The villains are all my ex-boyfriends [Jian San]

Gu Jinxiao glanced at Lin Youhuang, and said softly with a metal-like voice, "Earlier, later, it's all the same. We will always be in the same camp."

When he said this, Lin Youhuang laughed even more happily.

Gu Jinxiao listened to the sound of killing inside, and said calmly: "What is the brown liquid that you dripped into that cup of tea?"

Lin Youhuang took out an ordinary-looking small porcelain bottle and handed it to him casually.

Gu Jinxiao pushed open the cork on the bottle mouth with one hand, Lin Youhuang's long eyelashes fluttered when she saw it, "Be careful, don't get it on."

"very dangerous?"

Lin Youhuang shook his head, and lazily said, "No, that's it, don't waste it. If you don't drink it, you'll be fine."

"Maybe, I can make some new ones." Gu Jinxiao still took the bottle, sniffed it lightly, and then removed it.

A faint and complex aroma, including sawdust, plants, ironware... and the smell of blood.

Lin Youhuang's voice finally fell: "Yes, you are an alchemist. Do alchemists know this kind of thing?"

Gu Jinxiao stuffed the bottle and returned it, and suddenly pursed her lips and smiled, with only a slight change in expression, the gloom in the corners of her eyes turned into a contemptuous arrogance.

"Of course." Gu Jinxiao's voice was cold with a hint of elusive mystery, "Not only can the dead be controlled, but the living can also be controlled."

Lin Youhuang asked curiously, "How?"

Gu Jinxiao's hands were on the stone table, from left to right, caressing vaguely, a long piano appeared there out of thin air.

"Like this." He played a piece of soothing and melodious ancient music with his fingertips, like a mountain wind passing through the forest, and left impromptu.

Lin Youhuang's eyes sharpened suddenly, and he found himself standing up, under the circumstances that he had absolutely no intention of doing so.

An inexplicable force dominated his body, making him walk to Gu Jinxiao's side.

Lin Youhuang's fingers were naturally raised and placed on the strings.

Then, the fingers seemed to have their own will, and they plucked freely on the strings, harmoniously and harmoniously with Gu Jinxiao's rhythm, as if they had played together like this countless times.

Until the complete song "Pingsha Luoyan" was played, Lin Youhuang suddenly realized that he could move again.

"Ha. Interesting." Lin Youhuang smiled quite amusingly, her eyes were sharp and shining, and she didn't even have any intention of guarding against it.

Two people, one stand and one sit.

Gu Jinxiao raised her eyes sideways, her long eyebrows were drawn into her temples, her eyes were like cold pools, and she looked at him with a slight curve on her lips.

Lin Youhuang lowered her eyes, looked at him intently, almost fascinated: "I really saw the right person, you and I are the same kind of people."

Gu Jinxiao did not dare to recognize this false name.

He still needs to play the piano and chant mantras, and the control is only limited for a period of time, but Lin Youhuang only needs one instruction.

The commotion in Xiaoshengshuzhuang ended.

Lin Youhuang and Gu Jinxiao boarded a pitch-black sedan chair, carried by a group of living corpses, moving forward lightly without touching the ground.

Behind them was a group of living dead, and at the end was Qiu Chengxiu who was neither human nor ghost.

The low-key and luxurious sedan chair is surrounded by black gauze, just like the legendary Pluto traveling in a car.

If someone in the wilderness saw it, they would be too scared to look up.

Gu Jinxiao closed her eyes and rested her mind.

Bored, Lin Youhuang leaned his face to the side and looked at his face casually.I have to say, those two brothers and sisters...the two brothers really look alike.

"During this period of time, you seem to have been out of energy. But is your body sick?" Lin Youhuang said.

Since yesterday morning, after sending Gu Xiangzhi away, Gu Mowen began to appear from time to time, this kind of tired and resting scene.

Gu Jinxiao didn't open her eyes, the reason why she was like this in front of Lin Youhuang, of course, was because Gu Jinxiao would return to Gu Xiangzhi from time to time to chat with He Jiuqing.

"No problem. It will be fine in a few days."

After all, one person plays two roles.It's like this when an actor plays a role.

Lin Youhuang lowered her voice: "Sleep, I'll call you when we arrive at Fallen Flower Valley."

He guessed that it was because their brothers and sisters...the two brothers could not see each other.This meeting, even though Gu Xiangzhi was in a coma, it still had an impact on Gu Mowen.

I don't know, what will happen to Gu Xiangzhi?

"Speaking of which, why is the lantern playing Shen Beidou beside you missing?"

Gu Jinxiao groaned softly, her brows furrowed slightly, but she couldn't open her eyes.

When Gu Mowen was weak like this, Lin Youhuang couldn't help laughing, but he didn't make a sound after all.

……

Shenlong is not by Gu Mowen's side, of course he is by Gu Xiangzhi's side.

After all, Gu Mowen is the Great Demon King, no one dares to do anything to him, the safety of Miss Qinniang is hard to guarantee.

With it following, it can remotely remind Gu Jinxiao of possible accidents over there.However, so far nothing.He Jiuqing took good care of them.

"A lot of dead souls have been added to the inner world, won't Master Shenlong go and have a look?"

Shenlong didn't know what he was doing, so he said quite comfortably: [No, the reincarnation platform in the dead city has been preliminarily built, and they will all be absorbed there.The aura of heaven and earth has its own definite number, and if the definite number doesn't work, they will call me.Gu Jinxiao, how are you doing? 】

"Lin Youhuang has a potion in his hand, just a few drops can turn a living person into a living corpse."

The liquid in the small porcelain bottle is very familiar.It is reminiscent of the liquid that appeared in the mirror of the dream in the ancestral hall of the Yan family, which was reflected in the world in vain.

Before the Yan family's eldest blood sacrifice to the whole family, he ordered the living corpse to forcefully pour the liquid from the altar dripping with his blood into the mouths of all the Yan family members.

As soon as Gu Jinxiao opened it, she found that there were various kinds of voodoo and liquid medicine inside, but the most important thing was a strange kind of blood.

"It's the blood of a man from the Yan family. All the voodoo liquids are to keep the blood active."

[What's wrong with this blood?What kind of blood has this ability? 】

"In this blood, there is the power of the ancient Shu great witch, which is extremely evil and dark. The ancestor of the Yan family may have integrated a very powerful witch blood. This blood can control corpses, living people, and even psychics. Perhaps the entire Yan family Only patriarchs have it."

【Wow, it's so powerful, even with your blood, it probably wouldn't be able to do it.It's a pity that the Yan family's bloodline is now cut off. 】

Gu Jinxiao said lightly: "Don't forget that there is God Fu. Her descendants may also have this ability."

"But where did Lin Youhuang get the ability to make those living dead obey his orders? He doesn't have the blood of the Yan family."

This is what Gu Jinxiao cares about.

The matter went back to the mysterious alchemist who was looming behind Lin Youhuang.

This alchemist hid too deeply, and until now there is no real evidence to prove that there was such a person.

【That bad alchemist definitely exists! 】Shenlong was so angry that he wanted to explode immediately, 【Tomorrow afternoon is the third day, let's go to that house to see that ghost of impermanence.That's where we first found the living dead, and it's certainly not ordinary. 】

"Okay." Lin Youhuang hadn't entered Luohua Valley at that time, but Yan Shuangfei was turned into a living dead by him. It was impossible for him to get the Gu blood from the Yan family at that time.

The most interesting thing is that in Fallen Flower Valley, there are only living corpses.And all the living dead were brought in by Lin Youhuang.

Although the two parties seem to come from the same vein, they are completely different technologies.

Falling Flower Valley has Shu witch blood, which can explain how they did it.Where did Lin Youhuang get the means?

"Then tomorrow afternoon, go back to the autumn water where the sky is as clear as the moon."

……

However, a lot can happen in one day.

For example, Lin Youhuang was very interested and selected two more from the death list.

This time, within a day, he was separated by hundreds of miles, and he wiped out two families at once.

Moreover, there are no rules to follow.

One is a rookie in martial arts who just got up, and the other is the Yin family, a prominent family in Shu.

Now, the superficial calm can no longer be maintained.

The Yin family, a prominent family in Nashu, has a history of 500 years.Even the Qilin Villa of a wealthy family is just a rising star in front of them.If such a family is related to the blood sacrifice casting in Luohua Valley, it would be too terrifying.

The most frightening thing is that even such a towering giant tree can be uprooted in the Valley of the Dead. How dare other people not be in danger?

"If things go on like this, if one day Dead Man's Valley randomly points at someone and says that he has sacrificed blood, with empty mouth, white teeth, and a yellow paper form, he will be sentenced to death? There is no place to even cry for grievances. Don't we all depend on him Is the Valley of the Dead living with a face?"

"Yes, yes, killing people and seizing treasures is not so overbearing. We can't really let the Valley of the Dead be our King of Hades!"

"But what he said on the yellow form, there are traces to check..."

"So what? I didn't wrong anyone this time. Who can guarantee that he won't make mistakes in the future?"

"That's right, the Yin family has always been kind and charitable, and they are the most respected family members. How many people in the world have received favors from his family, even if it is a real blood sacrifice, they are sacrificing their own family members. How can others kill the whole family just because of a weapon?" ?”

"I heard that the sword of the Yin family was sacrificed voluntarily by the family members. It has to be liquidated, which is too overbearing. It is simply an excuse to take away other people's treasures!"

……

The wind in the rivers and lakes is about to change. I don't know whether it is following the wind, or the people behind it deliberately divert public opinion.

At the same time, after traveling all day and night, Mu Junhou was finally about to enter Shu.

On the rough and rough road to Shu, suddenly there was a crane hovering around, and there was a blue lantern that followed like a shadow around the crane.

Mu Junhou looked up at the crane, and his face, which had been calm since receiving the news, finally showed a slack smile.

"There are gods entering here, could it be that they are waiting for Mu Tianshu?"

Mu Junhou made friends all over the world, he recognized this lantern, and naturally he also recognized this crane.It's just the first time I know that the owners of the crane and the lantern actually know each other.

However, after all, both of them are outsiders, the family of immortals handed down from ancient times.

Alchemists are not Taoists, not even the Yin-Yang School of the various schools of thought. They appeared earlier and can be traced back to ancient times.The real term to call these people is the fairy family.

Many people don't know their real faces, but Mu Junhou is a person above the temple, but some records are clear.

"Your Majesty, please come up and explain." He Jiuqing's clear and warm voice seemed to be in his ears.

Mu Junhou followed the guidance of the crane and went all the way.

After passing through the promenade of the ancient road, there is a pavilion on the edge of a cliff.

The plain-clothed and black-haired He Jiuqing was pouring himself a drink, and beside him stood a figure in the posture of a fairy, with his back to the ancient road, looking at the strange and steep peaks in the distance.

Dressed in blue and white dangling clothes, elegant and dignified, the mountain wind blows the feather coat and long hair, as if about to fly up against the wind.

If the man felt something, looking back, his brows were cold and clean, with a fairy appearance, like the soul of a spirit imaginary in a landscape painting.

"Your Majesty, are you safe?"