At the beginning, I accepted the Empress as a disciple, but she turned out to be a rebel disciple.

The black shadow saw that he was discovered, but stood up unhurriedly.

At this time, Luo Qian saw clearly that the black shadow's face was not a smile at all, but two large holes were cut out at the corners of his mouth, and when the surroundings were dim, he looked like he was grinning.

The great white bird fell to the roof in the distance, knowing that with his three-legged cat's kung fu, he should hide away at this time, and it was only right not to add chaos.

Luo Qian and Su Yingmo looked at each other, did not have many words, and directly chose to strike first.

"Wha-" The

Biyue Spirit Sword burst out of the air, and the moon-like silver attached to the sword body was as bright as a wash, and the fierce white sword qi was gushing.

At the same moment, Su Yingmo also raised the Bright Heart Fire Wind Sword, and the first sword style of the Red Bird Nether Fire Sword Sutra was started.

In an instant, two extremely fast sword lights lit up between heaven and earth, white and crimson intertwined, flashing.

When facing the approaching sword mang, the black shadow was indifferent, not making any defensive movements, as if deliberately waiting for death.

Then, something that surprised Luo Qian and the two happened.

The spirit sword pierced through, as soft as if it had pierced the air, and the black shadow actually dissipated like smoke when the spirit sword pierced, and this sudden change caused the two spirit swords to split together, and suddenly made a violent noise.

Luo Qian and Su Yingmo stopped at the same time, their bodies took a few steps back, and when they looked back again, the black shadow stood in place again.

"It seems to be a ghost." Su Yingmo saw some clues and said softly.

"A ghost who works for the tiger? Isn't there still a tiger demon hiding in the shadows? Luo Qian said.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the hand holding the sword tightened, the little girl was right, this city should really be rampant with monsters.

Ghosts are ghosts that are driven by the enslavement of a tiger demon after being eaten by it, and it cannot be killed, because each time it is killed, the tiger demon only needs to consume demon power to revive it.

Therefore, if you want to completely destroy the ghost, you must capture the thief first and kill the tiger demon completely.

"Kill a few more times, then the tiger demon power is reduced more, maybe it will jump out."

Su Yingmo dragged his sword up, jumped in the air, and slashed down with the sword in both hands.

Not surprisingly, the black shadow was split again, and a moment later, it gathered again.

Only at this time, the black shadow finally made a move, it fell backwards, jumped off the wall, ran for its life in the distant alley, and instantly merged into the darkness and disappeared.

Seeing

this, Luo Qian and the two gave up the idea of pursuing.

"Ding, tsk~"

The two fell from the house, and the big white bird fluttered its wings and flew over.

"By the way, what about the little girl?" Luo Qian asked.

The two looked back, the street was empty, and the little girl had disappeared.

Even if Su Yingmo and Luo Qian were preoccupied when they made a move, they would not let an ordinary person slip away quietly under their noses.

"Let's go, go back to the restaurant first." Lo Qian Road.

Su Yingmo nodded and took Yiyi into his arms.

The way back was calm, and there was no more evil, and the two quickly returned to the restaurant.

When the restaurants elsewhere were still bright, the Nanquan restaurant had already hung a closed sign, only a small door was open, and a thin boy sat on the steps next to the door.

"The two guest officers are back, but you want me to lead the way?" Wang Xiaoer stood up and asked.

He walked step by step in front of Luo Qian and the two.

"No need, we'll just go by ourselves." Lo Qian Road.

"Okay, do the two guest officers need some snacks?"

"No need."

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Through the corridor between the two floors, Luo Qian took the registration key given by Su Yingmo and came to the registration room.

Luo Qian lit a candle, opened the window to let the cool night breeze blow in, he looked at the sluggish night outside, the whole city seemed to be covered with a layer of shadow, only some restaurants and opera houses were lit with lights, looking away, the tall attic was mottled with light and shadow, and the graceful figure of the woman dancing was faintly visible.

What happened tonight was full of weirdness, making him feel like he had stepped into some conspiracy, the old woman looking for her grandson, the little girl selling flowers with two faces, the ghost who peeped secretly, and the tiger demon hiding nowhere...

This series of encounters convinced Luo Qian that they had been targeted by someone since they were at the city gate, or perhaps demons, who weaved a cobwebs in the darkness and quietly waited for their prey to take the bait.

The glitzy scene outside the window is just a hazy illusion, just like the loft in the sky that does not touch the ground, the thing lurking in the shadows is real, and the poisonous snake that will be killed by its blow at the slightest slack.

It's just that Luo Qian can't manage the leopard now, he can't understand a little in his heart, it stands to reason that there must be masters sitting in a city of this size, how can he let monsters enter the city and act recklessly inside?

Or are monsters so rampant that they kill them?

It was useless to think too much, Luo Qian planned to go with the flow, and seeing the trick, he packed up the bed and put the futon on it.

The wind pushed the wooden window with a short crunch, and the shadows on the ground kept dangling.

Luo Qian closed the window, took off his coat, and got into the bed.

That night in the barren forest, Luo Qian found that he could still cultivate the White Canon in his sleep, and the effect was not bad.

If you can sleep and practice, why not?

In the other room, Su Yingmo slept with Yiyi in her arms.

The big white bird seemed to be frightened by that ghost before, and did not dare to sleep with a bird, and secretly ran to Su Yingmo's room to seek comfort.

Looking at Yiyi, who was dead in her face, Su Yingmo couldn't help it, she couldn't resist a coquettish big white bird, so she had to sleep together.

Before going to bed, Su Yingmo specially placed the Mingxin Fire Wind Sword next to the bed.

The silver moon bends, and the floating night clouds are like a layer of fog, not wanting the moonlight to fall into the mortal world, so there is a night dark wind high.

A black shadow flew through the window, and a moment later, the window was slightly pushed open a crack, and the black shadow actually crept in through that crack.

At this time, Su Yingmo on the bed opened his eyes.

"Who?!"

She shouted sharply, grabbed the spirit sword next to the bed and threw it violently.

The spirit sword broke through the air, the speed was incredible, the black shadow's pupils shook, and at this moment, the black shadow had an illusion that it was difficult to move.

Lying groove, kicked to the iron plate, rat and mouse I just wanted to steal something, but the result was washed and pinched. That was his last thought.

"Bang-" The

spirit sword was embedded in the wall, and the room was dead silent.

Su Yingmo lit the lamp, and then saw clearly that there was a gray mouse on the wall that was nailed to the wall by the Ming Xin Fire Wind Sword, and black gas was bubbling on his curled hair.

"What happened?"

Luo Qian pushed the door and asked eagerly.

He heard movement from next door in bed, and without thinking, hurried over.

As soon as he entered, he saw a girl in a thin nightdress sitting on the bed, her clothes slightly messy, and her snow-colored skin faintly appeared, quite a half-undressed beauty.

"A little mouse with no long eyes ran in, but it was dead." Su Yingmo pointed to the rat demon on the wall.

Luo Qian turned his head and saw a spirit sword stuck in the wall, and a gray rat that was not blind was firmly nailed to it.