Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder’s Record of Counterattacks

Chapter 1191 White Fox 24

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Chapter 1191 White Fox 24

Unable to live in the inn, Yi Liang could only find a commoner's house to live in.

Ordinary people's houses are not very ill, but somehow Ning Shu and his party have a place to rest.

Yi Liang just said that he wanted to join the Yin-Yang Sect, and he didn't have a Lingshi to live in an inn.

Only then did the host let Yi Liang stay.

The house arranged by the host is very small, but Yi Liang is very satisfied.

Ning Shu said to Yi Liang, "Take out the Blood Soul Banner."

Yi Liang took out the blood soul flag and put it aside. Ning Shu's spirit invaded the blood soul flag, and the blood soul flag was churning with endless black energy, filled with all kinds of dark and desperate emotions.

Ning Shu checked the situation inside, these black smoke souls are a big killer, no matter who falls into their hands, it is a disaster.

Ning Shu wanted to transcend these souls and disperse these evil spirits.

The most important thing is that Yi Liang doesn't want to use the blood soul flag. Once he gets the pleasure of getting something for nothing, he can't quit. As long as he kills, he can have powerful power, and he can't control his mind.

However, there are quite a lot of souls in it, full of resentment and despair, and these evil spirits are their umbrellas and nourishment.

And then continue to devour the soul, and constantly attack people, the more intense the yin evil spirit.

Ning Shu withdrew his mental power and arranged a Yang Gathering Formation.

It can only be done slowly.

Ning Shu lay on the ground, closed his eyes and began to chant.

When Maoshan was a Taoist priest, a black hole-like thing would appear to suck the soul away when he succeeded in transcendence.

However, the soul in this blood-soul banner is very difficult to escape. First of all, those strong Yin evil spirits are the biggest troubles.

Yi Liang took the little fox out to buy some food and search for news.

The closer he got to the Yin-Yang Sect, the moodier Yi Liang became.

With anticipation and intense anxiety.

I hope that my sister is not in the Yin Yang sect and will not be made into a furnace, and I am afraid that my sister has become a furnace.

With the Yin-Yang Sect's style of doing things, if you can treat a woman as a cauldron, you definitely don't care if you are young or not.

Since the departure, Yi Liang's heart has been suffering every day, and the more and more rumors he heard on the road, the more impatient he became.

Yi Liang regretted killing Yi Shengjie so happily and should torture Yi Shengjie severely.

He sent his younger sister to the Yin-Yang Sect, where it was a hell on earth for women.

Women who are happy to enter or not will become tools for Yin-Yang Sect disciples to cultivate.

Holding the dirty little fox, Yi Liang searched for news in taverns and teahouses, wanting to know more about the rumors and the exact location of the Yin-Yang Sect.

This town is the closest to the Yin-Yang Sect.

Yi Liang listened to some useless news for most of the day. Most of the men were discussing the fate of Yin-Yang Sect's disciples, their strength and beauty, and some unsightly words mixed with them.

Yi Liang bought some food for Ning Shu and planned to go back. He saw the old beggar crouching on the corner, covered in tatters.

Yi Liang took out a piece of broken silver and threw it into the broken bowl in front of the old beggar.

The old beggar opened his eyes, saw the broken silver in the bowl, and thanked Yi Liang again and again.

"Old man, how many years have you been in this town?" Yi Liang thought for a while, and asked as he crouched beside the old beggar.

The old beggar smiled and accepted the money, and said, "It's been many years."

"Then let me ask you something."

Ning Shu, who was in the soul of the blood-soul banner, heard the footsteps, opened his eyes and looked at the door, and saw Yi Liang with a bad face.

Yi Liang bought Ning Shu a roast chicken and put it in front of her.

Ning Shu didn't eat roast chicken, so he asked Yiliang, "How's it going?"

The little fox swallowed the candied fruit in his mouth, and said to Ningshu, "It's a bit difficult for us to enter the Yin Yang sect to find his sister."

"How?" Ning Shu asked while chewing on the chicken.

Yi Liang said: "Tianxi Valley is foggy all the year round. If you don't know the direction, you will lose your way when you enter, and there are all kinds of poisons in the valley."

"Except for the disciples of Yin Yang Sect, everyone else will die in the valley."

The more Yi Liang said, the lower his expression became.

"Is it possible that these heavy fogs are an illusion, or is it because of the formation?" Ning Shu asked the little fox.

The little fox said: "I haven't seen the specific situation, and I don't know if it is an illusion."

"Just think of a way slowly." Ning Shu narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Yi Liang again, and kept looking at Yi Liang.

Yi Liang was very anxious and didn't pay attention to Ning Shu's scrutiny.

Ning Shu asked the little fox who was eating the candied fruit, "Are there any disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect here?"

"No, I don't know." The little fox said indistinctly.

"Eat less sweet food, you will become a little fat man in the future, and you can't even run." Ning Shu couldn't understand why the little fox likes sweet food so much.

What a jerk, especially the candied fruit, which are all candied and sweet enough to lose your teeth.

"There should be. The disciples of Yin Yang Sect will also come out." The little fox said casually.

Ning Shu looked up and down Yi Liang, who had thin skin and tender meat, and had not grown his Adam's apple yet.

"I have a way to enter the Yin-Yang Sect." Ning Shu said with a smile.

"any solution?"

Yi Liang was still thinking about how to enter the Yin Yang Sect to find someone, and when he heard that Ning Shu had a way, he immediately looked at Ning Shu.

"There is one type of person that the Yin-Yang Sect absolutely welcomes, and that is a woman. Why don't you pretend to be a woman." Ning Shu said.

Yi Liang was dumbfounded, and finally shook his head, "I refuse."

"I think it's a good idea." Little Fox jumped up, "Perfect."

Yi Liang:  …

Perfect, not these two foxes pretending to be women, of course perfect.

"Is there any other way? It's too reluctant to pretend to be a woman, and it's too easy to be seen through."

When you touch it below, it is immediately exposed.

"Now we are going to enter the Yin-Yang Sect to find someone, let's enter the Yin-Yang Sect first, do you still want to find your sister." The little fox said quickly, obviously it was not a matter of schadenfreude.

"Although the little fox is uneasy and kind, what he said is reasonable." Ning Shu nodded and said.

When Yi Liang thought of Yi Rou, his heart hurt, and he nodded and agreed to pretend to be a woman.

Yi Liang went to the clothing store to buy women's clothing, with the store's strange eyes.

Yi Liang put on women's clothes and combed his hair in a bun. His skin was very good, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and his upper body in women's clothes was really indistinguishable between males and females.

It was only revealed when he spoke.

Ning Shu asked Yi Liang to speak softly and slowly, if he could not speak, he would not speak, and he would be a beauty if he fought there.

Yi Liang, who wears women's clothes, is not used to it, touches here and there.

"Practice well." Ning Shu said solemnly.

Yi Liang imitated her daughter's attitude and gave Ning Shu a shy wink.

Ning Shu: I hate the cold...

"Just be normal, wear a veil," Ning Shu said.

Yi Liang put on a face towel, revealing a pair of clear eyes, and drew his eyebrows slightly with an eyebrow pencil, like a mountain in the distance.

She is a beautiful woman with clear eyes.

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