The Legend of Immortal Court

Chapter 140 This is Absolutely Abuse!
The phantom in red, who was once a master, for some reason, lost his physical body, leaving only Yinshen.

But her yin spirit was not taken away by the ecstasy of the underworld, but melted into the picture scroll and attached to it.

Although her physical body is gone and her abilities are not much left, she was by no means an ordinary master in her early years, and her deep foundation is still beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators.

Even the characters at the peak of the third heaven were destroyed by her in the state of Yin God.

Su Ting is only at the second level, his fighting skills are comparable to the third level, and the other inherited skills are not yet ready to be used. Right now, the only thing he can hurt this phantom in red is the divine sword!

It is also because of the magic sword that he has the ability to be valued by this phantom in red, and this conversation is possible.

Most of the so-called conversations are based on the situation of equality.

If it wasn't for the fear of each other, Su Ting would have killed her already, or she would have killed Su Ting too.

"Your flying sword hasn't solidified yet, it's just passed the state of nurturing, logically speaking, it can't hurt me."

The red-clothed phantom said: "But if you condense the magic, the flying sword is attached to the magic power, and you can still hurt the Yin God, I have to pay a little attention..."

Su Ting said: "But this is not an ordinary flying sword, but a magic knife. It has extraordinary material, extraordinary origin, and is extremely mysterious. It can hurt you."

The phantom in red gave him a strange look, but he did not deny it after all, and said, "What kind of knife are you?"

Su Ting looked serious, and said: "I am an ancestral treasure, a thousand-year-old family heirloom, passed down by the gods in the past. According to the records of my ancestors, the origin of this magic knife is most likely the ancestor of Taoism, the emperor of heaven, the great immortals of all parties, All the gods and gods of the heavens, the constellations of stars, the King of Hades in the ten halls of the underworld, and other characters were jointly created, and they have been silent for many years before they waited for me, the predestined person."

As he said that, he glanced at the phantom in red, and said, "Speaking of which, I slashed you, but you didn't die... Uh, didn't you disappear?"

"It's gone."

The ghost in the red robe said flatly: "My yin god is divided, and this ray of yin god went to block this courtyard, but it was too late to come back, and the yin god just now was killed by you. Now, this is another ray of yin god .”

Su Ting smiled awkwardly, but didn't dare to say more.

He also knows now that Yinshen's injury is not small, and even life-threatening if it is serious.

However, for some reason, this red-clothed phantom didn't seem to care.

"Don't think that I will really forgive you easily."

The red-clothed shadow said: "The reason why I don't fight with you is because the cold air in your sister's body is useful to me."

Hearing this, Su Ting immediately said angrily: "My sister will be involved in the matter between the two of us, Young Master Su will fight with you! Be careful, I will chop off your yin god again, and you will disappear completely!"

The red-clothed shadow said: "Your magic knife can destroy my Yin God, but you are still unskilled in how to use it. If I hadn't been careless before, even if you have a magic knife, you can't hurt me. I won't follow You fight, not to mention, this matter is of infinite benefit to your sister."

Hearing this, Su Ting thought for a while, then frowned and said, "What's the benefit?"

The phantom in red said: "The body of the cauldron of cold, it is said that as long as she is alive, she will continue to create cold air, which is icy cold and hurts herself. I absorb her cold air and help me practice, but she has no cold air , don’t have to suffer.”

"In addition, the medicine you gave her is extremely extraordinary. Without the offset of the cold, the medicine will be of great use to her."

"During this period of time, I collected the cold air for her, let the medicine nourish her, and increased her physique. In the future, even if I didn't continue to collect the cold air for her, she would use her own constitution to reduce the pain when the cold air invaded her."

Su Ting frowned slightly and remained silent for a while.

Hongyi Xuying said: "I won't entangle you, you can think about it."

Su Ting said: "If it is true as you said, I will agree, but if you lie to me..."

The phantom in red said slowly: "How your sister benefits, you will know when you wake up tomorrow."

Su Ting took a look at the phantom in red, with a strange expression full of deep meaning, thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind.

The reason why he gave up doing it was not because he thought that this phantom in red was better than him, but because this phantom in red was a treasure.

This treasure, whether it is for my cousin or for myself.

Su Ting's eyes were strange, and his thoughts turned slightly.

This is the first time Su has suffered a "small loss" since he came to this world.

Although he was unscathed, although the other party lost a wisp of Yin God.

But more importantly, Su's prestige was frustrated this time.

This is simply abusive!
"I suffered a loss this time, and sooner or later I have to get it back from her!"

Su Ting cursed secretly.

……

"anyway."

Su Ting said, "Who sent you here?"

"deliver?"

The phantom in red raised his brows lightly, glanced at him, his eyes were black and white, filled with coldness, and said, "Speak human."

Su Ting coughed and said, "Who sent this painting?"

The red-clothed phantom said lightly: "Naturally the one who killed you, I was a little curious about the grievances between you, but now it seems that if no one wants to kill you, it's really strange."

Su Ting looked as usual, and said: "Of course, as outstanding as I am, there is always jealousy. After all, it is mediocrity not to be envied by others."

As he said that, he was curious again, and said: "But who is going to kill me? Being able to have this kind of picture scroll drives you, at least you are a master, so why give me the picture scroll?"

"No one in the world can drive me."

The phantom in red said coldly: "It's just that I have woken up from the painting in recent years and killed a few disgusting villains, turning this painting into a so-called murderous creature."

"Evil?"

Su Ting's eyes were full of light, and he asked, "What's going on?"

The red-clothed phantom glanced at him, but didn't reply.

Su Ting didn't seem to have asked any questions, his expression was deep, and he thought: "I'm not the Master, and I can't force you, but I heard that this scroll is a murderous thing, so I don't know where I got it, and I sent it to me together with the clothes. I want to borrow it." A murderer killed me?"

His eyes were slightly fixed, and he thought strangely in his heart.

He has no enmity with Ding Ye, and there is some kindness. Ding Ye will not harm him.

What's more, Ding Ye didn't know his origin, but as a county magistrate, if he really wanted to harm someone, he didn't have to beat around the bush, just be charged with a crime.

"What does the person who hurt me look like?"

Su Ting asked.

The phantom in red didn't reply.

Su Ting looked serious, and said seriously: "We are now cooperating anyway. In the future, we will be under the same roof, and we will not see each other without looking up. It will not be so trivial that we need to be paid?"

"it is good."

The phantom in red stretched out his hand, and the wind blew, outlined the trajectory, and immediately turned into two faces.

Su Ting took a look, his expression remained unchanged, and he just said, "I see."

The red-clothed phantom nodded and said, "It's dawn."

She suddenly turned into a gust of wind and threw herself onto the scroll.

In the blank picture scroll, a woman in red appeared again, lifelike.

If it weren't for the experience just now, even a practitioner like Su Ting would find it hard to believe that this seemingly ordinary picture scroll is actually the hiding place of a master Yin God, which can be called a magic weapon.

Su Ting looked at the picture scroll, looked at the sky, and looked at the traces on his body, fell silent for a while,
"It's going to be hidden at dawn, and you still say it's not a ghost?"

"Whoever tells me about feudal superstition in the future, there are no ghosts in the world, I can't beat him to death."

Su Ting read like this twice, looking at his cousin who was sleeping soundly and almost closed her five senses, she was relieved, but just looking at the mess in the room, she felt a little headache.

After tidying up, he closed the door and backed out.

And the woman in red in the picture scroll on the wall is still the same.

"Thanks."

Su Ting said and walked out.

After hesitating for a while, he glanced at his cousin's room, feeling uneasy, and stepped forward to untie the scroll, ready to take it away with him.

At this time, I heard a voice from the picture scroll, saying: "Where are you taking me?"

Su Ting said with a smile: "Just now, those two scholars, who liked Longyang and had a passion for adultery, took off their clothes by the lake and made out secretly. As a result, one accidentally fell into the water and both drowned. I'll go and see what's going on. ..."

As soon as the words fell, he found that the woman in red on the picture scroll seemed to come to life, and her eyes were full of disgust.

Then, the scroll rolls up by itself.

With an innocent face, Su Ting said, "They have feelings for each other, and it's none of my business."

(End of this chapter)