Grass and Trees of the Master of Demon Dao

Seemingly weak, Xue Yang was carried into the house by the two paper figurines. He was half leaning, half leaning, his footsteps were shaky, already half awake, listening to the group of children from the aristocratic family excitedly discussing "Dotting the eyes and summoning generals" Art", Xue Yang's head was lifted weakly, and no one saw the corners of his lips slightly raised.

A bunch of idiots, this is the art of summoning generals by eye touch, but the only one who can use this art to such an incisive and vivid way is the founder of Yiling Patriarch, I will try it out later, if it is not... then kill them all clean!

So what about crooked ways?Being able to kill and do whatever you want is the most correct way!

He felt himself being helped aside, felt the voice and strength of the person next to him carefully, and heard the person beside him say, "Don't come here, be careful of the corpse poison powder, it can be poisoned through the skin."

The Taoist in white couldn't help coughing a few times, and covered his mouth slightly, as if he was worried that the coughed up corpse poison powder would infect others. He lowered his voice and asked, "Who are you?"

This tone, this tone, was [-]% similar to Xiao Xingchen's. A wicked smile flashed across Xue Yang's covered eyes, although he couldn't see anything in front of him.

He has lived with Xiao Xingchen for many years. During these eight years, he has been recalling the few memories with Xiao Xingchen every day and every night, and he has already firmly engraved Xiao Xingchen's words and deeds in his mind. , It is naturally handy to imitate.

The Shuanghua sword was placed by his hand, and the black cloth covered the sword body, which seemed a little loose.

"Hey, we don't know who this person is, whether he is an enemy or a friend, why should we save him rashly? If he is a wicked person, wouldn't he have saved a snake to come in?"

Hearing a young man's voice suddenly, Xue Yang couldn't help looking at Jin Ling, but his head didn't move, and he thought: Another damn one, this is too much nonsense, he really should pull out his tongue .

Although he was full of hostility in his heart, he didn't show the slightest bit on his face. He smiled slightly and said softly, "Young master is right, it's better for me to go out."

When he smiled, he showed two small canine teeth, no one could see his vicious and sinister eyes through the five-finger-wide bandage.

Xue Yang thought to himself, damn it, it would be like this if he was a Taoist priest!Sure enough, he is easy to be bullied. This kind of talkative person should pull out his tongue, poke his eyes blind, and abolish his cultivation. It is best to refine it into a murderous corpse. Hehe, the young corpse, I haven’t tried it yet .

No matter how vicious and vicious he was in his heart, on the surface he looked like a breeze and bright moon, which made people feel guilty. The other people argued a little bit, and they didn't let the Taoist in white go out.

Suddenly, Xue Yang heard the slight sound of the black cloth slipping down, followed by a moment of silence. He guessed that he must have seen Shuanghua, right?A group of idiots who recognize people by seeing a sword?Sure enough, he is a son of an aristocratic family who doesn't know the dangers in the world. Didn't he know that there is such a thing as killing people and seizing swords?

But with Xiao Xingchen's spiritual power, anyone who can kill him...

Xue Yang's complacent pupils dimmed slightly, his eye sockets were slightly sore, he closed his eyes to cover up his emotions.

Sensing that someone was carefully trying to touch his eyes, Xue Yang showed a look of extreme pain, and took a slight step back imperceptibly, as if he was afraid of being touched by someone's eyes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..." The boy's voice was mixed with apology.

Xue Yang raised his left hand. He was wearing a thin black glove. He seemed to want to cover his eyes, but he didn't dare to touch it. With just a light touch, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. He said softly, "It's okay..."

To make a play, you have to do everything, but for some reason, Xue Yang's eyes are obviously intact, but when he touches his own eyes, he also feels a burning pain, and his throat seems to be suffocated. The voice trembled slightly.

The sound outside the door became more and more abnormal.

Xue Yang imitated Xiao Xingchen's tone, put his life and death aside, and acted righteously, coaxing those juniors to be stupefied and regard him as an elder.

If it wasn't for Wei Wuxian's bowl of porridge being too unpalatable, everything would be perfect.

That bowl of porridge... is really disgusting, I have never eaten such a disgusting and unpalatable thing.

He carefully dealt with the questions Wei Wuxian asked, and between the questions and answers, he already regarded himself as Xiao Xingchen, the Xiao Xingchen who was already lying in the coffin without making a sound.

The sinister giggles of the paper girl sisters came from outside the door, and the laughter was unprecedentedly sharp.

Xue Yang lowered his eyes slightly, thinking, all the walking corpses have surrounded him, if this Yiling Patriarch doesn't make a move, this group of juniors will all be killed here.

He guessed that if the Taoist leader was here at this time, he would stand up with his sword to fight the walking corpses, and give these people a chance to survive.

Since Xiao Xingchen would do this, he naturally had to carry out the play vividly.

As expected, Wei Wuxian saw all the walking corpses surrounding him, and Xue Yang got up to fight, so he immediately used the eye-pointing summoning technique. dark light.

He stretched out his hand and clenched the Shuanghua sword, thought for a moment, and asked, "Your Excellency, will you use the eye-pointing summoning technique?"

He carefully considered his tone of voice, and he was sure that he was similar to Xiao Xingchen. When he heard Wei Wuxian's definite answer, Xue Yang seemed to have a big stone in his heart. After thinking about it, he spoke words of comfort to Wei Wuxian. It's the right way.

These words, this tone of voice, really seemed to be what Xiao Xingchen would say.

Xue Yang was supported and leaned aside. He was sure that the person next to him must be Wei Wuxian, the ancestor of Yiling. He never made ambiguous guesses.

Now that it is confirmed that it is Yiling Patriarch, then his goal can be achieved naturally, Yiling Patriarch will definitely be able to piece together the Taoist priest's soul, he is the only hope left.

If Wei Wuxian can't do it, then just kill him, and it's useless to keep it.

Xue Yang clenched Shuanghua unconsciously, his eyes darkened, he manipulated Song Lan calmly, and then deliberately stepped forward to fight Song Lan, pretending to be weak and fainted to the ground.

He listened to the juniors of Gusu Lan's interrogation, Xue Yang was lying on the ground, hesitating whether to interrupt their interrogation?After thinking about it, that's all, don't bother, no matter what you ask, you will know when you know it, and it's no big deal.

His goal was Wei Wuxian alone from beginning to end.

"The first question, who is he?"

The strings trembled, and he replied, "Song Lan"

"Second question, who was killed?"

After a while of silence, the strings trembled heavily three times, and he replied, "Xiao Xingchen"

Everyone was shocked, Xue Yang lay on the ground, thinking, this Gusu Lan clan's questioning spirit is interesting, I don't know if the little man has learned it secretly, can he use the asking spirit to ask the elder?I can't... because Daoist has always been by my side.

Xue Yang listened to everyone's questioning, but none of them believed that Xiao Xingchen killed Song Lan.

Xue Yang thought in his heart, the Taoist priest killed him, personally, I can testify, hahaha!That sword is very enjoyable, right Daochang Song?They don't believe that Taoist priest killed Song Lan. This group of people is really ridiculous. They lied to them that I was Xiao Xingchen. They all believed it. Now Song Lan told the truth, but they didn't believe it anymore. It's ridiculous, a bunch of idiots!

Xue Yang heard Wei Wuxian interrupt their questioning and quarreling, and asked the third and last key question.

"The third question, who controls it?"

As soon as this question came up, Xue Yang knew that the game was coming to an end, it was too boring, but it was good, it would end sooner, and he could see the Taoist priest sooner, he couldn't wait, waiting for eight years had already made him feel restless No matter what, he is willing to try it.

The strings vibrated, Lan Sizhui explained word by word, "Er, wait, body, back, zhi, person."

When the game was over, Xue Yang sighed inwardly, thinking that this questioning spirit should really be learned by the little dwarf.