Chapter 315 The Female Corpse in Red

The flowers bloom and bloom, and their fragrance is born, flowing in all directions, covering this place.

In a small place, on a high platform, the woman in red dances lightly on it, her figure is exquisite, and her every move attracts people's hearts.

That kind of posture affects people's minds with every movement, and the dances continue to dance, as if pulling people's hearts along, dancing lightly with the movements of the woman.

A dance moves the soul.

The eyes of the people around gradually showed confusion, but Song San only felt that something was wrong for a while.

"What exactly is this!"

He stood there quietly, only to feel an inexplicable caress from behind, as if a palm was caressing his shoulder, bringing him a strange experience.

In normal times, this feeling is naturally very good, but at this moment Song San only feels terror.

There is obviously no one behind, why do you feel this way?

The howling wind was blowing, passing behind him, as gentle as a woman's hand.

Unknowingly, blood dripped from the corners of the eyes of the people around them, and they looked miserable, but they themselves didn't realize it, and they still had smiles on their faces, talking and laughing freely.

Fear rose in Song San's heart.

The scene in front of him was so strange, even though he was resolute and more mature since he was a child, he couldn't help but feel fear and feel a kind of deep anxiety and hesitation.

In front of his chest, a faint heat flowed through, silently driving away the evil intentions around him, bringing a burst of coolness to his mind.

This is the fairy fate that Song San obtained before, a catalog that records the swallowing of immortals, he has always carried it with him, and he never thought it would have such an effect.

If there was no such thing, Song San would probably be possessed by evil spirits like everyone else at this moment without knowing it.

Thinking of this, Song San moved his footsteps, subconsciously wanting to turn around and leave.

Not far away, a pair of scarlet eyes stared at him.

"San'er, where do you want to go?"

A middle-aged man was a little surprised, as if he didn't understand: "This dance is so beautiful, don't you want to continue watching?"

While speaking, the corners of his eyes were bleeding, drops of blood dripped down, stained his clothes, and stained them red, but he didn't notice it, and he still looked normal.

This is an elder of Song San, who is somewhat related by blood, but he is not familiar with him, and only meets a few times on weekdays.

Song Sanqiang smiled: "No, I still have some things to do at home, so I won't delay."

"so."

The man nodded, and didn't continue to persuade, but just stared at the woman in red in front of him, with a gradually demented expression on his face.

The others around didn't say anything.

Looking at it like this, they still maintain part of their rationality, and they didn't feel that Song San's actions were strange.

Behavior is the same as usual, no difference.

Song San cautiously pulled away from the crowd.

Among a group of people, his action was extremely abrupt.

Because he was the only one around.

As for the others, they were still surrounding the woman and watching.

No matter old people, children, men or women, they all stare at the front, as if they can see flowers.

Among such a group of people, Song San's actions were naturally very conspicuous.

He rubbed the soles of his feet with oil and sped away, wanting to leave this place as soon as possible.

Not far away, there was a breeze blowing.

"There is still a fish that slipped through the net?"

A middle-aged man in a white shirt came out from the side of the high platform, looking at the oil on the soles of his feet, Song San who was walking fast could not help but smile in surprise: "Interesting."

"To be able to block the magic of the corpse, there must be something special about it, let me see what is special about it."

He smiled, stepped forward, and walked towards Song San.

Gusts of wind blowing.

After a while, Song San returned to his home.

In the dilapidated house, on a big bed, a fairy Ruyu lay quietly in it, sleeping peacefully.

On his body, bursts of breath instinctively bloomed, making people feel refreshed.

Looking at the appearance of this young immortal, Song San couldn't help but feel more at ease.

At this moment, facing the unknown evil, only this immortal can bring him a sense of peace of mind.

Outside the door, footsteps came gradually.

bang bang bang! !

The inexplicable sound reverberated, like the sound of an accelerated heartbeat, or like a battle drum being beaten one by one, that kind of sound was full of energy and blood.

"What's this?"

Song San's expression changed, and he suddenly realized something.

Sure enough, the next moment, a figure appeared from a distance, descended slowly, and came outside his door.

Through the broken portal, he could vaguely feel a shadow coming from outside.

At some point, a corner of the red dress appeared on the edge, it seemed to be stained with blood, it was extremely bright.

With a bang, the door of the room flew open.

A figure of a woman in red appeared and stood there.

This is the woman who danced on the high platform before, and she took off her veil at this moment, revealing her original appearance.

From the appearance alone, this is a very beautiful woman, her appearance is very delicate and moving, she looks very beautiful.

It's just that in contrast to this beauty, her face is extremely pale, as if there is no blood at all, that kind of paleness is disturbing, and it is not like the color that ordinary people can have.

With a faint smile on her face, she looked at Song San, her pair of scarlet eyes were exactly the same as those outside before.

Song San's complexion changed gradually, and at this moment he realized that something was wrong.

"A red-clothed corpse should be enough to deal with it."

In the distance, the man in white had a smile on his face.

As a person who refines corpses all the year round and deals with various tombs, the reason why he has survived until now without being besieged by others is due to his own caution.

Just like this time, with his cultivation level, he could easily catch a mortal with his hands, but for the sake of safety, he still didn't go out in person, but sent a ghost corpse to go out.

In this way, if something really happened, it would only be a disaster for the Yin Corpse, and it would not be a big deal to him.

Of course, although he arranged it like this, it doesn't mean that he really thinks that there will be accidents.

It's just a small place, and there are only a few small families in the locality. Even if all of them are no match for him, is there anyone who can deal with his Yin Corpse?

It's just that sometimes, things are so unexpected.

Soon, the middle-aged man was taken aback, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"My infernal corpse."

His face turned pale, and his spirit reflected back to all kinds of pain in an instant, as if he had been slashed by a sword, with a feeling of being torn apart.

As for the Yin Corpse, contact has been lost at this moment.

Obviously, it was fine the last moment, but it disappeared directly in the next moment.

This shows that his Yin Corpse was dealt with in an instant, and the whole process was so fast that his Yin Corpse couldn't even react.

As for the Yin Corpse who can solve him, it is probably not too difficult to solve him.

"This place... can't stay any longer!"

Enduring the pain of being torn apart, the man in white forced himself to regain his composure, and this thought flashed through his mind.

It's just that at this time, it's already a bit late.

A sense of sharpness and indifference suddenly rushed from a distance, as if a divine sword had come out of its body, exuding an incomparable aura of contempt.

The majestic momentum rushed out from afar, following the link between his soul and the red-clothed corpse, he directly slashed over.

Terrifying spiritual power rushed out, turned into a golden sword of the heavenly king, and slashed down here.

Bajue's saber intent bloomed, and that kind of spiritual power was unstoppable. It broke through his soul in an instant, and wiped out everything from his soul to his blood without leaving a trace.

After one blow, every inch of him was filled with death.

The eyes of the man in white were blurred, and his whole body became extremely old, as if he lost all vitality in an instant, leaving only a dead body.

In fact it is the same.

All of his vitality had already been cut off by that blade intent just now, cutting up the soul, cutting down the vitality, everything is included.

Under one blow, unless he can block all of them, he will die.

In the dilapidated room, Song San stared blankly at the fallen corpse in red in front of him. At this moment, he still didn't realize what happened.

Everything happened so fast just now that before he could react, it was over.

At this moment, he only vaguely remembered that when the red-clothed female corpse was about to attack him just now, the white-clothed fairy on the bed seemed to move and pointed at the red-clothed ghost.

Then, it was all over.

Song San was a little shocked: "Is this... the end?"

He looked at the fairy in white lying on the bed, feeling a little dazed.

Just now, the white-clothed immortal must have done something, which caused the red-clothed woman to be unable to continue to be fierce, and fell down directly.

It's just that his level is too low to understand at all.

"However, it's a good thing."

He touched his head and looked at the female corpse in front of him: "It's just... how to deal with the aftermath?"

The tragedy of the outside world is still echoing in front of my eyes. After the corpse of the red-clothed woman died, those people don't know what happened.

But no matter what, this matter will probably attract the local masters.

So, how to deal with this matter?

The corpse of the red-clothed woman is lying in his house right now, if something happened to him, it would be mistaken for him as the mastermind of this matter.

Even if he didn't think so, how could he, as a mere mortal, be able to block such a ferocious female corpse in red?

Are you hiding something?

Thinking of this, Song San couldn't help shivering.

"No one can find out!"

Looking at the fairy in white lying on the bed, he thought to himself.

Not to mention the possible risks, just this fairy in white is enough to make him make up his mind.

This is his chance, if those people know about it, there is no place for him.

After making up his mind, he quickly moved.

Bringing a hoe, a sack and other things, he went out overnight, found a remote place, buried the red-clothed woman's body, and then ran back.

After returning from the outside world, it took almost an hour.

As he approached the room, he looked at the white-clothed fairy in the room and couldn't help but be taken aback.

Inside the house, the fairy in white was lying there quietly, but compared to before, his face seemed a little ruddy at this moment?

"It's not an illusion!!"

Recalling the situation just now, Song San felt a little excited.

Obviously, after being stimulated by the red-clothed female corpse before, this white-clothed fairy has a tendency to wake up gradually.

Maybe it won't be long before I wake up!