Chapter 130 Youth Song 12
Ever since the Dark River appeared and attacked those members of the Demon Sect, Sikong Changfeng and others had a chance to take a break.

Several people leaned against the tree, watching a group of brutal killers killing people. The various methods they used were truly eye-opening.

Ling Xi was also watching them and could only say that they were indeed professionals. The murderous aura they possessed was completely different from that of these amateurs.

The Buddhist staff in Su Zhe's hand could kill people with one blow, and it could also confuse people's minds. Then, those people's heads exploded like watermelons. The dagger in Su Changhe's hand seemed to have a soul, and wherever it passed, throats were cut. Su Muyu stood in the crowd, and the oil-paper umbrella in his hand exploded. More than a dozen demon cult members were pierced through the chest in an instant, and they lost their lives.

The thirty-two Dark River Spider Shadows also drew their swords. Wherever they passed, there were only figures falling down. It was clean and neat, the simplest killing technique, which could not be defeated only by speed.

Ling Xi watched with great interest: "Uncle Sikong, Uncle Xie Xuan, you should also learn the killing technique from them, and don't always think about showing mercy to those people."

Sikong Changfeng: “.”

Thanks, but he's a wanderer, not fit for killing.

Xie Xuan: “.”

He is a scholar and cannot stand the sight of blood.

I don’t know where this little ancestor (little princess) learned all these things from, and she is becoming more and more brutal.

Li Hanyi retreated to Sikong Changfeng's side, sat cross-legged on the ground, and closed his eyes while using his luck to heal his wounds.

"Although the ones on the opposite side are from the Demon Sect, it feels like the ones on our side are the evil spirits." Sikong Changfeng said with emotion.

Xie Xuan shook his head: "Although I don't want to admit it, perhaps this is the only way to prevent this disaster."

Sikong Changfeng: "Stop killing by killing?"

Xie Xuan: "I was thinking, we can't bear to kill strange members of the Demon Sect, so what will happen when Baili Dongjun meets Ye Dingzhi?"

Sikong Changfeng remained silent. Those two were brothers who had risked their lives for each other, so how could he bear to kill them?

Ling Xi raised his eyes to look at the two of them and asked, "Uncle Baili went to Tianqi City?"

Sikong Changfeng nodded: "Yes, he went to stop Ye Dingzhi."

Ling Xi shook his head, "I'm afraid it can't be stopped. Ye Dingzhi is already obsessed with it. Unless he can see the person he wants to see, there is no other way."

Sikong Changfeng and Xie Xuan immediately asked her: "Have you seen him?"

Ling Xi simply replied: "I saw him when I first arrived that day, and we talked for a few words."

Sikong Changfeng was surprised and asked, "He didn't do anything to you?"

Ling Xi looked at him in confusion, "What can he do to me? With his personality, I'm afraid he wouldn't bother to kill a five-year-old kid, right? Besides, my dad is not the one who would steal his wife."

Her royal grandfather is not a human being, her royal uncle is not a human being, but her father is a very good man.

Sikong Changfeng and Xie Xuan: There is nothing wrong with what you said.

"No more talking," Ling Xi stood up, "Second Brother, let's go and stretch our muscles."

Zhao Yuzhen said excitedly: "Okay, Junior Sister."

Ling Xi flew up, formed seals with her hands, and her sleeves fluttered. Countless talismans flew out from her hands, and after circling in the air, they formed a formation that included everyone present. A huge Bagua formation appeared under everyone's feet. Emerald green spiritual power representing vitality dissipated from the formation, and those who were fighting felt an incomparable sense of comfort.

A loud shout: "Set up the formation."

The powerful force burst out from her small body, surprising everyone with her strength.

The huge Bagua formation kept moving, coordinating with the entire large battlefield, doing its best to assist the people on its side, while constantly weakening the opponent's strength. The peach wood sword in Zhao Yuzhen's hand seemed to have a soul, and the infinite sword formation ruthlessly harvested the lives of the demon sect disciples, and there was no sign of the kindness of the cultivators at all.

With the help of such a large formation, all the people who were fighting felt an inexplicable sense of ease, and it became much easier to deal with the people from the Demon Cult.

The pouring rain washed away the blood all over the battlefield, leaving a glaring red color everywhere. The strong smell of blood was nauseating.

The number of slain disciples of the Demon Sect could almost form a small hill. After Anhe joined in, all the martial arts sects also went crazy with killing sprees, killing as many people in one day as they had in several days before.

As the night and the day passed, almost everyone was exhausted.

Ling Xi collapsed in Zhao Yuzhen's arms exhausted, waiting for Xie Xuan to grill her chicken legs.

The others also sat together randomly, not caring whether they were from their own sect or not. Even Anhe sat together with others.

After fighting together for a day, everyone developed a sense of comradeship.

Some people were drinking, but Ling Xi couldn't drink, so he had to hold a bowl of water and drink it slowly.

She took out a pill from her sleeve and threw it straight into the fire. After a while, a medicinal fragrance emerged, making the fatigue of the people around her disappear.

Su Changhe sat over carelessly, with Su Muyu, who had taken off his mask, beside him.

The two of them pushed Xie Xuan aside and sat opposite Ling Xi.

Su Changhe smiled, and it was obvious that he had no good intentions in mind: "The strength of the little princess today really opened my eyes."

Ling Xi admitted without hesitation: "I also think I am very good."

"Pfft~"

Several people nearby started laughing, but there was no malice in their laughter; it was all filled with goodwill.

Su Changhe asked: "Little Princess, do you think we can win?"

Ling Xi glanced at him and said dimly, "It's not that I think I can win, it's that I'm sure I can win. If I lose, I'll lose face."

Su Changhe laughed softly and asked, "Many people have opinions about our Dark River, but the little princess doesn't seem to have any opinions about it, right?"

Ling Xi raised his head and answered casually, "I am a cultivator, I don't discriminate. Besides, there is light and darkness in this world, and you, Anhe, are just a group of people in the darkness. As long as you don't harm innocent people, what can I say to you?"

Hearing these words, Su Changhe's pupils suddenly shrank, and a strange feeling emerged in his heart, which made him feel that the path he was taking was the right one.

Not only him, but also Su Muyu, Su Zhe and other people from Dark River who heard this were filled with emotion.

This little princess was truly unique, different from anyone they had ever met. She was clearly just a child, but her mind was clear and complex.

"The most important thing is that you are good-looking. I like good-looking people."

Ling Xi looked at Su Muyu's handsome face and added, which made Su Changhe and Su Muyu laugh and cry.

Xie Xuan handed the roasted chicken leg to Ling Xi, who took it and smiled softly, "Thank you, Uncle Xie Xuan."

The well-behaved little girl was as delicate and cute as a little glutinous rice dumpling, which made everyone present jealous, especially some fathers. They were so envious and jealous that they wondered why they didn't have such a pretty daughter.

Even Su Changhe, who was a very unruly person, showed a bit of a smile.

Is there a baby? Please tell me, I feel like there are not many people watching it recently.