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Hearing the two people calling the mysterious man a "beast", the identity of the mysterious man seemed to be revealed. He was a member of the righteous Fenxiang Valley.

At this moment, an incredible evil spirit was revealed.

Ling Yi stared coldly at the two people in the hall. In the darkness, there was a cold and contemptuous sneer on the corner of his mouth.

In the field, the two men discussed for a few more words, and then Sun Tu blew out the candle in the hall, and the two walked out, apparently wanting to leave.

Ling Yi took a look outside and sensed a familiar breath.

Suddenly, a strange roar came from outside the ancient temple!

Everyone in the ancient temple was shocked, and the old man and Sun Tu stopped at the same time.

The voice was shrill and angry, with a hint of panic in it, but it sounded like the roar of a wild beast rather than the cry of a human.

Ling Yi took a moment to distinguish and realized that the voice seemed to be made by the mysterious figure wrapped in the cloak just now.

At the same time, the old man and Sun Tu also heard it, their faces suddenly changed, and they took off into the air and flew out of the temple at the same time.

There was an ambush in the deep mountains and wilderness!

The moonlight was cold, and it seemed as if the eerie color was even stronger.

Outside the ancient temple, behind a hill in the distance.

A purple light suddenly bloomed in the night, rushed into the air, and then struck down.

Even from dozens of feet away, one could still sense that chilling murderous aura.

As soon as he saw it, he recognized what kind of magic weapon it was.

The two men from Fenxiang Valley came flying, but the old man's Taoism was obviously much higher than Sun Tu's. In just a short while, he pulled Sun Tu several feet away. At the same time, he had a dark red fairy sword in his hand and flew towards the shining purple light.

But before he could fly behind the hill, he heard a loud roar, filled with despair, echoing in the dark night.

The old man's face changed drastically, and he walked faster. With a whoosh, he flew over. Ling Yi followed him silently from another direction and went around the back of the hill.

A bloody smell immediately hit me in the face.

The cloak that was split in half floated down slowly from mid-air, and dark red blood splattered everywhere. The mysterious figure who revealed his true identity was indeed a fish-man with a fish head and a human body, but at this moment he was split in half from head to crotch by a knife. The body fell to the ground, but the murderer had disappeared.

The old man was filled with both shock and anger. The murderer killed someone in an instant and then disappeared. This skill was truly extraordinary.

Although he disliked these fishmen in his heart, he knew that the Valley Master had something important to discuss with these barbarians. This time, they were suddenly sniped and killed right under his nose. If they investigated the matter, it would be difficult for him to explain.

At this time, Sun Tu also rushed to the scene. He saw this bloody scene and was stunned.

The old man had an extremely grim expression on his face. He suddenly jumped up into the air with a dark red light under his feet. He looked around, but saw only darkness all around. In the vast forest, how could he find the murderer?

Suddenly, he shouted loudly: "Which expert is here? Please come out and see me. I want to ask for advice from Lv Shun of Fenxiang Valley!"

The voice spread far away, and after a while, it was faintly echoed back in the forest and mountains. Everywhere there were voices saying, "Lü Shun, please teach me... Lü Shun, please teach me..."

But other than that, there was no other sound.

Lu Shun's eyes seemed to be spitting fire. After a moment, he fell to the ground and said to Sun Tu: "Pick up the body of the clan leader and bring it back to the valley. The murderer must be nearby. I will dig three feet deep to find this person."

Sun Tu nodded quickly and said, "Uncle Master, be careful."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Shun had already jumped up and disappeared into the darkness of the forest.

Sun Tu turned around and looked at the corpse that was broken into two halves on the ground. A bloody smell hit his nose and he couldn't help but reveal a look of disgust and made a "Pah" sound.

Ling Yi walked out slowly, took a careful look at the surrounding terrain, then his eyes fell on the ancient temple he had just come out of, and immediately flew over quietly.

The night was cold and dark clouds obscured the moon.

Although it was only a short while, the interior of this ancient temple suddenly became gloomier and darker. Only the occasional moonlight peeking out from the dark clouds would illuminate some places, but darkness returned after a moment.

Ling Yi walked out slowly and stood on the open space in front of the hall, staring at the hall.

A cold wind blew, and the broken window made a strange "creaking" sound, echoing softly in the darkness.

"Young Master is really amazing. I can hide it from Lu Shun, but I can't hide it from you!"

In the darkness of the hall, faint voices suddenly rang out and floated out gently.

A figure walked out slowly, it was Jin Ping'er.

Chapter 2: Meeting Jin Ping'er Again

The dark moon of southern Xinjiang hangs alone in the western sky.

In the ancient temple deep in the mountains, the insects chirped mournfully, creating a desolate and gloomy scene.

"call!"

With a whistling sound and a flash of light, Lu Shun flew over on his sword and landed in the courtyard of the ancient temple. His eyes were shining as he carefully scanned the main hall of the ancient temple.

He had just used his sword to search the surrounding ten miles but found nothing. He did not see a single person. After thinking about it, he suddenly realized that this ancient temple was the one he had neglected.

The night wind was cold, and the abandoned hall had even lost its gate, although just a few moments ago, Lu Shun was still talking to someone inside the hall.

But at this moment, the place suddenly became gloomy and eerie, as if something was spying on him in the darkness.

A little cold sweat suddenly broke out in his palms.

The monster with a fish head and a human body who died just now was the chief of the Southern Barbarian Fishmen Tribe. He was sniped and killed when he met me this time, so I really can't escape responsibility.

He was well aware that the southern barbarians had mysterious connections with his own sect, and he was even more aware of the horror and cruelty of those barbarians.

If I don't give the barbarians an explanation this time, I'm afraid I'll suffer.

But based on his understanding of the southern barbarians, he knew that the fighting power of these fishmen was extraordinary. Although they were still inferior to cultivators like himself who had achieved high levels of cultivation, if he wanted to kill with one strike, the sniper's Taoism was probably not inferior to his own.

Lu Shun took a deep breath and suddenly said in a loud voice: "Which master are you? Please come out and talk."

"Speak... speak..." The night wind carried the tail of his words, floating gently in the middle of the ancient temple, but the hall was still silent, without any sound.

Lu Shun's face became even gloomier. He gritted his teeth, and the magic sword in his hand shone brightly. He rushed into the hall as one with the sword, and the hall suddenly became bright.

But just as his figure just disappeared into the hall, two dark shadows appeared on one side of the ruins and quickly left the hall and disappeared into the dark shadows beside it, without any sound.

For a long while, Lu Shun was heard searching around in the hall, making a lot of noise, but he finally walked out dejectedly, apparently finding nothing.

He stood on the steps, his face uncertain. After a long while, he stamped his feet and sighed, "Forget it, forget it."

He kept shaking his head as he spoke, then got up with the sword, headed south, and disappeared without a trace in a moment.

The ancient temple suddenly became quiet. The chirping of insects that had just disappeared after being frightened off by Lu Shun began to sound again. The cold moon and the fresh breeze created a desolate scene.

However, after Lu Shun disappeared for a long time, the ancient temple seemed to have lost its vitality and there was still no movement.

After a while, there was a sharp whistle in the air, and a red sword light suddenly rushed down from the high clouds, landing in the courtyard of the ancient temple at an incredible speed. After shaking a few times, Lu Shun's figure appeared.

This time he came back and went, he actually used the empty city strategy. He pretended to escape far away, but turned back from a distance and hid in the dark clouds in the sky.

Unfortunately, even so, no one appeared in the ancient temple. Lu Shun finally showed a frustrated look on his face. He sighed and was silent for a moment before he flew up on his sword again and flew south. After that, he was never seen again. It seemed that he was really gone this time.

Peace once again returned to the ancient temple, but a moment later, two black shadows swayed and two figures slowly emerged.

The first person walked slowly into the center of the courtyard. The moonlight was like water, shining coldly on it, casting a long and slender shadow on the broken bluestone slabs of the courtyard.

It was Ling Yi.

Look up and look at the moon.

The moonlight was cold, shining on his face.

Suddenly, he looked somewhat aged.

"Why, sir, do you like the moonlight in southern Xinjiang?"

Suddenly, another slender figure still hidden in the shadows behind him made a pleasant and gentle voice which reached his ears.

Ling Yi slowly withdrew his gaze, but did not turn back, nor did he answer the question of the shadowy woman.

Instead, he asked, "Why did you kill that fish man?"

The woman who was still hidden in the shadows chuckled and said, "Those fishmen not only harmed your people in the righteous way, but also my subordinates. I did this to vent my anger for you, young master."

Ling Yi's expression did not change at all, and he obviously did not believe these words at all. He said calmly: "I have heard for a long time that the 'Purple Blade' is a divine weapon of the Nine Heavens. When it was used in the hands of the young lady today, it really has unpredictable power of gods and ghosts."

The woman chuckled softly, her voice was soft and pleasant, and in this dreary night, it suddenly seemed to have added some color and became lively.

Footsteps slowly sounded, and she slowly walked out from the shadows.

It was Jin Ping'er, a member of the Hehuan Sect, a cult known as "Miao Gongzi".

Under the moonlight, she was still wearing a goose yellow dress, with her soft collar gently swaying in the night breeze. A few strands of fine hair hung down between her temples, slightly messy, but seeming to have an inexplicable alluring feeling.

Ancient temple in the deep mountains, beauty in the cold night!

At this moment, her eyes were as full of water, and there seemed to be a picture of spring between her brows, pure and beautiful. For a moment, even the night seemed to be gentle.

Ling Yi turned around and looked at her face.

When you meet a beauty like this, how can you not find an opportunity to enjoy her?

However, Ling Yi also knew that such a woman needed to be taken slowly and savored bit by bit to appreciate its taste.

Jin Ping'er still had a smile on her face as she said softly, "My lord, you have a rare treasure in your possession, and your cultivation is so strong that you can defeat the Ghost King. How can my tiny purple blade be compared to yours?"

Jin Ping'er saw everything that happened in the Heavenly Emperor's treasury.

At that time, Ling Yi defeated the Ghost King. No matter what the reason was, it shocked her greatly.

He also knew that with his current strength, he was no match for him.

Even if you want to escape, it will be difficult to escape if the other party does not agree.

She then made a bold decision.

Take the initiative to come out and meet the other party.

She has already felt that Ling Yi is different from ordinary righteous people, and seems to have special intentions towards her.

Ling Yi's expression did not change at all, and he said:

"Miss, are you heading south this time to track down these fish-men?"

Jin Ping'er nodded slightly, then her eyes flickered and she said, "But I didn't expect this matter to be related to Fenxiang Valley."

Ling Yi glanced at her and said nothing.

Jin Ping'er's sniping of the fishman was clearly intended to frame Fenxiang Valley and sow discord between the secretly colluding barbarians and Fenxiang Valley.

This woman's scheming and cruel methods are truly extraordinary.

Jin Ping'er's eyes flickered over Ling Yi's face for a few times, and suddenly she smiled and said, "Sir, you must have come south this time to track down these fishmen. I wonder what you have found?"

Ling Yi shook his head: "No."

Jin Ping'er heard his cold answer, but she was not angry. Instead, she smiled softly and said, "But now we all know that Fenxiang Valley seems to have secret dealings with these barbarian monsters. I wonder what you plan to do, young master?"

Ling Yi's eyes flickered, and he asked, "What do you think, young lady?"

Jin Ping Er smiled and said, "I was the one who asked you first."

Seeing that Ling Yi didn't speak, Jin Ping'er walked up to him, looked up at him, and said with a smile: "Sir, do you want to explore Fenxiang Valley at night?"

Ling Yi's eyes flashed, and he asked, "Why, does the young lady have this intention as well?"

Jin Ping'er smiled slightly, so charming and attractive, as if a beauty was coming towards her.

Ling Yi's mind was actually moved, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

Jin Ping'er said calmly, "Of course I am willing to go with you, but there is one thing I hope you will agree to."

"what?"

Jin Ping'er smiled and said, "My lord, as a righteous man, you will definitely not be compatible with me, a member of the Demon Sect.

Moreover, sir, you are very powerful. Even the Ghost King is not your opponent. A little girl like me is naturally no match for you.

I just hope you won't suddenly kill me when the time comes."

Ling Yi smiled: "If I want to kill you, I can do it in the Emperor's treasury, why now?

Besides, it would be a pity if a beauty like you died."

After hearing this, Jin Ping'er finally put it down.

As Ling Yi said, if he really wanted to kill himself.

There is no way to escape.