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Chapter 801: Shadow

[69 Book Bar - www.] Hold the Qingfeng Sword tightly in your hand, take every step carefully, and listen carefully to everything around you. Even if it is just a small movement, you must be alert.

As he continued to walk forward, it became darker and darker as he went inside, and the area he could see became smaller and smaller. Ji Yeche quickly stopped and blew the incense he carried with him.

The light of the fire lingered, although it was only very small, but it was enough to illuminate the road in front of me. It had only been a few days, and the place was already covered with dense spider webs. It seemed that no one had been here for a long time.

I remember that so much happened here. It was here that Ji Yeche met Hu Xiaoxian. He thought she was dead when Xuanwu Lingzhuang collapsed, but he didn't expect that she was still alive, miraculously alive.

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While Ji Yeche was still reminiscing about the memories of the past, suddenly a dark figure flashed past quickly. The figure was extremely fast, and it also carried a charming fragrance.

The figure flew over so quickly, bringing with it a gust of cold wind. The wind was somewhat biting, and blew out the incense stick in Ji Yeche's hand. His eyes became pitch black again, and nothing could be seen.

Not sure who the person was, whether he was an enemy or a friend? Ji Yeche quickly took out the Qingfeng Sword in his hand from its scabbard and stabbed towards the black figure.

The black figure dodged very quickly, and then immediately whipped out a fiery red whip and whipped it at Ji Yeche's body.

Ji Yeche quickly bent down to dodge and dodged easily.

Although it was pitch dark here and he couldn't see anything, he guessed that the person just now was a woman, and she was a woman who used a whip. It's just that her whipping skills didn't seem powerful enough, otherwise she could have taken advantage of him just now.

, directly taking his life.

Who is this woman? Why is she here? Is she the one who once came to steal the earth spirit beads from the ninth floor mausoleum of Xuanwu Lingzhuang? Does she want to find other spirits this time?

Pearl?

Without time to think too much, Ji Yeche frowned and swung his sword several times quickly, leaving the man with no chance to block. Then he struck straight at Huanglong with a move, stabbing straight at the black figure.

However, how could the shadowed woman be willing to be stabbed? She held the fiery red whip in her hand tightly and whipped it wildly. It was like a circular barrier in front of her, making it impossible for anyone to get closer.

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No matter who this person is, he must defeat her now, and maybe he can find out the whereabouts of the Earth Spirit Pearl. So Ji Yeche quickly pulled out several sharp sword flowers. The sharpness of the Qingfeng Sword is unmatched by ordinary swords.

In just three or two blows, the fiery red whip in the man's hand was chopped into several pieces.

Without the slightest hesitation, even though it was too dark here to see anything, Ji Yeche could listen and argue. He smiled confidently and quickly stabbed the black figure with his sword.

Just when the sword was less than one centimeter away from the black figure's neck, he stopped the sword and said, "Listen, don't move anymore, otherwise you will die. Tell me now, who are you? Why?

Come here! What is your purpose?"

This voice is so familiar. Isn't this her senior brother? Could it be that he is the bad guy she thought?

"Brother, it's me, Xiaodie." Unfortunately, it's too dark here, and I can't prove who I am. I can only tell the difference through the sound.

"Xiaodie? Is it really you?" Ji Yeche didn't take the sword back immediately. After what he had experienced, how could he still be so innocent and let her go just because of a sweet sentence?

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"It's me, it's really me." Mu Xiaodie didn't dare to move at this time, because she knew that the sharp Qingfeng Sword was directly pressed against the front of her neck, and if she moved even a little bit, blood would splatter

On the spot, she didn't want to die so unjustly.


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