This girl is definitely a super girl in the eyes of men. It is different from the cold and gorgeous beauty in gray clothes before. She is delicate and makes men feel that she is good at getting started, but this is obviously an illusion.
"My name is Leng Qianxue. I don't know what to call this elder martial sister?"
The girl in white is very polite. She looks delicate and coquettish, but obviously she often goes through a lot of things, but her eyes have some bearing. She is already a leader.
"My name is Ling Xuan. I'm a casual person from other places. I've been bothering you a lot today."
Ling Xuan also saluted in awe, not for anything else, just because there was a sense of inexplicable connection in this person.
In fact, women, especially the super beautiful women, have similar feelings, but more complicated.
At this time, two people slightly salute, quietly polite a few words, but at the same time secretly praise each other.
In fact, there are a lot of similarities between the two people. They are both extremely beautiful and charming.
One is as pure as ice and snow, and the other is a delicate object in the world of the world.
As soon as Ling Xuan was dressed in black, her cold temperament was pure cold, which seemed to spread out naturally from the depth of bone marrow. She was like a lonely lotus on the ice, with a sense of aloofness in the cold, with a calm feeling of indifference to the changes of the situation.
And Leng Qianxue likes to wear white clothes, more like a camouflage out of the protective color.
Under the simple and pure shell, there is a variety of charming and tempting amorous feelings hidden, but only inadvertently revealed one or two.
Obviously, she also knew that she was so charming that she had to hide her amorous feelings in plain clothes.
"How did younger martial sister Leng come here?"
They were polite for a few times, left and right idle, and chatted quietly.
Leng Qianxue was a little embarrassed. She said with a smile of shame, "I came here to complete a deal for the sect. After I finished, I wanted to be alone. After hearing about the location of the four poles of ancient times, I wanted to see it, but I was lost. Walking along, I don't know how to change into this world of mortal mystery. "
"Lost here?"
Ling Xuan feels that Leng Qianxue's cultivation is not high, and it seems that he has not reached the realm of Linghe.
But this kind of cultivation has already had a relatively strong spiritual power, generally speaking, it is rare to get lost.
However, there is something strange about it. Besides, the five people who met before and after this time all have a sense of connection, which makes Ling Xuan secretly alert.
It seems that in the dark there is an unknown force that makes these women concentrate intentionally or unintentionally.
Besides, they are all first-class and first-rate beauties.
I don't know why. Ling Xuan feels a little uneasy. Of course, this kind of confused thoughts come and go quickly. With her temperament, she won't think much about these things.
She also talked with Leng Qianxue a little. She was a little bit cold, not so enthusiastic, so she soon separated and went to sleep. The suite in the two compartments also had plenty of private space.
Maybe it's the special secular atmosphere in the world of mortals. Ling Xuan falls asleep quickly.
But the vigilance of wandering in the wilderness for years has not disappeared.
Therefore, when there was a cry of surprise outside the door, Ling Xuan suddenly got up at the fastest speed, and his powerful spiritual power was also surging in his body. In an instant, he promoted his cultivation to the peak!
The night in the world of mortal mystery is very quiet. When it is about midnight, the lights are getting dim.
Like a Secular City, after the noise, most people have fallen asleep.
There were even a few barks.
In such a quiet night, the scream once sounded, will appear particularly abrupt and harsh.
First, a piercing scream, with an inexplicable sense of panic and despair, followed by a few dull dull noises?
It was like the sound of a sharp blade piercing into the body and falling to the ground, followed by a sharp female voice, accompanied by a confused and disordered sound.
Shock!
Within a moment, most of the doors of Qinglu were opened.
A famous monk's body was shining with a light light, floating in the air like colorful clouds.
When Ling Xuan walked out of the room quickly, Leng Qianxue also followed him for the first time. It can be seen that this girl has been traveling abroad for many years and has rich experience.
At this time, although it seems to be no different from ordinary times, Ling Xuan can feel that this delicate girl has been on full alert, and can burst out the power of thunder in an instant.
Along the way, Ling Xuan's face was like frost.
The uneasiness in her heart seemed to begin to play out.
Push open the door and you can see a man dressed as a bartender lying on the floor with no rest. There is a fist sized hole in his chest, which seems to be torn open by some kind of sharp blade, and runs through the front and back.
This is dead, can't die, but strangely, the dead bartender has no blood on his body, nor a drop of blood under him.And there is no spiritual power left on his body. It looks like a mortal mortal.
However, Ling Xuan knows that the bartender is not a secular person. He is a monk in the realm of spiritual spring.
When she came here an hour ago, she was led into the suite by the second.
Originally, a monk's body was nourished by spiritual power for years, and his flesh and blood were rich in aura.
The higher your accomplishments, the more Aura you have in your body.
If you reach the peak of Tianhe stage and reach the golden body of Tianhe stage, then the body will not rot after death. Just like gold and iron, it is not bad. It has always been the favorite material for evil monks to refine puppet war corpses.
It is said that in ancient times, if there was a myth falling, the body would be strong and immortal.
Even if buried, after years of nourishment, I am afraid it will be revived and reborn.
Therefore, the God war between myths or not to fight, to fight must let the other party fly ash annihilate, so that their spirits are destroyed, a little remains can not be left, otherwise it will be to their own disaster.
Although there are only spiritual springs in this shop, the spirit breath contained in the body is not weak. It will not be exhausted in a few breaths.
At this moment, however, this situation reveals incomparably strange.
Continue to walk towards the front, even with Ling Xuan's temperament at this time also feel a little surprised.
Not only the bartender, but all the servants, maids, servants and shopkeepers of this exquisite Qinglu restaurant are dead.
Even the shopkeeper's wife, the monk who had been practising Linghe in the middle period, died.
The method of death of all people is the same. There is a hole in the chest, but no drop of blood flows. All the blood seems to have solidified when it is inside the body. Dark red dirt blocks are dense in the wound, and the aura contained in the body disappears.
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