She has never left Jinling Kingdom until now, and she already has three passes for other countries' family sects.
One is from the Feng family, one is from Qingxiamen, and one is from the Seven Star Palace.
It's funny.
This year's hunting competition finally came to an end, and Suxi did not stay in this Broken Soul Mountain like other warriors, but chose to rush back to Cangshan Courtyard overnight.
What made her strange was that after the closing ceremony of the hunting competition, she had never seen Ouyang Haoxuan again, let alone anyone from the Feng family.
Although the people of the Feng family have lost face before and after the hunting competition, it is normal for them to leave early and dare not see people.
However, there was still a faint uneasiness in Su Xi's heart, and she felt that it was safer for her to return to the secret realm of the Sealed Dragon Domain earlier.
As soon as I descended to the foot of Broken Soul Mountain, the sky had completely darkened.
Tonight there are no stars and no moon, the sky is dark and gloomy, and from time to time there is a howling cold wind across the sky, bringing a chilling cold feeling.
Su Xi took a deep breath and left Broken Soul Mountain, which meant that she had left the forbidden range of the hunting competition, and she could naturally fly with her sword.
However, just as Suxi was about to sacrifice the Lishui Sword, he suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation.
A beastly crude, mournful, heart-rending roar rang out in the dark night.
The uneasiness in Suxi's heart became more and more intense, and she sacrificed the Lishui Sword as soon as she wanted, and was about to leave.
Suddenly, a powerful spiritual power with a bit of gloom spread from the southeast, enveloping thousands of square meters of land around it.
That spiritual power accompanied the sweeping and probing of the divine sense, as if it was desperately looking for something, and at the same time blocked all spiritual power fluctuations in this area.
The coercion and strength carried in this kind of spiritual power are even stronger than Feng Yunjing, and it is definitely not something that Suxi can compete with today.
Shallow beads of sweat oozed from Suxi's forehead.
Immediately afterward, she heard countless footsteps running in the distance, as well as faint shouts. “…… Look for him, we must not let him run away......" “…… He's so badly injured that he can't run far, you go over there to find it, we'll go here......"
Su Xi frowned slightly, it seems that this ban was opened not for himself.
The group looked like they were looking for someone.
With a slight step under his feet, the internal force flowed in his body, and Suxi quietly retreated at great speed, and his body disappeared into the shadows of the darker mountain wall.
A moment later, a group of men dressed in black and masked scarves hurried by, holding illuminated hedrons.
They scrutinized their surroundings all the way, back and forth over and over again.
Although he couldn't see his face clearly, his eyes were full of anxiety.
The location of Suxi was well chosen, hanging in the air against the mountain wall, and she was the best at concealing her breath, so this group of people walked around here a few times, but they didn't find her.
After a stick of incense, the group probably determined that there were no Tibetans here, so they hurriedly left and went to the next location to search.
Suxi jumped down from the mountain wall, looked at the direction in which the people had left, and fell into deep thought.
Suddenly, there was a terrible scream from the crowd that had just left.
One, two, three, a thick bloody breath sounded in the dark night along with the screams of humans and the roars of beasts.
Su Xi's heart tightened, and a creepy feeling of fear rose in the tail vertebrae.
The direction where the smell of blood was permeated, there was obviously no spiritual power fluctuation, but it made her feel instinctive fear.