Fang Xi touched her arms, took out a small medicine bottle, poured a pink pill out of it, and stuffed it directly into Chunyu's mouth.

Although Chunyu was unconscious at this time, he was still resisting faintly.

However, Fang Xi would not be polite to her. She just opened the woman's teeth and pushed the pill in with her fingers...

In addition, he took out a few golden needles and inserted them into Chunyu's head.

"Woo..."

Chunyu's eyelids trembled violently, and he suddenly opened his eyes. His originally clear eyes were blurred.

"Tell me, your name..."

Fang Xi's eyes widened, and there was a strange power in her words.

This is ‘ecstasy’!

Fang Xi learned some tips from Master Jiuxuan.

Not only does it need to be used in combination with drugs and acupuncture, but it can only be used by immortal cultivators with spiritual consciousness on mortals without spiritual consciousness. If the target is an immortal cultivator with even a level of Qi refining, it will be completely ineffective, which can be said to be quite restrictive.

As for the legendary 'soul-searching technique' that can be used on immortal cultivators, Fang Xi has never even seen it.

"Chun Yu..."

Chunyu's eyes suddenly glowed with a green light, and he answered in a daze.

"Tell me, your status in Yuanhe Mountain..." Fang Xi continued to ask.

"Deacon of Yuanhe Mountain in Black Rock City..."

"What is your purpose for coming out this time?"

"Capture Zhang Junming, the guard uncle ordered that he should be spared..."

"Arrested? It's a little strange..." Fang Xi touched her chin: "Tell me all the martial arts you know... If you have books and divine intentions, tell me their location..."

…

Half an hour later.

"What a pity..."

Fang Xi looked at Chunyu's beautiful figure and sighed.

According to the confession of the other party who was possessed by the ecstasy, she did not practice Yuanhe Mountain's famous Zhensect secret transmission - Yuanhe Five Thunder Hands!

In fact, in the entire Yuanhe Mountain branch, only Ling Huyang has obtained the true inheritance, but it is only a incomplete part, and the highest level is only the Zhenjin Martial Master, and there is no content about the subsequent Martial Saint.

Well, in Chunyu's heart, there is another title for the Grandmaster - Zhen Gang Martial Saint!

Other than that, this woman is of no great use.

Fang Xi's palm gently stroked the other person's hair, then passed over the other person's round earlobes, small chin, and then came to the swan-like slender neck.

Click!

With no expression on his face, he broke the woman's neck.

A beautiful lady of a generation passed away like a beauty.

Nothing bad happened.

"It seems that we still have to face Linghu Yang head-on."

Fang Xi really didn't want to fight against a Zhenjin martial artist who was comparable to the second level of body training.

Even if the other party is not an immortal cultivator, he lacks many means.

But now, there is no choice.

…

Half a month passed quickly.

Yuanheshan Branch.

As the outgoing teams disappeared one after another, there was no return date.

Even the stupidest disciple noticed something was wrong.

One or two teams disappeared, which can be said to be bad luck.

But all the disciples who were sent out to search for supplies disappeared. It is definitely not something that the ignorant wooden man and the curse man can do!

There is definitely a terrifying enemy in the outside world who is hunting the people of Yuanhe Mountain!

Even the other party's tracking skills are extremely clever.

Linghu Yang went out on patrol several times in a rage, even pretending to be an ordinary disciple and mingling with the team as bait, but he could never catch the cunning enemy!

Affected by this, the martial arts alliance that was originally promised immediately changed to a wait-and-see attitude.

After all, those old foxes are the best at adapting to the changing circumstances and being a wallflower.

As Linghu Yang's temper became more and more agitated, he beat and scolded ordinary disciples, and many disciples could not bear the pressure and fled one after another.

As a result, the huge Yuanhe Mountain now looks like a tree falling down and the hozens scattering...

"hateful!"

Qiao Wuyan looked at the door.

The originally unremarkable land was now like a terrifying abyss.

Outside the Yuanhe Mountain stronghold, there seemed to be countless monsters lurking, specifically hunting them.

Only by Linghuyang's side can I feel a little bit safe.

He had not dared to go out for a long time, but as the food was consumed day and night, the anxiety in his heart was increasing day by day.

"Master Deacon, we are running out of food, what should we do?"

A disciple from Yuanhe Mountain came to Qiao Wumaang and quietly reported.

"How is that possible?"

Qiao Wuyang couldn't believe it. After all, they were the force with the best reserves.

But then after thinking about it, his face turned from white to red, with a hint of ferocity: "Today I personally led the team to search the disciples' rooms, and killed all the women who were snatched, starting with this deacon... Isn't this convenient?

Did you take a big bite?"

"yes……"

This disciple originally wanted to say something more, but the deacon was about to take the lead in killing the concubine of the Prime Minister, so he had nothing to say.

"You go down..."

After sending this disciple away, Qiao Wuman felt more and more suffocated in his heart, and said to himself: "No... I have to go and talk to the guarding uncle, this won't work!"

Linghu Yang's whereabouts have been a bit strange recently, but Qiao Wuyang has already subconsciously ignored this abnormality.

After sorting out his words in his mind, he came to Linghuyang's door, knocked respectfully three times, and said, "Uncle Linghu, Qiao Wuyang wants to see you!"

"Come in!"

Linghu Yang's voice was very calm, like the undercurrent under the iceberg.

Qiao Wumang pushed the door open and saw Linghu Yang putting on his coat, looking at him with a smile: "Wumang, how long have we known each other?"

"Since the day you came to Black Rock City, Wu Yang has been following you for three years and six months."

Qiao Wuyang bowed and answered.

"But... you betrayed my trust." Linghu Yang said lightly.

Qiao Wuyang immediately knelt on the ground: "Please forgive me, sir. This is really because of the evil man in the dark... There are not enough warriors to take prisoners..."

Half a month ago, when he sent orders to the martial arts masters, Linghu Yang gave Qiao Wuyang a task.

Originally, with the strength of Yuanhe Mountain, it was very simple to attack and capture some lone warriors.

But after the recent appearance of that damned enemy, Qiao Wuyang didn't even dare to leave the door, let alone arresting the warriors.

"That's all, if you do one more thing for me, I'll forgive you." Linghu Yang walked to a part of the room, lifted up the floor, and revealed a black hole, beckoning: "Follow me!"

"This subordinate is willing to be tortured to death, even if I die!"

Qiao Wuyang hurriedly followed, and was a little surprised. When did Linghuyang dig a tunnel in his bedroom?

This tunnel is not long. After entering, it is a cellar.

What's in the cellar is...

Qiao Wuyang's eyes widened slightly.

And Linghu Yang's faint voice came: "Didn't you say... that you want to wipe out my liver and brain? Then I will help you!"

"ah!"

In the cellar, a blood-curdling scream suddenly sounded.

…
To be continued...