The villain does one good thing every day

Tang Liao came down from the top with a thunderbolt, from the top all the way through the beam and through the board, the whole Qingyizhang shook violently, with the momentum of shaking the earth and the mountains.

Qingsong didn't change her face, and just looked up in front of the huge noise, still squatting beside Yu Yao, raised her hand and melted a black knife carved with golden flowers, and pressed it against Yu Yao's throat.

Tang Liao rushed down, reached this floor, passed down from the roof, facing Qingsong's head, a gust of wind blew up, split the protective qigong around Qingsong's body, and chopped it down.

Qingsong leaned back, turned over and walked away, lightly dodging the overwhelming attack of Tang Liao.

The cold weapon plunged into the ground quickly, the resistance was fierce, the blade was still shaking slightly, flashing a cold light, listening carefully, there was still hissing sword energy, and made a dignified sound.

Qingsong looked at the sword and smacked his lips: "Good sword."

Yu Yao supported the sword and stood up, and immediately recovered her strength the moment she touched Hang Liao, presumably the weakness just now was caused by a curse.

The small black knife in Qingsong's hand suddenly swelled up, and when he held it in his hand, his figure changed and he slashed towards him.

He guessed that this man with an unstable soul was not good at spells, so he was in his bag, but he used [-]% of his strength to give the sword a little bit of a slack.

Unexpectedly, the black knife he slashed was blocked by Yu Yao's raised horizontal sword.The two fronts staggered, sparks splashed.

Qingsong was taken aback, and took advantage of his chopping power to surpass Yu Yao's head, holding the knife with both hands, and pressed hard.

Yu Yao, who was holding the sword below, was naturally outnumbered in physical strength, and was crushed to the knees, gritted his teeth and carried it to death.

This is not the way, Yu Yao made a dangerous move, let go, and rolled to the side, the black knife was cutting his robe.

Yu Yao exchanged swords with both hands, took off his robe with a shake of his shoulders, rolled on the spot, circled behind Qingsong, and stabbed straight with the sword neatly.

Qingsong was startled, and jumped away on tiptoe, leaning against the wall, like a cat, with a strange light in his eyes: "I didn't realize that there is such a skill..."

Yu Yao stood up, looked at him, and walked around to a corner far away from Quan Wuyong, attracting Qingsong's attention: "You are not bad, you can hide from the twister."

Qingsong narrowed his eyes: "Tang Liao... this is Tang Liao...then... you are Ling Xing?"

Yu Yao clenched the sword tightly, observing the gap between the green pine: "What do you think?"

Qingsong raised his hand, simply put away the knife, and threw it on the ground casually, the knife dissipated like a puff of smoke.

Yu Yao smiled: "Isn't it convenient for you to hold weapons like this?"

Qingsong didn't smile: "I don't have time, so I won't fight with you."

Yu Yao was taken aback for a moment, and saw Qingsong jumping down from the wall, stepping on the wall with one foot, and catapulting over with the momentum.

He hastily swung his sword, but panicked in his heart. From what he heard, Qingsong obviously didn't intend to fight him with a sword, but when it comes to spells, he doesn't...

Sure enough, Qingsong suddenly turned into several in the air, attacking from all directions.

Yu Yao said silently, calm down, there is only one.

He stared at the first one, guessing that it must be the one with the most stable figure.

But to his surprise, when he stabbed with his sword, the "green pine" disappeared like smoke.

Yu Yao groaned secretly, and turned around again, facing Qingsong's blood-red pupils, stabbing Yu Yao's throat with a small black knife.

Yu Yao thought, it's over.

The knife pierced Yu Yao's skin, but barely stopped.

Yu Yao was stunned.

Looking at Qingsong again, it seems that he has experienced more suffering. His hand holding the knife trembled, as if he was about to stretch forward, but also seemed to be pulled back.

Qingsong's face and body were being pulled, as if someone wanted to raise an objection.

The thick male voice appeared again, and he said, "Qiu Shanfeng, what do you mean?"

The sharp girl yelled immediately: "Throw him back down!"

Yu Yao took a step back, avoiding the sharp edge of the knife.

But Qingsong's struggle was not over yet, his hands trembled more violently, he threw away the knife, and knelt down on the ground.

Yu Yao looked over, and all kinds of black afterimages began to appear around Qingsong, surrounding Qingsong's body, appearing and disappearing from time to time.A certain black figure came out of the body, ran far away, and was pulled back by a thread, a cloud of black mist, arguing endlessly.

At this time, the voices of Qingsong had gradually become clear, and the same sentence sounded: "Bring him back! Take him back!"

Soon, a shadow ran out of Qingsong's body, running outwards in an aggressive posture, as if trying to get out of the body.As soon as he pulled his feet out, many shadows stretched out their hands to drag him. This shadow picked up the knife on the ground with one hand, and slashed his leg that was hugged by other shadows.

It is impossible to imagine what kind of pain such a split would be to the shadow. Other black shadows would smoke when they touched the small black knife, and those black shadows would change places and wrap around other parts of him again.

The shadow finally separates itself from Qingsong's body, but it's already broken.

Yu Yao looked at the shadow and grasped the sword again. He guessed that this was the "Autumn Mountain Breeze".

The shadow swayed a few times, and walked straight towards Yu Yao.

Yu Yao pointed his sword at him, twisting hissingly, the evil sword can cut evil, they will not be unaware.

The shadow limped close to Yu Yao and stopped a step away from him.

Then, knelt down.

He knelt down on one knee, supported his knee with his left hand, and slapped his left shoulder hard with his right stump, hammering three times in a row.

Yu Yao's hands trembled.

"Beihai...thirteenth regiment...?"

The shadow lowered its head.

Qingsong had already returned to her normal posture, and rushed towards the shadow.

The shadow raised his head abruptly, and swung his knife at Qingsong, the knife also drew a wave of energy, forcing Qingsong not to move forward.

Shadow turned around, holding the knife to Yu Yao with both hands.

Yu Yao stretched out her hand tremblingly, and took the knife from the illusory afterimage.

Shadow lowered his head.

Qingsong took another step forward.

Yu Yao shot Tang Liao backhandedly, and stuck in front of Qingsong's feet, blocking his pace.

Holding a sharp knife, Yu Yao approached the shadow, squatted down, looked at the shadow whose face could not be seen clearly, clenched the knife tightly, and gritted her teeth.

"Go on."

Then a knife pierced the throat.

At this moment, Yu Yao felt that the shadow was gradually becoming brighter, showing a faint portrait of a person.The knife in Yu Yao's hand pierced what was supposed to be a shadow of nothingness, but it was bleeding profusely.

Warm blood flowed onto Yu Yao's hands, like a living person.

Yu Yao stretched out her hand, touched him, and touched his body.

When the shadow remained, he felt Yu Yao's hand, which was a physical touch, proving that he had a sense of touch.This is a fleeting feeling of being human.

He shuddered in surprise.

Yu Yao patted him on the shoulder.

The man bowed his head to him, and suddenly dispersed.

Until the end, Yu Yao couldn't see who he was.

Gritting her teeth, Qingsong spat on the ground, cursed fiercely, and kicked the twister away.The momentum of this kick was extremely fierce, and it was rushing towards the broken sword.

Tang Liao felt this, the bullet flew out and hit the wall, just about to move, the evil spirit from the green pine wrapped it, invaded the sword body, and was about to break it from the inside.

Qingsong herself stepped on Yu Yao's head and rubbed it twice: "What are you? Someone who dares to kill me."

His feet were so strong that Yu Yao's ears rang from stepping on it.

Qingsong raised his foot and was about to collapse, and his head could be crushed with one kick.

Suddenly there was a bell ringing.

The roof of the room exploded with a thunderbolt, and a shadow rushed from the sky, with black spells in its scarlet pupils.

The shadow reached the top of Qingsong's head in a blink of an eye, and kicked Qingsong out, smashing through several identical rooms.

Ling Xing stretched out his hand, and it turned into a red flag with a tiger dragon painted on it, and stuck it on the ground, the ground cracked and sank, Ling Xing clasped his palms together, and shouted: "Kill!"

The gust of wind suddenly rose, and the tiger dragon on the red flag turned into a black shadow, jumped out more and more, and immediately roared in all directions, and a wave of air rolled away, clearing the evil formation everywhere, the unfinished act of breaking the building just now, this blow , it is completed.

Qingyizhang has 26 floors, from top to bottom, rocks and tiles fall, shake and collapse.

But the Tiger Jiao roared unceasingly, filled the building with evil species, covered their ears and screamed, ran and fled, killed themselves at the sound, and cried and howled all over the place.

Yu Yao got up and grabbed Ling Xing: "Okay!"

As soon as he touched Ling Xing, he was blocked by the hot black air on his body, bounced to the side, and slammed into the wall fiercely.

Ling Xing stopped immediately, pulled up the flag and waved it, Hujiao ran back to the flag, Ling Xing took the flag.

He rushed to Yu Yao's side and helped Yu Yao up.

Yu Yao supported her head, frowned because of the pain, and was about to faint in a daze. She grabbed Ling Xing's clothes and said, "Don't collapse... you'll kill someone..." After saying that, she passed out.

Ling Xing stretched out her index finger, and tapped his forehead, and it turned red, dispelling Yu Yao's pain.

Ling Xing put her palms on the ground, chanted a few mantras, and then crawled out many small monsters, and grew up in the wind, crawled along Qing Yizhang's pillars, hung up the collapsed beams of Qing Yizhang, and was killed by Qing Yizhang. The broken pillars were propped up, and within a short while, the five floors of Qingyizhang had been propped up, and the upper floors collapsed on the top with a layer of evil spirit-although it would not last long.There were also a few mobs who pulled out both the living and the dead and arranged them in a row.

***

When Yu Yao came to his senses, An Dan was fighting with Qingsong, swords were on the verge of breaking out.Ling Xing sat on the stool drinking and looked at them with nothing to do with her.Yan Laixing was also very excited. He had injuries of various sizes, his clothes were torn and half of his body was stained with blood, but he was in good spirits.Lin Wuyang shrank aside, and Miss Yue replied a few words in the fierce dispute while rubbing the medicine on him.Quan Wuyong sat aside with little energy, eating something to replenish his strength.

Yu Yao woke up, reacted for a while, thought of that Qiu Shanfeng, jumped off the bed straight, rushed to Qingsong, grabbed his collar: "Who are you?"

Qingsong pushed his hand away: "Is this hard to guess?"

An Dan shook the shackles in his hand: "Today I caught you, you evildoer!"

Seeing the anger of the crowd, Qingsong laughed, hooked his feet, hooked up a stool, sat down, and looked at An Dan: "It's up to you?"

An Dan was angry: "You..." He looked at Ling Xing again, but Ling Xing still poured the wine by himself.

Qingsong cupped his fists at Ling Xing: "I heard about the Donghu incident, but you didn't do anything, so I pretended I didn't see what happened just now. I won't touch your people today, and you won't break my rule."

Ling Xing looked up at him: "It's easy to say."

An Dan drew his sword and pointed at Qingsong: "Let's make a move."

Qingsong lazily took out the cigarette pot, lit it for herself, took a puff leisurely, and puffed on An Dan.

An Dan wanted to cut it, but Miss Yue came over, she stared at Qingsong: "The one who is here now, are you our senior brother?"

Qingsong looked at her contemptuously.

Miss Yue took a step closer: "I mean, are you still from Zou Shan?"

This is obviously the real name of "Old Man Qingsong", because no one has mentioned it for a long time, so Qingsong himself was taken aback for a while.

Yu Yao stared at him: "You are not from Qijin, are you?"

Qingsong lowered her head, gritted her teeth, and said bitterly, "You know nothing."