How can a fairy be a villain?

Chapter 22 The Jiang Family Heirloom
The wailing sound accompanied by the insolent laughter directly caused the entire corridor to be filled with gusts of wind.

Murong Jingyan felt bad, but after seeing Zhu Huan'an's calm and composure beside her, her feet seemed to be able to stand still again.

It’s okay, it’s okay, the sky is falling and there is a tall man holding it up.

Boom!Boom!
Along with the slight tremor of the ground, a shadow slowly emerged from the depths of the corridor.

"Boy, your strength is far superior to mine, so I blame you for being too condescending and allowing me to enter this cave, hahahaha."

Xie Pi's voice was sharp, not as thick as when he came.

Goosebumps all over Murong Jingyan's body came up when she heard it, it was like hearing the hoarse sound of fingernails rubbing against a blackboard.

Soon, Xie Pi showed his true face.

"Damn it!?" Murong Jingyan couldn't help but blurted out, and when she saw Zhu Huan'an turned around, she quickly closed her mouth.

At this moment, Xie Pi has grown at least two inches from his original five-short stature, and is already as tall as Zhu Huan'an.

His hair was growing all over his body, his limbs were covered with swollen muscles, and his original clothes were stretched to shreds, making him look more like a humanoid black bear.

It's just that his broken hand still hasn't grown back, and the blood hole has been covered by new flesh.

"Well, a master of heaven." Murong Jingyan asked in a low voice:
"Will it be like this?"

Zhu Huan'an let out a breath from the tip of his nose, and still tilted his head and explained in a low voice:

"Ordinary Tianfeng cultivators can control the ancestral blood in the body, but he has the power of the blood but cannot control it."

Seeing that the two enemies were still muttering, Xie Pi was taken aback for a moment, and then a violent look flashed across his red eyes, and he shouted:
"Boy, I have already refined the elixir, even if you swallow the elixir now, it will be too late."

"If you die with your arms tied, I can still keep your whole body."

After speaking, Xie Pi strode out, every step of his made the corridor tremble, feeling the endless power rushing in his body, even without the blessing of magic, Xie Pi was absolutely sure to crush the two ants in front of him to death.

Zhu Huan'an, who was talking, turned his head, showing a hint of impatience.

"Noisy."

After the words fell, he saw his right arm raised, and the long knife in his hand had been unsheathed at some point.

The corridor suddenly changed from light to dark, and when Xie Pi reacted, his other arm also flew out, circling in the air several times and landing.

"Ah!!!!!! This is impossible!!!"

Xie Pi yelled in pain, he stared at Zhu Huan'an's knife and said in shock: "What kind of weapon is in your hand? How can the body of a monk named Tianfeng be cut off easily by your blood in the lock!!"

Zhu Huan'an didn't say a word, and even put the knife into the sheath with one blow, just looking at Xie Pi like looking at a dead person.

Murong Jingyan was also staring at the black knife on Zhu Huan'an's waist at this moment, feeling vaguely in her heart.

Every time this senior brother Zhou Xing makes a move, the surrounding environment has an illusion of alternating light and dark.

There is no light in the day and no darkness in the night.

The sudden change has an unfavorable front, and one move can determine the outcome.

So terrifying.

It must be written in a small book that cannot be offended.

Xie Pi took a few steps back, still indulging in the shock and anger of being easily defeated by Zhu Huan'an. He couldn't control his strength, but he also knew that the man in front of him could cut off his hand with one blow, and his head with the next blow.

"Uh?"

"Ugh!"

Xie Pi suddenly fell to the ground in pain, his swelling muscles seemed to have their own thoughts, twisted and trembled like a bug, those blood vessels became thicker and thicker, and then burst open.

Accompanied by repeated screams, Xie Pi rolled back and forth on the ground, his body was like punctured blood, which was extremely frightening.

"Help me, save me"

His voice became weaker and weaker, and finally, under the gaze of Murong Jingyan's dignified gaze, he quickly swallowed his breath.

City Lord Xie, the number one expert in Cuicheng, was covered in blood at this moment, his eyeballs were bulging, and his body was like a pool of mud. He just died without any dignity in the cave of Heipi Mountain.

Murong Jingyan pursed her lips, seeing this scene was not a surprise for the rest of her life after the catastrophe, nor did she gloat in the slightest.

The wages of avarice is death.

Once a cautious person has ambitions and desires, there will probably be a day when Xie Pi is a villain to himself, but in this world.

What is a villain and what is a good person.

Choosing to make a deal with Xie Zao in private, isn't it also a risk for an 'opportunity', if there is no such variable as the pheasant, I am afraid that I will die in the ruined temple first.
Sighing, Murong Jingyan only felt that the journey of cultivating immortality was long, and she should remember the situation before her and always remind her not to put herself in a state of death.

Zhu Huanan took two steps forward and stopped in front of Xie Pi's body, and said leisurely:
"There is no fairness in cultivating immortals. All living beings strive for salvation, but if you make a mistake and only look at the present, ignore the past and see the future, no matter how high your cultivation is, it will be a castle in the air, and it will break if you touch it."

I don't know whether to say this to himself or to Murong Jingyan, Zhu Huan'an lowered his head and glanced at Xie Pi's corpse, shook his head and said:

"Not to mention, counting on the elixir of evil cultivators."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Huan'an stepped over and continued to move forward.

He had a hunch that something extraordinary was waiting in the deepest part.

Murong Jingyan took the opportunity to pick up a few elixirs from the ground, although these elixirs are not edible, but they look very good, if they are used as poison, they are considered waste.

Stuffing the poison pill into her bosom, Murong Jingyan followed quickly.

Since it is the Mausoleum of the Evil Saint, it should be far more than just these things.

The last section of the corridor is not too long. In addition to the dazzling array of pills, there are many Tibetan paintings, jades, etc. in the deeper part. Murong Jingyan even saw a corner of a person's height of gold randomly piled up.

There are also many bones next to these treasures, and no matter how high the cultivation level is, it is inevitable that they will covet and possess these treasures.

Zhu Huan'an still didn't look sideways.

"The sage has entered the way of karma. If you take the treasure he left behind, you will have karma with him. Even if the sage falls, you still have to pay back his debts during his lifetime."

"If you still dare to take it, take it."

Murong Jingyan's back shuddered, this evil sage killed so many people after his death, how could he pay off his debts during his lifetime? ?
At that moment Murong Jingyan withdrew her probing hand.

At the end of the corridor is a stone gate.

Zhu Huanan glanced over, and as the golden flames in his pupils swayed, he quickly put his scabbard against a brick.

rumbling,

The stone door descended, revealing a secret room.

Zhu Huan'an still swung his knife and passed by, sweeping away the darkness of the secret room without missing anything.

The secret room is small, with only a stone statue and a futon.

The wet moss had already covered the stone statue, and the original appearance of the stone statue could not be seen clearly. There was a stele at the foot of the stone statue, but the stele was also broken and eroded by weathering.

Zhu Huan'an walked into the secret room, caressed the sand on the tablet casually, frowned and said: "It seems that the inheritance of this place has been taken away."

Murong Jingyan also walked into the secret room at this moment, and waved away the dust everywhere.

"Snatched?"

"Then there are no opportunities here."

Murong Jingyan was a little dizzy, so many people had died, and the legendary Black Bark Mountain was rumored to be so magical, the inheritance of the saints had already been preempted by others?
Zhu Huan'an nodded: "This evil sage heard that he was besieged and killed by several elders of the Nine Provinces League back then, so he fled to Yazhou and soon fell."

"This cave was built in a hurry, and he probably only had time to leave this inheritance seal. Since the seal has turned into ashes, it means that the soul is dead and the heir has been found."

Murong Jingyan nodded, doesn't that mean that she can clock out of get off work.

"Huh? It's a little strange."

Suddenly Murong Jingyan let out a surprise, causing Zhu Huan'an to look over: "What's so strange?"

Murong Jingyan squatted down, pointed and stared at the seemingly ordinary futon at the foot of the stone statue.

"Look, even though it's been sixty years, there are still two deep marks on the futon, as if someone was kneeling on it not long ago."

"Just left the general."

While speaking, Murong Jingyan lifted a corner of the futon, and as the futon lifted off the ground, a dazzling red light shot out from under the futon.

Before Murong Jingyan could react, the red light flashed out and attached to Murong Jingyan's hand.

Zhu Huan'an leaned over in the next moment, grabbed Murong Jingyan's tiger's mouth, and saw a red rope appearing on that slender wrist.

There is a small jade in the ring with a red string thread buckle.

"This is!?"

The corner of Zhu Huan'an's mouth curled up into a smile: "The Jiang family's heirloom, Ling Shen Ling, is indeed here!"

Murong Jingyan stared blankly at the red rope in her hand, what is it, why did it suddenly get wrapped around my hand? ?
Letting go of Murong Jingyan's hand, Zhu Huan'an looked at the stone statue and said:

"In this way, I know who has obtained the inheritance of the evil saint."

Murong Jingyan tried to take off the red string with the other hand, and found that the red string seemed to be able to adjust its tightness, but she couldn't take it off with such a thin hand.

Just when Zhu Huan'an was about to check, suddenly there was an indiscernible clicking sound from the top of his head.

Zhu Huan'an's complexion changed, and he drew his knife almost instantly to block Murong Jingyan.

The next moment, the rubble above his head shattered, and three thorny tentacles shot out rapidly.

In a flash of light and shadow, Zhu Huanan cut off all the tentacles with several knives, but more thorny tentacles fell from the sky, seemingly endless.

Zhu Huan'an decisively mentioned Murong Jingyan and retreated quickly, until he exited the secret room and came to the corridor, those tentacles stopped chasing temporarily.

"That is?"

Murong Jingyan fell to the ground, he looked up, and saw a hole was cut above the secret room, the sunlight from outside the mountain shot into the secret room from the hole.

And a piece of purple clothes slowly descended from the entrance of the cave along the tentacles of the winding vines.

"Who are you, trespassing on this cave, do you know what crimes you should commit?"

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