After Wearing a White Moonlight Stand-in

The latest chapter after wearing a white moonlight stand-in!

In this competition, in the end, the disciple who kept the precepts was defeated.

There was no way, he really couldn't beat Qiao Wan to death, and no matter how he pumped, Qiao Wan was firm.

The disciple who kept the precepts collapsed, and finally gave in to the underworld forces, stretched out his hand and pushed roughly, "Go in!"

"This time, if you dare to stir up trouble again, see!"

Unexpectedly, Qiao Wan was quite polite. Seeing that the disciple who kept the precepts really gave her a single room, she immediately bowed obediently and saluted, and she was completely different from the thorn just now, "Thank you, brother."

The disciple who kept the precepts almost fainted from anger.

Finally changed to a quiet single room, Qiao Wan found a corner and sat down cross-legged, began to meditate, and released his consciousness.

But as soon as he released his consciousness, it was as if something blocked it, and it bounced back violently.

This time, Qiao Wan's brain was almost smashed.

It seems that the dungeon is not only restricted by people's cultivation, but also people's consciousness.

In order to prevent the prisoners from escaping, the Precept Hall made perfect preparations, from Yuling Wall, to Fengyuan Nail, and to the dungeon array. For twelve hours a day, there were uninterrupted patrols by precept-keeping disciples.

There are five days left.

Qiao Wan stretched out her fingers and poked five marks on the wall.

She has five days to plan to escape.

Five days later, the disciples of the Discipline Hall will take her to the execution platform to execute her in public, and then she will be broken into Feng Yuan Nail.

She is Zhou Yan's apprentice, Zhou Yan is the peak master of the twelve peaks of Kunshan, one of the few elders of the god-transforming stage, and has a high status. No matter what, you should not be favoritism. Come out and be an "example" to all Kunshan disciples.

In these five days, she has to figure out the basic operation of this dungeon. If she doesn't escape within five days, she can only find a way on the day of execution.

Leaning against the wall, Qiao Wan let out a long sigh of relief, and only at this moment did she feel pain all over her body.

There was myrrh in the dungeon, Qiao Wan tugged at the corner of his clothes and casually wrapped himself the wound on his hand, which was bitten by a dog demon.

After wrapping up the wound, he fell asleep relying on the control of the spiritual wall.

This time, she seemed to have had a dream again.

In the dream, it is a bamboo sea and a pine creek. The mist is lingering, the bamboo wind moves lightly, and the sparse bamboo leaves on the small wall appear and disappear from time to time.

There was a man sitting in front of Zhuzhai, who was ordering tea. The fragrance of tea was overflowing, and the jade tea set was clinking.

Qiao Wan walked over unexpectedly.

The man raised his head and glanced at her.

"Night?"

The voice sounded familiar.

Through the fog, Qiao Wan could vaguely see the facial features of the man Zhou Zheng. He was about 30 years old, his face was pale, and there were strange purple magic lines painted from the forehead to the corner of his eyes. There is also a folding fan in his hand, and the folding fan is painted with pavilions and pavilions, and thousands of figures.

The man raised his hand, a white plum blossom was embroidered on the corner of his sleeve, he swung his folding fan, and smiled softly.

"Uncle finally found you."

"Uncle has worked so hard for so many years to find you."

"Fortunately, my uncle finally found you."

The man said sympathetically, "Come late, come."

"Come to... uncle." The man's voice seemed to contain all kinds of tenderness and love.

"Let uncle take a good look at you?"

uncle?

Where did her uncle come from?

Qiao Wan was taken aback for a moment, her eyes widened, she could feel the demonic energy that was about to overflow from this person.

"Who is the senior? How could it appear in my dream."

The man smiled slightly, "I'm your uncle."

Joe was even more silent.

Although I can't remember most of my childhood.

But she clearly remembered that her uncle's name was "Qiao Goudan".

But considering that everything is possible in the world of self-cultivation, maybe Uncle Goudan is some kind of hidden boss, Qiao Wan hesitated for a moment, "Uncle Goudan?"

The man shook his fan's hand for a while: ...Although I don't know who Uncle Goudan is in your mouth, I am indeed your uncle.

"Sit down."

Seeing the surprise and vigilance on Qiao Wan's face, the man said lightly, "It may be abrupt, but I have been looking for you since this time."

"My name, you should have heard of it. I'm Mei Kangping."

"If you are willing to listen to me." Mei Kangping smiled slightly, "I will tell you all the reasons."

Qiao Wan's pupils tightened.

May Camping.

Even if she hadn't experienced the battle between good and evil, she had heard of the current master of the Demon Realm.

The man in front of me is Mei Kangping?

Mei Kangping is her uncle?

The wind shakes the green bamboo, the pine creek is gurgling, and the tea fragrance is fragrant all around, creating a relaxed and warm atmosphere.

According to Mei Kangping, he has a brother named Mei Yuanbai, who is Qiao Wan's father. His brother left the Demon Realm very early and disappeared. When Mei Kangping finally got the whereabouts of his brother, he didn't know where to go. It was found that the brother had gone to see the demon ancestor, and the daughter left before his death was also missing.

This daughter is Qiao Wan.

He searched for decades and couldn't find her whereabouts, and finally found her some time ago.

Qiao Wan was silent for a moment after listening.

Mei Kangping: "Wan'er, you are a smart girl. I believe you are confident in what I say. You must have doubted your unusual situation over the years."

Doubt?

She did have doubts.

From her mother's attitude towards her, her stagnant cultivation, to the demonic energy in her body during this period of time.

How obedient the demonic energy in her body is, Qiao Wan's heart couldn't be clearer.

If the man in front of him was really Mei Kangping, Qiao Wan didn't think that Mei Kangping would lie to her. As a human being, there was no need to deceive her, a cultivator worthy of building a foundation.

But this does not mean that Qiao Wan really believed what he said. Although she had dreamed before and imagined that she was actually a gangster with a hidden background, it really made Qiao Wan believe that Mei Kangping was her uncle. It's too challenging for people's lustful abilities.

As a person like him, since he can condescend to come to the door, he must need her to do something, or rather, he needs her to do something willingly.

Qiao Wan raised her eyes, looked at Mei Kangping again, and turned her head around quickly.

There was a little pity, emotion and tenderness in Mei Kangping's voice.

Qiao Wan hesitated for a while, her lips twitched, and hesitantly called out, "Uncle?"

Mei Kangping shook the hand of the folding fan for a while, and his eyes instantly revealed a complex expression of emotion, "Late, my uncle has finally found you. After so many years, you are so tired that you suffer in Kunshan."

One intends to recognize her as a niece, and the other intends to recognize her uncle. Although they are each scheming and making their own calculations, the atmosphere is very harmonious.

"That's right." Mei Kangping smiled, "Wan'er, come forward."

The man stretched out the hand holding the fan and gently touched the top of her head, releasing the devilish energy.

Qiao Wan was a little uncomfortable, and subconsciously tensed her muscles.

It was a conditioned reflex developed after fighting with monsters so many times over the years.

Who is Mei Kangping, he noticed the changes in her body almost at the same time, but he didn't show any abnormal reaction, as if he didn't notice it, he smiled slightly, "Uncle has no daughter, you are my niece, that's me Daughter, uncle will not harm you."

This demonic energy was pinched with extreme precision by him, and it was channeled into Qiao Wan's tendons one by one, patiently repairing her damaged tendons, and straightening out the disordered consciousness and demonic energy.

Mei Kangping acted like a considerate uncle. After helping her sort out the divine consciousness and demonic energy in her body, she did not force her too much, and then gently sent Qiao Wan out of the sea of ​​consciousness, giving her time to organize and think.

Qiao Wan opened her eyes and returned to the dungeon.

But this time is different from the last time, this time she has a bamboo forest in her sea of ​​consciousness.

Mei Kangping established a connection with her sea of ​​knowledge.

A male voice suddenly sounded in my mind, "Are you in the precepts hall dungeon now?"

"How did the uncle know?"

Mei Kangping: "Moyu and Kunshan have been fighting for hundreds of years. I know more about Kunshan than you."

"What are you going to do now?"

"I want to escape from prison."

"Um?"

Qiao Wan stood up and walked around the cell, "Can my uncle help me?"

Mei Kangping: "Even if you don't tell me, I will help you."

With Mei Kangping's guarantee, the success rate of Qiao Wan's escape opportunity suddenly skyrocketed.

five days.

She only has five days.

For five days, Qiao Wan paid attention to the situation in the dungeon, and discussed with Mei Kangping the precautions for escape, and cultivated a false uncle and nephew friendship. Take some time to take care of the wounds in your body.

Mei Kangping looked like a competent uncle, who knew everything and said everything, and was gentle and kind.

But manpower is limited after all, even Mei Kangping can't maintain contact with her consciousness for a long time. In a day, he can only talk to her for half an hour.

But half an hour is enough.

In the past five days, Qiao Wan has spread the consciousness a little bit forward every day, and then transmitted the formation layout that he knew clearly to Mei Kangping in real time through the sea of ​​consciousness.

Yuling Wall and Fengyuan Nail are used together. Only when the two are combined can they exert their greatest power. She has no Fengyuan Nail on her body. Compared with these prisoners, her advantage in escaping is still obvious.

The most difficult thing to do is the commandment hall dungeon array.

But Mei Kangping told her that he could help her break this formation.

As the saying goes, when the moon is dark and the wind is high at night, when people are murdered and set on fire.

There was no daylight in the dungeon, and Qiao Wan pinched her fingers to count the time, planning to wait until late at night before starting.

The cell she lives in now is a dead corner, just out of sight of the other prisoners.

Qiao Wan didn't believe that these prisoners could watch her run, unless she could lead them to run together.

She wasn't going to let them out.

It may be because of Ma Huaizhen and Zhou Yan that the disciples who hold the precepts will not easily enmity with her for their own consideration. Their attitude towards her can already be called connivance.

The nature of this jailbreak is no trivial matter. After being imprisoned for 30 years, he was still Zhou Yan's apprentice after he came out, enjoying the top resources of Kunshan. Who would be willing to let go of such good conditions.

At night, Qiao Wan's jailbreak finally started.

I found a reason to call the disciple who held the precept, and at the moment when the disciple who held the precept opened the door, Mei Kangping helped her in the sea of ​​consciousness, and together with Qiao Wan, they slammed the consciousness into the other party's sea of ​​consciousness!

The sea of ​​consciousness of this discipline-keeping disciple was almost as undefended as Xiao Boyang's sea of ​​consciousness, and Qiao Wan plunged into it without much effort.

"Go in?" Mei Kangping asked.

Qiao Wan: "Come in."

She didn't have a seal on her body, and the Spirit Control Wall had limited influence on her. After pinching a shape-changing technique, Qiao Wan got into the sleeve of the ring-holder disciple and let the ring-holder disciple hold it.

Her spiritual power is not enough to support her to maintain this shape changing technique for too long, and she has to hurry up if she wants to run.

Next, it was much easier to handle. Under the guidance of Mei Kangping, he manipulated the disciples who kept the precepts, and Qiao Wan passed through the large formation without much effort.

There were twists and turns along the way, smoothly staggering the patrolling routes of other disciples who held the precepts. Only when they reached the door, did they see two groups of disciples who were holding the precepts, holding Biqi in front of the prison door.

The disciple who held the ring, controlled by Qiao Wan, took out the jade card in his sleeve and handed it over.

"What are you going to do?"

"There is news from Elder Dingfa, asking me to come over there."

Qiao Wan held her breath and felt that when the eyes of the two scorpions swept over, they were so stiff that they didn't dare to move a finger.

Xiao Zongyuan's character and discipline were well known to everyone, and the discipline-holding disciple did not dare to delay.

As soon as he got out of the precepts hall, Mei Kangping meant to kill him.

Qiao Wan didn't say good or bad, just made the disciple who kept the precepts dizzy, stuffed it into a hidden corner, took a deep breath, and ran all the way down the precepts hall.

Mei Kangping: "You are not like your father."

Qiao Wan: "I've never seen him."

Mei Kangping was noncommittal to her answer.

She didn't kill that disciple. Sooner or later, the Discipline Hall would find out that she had slipped, and she had to hurry up if she wanted to go down the mountain.

Her sword had been confiscated long ago, and she had no way to control it, so she could only run on two legs.

Qiao Wan ran wildly for three miles against the wind.

What I didn't expect was that the Discipline Hall's movements were so fast.

Seeing a hula la flying across the sky, the sword lights reflected each other, all in the direction of the Discipline Hall, Qiao Wan snorted in her heart, and knew it was not good.

After discovering that she had escaped from prison, Kunshan must first seal the mountain.

Qiao Wan took a deep breath and rushed towards the mountain gate desperately. Just as she rushed to the front of the mountain gate, she found that the mountain gate had indeed been sealed, and a group of discipline-keeping disciples gathered in front of the mountain gate to question passersby.

Mei Kangping: "It doesn't matter if the mountain gate is sealed. You wait here for a while, and I will order all the demons to take you back to the Demon Realm."

Qiao Wan: "No need."

Noticing the coldness in Qiao Wan's voice, Mei Kangping was taken aback.

The next second, Qiao Wan cut off contact with him neatly.

Different road non-phase plan.

Maybe he was really her uncle, but she didn't want to recognize her relatives, and she didn't want to go to the Demon Realm.

Qiao Wan took out the small copper bell from her arms and glanced at it.

When she was in the mudstone secret realm, she never had the chance to use it. Now, looking at it, this little copper bell may have played a big role in her enchantment, but it is a good thing to not use it.

What Xiaohe and Mei Kangping are doing are forcing her to be enchanted.

First force her into the devil, and then use the Huairou policy, play the family card, and let her switch to the devil? If she was really "Qiao Wan", abandoned by her teacher, and once gained the comfort of her family, maybe she would really go to the Demon Realm without hesitation.

But she is not.

Even if the world does have her own father and uncle, this is not her destination.

Although she didn't remember who her parents were, she knew in her heart that her real parents could not be replaced in the past life, in the present, in another world, no matter who they were.

Qiao Wan lowered her eyes and thought calmly.

If Mei Kangping really thought about her, he wouldn't let her get caught in the dilemma and put her on the fire.

It's not without reason that she dares to cut off the connection so neatly.

Since Mei Kangping wants to play the family card with her and doesn't want to slap her face, it is impossible for her to turn her back on this matter.

Although Qiao Wan didn't quite know what she had worthy of his planning, that unknown thing was her support.

Next, it's up to her.

On the other side, the Demon Domain.

Mei Kangping shook the hand of the fan, paused, and his face darkened.

He never dreamed that his cheap niece would throw it away after using it up, so he put it together fiercely. This is really a novel experience.

And in the precepts hall.

"I haven't found it yet?!" Xiao Zongyuan's face was gloomy, his robe sleeves rolled up like a tumbling dark cloud.

"Where's Ma Huaizhen?! Why hasn't the Anbu come yet?!"

The disciple who kept the precepts gritted his teeth, with a look of embarrassment on his face, "Ask... come out... the church won't cooperate."

From the moment they found out that Qiao Wan had escaped from prison, they sent a letter to the Existence Hall. But Ma Huaizhen insisted that the Anbu disciples had something to do, that they had worked hard for a long time and needed to rest.

He was so embarrassed to use such a crude excuse!

Ma Huaizhen was clearly doing this on purpose!

This can make Qiao Wan run away. If you don't catch it back quickly, where will the face of the precepts hall be put? !

"He doesn't want to go." Xiao Zongyuan frowned, anger suddenly rushed up, "I'll go!"

"Immediately take my jade token and call today's batch of night patrol disciples over, and say that it was my order!"

"I see who dare not come!"

The disciple who held the precepts hesitated: "Where is Hall Master Ma..."

Xiao Zongyuan sneered, "His hand didn't have time to stretch out that long."

"That's right." Xiao Zongyuan stopped, "Go down immediately, go to the dungeon, bring out the prisoners who can be used, and put a ban on them. Whoever catches Qiao Wan will have a reduced sentence!"

Kunshan late at night.

The cold moon hangs high.

Suddenly, a burst of sword light suddenly cut through the night!

Numerous disciples who did not know the truth raised their heads and glanced at the sky. Countless inner sect elite disciples, with serious expressions, stepped on their swords, and the sword light scattered like shooting stars.

Before everyone could figure out what was going on with the Jianguang flying over their heads, the dungeon of the Discipline Hall, which had been silent for ten thousand years, suddenly opened!

With a squeak, a gray shadow appeared at first!

Followed by the second, third!

Countless prisoners of the Precepts Hall came out of their nests!

Joe has escaped late!

In the blink of an eye, the news swept across Kunshan in a hurricane.

Jade Qingren's apprentice, Qiao Wan, who had just returned from the mudstone secret realm, betrayed!

Now, it is impossible for Qiao Wan to go to Ma Huaizhen, let alone Gannan and Keats.

The mountain gate was sealed, and the only thing she can do now is to hide it and wait for it to change.

Among the Kunshan disciples who didn't know the truth, Qiao Wan slowly walked back, and only quickened her pace when the crowd dwindled.

Unexpectedly, it was found.

When he looked up, there were five more people in front of him, blocking the way.

The leader was a young man with messy hair and dog ears on his head.

The young man shrugged his nose and looked at her with a grin, revealing two pointed canine teeth, "I found it."

Behind him, the female cultivator and the white bone loose person, who had been beaten by Qiao Wan, walked forward slowly.

The female cultivator raised her lips and smiled slightly, "Little sister from Kunshan, it's been a long time."

"What benefits did the Precepts Hall give you to let you arrest me?" Qiao Wan asked, "How many years have I lost?"

"Little sister is very valuable." The female nun said with a charming smile, "It's been reduced by a hundred years."

"However, it's alive."

"If you die, you can only lose one..." The female cultivator stretched out her hand and compared five words, "Fifty years."

Bai Gu Sanren looked at Qiao Wan with a stern look. His face was not completely healed, and his face was blue and purple. The man gritted his teeth, "Stop talking nonsense with her."

Qiao Wan glanced roughly, and a heart sank.

These people's cultivation base has been unblocked.

When she was in prison, without her own shortcomings in cultivation, she could still speak only with her fists, but now, this road is obviously not feasible.

At the beginning, Qiao Wan smashed the scene in the prison, and now they are gritting their teeth one by one, sharpening their knives and planning to get the scene back.

However, she is not without advantages.

Although the Discipline Hall released these people to arrest her, they were still afraid of them. The Fengyuan nails on their bodies...

Joe counted late.

Not much to pull out.

The cultivation base has only recovered by fifty or sixty percent.

Except for Feng Yuan Nail, the Precepts Hall was afraid that they would run away, so there must be some restrictions on them.

If they really want to fight, she may not be able to beat them.

Come on then.

Qiao Wan raised her eyes and looked coldly at the people in front of her.

I haven't had a serious fight for so many years, and I haven't seen blood. The few in front of them looked excited and their eyes were shining.

In the blink of an eye! A one-on-five battle suddenly kicked off!

The leading dog demon licked the corner of his lips, the dog's ears twitched, and he pounced on "Ouch".

Qiao Wan's expression was serious, and she did not show any fear, and directly greeted her.

The female cultivator raised her eyebrows, a little surprised.

I didn't expect this to happen, this girl is still so reckless.

She appreciates her a little bit.

Pity.

The female nun raised her red lips and smiled lightly.

She is still waiting to catch her back to her life.

With a wrong move, Qiao Wan took a subtle footwork.

Run away!

The other people's expressions drifted subtly: Fuck! !

Isn't this nonsense? !

Hit if you can, run if you can't!

She doesn't have a deep hatred with these people, is she stuck here, waiting for others to catch it? !

Fighting has to be combined with the actual situation, and being able to bend and stretch is the last word.

"Fuck! Chase!"

Kunshan under the night, once again staged a life-threatening run!

Qiao Wan ran in front of her again, followed by a string of people chasing her fiercely.

While running, Qiao Wan tried hard to rub the ball, and from time to time, he threw one behind you, Lei Mou, before he turned his head and shouted, "In the past 100 years, only the one who caught me can get a 100-year commutation, or you guys? Can you get a 100-year sentence reduction?!"

The female cultivator jumped up suddenly and smiled enchantingly, "You're young, but you have a lot of heart."

"Do you really think that after listening to you, we will fight infighting?"

The White Bone Loose Man smiled, took out a piccolo from his sleeve, and blew it across his lips.

The flute is flying!

The surrounding suddenly shook!

Countless white skeletons, shaking off the soil, crawled out from the ground, opened their legs and rushed forward.

He rushed to the front one, swooped up, opened his osteoporotic upper and lower jaws, and prepared to bite.

Qiao Wan grabbed the opponent's neck bone with her left hand, and with her right hand, Kala Kala manually disassembled it, and twisted down a skull and held it in her arms.

Although the head was broken, this skeleton would rather die than give up. Qiao Wan removed another thigh bone. At this moment, the dog demon stretched out its sharp claws and swung it from the left.

Qiao Wan reflexively threw the thigh bone in her hand towards the young man.

"go!"

As soon as the young man was stunned, he pouted his dog's paws and was about to chase. The moment he opened his legs and was about to chase, he immediately reacted and his nose was crooked.

"Wang - no! I fuck!!"

Qiao Wan shook the rib in her hand, "Wang Wang Wang."

The young man roared and rushed up, "Are you courting death?! Die for Lao Tzu!!"

Qiao Wan threw the skull backhand, smashed it into the young man's arms, and continued to run wild.

Not long after running away, Qiao Wan paused.

A man stood under the moonlight, holding a sword in his left hand and looking arrogant.

Seeing Qiao Wan stop, the others were stunned for a moment, and they also stopped.

The man was the Dharma elder, Xiao Sectyuan.

Although those skeletons were numerous, they were dead after all, and they had no intelligence. Although the White Bone Loose Humans stopped in time, there were still a few skeletons that did not have long eyes and rushed up.

Xiao Zongyuan showed disgust on his face and waved a few sword lights.

The bones fell one after another, and a pair of ribs were like a pair of butterfly wings under the moonlight, reflected by the sword light and the moonlight, with a strange beauty of death.

That sword light pierced through the white bones, not only did he confiscated his hand, but instead went straight to the white bones scattered people!

puff-

The surroundings became eerily quiet.

Blood oozing from the corners of Baigu Sanren's mouth, his eyes widened with anger, and a sword was inserted in his chest, which directly killed him.

The long sword flew back to Xiao Zongyuan's hand with a buzzing sound.

Baigu Sanren fell to the ground.

Xiao Zongyuan held the **** sword without even looking at the ground.

As soon as the White Bone Loose Man died, the expressions of the dog demon and the female cultivator changed.

Although they have nothing to do with this Bone View, they have no intention of avenging him.

But everyone is locked in the dungeon, and seeing the death of Baigu Sanren, it is inevitable to feel a little sad.

This determined elder, Xiao Zongyuan, is arrogant and does not take his life as his life at all.

The fate of this Bone Loose Man may be their fate.

But Xiao Zongyuan came for Qiao Wan after all.

Although the dog demon and the female cultivator showed fear, they did not move.

"Qiao Wan, do you know the guilt?" Xiao Zongyuan's expression was extremely ugly, and there was a cold killing intent in his eyes.

He presided over the construction of this precepts hall dungeon.

Today, Qiao Wan escaped from prison, and it can be said that he put his face on the ground and stepped on it.

Today, if he kills Qiao Wan on the spot, Xiao Zongyuan snorts coldly, then he doesn't want the position of the determined elder.

Joe didn't answer.

There are people before and after.

You can't run away for sure.

Qiao Wan passed Xiao Zongyuan and counted.

one two three four five six......

Four night-watching disciples and two precept-keeping disciples.

There are five more death row inmates behind.

What to do?

She remembered that in the original book, Xiao Zongyuan was only at the Jindan stage, and he was able to sit as the elder of the Discipline Hall mainly because he came from the Xiao family and had a high status.

Too.

How much time can I spend on cultivation because I am busy with human relationships every day?

Xiao Zongyuan carried his sword and walked over slowly.

Today, even if he kills her here, Zhou Yan will never say anything.

After three or five tricks, the Anbu disciples captured Qiao Wan.

Xiao Zongyuan swung his sword, completely ignoring the night-watching disciples in front of Qiao Wan, and the sword light directly broke through those Anbu disciples and went straight to Qiao Wan!

One of the night watch disciples wailed, and half of his arm suddenly fell to the ground.

The other night watch disciples gritted their teeth and said nothing.

The sword cut off the night watch disciple's arm, and nailed it all the way into Qiao Wan's left shoulder.

However, Qiao Wan didn't realize it, and looked at the Anbu Night Watch disciples with a pair of eyes, then turned her eyes and stared at Xiao Zongyuan, "They are all Kunshan disciples."

Xiao Zongyuan's expression did not change, with a gloomy expression on his face, with a buoyant voice, "Since you are my Kunshan disciple, you should be ready to devote yourself to this sect early!"

"You're going to kill me?"

"What you have done today, what if I kill you here?!

Qiao Wan took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and the demonic energy surged in her body.

The devilish energy in her body was an unexpected joy when she swallowed a spider egg last time.

This is also the first time that Mei Kangping has really poured out the demonic energy since she helped her to sort out the demonic energy!

Although Xiao Zongyuan's cultivation base is not too high, if she fights, she will definitely not be able to beat him.

Kill him, only one hit kill, fast, accurate and ruthless.

Opening his eyes again, Qiao Wan grabbed the sword of the Anbu disciple who had broken his hand, and shot straight out like a locust meteor!

Xiao Zongyuan's eyes widened in disbelief, "Magic qi... This is devil qi..."

This devilish energy is absolutely impossible to possess after entering the devil.

To possess such a magical energy,

unless......

Is it pure magic? !

Such a flash of divine effort.

Behind Qiao Wan, a silver bell-like laughter suddenly sounded, and the female cultivator smiled, not knowing what evil technique she used, Xiao Zongyuan was slightly distracted.

The pitch-black sword intent swept out like a flying dragon spraying clouds and waves!

A sword in the stomach!

Xiao Sect's Yuan Dantian's golden core shattered in response!

Qiao Wan took the sword, blood spurted out, and the warm blood splashed all over her.

Xiao Zongyuan’s eyes were splitting, he stretched out his hand to cover his bleeding abdomen, his eyes were red, “The following is a crime…you…you…”

Qiao Wan took the sword and threw the sword into the hands of the already stunned night patrol disciple. He turned his head and glanced at the female nun, a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, the female cultivator was willing to help her at the last moment.

Seeing Qiao Wan's gaze, the female cultivator smiled frivolously, "I'm not helping you."

We are all bastards, and sooner or later we will end up in the same fate as the Bone View.

Seeing him die tragically, falling to the ground, no one cares, no one cares, it is inevitable to be sad.

After all, she has also slept with this Bone Viewer for so many years.

Today, even if she helped him, it would be considered to have fulfilled the relationship between the couple at the bedside for so many years.