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Liao Yunchen closed his eyes and took two steps forward. When he opened his eyes again, there was already a bustling market in front of him. Unlike before in the box, there were exotic flowers and plants in full bloom here, and clothes fluttering everywhere. The fragrant beauty is surrounded by towers, water pavilions, exquisite towers, and in the distance there are many mountains and green peaks.

Liao Yunchen stood on the street, and he found that the people around him were real monks, not the so-called fabrications of illusions.

He frowned, and walked along the street, when suddenly a peddler pushed a cart over, and just as he dodged sideways, he was thrown into the arms of a woman.

"Sorry, are you alright?"

The woman raised her head from his arms and looked at him with a little apology. The woman was dressed unusually unrestrained, but it was a tube top dress wrapped in trembling breasts, and the silk robe slightly covered her body. Body shape, this outfit makes people's first reaction is that of a prostitute.

Liao Yunchen stared at the woman's half-exposed breasts the moment the woman raised her head, not because of anything else, but because there was a painting of blood vines on the breasts.

As the owner of the blood vine, he can naturally tell whether it is a painting or a real blood vine.But the man he killed just now did indeed have blood vines growing on his body!

"Fellow Daoist is staring at the little girl like this, but if you want to have a good time, Fellow Daoist looks good."

The woman's voice is charming and sweet, she has a decal on her forehead, and the color on her lips is bright and attractive. She is an irresistible beauty. This beauty is half lying in Liao Yunchen's arms. She stretches out her well-maintained Gently stroking Liao Yunchen's cheek with the palm of his hand, a bit of obsession flashed in his eyes, and a small lilac tongue protruded from his lips, as if he wanted to taste the taste of Liao Yunchen's lips.

"Zhai Qiu..." Liao Yun looked at the person in his arms coldly, the beauty in his arms smiled coquettishly, and his voice was as beautiful as a silver bell: "What are you talking about, my family is a dragon clothes."

She stretched out her hand to grab Liao Yunchen's wrist, and put his hand on her snow-white breast with a touch of bright red, she tiptoed slightly, as if this person was nestled in Liao Yunchen's arms.

"Do you want to touch it?" The woman's voice became softer and sweeter, and the breath around her was also faintly sweet, as if tempting Liao Yunchen to do something.Liao Yun stared at her coldly, the hand that was originally on the woman's chest did not move away, but directly broke into the chest, and grabbed the blood vine that had grown from the heart.

Long Yi was still lying in his arms, letting the blood on her chest stain her clothes red, letting the blood in her mouth overflow from the corner of her mouth, she started coughing because she couldn't breathe, but even so she was still obediently lying on Liao In Yunchen's arms, a bloody hand stroked Liao Yunchen's cheek, as if he was afraid that he would hurt him if he struck hard.

And Liao Yunchen couldn't care about these anymore, he looked at the vine shaking in his hand and wanted to escape in disbelief, and with a final grasp, he directly pulled its root out from the woman's chest.

"what……"

Long Yi let out a cry of pain, and finally the pale and slightly twitching white soft palm slipped down.She lost her breath in his arms. Liao Yunchen stroked the hard stone at the bottom of the vine with an unpredictable expression. This was undoubtedly the one he put in. Why did it appear on the two of them? Could something be wrong? Did that man from the Western Regions accidentally get blood vines on it?

So this woman is the body?

Liao Yunchen suddenly threw away the corpse in his hand, and the person who was already utterly dead suddenly got up on the ground, his face was covered with blood.She lay on the ground and smiled foolishly, but those who had turned a blind eye to them all suddenly stopped, and all of them looked at Liao Yunchen blankly.

Sure enough... this woman is eye-catching.

As soon as Liao Yunchen stretched out his hand, the sword that was originally carried behind his back appeared in his hand. As soon as he took out the sword, it seemed that a glint of snow reflected in the dark alley, but those people still stood there blankly, their eyes wide open. He looked at him blankly, as if he didn't notice the danger from Liao Yun's Chenhan blade at all.

Just when the sword in Liao Yunchen's hand was about to be chopped off, suddenly there was a roar in the space, and a brick wall at the intersection was completely shattered, and a woman appeared there with a murderous look on her face.

It's Lian Niyue.

The moment Lian Niyue broke in, the space collapsed in an instant, and Liao Yunchen found himself lying on a bed with the dragon clothes lying on his body, looking at him quietly.

She was just an illusion just now.

She noticed that Liao Yunchen had a gentle smile on his face when he woke up, and the blood vine on his chest was still where it should have been.Liao Yunchen didn't move, just turned his head and looked out of the window as if he felt something, the next second Lian Niyue broke in through the window, and flew towards Longyi with the long knife in his hand.

Long Yi didn't even try to hide, she still lay on Liao Yunchen's body, raised the long knife and flew back, and in the next second she was strangled by Liao Yunchen.

"Who are you and what is your relationship with Zhai Qiu?"

The woman trembled slightly, looked at Liao Yunchen with tears in her eyes, and said in a hoarse voice with some grievances: "Mr.

Liao Yunchen's hands tightened even more, and his tone became more rigid: "Say, what's the matter?"

The woman was looking at him with disappointment at first, but at last the corners of her mouth were full of a smile, that smile was as weird as it could be in Liao Yunchen's eyes: "Lang Jun asked in such detail, what is it? Are you jealous?"

The woman stretched out the tip of her tongue and lightly licked the vermilion on her lips, and touched Liao Yunchen's face with her jade-like hands, but before she could touch her, a hand was cut off by the knife gang next to her. Lian Niyue, who had a gloomy face, had already come behind her.

"Young master, don't let this Hehuan Sect demon girl go."

Lian Niyue's knife was against Longyi's back, but he didn't dare to act without Liao Yunchen's order. Liao Yunchen's face turned pale when he heard the word jealous, because he was pinching the woman's hand subconsciously. With so much force, the woman let out a cry of pain.

"You really know him, tell me, where is he?"

Long Yi gasped: "I can only tell you, don't try to escape, don't run away, you can't leave, you can't leave, no matter where you are."

Liao Yunchen tried again, and Longyi closed his eyes tightly, as if he couldn't bear the pain, his eyelashes were like butterflies about to fly: "You were born to be him, so no matter how old you grow or how far you flee, No matter who snatches you away, you are still his..."

When she finished saying this, Lian Niyue's knife had pierced through her dantian, and the blade immediately formed a thin sheet of frost, freezing the woman's last moment of joy on her face.Liao Yunchen released her expressionlessly, let her slip to the ground, turned around and walked out.

The reason for this is not for anything else, but because a voice suddenly sounded in his mind. Since he entered meditation 13 years ago, this old ghost seems to have disappeared and never appeared again. Today, he just killed the dragon. When I was wearing clothes, there was a sudden movement in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Why did you suddenly wake up?"

An inexplicable and particularly intriguing expression appeared on the old ghost's face: "Before, I always felt that someone was using some kind of power to restrain me. Today you killed that woman, and this power suddenly weakened, and I naturally woke up."

Liao Yun lowered his eyes. He probably guessed that it was Zhai Qiu's reason. Maybe he killed Zhai Qiu's body. This power has weakened, so the original restraint on the old ghost has also disappeared a lot.

"That's good." He paused here, and then said: "If you meet someone who still has this kind of power in the future, remember to tell me."

The expression on the old ghost's face began to become particularly meaningful. He looked at Liao Yunchen with a gloomy expression on his face: "There is another person who has always been by your side."

"Who?"

Liao Yunchen thought of Xie Shu in an instant. Although this person didn't have blood vines on his chest before, but now that Zhai Qiu has even created a clone, there is naturally no way to blind him, but the old ghost said A name that stunned him.

"Your maid, Lian Niyue."

Liao Yunchen stopped in his tracks. He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the building he had just walked out of. There was a plaque on the upper floor with three words written in silver hooks: Hundred Flowers Collection.

And in this building, Lian Niyue pulled out a long knife behind Longyi, without even looking at Longyi, but took out a bottle, and when she opened the first bottle and smelled the wine in it, she was stunned After a while, a little blush appeared on his cheeks, and finally he put away the bottle reluctantly, glanced at Long Yi's body at his feet with a sneer, took out another bottle from his arms and put it on the ground , the aroma overflowed from the bottle, and some black dead energy was attracted in a blink of an eye, and in the end it was so strong that it covered Longyi's body.

Lian Niyue looked at the cloud of black mist coldly, and finally said only five words: "Useless trash."

After finishing these, she jumped out of the window, leaving only the dragon clothes shrouded in death.The dead air gradually adhered to her wound, and she recovered her body at a speed visible to the naked eye. It seemed that some black air entered her mouth and nose. After a while, she was able to breathe. Bit by bit was devoured by her.

She lay on the ground and opened her eyes. The smile on the corner of her mouth was cold and ironic. She reached out and took the bottle beside her, licking the mouth of the bottle obsessively with the tip of her tongue. Her eyes became colder as they glanced out the window.

"Just a piece of shit to be thrown away."

She groaned contentedly, hugged the bottle in her arms and closed her eyes, as if she had fallen asleep.

At this time, Lian Niyue, who had just caught up with Liao Yunchen, showed a gentle smile and bowed to him: "Young master, the follow-up has been cleaned up."