1570 Bloodline 4

rn tone."Grandmother, my name seal was snatched by members of the Tong Xuan Hui. Where should I go to find the person in charge and get it back These people's sect clearly can't control them. Does the...>

This scene, after a while, becomes dizzying and makes one's head spin.

My brother's brow furrowed again, that serious expression made me feel a little dazed.

The pampered and mischievous young master of the Mu family, when did he become so serious and determined, with a resolute air

Could he have seen something terrible in their eyes

"...Brother" I whispered.

My brother glanced at me, shook his head, and seemed to want to say something but stopped himself.

"Is the situation not optimistic" Master Huisqing spoke up. "Mu Yunfan, I believe in your judgment. If you feel there's still hope, we'll go all out and search this place with you; but if you feel there's no hope, say it sooner rather than later, so we can figure out a way to retreat."

My brother frowned: "If I can't find that little punk, I'm not going out."

Hu Qing lightly shook her head with a hint of mockery: "Don't talk nonsense, I certainly wouldn't want Miss Lin to lose both her child and husband."

"...You can't see, so you don't think it's scary," My brother closed his eyes and rubbed his Mingmen acupoint: "Just now it seemed like I saw butterflies flying on the bones"

I looked around, and a beautiful butterfly took flight from a clump of withered leaves. I quickly reached out to stop it: "Is this one"

This, in my eyes, is a bunch of withered leaves. How, in my brother's eyes, is it bone

But since I know the common points, I'll walk around those kind of plants next time.

"There are traces of collisions all the way, and in some places, you can see crushed bones. Following the tracks, we'll definitely be able to find Big Mao." My brother pointed to the ground: "I just heard the noise you made, so I came back to look for you first. Otherwise, I would have been worried on both sides."

"If that monster's purpose was to lure you here, then it has succeeded... what if..." I felt a shiver of fear.

"No." Master Huisqing shook his head firmly. "If the goal is achieved, wouldn't it be inconvenient to eat it all at once We would have to carry it deep into the mountains"

"Never mind all that, let's go." My brother swung his sword, cleaving through the withered flower petals. The brittle, dull thud it made actually sounded a lot like bone.

We quickened our pace, following my brother ahead. In front of us was a small river, winding its way through the heart of this sea of flowers.

In the distance, there are towering mountains that pierce the clouds.

The atmosphere there was distinctly different, as if this river were the dividing line between yin and yang on the Tai Chi diagram.

Crossing a small wooden bridge, I got goosebumps all over... This place didn't seem like a good one at all.

"It's so cold here." I pulled my neck in and huddled deeper into my windbreaker.

"This is an inauspicious place, there's bound to be something different." Huiqing Monk carefully scanned the surroundings, clutching his staff.

But he couldn't maintain his seriousness for a moment, suddenly remembered something, and turned back to ask, "Little Qiao, my disciple has a spare kasaya in his bag. Would you like to wear it"

"No, no!" I waved my hands quickly.

Even though we may not follow the same path, I, a practitioner of the Taishang Xuanmen, find it too childish to wear a monk's robe.

Just say whether it looks good or not, I'm not a nun, what would I look like in a robe

Shhh... My brother suddenly raised his hand, signaling us to be quiet.

Qi, this kind of thing, everyone with cultivation can feel some differences.

A cultivator has a tranquil mind, few desires, keen hearing and eyesight, and is highly sensitive to spiritual influences.

A subtle hint of danger wafted from the shadowy hills ahead. Even the withered flowers and leaves seemed to be cloaked in darkness, appearing dull and obscure.

I looked down at the ground. There were paw prints on the soil.

Here, the leaves are obviously wilting a lot, and the soil is showing.

"Be careful, don't startle anything," my brother whispered.

I felt like I wanted to walk on tiptoes, but the sudden noise around me made me nervous.

"Something—" As soon as I spoke, a small, gray-black demon beast sprang from the fallen leaves!

And the target of the attack is very clear - Bald Head!

Although his young apprentice was tall, he was still just a child. His tender skin and flesh were perfect for devouring.

These demonic beasts are quite intelligent!

"Amitabha." Master Huiqing habitually chanted the Buddha's name, reacting with lightning speed. He used the end of his staff to strike the demon beast fiercely, sending it flying.

I didn't have time to see what it was, I only saw a gray-black body fly out and knock over a pile of fallen leaves.

Torn leaves and ash swirled in the air before my eyes, prompting me to raise a hand to shield them.

"Whew…" It felt like someone had blown a gust of icy air in my ear.

I jolted, dropping my hand.

What kind of sea of flowers is that in front of me

A desolate wasteland of graves stretched before them, littered with exposed bones and withered fur.

What had just been struck emerged, with a pair of crimson eyes, from behind the mound of earth. Not far behind it, another pair of red eyes appeared.

"Watch out, there's one more!" I pointed over there.

My fingertip felt a sudden chill, as if brushed by icy air. Just now, that butterfly actually landed on my finger!

What the heck

I quickly withdrew my hand, the butterfly drifted away softly, but it didn't leave my side.

Those crimson-red eyes, the grayish-black fur, it looks like it's wearing a coat of spikes! This thing isn't big, but if there were many of them... how could we possibly defend ourselves!

"Protect Little Qiao!" my brother shouted to Master Huqing.

Needless to say, Huaiqing was already in front of us, Little Bald Head and me. Little Bald Head and I quickly turned our backs to each other, forming a triangle with our backs to each other to guard against the risks behind us.

"Chirp—" a sharp sound rang out.

"Sure enough, they are big rats." Huicheng monk said to himself, "They must have grown up eating corpse meat, each one so ferocious."

"This place is full of bones! Could these all have been eaten by rats!" I muttered under my breath.

Huisqing Monk was stunned: "You saw the skeleton too Why couldn't I see it"

Is this the point

Moreover, just now I saw, it seemed like... there was something beside me that "clicked".

In a daze, I thought back to the days when Jiang Qiyun first appeared by my side long ago.

He then showed me the White Ghost, also passing his hand before my eyes, which opened my third eye, allowing me to see these deities, fairies, and demons from other realms.

“… Yes, who is it” I couldn’t help but ask.

Who was just by my side

Since entering this area, who has been playing with me

Who pushed me down, and who is following me so subtly

"Little Qiao, what did you say" Hu Qing couldn't help but glance back at me.

Just as I turned around, the two demon beasts suddenly sprang at us! One went for my brother, and the other came straight for us!

"Watch out!" my brother shouted.

I quickly drew out the Purple Heaven Ruyi, my sword tip just rising—

That butterfly landed on the back of my hand again.

< >to think, I slammed the lid down on the little goblin's head with all my might, and with my other hand, I quickly pulled out a silver needle, trying to pin down its wrists.But his, his wildly flailing...