I don't want to be a concubine when I was reincarnated in the ancient neon

In the painting boat wandering on the river.

The men and women who heard the movement came out of the boat and leaned on the railing to look towards the river.

Seeing this, Xiwu stomped on the river, and a circular wave exploded on the water under her feet, spreading around. She ejected, her body burst tens of meters high, and landed on the opposite bank.

The people on the boat only saw a ring-shaped wave exploded on the surface of the water, thinking that they had encountered a water monster, they all asked to come ashore.

Except for a small boat.

The size of this ship is not a painting, it should be a private cruise ship.

The light gauze on the boat is swaying, there are soft couches, incense burners... There is no boatman on board, but it is still moving forward slowly, as if there is an invisible hand pushing the boat forward.

Standing at the bow was a graceful woman, she did not wear the kimono that women usually wear, but a white skirt, she looked thirteen or fourteen years old.

There is awe in the beauty, and the corners of the eyes and eyebrows are all ethereal, just standing there, straight and elegant, with a natural temperament, exuding an aura that strangers should not get close to.

"Huh~"

She lightly parted her vermilion lips, and spoke softly, her voice was cold and ethereal, and her shockingly beautiful face looked towards the direction where the evening mist disappeared.

Obviously, she can capture Yugiri's speed.

However, it is this kind of Ice Snow Fairy who looks like she does not eat fireworks in the world, but her tone of voice is very frivolous: "Interesting, I did not expect to meet such an interesting beauty in this small northern land. The true energy of the breathing master..."

After she finished speaking, she felt it carefully, and said with great interest: "There is a ghost-level ghost over there, and there are looming fluctuations in the spirit element in the distance, and the intensity is almost to the point of seeing... What is this, the breathing method The master hunted down the trainee onmyoji?"

The woman's beautiful face is full of interest.

Stretch out the green jade fingers to draw in the air, leaving blue lines in the air where the fingertips pass.

After she finished sketching, the complicated lines in the air began to twist, and finally turned into a blue light bird.

"Go and see what's going on over there."

Accompanied by her words, the blue light bird flapped its wings and disappeared in the air without a sound.

Volume 129: [-] Acquaintances

Across the river bank.

Liang Zisheng lay lovelessly in the mud mixed with reeds, cattail grass and other weeds.

Her body was broken from the waist, and her upper and lower body bent into a strange arc, where the black mist was almost transparent.

If it was a human being, she would probably die on the spot, but now she is just relying on the tenacious vitality of the grieving ghost to survive.

Liangzi could only watch Xiwu's small figure helplessly, like a fairy in the legend, descending from the sky, with a celestial appearance, completely natural.

It's just that on the fairy's exquisite and graceful body, the wrapped clothes are slit at the waist and embroidered with gorgeous butterflies.

Xiwu fell in the weeds, looked down at the dying Ryoko from a high position, and said something inexplicable:

"Zuichunlou's clothes are not without advantages. Although they are a little thinner and easier to take off, they won't affect the wearer's movements. Don't you think so, Sister Huazhi?"

After Xiwu finished speaking, she turned and looked at the dark grove on the other side.

rustle……

Accompanied by the rustling of dresses and weeds, a beautiful figure slowly appeared from the darkness.

It is the flower pheasant that I haven't seen for a few days.

Hua Pheasant is dressed in a red dress, with pale skin, black hair and hanging down his waist, forming a sharp contrast between black and white.

The lips and nails were bright red, the pupils full of pitch black were lifeless, and there were only infinite holes, as if the soul had been hollowed out, like a walking dead.

At this time, she was staring at Xiwu, a rare flash of unconcealable sadness and disbelief in her dark pupils.

"Long time no see, Xiao Xi'er, I didn't expect that we would meet again in this form."

The master asked her to investigate the murderer who killed Jing Ji. When she returned to Younv Street, she heard a loud noise from the river, followed by the scene in front of her.

She never imagined that the disciple she had taught for a few days, that slender and weak beauty embryo, would be such a powerful master.

"Me too, I didn't expect to see Sister Huazhi in this form." Xiwu asked, "Sister Huazhi came today to save this companion?"

Huazhi shook her head: "I don't know her, I just followed the master's order to investigate who killed Jing Ji."

Speaking of this, she paused, and looked at Xiwu with a complicated expression: "I never thought that that person would be you."

After hearing about it, Xigiri knew that the owner of Hanapheasant was not that Shingen, but someone else.

"Now that you know, what are you going to do?" Xi Wu looked at her quietly.

Huazhi shook his head: "I didn't see anything."

A warm feeling flowed in Xi Wu's heart, sister Huazhi was still the same sister Huazhi.

"Sister Huazhi, who is the master you are talking about? Is it Santu Xiang?"

When Huazhi heard the name 'Santu Xiang', she suddenly changed her previous gentleness, her face twisted, and she yelled sharply: "Shut up, don't mention that person!"

The hatred and resentment in his tone made Xiwu stunned for a moment.

"Sorry, I got a little excited." Huazhi calmed down slowly.

"No, it's better to say that I feel relieved to hear that Sister Huazhi is still so angry." Xiwu pursed her lips and smiled, "Sister Huazhi, you haven't said who your master is yet?"

"Master, master..." Huazhi repeated these two words, deep fear appeared in his eyes.

"Xiao Xi'er, don't ask, it's not something you can control. You have the ability to survive in this world, so just leave here, leave Fuzhong City, and find a remote place to live happily."

"I think so too. It's just that although I'm not a good person, but seeing people I know being brutally killed and turned into ghosts, if I just walk away without doing anything, my thoughts will not flow smoothly." Xi Wu resolutely road.

Hana Pheasant's expression was moved, and the way he looked at Xiwu gradually changed, giving birth to an inexplicable feeling, and his frozen heart felt the long-lost warmth again.

She was betrayed by her lover, and after being brutally tortured by her master, she became a ghost and became a slave.

She once despaired of the world and the future, but now, a warmth spread from the bottom of her heart silently.

"Then what do you want to do?" the pheasant asked.

"Save you, or kill you, and if possible, kill your master." Xi Wu said coldly.

A wry smile appeared on the corners of Huazhi's lips: "It's not easy to kill my sister. My sister is the most powerful red-clothed ghost among ghosts, and that's why the master took so much trouble to get me."

"A ghost in red? What do you mean?" Xiwu asked.

Huazhi explained: "I also heard from the master that there are three types of ghosts. One is the grieving ghost over there, the weakest. It is formed by a special method to seal the soul after brutally killing ordinary women. ;

The second type is an evil spirit like Jingji, which is formed with a small probability of killing a woman with a negative physique who is rare in ten years by cruel means;

The third type is the elder sister, who is the most powerful red-clothed ghost with a rare extremely Yin physique. "

"How strong is it?" Xiwu asked.

Huazhi pondered and said: "Master said that he is comparable to a senior master who practiced breathing techniques. So, Xiao Xi'er, you should go. My sister will remember your heart for a lifetime."

She didn't see Xi Wu make a move, and she didn't know Xi Wu's strength.

However, she didn't think Xiwu had reached the level of a master.

"Senior Grandmaster..." Xi Wu muttered to himself.

"I don't know if the three masters who besieged me are considered senior masters?" '

'However, the person I am now is not the person I was a few months ago...'

"Sister Huazhi, I decided to give it a try." Xiwu looked at her intently.

The corner of Huazhi's mouth curled up, as if he had made a decision: "Okay then, come on."

"Okay, I'll come, sister Huazhi will pick it up."

After Xiwu finished speaking, she bent down and stepped forward, holding the Taidao tightly in her white hands without any blemishes, and slowly raised her jade arms like a bright moon, gathering the true qi of her whole body, the powerful master-level cultivation combined with the innate ability [Extreme Speed], and slashed out.

Swish!

The sharp blade of the Sanchi Taidao pierced the air, and there was a sharp whistling sound, and a bright silver light stretched 70 meters away in an instant, and then disappeared in a flash.

Huazhi suddenly widened her pitch-black ghostly eyes, her disbelief beyond words.

fast!

This knife is too fast!

In less than a blink of an eye, the silver flash had already slashed in front of her, and she wanted to avoid it, but it was too late.

At this moment, she felt the strength gap between the two.

In a hurry, she instinctively raised her hand to block it.

But suddenly, her raised hand stopped.

'Isn't it decided... What's the point of living like a puppet like this, just annihilated in ashes like this...It's not bad. '

Volume 130: 4 Friendship and Neglect ([-]K)

Yugiri took a false step, and his body shot out at high speed. The real energy burned without any scruples, and a huge burst of energy burst out, pushing the Taidao in his hand to disappear instantly.

The blade sliced ​​through the air, sending out a piercing screech that seemed to tear apart the night.

Xiwu heard that Huazhi said that she was very powerful, so she didn't spare any strength for this knife.

However, after making the move, she discovered that Sister Huazhi was not as powerful as she said, and that Sister Huazhi didn't resist, obviously begging for death.

Between lightning and flint.

Xiwu wanted to stop, but under the huge inertia, it was too late for her to stop.

In addition, time is so tight that it is impossible to even adjust the trajectory of the blade.

in haste.

Yugiri could only twist his wrist, changing the edge of the blade to the side of the sword.

The area of ​​the windward side suddenly multiplied several times, as if changing from a thin line to a sap, colliding with the air to form a deafening explosion.

Long-!

With a roar, the Pheasant's body seemed to be hit by a shell, and it was thrown backwards. The reeds, cattail grass, and wet mud on the ground were also lifted up, making a mess.

After a long time, the dust dispersed.

"Sister Huazhi!" Xiwu exclaimed, and jumped in front of Huazhi.

The flower pheasant was lying in the weeds, a three-finger-wide wound was split on the neck, and it was bent back about ninety degrees. The black mist billowed inside, trying to wipe away Xiwu's true energy.

Such a terrifying injury is, of course, inevitable for human beings.

But on the female ghost, it just hurts a little.

A purely physical blow, if it can't smash rocks into atoms in one blow, will be very effective in harming them.

Huazhi propped up his upper body from the ground, hung his head on his neck, and said sadly, "Xiao Xi'er, why? Didn't you say you wanted to help my sister out?"

"Liberation doesn't have to be killed! I think my sister can be rescued." Xi Wu said.

"Rescue, rescue?" Huazhi was stunned, it was the first time she heard this word.

However, as a young talented girl, she was very smart and immediately understood the meaning of this word.

She was so devoted to San Tuxiang before, but she can't be blamed, after all, she was facing another civilization with thousands of years of cultural accumulation.

Rather, she was able to be deceived by San Tuxiang with a few literary classics, which just shows her outstanding talent and learning, and she can empathize with the ancients through those famous sentences through the ages.

Otherwise, let San Tuxiang tell Wu Ying those classic sentences, and Wu Ying will only reply him with "Fuck, awesome." Then... there will be no more, Wu Ying will not just say a few words Just obsessed with a man.

"Take it, save it. It's impossible. The master put something strange in my body, and I can't escape." Huazhi looked sad, and Zhao Xiwu shook his head.

She shook her hanging head, looking very weird and gloomy, that is to say, there is no normal person present.

Otherwise, he would have fainted from fright.

"Strange thing..." Xiwu suddenly remembered the mouse made of blue light that jumped out of Jing Ji's body when she killed Jing Ji.

'Does the strange thing mean the mouse? '

"Sister Huazhi, can that strange thing move?"

"Yeah." Huazhi nodded, and said with lingering fear, "Not only can it move, but it can also scream. Every time it moves, it tortures my sister to death."

"If you take that thing out, will my sister be free?"