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Chapter 271: The Evil Man

The night is like a curtain, and the lonely moon hangs high.

There are a large number of immortal cultivators walking in the air in the void. There are immortal cultivators guarding all the levels of Haoxuan Mountain in millions of miles. The illuminations are brightly lit in the rolling mountains. I don’t know how many disciples of Jiuhua Immortal Sect are searching for the traces of Lijiangliu.

Jiuhua Peak.

Lijiang River was hidden carefully under the cover of the night, and from time to time, he lay in the thick grass, avoiding the cultivators who passed by above his head.

No one wants to die, even Lijiangliu is no exception.

Not only did Li Jiangliu not want to die, he also wanted to live well, because he knew that this was his last chance. Only by completing the task assigned to him by Ye Xuan could he truly develop a new life.

When Yin Caier penetrated his heart with a knife, Li Jiangliu, who used to be, was already dead. Now he only had endless unwillingness and anger that could not be suppressed.

But he has been hesitating and struggling all the way. He can kill anyone, but he can't attack Yin Caier.

When Yin Caier stabbed his heart through with a knife, he could have killed this woman at that time, but he really couldn't do it, and in the end he could only escape sadly.

He was confused and hesitant for a long time. Li Jiangliu was extremely entangled, but he was still heading towards Jiuhua Peak. Perhaps when he saw this woman again, he could make the final decision.

What you should face will eventually be faced. Li Jiangliu knew that he could not escape. He only had the last two celestial immortal powers in his body, which was also the killing method given to him by Ye Xuan.

All of Jiuhua Peaks are inner disciples, and each inner disciple has an independent cave, and they are also the foundation of Jiuhua Immortal Sect.

These caves are all built on the hillside. Looking around, caves are connected together. When Lijiang River flashed into one of the caves like a raccoon cat, with a muffled groan coming, Li Jiuyou appeared quickly and continued to sneak towards the next cave.

Li Jiangliu has never killed anyone, and this is the first time he killed someone, but perhaps he was born to kill someone. When he killed a senior brother who had ridiculed and humiliated him, his mind was not at all turbulent.

Puff puff puff!

A spirit sword was cold and cold. A female disciple of Jiuhua Immortal Sect had her body separated. When she was dying, her eyes widened and she looked at Li Jiangliu in surprise, but it made Li Jiangliu without any fluctuations, and she felt a sense of comfort in her heart.

“Is this the feeling of killing people?”

Looking at the female corpse under her feet gradually becoming cold and stiff, Li Jiangliu murmured to herself, and there was a hint of intoxication in her eyes, as if she was feeling something.

Stroll away without any waves. When killing becomes an instinct, when killing becomes an alternative release, an extremely terrible transformation is taking place in the Lijiangliu.

This transformation is not about cultivation but about spirituality. There is a faint shadow of Fatty Huang on his body, and this is the extremely evil person Ye Xuan wants.

He is full of evil and uses any means. Ye Xuan needs such a person because he can live long and use it for him.

Lijiang River flows like a shadow of night, sneaking in the cave of the inner disciple. Every time he walks by, an acquaintance he once knew will die at his hands.

The goodness of the past was gradually gone, and a sinister and cruel aura bloomed around him until he walked out of the last cave with blood, and his whole body became gloomy and silent.

"Yin Caier, let's make a final conclusion between you and me."

Li Jiangli looked at the Jiuhua Hall on the top of the mountain, and he turned into a shadow and sneaked towards the top of the mountain.

The fire candle sways, and the spring night in the bridal chamber.

As the daughter of Jiuhua Xuanxian, Yin Caier's status in Jiuhua Immortal Sect is naturally needless to say. Yan Yunfei, as the chief disciple of Jiuhua Immortal Sect, has a noble and prominent identity.

Today is the day of their wedding, and it is a good time for spring night to be worth a thousand gold. The wedding night is also the favorite thing between men and women.

It was just that the appearance of Lijiang River destroyed the spring night.

Yan Yunfei's face was pale, and healed his injuries on the bed. Yin Caier wiped Yan Yunfei's forehead from time to time, and his beautiful face even felt heartbroken.

"call!"

After a breath of turbid air was spit out, Yan Yunfei slowly opened his eyes, and his voice said gloomy: "This waste is so strong in cultivation, I almost die in his hands."

"Senior Brother Yunfei, his heart is penetrated by Cai'er, and he can't live long. He is also dad and his elders are searching for the body of this person. Don't be angry." Yin Cai'er comforted softly.

With a beautiful wife on the side, Yan Yunfei felt warm and took Yin Caier into his arms, and said a little apologetically: "Now Japan is the time for you and me to have a wedding night, but I was seriously injured. Caier has really made you suffer."

Yin Caier leaned happily in Yan Yunfei's arms, and drew circles on his chest with a delicate jade hand, and said softly: "Senior Brother Yunfei, don't say that. As long as you can accompany Caier, Caier will be very content."

Slap sex!

Suddenly, a burst of applause came, which also changed the faces of the couple.

"Who? Come out." Yan Yunfei said coldly.

"It's really a love for a man, and it's so kind." Li Jiangliu's face was calm, and he walked out of the shadow, and his eyes looked at the two of them looked extremely calm.

"Is it... it's you?"

The appearance of Li Jiangliu made the couple frightened. They never expected that Li Jiangliu was stabbed through his heart and did not die at this moment, but appeared in their wedding room.

Chih!

The light of the knife flashed, and it was cold and cold. Before Yan Yunfei could react, one of his arms was cut off by Li Jiangliu. The pain of the broken arm made Yan Yunfei scream.

"Senior Brother!" Yin Caier trembled and exclaimed at this scene.

Step-step-step-step.

Li Jiangliu had a calm expression and a gentle smile on his face. He was walking towards the couple with the spirit knife in his hand.

"Junior brother, it's my fault that you make mistakes. If you want to kill me, kill me. Don't hurt Senior Brother Yunfei." Yin Caier's eyes were filled with tears, and she knelt down in front of Li Jiangliu, and even begged to him.

Bang!

Suddenly, a loud slap came, and Li Jiangliu slapped Yin Caier out with a slap. Red marks of five fingers appeared on his white cheeks, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

At this time, Yin Caier was completely confused. She covered her cheeks and looked at Li Jiangliu in a daze. She couldn't believe that this junior brother who had always been obsessed with her would actually beat her cruelly.

"Li Jiangliu, you trash, you have the ability to come to me, don't hurt Cai'er." Yan Yunfei clenched his fists, and his eyes looking at Li Jiangliu were already red.
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