When the villain picks up the script

"Brother?" Wang Huan called out in surprise, but the person with his back turned didn't respond or move.

Wang Huan hesitated for a moment, walked over, and patted the other party's shoulder in surprise.

The sitting person was like soft dough, and instantly slipped and fell to the ground. At the same time, his face was exposed, a shriveled skull, looking at Wang Huan lifelessly.

Wang Huan screamed, jumped away, turned to Wen Qinglan and Xiao Jing: "Master Dao, this..."

"It's already dead, and the soul is gone." Wen Qinglan only took a look and said lightly: "Is that the brother you mentioned before?"

"Yes, yes." Wang Huan was still in shock.

"Do you still remember what caused your master and brother to quarrel before?"

Wang Huan frowned. He restrained his fear and looked at the brother's body and thought about it. Then he suddenly squatted down and opened his clasped fingers, and took out a delicate bone.

"Daozhang, look."

It was a bone that glowed like jade, it didn't look like a bone at all, it looked like a jade object, but it made people know it was a bone at a glance.

Wang Huan walked over with this strange bone, and stretched out his hand towards Wen Qinglan and Xiao Jing.

However, a sudden change happened at this moment. The bone in Wang Huan's hand evaporated a peach-pink smoke, but in an instant, he rushed towards Wen Qinglan and Xiao Jing. All this happened so fast that the two of them inhaled the smoke without any precautions.

Blood, thick blood poured out overwhelmingly, submerging the entire world.

Fetid, dark, and cold.

Countless pale arms stretched out from the sea of ​​blood and pulled towards him, each cold dead face was full of resentment and hatred.

"Come down, come down, come down with us."

"Give me my life, give me my life, you murderer, you villain!"

The noisy sound mixed with the thick blood was boring, disgusting and annoying.

However, all of this dissipated like smoke in an instant, and the pure and white snow covered everything, and the cold air was filled with loneliness and desolation.

One was equally cold and lonely. He thought he had forgotten it long ago, but an unforgettable voice sounded.

"Yulang, look at how beautiful this year's plum blossoms are."

In the icy white sky, the red plums are pressing down on the branches, and the eyes are full of beauty.

Hot wine was roasting on the stove, and the crystal clear celadon cup was twirling in his hand, and the wind and snow poured into the house, making it icy cold, but he was full of joy.

"Suqing" he said.

All the hallucinations dissipated, Wen Qinglan only felt full of disappointment, he opened his eyes, and stared at Wang Huan with cold and sharp eyes.

The smile on Wang Huanshang's face froze, he looked at Wen Qinglan in disbelief and said, "How...how is it possible, didn't you get caught?"

"No...impossible, this is the demon bone of that demon king!"

"I think too much, and I really want to be deceived, but your performance is too exaggerated." Wen Qinglan called out the Gufeng sword, looked at the other party coldly and said, "Have you finished speaking? Go to death when you are finished."

Before Wen Qinglan finished speaking, he pierced Wang Huan's chest with a sword.

He had been suspicious of Wang Huan before, so he tried his best to test it out. He didn't expect that the other party really showed his feet, but the demon bone was really powerful. Although he held his breath in time, he more or less sucked it in. There was that illusion before.

And at this time, Xiao Jing next to him was also awake, his cheeks were flushed, his eyes were rolling, he was shy and timid, obviously he had some kind of sweet dream, and there was still a sweet smile on his face, he was really better than Meiyin Confused.

However, he obviously realized that the smile returned to his usual silent and coldness after only a moment. He looked at Wen Qinglan and then at Wang Huan's body on the ground: "Little Daddy, he is not Wang Huan. The real Wang Huan should already dead."

As soon as Xiao Jing finished speaking, the fake Wang Huan on the ground suddenly got up and ran, his speed was too fast, and his movement was too sudden, before Wen Qinglan and Xiao Jing could be surprised, the other party disappeared.

Wen Qinglan didn't chase after him immediately, but watched Wang Huan run away silently.

Xiao Jing next to him flipped through the previous skeleton: "This is the real Wang Huan, I'm afraid all the members of the Liuyan Sect are dead."

"Master, don't you want to chase after me?"

Wen Qinglan put away the solitary seal sword: "I'm afraid that we are not the only ones here. The identity of Wang Huan is fake, but the words may not be fake. People from Mieliu Yanzong's family should also be in this tomb now." , let’s go, since he has attracted us, there must be another move.”

"Hey, you also came to this hometown of the Liuyan Sect to hunt for treasure?" Just as the two were walking and talking, a chubby white-faced little fat man suddenly walked out of the fork in the tomb passage.

The little fat man didn't expect to bump into someone when he walked out of the intersection, so he couldn't help being stunned.

"Treasure hunting in the old place?" Seeing that the master had no intention of approaching him, Xiao Jing consciously stepped forward and asked pretending to be curious.

He is handsome and handsome, pretending to be gentle and innocent, and his lethality is by no means ordinary.

The little fat man blushed immediately, peeked at Xiao Jing evasively, and said in his mouth: "Don't you know, someone released the news that there is a treasure in the hometown of the Liuyan Sect, so everyone came here to try their luck."

"Oh, that's right. We didn't come here to hunt for treasure after hearing the news. We came in with him just now when we met a disciple of Liuyan Sect asking for help." Xiao Jing explained with a smile.

The little fat man's face suddenly became ugly, and he blurted out without thinking: "Impossible!"

Xiao Jing and Wen Qinglan looked at each other, thinking, that's true.

"Why do you say that?" Wen Qinglan said suddenly.

"Because... because the Liuyan Sect has long since ceased to exist. As early as 100 years ago, all the disciples of the Liuyan Sect died suddenly and tragically overnight. At that time, there was a lot of commotion in Luozhou, but no reason could be found out. , In the end, nothing happened, so it is absolutely impossible for you to meet a disciple of the Liuyan Sect!" The little fat man said firmly.

It is strange that this is the case.

If the previous Wang Huan was fake, then the two of them could still understand, but now they know that the Liuyan Sect was exterminated more than 100 years ago, so what did they encounter in the real leaf secret realm back then!

"It seems that someone has lied to us." Xiao Jing said immediately.

After hearing this explanation, the little fat man's face became better. He scratched his head as if he thought of something, and said awkwardly: "I thought you were meeting a ghost, and I was shocked."

Both Xiao Jing and Wen Qinglan were a little speechless. This little fat man is a monk himself, yet he is still afraid of ghosts. As a monk, his first reaction was that someone set him up to frame him.

The little fat man probably thought of this, and couldn't help scratching his head even more embarrassingly, but his head was bare, so scratching it like this seemed a little funny.

"Huaiguang, what are you doing standing in front for a long time, the teacher asked you to explore the way, how is your exploration going?"

Another voice came from behind the little fat man, and a monk in green clothes with hair tied came over and looked at Xiao Jing and Wen Qinglan warily.

When the little fat man saw the person coming, he went up to greet him joyfully, and said to him: "Master, master, this disciple met two fellow Taoists who wandered in by mistake. They said they were deceived by a person who claimed to be a disciple of the Liuyan Sect. here."

"Since this is the case, we must leave soon. Xiaoguang, we are not going with them, so you should stop pestering them, and quickly follow your teacher to find the way."

When the monk in Tsing Yi looked at the little fat man, there was a gentle smile in his eyes, but when he looked up at Wen Qinglan and Wen Qinglan, his expression was alienated.

The little fat man Huai Guang still hesitated: "Master...but, since they have come in, it may be inconvenient to leave, why don't we go together, we can take care of everything we encounter, don't you think?" friend?"

The little fat man looked at Xiao Jing expectantly as he spoke.

"Well, let's go together, don't you mind?" Wen Qinglan said before Xiao Jing could speak, and at the same time he looked up at the monk in Tsing Yi.

The little fat man became happy when he heard it, and he looked at the monk in Tsing Yi expectantly. He looked at the monk in Tsing Yi, hesitated for a moment, and agreed softly.

So a group of four walked together, as for A Lu, it seemed that he disappeared suddenly after entering the disciple's house.

However, the two of them were not in a hurry to find it. The situation in the tomb of the great demon was weird. Even if they wanted to find Alu, they might not be able to find the way.

Along the way, although Xiao Jing greeted the little fat man with a smile on his face, he became more and more impatient in his heart, and the more he looked at him, the more he disliked him.

At first he couldn't figure out what was going on, but after seeing the little fat man and the monk in Tsing Yi get along with his master and apprentice, Xiao Jing understood the reason why he didn't want to see each other.

The monk in Tsing Yi really dotes on this apprentice, Fatty, and he is afraid that the apprentice will bump into each other along the way. No matter what situation the Fatty encounters, he only needs to call Master, and it will be solved perfectly.

For example, now, the little fat man is chattering and asking questions, but the monk in blue is not impatient at all. No matter how naive and ridiculous the little fat man asks, he will explain them one by one.

Xiao Jing couldn't help feeling sour, and glared at the little fat man resentfully, but received a warning glance from the monk in Tsing Yi.

He felt extremely wronged, and stole a glance at his master, but saw that his master still had the same indifferent expression, his eyes were lowered as if immersed in some thoughts, and he didn't look at himself at all, so he couldn't help but feel even more apprehensive.

Slowly rubbing against Master, Xiao Jing quietly pulled Wen Qinglan's sleeve, and said in a low voice, "Little Daddy."

His voice was full of twists and turns, and deliberately pressed, it was indescribably numb to the bone.

Wen Qinglan was yelled out of nowhere, his hair stood on end almost immediately, he instinctively knocked off his apprentice's hand, and looked at him suspiciously.

That expression is clearly 'what the hell are you doing again'.

Xiao Jing couldn't help being angry, he glanced at Wen Qinglan aggrievedly, then cast a suggestive glance at the master and apprentice in front of him, and called again in a low voice: "Little Daddy."

Wen Qinglan raised his eyes and looked at the master and apprentice for a while, and he understood what the apprentice meant. He couldn't help but sneered twice, and was about to speak when a group of high-spirited people appeared in front of him.