In just a few days, he had been following her footsteps.
Every time she appears in a village, a man will die suddenly. He clearly knew that it was her who harmed her, but he was still in guilt for her in her previous life, so he still couldn't take action.
That day.
Her behavior finally attracted the attention of the so-called righteous people, and a trap designed by her appeared.
So, on the way to marry, she was surrounded by a group of immortals. After all the mortals were sent away, she was left behind by staying in the sedan chair.
The four leading people surrounding the sedan chair stood in the east, west, south and north respectively.
Yuan Dou of Xungu Sect in Dongfang is a middle-aged man with an extremely pale face. He was wearing a white Taoist robe and looked like a ghost. He was looking at the sedan chair gloomyly.
"Pangjia, is this the fox beauty you are talking about?" Yuan Dou asked at an old man in the western sermon robe.
The old man in the sect robe was Pangjia of the Ghost Sect. At this time, black mist was wrapped around him, and the mist gave people a feeling of soul.
When Yuan Dou asked Pangjia, the fog around Pangjia began to roll continuously. As soon as the fog moved, countless shrill shouts seemed to be heard inside.
Pangjia revealed his head from the fog, and his face seemed to be without a trace of flesh and said, "I have been in the Great Soul Sect for a while, and the perception of the soul will not be wrong."
"Is that true? Old Man Pang! Just don't let us go for a waste." A young man in gorgeous clothes in the south said coldly.
"Brother Ximen, how could I let you down? If you catch this fox beauty, you will inevitably let Brother Ximen enjoy it." Pang Jia said to the man in Chinese clothes with a smile.
The man in the Chinese clothing is named Ximen Muxiu, and he is one of the best disciples of the Tianjian Sect. As the special identity of the five masters of the Nine Sects, others respect him more.
But he had a hobby that only people who were closer to him knew. This hobby was that he liked to use all kinds of women to make furnaces and cauldrons to practice, so that his cultivation level could grow rapidly.
The people of Tianjian Sect naturally don’t know, otherwise they wouldn’t have let him stay.
"Ximen Muxiu...giggle..." A charming woman giggled in the north, swaying her waist while exposed, and threw a few charming eyes at Ximen Muxiu.
The woman who was released was named Gong Jiaoyun, and she was the deputy leader of the Changsheng Sect.
The Changsheng Sect is known to seek immortality the most. In fact, under the guise of justice, he seduces male cultivators and then makes them reach a certain level above desire, which will make the male cultivators have an illusion that they can live forever. Then,
The female cultivators of the Changsheng Sect will absorb the male cultivator's yang power to achieve their own cultivation.
Although Ximen Muxiu is still the number one figure in the Tianjian Sect and he also likes to practice dual cultivation with women, he is still very afraid of the Changsheng Sect.
Especially the woman in front of him, she is the one who eats men and doesn't spit bones.
Ximen Muxiu clenched his fists slightly and snorted reluctantly.
Gong Jiaoyun smiled even more violently, and her clothes seemed to be shaking off by her. Although she looked at Ximen Muxiu with charm, there was a hint of coldness inside.
Ximen Muxiu did not look at Gong Jiaoyun, but his whole body couldn't help but tremble.
Although there were few conversations between the four people, the pressure from the four people, together with the pressure from many people behind them, did not cause any reaction in the sedan chair.
The four people began to wonder, and everyone also had puzzled eyes.
The more unresponsive the sedan chair, the more cautious they were. Gong Jiaoyun threw a charming look at Pang Jia, and Pang Jia understood it intently. The mist in his body surged into the sky with a bang. He waved his arms towards the sedan chair, and the mist was shrill.
The sound was like endless unjust souls attacking the sedan chair.
But at this moment, a sword light fell from the sky, and the sword fell down with a dignified and righteous spirit.
"This sword light?" Yuan Dou's face changed slightly and said, "This momentum should be a fellow Taoist of the Zhengqi Sect..."
Boom - The sword light falling from the sky hit the endless fog directly. After the sword light fell to the center of the fog, it suddenly burst into tears like the sunlight that exploded.
The fog dissipated directly, and Piaomiao appeared in front of the sedan chair with a sword.
"It's you!" After seeing Pang Jia, he said with surprise in his eyes, "Piao Miao of Zhengqi Sect! You actually go to protect a fox demon!?"
Piaomiao did not answer him.
Pang Jia looked carefully and found that at this moment, there was a rumored elegance and a messy hair, and it looked like a decadent look. Pang Jia asked in confusion that, "You actually went to protect a fox."
When the demon was in the eyes, there was a look of struggle.
"Piaomiao?" Gong Jiaoyun glanced at Piaomiao and said with a confusion, "It's rumored that although Piaomiao is not handsome, he is a real man. Can't he be confused by the fox demon now? In this way, the sect leader is becoming more and more curious about this
What does the fox demon look like? Hehe..."
Gong Jiaoyun seemed to be teasing Piaomiao, and she didn't take Piaomiao seriously at all. It seemed that there was no need to pay attention to Piaomiao, after all, there were so many people here.
Piaomiao glanced at everyone around the sedan chair with complicated eyes, and said in a low voice: "No one can touch the people here."
"Uh?" Gong Jiaoyun smiled, and she walked to Piaomiao with a trembling smile and said, "Is this still Piaomiao? If you are willing to accompany your sister once, your sister can give up this siege."
Piaomiao looked at her and then to the others, and he suddenly said, "Okay!"
One word or one sentence not only made Gong Jiaoyun stunned, but everyone here stood there.
Piaomiao is not a fool. He can see the situation clearly. With his current strength, he is not enough to deal with so many people. He is not afraid of being hurt. He just can't let the woman in the sedan chair behind him suffer any damage.
.
For her, he is willing to do anything.
After Gong Jiaoyun was slightly stunned, she smiled again and said, "Okay, I believe the words of the Piaomiao sister of Zhengqi Sect."
After Gong Jiaoyun finished speaking, she really took her men back for a distance, as if giving Piaomiao a gap to escape.
Piaomiao looked at Gong Jiaoyun deeply and turned to the other three people, Yuan Dou, Pangjia and Ximen Muxiu were really depressed about Piaomiao and Gong Jiaoyun's reactions.
First, they did not expect Piaomiao to agree to Gong Jiaoyun's request, and second, they did not expect Gong Jiaoyun to really express his intention to not surround him.
After the three of them looked at each other, Ximen Muxiu said: "The two fellow Taoists understand the true meaning of this siege, so the Palace Master can give up, but we cannot give up."
Yuan Dou and Pang Jia nodded, and after they showed a look of fear in their eyes, they looked at Piaomiao at the same time.