If I came here five years ago, it is indeed possible that I don’t know what happened before.
Ji Mingyao just felt strange. Could this person be sent in by Wang Sicun like them?
"There is a shortage of manpower here. I transferred them from other places."
When Liu Mo mentioned this matter, he seemed a little unhappy.
"I worked hard here for five years before I was able to get into the red and white robes. This bastard Gongsun Han came here and got into the golden white robes within a few months. There is indeed a distinction between closeness and distance."
Ji Mingyao didn't care about their workplace struggle, she just noticed what Liu Mo just said.
"Besides Xuanming Sect, does it have sects elsewhere?"
Liu Mo had the idea of breaking the jar and was about to tell Ji Mingyao everything, but unexpectedly a sharp spiritual power suddenly struck from the darkness.
Before the two of them could react, Liu Mo's head was blown to pieces when they touched each other, and his consciousness disappeared on the spot.
Ji Mingyao looked at the red and white things on her body with a very ugly expression.
"You're so anxious to start? You don't even give me a chance to search for souls. How decisive is my sister?"
The succubus walked out of the darkness with a wine bottle in hand, not feeling anything wrong at all.
"He didn't lie to you, so there's no need to search for his soul."
Is it the key to search for souls or not?
Ji Mingyao felt that she might have touched the real information of Xuan Ming Sect, but this was not what Charming Demon wanted.
She also thought that although the succubus had different purposes from hers, they had reached an agreement on the issue of Xuan Ming Sect.
Now it seems that is not the case.
Ji Mingyao saw that Charming Demon didn't care at all, so she had no choice.
She can't beat anyone who is strong.
Now that people are dead, there is no need for her to fight with the succubus over a dead person.
"I want to go over now, sister, come with me."
"I won't go. I'll give you the map. I move around easily and attract others' attention."
The charm stretched out, rejected Ji Mingyao's invitation, turned around and returned to her yard.
This was a half-way cooperation. Ji Mingyao was wary of the succubus' strength and had no intention of really relying on her.
On the contrary, she felt more at ease since the enchantress didn't go.
Ji Mingyao left Liu Mo at the medical clinic and asked the demon to dispose of it. It was also a place where garbage was disposed of.
She went to the frost herb field and released a sniffing ant to see what was happening over there at Lu Xingyan.
Only when both sides cooperate can things be done well.
The medicinal field of frost grass is very large, and there will be dedicated personnel to harvest it at a fixed time.
Several men in gray robes wandered through the medicinal fields, picking frosty grass that had already bloomed.
All their movements were very gentle, as if they were afraid of something. Even Ji Mingyao, who was in white robe, passed by and ignored them.
Ji Mingyao did not stop, but slowed down and paid attention to Gray Robe's behavior.
It's a pity that these gray robes are obviously experienced, and nothing happened when Ji Mingyao reached his destination.
But there is a message coming from the sniffing ants.
Gongsun Wu returned to the cave and said that he had found a few people to communicate with, and now others were looking for more people outside.
It was agreed that one day later, the gathered people would gather here together with Gongsun Liu and Gongsun Qi.
As for those who haven't been found and those who don't want to come, it doesn't matter. Anyway, as many as they come.
One day is enough time.
Ji Mingyao counted the time and stepped into the dungeon's formation.
Different from the brightness outside, inside the dungeon, it is damp and dark, and the air is thin.
Ji Mingyao felt uncomfortable as soon as he came in. His spiritual power was stagnant and his movements were much slower. His whole body seemed to be in mucus.
She walked slowly towards the depths.
There are prisons along the way, holding people in twos and threes.
Perhaps because they had not seen the light of day for a long time and experienced torture, most of these people were in ragged clothes, skinny as a stick, and their eyes were dull.
Even if someone passes by, they don't react, a bit like the living dead.