C223 (2/2)

Soul Refining said with an expressionless face. He raised his large blade. Under the shine of the lightning, the blade looked extremely terrifying, so eerie that it caused one to shudder. His eyes turned cold and he chopped down without any hesitation.

”Be careful!”

At that moment, a black shadow rushed down from the depths of the clouds, grabbed the refined soul's shoulder and whirled it in the air a few times, then suddenly smashed him down.

By the time Ning Yan and the rest had reacted, the Soul Refining ended up lying on the ground unconscious. Meanwhile, the wall on his hand was ripped apart and thrown to the side. The heavy rain poured down, causing a pool of blood to flow out.

On the other side, Qing Shu and the rest were also affected by the frightening black fog. After being hit by Hong Mei's palms a few times, they were groggily lying on the ground, waiting for death to come.

Several bolts of dazzling lightning struck down from the sky. Hong Mei cast a glance at the black fog as if she had received an order, and then directly walked into the room.

She rudely dragged Jun Mohan out and gave a look to her subordinates. His subordinate tacitly walked over and carried Jun Mohan on his shoulder, and waited for her order.

”Men, arrest them and escort them to the Demon Subduing Mountain.”

Hong Mei coldly glanced at the heavily injured and grievous Blood Fiend Hall. A mysterious smile appeared on her blood-stained face and instantly, it caused people's hair to stand on end.

”I'm afraid that the Demon Subduing Mountain is putting a lot of pressure on others. I will temporarily stand guard for all of you.”

The female voice of the oriole bird was very clear in the storm. It was unique and echoed in the yard.

In the pouring rain, the petals of the red plum blossom floated down sparsely. The petals lightly fell on Hong Mei's shoulder, and she was unable to move from her original spot. She could only watch in horror as everything happened.

In the next second, several transparent butterflies flapped their glittering wings and surrounded the crowd, instantly illuminating the entire courtyard. Even the broken bodies could be clearly seen.

On the other side of the butterfly, a girl dressed in white was standing in the rain. Her figure was graceful, and her noble and elegant eyes allowed her to observe everything.

Suddenly, with a wave of her hands, the Spirit Butterfly suddenly changed her formation, blocking Red Demon's line of sight. Even the black fog was suppressed by the Spirit Butterfly, unable to escape her body.

After a long while, the spirit butterfly flapped its wings and flew into the sky, disappearing into the dark clouds in an instant.

A moment later, Hong Mei recovered from her shock and quickly looked at her subordinate. She saw a fiery red Plum Blossom petal stuck between his eyebrows. He was standing there with his eyes wide open, unable to rest in peace.

Jun Mohan and the Blood Fiend Hall disciples had all disappeared, and the storm that replaced them, was washing over her face and the cold and quiet courtyard.

”Damn it!”

Hong Mei's cold eyes shot out rays of light, and she threw the sword in her hand out. It just so happened that it stuck itself into the door, teetering on the verge of collapse.

”Phoenixis Maiden, I won't let you off … ”Roar …”

The black mist at the side swirled a few times in the air. Suddenly, a low and cold male roar reverberated in the pitch black night sky. The entire people who were sleeping soundly in the city all woke up from their dreams, and quickly closed the windows, afraid that Hua Wuxie would take their lives at any moment.

The next morning, a dazzling ray of sunlight passed through the layers of leaves and sprinkled down. The reflection turned into a sparse and beautiful gauze image.

In a quiet farmhouse on the western outskirts of the city, smoke was lingering in the air until it reached the depths of the clouds. A few early risers were crowing loudly in the yard, as if the sun had risen and the sun was setting.

Then, a black figure broke through the door, breaking the silence.

”Tower Lord, this Subordinate searched through all the surrounding forests, but did not find the Palace Lord's figure.”

The man knelt in front of Qing Shu with one leg of his black mask and reported with his head lowered.

Not long later, another few men in identical clothes stumbled in, narrating the same words that the man had said just now.

Qing Shu frowned as he listened to everything. He clenched his hands under his sleeves, but his face was as calm as still water, causing him to be unable to tell what was wrong.

There was still hope before Ning Yan returned.

Qing Shu carefully looked outside the door, a trace of hope contained in her eyes. She did not believe that someone would disappear for no reason at all.

”Ning Yan …”

A moment later, Ning Yan's figure appeared at the entrance of the courtyard as expected, causing Qing Shu to run over in a happy and hurried manner.

Then, she looked down at Qing Shu, only to see that Qing Shu's eyebrows were knitted even more tightly, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

”Disciple Xue Sha, listen up. Asgard Master has ordered us to set out immediately for the hall.”

After a moment, Qing Shu turned and ordered everyone coldly.

”Pavilion Master, since the Asgard Master is already dead, why don't we hurry back and hand the map over to the person with witch church? Otherwise, with our current situation, if witch church attacks, I'm afraid we won't be able to preserve our little lives! Brothers, don't you think so? ”

From the crowd, a disciple who had just entered the Blood Fiend Hall walked out openly and loudly towards the Blood Fiend Hall disciples behind him.

Hearing that, everyone looked at each other, then at Qing Shu. No one agreed with the man's suggestion.