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Chapter three hundred and seventy fourth old minister

Xiaoyu adjusted the breathing in her body and barely got stuck from the spot.

After she carefully observed where she and Magnolia were, she finally got a useful information.

"It turns out that this Foyin can only attack the places where the sun shines... No wonder I have been suffering just now. You little girl hide your own personalities. I really haven't learned anything well since I was a child." Xiaoyu was not polite to the words of the Bai family, and also lost the respect she had made before.

Moreover, her tone was no longer as cute as before, completely like the voice of a middle-aged woman in her thirties and forties.

There was no trace of surprise on Magnolia's face and said, "Working with a young and beautiful sunny girl, I didn't expect that you would be so revenge?"

"you!"

After angrily, Xiaoyu couldn't help but take a step forward, but remembered the Buddha seal hanging in the sky, and finally withdrew her feet.

Her slightly raised chest slumped, and it seemed that Magnolia's words really touched the pain in her heart.

"You want to deal with the Qiao family without any ability. It seems that you really don't know why Qiao Jingrou's name came... With this golden-font Buddha seal array, the foot of Baidi Mountain is probably already their territory."

It turned out that the other party didn't take her seriously at all.

After hearing the hidden meaning of the magnolia sentence, Xiaoyu gritted her teeth and said, "What a saint of calligraphy, he dared not take me seriously."

"I can even take care of your ghost corpses with one hand, let alone the figure of Shu Sheng. I'm really curious. Did those guys in the White Lotus Sect not keep your IQ at their original age when they were cultivating you?" Bai Yulan watched coldly and said sarcastically: "Actually, it's not difficult to imagine that you are failed products after all, and it's normal for some flaws to be a little bit."

"Enough!"

Xiaoyu stared at Bai Yulan and fisted with both hands. Even with the order from the head master, she could no longer suppress the anger in her heart at this moment.

"Don't you think that if you have the order from the Lord, I can't move your Bai family. If you have this formation, it's reasonable to push your death on the Qiao family!"

The white magnolia's eyes turned, and the long sword she carried was slightly unsheathed half an inch. Just when she thought she had successfully provoked and caused the other party to take action first, a quick figure accompanied by the sword energy suddenly rushed into the woods where the two were talking.

The sudden appearance of the sword energy made Xiaoyu not have time to defend behind him. She was attacked by the visitor for a while, and a bright red blood mark was brought out from her back.

Xiaoyu's back stinged, and her whole body was hit by the sword energy under the trees on the other side.

She trembled all over and turned her head unwillingly behind her.

At this time, I only saw the Qiao family servant who had just raised his sword walking towards her step by step, with heavy and powerful footsteps.

Xiaoyu subconsciously grabbed the jade flute, but the jade flute had long been lost in the distance and half of it was buried in the wet soil.

The sword blade roared through the air, and the jade flute was shattered by a sword, turning into shiny dust and dissipating in the air.

"You... dare to ruin my flute!"

Xiaoyu's eyes widened, and the eyeballs in her pupils were covered with blood, which turned into a dazzling blood-red after a few breaths.

And her entire aura continued to rise after this subtle change.

Magnolia, who is well versed in the style of the Demonic Cult, reminded: "Jiao family, leave quickly, she will lose her humanity after being demonized, which is extremely difficult to deal with and will not listen to others' words."

Liu Ruohuan naturally saw that something was wrong, but before he could take the next step, he suddenly saw Xiaoyu's body becoming stiff and his whole life faded quickly on his face.

A sound of the pulsating beating of the heart appeared in the ears, so clear and bright.

At this moment, Liu Ruohuan could even feel her life and death.

He barely turned his body, and an extremely subtle black light flashed through in an instant, and countless sounds of penetration sounds were heard behind him.

Xiaoyu's body fell down in response to the sound, and all kinds of noises in the forest disappeared. The scene instantly became quiet and there was no sound at all.

The originally tricky evildoer of the Demon Cult suddenly died, which made the white magnolia, who was originally viewed on the wall, raise her eyebrows and look slightly stern.

Liu Ruohuan, who was almost the same way of death as Xiaoyu, also held her breath and did not dare to breathe.

At this moment, there is another person in the calm woods on the surface, and her moves are extremely powerful. After piercing through the carefully matched body of the White Lotus Sect, it can penetrate a series of trees, which is enough to prove that in the dark, the person is an unimaginable master.

"The young master has indeed grown a lot compared to the previous one."

This sentence almost made her identity come out.

Liu Ruohuan's heart gradually became clear. Except for the Japanese woman, almost no one would speak to him in such a tone.

"Is Sakurai Yuki?"

The graceful and graceful figure that appeared from the forest was graceful and colorful. The moment she revealed her figure, she knelt on the ground and performed a kneeling ceremony to Liu Ruohuan.

"It is a sinner who will not see you for a month. The young master will be in good health."

She did not show her face, but the clothes she wore this time had the ethnic characteristics of Japanese people. Her jade body was shrouded under the red and white witch dress, and her head was filled with prosperous headbands and gold jewelry.

"What are you doing when you kneel on the ground?"

Although Liu Ruohuan had a vague guess in her heart, she still had a hint of expectation.

"The criminal's crime breaks his previous promise and kills the young master, and he is guilty of..."

Liu Ruohuan said oh, interrupting her, "Is it because of some unspeakable hidden secrets that I was forced to do this?"

Sakurai Yuki's voice stopped abruptly. When she raised her head again, her beautiful face was a little surprised.

The mottled tree shadows swept across her body, which was as white as snow, showing a different beauty.

With red lips and pink faces, people are as light as chrysanthemums, I'm afraid they are talking about such a woman.

When he first met Sakurai Yuki, Liu Ruohuan thought she was a romantic woman from where she was. Her lazy and confused look was still fresh in his memory.

So every time he saw her again, he could see a hint of laziness in his eyes.

But now, he can no longer see this expression buried in his eyes.

"Yes, the young master is wise."

Sakurai Yuyu didn't say much. She just stood up calmly, raised her slender white wrist slightly, and seemed to be gathering some wonderful power in her hands.

"The Yin-Yang Techniques of the Japanese?"

Since he came here, Liu Ruohuan has widely included knowledge of this world, but even so, the power displayed by Sakurai Yuki is not the sword art he has seen.

What emanates from his hands is a very unique way of driving power. According to the records in the books in the Demon Sect, this may be the unique skill and Yin-Yang technique of the Japanese Onmyoji.
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