How can a fairy be a villain?

Chapter 23

The secret room trembled slightly, and the skylight penetrated.

As the man in purple slowly descended from above, the light of the saber that Zhu Huan'an swung before was completely dimmed, as if being eaten away by this man's aura.

Under the faint light, the thorny tentacles move like dragons and snakes, against which the man in purple looks like a god.

"Could it be deaf and dumb?"

The man opened his mouth, his skin was sickly pale, not handsome, but there was a special femininity in his eyebrows and eyes, which made people want to find out.

"Still, you are too scared to speak."

Ziyi tapped her toes lightly and landed on the stone statue.

His eyes stayed on Murong Jingyan's wrist, and he was stunned.

Accompanied by a cold snort, the two forearm-thick thorny tentacles behind him swung violently, like two sharp drills, piercing towards Murong Jingyan.

Zhu Huanan took a step forward.

At this moment, his eyes were solemn, and he was holding a knife in both hands, and a powerful blood burst out from his body.

This qi and blood was in the color of red copper, sweeping all directions, causing the entire corridor to tremble.

Orange hair flying, long gown fluttering.

The black knife in Zhu Huan'an's hand was full of raging flames, and he chopped the two thorns into several pieces in an instant with a cross cut.

laugh!
In the next moment, Zhu Huan'an's long knife swept across, and all the remnants were turned into fly ash in the flames.

Murong Jingyan was terrified in her heart, she was about to burp, who is this guy who suddenly appeared! ?How could he kill himself if he didn't agree with each other?

At this time, Zhu Huan'an's blood flowed all over his body, as if every strand of hair was gilded.

Xie Pi's qi and blood just surfaced on the body surface, but Zhu Huan'an's qi and blood were half a foot away from the body, surging endlessly like waves.

Even so, Murong Jingyan could still notice that Zhu Huan'an's face was no longer calm.

The man in purple in front of him is definitely much, much better than Xie Pi.

Seeing that the attack didn't work, Ziyi's face didn't fluctuate at all. He sat cross-legged on top of the stone statue, stretched out a hand and asked:

"Who are you? Among those who besieged this seat before, it seems that they have never seen you before."

Zhu Huanan stood still, holding the long knife tightly in his hand.

"You are the monster that is widely rumored in Xuancheng?"

The man in purple had no expression on his face, but asked in a puzzled tone: "Young man, why do you call me a demon?"

"... "

Zhu Huan'an frowned slightly, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Heiba ​​Mountain is thousands of miles away from Xuancheng, and there are not a few masters who are eyeing you now."

"It must be that you came here like this because you remembered that you had thrown something away, Mr. Jiang Huai, is that right?"

After the words fell, the expression of the man in purple changed slightly. He raised his hand and stroked his chin, and said silently: "Jiang Huai...Jiang Huai?"

Seeing this, Zhu Huanan took a step back and said in a low voice:
"This person is different from Xie Pi, he is the real heavenly seal."

"What he wants is the red string in your hand, which is the magic weapon of the Jiang family's luck: Lingyin Shenya."

"I'll hold him back for you later, and you run away the same way immediately, remember to take it with you on a trip."

Murong Jingyan returned a look, and stood up while leaning on the wall. Staying here is only causing trouble for Zhu Huan'an, so it's better to leave quickly.

The man in purple noticed Murong Jingyan's movement, he put down his hand, nodded and said:
"Yes, this seat is Jiang Huai."

After all, the thorny tentacles in the secret room danced wildly, and dozens of tentacles moved towards the stone door of the secret room together, like a group of pythons opening their bloody mouths, with a foul smell.

Zhu Huan'an immediately steadied his horse, raised the black knife behind his head with one hand, and shouted: "Let's go!"

Murong Jingyan gritted her teeth, turned around and ran towards the way she came.

Water splashed under his feet, and just after running less than [-] meters, Murong Jingyan suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart, and as soon as he leaned over, a tentacle shot out from the wall beside him.

If he hadn't got down in time, he might have been pierced through a hole in his head.

Looking up, there were many such tentacles on the wall in a short while. These tentacles seemed to be far away and did not find Murong Jingyan, but they were intertwined and entwined, completely blocking the corridor.

"It's broken, I can't leave now."

Murong Jingyan turned her head, flames erupted over there, and Zhu Huan'an was still fighting to the death with the man in purple.

After shaking the same heart pendant in his sleeve, Murong Jingyan seemed to feel that the same heart pendant had also become warm. After a short hesitation, his expression gradually calmed down.

Murong Jingyan turned around and walked back, as if she had made some kind of decision.

"My son, why do you want to stop me? I just want to get back what belongs to me."

Jiang Huai looked puzzled, he swung his arm flat again, Zhu Huan'an was tired of coping with the countless thorny tentacles, and the broken tentacles immediately regenerated, seemingly endlessly.

Zhu Huan'an swung the knife faster and faster, but he couldn't stand the tentacles everywhere, so he had to fight and retreat.

"This monster is only the first level of the Heavenly Seal, but the ability of its ancestral blood to transform into form is simply superb. It is not something that the ordinary first level of the Heavenly Seal can do. It made me so embarrassed before I even used the spell."

With Zhu Huan'an's current strength at the pinnacle of the ninth level, he is confident that he will be able to fight against the first level, and even the second level masters can fight to their heart's content, but the monster in front of him is obviously not among them.

As two thigh-thick thorns suddenly shot obliquely from the wall, Zhu Huan'an's calf was firmly bound, and it was too late for Zhu Huan'an to swing his knife to cut off the restraint.

Jiang Huai snapped his fingers, and a thin purple thread shot out from between his fingers.

The huge force was like chiseling with a forging hammer, and the black knife directly flew away from Zhu Huan'an's hand, and plunged into the stone wall with a clang.

Then the tentacles from the surrounding stone walls broke out of their shells, wrapping Zhu Huan'an's limbs and body tightly in just a split second.

Looking at this scene, Jiang Huai's puzzled face returned to ice-cold again, hehe laughed and said:

"What a fairy seedling, it's a pity that I met this seat. Back then, there were eight hundred if not one thousand geniuses that this seat destroyed. What an ignorant young man."

While speaking, except for the tentacles that imprisoned Zhu Huan'an, all the thorns disappeared, and he walked out of the secret room slowly.

But after walking a few steps, his face became paler, and suddenly he lowered his head and coughed violently. When he lifted his sleeve to wipe it, he could see that the sleeve was full of dirty blood, even mixed with a trace of lung.
Jiang Huai's eyes were gloomy, and he said to himself: "This seat's plan is about to come true, and it's useless to struggle any longer."

"Ok?"

He heard footsteps, looked up and saw Murong Jingyan had run back.

"Hehe, it's right to have self-knowledge."

Murong Jingyan saw Zhu Huan'an who was already entangled by vines, and Jiang Huai who was walking slowly, and pulled out her sword abruptly.

Jiang Huai, who thought that Murong Jingyan would hold back stubbornly, was just about to sneer when he saw Murong Jingyan put the blade on his wrist, as if he was about to cut it off.

"Stop!!!" He glared angrily, and was about to kill Murong Jingyan with his hand.

But when he and Murong Jingyan looked into each other's eyes, the movement of his hands stopped again, and instead he spoke softly, with a smile in his eyes and said:
"Put down the sword, I know what you want."

Murong Jingyan took a step forward and came to Zhu Huan'an's side. At this time, Zhu Huan'an was tightly entangled in thorns, and it was obvious that he had no strength to fight again.

Earth-locked body refinement and heaven-sealed blood refinement, the two are as different as clouds and mud. Under the Taoism of the heaven-sealed monks, the earth-sealed realm often has no capital to parry.

There may be exceptions, but it will definitely not be the... monster in front of me.

Murong Jingyan sneered, and moved the blade closer to the red rope in his hand again, and sure enough Jiang Huai took a quick step forward, if the two were not ten feet away, he might tear himself to pieces immediately.

"Hey, you are the master of this cave."

Jiang Huai froze for a moment, his face was gloomy and he didn't reply, just looked at Murong Jingyan with a half-smile.

"It seems that I was right?" Murong Jingyan pretended to be relaxed:
"No wonder your mausoleum has no ostentation at all. It turned out to be just a trap."

In fact, Murong Jingyan could already sense something strange from Jiang Huai's words and demeanor.

He looks young, but sometimes he calls himself the seat, and sometimes he is humble. If he is not insane, he must be the legendary Daoshe.

It's just that they didn't expect such a dark truth behind the so-called secret treasure of Black Bark Mountain.

Jiang Huai smiled, he did not deny this sentence, and calmly spread his hands: "I have not felt the blood in your body, are you not a monk?"

"This kind of courage is really formidable for future generations. Do you want to step into the path of cultivating immortals?"

"No need to talk nonsense." Murong Jingyan narrowed her eyes.

This guy was sanctified during his lifetime, and he could be hunted down to death by famous decent sects, which shows how hateful he is.

With this kind of person, you only need to talk about the pros and cons. If you are bewitched by words, you will be stupid.

Fortunately, the red rope in his hand is the only thing that can threaten the evil cultivator in front of him.

"You want to get this red string, so I can return it to you." Murong Jingyan turned her head to Zhu Huan'an who was beside her and raised her chin:
"Release him first."

"It's easy to say." Jiang Huai raised his hand to remove the thorns, but the next moment he was convulsed and knelt down on the ground trembling, sobbing in pain.

When he raised his head, tears were streaming down his face, and he shouted, "Girl, go!"

"I can't control it anymore!!"

Speaking of Jiang Huai holding his head again and starting to struggle on the ground, Murong Jingyan opened his mouth slightly when he saw this scene, a little caught off guard.

What's going on, is Jiang Huai's consciousness fighting against the evil cultivator? ?
Why is it now! ! ?
Murong Jingyan didn't notice that when Jiang Huai was rolling all over the ground, a tentacle behind her was hanging down from the dome, getting closer and closer.

The tip of the tentacle twisted into a thorn and aimed at the Tianling Gai.

But Jiang Huai, who was howling, had an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

Swish!
The vines fell like lightning!

"The red dragon holds the candle, the darkness never ends"

With a soft moan, Murong Jingyan felt the corridor suddenly darken, and then the fiery strong light swept all directions, making it hard to open your eyes.

When the surroundings returned to silence, Murong Jingyan turned her head stiffly.

All those vines turned into flying embers and slowly fell from above. Zhu Huan'an's upper body was incomplete, revealing a chiselled and strong physique.

At this moment, his eyes turned completely golden, and he stretched out his long arms, grabbing the vine that was about to attack Murong Jingyan, the blood that was cut from his palm also dripped on Murong Jingyan's shoulder.

Murong Jingyan only felt that the blood was boiling hot, as if it contained endless vitality.

With Zhu Huan'an's five fingers exerting force, the bundle of vines was instantly engulfed in flames, and was instantly wiped out.

Murong Jingyan could see clearly that there was half a tattoo looming on Zhu Huan'an's back. The tattoo had five claws flying in the air, a naked body with a black head, a white mane and black scales. It was actually a black dragon with its eyes closed.

...

The gravel outside the cave trembled, and Zhou Xing, who was stroking the pheasant, changed his expression and couldn't help muttering:

"Brother, how dare he forcibly mobilize the ancestral blood!?"

"No, I have to tell Master."

Zhou Xing hurriedly started looking for the Chuanyi Lingbao on his body, and Xie Zao, who was not far away, also heard the movement in the cave, turned around quietly and was about to crawl away.

But soon he stopped his movements, because another uninvited guest came outside the cave at this moment, blocking his way.

Xie Zao looked up, with a look of shock in his eyes.

"you you!?"

　Those who have watched the Warring States Period should know what qualifications Zhu Huan'an has?

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