Beiming, who was at a loss, suddenly heard the sound of several swords clashing. She immediately moved her feet and flew towards the sound of swords.
The voice came from the first floor of Jinling, Yanke.
There was no one outside the door, and there was no demon. Bei Ming rushed in without hesitation.
As soon as she entered, she regretted it. If she had known that there was a tense scene inside, she should not have rushed in so unhesitatingly. However, she had already entered, and the people and monsters inside had seen it. Even if she wanted to retreat, she could not
There is no way to retreat.
Bei Ming, who regretted it too late, could only pretend to be innocent. She smiled and waved to Yan Hua, the owner of Yanke Building: "Baizhanji, I haven't seen you for several months. Has Yanke changed it into a martial arts gym?"
While greeting Bei Ming, he secretly observed his surroundings.
In the lobby of Yanke, Yan Hua, dressed in red, led dozens of female demons in the building and hundreds of cultivators with high levels of cultivation in the world, standing with swords in hand.
Except for the demon Yan Hua, who remains graceful, the other female demons standing behind Yan Hua are not only in shabby clothes, but some of their beauty has faded. However, the appearance of the human cultivators is much better.
If what she expected was true, Yan Hua would have just arrived, otherwise, the banshees in Yanke Building would not look so miserable.
Yan Hua glanced at Bei Ming coldly and did not answer. Seeing that Yan Hua looked at Bei Ming poorly, the cultivators thought that she and Yan Hua were not on the same road.
A cultivator raised his hand to her and explained kindly: "Female cultivator, today we have a blood feud with the demon clan. If the female cultivator doesn't want to be involved, she should leave early."
"Thank you." Bei Ming held up his hand and planned to exit calmly.
However, the monk said one more thing: "Female monk, I have something to say. I hope the female monk can listen to it."
Bei Ming could only stop: "Say."
"The hustle and bustle of Jinling is indeed a good place to have fun. Female monks who come here may find fun that cannot be found elsewhere, but they will also pay a price that cannot be found elsewhere."
Beiming lowered his eyes.
Jinling is Yan Hua's territory, and the pretty men and ladies in Baihualou are all monsters. People, demons, and ghosts come to Jinling to have fun. In addition to paying some scattered silver, they also have to pay more for their energy.
Because the demons in Jinling City are not big demons with abilities, but small demons with ordinary qualifications and unwillingness to practice hard. They have sex with humans, demons, and ghosts just to take a shortcut in cultivation.
Yan Hua has never concealed this matter, so the business in Jinling City has always been a matter of mutual consent. After all, whether it is a male demon or a female demon, they only absorb a very small amount of energy every time, and they have never caused trouble.
human life.
Bei Ming has a very good relationship with Yao. At times like this, he always wants to say something fair for Yao: "Well, I've been to Jinling many times and I haven't encountered anything bad."
Renxiu shook his head and replied: "That was the past."
"Eh?"
"Female monk, you should know that the demon tribe never talks about faith. Nothing bad has happened to you. Maybe it's because you are lucky, not because nothing bad has ever happened in Aurous Hill."
As he said that, the monk pointed to a few corpses covered with white cloth lying quietly on the ground in a corner of the lobby: "They are not as lucky as the female monks."
The corpses covered with white cloth were all in shape and bones.
These people died from the loss of vitality.
Bei Ming couldn't help but turn his head to look at the great demon Yan Hua.
If there really is a big demon in Jinling City that sucks ordinary people to death when they inhale the evil spirit, then it would be reasonable for human cultivators to go to Jinling to kill them.
Yan Hua noticed that Bei Ming was looking at her and glared at her fiercely. Judging from his expression, she thought that if she were a human cultivator, just because of Yan Hua's attitude, she would be found guilty of Yan Guest House.
Bei Ming sighed silently.
Although she sympathizes with Yan Hua, she is not a judge and has no ability to resolve cases. In addition, she has a special status. If someone accidentally exposes the identity of Shenjun, she will no longer be able to go to Youdu to have fun in the future. She will have to be arrested when she returns to Liangshan.
Give him a good lesson.
That's all, exit first.
Bei Ming held up his hands and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for reminding me."
"You're welcome, monk."
After the ceremony, Bei Ming turned around completely.
She doesn't want to
Go, no matter what, she is a historian. What happened today has little to do with the two mountains, but it is enough to be recorded in the history of Youdu and the human world.
No matter what, she had to see all the consequences of the future.
When she was about to turn around, before she even stepped out with one foot, a beauty ran in front of Yanke's door. The beauty was holding a long sword in her hand, and there seemed to be blood stains on the sword.
"..." Well, she couldn't find anything after wearing iron shoes. The beauty she was looking for actually bumped into her, but the timing of his appearance was not very good.
Jing Zhi, who had a solemn expression and was walking quickly, paused for a moment because he saw Bei Ming. Jing Zhi frowned and asked urgently: "Bei Ming, why is it you?"
Seeing the beauty's face that was more intriguing than before, Bei Ming immediately changed his mind: "I heard that you were in Aurous Hill, so I came here specifically to look for you."
"..."
At this time, the person who kindly gave her advice, Xiu, came over. He looked at Bei Ming, then at Jing Zhi, and then asked with uncontrollable surprise: "Female monk, are you an old acquaintance of Taoist friend Le Zheng?"
The beauty is actually a member of the Lezheng family in Xuanzhi? Is there anyone named Jingzhi who belongs to the Lezheng family?
Bei Ming suddenly realized that Meiren had tricked her before, and Jingzhi's name was mostly made up by him temporarily to deal with her.
She smiled at Renxiu and nodded, then quickly jumped to Jingzhi's side, hooked his arm familiarly, and then asked with great distress: "Okay, why are you covered in blood?"
She told him to cut off the relationship with her! She told him to never cut it off again!
Jing Zhi was stunned. Before he could push Bei Ming away, Renxiu had already shown a clear look on his face: "I'm still thinking, how can a female monk come to a place like Jinling if she's so righteous? She's just here to entertain fellow Taoists."
Bei Ming nodded generously, then firmly held Jing Zhi, who was struggling secretly, and said with a wink, "He and I have been friends for many years~"
Ren Xiuxiao knew the relationship between Beiming and Jingzhi very well. However, he did not laugh for too long, because the situation here was really not the time for gossip.
The man Xiu put away his smile and asked seriously: "Have you ever caught up with the demon wearing the Yaksha mask, fellow Taoist Le Zheng?"
Yasha mask? Great demon holly?
Jing Zhi couldn't care less about struggling anymore. He shook his head at the cultivator and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Li. I'm a poor Taoist with a shallow cultivation, so I let the big demon run away."
The cultivator surnamed Li sighed lightly and waved his hand: "Fellow Daoist Yue Zheng, you don't have to blame yourself. We know your level of cultivation well. It's not that your cultivation level is shallow, but that the big demon is very capable."
This comfort did not make Jingzhi's expression improve. He said thoughtfully: "Although the poor monk failed to catch up with the big demon, the poor monk did not let him run too far.
Following the traces left by the demon, Pindao pursued him all the way into Jinling City, and then——"
Jing Zhidun raised his eyes to search Yanke Building. Soon, he locked his eyes on Yan Hua: "Is it you?"
"Huh?" Yan Hua was confused.
Jing Zhi looked at Yan Hua carefully, and after a moment, he said firmly: "Although you were wearing a mask before, I can recognize your aura. The murderous demon is you."
All the people looked at each other angrily, and the person named Li pointed his sword at Yan Hua: "Big demon Yan Hua, what do you have to say now? Why do the thirty-two people in the suburbs of Zengcheng have any grudges against you?
You killed for no reason?!"
Eh? Is it such a coincidence?
She came to Jinling to ask Yan Hua about this matter, but she accidentally bumped into it, and it was also about this matter?!
"Nonsense!" Yan Hua, who was already impatient, was stirred up with murderous intent, "Li Shaoheng, I haven't settled the accounts of Jinling City with you yet, but you slandered me first. Okay, you want to
If you have the ability, come and kill me, otherwise, I will use your head as a blood sacrifice to Jinling!"
After saying that, Yan Hua came up to kill him.
Xiu, a man surnamed Li, and others also came forward to greet him.
Hundreds of cultivators and the monsters from Yanke Building were instantly killed.
Jing Zhi wanted to step forward to help, but Bei Ming grabbed his sleeve.
"Let go."
"Don't let go."
Jing Zhi didn't want to tangle with Bei Ming anymore. He was about to break free when Bei Ming's index finger tapped his lips. This point made Jing Zhi unable to move, because Bei Ming's fingertips were a holding talisman.
Smiling, she hugged Jing Zhi's slim waist and hid in a corner of Yanke Building, then waved her sleeves to create a barrier so that the fighting here would not disturb them.
"Woo."
The beauty who couldn't move was so angry that her face turned crimson, as red as the afterglow of the setting sun, which made Bei Ming's palms itchy. And she never liked abusing herself, so Bei Ming reached out and touched the beauty's face carefully.
.
The beauty's crimson face instantly turned as red as blood.
Extreme anger burned in the beauty's eyes, which would have made the beauty die of shame and anger. Bei Ming took two steps back moderately, and then unlocked the amulet.
Once the spell was gone, the beauty didn't even look at Bei Ming, she picked up her sword and slashed at the barrier.
Bei Ming didn't care at all. Even the gods might not be able to cut through her barrier. However, the beauty who had not been seen for only three months and who had no control over her barrier at the beginning, today used a sword to cut the barrier and make it tremble.
Is this person... really just a person?
How come it’s only been three months and my cultivation has advanced so rapidly?
Although the beauty's cultivation level has improved by leaps and bounds, he still can't break through Beiming's barrier. After three or five swords, Jingzhi stopped moving, and an angry Jingzhi faced Beiming: "Banshee, you are protecting that one."
A big monster?"
"Huh?" Bei Ming couldn't laugh or cry, so he quickly explained, "Jingzhi beauty, just take a look at the situation outside before you speak. With the abilities of the great demon Yan Hua, why do you need my help?"
The demons in Yankelou are not very good, but Yan Hua is one of the four demons in Youdu. Together, these people who came today can do nothing to him.
Beiming stopped the beauty because he didn't want him to die for no reason.
It's a pity that the beauty didn't understand Bei Ming's kindness at all. His cold face seemed to be getting colder because he thought of something: "You really know that monster well."
"..." What kind of weird brain circuit is this?
However, facing Jing Zhi, whose eyes were full of anger, Bei Ming felt a little dazed.
Three months ago, she bumped into Jingzhi for the first time in Zengcheng. At that time, he was so ethereal and clear that he was even more like a god than the god on Mount Buzhou.
But in him today, all the clarity has disappeared, leaving only the filth.
Bei Ming frowned and said seriously: "Jingzhi, I just hope you can calm down."
Jing Zhi tightened the sword in his hand and replied: "I am very calm."
"No, you didn't." Bei Ming used his hands to conjure up a mirror, and then faced the mirror to Jing, "Look at yourself in the mirror. How can you still be calm?"