devil in heart

【God please, the blood dragon comes out】

If there is a next time...

Jing An chewed these words repeatedly, pursed his lips: "Have you ever been left behind?"

After thinking about it, he seemed unwilling to ask: "By whom?"

Xie Muyou stared at him and shook his head, leaned closer, the two of them squeezed close, Jing An could smell the special tranquilizing fragrance on Xie Qi's body.

"Guess, if you do it all over again, would Bai Xu still sleep in that bed knowing Qu Hanqing's arrangement?" Xie Muyou raised his hand and clenched his wrist, "It's enough to be stupid once, I won't be stupid again of."

After saying that, he seemed to feel much more relaxed, and with this posture, he pulled Jing An up: "Go, I will take you to do bad things."

bad thing?

The big fat bird screamed in anxiety, two souls got into Xie Muyou's pocket, but it found that it couldn't even get into the backpack.

As soon as Xie Qi and Jing An turned their heads, they saw the big fat bird sticking themselves into the black backpack.

Jing An: "..."

Xie Muyou: "..."

The corner of Jing An's mouth twitched: "Do you want to take this stupid bird?"

Xie Muyou had no idea at first, but seeing the disgust on Jing An's face, he couldn't help but want to bully him.

"It's not impossible to carry it..." He watched Jing An's face turn black and said, "But if you don't like—"

"Yeah———"

The proposal met with fierce opposition from Big Fat Bird.

Jing An rubbed his nose, inexplicably feeling like a bad person: "Well, it's not that I don't like it..."

"Someone is there!!"

Xie Muyou raised his eyebrows, picked up his backpack and dragged Jing An, and ran away.

The big fat bird swayed and fell directly into his backpack. From a distance, it looked like Xie Muyou had peacock feathers on his head.

The people who were chasing them didn't know what was going on. The target was obvious, but they became confused after chasing them. When they stopped, they wondered what they were chasing just now?Why do you want to chase people here if you don't sleep well in the morning?

Little did he know that someone was asking for praise for the little trick he had just performed.

"Treat him in the same way." Xie Muyou suppressed his schadenfreude smile, lowered his voice and explained in a breathy voice, "I saw the flower array in Bai Xu's memory, just now we happened to be in the flower field Here, I borrowed their own formation to punish them."

Of course, he changed the killing intent in the flower formation, and of course the formation he changed would not let them go so easily.

Just in another way.

Just as he was talking, the bustling voices below suddenly disappeared, and Xie Muyou also stopped the voice, pointing to the bottom to mean that they were about to start.

Jing An closed his mouth regretfully, but when he remembered Xie Qi's flamboyant little eyes just now, he couldn't help stretching out his palm and rubbing his head.

Xie Qi opened his eyes wide.

The big fat bird who had just removed his head from the backpack also opened his eyes wide.

Too much!It's fine for two spirits like this, but why are these two decent people like this? !

The people in the meeting below did not notice the three uninvited guests on the wide beams.

The patriarch solemnly announced the start of the meeting: "I, summon all the clansmen here, for our children and grandchildren, our descendants!"

"The death of Zhiwu, Zhiling, Zhikong, and Qingmin." The patriarch's loud voice resounded in the ears of everyone present.

Xie Muyou and Jing An were also taken aback, they only knew that the little boy named Zhiwu died, but how could there be so many people in just one night?

And, why did they all die?

"Qing Yu, you can tell the rest." The patriarch knocked on the crutches, turned around and returned to the main seat, and the moment he turned around, his expression showed exhaustion.

Three of the most potential juniors died, and the only young generation who died—Qing Min was still his first disciple.Such a blow was too much for him at his age.

Ding Yu was at the head of the line. She took off her intricately patterned clothes and changed into a plain white one. Unlike Xie Muyou's silver-white nobleness, she was very pitiful.She also tied a white hairband on her head, coupled with her red eyes, people couldn't help feeling pity.

"Zhiwu, Zhiling, and Zhikong are my nephews and direct siblings. Brother Min is... my fiancé. Qing Yu is here to beg all the clansmen to find out the truth and give them an explanation." Ding Yu said in Xie Muyou and Under Jing An's puzzled eyes, he knelt down slowly towards the clansmen: "Today, in order to find out the truth, Qing Yu dared to invite the ancestors and gods."

Before the words fell, the audience was in an uproar.

No one seemed to have anticipated her actions.

"Qing Yu, although human life is at stake, why are the ancestors and gods inviting you so casually? Isn't it a bit too child's play?"

Ding Yu looked up, stared at the clansman who questioned her, and said sharply: "It's not just my relatives who died, but also the future of the Que family. If the truth can be clarified to save our mutual suspicion, why not No? Are you questioning the divine power of the ancestral gods? Or... do you want the murderer to go unpunished?"

The man shut his mouth resentfully, but the fact that the patriarch did not say anything to stop him had already shown his attitude.In addition, the three most promising potential stocks died, and although Qing Min was Qing Yu's fiancé, if the patriarch was determined to pass on the position of patriarch to his relatives.They hope that Qing Min, who is calm and generous, will take over the position of patriarch, rather than Qing Yu, who is aloof and arrogant.

The discussion gradually died down...

There are no fools in the Que family. Anyone can analyze the situation. Facing the future patriarch, it is better not to say some things.Not to mention that I can protect myself, but I am afraid that I will be beaten as a murderer now.

They can only hope that the ancestors and gods who have not appeared for a long time will be effective.

Everyone was sweating for themselves in their hearts. For people who are not murderers, an ineffective search is more terrifying than the murderer lurking beside them.

On the other hand, Jing An was speechless. How powerful he was for these people, after a long time he was a group of fanatical superstitionists.

Xie Muyou seemed to see Jing An's thoughts, shook his head, and compared his mouth.

This sentence almost made Jing An laugh out loud, what Xie Qi said was - "They are not stupid, they are just bad."

After finally holding back his laughter, Jing An gave him a warning look, and if he teased him again, they would be exposed.

Xie Muyou raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, and took out the hilt of the iron-cast sword from his backpack with his backhand. If it was a big deal, he would kill it directly, so what if he threw Queshi away?

Jing An thought, Que's actions had really stepped on Xie Qi's bottom line, but he was particularly pleasing to Xie Qi like this.

Thinking about Huatian's conversation before, he felt that Xie Qi like this made people feel more comfortable.

Xie Qi shouldn't be like that, so what should it be like?

Jing An squinted his eyes and turned his head to look at Xie Qi, who was watching the show with great interest.Yes, Xie Qi should be jumping up and down without any scruples, it should be revenge, it should be... In short, he really doesn't like seeing Xie Qi with his hands tied.

It's like being aggrieved by Li Qing's assassination, and tired of being led by Qu Wan... He didn't know what Xie Qi was afraid of, or why he put the shackles on himself.

But Jing An didn't like any of these.

He wanted to see Xie Qi happy and full of love and hatred.

These thoughts rushed into Jing An's mind, but he didn't think about it, from the first time he saw Xie Qi, Xie Qi was already cautious and self-reliant.

He felt that the appearance Xie Qi should have had never appeared in his memory, since it had never appeared, why put on the shackles?

Jing An's brain is like a nine-linked chain covered with mist. Only when the mist clears can he see the level clearly.

There is fog in his mind, and the people below are also foggy.

Although the people of the Que clan are traditional, they are no longer ancient times. Using ancestors and gods to solve cases?Everyone didn't believe it in their hearts, but no one dared to stop Ding Yu.

Standing in front of a jade bowl decorated with peacocks, Ding Yu slashed his wrist with the sharpened bird screen hairpin.

Soon, the jade bowl was filled with blood. Ding Yu held up the jade bowl and knelt down reverently, and poured the blood in the bowl into the cauldron in front of the tablet.Everyone saw that the moment the blood poured down, blue smoke rose from the cauldron.

Qingyan lingered among the tablets of the ancestors and the gods, and finally lingered on the tablets of the gods.

Ding Yu was overjoyed, put his hands together like peacock fingers in front of his forehead, and kowtowed three times respectfully: "Qing Yu, the [-]th generation descendant of the Que family, is here to make an alliance with blood, and I implore the Black Dragon Immortal Lord to investigate and deal with our clan. A murderer who killed his people."

The corners of Xie Muyou's mouth twitched when he heard the words "Black Dragon Immortal" on the beam, the disgust and sarcasm in his eyes couldn't go away.

Jing An saw it in his eyes, touched his shoulder with his shoulder, and said softly: "Don't bear with it, I'll be the one to overthrow Que later, I don't think they are pleasing to the eye."

Big Fat Bird: "..." Well, it's hard for a lone bird to sing.

However, wasn't there a sword in the bag just now?Why can't he find it?The white peacock kept looking for the sword in the backpack with its claws, and found sadly that his dream of the rivers and lakes might not come true.

After Ding Yu's words were spoken, a dragon chant suddenly came from a distance after a long time.

The blood in the cauldron in front of him flew out, forming a blood dragon that spread its teeth and claws in the air. The blood dragon was not big, but it was enough to shock everyone.

But not including Jing An and Xie Muyou.

Jing An snorted: "If they were really this powerful, wouldn't they have unified the Central Plains long ago?"

Xie Muyou muttered, "Where are they aliens? It's almost like a magician."

The blood soaked the previously written prayer, and a line of big characters appeared on the soaked red paper under the eyes of everyone: "The one with the blood dragon on his body is the murderer of the four people."

blood dragon?

Everyone is looking at each other.

Someone suddenly yelled—"Look at Qing Liu! There is blood on the back of her neck!!!"

Qingliu...

Jing An and Xie Muyou looked at each other, and they both remembered the bird-screen hairpin that Ding Yu had given them with the word "Liu" engraved on it.