Chapter 300 The Woman in Sackcloth

Ye Xiaochuan, with his true essence exhausted, forcibly activated the Beidou Zhushen Sword Formation, which consumed a lot of true essence. Although Wufeng blocked most of the backlash of evil spirits, a lot of evil spirits were still transmitted into his body meridians.

The moment Ye Xiaochuan was abducted, the woman in sackcloth understood Ye Xiaochuan's physical condition.

According to her prediction, the young man would be unconscious for at least several days, and the Yin and Yang in his body would circulate on their own to drive away the evil spirits and wake up.

As a result, it took less than two days for Ye Xiaochuan to wake up, which surprised the woman in sackcloth.

When Ye Xiaochuan's consciousness gradually recovered, he heard a very nice flute sound in his ears. The flute sound was very pure and seemed to be full of some mysterious magic, just like a dream.

He was a little reluctant to leave this dream, and almost forgot that before his consciousness disappeared, he was still fighting a desperate battle with the mysterious woman in the abandoned charity cemetery.

But he woke up after all, and the dream was awakened, but the flute sound did not stop, and it still echoed in his ears.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and it was very dark in front of him. Above his head was a rocky cave top.

Ye Xiaochuan was stunned, and his consciousness recovered instantly. He clearly remembered that he had used the Beidou Zhushen Sword Formation but failed to break the terrible white bone giant palm. The last white light shot from the distant sky and shot through the broken white bone giant palm.

The white light turned into the Zhanchen Divine Sword.

He saw a figure playing the flute with his back to him not far away, and he almost said a word "Yun Qiangdao".

The next moment, he found that although the figure was a woman, it was definitely not Yun Qiyou.

Ye Xiaochuan was not a fool. He woke up in this strange environment and saw a strange woman playing his Huangquan Biluo Xiao. The woman sitting on a white jade platform with her back to him should be the terrible but mysterious woman who attacked the three of them in the abandoned charity cemetery but never showed up.

At this moment, the woman in hemp clothes was playing the jade flute with her back to her. Ye Xiaochuan looked inward to check his physical condition. His true essence had not yet fully recovered, but the evil spirits flowing through his meridians had strangely disappeared.

He was certain in his heart, and slowly reached out to touch. Wufeng was still beside him. The feeling of blood connection made him very confident. He pierced the woman's chest from the back in an instant. Or before the woman could react, he chopped off her head with a sword.

Either way, it was enough to kill a person.

Even if her cultivation was high, she would die if her heart was pierced or her head was chopped off.

He could not beat her head-on, so he could only sneak attack.

This guy had no psychological burden at all.

He gently grasped Wufeng's hilt, sat up gently, and stared at the woman in hemp clothes who was concentrating on playing the flute.

Just as he was about to take action, the sound of the flute was still there, but a familiar woman's voice slowly sounded in the cave.

"If I were you, I wouldn't do such a stupid thing."

The voice was very cold, without a trace of human emotion, like ice that had not melted for thousands of years.

Ye Xiaochuan's face changed drastically. He was too familiar with this voice. It was the demon woman who hid in the dark corner of the charity cemetery and controlled the giant white bone arm.

The sound of the flute gradually stopped. When Ye Xiaochuan came to his senses, the woman in hemp clothes who had her back to him was facing him.

When Ye Xiaochuan saw the woman's eyes like dead fish, he vomited in his heart and swallowed his saliva.

How could these be a pair of living eyes?

Soon, his eyes moved to the dark green jade flute in the woman's hand, and he shrank his neck and said, "That's mine."

The sackcloth-clothed woman looked at the Huangquan Biluo flute rotating between her fingers and said, "It's mine now."

Ye Xiaochuan frowned and said, "Fairy, your Taoism is so high that I have never seen it before. With your status, there is no need to snatch an ordinary thing from me. It would be disgraceful for you."

The sackcloth-clothed woman said lightly, "Huangquan Biluo Xiao is not an ordinary thing."

Ye Xiaochuan was shocked and knew that this sackcloth-clothed woman was definitely not simple. She actually recognized Huangquan Biluo Xiao.

But the woman in front of him looked very young, probably only about 23 or 24 years old. How could she have such a high level of Taoism? Such a deep experience?

Ye Xiaochuan said, "Fairy, you are joking. I am Ye Xiaochuan, the 38th generation disciple of Cangyun Sect. I am a descendant of the righteous way. How could I possibly possess the Huangquan Biluo Xiao, one of the three sacred artifacts of the Demon Sect?"

The woman in hemp clothes stood up and walked down from the jade platform. She was very tall, probably about the same height as Baili Yuan. Now Ye Xiaochuan, who was only sixteen years old, stood in front of her and was half a head shorter than her.

She stretched out her slender but pale fingers and stretched them towards Ye Xiaochuan's neck. Ye Xiaochuan was startled and was about to dodge, but suddenly he felt that all the meridians in his body were firmly locked by a mysterious force. He couldn't even move his eyelids.

In his horrified eyes, the fingers of the woman in hemp clothes lifted Ye Xiaochuan's collar. Ye Xiaochuan thought, it's over, it's over, he will definitely be raped and killed by this woman.

Unexpectedly, the woman in hemp clothes did not strip him of his clothes. Her slender fingers picked out a piece of red rope from Ye Xiaochuan's neck, which was the Changsheng Jue.

When the Changsheng Jue lay quietly in the palm of the woman in hemp clothes, the mysterious power that locked all of Ye Xiaochuan's energy channels suddenly disappeared.

Ye Xiaochuan, who had returned to normal, was frightened and retreated repeatedly, leaning against the stone wall and breathing heavily, not daring to say a word.

Although this woman is young, her Taoist skills are simply outrageous. Ye Xiaochuan can be sure that not only himself, but even his old drunkard master in the realm of heaven and man, will not be the opponent of this mysterious woman.

The woman in hemp clothes looked at the Changsheng Jue in her palm for a long time before saying: "Blood Soul Essence, no wonder the evil spirit in your body disappeared so quickly, it turned out that it was all absorbed by the blood soul essence. I didn't expect that after so many years, the black witch lineage in southern Xinjiang still has descendants."

Ye Xiaochuan heard from Situ Feng that the blue-black crescent-shaped ancient jade on his neck was called Blood Soul Essence, and it seemed to have a thousand threads of relationship with the ghost witch lineage in southern Xinjiang that had been lost for many years.

Unexpectedly, this woman even knew the blood soul essence!

He stammered: "You, who are you!"

The woman in hemp clothes did not answer, there was no need to answer, and she was disdainful to answer.

With her identity, who in the world dares to stand shoulder to shoulder with her?

She looked at Ye Xiaochuan and said calmly, "You are covered with rare treasures, the Edgeless Sword, the Blood Soul Essence, and the Yellow Springs Blue Sky Flute. Each of these three treasures is enough to shake the three realms. Where did you get them?"

Ye Xiaochuan was concerned about saving his life, so he said, "These are all in my possession. If the fairy likes them, take them all, take them all. I won't say no! As long as you let me go!"