Feng Biao was about to go crazy, but was stopped by Xu Yi with a wave of his hand, "This is Miss Yan cave abode, what are you doing here?"
Red-faced Steward snorted coldly, "It used to be, but it's not anymore. What's a useless bitch doing to occupy such a good cave abode? Hey, I'm telling you what to do. No matter who you are or where you come from, get out of here right away."
Feng Biao was so frightened that he jumped up suddenly and kicked Red-faced Steward in the heart. He wished he could tear this bastard alive. He was so impatient that he dared to act rampant in front of this devil.
Feng Biao kicked it, but it missed. Red-faced Steward was like a little chicken, pinched in the palm of Xu Yi's neck and strangled.
The other three attendants were about to move, but three Sword Qi easily killed the three of them without even the ghosts emerging.
"No, don't!"
Feng Biao screamed, and Red-faced Steward fell to the ground like a rag bag, making no sound. Only then did a soul escape, and was caught by Xu Yi in his hand. Two red lights emerged from Xu Yi's palm, extracting Red-faced Steward's memory.
Feng Biao is going crazy.
What he feared most happened. The devil went crazy and killed people on the spot. He clearly didn't think about the aftermath. He was going to make a big fuss Thousand Illusions Sect.
"What a Hong Shihu, what a Thousand Illusions Sect."
Xu Yi sneered, crushed the remaining soul of Red-faced Steward to pieces, and swept away towards the southeast.
Feng Biao's whole body was cold, and he wanted to scold Hong Shihu all over the place.
He had advised Hong Shihu countless times not to use the conventional methods of other female cultivators on Yan Zi, otherwise there would be disaster, but Hong Shihu refused to listen.
Obviously, Miss Yan failed the review. In the eyes of Hong Shihu, such beautiful female disciples no longer have the potential to practice, but are instead excellent playthings.
In the past, many female cultivators did this. Feng Biao, known as the Flower Snake, did this often.
But this time it was really different. The devil killed people without blinking an eye and went crazy. Even Hong Shihu got the blame.
What's more, tomorrow is the headmaster's birthday, and almost all of the distinguished guests who are supposed to arrive today have arrived, and it could be a disaster.
In fact, no matter what Thousand Illusions Sect is, Feng Biao is not worried. With the Northern Jin Royal Mansion on his back, no matter how much trouble the devil makes, Thousand Illusions Sect will definitely not be defeated.
The key is, once the trouble gets serious and Sect Leader You takes action, what happens to the devil if something unexpected happens to him, and what happens to the restrictions in his body.
Thinking about it, Feng Biao has a terrible headache.
When Xu Yi arrived at Hong Shihu cave abode, a red light shot into the sky over there.
Xu Yi was shocked. The red light was clearly the Art Treasure he gave to Yan Zi, and his Hun Tian Sword moves were sealed inside.
At that time, Yan Zi refused to return to the Guanglong Hall. Before he went to the Golden Core Academy, he specially practiced a few Art Treasure and gave them to Desolate Ancestor, asking him to contact Feng Biao and find a way to give them to Yan Zi.
But he didn't expect that at this time, he would become Yan Zi's life-saver Dharma Treasure.
The red light just started, and Xu Yi rushed into cave abode. Then a heavy groan came, and then he heard Yan Zi's cry of pain.
"You bitch, I'll kill you!"
A strong man with blood on his face shouted angrily, waved his palms, and a water dragon, spitting out two Domain Source, rushed towards Yan Zi who was lying in the corner.
Seeing that the water dragon was about to pounce on Yan Zi, a big hand reached out and grabbed the water dragon tightly. He closed his hands and the water dragon disappeared like smoke.
"Who are you!"
The strong man said angrily, he is the master of Yan Zi, Hong Shihu.
"The person who will send you back to the West!"
Xu Yi helped Yan Zi up, and a sword net spilled out. Hong Shihu's chest exploded with a ball of rotten silver, but the talisman was activated and blocked the sword net.
Even so, Hong Shihu was also knocked away by the surging spiritual power.
"Ugh!"
Yan Zi spat out a mouthful of purple blood, and his breath weakened rapidly. Xu Yi took a closer look, and saw a big hole in Yan Zi's abdomen, with all his organs spilling out.
He ignored the pursuit of Hong Shihu and hurriedly took out Jade Pure Bottle, lightly scattered the willow branches, and soaked three drops of spiritual liquid into Yan Zi's body.
Immediately, the breath of Yan Zi quickly filled up, and the wounds on the abdomen healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Xu Yi didn't care to wait for Yan Zi's injuries to heal, and the spiritual energy was lifted out like a bed, letting Yan Zi lie down on it, and then fed some healing medicine, and fled towards the southeast.
His exquisite senses locked onto Hong Shihu, and seeing that Hong Shihu was about to escape thousands of feet away, Xu Yi finally activated.
"Sir, let's go, let's go, I have nothing to do."
Yan Zi turned pale, grabbed Xu Yi's big hand, and asked him to leave.
Xu Yi stared at Yan Zi with a solemn expression, angry and distressed, and said, "You girl, I don't care if I let you handle things, but next time I'll see if you dare to make your own decisions. What are you thinking about in your little head all day long? Do you think your so-called self-reliance can help me and save me effort? If it's serious, I won't say it. Today I will take you back. You can learn from Desolate Ancestor and see how the old guy relies on the big tree to enjoy the shade."
Yan Zi's eyes were red, and it was the first time that the young master spoke harsh words to her. She felt aggrieved and a little sweet at the same time.
She whispered in her heart, "Sir, Yan Zi came to the Thousand Illusions Sect, not to save you any effort, but just to make you care about me more."
With this thought, Yan Zi felt endless self-blame in her heart, because because of her little thought, she would put the young master in danger again.
She knew that the young master was very kind to the people around him. No matter how much she begged him to do what happened today, he would never give up.
Yan Zi was thinking a lot and stopped talking. Xu Yi thought to himself, "Is it possible that I spoke too harshly? Xiaonizi got into trouble again."
He patted Yan Zi on the shoulder and said, "Okay, don't worry about your young master. After so many years, what troubles have you not survived? In the future, if you cause more trouble for your young master, I will thank you on your young master's behalf."
Yan Zi was feeling depressed and ashamed. Hearing what Xu Yi said, he found it funny again. He gritted his silver teeth, hummed softly, and turned away.
Suddenly, Yan Zi blushed with embarrassment. It turned out that the injuries on her abdomen recovered rapidly, the original wounds disappeared, and her skin was like snow again. Once the pain was gone, the cool breeze blew, and her bare belly felt cold.
She jumped up in a hurry and found that the clothes around her were in a mess.
Xu Yi hurriedly threw away a green shirt, Yan Zi lowered his head and wrapped it up hastily. The red glow on his face became more and more intense, his breathing became heavy, and his whole body felt itchy.
Suddenly, Yan Zi's body went limp and he was about to fall down. Xu Yi held him up and found that Yan Zi's body was extremely hot. Looking at Yan Zi's face covered with red clouds and his body twisting uncontrollably, he didn't know that Yan Zi must have been poisoned by Hong Shihu's poison.
It was okay if Xu Yi didn't touch Yan Zi. When he touched it, Yan Zi suddenly wrapped around him like a soft, boneless snake.
The medicine under Hong Shihu is called Spring and Sun. Once it takes effect, even the saint Fairy can't resist it. It simply amplifies the desire of love to the extreme, without caring about any ethical principles.