Wang Ruojin's beautiful face was twisted and hideous like an evil ghost, and his wide eyes were filled with anger and darkness.
The strange black and red vines crawled out of the part covered by the clothes, densely packed, climbing onto the white cheeks, wandering all the way, spreading up like a curse, and drilling straight into the pupils.
The dark pupils were covered with blood vines, which twisted like a living creature and pierced into the brain from the pupils.
Zhang Zheng stared at the strange and terrifying scene in front of him without blinking.
She had seen this black and red vine!
Decades ago, outside Xiaoyin Mountain, Cao Ran's situation before her death was exactly the same as hers. Her expression was crazy and eventually died of black and red vines and disappeared.
Cao Ran is a demon cultivator. It can be inferred that this unknown blood vine has a close relationship with the demon cultivator, since this is the case...
"You're deviled."
The dagger was full of light and blocked his body. Zhang Zheng looked directly at Wang Ruojin, who was crazy in front of him, frowned and made a decision.
Wang Ruojin was stunned, his crazy expression suddenly stiffened, and the blood vines covered his pupils. His originally dark pupils turned to him like blood lines.
Under the white and jade-like skin, strange black and red vines twisted, with blue veins bulging, extremely ugly, making them disgusting.
"ah--"
Her mind collapsed instantly, she hugged her head and roared with difficulty, and kept shaking her head desperately, her eyes were empty and without focus, and she was heartbroken.
Seeing her like this, Zhang Zheng's eyes flashed with a slight fluctuation, and it flew in a flash. He held the dagger firmly and looked at the lost Wang Ruojin vigilantly.
The roar stopped abruptly, and Wang Ruojin suddenly raised his head, his blood-red eyes facing Zhang Zheng, and the rich blood color seemed to be about to flow down the next moment.
"No...no...no...I'm not ensnared, I'm not ensnared! It's all you, it must be you! You poisoned the blood, you want to harm me! You are the demon species that harms people!"
The more I talked, the more outrageous it became. Zhang Zheng tightened his hand holding the dagger and choked speechlessly.
As a reward for taking care of her, she got the opportunity to practice in the inner sect and added a precious fourth-level middle-grade magic weapon.
With this condition, it was enough to find seven or eight servants to take care of her. It was a good opportunity to fall on her.
However, she herself was inadequate in her heart and swallowed an elephant, pushing herself to an endless hell step by step.
"call out--"
The knife lying on the ground rose up and flew into Wang Ruojin's hands. Her eyes were fierce and vicious, and she stabbed Zhang Zheng's dantian.
She wanted to destroy her dantian, destroy her cultivation, and truly kill her.
A little bit of compassion arises because of her devil's devil's desolation suddenly dissipated. Zhang Zheng's eyes were cold, and she flipped her palms and shot out a cold light that broke through thousands of qi.
"boom……"
The bamboo green figure had a blood-red eyelid, and fell straight backwards. A dagger was inserted into the eyebrows. The blade penetrated deep into the head, and the blood flowed like a stream.
Zhang Zheng stepped forward and pulled out the dagger between his eyebrows neatly. The blood slid down the blade, rolling down like beads, splashing blood flowers on the ground.
Looking at the dead body on the ground, Zhang Zheng frowned, and a ball of red flames arose from the palm of his hand, burning wildly.
The flames floated down and before they even fell onto the corpse, the black and red vines suddenly penetrated the flesh and crawled to the surface of the skin. The vines were densely filled with red flesh hanging from thorns, and they were disgusting.
The next moment, the vines broke the body inch by inch, and the blood and flesh exploded and shattered into a pool of blood mist.
The blood mist evaporated, but in an instant, the corpse and the black and red vines disappeared out of thin air, as if they had never appeared before, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground and blood flowers splashing on the wall, as well as a long sword and a knife.
It is exactly the same as when Cao Ran died.
Zhang Zheng's expression remained unchanged. He calmly put away the dagger, and applied a body-cleaning technique. The cave returned to its original calmness.
As for the long sword and the small knife...
Zhang Zheng picked up the long sword and looked at it for a while. However, the unified standard first-level low-grade magic weapon issued by the outer door was already covered with cracks on the sword body.
It was useless, a bunch of red flames emerged from the palm of his hand, climbing to the sword body, and the long sword completely broke under the blazing burning, melting into a pool of silver-white liquid, and buried deeply into the ground.
After all, the knife is a fourth-level middle-grade magic weapon, but it is intact and there is no mark on the knife.
Is it true that the disciples are so rich?
Zhang Zheng was a little envious, and he gave it to the fourth-level mid-grade magic weapon as soon as he said it, without any worries.
On the other hand, the magic weapon dagger in her hand is only a third-level top-grade. Even if she is told to lose everything, she may not be able to afford a fourth-level middle-grade magic weapon.
Zhang Zheng looked at the knife and flipped his hand to put it in the storage bag with satisfaction. It was impossible to use it by himself. It would be good to change some spirit stones to respond to the emergency, and it would be a big profit.
Sitting down on the cushion, looking at the empty jade bottle on the stone table, recalling Wang Ruojin's words while sitting in front of her during the sober year, he couldn't help but think a lot.
She didn't have the leisure and elegance of fiddling with flowers and plants. This jade bottle for flower arrangement was specially brought by Wang Ruojin for the first time here.
A woman who can give ignorant fools a lot of flowers and green grass, a woman who can help without hesitation for coma strangers...
How come it became such a mad and ferocious face, how come it quietly turned into a handful of dust in the world, with nowhere to be found for its voice, appearance, smile and appearance.
Zhang Zheng could not investigate this deeply, and finally sighed with regret, mourning his misfortune.
No matter what, she killed Wang Ruojin, which she admitted and felt sorry for Wang Ruojin's death, but she never thought that her move was wrong.
The one who released her blood was Wang Ruojin, the one who fell into the devil was Wang Ruojin, and the first to kill someone was Wang Ruojin.
If she didn't kill her, it would be hard to guarantee that the secret she had tried her best to keep would not be exposed by her, causing her to kill herself.
What's more, Wang Ruojin has become a demon, and her resentment and murderous intent towards her will only increase day by day. She is not stupid. How could she let a demon cultivator who could threaten her life at any time be free and worried about her life.
As for handing her over to the sect for trial, it is absolutely impossible. Once the secret is exposed during the interrogation process, her fate will definitely not be better.
When Zhang Zheng thought that he might be used as a magic weapon for vitality by a powerful force or a major force, his tail bones shivered and his scalp tightened.
That really became a self-help blood bank, and life is worse than death.
But how could the weird black and red vines appear on Wang Ruojin?
Could it be that she is also a spy from the demon clan?
Zhang Zheng shook her head and rejected this conjecture. If she was a spy from the demon clan, then the fact that she pretended to die and escape in front of two Jindan monks should have been exposed long ago.
Once exposed, life will never be so peaceful and smooth in the near future.
Could it be that as she said, is there any poison in her blood?
Thinking of this, Zhang Zheng calmed down and his spiritual consciousness wandered around his body, looking carefully, and not letting go of any corner.
He looked around every corner of his body, and Zhang Zheng opened his eyes and smeared a trace of confusion.
Chapter completed!