Chapter 2177

Ye Yuxi carried Zi Ling out of Zhong's shop, and didn't have the mood to go shopping elsewhere, so she walked back the same way.

Just after walking half a street, Ye Yuxi suddenly had a strange light in his eyes, he thought.

'Send the killer so soon...'

In terms of stalking and killing, Ye Yuxi is at the level of an ancestor!

Sending a sound transmission to Huo Ling in his heart, so that he would not fall in the air for the time being, Ye Yuxi hurriedly walked outside.

That person followed Ye Yuxi all the way out of Fangshi.

Ye Yuxi walked around the street with that tail, and went out of the city without being able to shake it off.

"Master, that person is still following." Huo Ling flew high in the air, and Shui Lingling's small eyes kept looking down.

Ye Yuxi carried Zi Ling in his arms and walked ahead, while an old man of half a hundred meters away was hanging behind at a distance, as if he wanted to wait for Ye Yuxi to move away from the city gate before making a move.

A trace of coldness gradually appeared in Ye Yuxi's eyes, and she stopped in front of a desolate valley.

"I've been following you for so long, come out, if you don't come out again, I can go." Ye Yuxi looked at the forest outside the valley, and the spiritual power in her body was already quietly circulating.

"Girl is good at cultivation, it must be the spirit beast in your arms reminding you that someone is following you." The half-hundred old man walked out slowly from the woods, holding a ghost-head broadsword in his hand at some time, and the skeleton on the back of the knife There are also two scarlet gemstones on the head, which looks quite strange.

"Zhong Chengde sent you here?" Ye Yuxi raised her brows, and gently smoothed Zi Ling's hair in her arms with her jade hands.

"It doesn't matter who sent me here." The half-hundred old man's voice was low, and he stared at Ye Yuxi with dark eyes: "Give me the young mink in your arms, and I will give you 100 million gold coins."

For Ziling?

A trace of surprise flashed in Ye Yuxi's eyes. She thought that Zhong Chengde had sent this person to take revenge after following him, but it seemed that she guessed wrong.

"Bah—"

Zi Ling had long been psychic, and when he heard that the middle-aged man wanted to buy him with gold coins, he immediately started talking in Ye Yuxi's arms, and bared his teeth at the middle-aged man in protest.

If it wasn't for Ye Yuxi's palm caressing its forehead, Ziling might have transformed into ready to attack by now.

Ye Yuxi felt Zi Ling's mood swings, and smiled slightly at the middle-aged man: "It seems that my spirit beast doesn't like you very much."

"Miss sold it to me, I have my own means to subdue it, otherwise..." The middle-aged man's tone sank.

"Otherwise?" Ye Yuxi's eyes were a little more playful, already looking at the middle-aged man's cultivation, the late stage of Xuanling, is not at the same level as Zhong Chengde just now.

"Otherwise, miss will probably stay here forever." The middle-aged man's dark eyes suddenly widened, and he took two steps forward, slashing directly at Ye Yuxi with the ghost-headed broadsword in his hand.

The two were originally separated by dozens of meters, but when the middle-aged ghost headed the broad knife, the two scarlet gemstones flickered strangely, and a sword light made of spiritual power extended several meters forward and cut directly at Ye Yuxi.

Um? Spirit soldiers?

Ye Yuxi's pupils shrank, and a ball of dawn burst out from the tip of her toes, and she floated back more than ten meters, avoiding the sharp knife light.

boom!

The soil was flying, and Xuanling's late strike, even if it was just the spiritual power extending from the weapon, cut the ground into a gully several meters deep!

Ye Yuxi's pretty face tightened, and she casually let Zi Ling step aside, already holding the Soul Eater Blade in her hand.

"With this ghost knife of mine, I have killed thirteen Xuanling strongmen, fifty-two Huangling strongmen, and countless ninth-level spiritualists. The little girl is sensible, just give me that mink obediently, and maybe I can save you one." Fate." The middle-aged man said, he threw it with one hand, and the ghost knife circled around his body as if it had a spirituality, and finally fell back into his hand.