Jiang Shengxiang walked out in a daze, holding a candle.
He looked at the black shadow in the snow and opened his eyes.
"Doctor Ye, why haven't you gone to rest yet?"
Pu Yehai froze slightly and turned his head, with a few pieces of white snow on his lips.
"Village Chief Jiang, no one came to Longyin Village today?"
Jiang Shengxiang scratched his messy beard and said, "Why does Doctor Ye ask this? Every day in Longyin Village, outsiders want to visit, and today is no exception."
Pu Yehai looked at the peaceful scenery under the starry night.
There is no breath of life, no killing, no blood, only the chirping of insects and birds.
The people from the Mingxia Sect have never come here at all!
Kuang Lei is such an unpunctual person!
"Village Chief Jiang, I'm going back to take a rest. The night tonight is a bit mesmerizing."
He pursed his lips and smiled lightly, and a few pieces of cold white snow melted into water.
It's time to urge Kuang Lei.
Late at night, this peaceful village will turn into an eternally silent mass grave!
Jiang Shengxiang looked at his frail body, passing by him, and nodded: "The night is really good tonight."
"But it's still not as good as the golden elixir fireworks blooming in the sky half an hour ago, and the magnificent scene of hundreds of demon cultivators running for their lives like frightened birds!"
Pu Yehai continued to walk forward, with a faint smile still hanging on the corner of his mouth, and then it became lighter and shallower...
"Village Chief Jiang, what are you talking about Jindan fireworks? What are hundreds of demon cultivators?"
He turned around in surprise and asked.
Jiang Shengxiang was frightened, shook his eyelids and said, "Don't Doctor Ye know about this yet?"
"Half an hour ago, Kuang Lei of the Mingxia Sect led hundreds of disciples and tried to capture Longyin Village. Seeing that the situation was not good, I immediately invited Fairy Ran Ran to come."
"Then……"
"Kuang Lei scattered into fireworks in the sky, all the disciples fled, and Fairy Ran Ran went back to rest!"
Jiang Shengxiang stroked his beard proudly. It was truly the most gorgeous fireworks he had ever seen in his life.
Pu Yehai struggled to find his voice.
"You said Kuang Lei from the Mingxia Sect has already arrived with hundreds of disciples?"
Jiang Shengxiang smiled and nodded.
Pu Yehai looked at the peaceful scene outside in confusion, "There is nothing left..."
"Yes, except for a grand fireworks!" Jiang Shengxiang smiled from ear to ear.
Pu Ye Haizui's skin was so cold that it was about to freeze.
Half an hour ago...
That was the time he and Kuang Lei agreed upon.
In this way, Kuang Lei did bring the disciples of the Mingxia Sect here. He did not break his promise, and he did not need to go back and send out transmission notes to urge him.
Because Jiang Shengxiang said that he had turned into a firework, and the beauty disappeared in an instant...
In short, Kuang Lei has died!!
Pu Yehai could not believe the news he heard.
He and Kuang Lei had been plotting for so long without even seeing each other, so he died?
Hundreds of disciples of Mingxia Sect also ran away?
"Ouch, it's going to snow heavily again. Doctor Ye, you're not in good health. You'd better go back and rest quickly! I'm going into the house too!"
Jiang Shengxiang looked at the cloud of white snow falling from the sky and hurried back to the house.
Pu Yehai nodded numbly, still in disbelief when he heard the sound of the wooden door closing in his ears.
"Half an hour... died in half an hour?"
He looked at the footprints buried in the snow and was stunned.
"Maybe it won't even take half an hour..."
If Kuang Lei had resisted before his death, then there would be a trace of spiritual fluctuations here.
Either Kuang Lei had died long ago, or he died in one blow.
Although he didn't want to believe it, the peaceful village was telling him silently.
Kuang Lei, a golden elixir elder, died in front of a woman who was at the tenth level of Qi training without even having a chance to fight back!
"Huh..." Jiang Shengxiang took off his clothes and was about to blow out the candlelight, but saw that the black shadow reflected on the window paper had not left.
He quietly pushed open a small gap and looked outside. The strong wind took the opportunity to pour in a lot of white snow.
Jiang Shengxiang was forced to squint his eyes, but then his eyes widened, "Dr. Ye, what's going on? You've been blown into a snowman and you're still admiring the scenery. Could it be that you were dumped by a woman?"
"Yao Ranran, what else is she hiding?!"
Pu Yehai suddenly shook off the white snow all over his body, rushed out of the formation and flew away.
Jiang Shengxiang hurriedly chased him out, but he had disappeared.
"This...what's going on with this Ye Hai?"
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Jiuling Mountain.
Yao Ranran and Xiao Rong parted ways and used the flying boat and teleportation staff to arrive at the Yunwen Inn.
She originally wanted to see if she could find Zhou Lili through this line, but suddenly she saw a rainbow light flying towards them again.
"Yao Ranran, Nie Rong and Zhou Lili are all in my hands. If you don't want them to die, come to Yuwen Inn to see me immediately!"
Hearing this familiar threat, Yao Ranran didn't take it to heart. Just when she thought the transmission notes were over, another voice continued to sound.
"Beiming Holy Palace is the most powerful force in Beiming. The Holy Palace has a profound foundation and its wealth is comparable to that of the Wuxiang Sect. Its saints can even possess all the cultivation resources of the Holy Palace!"
Well, it sounds like Beiming Holy Palace is very rich!
Yao Ranran's thoughts diverged. The status of the Holy Palace in Beiming was equivalent to the status of Wuxiang Sect in Zhongzhou. Both of them were kings here.
However, Beiming is not as vast and resource-rich as Zhongzhou, so the strength of the Holy Palace cannot be compared to Wuxiang Sect.
However, she believed that the wealth accumulated by the Holy Palace was not necessarily less than that of the Wuxiang Sect. After all, the Holy Palace seemed to have been passed down for many years.
Before the transmission notes were finished, Wan Huaiyuan continued speaking.
"So, if you are willing to become a Saint of the Holy Palace, all the resources of the Holy Palace will be dumped for you. Spiritual stones, spiritual materials, elixirs, and supreme techniques will all be yours!"
Snap!
The transmission note fell to the ground, made a crisp sound, and dispersed into clouds of smoke.
Yao Ranran was startled and said: "The two of them went around in such a big circle just to give themselves infinite wealth?"
If you become a Saint of the Holy Palace, can you have everything in the Holy Palace?
They captured Nie Rong and Zhou Lili alive just to give her money?
Yao Ranran couldn't help but raised her forehead, "If I had told you that I was giving money, it would have been over!"
She will answer it immediately!
But it's impossible now.
Because she has never seen any money sender threaten to give it to her.
She believed that there must be a conspiracy behind the pie-in-the-sky thing!
After thinking for a moment, she left a transmission note at Yuwen Inn.
Then left.
"Hey, this table...has been touched?"
Yao Ranran returned to the room and looked at the footprints of the table's feet next to it, feeling a little lost.
She could have sworn she had never touched the table.
So what's going on with the extra table footprints?
"Is it Xiaorong or Xiangyin?"
She didn't think much and subconsciously thought that they had entered her room.
"No matter what, practicing hard is the right thing to do!"