The girl in black skirt stared at Su Yi for a moment and said softly: "Is the young master afraid, or does he not want to see me?"
Su Yi retracted his gaze towards the night sky in the distance and said calmly: "If any disaster happens along the way, I guarantee that you will die in an ugly way."
The beautiful eyes of the girl in black dress suddenly shrank, as if she was shocked by these sudden words.
After a while, she frowned and said in confusion: "Master, what does this... mean?"
Su Yi took out the wine bottle and drank some, and said absently: "Guess for yourself."
The beautiful appearance of the girl in black dress flickers on and off.
Immediately, she put away her arms that were resting on the railing, stretched her body, lightly opened her red lips, smiled sweetly, and said, "Okay, let's go and see."
After that, she turned around and left.
Until the figure of the girl in black dress disappeared.
Su Yi also turned around and left.
However, when he passed by the little girl with braids, he squatted down, bent down, and patted the little girl on the shoulder.
"Brother, is something wrong?"
The little girl raised her face in confusion.
"Little girl, remember not to take the initiative to talk to strangers in the future."
Su Yi said softly.
The little girl was stunned.
Su Yi has already stepped away.
And in his palm, a faint green thread emerged.
The little girl didn't know that when the girl in the black dress whom she praised as "beautiful" had gently touched her cheek, she had left a trace of something called "Lock Spirit" in her body.
Poisonous poison.
This kind of poisonous poison will silently turn into shackles of the soul. With just a thought from the caster, the opponent's soul can be deprived of it.
The most sinister and vicious thing.
"An evil person is hanging out with the descendants of the Ghost Snake Clan. He must have another agenda. If you speculate like this, the dilemma the Ghost Snake Clan is facing now is far more serious than I imagined."
Su Yi thought to himself.
In his palm, the faint green silk thread kept struggling, but to no avail, and was firmly suppressed there.
Not long after Su Yi left, the old man with white hair and black robe who had been guarding the children stepped forward, came to the little girl with braids, and whispered: "Yue Rong, what did that person say to you just now?"
The girl with braid said crisply: "That big brother told me not to take the initiative to talk to strangers in the future."
The old man with white hair and black robe was stunned and said: "There is nothing else."
The girl with braids shakes her head.
"So, is there something wrong with the woman in the black dress just now?"
The old man with white hair and black robe thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it.
…
Ten o'clock in the morning.
Su Yi is meditating in the room.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door:
"Guest, someone asked me to send you a letter."
Su Yi opened his eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "Come in."
Raise your hand to remove the power of the forbidden formation in the room.
On this Yunlou treasure ship, all the A-shaped pavilions are covered with the power of the Forbidden Formation, which is not powerful at all and can only serve as a sound insulation function at best.
The door opened, and a boy who looked like a boy held a letter in his hands and presented it respectfully.
Su Yi opened the letter.
boom!
Inside the letter, a piece of filthy black mist suddenly burst out, turning into an illusory skull and rushing towards Su Yi.
Due to the extremely close distance, Su Yi's figure was instantly swallowed up by the dirty black mist.
The figure of the boy who looked like a young boy appeared, and his originally mediocre aura suddenly surged, and his face changed accordingly, turning into a man with a thick figure and a cruel face.
There is a strange bloody pattern tattoo on his forehead.
"I thought I was such an amazing character, but it turned out to be nothing more than that. I wasted a secret talisman that I had treasured for many years!"
The stout man muttered, a look of pain appearing on his face.
In his field of vision, Su Yi's figure was completely covered by dirty black mist, and wisps of black mist penetrated into Su Yi's body like little snakes.
This is the "Ghost Mist Heart-Eating Curse", which is overbearing and vicious. In the case of a sudden attack, it can severely damage a person in the spiritual wheel realm with one blow!
"That woman asked you to come?"
A calm voice sounded, and the stout man froze. Without even looking, he suddenly waved his arm and punched out.
The rock-like arms exploded with circles of strange black light, which converged into one punch, and the power released in an instant was as powerful as overwhelming mountains and seas, fierce and domineering.
But this punch, which was enough to kill a spirit wheel-level character, was caught by a big white hand, and the overwhelming destructive power on the fist dissipated like a mud cow into the sea.
The stout man was shocked.
Only then did he see clearly that the young man in green robes who had been covered by the Ghost Mist Heart-Eating Curse was still sitting there with a calm expression and deep eyes, completely unscathed.
Click!
The sound of wrist bones cracking was heard.
The stout man's body was then forced to his knees by a huge force, and the floor made of dark iron made a dull trembling sound.
The stout man screamed, sweat dripped from his forehead, and looked horrified, saying: "Please show mercy, my friend!"
Su Yiwu sat there, supporting his chin with one hand and holding a wine bottle with the other, and said casually: "You are obviously coming for the people of the Ghost Snake Clan, why do you want to attack me?"
The stout man's expression changed and he defended: "This is completely a misunderstanding..."
Before he finished speaking, Su Yi gently picked with his fingertips.
A flash of sword energy suddenly appeared, cutting off the strong man's right arm. The cut was smooth and neat, and blood spurted out like a fountain.
The stout man's cheeks were twisted in pain, and his whole body was shaking like chaff.
"I don't like to hear nonsense."
Su Yidao.
The stout man looked at Su Yi with a look of fear in his eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "To be honest with my friends, I was ordered to act tonight. Why on earth I want to deal with you, I...I don't know."
"By whose orders?"
"The destiny of our saint."
"What ethnic group are you from?"
"This..." The stout man hesitated.
puff!
Blood flew everywhere, and the stout man's left arm was cut off. The pain caused his throat to hiss, and his cheeks turned pale and transparent.
Su Yi's eyes were indifferent: "Say."
The stout man was panting rapidly, but there was a fierce and ferocious light in his eyes, and he said: "If you say it, you will die, if you don't say it, you will die. If that is the case, why should I cooperate?"
As soon as the voice sounded, the bloody pattern on the thick man's forehead suddenly began to squirm crazily, plundering and swallowing all the energy and energy in his body.
The voice was still echoing, and his thick body instantly turned into a shriveled, lifeless, decaying corpse.
The blood pattern that was originally imprinted on the sturdy man's forehead turned into a strange blood-colored demon flower. The petals were composed of thirty-six bloody fingers. At the stamen, there was a strange and cold vertical pupil.
boom!
To be continued...