The real daughter, she became famous all over the world by fortune telling

Seeing this scene, the three of them were in despair.

Didn’t you say that Qingzhu Immortal Lord was very powerful?

Didn't she beat up a century-old grudge in the live broadcast room?

Even Zhao Yanshu, a ghost king who has been around for hundreds of years, can defeat him. Why can't he survive a single attack from this red-dressed embroidered girl?

It looked like the three of them were really going to die here today.

Thinking of this, they couldn't call for help, and they didn't even have the strength to struggle. It was as if they had lost all hope and collapsed on the ground, waiting for death in despair.

When Pei Anzhu saw this scene, he couldn't help but said coldly:

"Why are you standing still if you don't run now? Are you waiting to become her supplement and let her increase her power to deal with me?"

[Listen to the Rain and Fall Flowers] Hearing this, he raised his head:

"Are you okay?"

"Take your roommate and leave quickly. Hide and stay out of the way!" Pei Anzhu said angrily.

The previous lessons were enough, but they were still alive after all, and Pei Anzhu could not just watch something happen to them.

The three female college students helped each other and stood up.

Because part of the blood was sucked away, their faces were a little pale, their fear had not dissipated, their legs were weak, and they were not walking steadily.

"Thank you Qingzhu Immortal." [Ting Yu Luo Hua] said, "If we can survive this time, we will go to the police and never take out a loan again!"

As she finished speaking, she saw three pieces of paper flying out of Pei Anzhu's hand and stopping in front of them:

"A one-time amulet to protect you from death."

The three female students took the amulet in front of them, bowed to Pei Anzhu again, staggered and left.

They want to escape this terrible place.

Everything that happened today was beyond their understanding. How could a monster embroidered with silk thread come out of the embroidered cloth?

It's too scary. Is this still the world they are familiar with?

The embroidered girl in red did not stop them from leaving, but looked at their hurried backs with a touch of pity in her eyes:

"What a silly boy. This grove has already set up a formation. As long as I am alive, no one can get out of here."

"After I finish you off, I can eat the three of them. How perfect!"

Pei Anzhu didn't speak at first. When [Listening to the Rain and Falling Flowers] and the others were completely far away and could no longer see here, she slowly spoke:

"Then it depends on whether you have the ability."

If she hadn't been afraid that the three witnesses would see her use extraordinary power, she wouldn't have waited so long. The woman in red embroidered clothes in front of her was strong, but it was still not enough for her.

The Nascent Soul is so powerful that it can turn over clouds and rain, move mountains and fill seas.

It's just an evil thing, what can it do to her!

"I know that Xuanmen disciples have always been arrogant, and you look down on me, an evil creature, but you may not be able to deal with me." The embroidered girl in red said with a smile, "After all, you are just a girl in her twenties! "

In your twenties, how promising can you be?

Even if she had received Taoist education since she was a child, excluding the three years as an infant and the few years of enlightenment and literacy, she would have only been practicing for more than ten years at most.

But it has been more than a hundred years since the embroidered girl in red was born.

"You haven't seen my previous live broadcasts, have you?" Pei Anzhu looked at her and smiled, "Even if I am young, I can still defeat a century-old grudge. The price of underestimating the enemy... is unacceptable."

As soon as she finished speaking, the silk threads wrapped around Pei Anzhu's body that looked like silkworm chrysalises broke and fell to the ground, unable to pose any further threat to her.

The silk thread is the body of the embroiderer and the flesh and blood of the embroiderer.

When the thread breaks, she can feel the pain.

So the moment Pei Anzhu cut off the thread, she wanted to take it back, but unfortunately she was a step too late, and part of the thread fell to the ground and separated from her body.

The originally complete body became tattered, where the threads were missing.

Pei Anzhu simply made a secret, lit a fire, and burned all the broken threads on the ground.

As the flames burned, wisps of black gas emerged from the pile of threads.

That is the resentment of someone who died in vain.

After all, these threads are all made from living people.

"You!!!" The embroidery girl in red saw this and glared angrily, "How dare you destroy my body! Do you know how rare these silk threads are?" "Of course it is rare to sacrifice dozens of lives to create something." Pei Anzhu's eyes were cold, "But nothing about you belongs to you. Every inch of your body belongs to those who died in vain."

Those innocent people who were deliberately killed to create her.

The embroidered girl in red knew that she couldn't be kind today, and Pei Anzhu was not someone to be trifled with. She stopped being careless, put away her previous indifferent teasing, and rushed towards Pei Anzhu.

The threads spread out, trying to trap Pei Anzhu just like before.

But among the pile of silk threads, a transparent silver thread flew out from the embroiderer's heart, and with the help of the cover of the sky of silk threads, it cut towards Pei Anzhu's neck.

This silver thread is extremely tough, and when stretched tightly, it becomes like a very thin steel wire, blowing and breaking hair.

Once a person's neck is strangled, the head can be cut off.

This is the killer move of the embroidered girl.

Those red, white, and black silk threads are just a cover-up. They look like flowers, but they are actually used to cover up this attack.

The silver thread demands life, as it should be.

The eyes of the embroidered girl in red were once again filled with smiles. She seemed to have seen Pei Anzhu's head being cut off. This time, she would definitely be able to complete the task assigned by her master.

Unfortunately, she met Pei Anzhu.

At this moment, there are no body-worn cameras, no live broadcast rooms, no ubiquitous surveillance from the Immigration Bureau, and no bystanders.

There was only her and the embroidered girl in red.

That means... no matter what method she uses, she is not afraid of being discovered.

If that's the case, then die.

With a thought, he waved his hand, and another huge spiritual energy appeared, wrapped in the nearby air, rolled into a sharp blade, accompanied by the fierce sound of breaking wind, and pierced the heart of the embroidered girl in red.

Kill with one move.

The silver thread at her heart was shredded by the spiritual energy, and the energy that supported her heart was no longer there, and Xiu Nu felt as if someone had broken through a key life gate.

The silk threads on her body also lost their support and began to soften.

Then, spread out little by little.

Just like a sweater, it disintegrated in an instant and turned into threads again.

The second the embroidered girl disappeared, Pei Anzhu caught her spirit and asked:

"Now you can tell me, who is your master? Why did you bring me here? What is the purpose of doing so many things?"

Unexpectedly, the embroidered girl in red is a brave woman. She refused to betray her master, so she chose to blow herself up.

Anyway, she is not a real person, nor is she a ghost. She is just a "spirit" raised by her master. All things have animism. It was the master who made the embroidered statue have a spirit and gave her life.

But Xuanmen will not recognize her as a spiritual being, and will only say that she is an evil being.

Therefore, she will never betray her master.

The embroiderer girl blew herself up without saying anything, and the "threads" she left behind seemed to have lost their activity and withered instantly.

Nothing was left except some resentment.

Pei Anzhu simply set another fire and burned them completely.

The next second, the formation of the grove was broken, and the sunlight penetrated through the gaps between the treetops, projected in, and sprinkled dots of light on the ground.

Not warm, but at least bright.

Pei Anzhu glanced at the scene, picked up the scroll with the embroidered statue, and stuffed it into the storage ring. After making sure that nothing else was missing, he walked towards the place where they were hiding.