Gu Wenlian was stunned for a moment, then her face turned gloomy: "Bitch, why are you laughing?" Apart from Gu Qingxi's identity, her beautiful appearance was also the thing that Gu Wenlian hated the most.
Seeing Gu Qingxi's smile, Gu Wenlian felt a little uneasy. But she felt that she was thinking too much. Gu Qingxi, a loser, was restrained by herself. What would happen even if she broke free? With her cultivation, she would kill the body
It was easy for the weak Gu Qingxi.
Gu Qingxi did not answer Gu Wenlian's words, but suddenly stood up and pressed her thumb on Gu Wenlian's forehead with lightning speed: "Soul Bound!"
When Gu Qingxi retracted her hand, a bright red color appeared on Gu Wenlian's forehead. It was Gu Qingxi's blood. She had cut her thumb hard with her nail just now.
Gu Wenlian was stunned for a moment, then became horrified because she found that she couldn't move.
"You bitch, what did you do?" Gu Wenlian didn't understand. She had obviously used magic to restrain Gu Qingxi. Why did Gu Qingxi break free and restrain her instead? She was shocked and a little scared.
, roared with anger and anger, "Gu Qingxi, let me go quickly, or I will make your life worse than death!"
"What kind of magic is this? Using blood as a matchmaker, the magic mantra?" The old voice shouted excitedly, "How can you know the magic mantra? Are you a demon cultivator? No, you should not be a demon cultivator. But how can you do it?
The mantra of magic?"
Gu Qingxi ignored Gu Wenlian's roar and the excited inquiry. Instead, with a cold face and sharp eyes, she snatched the dagger from Gu Wenlian's hand, inserted it into Gu Wenlian's head without hesitation, and shot her head directly.
Gu Wenlian's eyes widened, blood flowed from her forehead, and she fell silently. She didn't understand what happened until her death, she just fell back with her eyes widened, refusing to rest in peace.
There was dead silence in the room for a moment.
"Ya, girl, you just, just now..." After a while, the old voice spoke again, but the voice was not so crisp.
What just happened?
what happened?
The person who showed off his power just now is dead?
He died like that? He died too quickly, right?
He didn't even have time to say a harsh word before he died.
Is he really old? He can't understand young people anymore.
Are all young people like this, ruthless and not very talkative?
"Who are you? Why are you in my bracelet?" Gu Qingxi squatted down to look at Gu Wenlian's body, and then she had time to ask who that old voice was.
"I? I am the first person in the demonic path, the ancestor of the demonic path! Known as the ancestor of all spirits. I think back then, I was truly respected by thousands of people, and I stood at the pinnacle of the world, but later I fell and has been sleeping. But just now, the space
Twisted, I was awakened, and then I was in your bracelet. You must have heard of my name, after all, my name is so thunderous. Little girl, you and I are destined..." There was a trace in the old voice.
He was about to continue talking but was interrupted by Gu Qingxi's movements.
Gu Qingxi stabbed Gu Wenlian's heart again. The action was fast and cruel, without any delay.
The voice of Ancestor Wanling stopped abruptly.
"Continue." Gu Qingxi's voice was calm. In the apocalypse, it is basic common sense to follow up after a kill. However, this brutal pattern obviously shocked the ancestor of Wanling, the number one person in the demonic way.
"You and I are destined. You woke me up, and I saved you just now, right? There's a way to repay a favor, right? I don't ask for much, I just need you..." Wanling Patriarch spoke carefully, but finally said it
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted again by Gu Qingxi.
"In the world of cultivation, is it safer to apply another knife to the Dantian?" Gu Qingxi looked at Gu Wenlian's body and said with a frown. Before Wanling Patriarch could answer, he stabbed Gu Wenlian with another knife in his hand, accurately and fiercely.
The lower abdomen position, and then stirred inside.
Ancestor Wanling: "..."
Why do I still feel a little cold even though I’m out of shape?
Who is the demon cultivator?
"What do you just need from me?" Gu Qingxi wiped the blood from the dagger on Gu Wenlian's clothes and asked lightly.
Ancestor Wanling: "..."
Gu Qingxi stood up and looked around, frowned, and sat in front of the table. Then he took out a talisman pen and a stack of talisman papers from the storage bracelet.
"Escape quickly, let's escape quickly." There was a hint of urgency in the tone of the ancestor of Wanling.
"Escape? Why are you running away?" Gu Qingxi was already writing with flying speed, and several black runes appeared on the runes, giving a faint sense of chill. She took the time to reply to the ancestor of Wanling.
"Although you used the mantra to restrain that person just now, the advantage was that you were unexpected. You are only at the first level of Qi refining. It is not easy for someone with two spiritual roots like water and fire to be able to draw Qi into your body.
With such a level of cultivation, one can sneak attack to the third level of Qi Refining. Although the elder was injured and fell down, he still has a foundation-building level of cultivation. Don’t think too hard, he won’t stand around waiting for you to smear blood on his head.”
Ancestor Wanling's tone was a little anxious.
"Did you say a lot before you died?" Gu Qingxi was already drawing the talismans, one after another, and said this sentence seemingly mindlessly while drawing. Looking at the talismans under the pen, the spiritual power in the body was running.
Unprecedented smoothness. This has never been the case before. This world seems to be more suitable for her!
"Ah? Really?" Ancestor Wan Ling answered doubtfully, not understanding what Gu Qingxi meant by this.
"Gu Wenlian also said a lot before she died." Gu Qingxi was still writing the drawing of a wandering dragon, with a heart-wrenching arc at the corner of her mouth.
"What, what do you mean?" Patriarch Wanling regretted his words after asking this question. He intuitively felt that what Gu Qingxi was going to say next was definitely not a good thing.
"Villains die from talking too much." Gu Qingxi finally stopped writing, stood up straight, and posted all the talismans everywhere in the house.
Ancestor Wanling:...
Gu Qingxi had put up more than a hundred talismans throughout the room. The black runes seemed to form some kind of formation, and the feeling of chilling became more and more obvious, and the feeling of pressure made people feel palpitating.
"Are you a talisman master? What kind of talisman is this? Five ghosts and evil talismans?" Ancestor Wan Ling asked in astonishment, and then immediately denied his guess, "No, no, this feels more powerful."
Who is this girl?
Gu Qingxi did not answer the question of Ancestor Wan Ling, but put the last charm on, and then dragged Gu Wenlian's body aside. Ancestor Wan Ling was wondering what the ruthless and talkative Gu Qingxi was doing.
When he was thinking deeply, he saw Gu Qingxi squatting down and taking out the storage bag and all valuable things from Gu Wenlian, including a jade pendant around his waist.
"You're really poor." Gu Qingxi sneered with dissatisfaction, "You're the eldest lady of the Gu family, and I only have these spiritual stones in my storage bag."