Chapter 1994: Counterattack of the Immortal Cultivation World 62
Who would have thought that it was in Xuan Li's hands! !
"This is really a soul chasing lamp!!"
"These treasures are actually in the hands of Lord Xuan Li."
"With this treasure, we can trace who the real murderer is."
"Liu Li, what's the matter with you? Seeing your pale face, does it mean that you are not feeling well!?" Su Qing looked at Liu Li, whose face was as pale as paper, and asked worriedly.
Liuli bit her lower lip, until the fishy smell of Xiutie came from her mouth. She lowered her head and showed a relatively reluctant smile.
"Maybe I was frightened by the death of my senior sister today. She was fine yesterday, and that's it today... Now I haven't even found the murderer, I..."
She burst into tears in a panic. What should I do? This bitch actually took out a treasure like the Soul Chasing Lamp. If she really finds herself, then the consequences...
Thinking of the big elder who was about to be exposed, Liuli felt cold all over, and she couldn't wait to run straight away at this moment.
But now that he has run away again, it is not that he is fleeing in fear of crime, and he does not even need a soul chasing lamp.
She is very uncomfortable now, as if there is a knife hanging directly on her neck, she doesn't want to die, but the knife sticks to her neck and does not loosen for a moment.
However, the sharp blade did not fall slowly, and the whole person's spirit was about to collapse.
"Since you have a soul-chasing lamp, why don't you use it soon?" The first elder looked at the soul-chasing lamp in Yue Xi's hand. Although there was suspicion in his eyes, the hostility had subsided by more than half. "If the murderer is really not you, but the old man wrongly blames you, then the old man will kneel down and apologize to you."
Yue Xi lowered her eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She directly collected the breath from the body and put it in the Soul Chasing Lamp.
Then put the Soul Chasing Lamp next to the corpse.
After only a moment, the soul-chasing lamp emitted a dazzling light, and then, the breath put into the soul-chasing lamp began to disperse into smoke and slowly drifted out.
The smoke floated in the air, forming scenes of scenes.
In the middle of the night, Xu Ya, who was injured and in a coma, was resting in her room.
There was silence, and when everyone was sleeping, a figure in a red dress cautiously approached Xu Ya's room with a skirt hem.
The man approached Xu Ya quietly, and after watching slowly for a long time, he took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve, then blocked Xu Ya's mouth with something, and tied her hands and feet with ropes. Then he poured the contents of the jar onto Xu Ya.
When the contents of the jar fell on Xu Ya, Xu Ya immediately woke up from her drowsiness, her eyes widened in pain, and she kept wanting to cry, but her mouth was blocked and she couldn't make any sound. The bondage wanted to escape, but he could only be abruptly corroded by the contents of the porcelain bottle, and he couldn't even see his appearance, and he died abruptly.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly!" With a miserable appearance, he couldn't help but fell to his knees, his red eyes were full of hatred, and he wailed hysterically. "Who is it! Who is it, who dares to hurt my precious daughter!!"