this will make it worse."

Leng Zijiao wiped the blood from his mouth and said with a smile: "This guy betrayed the sect. I used the sect's secret method, and this guy's soul is gone. He can never be reincarnated again."

Bai Wan'er shook his head and smiled: "Okay, they still have accomplices, we'd better avoid them first, find a place to hide, and take care of you."

Leng Zijiao raised his eyebrows: "Fellow Daoist Bai knocked Chen Shimei down in the middle of her heartbeat in one move. Is it possible that Daoist Bai is still afraid of his accomplices?"

Bai Wan'er's face darkened: "Wan'er said that you can eat as much rice as you want from a big bowl, and you will never make a fool of yourself by pretending to be fat. Fellow Taoist, you forgot."

Bai Wan'er had just taken advantage of the opponent's underestimation and arrogance, and secretly used the red thread light-escape needle to blind Chen Shimei's eyes.

In order to save Xiao Hongye in the mouse hole, even the demon cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage suffered from the red thread light-escape needle.

At such a close distance just now, Daluo Immortal couldn't hide.

No, someone can escape.

Bai Wan'er's eyes darkened. When she entered the formation at the Baihuamen Hairpin Competition, the red thread light-escape needle got closer to her, but was stopped by Xuan Mo.

Sure enough, Xuan Mo's strength was terrifying.

"Of course I remember, Fellow Daoist Bai's words are always refreshing." Leng Zijiao said with a smile.

Leng Zijiao's words brought Bai Wan'er out of her thoughts.

Bai Wan'er took back the wishful lock. Chen Shimei still stood upright, like a stone statue.

With a light touch of Bai Wan'er's fingers, the stone statue fell apart and scattered on the ground.

The dignified demon cultivator turned into a pile of rubble.

Bai Wan'er found two Qiankun bags from the rubble. With a wave of his hand, a gust of wind blew the gravel into the grass in the distance.

"Take these two."

Bai Wan'er threw the Qiankun bag over.

Leng Zijiao picked up one and stuffed it into his arms, and handed the other to Bai Wan'er.

"I will keep my own. This one belongs to Chen Shimei. He was defeated by fellow Taoist and should be given to fellow Taoist."

Bai Wan'er smiled and accepted it, helping Leng Zijiao to leave quickly.

When it got dark, I came to a forest and found an open cave.

Bai Wan'er explored the surrounding environment, arranged a barrier, and the two of them hid inside.

Bai Wan'er waved her hand, and a ball of flame burned out of thin air. In a short while, the cold cave was filled with warmth.

Bai Wan'er took out a soft cushion and handed it to Leng Zijiao: "The ground is wet and cold. It's more comfortable to sit on the cushion."

"Thank you very much"

Leng Zijiao will no longer feel that Bai Wan'er is greedy for pleasure. Sometimes, being kind to yourself really makes you feel better. It seems that Bai Wan'er has not delayed her cultivation because of her love for enjoyment, and her cultivation has progressed very quickly.

Bai Wan'er asked: "Chen Shimei said that Wei Feng went to Beiyuan, are you going there too?"

"I will tell Master what Wu Lun did and the recent changes in the demon world." "Actually, the guardian already knows about Wu Lun."

Leng Zijiao was stunned: "How did Master know about it?"

Bai Wan'er told her about her encounter with Wei Feng when she was removing the blood jade toad.

"At first, the guardian said he wanted to go back to the Demon Realm to have a look, saying that there was something strange happening in the Demon Realm. It's a pity that we missed it with you."

Leng Zijiao let out a long sigh: "I was looking for Master in the demon world, but I didn't expect that Master would bump into you and learn about Wu Lun. What a coincidence."

Bai Wan'er smiled and said: "So you don't have to rush to Beiyuan to find a guardian. It's business to recover from your injuries first."

Leng Zijiao nodded after hearing this.

Seeing that Leng Zijiao was about to meditate and heal his injuries, Bai Wan'er interrupted him: "Let's see what good things are in that guy's Qiankun bag first."

Bai Wan'er poured the contents of Chen Shimei's Qiankun bag onto the ground.

The ground was sparkling, and things were spread all over the place.

Bai Wan'er's eyes lit up.

This guy is very rich. He has made a fortune himself. This is probably the happiness brought about by robbing one's home.

Bai Wan'er pulled her eyes back from the sparkling spirit stone and saw Leng Zijiao picking up a jade plaque with a gloomy expression.

"Friend Leng, what is this?"

"This is a keepsake for the disciples of Wuxin Pavilion. The master personally gives it to each disciple when they enter the school." Leng Zijiao was filled with emotion.

"Put it away, these are your master's things." Bai Wan'er pointed to the things on the ground, "You pick first, what things you can use."

"No," Leng Zijiao declined, "These are all the contributions of fellow Taoists. I can't take away your love."

Bai Wan'er smiled and said: "You're welcome, I'm not poor or generous. There are some things here that Wan'er doesn't know and won't use. You can take them without wasting them."

Leng Zijiao lowered his head and thought for a moment, then picked a few more items from the pile.

"These things are unique magic weapons of Wuxin Pavilion. If my fellow Taoist uses them and lets others discover them, I'm afraid it will cause unnecessary trouble. I will take them away."

"I'll give you the pills in this porcelain bottle. You need these right now." Bai Wan'er handed over a porcelain bottle.

Just as Leng Zijiao was about to refuse, Bai Wan'er forced it into his hand.

Leng Zijiao cupped his hands and saluted: "One day, Zijiao will thank you Taoist friend again."

Bai Wan'er's mouth curved: "Wan'er believes that fellow Taoists are true men who keep their word. So it is the most cost-effective to give benefits to fellow Taoists now. There will definitely be a lot of rewards in the future."

Leng Zijiao was stunned for a moment, then a smile spread from the corners of his eyes, and even the tips of his eyebrows were filled with happiness.

"Fellow Daoist Bai's plan is right. He should take advantage of the crisis to provide help in times of crisis. Only in this way will there be great rewards."

Bai Wan'er smiled lightly: "Wan'er never does business at a loss, so if you give it to fellow Taoist, you can just accept it with confidence."

"Good, good, good."

Leng Zijiao couldn't help laughing, the orange flames were not as warm as his eyes.

It is truly a blessing in life to have a friend like Bai Wan'er.

Bai Wan'er picked up a pair of black scissors: "Wan'er is ignorant and doesn't know many things. Now please ask Taoist friends to help Wan'er clear up her doubts."

Of course Leng Zijiao was happy and began to explain Chen Shimei's legacy one by one.

"These are black gold scissors. They are extremely sharp and can cut off hard objects in an instant. It can even cut off some magic weapons."

"This is a soul-binding rope. Use this to tie a person or a low-level monster. It can trap its soul and make it unconscious like a puppet. Follow the command."

"this is……"

Leng Zijiao introduced three or four things in succession, and Bai Wan'er's eyes lit up.

At this time, Leng Zijiao picked up a few things and looked at them, and was stunned. After thinking about it, she took out the porcelain bottle given by Bai Wan'er and opened it to take a closer look. The look of suspicion on his face became even stronger.