Chapter 332 Jianghu: Demon Cult Witch (20)

Many people were horrified to see her and broke into a cold sweat for her. They were afraid that the leader would be so angry that he would shoot this ignorant little girl to death.

But she blinked and looked up at him, not noticing anything about it.

The system was also at a loss: [Host, are you really planning to help Yuan Mingqi? This man has wiped out your whole family, are you planning to recognize the thief as your father? 】

"There are so many rules in the rivers and lakes. No matter how deep the water is, I only recognize my own rules."

The corners of Jiaoyang's lips curved slightly, "You don't care what I plan to do, as long as I'm happy. As for that technique."

The corner of her mouth curled up slightly: "Anyway, I've learned it all by heart, and I will never allow anyone to compete with me for that position. I think it's worse than being invisible and intangible and thinking about him all my life.

It would be more interesting to have him hold the technique in his hands but never be able to practice it in his lifetime."

Is it possible to share the things that fell into Sheng Jiaoyang's hands with others? Stop daydreaming.

Jiaoyang remembered that it was written on the scroll that if you did not practice this technique from the beginning, or even just skipped the first half and started practicing the second half, you would go crazy, bleed from your seven orifices, and die if your meridians were severed.

She wanted to make the Blood-Destroying Demonic Art extinct from the world without anyone else except her.

The system twitched the corner of its mouth: [Gao, you are really tall.]

Jiaoyang blinked lightly: "Can you accept me now, brother-in-law?"

The man looked at her for a long time, then bowed down under everyone's gaze, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Huh?" She looked at him more and more confused.

But he looked away, put the ancient book away, and said in a cold voice, "Don't call me that in the future. Also, since you want to join the Shenyue Sect, you must do one thing first like everyone else before joining the sect."

"What's the matter?" Jiaoyang's eyes followed him, but after what he just said, that is, he had agreed to let her stay by his side.

"You come and tell him."

The man didn't look at anyone, but it was the young man who looked like a butterfly who spoke. He crossed his chest, his clothes were fluttering in the wind, his eyes were full of arrogance, and he turned his head to look at him, but the corner of his mouth was full of teasing: "

You need to kill someone first."

"Who?" The child tilted his head in confusion.

Yuan Mingqi pointed his finger at one person: "She——"

Jiaoyang looked along his fingers. Bi Ling's face instantly turned pale, but she lowered her head and did not say a word.

Baiye Liufeng was stunned for a while, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Interesting. This woman had a grudge against this little girl, and she obviously let it slip during the Yuan and Ming Dynasties.

Logically speaking, to join the Shenyue Sect, one needs to throw away all goodwill and conscience in the heart, and even one's own life and death. The only thing left is blood and loyalty.

Only in this way can we survive.

The rules and regulations of the canon are almost harsh, but if you touch them, you will die.

Jiaoyang was still stunned on the spot, as if she didn't know what to do. But it was normal. She was still a child and had been weak since she was a child. She probably couldn't even hold a sword, let alone kill people.

Yuan Mingqi stared at her closely and frowned. He watched the child hesitate for a while, picked up a bloody sword from the ground, and walked towards the woman step by step.

Bi Ling closed her eyes and shed tears.

"Kill me, kill me. Miss, I betrayed you first. Only by killing me can you live."

Jiaoyang looked at her for a while, with no clear emotion in her eyes.

She raised the long sword and stopped in front of her for a while. Before she could do anything, she suddenly felt her hand being held by cold fingers and exerting force.

There was only a "puff" sound, and the sword was already inserted into the flesh in front of him, blood splattered.

Jiaoyang opened her eyes wide, and the sword was suddenly pulled out. She looked at her blood-stained hands and the holes in the corpse.

The fluttering gauze was also stained with mottled blood.
Chapter completed!