The evil concubine who confuses the world, the spirit master who defies the sky
Chapter 254 Surprise or surprise?
Chapter 254 Surprise or surprise?
Seeing the young man in red walking towards the ancient book in the middle of Xiang Han's blurred vision, he suddenly became sober.
"Ji... Ji Yehuan!"
Ji Yehuan turned his head slightly, glanced at Xiang Han, and said in surprise, "Hey, as expected of Teacher Xiang, he is still awake!"
The others, including Zhou Ying, all lost their minds. They only knew how to snatch ancient books and never stop dying.
Xiang Han coughed out a mouthful of blood, and said with difficulty: "You..."
Ji Yehuan didn't intend to pay attention to Xiang Han. She walked to the ancient bookshelf and picked up the book.
As if some mechanism had been triggered, all the people lying on the ground were dead bodies, and mercilessly launched the most ferocious attack on her.
More than twenty spiritual power attacks came from all directions, even the ninth-level spiritual sect did not dare to resist it.
Ji Yehuan didn't move at the same place, she didn't even turn her head, she just laughed lowly, "Oh, I'm overthinking myself."
Before the spiritual power attack reached her, it suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared at all.
Seeing this scene clearly, Xiang Han's pupils narrowed sharply—the attacks just now were more powerful than the ones that hit him, how could they suddenly disappear? !
Ji Yehuan opened the book as if no one was around.
A picture came into view.
Seeing the contents of the book, Ji Yehuan raised her eyebrows uncontrollably.
The name of the ancient book is 'Supreme God Jue', an extremely lofty name.
Ji Yehuan once thought it was a wonderful book.
But just seeing the first page, she dismissed the idea, and her expression became strange.
In front of me is a vivid erotic picture...
The man has a strong figure, and the woman has an enchanting figure. Because of the angle, the faces of the two cannot be seen clearly.
Turning backwards, there were all kinds of postures, which surprised Ji Yehuan.
After experiencing the siege of more than [-] extremely ugly corpse-eating beasts, reading such a book again, my mood... suddenly became clear.
After all, even if you can't see their faces, just look at the figures of these two people, you can tell that they are handsome men and beautiful women.
Just as she was reading it with gusto, a sense of crisis suddenly came from behind her. Ji Yehuan turned her head and blocked the book in front of the attacker.
Seeing this, Zhou Ying quickly withdrew his sword for fear of destroying the ancient book.
The ancient book is right in front of you, just reach out and grab it!
As long as he snatches the ancient book and cultivates the combat skills inside, he can even challenge by leapfrogging!
Zhou Ying's eyes were wild, and he was about to reach out to grab it when he suddenly saw the contents of the book.
Both eyes suddenly opened wide, with shock, doubt and doubt in their eyes, and various emotions flashed across Zhou Ying's face like a flying horse.
That distorted expression can no longer be described in words.
The old god Ji Yehuan was leaning on the bookshelf on the ground, with a smile in the corner of his eyes: "Are you surprised, are you surprised?"
She shook the book in her hand and turned a page with her fingers: "This is the ancient book that you tried your best to grab, even at the expense of killing each other."
Zhou Ying's eyeballs were about to pop out of his sockets, he suddenly reached out and snatched the book away, and quickly flipped back page by page, seeing that the contents behind were all of the same nature, and the expression changes became more exciting.
"No! Impossible! This is impossible!"
He yelled like crazy, and frantically tore all the books, and the pages fell to the ground in front of everyone.
When a group of red-eyed people saw the painting on it, they were so angry that they spurted out a mouthful of blood, and passed out immediately.
Xiang Han stared at the half-screen in front of him, only feeling blood in his heart and eyes turning black.
Because of this, he was seriously injured and dying by a group of people? !
After tearing up the book, Zhou Ying raised his head and stared fiercely at Ji Yehuan, his red eyes were full of blood: "You must have been dropped by you, take my life!"
Ji Yehuan clicked his tongue softly: "I wanted to save your life, but you insisted on coming up to die."
She flipped her fingers, and a dagger appeared between her fingers.
Zhou Ying only felt a gust of wind blowing by his side. Before he could see how Ji Yehuan was moving, the person in front of him came to his side.
"If you want to kill me, go back and practice for another 200 years."
The young man's soft words rang in his ears, and there was a slight tingling pain on his neck, as if his neck had been cut open by something.
Zhou Ying raised his hand in a daze and wiped the blood on his neck.
Then, he fell straight forward, hit the bookshelf with his body, and fell to the ground with the bookshelf.
Ji Yehuan took out his handkerchief and slowly wiped the blood off the dagger.
Xiang Han looked at the young man in red who killed Zhou Ying while talking and laughing, his pupils shrank suddenly, and when he saw the black eyes of the young man who turned his head to look over, his heart beat uncontrollably several times.
"What? Teacher Xiang, do you want to try it too?" Ji Yehuan slightly raised the corners of his mouth, his bright red lips were more eye-catching than the blood all over the floor.
Xiang Han's expression was unpredictable, and he couldn't say anything unnecessary.
Ji Yehuan ignored him and suddenly looked up somewhere on the roof.
"Who dares to destroy this seat's collection!"
The sharp and piercing voice echoed in the room, with a strong aura of oppression, causing Xiang Han, who was already seriously injured, to faint directly.
The invisible attack crazily destroyed everything in the room, but when it met Ji Yehuan, it became like a gentle breeze, brushing against Ji Yehuan's cheeks and making her hair flutter.
Turning the dagger at his fingertips, Ji Yehuan smiled faintly, "Isn't it just a few erotic pictures, why are you so angry? I'll draw you whatever pose you want."
The violent breath suddenly froze, and there was a moment of silence in the air.
It may be that the person who never showed up did not expect Ji Yehuan to be so bold, let alone that she would put forward such a condition.
"You were really angry just now. Obviously you attach great importance to this book, but for a cultivator, it is easy to make a few pictures. Therefore, you are not angry because of these pictures, but because The people in the painting."
No one responded, but the room was even colder than before.
Ji Yehuan ignored the other party's emotions, and said lightly: "If it's as expected, the woman or man in the painting is your sweetheart. But you are trapped here and can't get out, so you can only use this as a comfort."
"If you want to leave here, you can only replenish your strength from the outside world, so you use your treasures to attract outsiders and let them kill each other." Ji Yehuan glanced at the scattered people on the ground, "And they are the fish you caught .”
"You will do this probably because you are so weak that even the Spiritual Sect can't solve it by yourself. If you continue, you may lose even this remaining thought."
"But..." Ji Yehuan stretched out his hand, and a torn page appeared in his hand: "Your hobby is quite special. You actually like to show others the pictures of yourself and your loved one doing the most intimate things."
The air was so quiet that it was almost stagnant, and after a while, the other party laughed loudly: "Haha, I can't even deal with a few little guys?! Do you think you can deduce everything after reading a book? You really don't know the heights of heaven and earth!"
Ji Yehuan snapped his fingers, and blue flames appeared on his fingertips, "Get rid of the miasma here."
Little Huomiao hopped and hopped to work.
The blue fire rises, the air twists, and everything in front of him dissipates, revealing its original state.
The room disappeared and the space became empty. Ji Yehuan stood on a half-foot-wide bluestone road. On the left and right sides of the road were two large pools filled with black water.
The black water is calm and calm, but there are strands of black mist rising from the water, lingering towards the end.
At the end of the road, there is a mountain of bones made up of thousands of bones.
At the top of the Bone Mountain, there is a seat made of bones. A complete white skeleton is sitting on the bone seat.
The black mist in the black water on both sides poured into the pile of bones and slowly disappeared between them.
This scene was shocking enough that even Ji Yehuan couldn't help but marvel.
"That's your body."
Ji Yehuan looked up at the only intact skeleton on Bone Mountain.
The white skeleton sat in a majestic posture, with a straight upper body, a sword in his right hand, and the blade of the sword was stuck in the pile of bones under his feet.
Ji Yehuan jumped up, jumped lightly to the top of the bones, and stood in front of the bones on the seat.
Looking at the skeleton, it can be seen that this person had a well-proportioned figure during his life, and every bone was as smooth as jade, with a unique sense of beauty.
Ji Yehuan sighed, "The skeleton is so beautiful, I should be even more beautiful."
The person who didn't know where he was: "!" His face may have turned dark at this moment.
"It seems that you are the man in the painting." Ji Yehuan ignored him, and continued: "You should have been a majestic person before you were alive, but I didn't expect to be distorted to this extent now."
The cold and piercing voice sounded again: "What do you know? You don't know anything, don't talk nonsense here!"
"I'm talking nonsense?" Ji Yehuan took out the pages of the book that fell on the ground just now, compared them one by one, and said, "There are so many pictures, all of which are the same men and women, if they are just ordinary erotic..."
"That's enough!" A phantom appeared in front of Ji Yehuan, blocking her hand that wanted to touch the skeleton: "As a woman, you have no shame in saying that kind of thing over and over again!"
"Also, don't touch my body!"
(End of this chapter)
Seeing the young man in red walking towards the ancient book in the middle of Xiang Han's blurred vision, he suddenly became sober.
"Ji... Ji Yehuan!"
Ji Yehuan turned his head slightly, glanced at Xiang Han, and said in surprise, "Hey, as expected of Teacher Xiang, he is still awake!"
The others, including Zhou Ying, all lost their minds. They only knew how to snatch ancient books and never stop dying.
Xiang Han coughed out a mouthful of blood, and said with difficulty: "You..."
Ji Yehuan didn't intend to pay attention to Xiang Han. She walked to the ancient bookshelf and picked up the book.
As if some mechanism had been triggered, all the people lying on the ground were dead bodies, and mercilessly launched the most ferocious attack on her.
More than twenty spiritual power attacks came from all directions, even the ninth-level spiritual sect did not dare to resist it.
Ji Yehuan didn't move at the same place, she didn't even turn her head, she just laughed lowly, "Oh, I'm overthinking myself."
Before the spiritual power attack reached her, it suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared at all.
Seeing this scene clearly, Xiang Han's pupils narrowed sharply—the attacks just now were more powerful than the ones that hit him, how could they suddenly disappear? !
Ji Yehuan opened the book as if no one was around.
A picture came into view.
Seeing the contents of the book, Ji Yehuan raised her eyebrows uncontrollably.
The name of the ancient book is 'Supreme God Jue', an extremely lofty name.
Ji Yehuan once thought it was a wonderful book.
But just seeing the first page, she dismissed the idea, and her expression became strange.
In front of me is a vivid erotic picture...
The man has a strong figure, and the woman has an enchanting figure. Because of the angle, the faces of the two cannot be seen clearly.
Turning backwards, there were all kinds of postures, which surprised Ji Yehuan.
After experiencing the siege of more than [-] extremely ugly corpse-eating beasts, reading such a book again, my mood... suddenly became clear.
After all, even if you can't see their faces, just look at the figures of these two people, you can tell that they are handsome men and beautiful women.
Just as she was reading it with gusto, a sense of crisis suddenly came from behind her. Ji Yehuan turned her head and blocked the book in front of the attacker.
Seeing this, Zhou Ying quickly withdrew his sword for fear of destroying the ancient book.
The ancient book is right in front of you, just reach out and grab it!
As long as he snatches the ancient book and cultivates the combat skills inside, he can even challenge by leapfrogging!
Zhou Ying's eyes were wild, and he was about to reach out to grab it when he suddenly saw the contents of the book.
Both eyes suddenly opened wide, with shock, doubt and doubt in their eyes, and various emotions flashed across Zhou Ying's face like a flying horse.
That distorted expression can no longer be described in words.
The old god Ji Yehuan was leaning on the bookshelf on the ground, with a smile in the corner of his eyes: "Are you surprised, are you surprised?"
She shook the book in her hand and turned a page with her fingers: "This is the ancient book that you tried your best to grab, even at the expense of killing each other."
Zhou Ying's eyeballs were about to pop out of his sockets, he suddenly reached out and snatched the book away, and quickly flipped back page by page, seeing that the contents behind were all of the same nature, and the expression changes became more exciting.
"No! Impossible! This is impossible!"
He yelled like crazy, and frantically tore all the books, and the pages fell to the ground in front of everyone.
When a group of red-eyed people saw the painting on it, they were so angry that they spurted out a mouthful of blood, and passed out immediately.
Xiang Han stared at the half-screen in front of him, only feeling blood in his heart and eyes turning black.
Because of this, he was seriously injured and dying by a group of people? !
After tearing up the book, Zhou Ying raised his head and stared fiercely at Ji Yehuan, his red eyes were full of blood: "You must have been dropped by you, take my life!"
Ji Yehuan clicked his tongue softly: "I wanted to save your life, but you insisted on coming up to die."
She flipped her fingers, and a dagger appeared between her fingers.
Zhou Ying only felt a gust of wind blowing by his side. Before he could see how Ji Yehuan was moving, the person in front of him came to his side.
"If you want to kill me, go back and practice for another 200 years."
The young man's soft words rang in his ears, and there was a slight tingling pain on his neck, as if his neck had been cut open by something.
Zhou Ying raised his hand in a daze and wiped the blood on his neck.
Then, he fell straight forward, hit the bookshelf with his body, and fell to the ground with the bookshelf.
Ji Yehuan took out his handkerchief and slowly wiped the blood off the dagger.
Xiang Han looked at the young man in red who killed Zhou Ying while talking and laughing, his pupils shrank suddenly, and when he saw the black eyes of the young man who turned his head to look over, his heart beat uncontrollably several times.
"What? Teacher Xiang, do you want to try it too?" Ji Yehuan slightly raised the corners of his mouth, his bright red lips were more eye-catching than the blood all over the floor.
Xiang Han's expression was unpredictable, and he couldn't say anything unnecessary.
Ji Yehuan ignored him and suddenly looked up somewhere on the roof.
"Who dares to destroy this seat's collection!"
The sharp and piercing voice echoed in the room, with a strong aura of oppression, causing Xiang Han, who was already seriously injured, to faint directly.
The invisible attack crazily destroyed everything in the room, but when it met Ji Yehuan, it became like a gentle breeze, brushing against Ji Yehuan's cheeks and making her hair flutter.
Turning the dagger at his fingertips, Ji Yehuan smiled faintly, "Isn't it just a few erotic pictures, why are you so angry? I'll draw you whatever pose you want."
The violent breath suddenly froze, and there was a moment of silence in the air.
It may be that the person who never showed up did not expect Ji Yehuan to be so bold, let alone that she would put forward such a condition.
"You were really angry just now. Obviously you attach great importance to this book, but for a cultivator, it is easy to make a few pictures. Therefore, you are not angry because of these pictures, but because The people in the painting."
No one responded, but the room was even colder than before.
Ji Yehuan ignored the other party's emotions, and said lightly: "If it's as expected, the woman or man in the painting is your sweetheart. But you are trapped here and can't get out, so you can only use this as a comfort."
"If you want to leave here, you can only replenish your strength from the outside world, so you use your treasures to attract outsiders and let them kill each other." Ji Yehuan glanced at the scattered people on the ground, "And they are the fish you caught .”
"You will do this probably because you are so weak that even the Spiritual Sect can't solve it by yourself. If you continue, you may lose even this remaining thought."
"But..." Ji Yehuan stretched out his hand, and a torn page appeared in his hand: "Your hobby is quite special. You actually like to show others the pictures of yourself and your loved one doing the most intimate things."
The air was so quiet that it was almost stagnant, and after a while, the other party laughed loudly: "Haha, I can't even deal with a few little guys?! Do you think you can deduce everything after reading a book? You really don't know the heights of heaven and earth!"
Ji Yehuan snapped his fingers, and blue flames appeared on his fingertips, "Get rid of the miasma here."
Little Huomiao hopped and hopped to work.
The blue fire rises, the air twists, and everything in front of him dissipates, revealing its original state.
The room disappeared and the space became empty. Ji Yehuan stood on a half-foot-wide bluestone road. On the left and right sides of the road were two large pools filled with black water.
The black water is calm and calm, but there are strands of black mist rising from the water, lingering towards the end.
At the end of the road, there is a mountain of bones made up of thousands of bones.
At the top of the Bone Mountain, there is a seat made of bones. A complete white skeleton is sitting on the bone seat.
The black mist in the black water on both sides poured into the pile of bones and slowly disappeared between them.
This scene was shocking enough that even Ji Yehuan couldn't help but marvel.
"That's your body."
Ji Yehuan looked up at the only intact skeleton on Bone Mountain.
The white skeleton sat in a majestic posture, with a straight upper body, a sword in his right hand, and the blade of the sword was stuck in the pile of bones under his feet.
Ji Yehuan jumped up, jumped lightly to the top of the bones, and stood in front of the bones on the seat.
Looking at the skeleton, it can be seen that this person had a well-proportioned figure during his life, and every bone was as smooth as jade, with a unique sense of beauty.
Ji Yehuan sighed, "The skeleton is so beautiful, I should be even more beautiful."
The person who didn't know where he was: "!" His face may have turned dark at this moment.
"It seems that you are the man in the painting." Ji Yehuan ignored him, and continued: "You should have been a majestic person before you were alive, but I didn't expect to be distorted to this extent now."
The cold and piercing voice sounded again: "What do you know? You don't know anything, don't talk nonsense here!"
"I'm talking nonsense?" Ji Yehuan took out the pages of the book that fell on the ground just now, compared them one by one, and said, "There are so many pictures, all of which are the same men and women, if they are just ordinary erotic..."
"That's enough!" A phantom appeared in front of Ji Yehuan, blocking her hand that wanted to touch the skeleton: "As a woman, you have no shame in saying that kind of thing over and over again!"
"Also, don't touch my body!"
(End of this chapter)
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