The devil attacks me every day

Zhuang Qing didn't know how to speak and remained silent.

Meng Qi'an who didn't get a response was even more panicked, his heart was beating suddenly, his palms were sweating, and he said: "Zhuang Zhenren, if you don't tell me, I'll be fine."

So immediately go to Bailufei to find out. "

"Don't go!" Zhuang Qing regretted it as soon as she finished speaking.

When he met Meng Qi'an's anxious eyes, he felt like he was being put on fire, in a dilemma.

"Egret Fei..." His voice couldn't help but sink a bit, as if with helpless sadness, "Since three days ago, the Meng clan outside Zhuwai

It was impossible to send a message back to Bai Lufei.Because of you...Zhuang Beichuan's death, members of the Meng clan have not returned yet, but sent one person back to Liufeng Mansion to investigate.Liufeng Mansion

There was nothing unusual at that time, except that there was no one in front of the gate of Bailu Feishan. When the disciples of the Meng family went there, a barrier was formed out of thin air in front of the gate, and it turned out to be their own.

The family also stopped outside. "

Three days ago?

Meng Qi'an recalled what Yuan Songshu said, that Zhuang Qing was attacked three days ago, and at the same time, Yuan Cang sent another letter asking Shu Liuming and Yuan Songshu to return quickly.

Don't let them stay for a moment...Everything is nothing special, but when put together, it makes people daydream and can't help but feel strong anxiety

.

"Because this matter has nothing to do with Zhuwai... No one paid attention to it at first. But later I heard that there were blood shadows rising from time to time in Bai Lufei's enchantment,

But last night someone actually saw the shriveled corpse thrown from Bai Lufei... Tonight you and Nanmu left Zeshu Mansion, I thought..."

I thought you knew about this and you were going to kill yourself, and came here to stop you because you were afraid of your life.

Zhuang Qing naturally didn't say these words, he looked at the young man in front of him who was dressed the same as himself, and his heart was extremely complicated.

Zhuang Nanhai, who had been following the young man in a dream all this time in a phantom state, suddenly saw a black mist passing by quickly in front of him.And this cloud of black mist is actually in harmony with the

The past is different, it is no longer an untouchable dream, but an existence that he can touch, and even crush.

The black mist turned into a vicious long snake and bit Meng Qi'an's body. The black vine in Zhuang Nanhai's hand quickly grew to several feet long. Before the black mist touched the boy,

Capture it, wrap it in vines and study it carefully.But the black mist gradually dissipated, like a ball of water that melted into the black vine in the palm.

At the same time, Zhuang Nanhai's head began to ache violently.After the cloud of black air entered the body, it swam around like a long needle, rampaging and smashing Zhuang Nanhai

Forced to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Ah!" His hands unconsciously hugged his painful head, and countless vivid pictures kept wandering through the empty memory.

On the cloud-shrouded fairy mountain, he sits under the waterfall with his bare upper body, and the powerful water falls from the head;

In the steaming bathtub, he looked sideways with killing intent all over his body, and all the coldness was wiped away by a smiling young man's face, like ice entering spring

A smile like water;

One day, the sky and the earth were dark, and on the rugged mountain road, the two who escaped death step by step on the blood ran into the fireflies in the empty valley, like a starry river falling into the sky.

fell among the deep valleys;

Also, the lava behind him was hot, and the moment he fell back, the blood-soaked young man's eyes were red, and he repeated the words weakly but vigorously.

that name.

He said: "Zhuang Nanhai, don't die... Zhuang Nanhai, you can't die."

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At this moment, Meng Qi'an only felt that he had fallen into an endless ice cellar.

His ears buzzed, at this moment he couldn't hear the voice of everything in the sky, Zhuang Qing's voice, only 'Egret Flying', '

Terrible words such as shriveled corpse' and 'blood shadow' hovered over and over again like a curse.

The young man was almost unsteady, Zhuang Qing quickly supported him, and asked with concern: "Mr. Meng...Meng Qi'an, Meng Qi'an!"

"Sister...Sister..." Meng Qi'an's hands tightly held onto his arm, Zhuang Qing's originally tense muscles were dominated by the young man's strength.

He moved and relaxed, and didn't say a word until his arm was pinched to the point of bruising.

Meng Qi'an looked up at Zhuang Qing, the worry and fear in his eyes turned into sharp courage: "I'm going to Bailufei, I'm going to find my elder sister!"

Zhuang Qing knew that she should not make irresponsible choices.His body, the responsibilities he shouldered, the master has ordered countless times to warn him

Report... He knew very well what the choice he should not have made was.

But he looked at the young man's stubborn eyes, sighed secretly, and still made the worst choice: "I'll go with you."

The wind blows and the grass moves, and the tall wormwood rubs against each other, making a rustling sound.

Zhuang Nanhai half-kneeled on the ground full of broken stones and bone fragments, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, wet his temples and cheeks.He raised his head with difficulty, watching the slowly walking

The two people far away, the slightly shorter backs are so familiar, as if a certain moment has been engraved in the deepest part of the heart.

"Meng Qi'an..." His heart ached more and more, and half dark and half bright images flashed in front of his eyes.

His arm trembled slightly, and when he slowly stretched out his palm to check, the movement of the black vine in his hand had already subsided, as if the part that belonged to him had returned to him.

in the body.

But what exactly was that part, and why couldn't he find any trace of it.

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It was still dark when the two rushed to Liufeng Mansion.

The dawn in Liufeng North City was quieter than usual.

It was so dark that you couldn't even hear the chirping of birds and insects.

"crunch-"

A door opened in the street.A middle-aged man wearing a sackcloth bunt opened the door. There was no light in the room, and he could only see through the dim light of night.

Seeing that person's face was dull, he looked at the two of them in a daze.

There was a strange smell in the air, and Meng Qi'an sniffed lightly.

The middle-aged man didn't move after opening the door.Meng Qi'an looked at him for a few seconds, and suddenly a blue shadow pulled out from his side, unexpectedly

It was Zhuang Qing who released the green jade vine and directly attacked the middle-aged man.

Before Meng Qi'an could ask a question, the middle-aged man was lifted up out of thin air, and he threw it viciously to the side.

The black and thin figure behind the middle-aged man let out a shrill laugh, his voice was fierce, like a ghost.

"Hehehe, there are still living people." The black and thin figure was half laughing and half screaming, with an extremely strange voice.

Because of his laughter, the dead night was broken.Creak, creak, and the sound of the door being opened continuously, followed by the sound of different footsteps, light and heavy,

After a while, no less than twenty slender shadows surrounded him.

Because the night was too dark, Meng Qi'an couldn't see the faces of those 'people' clearly, but what he could see was that their heads were bigger than their thin bodies, and that

Those hands that were swaying in the night were too thin, and the big-headed men who looked like dry bones put on clothes and gathered around.

Meng Qi'an was scared back two steps, until Zhuang Qing's warm palm pressed on his shoulder, he could barely hear Zhuang Qing's words.

He said: "This is an evil cultivation cultivated by eating inferior human pills, so there is nothing to worry about."

The author has something to say:

Let me kneel first and let me say that the memory chapter is not only a bit cruel, but also very short (Chinese New Year is coming... QAQ, do you understand QAQ)