The slender and clean finger took a snow-white handkerchief and rubbed it carefully along the sharp blade. When it slowly slid down, it stopped at the bottom of the sword body. The frost thin sword surface reflected the cold light and reflected the two words carved on it.

Soul mourning.

It's the name of the sword.

The blade of the sword was silver white, but the handle was blood red. The elegant and sharp words were engraved on it. There was a faint evil spirit in the sun, as if the blade had drunk thousands of people's blood and cut thousands of people's bones. It was an ominous sign.

The reflected blood red light was projected into the dyed white blood pupils and annihilated in them.

After careful wiping, dyed Bai received her handkerchief and turned it down directly from the peach tree. Her thin lip hooked smile was a bit arrogant.

"Go." she looked into the distance with great interest, hunting in red, holding a sword in one hand, lonely and evil: "go down the mountain to play."

"Tweet, tweet!"

Only when you go down the mountain can you meet more babies. The treasure hunt mouse bows with both hands and nods hard to the extreme.

Before she left, the girl only took a life sword. She walked down the mountain step by step. She looked lazy and arrogant. Behind her was the peach forest and the ancient charm of the wooden house. The distant place was the light ink green mountain. The afterglow of dusk set against the girl's back. She saw a sword in red, breaking the road paved by the light, facing the wind and facing the direction of the light.

Next to her, a light gray dot followed her not far or near, and gradually turned into a little ink in her sight.

At the foot of the mountain, the world is prosperous and peaceful.

Ran Bai entered Xuancheng, walked slowly through the noisy and prosperous street, picked up a bottle of wine from the street shop and walked forward, with floating clothes and wind.

She threw the silver back on the stall, crossed a line in the air, and made a clear sound when it fell.

She found an inn, went in front of the shopkeeper, threw down a handful of silver and said, "stay."

"OK." the shopkeeper looked at the silver, and his eyes lit up, "a top-grade room with a sky brand -"

There are many tables and chairs on the first floor of the inn, and many people eat here.

There are about seven or eight people at one table, all dressed in white clothes and holding a silver sword. It seems that they are young and there is only one old man. At first glance, they are the elders of these people. They are all immortal and have profound cultivation.

Dyed white inertia observed the next four weeks without leaving a trace, and then walked upstairs with the key given by the shopkeeper.

"Li Li, what are you looking at?"

The male voice falling in my ears is gentle.

Kou Li returned to his mind, subconsciously took back his eyes that fell on the girl in red, clenched his fingers on his side, and still smiled childishly, "nothing."

The male disciple nodded without saying anything.

But Kou Lili was a little absent-minded. He couldn't help looking up again. He could just see the figure turning around on the second floor stairs. He was holding a sword in one hand. He was noble and arrogant.

Then disappear from sight.

Kou Li pursed his lips.

I just feel that the person who accidentally bumped into the line of sight looks like

She stopped thinking and didn't want to think of the man's name.

The man was abandoned and his sword pierced his heart. There was no room for survival.

The man just now is just a little similar, but his temperament is particularly different.

Kou Li lost his smile. He just thought too much.

Shangxian coughed low, stretched his face and looked very serious: "this time down the mountain is not only for your experience, but also for Xuancheng to catch demons. As a disciple of Xuanqing sect, you need to be careful and act carefully. You should not provoke trouble, cause trouble and discredit Xuanqing sect for nothing."

The disciples answered.

The immortal's face softened a little, and then said, "this time, it's mainly because there are fox demons in Xuancheng to make trouble and absorb other people's energy and spiritual knowledge, you..."

Kou Li tilted her mouth and didn't listen very carefully. She closed her eyes and felt the thick spiritual power of herself after successfully changing Dan. The corners of her lips rose imperceptibly.

"Don't talk about going to the immortal. I've said it before going down the mountain. I can recite it several times." Kou Lili muttered and smiled and said, "why don't you tell us something strange about Liaozhai."

The immortal's words were interrupted. He had no choice but to look at the ancient and strange girl. He had long been used to Kou Lili's temperament. In addition, he did say this several times, so after a little meditation, he said, "then I'll tell you some stories about the fox clan in the demon."



It's night,

In the inn, the voices of the people who are no longer in the daytime become very quiet.

The room was dark with the lights out.

Dyed white lay lazily on the bed, fell a shadow with long eyelashes, and put the soul war on the table next to her.

A faint fragrance lingered quietly in the room. If there was no fragrance, it was very attractive. It gradually approached the direction of the girl, and the faint fragrance of floating people became more and more rich in the dark.

In an instant——

The sleeping girl suddenly opened her eyes. The blood red pupils were the symbol of the demon family, as if they sealed the abyss.

With a clang of soul war, the scabbard came out in an instant!

The blood sword was cut off in the air.

There was a scream in the empty room.

Then,

The prototype of a fox was exposed to the air and little blood spilled out.

The fox looked at ran Bai with resentment and panic, rushed out of the door and ran away.

"The fox demon made a mischief and came here?" ran Bai stood in the dark, with an unidentified look and a smile: "he's not timid."

She turned over the window with a sword, landed directly and cleanly, and chased after the evil spirit left in the air.

Xuancheng was silent at night. There was no one above the street. It was dark in the distance, like a dormant beast.

A touch of red swayed through the night, too fast to capture.

final,

Dyed white stopped in front of a house.

The building of the house is extremely luxurious, with the smell of rich families everywhere.

And ran Bai followed the evil spirit all the way.

It's getting stronger in this place.

The girl in red narrowed her eyes. The radian provoked by her thin lips seemed evil and cold. She took a step forward and waved her long sword.

The originally tight vermilion house door opened!

A cold wind blew up and messed up the girl's hair and clothes.

Dyed white went straight in.

There was a lot of noise in the house.

Drink and drink, get drunk.

Bursts of laughter fell like demons, sticky as if with bewitchment, luring my guest to step in.

At a glance,

Countless men and women, pushing cups for lamps,

Decadent and debauchery.

"Girl, have a drink."

The wind brings bursts of fragrance. The soft and gentle voice seems to be far away and close at hand. It mistily falls on ranbai's ear.

Closer and closer.

"Girl..."

Calling.

The tip of dyed white eyebrows is cold, and there is an uncontrollable hostility.

She suddenly smiled, could not say the presumptuous meaning, only lightly spit out a word.

"It's not too late to say that when the yellow spring comes."