"Just kidding... the corpses of those women look strong and strong, you are from every family, a little girl..."

The man hiding behind Ning Zhiyuan looked embarrassed and was telling the irrationality of this matter to the panicked crowd.

However, who knew that Xiaoyu, a girl who was harmless before, raised a corner of her pink skirt, revealing the pleats of the skirt stained with red blood.

"I was afraid that my brothers would be afraid to see the blood on their skirts. Xiaoyu deliberately hid it behind her for a long time... I didn't expect that all the brothers were simple-minded and did not doubt Xiaoyu at all, so they went up the mountain road with them..."

Xiaoyu blinked her big black and shiny eyes and said these words with a slight breast sound.

At this moment, the faces of Ning Zhiyuan and other nobles of aristocrats could no longer be described as pale. The center of their eyes was no longer a white and sweet girl, but a kind of ugly and hateful monster.

Ning Zhiyuan was even more frightened and his limbs were weak, and he could not suppress the panic in his heart.

"This is Ning Zhiyuan, the only son of the Minister of Works of the Han and Tang Dynasties. If he angered the empress of the dynasty, your Bai family will not have a good life in the future!"

Some people were unwilling to push Ning Zhiyuan to the girl, repeatedly emphasizing the importance of the other party's identity and status.

However, the girl raised her eyebrows and smiled, and it seemed that she did not put the other party's warning in her ears.

"Brothers, although Xiaoyu is in the Bai family, she is not a complete Bai family..."

Just as Ning Zhiyuan wanted to say something begging for mercy, the girl had already started to take action. No one could see the movements in her hand. When everyone reacted, warm liquid had already splashed all over the floor.

"Blood! It's blood!"

The screams and the guttural voices resounded in Ning Zhiyuan's ears, but he could not move his body out at all.

It was all because his hands and feet were not in control. At that moment, he had been dismantled from fighting spirit and fell into despair.

What followed was a severe pain that ripped apart.

It hurts! It hurts so much!

"In addition, let me tell you a secret. Do you know why the Bai family has the habit of carrying flower umbrellas with you?"

The girl's palm slowly pulled out from Ning Zhiyuan's chest, and blood gushed out from the wound, dyeing her dress bright red.

When the blood was slightly shed, from the damaged clothes, it could be vaguely seen that Ning Zhiyuan's inner body had been stirred into a pile of minced meat.

Ning Zhiyuan opened his mouth, tears slid from the corners of his eyes, but fear still made him unable to speak.

"Because the flower umbrella can be used to block the blood splashed out and moisten the delicate petals on it. This careful weapon sample is to conceal the true malice buried in the heart of the Bai family." The girl smiled sweetly: "If my brother can be reincarnated and started again, you must remember to stay away from the Bai family... But now that my brother has been trapped in Xiaoyu, I am afraid there will be no more life."

The girl took out a jade flute from her arms with her slender palms stained with blood.

She placed it on her rosy lips and blew it softly.

The sound of the flute is clear and melodious, the tune is like pine waves, and the wind is full of thousands of valleys.

But in the eyes of the crowds who were running around, this scene that should be as beautiful as a poem and painting is like a hell of the forest and the sea reappearing on earth.

Countless corpses with broken limbs reorganized in the sound of the flute, forming monsters that were barely human-shaped. Even Ning Zhiyuan, who had just died, turned his head one hundred and eighty degrees and turned his bloodthirsty eyes to his friends during his lifetime.

This large rotation triggered a crisp sound of bones, but Ning Zhiyuan's face was not fluctuating at all, only staying in his previous desperate face.

"Monster! Monster!"

As soon as the cry of collapse sounded, it was suppressed by the melodious sound of flutes and turned into silent words.

The endless sound of the flute suddenly changed, and countless reborn evil spirits quickly rushed towards the living, and the whole scene turned into a purgatory on earth.

The corpse that was torn apart by the body of the corpse turned into a new dead soul in the sound of the flute, and the entire Bai family official road completely became a carnival of hundreds of corpse monsters.

Just when the last young man in brocade and jade robe died in the sea of ​​corpses, all this finally stopped.

The undead, activated by the sound of the flute, stopped his movements in his hands and stood blankly, waiting for the next instruction from the girl in blood.

The girl laid the jade flute in her hand flat, and the sound of the flute stopped abruptly.

"The Qiao family has not entered Baidi City yet, this is really a great news..."

The girl thought slightly, and a smile appeared on her face.

"Sister, can Xiaoyu go to the foot of the mountain to get rid of the Qiao family?"

A graceful figure appeared faintly in the dense forest that should have been quiet and empty.

The moment her figure appeared, a hazy white mist suddenly appeared around her. These mists wrapped her graceful body, revealing a hallucination.

"According to the branch of the North, Qiao Jingrou has cultivated the ultimate realm among the saints of calligraphy, and has truly resonated with the saints of calligraphy in history."

The female voice seemed like a sound outside the sky, with a very plain tone, making the person who spoke very calm.

"So what? I'm just going down to have a meeting. What can't she do with me after just one stick of incense?" The girl spread her hands and said, "Besides, if there is a sister guarding the mountain road, why are you afraid that some fly can fly into Baidi City?"

"Even so, Baidi City is crucial in the eyes of the leader, and we have all received the orders conveyed by the head envoy."

The girl stuck out her tongue and joked with her tender child voice: "The master has already gone up the mountain to find her master. In his heart, except for that weak and incompetent trouble, how could he take small minions like us seriously?"

The illusory woman remained silent. Although she did not speak, she agreed to the girl's statement.

"Ha, if Xiaoyu could sit in the position of the head master, she wouldn't have to kill people secretly... Let Xiaoyu count, one, four, seven... twenty-eight, it was really disappointing to kill twenty-eight people after acting for so long."

The girl's expression was covered with regret and depressed expressions.

"If you want to go, I'll just hide a stick of incense for you."

The girl smiled and she was happy, "I knew my sister was the best for Xiaoyu."

After she thanked her, her body flew out like the wind, and only a bright red afterimage was left on the ground at this time.

As the girl's figure disappeared from her sight, a low flute sound suddenly came to the mountain road. In a moment, hundreds of undead spirits took new movements. They ran to the bottom of the mountain road like crazy, bringing rolls of dust along the way.

The woman hiding in the woods sighed and hid her figure again.

A breeze blew, and the solemn land was left with only bloodstains and bloodstains all over the ground and the fishy smell of the sky.
Chapter completed!