Strategy to Attack the System

This inn is very large, and the two floors are full of major cultivation sects. Among them, there are many high-level cultivators like Jiang Fu who only cover the sky in the cultivation world. But even so, the big sects are still being quietly killed at night. The slaughter is half, which can't help being creepy. ---End of this Tanmei, Hong Kong and Taiwan romance www.hjw.tw)))

The room downstairs was full of corpses, and the heavy **** smell was disgusting. The remnants of the martial arts were waiting on the first floor with pale faces. After seeing Jiang Fu, they finally looked forward to the mainstay, and they came forward and begged him to find Out a cruel murderer.

Jiang Fu sent Li Zhen to appease them, and he walked into the room to check the details of the wounds of the corpses. Almost all the practitioners were killed in a single stroke in their sleep. There was no posture of resistance to show that the murderer was more cultivated than theirs. People who are tall can kill them so easily.

The demon cultivator who was caught is still in the jail, so this time it sneaked into a more powerful demon cultivator?

Thinking of the fact that they were controlled by demonic cultivators when they were saving Ruoxi sect disciples before, Jiang Fu's heart sank suddenly, and he immediately turned to look at the fearful cultivators.

There was no flaw on their faces, and the strong smell of blood obscured the breath of Demon Cultivation.

Jiang Fu retracted his gaze and continued to examine the corpses, and found that the wounds of the corpses were crisp and neat, but the edges of the wounds showed faint burn marks.

He froze in disbelief, his mind buzzed.

The cut wound showed a burn-like trace, which is a unique feature of Qingfengjian.

This difference was that he deliberately left it when he forged the Qingfeng Sword. He smiled and said to Qingchen at that time that it was more fun to let the sword have characteristics that were completely different from the name.

Jiang Fu forced himself to rub his eyebrows to calm down, and then checked the wounds of each corpse one by one.

Sure enough, they were all Qingfeng swords.

He was shocked by the discovery, and immediately turned to ask Li Zhen sharply.

"Where is Master Qingchen?"

As soon as the voice fell, he saw the real person Qingchen suddenly appeared behind the crowd. The other party looked straight at him with bloodthirsty red eyes, and raised the Qingfeng sword in his hand expressionlessly and slashed away from him. On the nearest person.

"Qingchen!"

Jiang Fu shouted angrily, drew out the waterless sword and stabbed it.

The suddenly chaotic situation was panic. Everyone didn't expect that Madam Qingchen was the murderer who slaughtered everyone. He looked indifferent, and he didn't have the slightest pity for human life when he dropped the knife in his hand. His eyes were blood red, and his body was full of evil spirits. The breath of repair.

"It's magic repair!"

"Kill him! It's Moxiu!"

The cries of fear mixed with the fierce fighting, turning the entire inn into a purgatory on earth.

True person Qingchen can assume the head of Ruoxi Sect, and naturally possesses a cultivation base that ordinary people can't match. However, he has lost all his senses after being reduced to demonic cultivation, and is even more aggressive.

The only person here is Jiang Fu above him. Han Yu and Han Li are reluctant to count, but the identity of the real Qingchen is too special. They cannot directly kill him like other demons. They must be captured alive, so they have to be restrained. The siege was deadlocked for a while.

Jiang Fu bit his finger and drew a talisman with profound spiritual power, and gave Li Zhen to let him take the remaining cultivation sect to the backyard of the inn to stay. This talisman condensed his spiritual power of the same period and was enough to resist any magic repairs. Invasion.

After Li Zhen hurriedly arranged them, he rushed over, bewildered and tried to join the fight.

Jiang Fu and the three were trying to subdue the mad Qingchen real person. After he caught sight of the nervous Li Zhen next to him, he just wanted to scold him and go to the talisman in the backyard to avoid him. Suddenly, he remembered something, and there was a little more rushing voice. Worry.

"Li Zhen! Go upstairs to protect Yuanyuan!"

Now Yuan Chen is just an ordinary person, and he would be easily injured by any cultivator or demon.

Li Zhen was stunned for a moment, then remembered Yuan Chen's existence, and ran upstairs in a panic.

And the name "Yuan Chen" also suddenly stimulated the real person Qingchen, his murderous aura suddenly skyrocketed, the blood in his eyes became more intense, and his expression almost stalked towards the direction Li Zhen ran towards.

Jiang Fufei swept away his Qingfeng sword, and then slammed Master Qingchen on the back.

He was eager to save Yuanchen, and this palm used ten percent of his skills.

When True Man Qingchen fell down, he broke the wooden ladder. He lay on the messy ground and vomited blood, but he still stared at Jiang Fu and laughed wildly. The devilish murmur was full of hope. Paranoia.

"Master Cheng Shui Cheng Shui"

When he was practicing with Jiang Fu, he was also called Master.

But since he understood his secret intentions for Jiang Fu, he was only willing to call Jiang Fu's intimate "Chengshui".

But what good is it.

Jiang Fu can be called by a stranger by nickname, but it is not him.

Forever, it can't be him.

True person Qingchen had long lost the gentle and gentle appearance of the past, and crawled in the direction of Jiang Fu in a awkward and stubborn manner, dragging long bloodstains on the ground.

Jiang Fu's subconscious blow just now almost shattered his inner alchemy, and he was already unable to make any more storms.

After Jiang Fu looked at him for a while, he sighed almost inaudibly.

He turned his head and didn't look at it anymore. After instructing Han Yu and Han Li behind him to look after Master Qingchen, they first went to the backyard to check the safety of those who cultivated.

Han Li stared blankly at the sluggish madness of Real Person Qingchen, his face turned pale.

He injured his arm in the fight just now, and the blood penetrated his thin clothes. Han Yu quickly searched for the healing elixir from his arms and asked worriedly after feeding it to his mouth.

"Xiao Li, is it still painful?"

Han Li didn't seem to hear him, his straight gaze was a little lost, he hugged Han Yu unconsciously, and muttered.

"It hurts, brother, it hurts me so much."

Han Yu brushed his long soaked hair on the sideburns, and kissed his lips in distress.

Although he didn't know what happened to Han Li, he didn't dare to ask. Instinct told him that if Han Li's secrets were revealed, then the weight behind it would definitely be beyond him.

Han Li lay on his shoulder in a daze and didn't speak. After a few seconds, he suddenly stopped. He quickly glanced at the room on the second floor in a very small arc, and a trace of deep pain flashed in his eyes.

He closed his eyes, and choked in Han Yu's ear.

"I'm sorry, brother."

Han Yu hadn't reacted yet, and suddenly his neck hurt.

The last glance before the vertigo was Han Li turned and rushed to take away the real person Qingchen from the back.

"Madam, you are up."

As soon as he entered the room, Li Zhen set up a sound-proof array to isolate all the noise outside. He pretended to sit calmly on the table and eat snacks, but he was actually paying attention to the movement outside the house.

It was a **** storm outside, but he had to keep Yuan Chen from being suspicious and afraid if nothing happened.

Unexpectedly, Master Qingchen was a magic cultivator, but Master and the others were so powerful, they would definitely be able to subdue him.

Li Zhen wanted to go down to help Jiang Fu, but he knew that his own cultivation base could not help much at all, so he could only follow the instructions of his master to protect Yuan Chen with all his heart.

"Li Zhen?"

Yuan Chen called him several times in doubt, and he suddenly recovered.

"Oh, oh, what's wrong?"

Li Zhen asked him absently, eating snacks but chewing wax.

Yuan Chen looked at him with a nervous look as if he was approaching an enemy, and his eyes flickered. He walked to the screen and folded the clothes that Jiang Fulin could not collect when he left, seemingly inadvertently asked.

"Where did the oranges go?"

Li Zhen swallowed, and said with a smirk.

"Master, Master, he has something to do, and he will be back soon."

Yuan Chen enlightened, looked down and hugged the clothes in his arms, did not speak for a while, looking a little lost.

Suddenly a huge sense of guilt surged in Li Zhen's heart. He was not good at deceiving others, so he bit the bullet and quickly looked for topics to ease the stagnant atmosphere.

"When things are done here, Madam, will you go back to the Heavenly Sect with us? Do you also want to become a cultivator? But you have no spiritual roots."

Yuan Chen chatted with him from time to time. After waiting for a while, he finally couldn't help but got up and wanted to go outside.

Li Zhen, who had been paying attention to him, looked tight and hurriedly stepped forward to stop it.

When the two of them pushed and shoved, a touch of white fell out of Yuan Chen's placket, and Li Zhen subconsciously bent over to pick it up, but suddenly stopped when he saw it clearly.

The clean handkerchief shows the age of years, and the handkerchief is embroidered with the moon shaded by clouds, which is the unique symbol of Fengyuefeng.

This is a handkerchief only available to a disciple of Fengyuefeng, but Yuanchen has never been to the Tiangan faction, let alone a disciple of the Tiangan faction, then this handkerchief

Unbelievable suspicion surged into his mind, and Li Zhen's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked up at Yuan Chen in disbelief, and blurted out.

"tractor?"

Hearing his furious question, Yuan Chen's push of the door stopped.

He lowered his eyes, and the dark eyes gradually overflowed with intense red, like viscous fresh blood.

He smiled slightly, and faded away all his innocent expressions, revealing a completely unfamiliar coldness and unabashed violence.

There was no trace of emotion in the casual tone.

"Yeah, I was discovered."

Li Zhen stared at Yuan Chen blankly, and a chill suddenly grew in his heart. The hair bell in his arms suddenly shook, and the harsh and crisp sound broke the terrifying silence in the room.

After a while, the hair bell burst and shattered as if it could no longer bear it.

The blowing bell can detect the breath of magic repair, and the stronger the breath of magic repair, the more violently the blowing bell shakes.

Li Zhen's face was pale, he suddenly realized that Yuan Chen had been hiding the aura of demonic cultivation before, and only then did he deliberately show his original form before him.

And the magic cultivator who gets along day and night can escape the detection of the blowing bell, which can only prove that the cultivation base of this magic cultivator is far above the blowing bell, even higher than Jiang Fu's, so it can cover people's eyes and conceal the sky.

"Iron Bull! How could you become a magic repair?"

When Tie Niu was an outer disciple, Li Zhen always encouraged him to practice hard, and tried his best to help him find many ways of thinking. Later, Tie Niu did make a lot of progress. He also won the qualification to enter the inner gate at the semi-annual trial meeting and became Jiang Fu's disciple.

But before Li Zhen was happy, Tie Niu took the initiative to abandon his status as an inner disciple and went to be Jiang Fu's personal internal disciple. Li Zhen was shocked and ran to ask him why he did not continue to practice. Tie Niu just said stubbornly. He wants to stay in the place closest to the master.

Li Zhenjing loves Master, but he never knew that Tie Niu actually had such a strong feeling for Master, and even gave up his own path of cultivation in order to get Master's compassion.

Li Zhen had to give up after many persuasion to no avail. He had seen Tie Niu follow the master from a distance, and his eyes were full of obsessive admiration, like a hot fire burning with turbulent emotions, and he wanted to complete people The whole burned to ashes.

Li Zhen respected Tie Niu's choice, but after the Master’s residence suddenly collapsed, Tie Niu lost track. Although Master and other disciples didn't care, Li Zhen always tried his best to find the whereabouts of Iron Bull.

After all, he was his dependent brother.

The joy of reunion was not worth mentioning in the face of the powerful Demon Cultivator. Li Zhen looked at Yuan Chen, whose eyes were unfamiliar, with a complex expression. He still couldn't believe the terrible fact that his pure brother became Demon Cultivator.

"Iron Bull, are you really a magic repair? Why? Will you hurt us?"

He kept asking incoherently, his trembling hand subconsciously held down the saber around his waist, and a certain natural alert was revealed in his confused eyebrows.

Yuan Chen didn't speak, a chaotic black mist gradually rose from his palm, and then rushed towards Li Zhen.

Before Li Zhen had time to pull out his weapon to resist, the whole person fell paralyzed to the ground, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

"Master is in danger"

He tried hard to transmit the sound to Jiang Fu outside the room, only to hear Yuan Chen hiss unpleasantly, and then his throat could not make any more sound as if it was sealed.

Yuan Chen's condescending gaze was chilling, and he boredly kicked Li Zhen, who was frightened, and said unhappy.

"Don't tell Master secretly, I haven't played enough yet."

He thought about it for a while, and then showed a kind smile, with a gentle voice.

"By the way, I forgot to thank you. One of the mental methods you helped me find is really suitable for me."