The pink bride's complexion suddenly changed, her slender fingers immediately moved, and she took the dagger back into her hand.

She turned her head and looked towards the moon cave door.

But under the shadow of the whirling trees, a dark wind was blowing, and among the yellow leaves flying, a frail figure was slowly walking out. It was dressed in a heavy brocade robe, three layers inside and three outside, wrapping itself tightly.

On her face, she wore a mask that was as smooth as a mirror and had no facial features. This mask was roughly similar to the mask worn by the maid, except that at the corners of her eyes, there were two shallow traces of blood, as if blood and tears were flowing through it.

, formed by drying.

It’s that Xiao Zheng from the daytime!

After identifying the other party's identity, the pink bride immediately ran away into the distance without any hesitation.

As soon as she left, the maid paused slightly, then suddenly put away her long hair, and her ghost claws returned to slender catkins. As if she had forgotten everything just now, she took a few steps forward and saluted Pei Ling respectfully: "Zheng

Master!"

Pei Ling coughed a few times and was already ready to fight. Upon seeing this, he immediately restrained his breath and nodded slightly to the maid.

Not long after he walked out of the house, he heard the fighting here. When he rushed over, he saw the current scene.

In fact, the pink bride and this maid are both ghosts in nature.

It doesn't matter who wins or loses between the two. It's just that the mask on this maid's face cannot be damaged by the pink bride.

Thinking of this, he immediately ordered: "Come to my bedroom."

Hearing this, the maid was obviously startled and said hesitantly: "My maid is looking for Miss Xiang'e..."

This maid has been looking for Xiao Xiang'e for two nights...

Xiao Xiang'e is the pink bride, and the pink bride's aura just now has obviously recovered to a certain level.

This situation is a bit strange. How does the pink bride resist the suppression of fate and regain her strength even though she has no mask?

No! The arrangement of the "curse" is very hidden. In such a short period of time, it is impossible for the pink bride to know about her destiny!

The opponent most likely did not resist the suppression of Fate, but had awakened Xiao Xiang'e's memory, and Fate began to be devoured!

Thinking in his mind, Pei Ling couldn't help coughing again. Although he has now recovered his cultivation level during the Qi training period, his body is still a little reluctant after wandering outside for a long time. He immediately stopped thinking about it and directly used the command

He said in a tone of voice: "Follow me!"

Seeing the displeasure in the young master's voice, the maid did not dare to refuse and quickly responded: "Yes!"

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A moment later, Xiao Zheng's bedroom.

With a "squeak" sound, the door was pushed open.

A gust of dark wind swept in first, and the candle in the melon-style Begonia palace lantern shook violently for a few times before it stabilized. The shadows on the four walls danced wildly, as if countless demons had turned their faces ferocious and bared their teeth and claws.

The maid supported Pei Ling, carefully crossed the threshold, and walked into the room behind the screen.

The warmth of the room with its window lattice nailed shut immediately dispelled the coldness that enveloped the two of them.

Feeling the coldness go away, Pei Ling's condition began to stabilize.

After helping the man to sit down in the tent, the maid half-knelt on the footrest, intending to take off the young master's shoes and socks, but Pei Ling shook her head slightly.

Seeing this, the maid hurriedly asked: "What are the young master's orders?"

Pei Ling looked at the mask on her face and asked directly: "Do you know about the Faceless Immortal?"

The maid was startled. Her reaction was basically the same as that of the maid who served Pei Ling. She stopped her movements and replied with some uncertainty: "As for the young master, I seem to have heard of it, but now it is

I can’t remember." Gu

Hearing this, Pei Ling nodded with satisfaction. It would be best if he could really find out about the situation of the Faceless Immortal.

If you can't find out, it doesn't matter.

As long as you can get the other person's mask like the maid who served him just now!

Thinking of this, Pei Ling directly asked the same question as before: "Then... do you know about the sacrifices?"

When she heard the word "sacrifice", the maid stiffened. After a while, she stiffly turned her head and looked at Pei Ling.

The maid's voice suddenly became cold: "My maid...is a sacrifice!"

"My maid, it's time to go find Miss Xiang'e!"

Her words were filled with majestic hatred, and her aura surged wildly. She got up without any hesitation and walked out of the house.

Pei Ling was startled when he saw that the maid did not take out a dagger to stab him.

If the other party doesn't take action, how can he use the [Dry Heart Technique]?

How to get the mask on the other person's face?

Yes, he planned to directly repeat the operation of obtaining the mask of the first maid, first reminding the other party of the memory of the sacrifice, and then use [Withered Heart Technique] to get through, so that he could successfully get the other party's mask...

If this fails, just grab it!

However, looking at the aura steaming up from the opponent's body, it was no longer something that a monk in the Qi training stage could resist, so Pei Ling wisely remained silent and let him go away.

"Tap, step, step..." The sound of hurried footsteps quickly faded away, and suddenly only Pei Ling was left in the bedroom.

He frowned, this maid was indeed a sacrifice!

Moreover, it should have been sacrificed by Xiao Xiang'e herself.

Now that the opponent is reminded by the word "sacrifice", his strength has increased sharply. If he wants to get his mask again, I am afraid it will be difficult, so it is better to change the target...

His mind turned, and after a moment, Pei Ling walked out of the bedroom again.

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The rooster's crow from nowhere, accompanied by the faint light in the sky, woke up the entire Xiao Mansion.

The long night had passed, and in the early morning, Pei Ling, covered in night dew, returned to his house.

At the end of the night, he had already looked around the entire Xiao Mansion and found that all the maids were wearing masks at night. However, he tested a few and found that each maid had a different target of hatred, and it was difficult to pass the same one.

Means to get their masks.

In addition, none of the guards during the day spent the night in the house.

As he pondered in his heart, he turned around the screen, walked into the room, and sat down at the table. The warmth in the room and the coldness on the mask merged, and a thin white vapor actually emitted.

A cold feeling penetrated Pei Ling's body like a gangrene in his bones, and he couldn't help but lower his head and let out a violent cough.

Dragging his sick body around all night long, his condition seemed to be getting worse.

Pei Ling frowned and immediately reached out to take off the mask.

His aura instantly dropped to that of a mortal, but his condition recovered somewhat and his condition improved significantly.

But the next moment, he fell into a trance and saw himself holding a bunch of newly folded flower branches, hurriedly walking through the corridor and walking towards the backyard. As he walked, he said to the person behind him: "My mother must have just gotten up at this time.
Chapter completed!