After the abusive husband became enlightened, the fox demon master turned black

The wound was so deep that the bones were visible, and the blood drained away so quickly that Xie Sui could no longer hold on and slowly knelt down.

Huang Cuihua followed him and knelt outside the cage.

"I know, I don't blame you."

Huang Cuihua said, urging her spiritual power to treat it.

"Why do you think you're doing this? If you can't say it, then don't say it. It's not an important thing."

"No, it's very... important." Xie Sui raised his hand and grabbed Huang Cuihua's spiritual power-transmitting hand, pressing it tightly against his face.

"You... don't need... my protection now. It's... meaningless for me... to live any longer."

As it spoke, it raised the corners of its mouth and smiled, showing its fangs.

"Madam, I don't want to... live like this anymore."

With tears in its eyes, it tilted its head and leaned closely against Huang Cuihua's hand, letting the blood flow downwards.

Huang Cuihua stretched out her other hand and placed it on its hand.

The evil spirit in the iron cage gradually lost its breath, and the black hair on its body gradually fell away, turning into a thin scholar.

"Madam, I am very lucky to have met you." After the scholar said this, he lost his breath.

"Husband? Husband!"

The scholar didn't respond, just lowered his defeated and thin hand.

he died.

A line of clear tears fell from the corner of Huang Cuihua's eyes. She did not cry loudly, but raised her hand to brush down the scholar's open eyes.

"Husband, you can leave if you want."

She was very calm, turned around and asked He Wenjie, "Can I take him away now?"

He Wenjie hurried forward and removed the cage, "Of course."

Huang Cuihua said her thanks and then turned around and hugged the scholar's body sideways.

As soon as she calmed down, she had a different kind of beauty, like a weak willow supporting the wind, quiet and elegant, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and tears were flowing freely.

"I...I'll help you." He Wenjie wanted to comfort you, but he was stupid and could only stretch out his hand to pick up the scholar's body.

Huang Cuihua dodged lightly, "No need."

Walking to the door of the Tianlao, Huang Cuihua said goodbye to the two of them, then turned around and disappeared.

He Wenjie also quickly followed up with an escape technique.

"Tsk, really, senior brother, why didn't you even close the door of the heavenly prison and left?" Sang Mo called the guard disciples in disbelief.

After handling all the matters, Sang Mo went out to find Chishuihuang to inquire about Xuanwu Peak.

"Ah? You mean Xuanwu Peak? There has been chaos since last night."

last night.

The entire Xuanwu Peak was filled with solemnity. Bai Mucheng, who was dressed in mourning clothes, had just finished the vigil and went to prepare for the funeral without stopping.

The wind at night was very cold. When Bai Mucheng walked through the main hall, she saw the lights inside were brightly lit. Several disciples came out with several long-lit lanterns from the main hall.

They were all frightened when they saw Bai Mucheng, turned around and ran back in a hurry.

Bai Mucheng sensed that something was wrong, so she shouted loudly: "Stop!"

Those disciples ignored him and there was no movement after entering the main hall.

Bai Mucheng hurriedly caught up.

"Asshole..." She suddenly lost her voice as she cursed. Standing in the main hall was actually an elder from Xuanwu Peak, "Uncle Zhang? What are you doing?"

Uncle Zhang was caught stealing something, but fortunately he stopped pretending, "Don't look at me like that. Everything in Xuanwu Peak belongs to everyone. If I don't take it, others will take it."

other people?

Bai Mucheng couldn't believe it and asked, "Who else is there?"

Uncle Zhang raised his chin, "That's a lot. Anyway, no one will support you, a smelly girl who is still young."

Bai Mucheng suddenly had a bad premonition. Just as she was about to ask again, one of Grandpa Bai's youngest disciples suddenly broke into the main hall, "Mu Cheng, it's not good. Elder Protector has led people to search your room. !" Bai Mucheng was shocked and hurriedly walked towards his boudoir.

When she arrived, the room was turned into a mess.

An elder with squinted eyebrows and squinted eyes suddenly laughed when he saw Bai Mucheng.

"Mu Cheng, look at how bad these people are, come to Uncle Lucun quickly."

Bai Mucheng glanced at him and became furious after seeing clearly what was in his hand.

"Asshole! What are you holding in your hand?"

The elder with the splayed eyebrows put the thing in his hand under his nose and sniffed it intoxicatedly, "Uncle Lucun, you are so interested in you. Our Mucheng's bellyband is really fragrant."

As soon as these words came out, everyone laughed and looked at Bai Mucheng with even more unbridled eyes.

"Fragrant your mother's head!" Bai Mucheng was furious and raised his sword to stab her.

But the next second, she suddenly thought of her grandfather's body.

Bai Mucheng was so frightened that she trembled all over. She was too lazy to worry about it anymore and hurriedly ran to the mourning hall.

Sure enough, someone was after her grandfather's body. As soon as Bai Mucheng walked into the mourning hall, she saw several disciples lying on her grandfather's coffin and looking inside.

Bai Mucheng's eyes were about to burst, "Stop!"

At the same time, she pulled out her natal sword and chopped off the heads of several disciples with two swipes.

Three feet of blood spurted out. With quick eyes and quick hands, Bai Mucheng kicked them away from the coffin one by one.

Not a drop of blood fell in the coffin, but Bai Mucheng's eyes were splattered with blood. She didn't say a word, just stared at the peak protector elder in front of her. As long as he dared to take a step forward, Bai Mucheng would die. A piece of flesh was torn from his body.

The elder protecting the peak knew how terrifying it was for Bai Mucheng to go crazy. He took a step back and said, "Mu Cheng, I don't want to disturb the old peak master, but Xuanwu Peak must have a helmsman. You hand over the golden seal of the master, and I will do the same." It’s not that I have to embarrass you.”

Bai Mucheng stared with blood-stained eyes, like a little wolf baring its teeth, ready to rush up and bite the enemy's neck at any time.

Even though he is immature, he is still scary enough.

The elder guarding the peak paused for a moment and asked people to surround the mourning hall. "I know Mucheng that you are angry now. I will come back to talk to you when your anger subsides."

With that said, he walked out of the mourning hall and continued to look for the leader's golden seal.

He thought: The old peak master died suddenly, and there was no time to explain the funeral arrangements. The golden seal must be hidden somewhere in Xuanwu Peak. Now this girl has been cornered, and there is no telling what she will do to force her to do so. Let others do the work.

As everyone knows, Grandpa Bai had already explained all the funeral arrangements as early as the night when Huang Xian'er snatched the inner elixir. The golden seal is now hanging on Bai Mucheng's neck.

There is a supreme skill hidden in the golden seal, and Bai Mucheng had memorized it by heart when she was a child.

Grandpa Bai had also taught Bai Mucheng all the secrets of cultivation.

It's just that the technique is extremely painful to practice, and the spiritual power will keep wandering through the practitioner's body like a golden needle piercing the skin, flesh, muscles and bones inch by inch.

Every time Bai Mucheng started practicing, he would feel so miserable that he would give up early.

But this time, there is no one who can make her act like a spoiled child. She must perfect the technique.

Bai Mucheng glanced at the disciple guarding the door, turned around and knelt down towards her grandfather's coffin again.

There wasn't much time left for her, she had to practice her skills before they touched her.

This technique does not require meditation. It only requires the spiritual power in the body to break through the meridians one by one and then reshape them.

The whole night, Bai Mucheng didn't rest for even a moment, and when he opened his eyes the next morning, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

She calmly raised her hand to wipe the sweat off her face, stood up, relit the paper-burning brazier, and continued to throw paper money into it.

Her back was straight, her eyes were steady, and the impetuous and uneasy look before had completely disappeared.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps outside the mourning hall, and a large group of people headed by the elders who protected the peak walked in.

"Bai Mucheng, where did the leader's golden seal go?"

Last night, they searched almost the entire Xuanwu Peak, not even missing an ant hole. They still couldn't find the leader's golden seal, so they concluded that the golden seal was on Bai Mucheng.

Bai Mucheng only raised her eyelids and calmly put the last piece of paper money in her hand into the fire.

"Haven't all your uncles searched it? Where do you think the golden seal of the leader is?"

The elder with splayed eyebrows chuckled and said, "Uncle Lucun will have to search you."