all the way to fairy

Chapter 34
Of the three major families in Jincheng, the highest cultivation of Fang and Zhu's family is only at the foundation establishment stage, and the Mo family unexpectedly produced a Yuanying Zhenjun.

Aptitude, resources, and luck are all indispensable in the process of cultivation. Let alone the Yuanying monks in the small sect, even the Jindan stage monks are rare. Previously, they were considered to be Mo Qishan's outstanding talents.

"Hmph, my Mo family belongs to the Canye Pavilion, so how can we talk about collusion!" Full of disdain, Mo You raised her chin arrogantly, revealing a little red mark on it, she quickly put it back, and hid herself again. in the shadows.

Fang Yin was sad and indignant. His Fang family lived in a peaceful corner and was cautious. After several generations of hard work, it slowly developed to the current scale. It is really hard to understand that the Mo family provoked the demon boss of the Canye Pavilion and wiped out the family overnight.

He struggled to stand up, no longer bowing his knees like before, pointing at the man in black in the courtyard with trembling thin hands, with a tragic expression, "You demons, you act cruelly and without any scruples, aren't you afraid of karma?"

Jing Shisan sneered, mere ants dared to talk about cause and effect, and was about to speak when Fang Yin, who had a tragic face before, flashed a yellow light in his hand and disappeared in an instant.

The people in the courtyard were stunned. Fang's family didn't expect the ancestor to abandon them and escape alone.

The people in the Canye Pavilion did not expect that he actually possessed an escape talisman that could pass through barriers.

The earth escape talisman is a mysterious talisman seal, and it cannot be made by a random talisman master. The earth escape talisman that can penetrate the barrier is even more difficult, at least it must be a serious sixth-level talisman master.

"Want to run?" Jing Shisan snorted coldly, and chased after him in a flash.

"Ancestor—"

Someone sprayed blood and shouted sternly.

Everyone in the Fang family woke up like a dream, and a middle-aged man rushed towards the black-clothed killer who was closest to him with a long sword in his hand, "I will fight with you!"

Yun Li, who heard the reputation, couldn't help trembling in her heart, squeezed Huan Shiling, and unconsciously stepped forward two steps.

That was senior brother, although he was wearing a hood and mask, but she would not mistake his figure!

Wei Lin tapped his toes lightly, his figure became erratic, seeing that sword seemed to have stabbed him in the heart, the afterimage dissipated in the next moment, Wei Lin was already behind the man, and the long sword in his hand pierced through the man's body.

"Pfft—" Hot blood sprayed out, and Wei Lin's figure flickered, but it wasn't stained at all.

"What a handsome body!" A middle-stage foundation-building monk exclaimed in admiration.

The monks next to him all looked over, even Lan Shu raised his eyes to look at Wei Lin thoughtfully.

Some of the rest of the Fang family roared and rushed forward, while others took the opportunity to retreat, trying to escape, but it was useless.

One figure after another fell, and the running blood soaked the shoes of the executioners.

Yunli, who was constantly in fear, suddenly felt a faint fluctuation of spiritual power. She looked over and saw an eleven or twelve-year-old boy huddled in the shadow of the corner.

His eyes were bloodshot, his eyebrows stood up one by one, his face was bulging with blue veins, he was staring straight ahead, his white teeth were deeply embedded in his lips, traces of blood flowed down the corners of his mouth, and he hugged tightly with his hands. From the small cyan incense burner, the cyan smoke formed a psychedelic circle around him, covering him completely.

Yunli was stunned for a moment, someone really escaped, and it was still under their noses!

Judging from his appearance, he should have been hiding here from the beginning. Her eyes fell on the incense burner in the young man's hand. What kind of magic weapon is this?

Yunli's gaze made Fang Mo, who was immersed in hatred, tremble. Was he discovered?
No, it's impossible, the Biyan Incense Burner is a high-grade magic weapon, and its psychedelic array can't be seen through even the Jindan stage!
He breathed a sigh of relief, then turned to look at the gradually thinning smoke and became anxious again, he couldn't last much longer.

Following the boy's gaze, Yunli also noticed that the smoke from the incense burner was a little lighter than before.

She blinked her eyes, raised her eyes and glanced around. Jing Shisan hadn't come back yet. The second-level Qi training boy who was closest to her was looking at the massacre in the mansion with a bloodless face. A look of indifference.

Yunli stared ahead, quietly took out an escape talisman from the storage bag and threw it over.

Whether he can escape or not depends on his fortune.

Fortunately, there was an escape talisman in Yue Nineteen's storage bag, which should have been bought by her to save her life at a critical moment. She was caught off guard and couldn't use it, but now it was cheaper for the boy and saved his life.

There was a storm in Fang Mo's heart, and he suddenly looked up, and she saw it!
She was able to see through the psychedelic array of Biyan Incense Burner!

how can that be? !
He stared at Yunli, tremblingly picked up the escape talisman at his feet, suppressed the shock in his heart, took a last look at this purgatory with his scarlet eyes, and crushed the talisman tremblingly.

This Earth Escape Talisman is not as good as Fang Yin's one, it cannot break through the barrier, but it is still possible to escape into the ground and avoid the butcher's knives of these monsters.

At some point, snowflakes floated from the sky, and pieces of pure white fell into Fang's mansion, instantly freezing the warm blood.

A bloody human head suddenly fell from the sky, and Gulu rolled down to Yunli's feet. She felt a chill rush from the soles of her feet to Tianlinggai, her throat felt like a ball of cotton was stuffed, and she couldn't make a sound.

Just about to retreat, she raised her eyes to Shangjing Thirteen's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, her eyelashes trembled, she tried hard to control the urge to run away, took a deep breath, and slowly moved her eyes away from Fang Yin's hideous head open.

Don't think, don't think!
Yunli kept chanting silently in her heart, but it was useless. Fang Yin's staring eyes full of resentment seemed to be engraved in her mind, as if the black and bloody mouth would open and close the next moment. , Spit out the most vicious curse.

Looking up at Shang Wei Lin's worried gaze, she silently mouthed, "I'm fine."

The middle-aged cultivator who counted the heads paused, frowned and let out a sigh.

Jing Shisan looked over, "What's going on?"

Ying Wu stepped forward and said respectfully and anxiously: "Return to Master Uncle, there are two people missing."

Jing Shisan glanced at the crowd sharply, and his voice seemed to come from hell, "Who let go?"

No way, no way, there are still counts, there should be no roster, right?
Yunli was flustered, half-closed her eyes, trying her best not to show any strangeness, but why were there two people missing, there was clearly only one person in the phantom formation, could it be that there were other people hiding?
Ying Wu wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, "There is nothing wrong with this just now."

Jing Shisan's cold eyes made Ying Wu's heart tremble, and the last word got stuck in his throat.

At this time, a woman dressed in the clothes of the servant of the Fang family suddenly said: "At noon today, the young master of the third room, Fang Mo, was nowhere to be seen. Looking for missing ones."

She is the secret agent of Canye Pavilion, and it was through her that Canye Pavilion received Mo You's distress signal.

Ying Wu heaved a sigh of relief, and he just said, whoever can slip away from under the noses of the five foundation-building stage monks is simply not there.

Fang Mo?

Thinking of the young man who always looked proud, Mo You's eyes darkened, and the cold wind blew away a corner of her hood, revealing a pale and pale face covered with purple blood vessels, standing on the ground where the corpses were covered with blood. In the mansion, it looked extraordinarily pervasive.

Many people were taken aback, even a few foundation-building monks. She raised her hand and pulled the hood back up, revealing hideous blood vessels on her exposed arm.

Yunli immediately thought of the scene before Mo Qishan's death, with purple blood vessels all over his body. Is this poisoning, or some kind of family genetic disease?

Lan Shu frowned, looked at Mo You in the cold wind, she was still a mortal, she might not be able to last in this harsh weather, so she said to Jing Shisan: "Leave two people to look for it."

Then he supported Mo You, "Sister You, follow us back to the pavilion first."

Don't worry about nodding.

The cold wind was blowing, cutting people's faces like knives, and the snowflakes were still sparing no effort to stain everything silvery white, as if those bloody crimes would no longer exist.

(End of this chapter)