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- It's night, and the crimson haze is like a stalk in the pond, swaying in the wind.
Under the cold moonlight, Xuanfeng walked quickly through the Tushita Palace where the glazed lights were shining brightly.
"Who is coming, dare to trespass on the forbidden area of ??the fairy gate?"
Just when she was about to turn over and jump onto the Xuandian platform, the Chiyan Qingniu yelled violently and stopped in front of her suddenly.
Xuan Fengqian originally wanted to sneak into the Tushita Palace to investigate the corpses of the ten immortals, but unexpectedly, Chiyan Qingniu was stationed in front of the Xuandian stage.
"I would like to trouble your lord to inform you that Xuan Fengqian of Qingfeng Palace has something to ask for an interview."
"The night was hazy, Xiaoxian didn't recognize Xiantiandiji, how offended." Chiyan Qingniu bowed slightly, and said apologetically.
"Venerable Qingniu, can you please allow me to go up to the Xuandian platform to find out?"
"The emperor has ordered that no one should approach the Xuandian platform."
Hearing what Chiyan Qingniu said, Xuanfengqian knew that these ten murders were definitely not simple.
Otherwise, Bai Di would not have set up a ban.
Not only that, she could vaguely feel that Baidi seemed to have discovered the real culprit long ago, and deliberately concealed the truth.
She was really curious about who it was that made Bai Di, who was upright and caring about the world, develop a heart of protection.
"Xiantian Emperor Ji, the dew is getting deeper, go back and rest quickly." Seeing that Xuanfengqian refused to leave for a long time, Chiyan Qingniu persuaded in a deep voice.
"What a bother, Wang Haihan."
Xuan Fengqian smiled slightly, and planned to pretend to leave, and wait for the opportunity to turn up to the Xuandian platform after the Chiyan Qingniu let go of his guard.
Unexpectedly, just as she turned around, the Chiyan Qingniu fell to the ground without warning.
"Honor the Green Ox?"
Xuanfeng Qianxiu frowned slightly, squatted down hurriedly, probed the red flame green bull's breath with one hand, felt its pulse with the other hand, and called out in a anxious voice: "My lord, wake up!"
For a full quarter of an hour, Xuan Fengqian was trying to wake up the Chiyan Qingniu.
However, the Chiyan Cyan Ox seemed to be seriously injured and dormant, no matter how she swayed its body, it was still paralyzed on the glazed steps under the Xuandian Stage.
Chirp——
In a short time, thunderous snoring rang out from under the Xuandian stage.
Xuan Fengqian's body trembled, and his sharp eyes fell on the Chi Yan Qing Niu who was blowing his nose bubbles and snoring.
"Fell asleep?"
She stared blankly at the Chiyan Qingniu, who was on all fours in the air and snoring like thunder, and murmured to herself, "It's weird, how can you just sleep?"
Xuan Fengqian's heart was full of alarm bells, and he always felt that there was a big hand in the dark manipulating everything.
She looked guardedly, looking around nervously.
After a while, seeing that there was still no movement around her, she hurried up to the Xuandian stage and went straight to the mortuary on the stage covered with a white cloth.
Raising his hand and uncovering the white cloth, a sour smell mixed with a strong bloody smell came to his nostrils.
Xuanfeng held his breath, bent slightly, and carefully searched among a pile of broken arms and limbs.
Boom——
Suddenly, a round head rolled from the frame to Xuanfengqian's feet.
Xuan Fengqian lowered his head slowly, only to see a pair of round and lifeless eyeballs staring at her, or staring at a farther place.
She clasped her beating heart tightly with both hands, and slowly stretched out a hand, trying to close the eyes full of resentment and unwillingness.
"Sorry to bother you."
Full of apology, Xuan Fengqian moved the blood-stained head back to the rack at his feet.
Tickle——
Just at this moment, the head in her hand suddenly opened her mouth, and the root of the tongue in her throat stretched out, hanging limply on the cracked lips.
Xuanfeng took a deep breath, put down the weird head in a hurry, and ran down the Xuandian stage.
But just after taking two steps, she stopped again, turned around suddenly, and concentrated on putting together the fragmented corpses on the mortuary.
Her grandma once said that every ghost in the world is a person that others want to see in this life but never see again.
As soon as she thought about it, the fear in her heart slowly sank.
Half an hour later, when she put together the last corpse and was about to cover it with a white cloth, she accidentally found a small amount of blood and a handful of blood-colored fluff hidden in the fingernails of one of the immortals.
Xuan Fengqian looked slightly stunned, as if he had realized something, and hurriedly searched for several other corpses.
noAt that time, she found a little blood-stained fluff on the fingernails or clothes of the other murdered immortals.
"Sure enough, the perpetrator is someone else!"
Xuanfeng lightly twisted the blood-colored fluff in his hands, and muttered to himself.
She carefully put the blood-colored fluff into the bag at her waist, and was about to leave, when the half-decomposed corpse on the rack suddenly flowed out dark and cold blood, winding and spreading out in an instant.
"Who is playing tricks?"
Xuan Fengqian complained that the corpses on the shelf were exhausted, even though they were full of resentment, it was impossible for them to change suddenly on the Xuandian platform surrounded by immortal energy.
From this point of view, there is only one possibility.
That's someone playing tricks in the dark.
Huh——
For a while, the wind was everywhere.
The glazed lamps in front of the Xuandian stage were extinguished one after another, except for the dim full moon on the sky, there was no other light source.
Xuan Fengqian was about to teleport out of Tushita Palace, but felt that the immortal power in his body seemed to be bound by shackles, and he couldn't use it.
"Who is it that dares to play tricks in front of the Xuandian stage?"
"Jie Jie Jie JieXiantian Emperor Ji, your death is approaching." In the void, a creepy female voice suddenly came.
Without saying a word, Xuan Fengqian slowly pulled out the saber that came from the guard of Qingfeng Palace, and slashed several times in the direction of the treacherous female voice with lightning speed.
"Things that don't know what to do! Do you think that you, a three-legged cat, can hurt me?" The treacherous female voice was slightly panting, as if avoiding the head-on blows of Xuanfeng.
"Is your purpose, me?"
Xuan Fengqian tried to calm down, holding the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, still trying hard to identify the direction of the strange sound.
"That's right."
"According to your ability, it should be more than enough to kill me. Why bother to lead me to the Xuandian stage?"
"Want to say something?" The treacherous female voice raised slightly, obviously unwilling to talk to Xuanfeng in detail.
In the next moment, a gust of wind suddenly rose in front of the Xuandian stage.
Countless streamers of crimson are like sharp swords, attacking Xuanfengqian's chest.
歘——
In the next moment, a strand of hair at Xuanfeng's shallow temples was cut off in the middle by the crimson streamer.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie If you are willing to kneel down and kowtow three times to me, maybe I can promise you and leave you a whole body."
"You are the woman in the Nine Nether Demon Prison who endowed me with the power of the gods?" Xuan Fengqian procrastinated for time while closing his eyes tightly, focusing on discerning the direction of the treacherous female voice.
In fact, this sinister female voice is far from the voice of the mysterious woman in the Nine Nether Demon Prison.
However, Xuan Fengqian was keenly aware of their surprisingly consistent tone of voice.
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