Chapter 38

"Help me? Who's going to kill me? "

Yi Xiaofeng was stunned at first, and then asked.

He was pleasantly surprised.

Bai Hongxiao didn't take revenge!

That's right.

Chunyang Dan was originally Wang Yanran's family. He didn't cheat Bai Hongxiao.

"You have pure Yang spiritual power, which is suitable for feeding colorful glazed trees." The coir raincoat man replied.

Feeding colorful glazed trees?

Yi Xiaofeng frowned.

The audience also began to have a heated discussion.

"It seems that the colorful glazed tree is strange!"

"Who the hell is this man? The Dao Qi just now is so powerful. It's not at the same level as those people in black. "

"Yes, most of those friars in the Qi refining realm are similar to those in the martial arts drama. The coir raincoat man has the powerful style of sword saint and Wei Qixin!"

"Someone next door touched the black hole where the colorful glazed tree is located, which is located in the back mountain. He was killed before he went in."

"The players of evil and evil have begun to act. Zhuo night castle is going to set off a bloody storm."

……

Yi Xiaofeng was caught by the coir raincoat man and shuttled over the eaves.

Taking this opportunity, he took a look at the scenery of Zhuo night castle.

From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, buildings are surrounded by ups and downs. Under the dark clouds, there is a depressing beauty.

Soon.

They landed in a courtyard.

After the coir raincoat man let go, Yi Xiaofeng almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and stabilized in time, otherwise he would be embarrassed.

Yi Xiaofeng glanced at the courtyard. Many fallen leaves were scattered on the ground, the walls were full of cracks, and the branches were hung on it. No one took care of it for a long time.

His eyes suddenly stopped.

A red light flickered in a crack in the wall.

Chance!

Yi Xiaofeng quickly took back his eyes, looked at the coir raincoat man and asked, "what do you need me to do next?"

The coir raincoat man leaned against the millstone and slowly said, "don't pretend, you've recognized me."

Yi Xiaofeng was immediately embarrassed.

"Cough, at the beginning..." Yi Xiaofeng explained hard.

"It doesn't matter. Wang Yanran hasn't done evil. She has evil blood and it's not up to her to decide. Although I hate evil cultivation, I haven't been insensitive and indiscriminately killing innocent people." The coir raincoat man said calmly, and his voice was still hoarse.

The audience burst when they heard it.

That

Sword Saint Bai Hongxiao!

The sword saint is here!

"Thank you for your understanding. Miss Wang saved me. I can't help saving her." Yi Xiaofeng said with a fist.

The coir raincoat man shook his head and said, "have you heard of the curse in zhuoye castle?"

Yi Xiaofeng nodded and analyzed: "it should be a cover up to scare people. It may be some kind of poison."

"No, it's a curse."

Yi Xiaofeng was stunned.

Is there a curse?

The man in coir raincoat raised his right hand and showed his palm. He saw that his palm was black, but not as black as Zeng tree.

Yi Xiaofeng frowned and asked, "when were you cursed?"

Coir raincoat humanitarian: "last night, when the castle master of zhuoye Castle died, I was distracted by this curse, so I let the murderer kill the castle master smoothly."

"It's convenient for you to disclose why you're here?"

"Two hundred years ago, the leader of zhuoye Castle invited me to be a guest when he founded the castle. I think the colorful glazed tree is not sacred. It needs people's blood essence to feed and even devour the soul. I once advised the castle leader to give up, but he didn't listen. Over the years, zhuoye castle has done a lot of good things and had a good reputation in the Northern Wei Dynasty, so I ignored it. Until recently, I received a secret letter from the Heavenly Sword sect, Zhuoye castle has committed many evils. Let me investigate. After all, I trusted the master of zhuoye castle and said a few good words to friars all over the world. I have an unshirkable responsibility. "

"What did you find?"

"The ground under your feet is made of the bones of the people of zhuoye castle for 200 years."

"Huh?"

Yi Xiaofeng looked down subconsciously.

Mori's white bones could not be seen on the ground.

The man in coir raincoat stamped his feet slightly, and the ground split in an instant. He was so frightened that Yi Xiaofeng quickly dodged.

"What a terrible psychic power... Is this guy brother Yuanying?"

Yi Xiaofeng was secretly frightened.

Just a stomp can crack the ground!

He held back his horror and looked down. There were broken white bones in the strata on both sides of the crack, which was shocking.

Boom——

A lightning suddenly fell and lit up Zhuo night castle.

Yi Xiaofeng was frightened, and so were the audience.

"Sleeping trough! The emperor is as urgent as a law! "

"So many bones... My God..."

"This Zhuo night castle is a devil's Cave..."

"No wonder, the main task of the decent players next door is not to find the real murderer or protect Shan Tiange, but to investigate the truth and avenge the dead."

"Think carefully and fear. Shan Tiange asked the monks to investigate everywhere. Do you want to take the opportunity to create panic and steal the bell?"

"It's all right. Brother Yi has held the sword saint's thigh. There will be no accident."

……

Yi Xiaofeng took a deep breath and asked, "then why don't you do it directly? With your cultivation, step on Zhuo night castle? "

He Qiqiang, the sword saint, can suppress daganzhou evil without pulling out his sword!

Is it the power of the plot?

The coir raincoat man said calmly, "zhuoye castle has something to do with the royal family of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and I owe a favor to the royal family of the Northern Wei Dynasty. It's not good to step on zhuoye Castle directly as a sword saint. Besides, I'm cursed and can't use too much spiritual power."

Yi Xiaofeng frowned.

What's the reason?

"In addition, there is a Yuanying old devil in zhuoye castle, which is closed. I want to solve the up and down of zhuoye castle first, and then fight the old devil recklessly. Come and help me!" The coir raincoat man stared at Yi Xiaofeng and said seriously.

Yi Xiaofeng is in a trance.

He is an evil player and wants to do things for heaven?

What an irony!

Yi Xiaofeng was not stupid either. He hesitated and said, "with my strength..."

The man in coir raincoat raised his left hand, the ring on his middle finger suddenly lit up, and three old blue books appeared in his hand.

Lethal plum blossom sword!

Immortal killing sword!

Match sword!

"Choose one and I'll teach you. It's no problem to deal with some minions with your pure Yang power." The coir raincoat man said indifferently.

The audience blew up!

Is that ok?

"I'll go. I won't accept it!"

"Bai Hongxiao has a crush on Yi Xiaofeng?"

"Nonsense, you forget that they communicated when they were in the city master's house. The sword Saint appreciated Yi Xiaofeng very much at that time!"

"You must choose the immortal killing sword method. It's very powerful according to the name."

"I choose lethal plum blossom sword!"

……

The program group also switched Yi Xiaofeng's live screen to the main screen.

Yi Xiaofeng's heart beats like a drum.

He stared at the three secret scripts held by the coir raincoat man, and the information of the three secret scripts appeared in front of him:

Lethal plum blossom sword: the sword technique created by the sword master when he built the base. After mastering it, he can build the base vertically and horizontally.

Immortal killing sword technique: the sword technique created by the sword saint when he was 13 years old. He thinks about killing immortals and killing gods all day. After mastering it, he can traverse the Qi refining realm.

Match sword technique: the mysterious sword technique contains great power. It was obtained when the sword Saint broke into an ancient secret territory when he was in the golden elixir territory. Because he didn't know the name of the sword technique, the sword Saint looked at the fire in front of him and thought of an idea to give this name.

……

Yi Xiaofeng was speechless.

The immortal killing sword method of cattle force roaring was actually created by a 13-year-old child. It's really a second grade.

The coir raincoat man opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice, "choose one."

This son must choose the immortal killing sword method.

If so, I don't have to consider accepting him as an apprentice.