Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

From the moment he stepped into the yard, Su Qiao felt the heavy resentment and smell of blood filling the air, both new and old.

Su Qiao closed her eyes, feeling the screams of those innocent souls lingering in the air, feeling the fear and helplessness of being sacrificed and killed for various reasons during their lifetime...

"Huang Zhenru..." Su Qiao slowly opened her eyes and called out Huang Niang's real name. Her cold eyes slightly lowered, and she asked with compassion, "How many lives have been touched on your hands, do you still remember them?"

Huang Niangniang's face turned pale, and she looked up at the young woman who was only twenty years old in front of her, with horror almost coming out of her eyes.

"Who...are you?" She wanted to get up from the ground.

Su Qiao raised her hand and pressed her palm down.

Huang Zhenru suddenly felt an invisible and powerful pressure, which pushed her knees back from the ground and hit them hard against the cold bluestone.

"Kneel down and listen." Su Qiao told him where he came from, "Yun Qingshan, Lingfeng Temple, Taoist Master Xuanxu is my master."

Yunqingshan, Lingfeng Temple...and Taoist priest Xuanxu, Huang Niangniang has never heard of them.

However, the origin of Xuanmen is complicated, and there are many sects, many of which choose to hide from the world. Judging from Su Qiao's ability, he must have learned from a high-ranking sect in the hidden world.

Huang Niangniang spat out the blood in her mouth and gave Su Qiao a fist-cup salute, changing her aggressive and murderous face.

"Since we are also Taoist Taoists, I offended you first. I will come to apologize to you someday!"

"Apologise?" Su Qiao smiled, holding a Five Thunder Talisman between his fingers, and his tone became colder, "As a member of the Xuan Sect, I killed innocent people indiscriminately, helped the tyrants do evil, and was greedy for money and favoritism... I don't need you to apologize, just pay with your life."

The moment her voice fell, the yellow talisman between her fingers burned without fire.

'Boom--'

A bolt of lightning ripped apart the night in the sky, and thunder resounded across the sky!

This is a lightning trigger...

Huang Zhenru wanted to run away in fear, but was suppressed by Su Qiao's powerful spiritual power. She shouted in panic: "Su Qiao! As one of the twelve envoys of the Xuanzong Alliance, even if I am guilty, I should be handed over to the police." The Xuanzong Alliance will deal with it! If you dare to kill a fellow disciple privately, the entire Xuanzong Alliance will not let you go!"

"Heh." Su Qiao twitched his lips, "Then let them come!"

I didn't expect that the Xuanmen under the mountain would be in such chaos. It's simply ridiculous that such a person with evil intentions could hold an important position in the Xuanmen.

She was too lazy to talk nonsense anymore, and the yellow talisman on her fingertips was burned to ashes. Su Qiao raised it and recited the curse silently, and thunder struck down from the sky!

In order to protect herself, Huang Zhenru hurriedly took out the statue of the evil god she enshrined and placed it in front of her. She fell to the ground and shouted at her last life-saving straw: "Lord Ye Ling God, protect me!"

'boom--'

The sky thunder struck Huang Zhenru's Tianling Cap.

"what!!"

Huang Zhenru collapsed and screamed, electricity penetrated into her body, and she rolled on the ground in pain. Decades of cultivation quickly dissipated. Huang Zhenru's withered yellow hair turned white in the blink of an eye, and her face quickly became older.

Su Qiao glanced at the statue of the evil god on the ground that was split into pieces by thunder, and said mockingly: "It seems that your Lord Night Spirit cannot protect you."

She would not kill Huang Zhenru herself. Her hands were stained with blood because of this scum.

Now that Huang Zhenru's cultivation is gone, all the evil she did with sorcery will now come back to her.

And the resentful spirits transformed by the people she killed are always lingering around her, always waiting for the opportunity to take revenge... Huang Zhenru will feel worse than death every day for the rest of her life.

Su Qiao suddenly sensed something, turned around, and saw Shen Xiujin's figure, standing a few meters behind her, watching her silently with his dark eyes.

He probably hadn't been here long, but she was immersed in the anger of cleaning up the house and didn't notice it for a moment.

Su Qiao gathered her emotions and smiled at him.

"Mr. Shen." She walked quickly towards Shen Xiujin, "Did I keep you waiting for too long?"

Shen Xiujin came with her.

She asked Shen Xiujin to sit in the car and wait while she handled it herself.

Shen Xiujin's eyes fell on Su Qiao's face. Under the moonlight, he could almost see the fine down on her face. When those clear eyes looked at him, they always held a smile.

But when she turned her back on him, she could easily defeat the person who could control evil spirits with a wave of her hand...

It was this contrast that made Shen Xiujin feel out of control.

Su Qiao in front of him seemed to be a perfect illusion created just for him...

"Mr. Shen?" Seeing that Shen Xiujin didn't speak, Su Qiao frowned worriedly and put her hand on his stomach. "Do you have stomachache again? Let me massage it for you..."

Her hand was small and soft, and it landed on his abdomen through a layer of fabric. The touch was particularly clear, not to mention that she rubbed it randomly and set fires everywhere in the dangerous zone.

This little thing is so ignorant and fearless!

Shen Xiujin's face turned dark immediately.

He grabbed the little hand that was making trouble on his body, his eyes darkened slightly, and he warned in a mute voice: "Don't touch it!"