flow from evil

Jun Wuyi withdrew his hand, seeing that Shan Simiao was about to be suffocated, he turned his eyes, pulled away and went to the window again.Just after taking two steps, he suddenly heard a loud noise from behind, and saw that Shan Simiao kicked Yang Yingquan's body away with his unknown strength, and coughed violently.

This kick was well done, but Yang Yingquan missed the target in his hand, turned his neck, and came towards Jun Wuyi who was beside him.

Shan Simiao had already breathed a sigh of relief at this time, only to see that although Yang Yingquan had great strength, his movements were not fast, but he was really like the deceitful corpse described in the ghost book.

Jun Wuyi dodged left and right, and cut the opponent's arm with the edge of the fan in his hand.But the other party is not a living thing at all at this time, so how could he feel the pain, and he was so focused on chasing Jun Wuyi to catch him.It's just that I didn't open my bloody mouth to bite like in the book, but the tricks in my hands actually carried what I had learned in my life.

"Come and help!" Even if Jun Wuyi has all kinds of abilities, he can't help a dead person at this time.The fan bone in his hand hit Fengchi, Baihui, and Linfeng's acupuncture points directly, but the opponent was still like an iron wall, without any fear, and was not affected at all.

"I didn't see you helping me just now." Shan Simiao raised his eyebrows, carefully observing Yang Yingquan's movements in front of him.

It's not like an ordinary corpse fraud, but it seems to be charged by someone.

After fighting for a long time, Jun Wuyi was exhausted in the end, and she threw him to the ground when he was distracted. Seeing that his delicate neck was about to be strangled by her, he suddenly saw Shan Simiao flying over from behind again, stepping on the ground. Her neck pinned her to the ground.

"Easy! I'm down here!" Jun Wuyi wrinkled his facial features under pressure, and yelled angrily.

How can Shan Simiao be in the mood to care about these things at this time, Yang Yingquan behind her death is amazingly strong, not owned by a woman at all, he and Jun Wuyi joined forces, and they almost couldn't control her.

Jun Wuyi's five viscera ached from the pressure on his head, he barely pushed the folding fan in his hand, then turned over and rolled out sideways.Yang Yingquan lost his target, turned around and punched Shan Simiao, which swollen his already bruised face.

Shan Simiao covered his slapped face and was about to scold, but felt his face turn cold, and when he reached out his hand to touch it, it was full of blood.

Looking up again, I saw that Yang Yingquan's entire head was cut off by Jun Wuyi's fan, and rolled aside.But the headless body still took a few steps forward, finally collapsed, twitched a few times on the ground, and then stopped moving.

Shan Simiao touched his neck subconsciously, and silently took two steps away from Jun Wuyi.

Jun Wuyi panted heavily, lowered his body, picked up the head, touched it carefully, and then rested his fingertips on a piece of scalp in the center of the head, frowning slightly.

Seeing him like this, Shan Simiao also leaned over to take a closer look, and saw that he was probing for something with his fingertips, and then he pinched two fingers together, and slowly pulled out a thin object between them. A steel needle, more than three inches long.

"It seems that this thing is causing trouble." Jun Wuyi dropped his head and shook the steel needle.

Shan Simiao was also half dead from exhaustion at this time, wiped his face, and put his buttocks on the bed behind him, only to hear another loud noise, looking back, it turned out that the bed had collapsed after several tossings.

This sound was very loud, and it finally alarmed the people of the Yang family, and the sound of footsteps gradually came here.

"..."

Shan Simiao and Jun Wuyi glanced at each other, and then glanced at the head not far away in a very tacit understanding.

"In a while, how do you explain?" Jun Wuyi asked.

"Look at what I do, you chopped off my head." Shan Simiao patted his butt and stood up.

"Oh?" Jun Wuyi walked a few steps towards him, opened the folding fan and shook it gently in front of him, Shan Simiao saw that he moved his face closer, and unconsciously tilted his neck back.

"You are black, are you born with it?" Jun Wuyi asked a little suddenly.

"...so what about being born?"

"Then I advise you to leave the right and wrong place of the Yang family as soon as possible, otherwise, this dark thing is more than just skinny." Jun Wuyi said, and suddenly opened the door.

Before Shan Simiao answered, Yang Yingsong was the first to barge in, followed by a group of servants.

Jun Wuyi saw that Yang Yingsong had arrived, put away his folding fan, and stood beside Shan Simiao, with a tall body and a calm expression, as if the things in this room had nothing to do with him.

"..." Shan Simiao saw that everyone in the room was dumbfounded looking at the ground, and then he realized that Yang Yingquan's body was not only separated from the body, but also naked, and he and Jun Wuyi were in a state of distress at this time. It looks very weird and absurd.

"Koizumi..." Yang Yingsong turned pale and couldn't bear to glance over. Shan Simiao quickly covered the corpse with the clothes on the ground.

"What... what's going on?" Yang Yingzhu also rushed into the house at this time, and seeing his sister's miserable condition, he was the first to grab Shan Simiao who was beside him.

Shan Simiao was not frightened by him, and with a flick of his hand and a move of his foot, he stood aside and brushed off his wrinkled collar.This time Jun Wuyi looked carefully, this kid moved extremely fast, if only in terms of body skills, he might be faster than himself.

"He didn't do it. When Miss Yang died, he was with me." Jun Wuyi stood up and explained for him, "When we just came in, Miss Yang was already dead."

Shan Simiao was taken aback for a moment, seeing that he was glancing at him, his eyes were clearly saying, either cover each other, or go into the water together.

"I drank too much at night, and I met it when I went out to vomit." Shan Simiao responded quickly.

"How do you know he didn't kill someone before that?"

"If you kill someone, it's impossible to have no flaws. Jun still has this bit of eyesight."

Yang Yingzhu was a little confused by Shan Simiao just now, seeing that it was Jun Wuyi who said that, she couldn't doubt it anymore, so she had to follow her elder brother's wheelchair, and whispered, "Could it be that... Hu Bugui ?”

His voice was not loud, but Shan Simiao could hear more clearly than ordinary people. When he heard the word Hu Bugui, the roots of his ears twitched instantly.

"Don't talk nonsense." Yang Yingsong's face darkened, and he said in a deep voice, "Uncle Qi, send someone to notify Second Uncle that something happened at home and tell him to come back quickly."

"Everyone, please go back." Yang Yingsong waved his hands exhausted both mentally and physically. The most important thing right now is to take care of Yang Yingquan's affairs.

Seeing him like this, Yang Yingzhu snorted coldly, and stopped looking at the corpse on the couch, turned around and walked out.Shan Simiao looked at his back and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The three brothers and sisters of the Yang family are really strange.