Han Sigu said slightly, "Although that kid has only seven levels of Qi training, he has a solid foundation. He has a superb essence and bones that have begun to change. In addition, it is also a top-notch blood ghost escape method in the inner sect. , Especially since you have the sword aura of the blood river, the kid will not let go of this opportunity to deceive the sword aura of the blood river... if you want to escape, Cursing Ghost can't kill him."

"After all, my life is controlled by Gujing, and the life of the curse is suppressed by the ancestral hall, so I can't move."

He groaned, and then said, "Now that kid should almost escape from the ancestral hall. The curse will not let a monk who can withstand its bewitching art alive. It will definitely send a puppet to chase after him. The kid has no choice but to come and find I, the time left for you is running out..."

Tang Nanzhai's heart sank and he understood what Han Sigu meant. After Pei Ling arrived, if he did not show his own value, Han Sigu would not save his life.

"I am willing to assist Junior Brother Zheng and get back the Flying Sword for Senior Brother together!" He said immediately.

Tang Nanzhai didn't dare to ask for the method of heavenly foundation building.

In the current situation, it is a blessing to be able to leave Han's Villa alive.

When Han Sigu heard this, he shook his head slightly, and said, "You have a good level of cultivation. From now on, you will be a sword slave for me."

Sword slave?

Tang Nanzhai's expression couldn't help changing.

The sword slave of Jian Xiu, in a word, is the body and soul, all enslaved by him, and there will never be a day of liberation in this life.

Once the sword repair falls, the sword slave will undoubtedly die.

But if the sword slave died, it would have no effect on Jian Xiu.

Since Tang Nanzhai entered the Tao, Su Xing Yemei has never slackened. After practicing the sixth level of Qi, he brought a group of brothers down to Gu Yuan to fight against demons day and night. Why? Isn't it to be able to go farther and stand higher on the avenue? !

If he becomes a sword slave, even if Han Sigu will achieve something in the future, he will be no more than a slave and maidservant. How much meaning is there?

But if you don't agree, depending on what the other party says, he won't be allowed to survive.

How to choose?

...At this moment, in a corner of the villa, Pei Ling was still practicing, and suddenly heard a heavy footstep not far away.

His heart sank, and as expected, it didn't take long before Zhang Shuo and others appeared expressionless, and attacked without saying anything.

At the same time when the first technique touched Pei Ling, the system went offline quickly: "Ding Dong! An external attack was detected, this practice is over. Thanks to the host for using the intelligent cultivation system, one-click hosting, soaring worry-free! Looking forward to your sharing Cultivation evaluation, please give five-star praise if you are satisfied!"

Peiling regained control of the body, turned around and fled.

Zhang Shuo and the others immediately followed closely, chasing after him angrily: "Junior Brother Pei, you just promised so well, why did you violate Senior Brother Han's order? Are you trying to kill us all!"

"Brother Zhang, don't be fooled by the so-called Senior Brother Han." Peiling frowned, and explained in a deep voice as he ran.

"Nonsense!" Zhang Shuo heard the words and did not answer, and the female Xiu Lin Long beside him immediately scolded, "Senior Brother Han has a kind heart and an ardent heart. He knows the danger of the villa, and specially keeps us by his side to take care of the entire villa. , The only good person! Not only do you disregard the brother’s kindness, but you reverse the black back to confuse right and wrong. I think you are fascinated by the curse!"

As she spoke, an echo sounded softly in Pei Ling's ears: "I think you are fascinated by the curse... You have clearly promised to listen to Brother Han... Listen to Brother Han... Listen to Brother Han ..."

While Pei Ling was speeding, she was in a trance.

He hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue, forced himself to wake up with pain, his eyes were awe-inspiring.

Unexpectedly, out of the ancestral hall, the curse ghost could even confuse his mind!

Yes, it was still in the pear blossom forest outside the villa on the first day. Didn't the curse ghost come this hand, even Zhang Shuo walked out of the blood puppet sedan in a daze?

Pei Ling's face was gloomy, and she quickly thought about countermeasures.

At this time, Zhang Shuo also said: "Senior Brother Pei, the prodigal son will not change his head. I know you weren't like this before. Now you are all deceived by curses. You should go with us to see Brother Han and ask Brother Han to help you. Untie the charm of the curse, then you will know how wrong you are."

These people have been fascinated by the curse, and now they can’t hear anything that says there is a problem with the curse!

Pei Ling thought secretly in her heart, but now she can't explain it clearly, the other party is crowded with people, and cursed ghosts lurking in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to confuse the mind... we can only run away first!

While thinking about it, he passed a courtyard wall, Zhang Shuo and others followed closely, most of them swarmed out from the moon hole gate of the courtyard wall, but a few were squeezed aside because of the large number of people, and they hit their heads directly. On the courtyard wall.

If it were the courtyard wall of the dunya, of course, the monk couldn't help but hit it like this. But after all, the Han's Villa was almost out of the old ancestor of the Dan, the materials and craftsmanship used in the courtyard walls were all unusual, and even engraved with protective runes.

At this moment, a few undamaged runes flickered slightly, and the monks were immediately bounced out, fell to the ground, dizzy, and didn't even get up for a while.

Seeing Zhang Shuo and others became more and more angry: "He killed Senior Brother Qian and the others! Damn, Pei Ling, you are crazy, not only betrayed Senior Brother Han, but you also killed your fellow students. You are guilty of death."

died?

Pei Ling patronized and fled, and didn't pay much attention to behind him for a while. He was quite surprised when he heard the words. He simply managed to escape with exquisite methods, and quickly dragged Zhang Shuo and others around in a big circle, and returned to the vicinity of the wall, only to see the cultivators stiff and stiff, still struggling on the ground.

Zhang Shuo and others turned a blind eye, shouting to avenge them, and stepped on them directly!

... The cultivators weren't a serious problem, but they were stepped on by a group of companions, but they meant that they had less air intake and more air.

Seeing this, Pei Ling's heart moved, and suddenly stopped. When Zhang Shuo got closer, he slapped him with a palm. He didn't avoid or hide. He directly hit the palm with his body, flew out and fell heavily to the ground.

boom!

Pei Ling casts the [Withered Heart Technique] instantly when she landed.

The next moment, all the vitality in his body disappeared in an instant, and the whole person was like a piece of dead wood, no more anger!

"This is the end of the slander of Brother Han and the brutality of fellow students!" Zhang Shuo and others fell beside him, glanced at the "corpse", and said with a sneer, "Okay, this traitor is dead, let's go back to Brother Han. "

At this time, the echo that had been lingering in Pei Ling's ears gradually disappeared.

Because of the location he chose specially, the group of people did not step on him when they left, and quickly became a bird and beast.

Worrying that the curse ghost would instruct Zhang Shuo and the others to kill the carbine, Pei Ling didn't dare to immediately cancel the withered heart technique, and secretly said in his heart, it is no wonder that the curse ghost was so terrible, but he still failed to deceive the blood river sword.

It turned out that the monk was so deceived after being bewitched that he was so deceitful that he couldn't even make up a knife.

Although the Blood River Sword didn't look very smart, it was much more agile than Zhang Shuo and the others at this moment.

He thought so, and calculated that the time was almost the same. Since no one came back, he should find a safer place again.

Just as Pei Ling was about to untie the [Withered Heart Technique], his eyes suddenly condensed: the blood-colored thread entwined around his body began to break one by one...