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    I don¡¯t know why, but the moonlight tonight always feels very cold. Maybe it¡¯s due to the spring, which makes the temperature difference between day and night very large, so it¡¯s a bit cold?  Naturally, it is impossible for Wu Xie to have such emotion. Even Xiao Yan, who can make countless men burst into blood, can be killed calmly. I really can't think of anything else that can touch his heart.  He wiped the blood on his face, no longer letting the sticky liquid bother him. Without even looking at the cold body beside him, he dug out the formation flag with a big knife and destroyed the formation eye.  After a while, the Jueling Formation no longer rejected any spiritual power. Countless spiritual energy rushed into the open space. Wuxie absorbed some and restored some spiritual power. He then opened the storage bag and put away Xiao Yan's body.  ¡°Most of his plan has been completed so far, and he still can¡¯t see how he should obtain benefits, but he is who he is, and he naturally has abilities that ordinary people can¡¯t detect.  The Hehuan Sect should now be at the end of the massacre, and it¡¯s time to collect the spoils. Wu Xie doesn¡¯t have the ability to compete for more resources, but it doesn¡¯t mean that he can¡¯t get benefits that some people don¡¯t know about.  For example, where did Xiao Yan get the ghost flower He has always been very interested in this. He didn't ask Xiao Yan before because he knew that he wouldn't tell her if he asked her. She was too conceited.  Love, always thought that Wuxie would not kill her.  But just because she didn¡¯t say it doesn¡¯t mean that Wu Xie didn¡¯t know.  To be honest, when Wu Xie was in the Hehuan Sect, he liked to see the lake in front of Xiaoyan Tower. Well, I haven¡¯t been there for a long time. I wonder what the scenery looks like now?  It must be much uglier than before, probably blood red.  Wu Xie took out a small teleportation stone platform and headed towards the Hehuan Sect.  The next moment, he appeared dozens of miles away, so he took out another stone platform.  After going around and around for no less than nine times, we finally arrived at the Hehuan Sect.  At this time, there were a lot less shouts in the sky. Only one or two hundred Hehuan Sect disciples were resisting in the far distance. There were mutilated corpses everywhere on the ground, and blood was flowing all over the ground. Countless blood streams were flowing along the low ground.  It flows everywhere, forming several blood streams, and forming a blood river at a lower level. If you want to use two words to describe it, it can only be bloody.  The joint offensive of the three forces was unstoppable and broke through the last line of defense of the Hehuan Sect with overwhelming force. The remaining one or two hundred disciples were bombarded with powerful magic weapons and opened several gaps, leaving them without the slightest resistance.  The massacre continues.  But these are not what Wuxie wants to pay attention to, he just slowly flies towards Xiao Yan's residence.  Many disciples recognized him. He used to be too dazzling, but now he seems to be much more ordinary than before. After thinking for a long time, he realized that it was not that he had become ordinary, but that they had become stronger.  But even if they became stronger, the boy still seemed to ignore them and didn't even look at them.  ¡­ The surface of the lake sparkled under a crescent moon. The water waves that should have been sparkling with silver light were now dim and turbid due to too much blood. Broken limbs were floating on the water, making people sick.  The rockery behind him was not affected at all. Half of it was jagged with strange rocks, and the other half was pretending to be a waterfall with the help of a water wheel. However, the waterfall was blood-colored.  And the two-story building without its owner seemed a little lonely in the dark, and could only remain silent.  Wuxie doesn¡¯t have any thoughts about these, but he once did.  He once thought about why a beauty-loving person like Xiao Yan would choose this place as his residence. The environment here could only be regarded as quite satisfactory within the Hehuan Sect, not ordinary, not amazing, and inconsistent with Xiao Yan's nature.  The environment here can only be said to be the lowest of mediocrity. It is far from the romance of the peach blossom forest, the ethereal beauty of the waterfall and the pond, and the fragrance of the flowers.  Here are just some people who want to make elegant rockeries, waterwheels, and pavilions.  What made Xiao Yan give up a better environment?  According to Wuxie¡¯s understanding of her, there is only profit.  And these interests are definitely not on land, then they are in this lake.  Wuxie looked at the lake calmly and jumped into the lake without thinking.  The lake water is like the cold moonlight, very cold, but not as clear as a jade plate. It is bright red and turbid, and nothing can be seen.  But for monks with spiritual consciousness, these are not even obstacles.  He quickly went downstream. The lake water below was quite clear, but looking down from the top, all he could see was the bottom of the pool. It was huge and black like an abyss, making people afraid to be curious about the bottom, for fear that there might be dirty things like water ghosts.  Dirt comes out.  But there were no water ghosts, but there were a lot of corpses.  Each of their faces were as pale as snow, and their skin was extremely bloated.?The hair is like waterweed, long and plentiful, scattered everywhere.  "I don't know how many years ago these corpses were dead. There were babies and women. Their eyes were only black holes, and their eyes seemed to be all on themselves. A cold air rushed to Wuxie's back, and his scalp was numb.  As a thousand-year-old monster who has killed countless people, he naturally has no fear, but he is used to seeing bloody fresh corpses, and these things are somewhat objectionable.  He continued to dive deep, pushing aside the corpses, and saw a hole with very obvious traces of axe-cutting, more like a tunnel, running parallel and deep.  Wuxie entered the corridor and walked straight for a while to the end of the corridor. At the end there was an upward corridor, which was also deep and dark.  Without hesitation, Wuxie flew upwards. After almost a few tens of meters, he broke away from the water and flew upwards, entering a circular cave. This cave was about the size of a room, and was surrounded by walls that blocked out the exploration of spiritual consciousness.  The formation has not been discovered by others for so many years, and it has contributed a lot to it.  Wu Xie casually cast a fire, lighting up the entire cave.  There are no tables and chairs in the cave, only a stone platform. On the stone platform is a skeleton that has been dead for an unknown number of years. The bones have turned black to the point of coal. I think it is the ghost flower left by this person.  Wuxie had made a guess when he came here. The reason why Xiao Yan was able to obtain ghost flowers and there were so many of them was probably the legacy left by his predecessors, so he was not surprised at this time.  After glancing around for a moment, Wuxie suddenly let out a startled cry and his eyes fell on a small piece of soil next to the skeleton.  That small piece of soil was only the size of a table, very small, but ten ghost flower plants were planted on it, and there were hundreds of ghost flower seeds next to the soil.  The conditions for the growth of this ghost flower are extremely harsh. It must sprout in a place with very strong spiritual energy, and then it will bloom and bear fruit only when it is planted in a person's Dantian.  But the spiritual energy in this cave is very thin, several levels worse than the outside world.  But why can these ghost flowers sprout?  Wuxie walked to the soil, picked up a small piece of black soil and observed it slowly. His face gradually became serious, and finally his eyes showed a hint of joy.  (Today¡¯s second update will be later, mainly because I was too impulsive yesterday and fulfilled the book friend¡¯s wish.)
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