flow from evil

Yu Chanzi suddenly raised his eyes, and looked at Shan Simiao in disbelief, "Have you seen her?"

"Liu Li weeps blood. The so-called blood Liu Li is just something that Senior Yang comforts with love. You use this thing as bait to lure those people outside to try their best to get involved. You are so smart."

Yuchanzi giggled, "My boy, you are really talented, no wonder that girl Yingying falls in love with you."

"But that thing can fool Kang Liu's generation, but it should not be able to fool Jun Wuyi, let alone Hu Bugui and Yang Yingsong, why they are so flocking to this thing, I still can't figure out this point. Advise."

"It's natural that you can't think of this. What they want is not blood glaze, but something that can only be opened with blood glaze." Yu Chanzi's expression turned serious, "It's the inner strength of my Longevity Gate, the formula of longevity. .”

"I see."

"Back then, Yan Feng wanted to use this tactic to supplement the Lantian and Jade Beds, and set up a nine-turn Yin-Yang formation in the deterrent tower, hoping to go against the sky and bring Wan Liuli back to life. Unexpectedly, that shameless child Yang Yingsong would join forces with the traitor Hu Bu Gui broke into the formation at a critical moment and attacked Yan Feng...so...so..."

Speaking of this, Yu Chanzi's eyes were slightly red.

"So... where is Senior Yang now?"

"When that day comes, you'll understand." Yu Chanzi still had some reservations about him, when she said this, when she turned her head, she saw the little mute sticking her head in from the door, showing a smile, He waved to him and hugged him on his knees.

Shan Simiao only saw the woman in front of her gently stroking the little mute's forehead hair, and her appearance seemed to return to the age of a young girl Huaichun in an instant.She frowned puzzledly, and then glanced at the little mute in her arms, only to see that kid still looked so stupid, and felt that her thoughts just now were too absurd.

"Why? Don't worry? I have no grievances with you, and you have helped me take care of Yingying. I won't let you lose your life here." Yuchanzi lowered her head, then rolled her eyes, He laughed, "Or, are you eager to reap the benefits of the Yang family's fisherman?"

"Don't dare," Shan Simiao also laughed, "Elder Yu seems to have a plan in mind, how dare I make a fool of myself as an unknown junior."

"Unknown junior? Hehe, in today's battle, you will no longer be an unknown wild boy in the Jianghu." Yu Chanzi said, leaning over his head and whispering, "Boy, it's good to be ambitious, but be careful, you don't have that Appetite, choke yourself to death."

"Senior's lesson is... but I was forced to do it today, and you have seen it."

"I didn't understand before, what was the purpose of your meddling, but now... I understand somewhat."

"Oh? Seniors think, what am I for? Immortal?"

Yu Chanzi stopped moving, and glanced at him meaningfully, "You think, but you don't believe it, if you believe it, maybe that blood glass will really fall into your hands."

"Senior overestimated me." Shan Si Miao said without being humble at all.

"..." After a long silence, Yu Chanzi finally spoke again, "Boy, let me ask you again, do you have any unreasonable thoughts about Yingying?"

Shan Simiao was taken aback when he heard the words, then shook his head seriously, "No."

Seeing him like this, Yuchanzi sighed softly and stood up, "Then don't give her any illusions, and make her heartbroken in the future. Otherwise, I will definitely not forgive you."

"..."

"That's the end of the small talk, please."

Shan Simiao saw that she had given the order to evict her, so he got up and turned back.

"Wait a minute, these few days... you should be more careful."

"Thank you..."

Back in the room, he was preoccupied, but as soon as he lay down on the couch, he became sleepy.Thinking about it in a daze, I don't know how long it took, and finally fell into a dream.

Shan Simiao had exhausted a lot of energy during the day, so she slept soundly this time.In the dream, I don't know who it was, she was dressed elegantly but coquettishly in white, and she had a monstrous face alluring him.The slender fingers slid over the sensitive area, causing pleasant tremors, the touch between the lips and teeth was sticky but familiar, just as he was about to take off his clothes and let himself take a good look, he was greeted by an annoying knock on the door woke up.

"Shan Simiao! Open the door!! Today's hexagram is different!"

"...Don't mention the hexagrams to me. If you can figure it out, it's definitely not a good thing."

Shan Simiao rubbed his forehead and sat up, glanced at the thing under him that raised his head, before he had time to think about the dream just now, he turned his head and was terrified by a corpse hanging on the outer beam Lost interest.

With a creak, the door opened.

"Tsk, what are you doing? I didn't see you getting up so late. Let me tell you, I'm always in a state of confusion today. I didn't see a single person in the yard early in the morning. I was so panicked that I counted in the morning. ,guess what……"

Before Meng Yunting finished speaking, he raised his eyes and saw a white face on the beam. He was so scared that he almost sat down on the ground.

"Why can't you figure out something good." Shan Simiao sighed, and sat down with his temple pressed.

"What... what's the matter? Who is this girl? Why is she hanging on your door beam for no reason?" Meng Yunting pointed to the corpse and asked, thinking that no wonder he was restless early in the morning.

"It seems that someone couldn't help but make a move." Shan Simiao glanced at the corpse again. If he remembered correctly, this girl should be someone next to Yang Yingsong.

"Someone shot? Who?" Meng Yunting couldn't figure it out, and looked carefully again, boldly trying to put the person down, but suddenly saw the girl opened her eyes.

"Oh my god!" Meng Yunting jumped back in fright, and saw that the girl had untied the rope around her neck and let herself down. not her.

"Be careful."

If the first time I saw it was shocking, and the second time I saw it was weird, then this third time, Shan Simiao has already understood it.

The girl walked towards the two of them with her head shaking, with a weird smile on her lips.Shan Simiao stood there concentrating, and suddenly saw her open her hand to grab Meng Yunting who was at the side, and quickly slapped her away.

As soon as the palm touched the opponent's arm, he felt abnormally cold, and his strength was extremely strong, just like Yang Yingquan before.Shan Simiao gathered all his energy and gave her a hard kick in the waist before barely kicking her half a step away.

"Don't get close to her, these puppets are painless and insensitive." Shan Simiao reminded, and then threw the dagger in his hand to Meng Yunting who was beside him, and he flew up, threw her to the ground, and held her down tightly. .

"Huh? Then... what should we do then?" Meng Yunting held the dagger in his hand and suddenly had a bad premonition.

"Cut! Cut off her head. If the head is gone, she will be out of control!" Shan Simiao shouted at him, the puppet struggled so hard that he almost couldn't control it.

"..." Meng Yunting glanced at the grinning girl speechlessly, then closed her eyes, rushed over screaming, and slashed at her neck fiercely with her hand.

It's a pity that beheading is also a technical job. Meng Yunting's body is weak and his internal strength is not strong. This knife cut only one-third of the depth. Not only did the head not fall off, it was also crooked. It hung on the neck precariously, looking even more terrifying.

"Meng Yunting! Can you fucking be quicker!" Shan Simiao turned his head disgustedly, and cursed angrily.

"Your grandma, you can do it!" Meng Yunting tried hard to suppress the nausea in his stomach, and then mended the wound.

good, half way...

Although the puppet couldn't feel the pain, the person who controlled him knew the opponent's intentions.

Shan Simiao felt that the puppet beneath him was almost frantically struggling, trying to make the last effort to fulfill the master's order.

boom--

Shan Simiao, who was thrown away vigorously, bumped into a bookshelf beside him, his back hurt, and then his neck was clamped by the puppet.

"Dagger!" Shan Simiao hoarsely said, Meng Yunting quickly threw the dagger in his hand to him, only to see that the moment he took the dagger, he turned his wrist and stabbed it, and cut off the remaining half of the neck Grumbling, his fragmented head rolled aside, and the iron wall holding him gradually lost its strength.

"I'll go, this thing is so evil!" Meng Yunting kicked the disgusting head away, turned around and vomited on the ground.

"It seems that Yang Yingsong can't wait to confront Yuchanzi, we have to leave Yang's house as soon as possible!" Shan Simiao said, and simply tidied up the soft things in the house, and slipped out with Meng Yunting.

As soon as the door was opened, there were a few familiar young servants waiting outside, but all of them were pale and serious.

Shan Simiao thumped in his heart, and saw those young servants stretching out their hands.

"Help... help!!!" The cries not far away caught Shan Simiao's mind, he carried Meng Yunting up to the roof, only to see that Lian Yishuo was being chased by two puppets, In a panic, he fled to the guest room.

The entire courtyard was filled with a strange atmosphere. In the distance, there were probably more than a dozen shaky figures of puppets, ranging from servants to disciples.

Yang Yingsong... actually wanted to make the entire Yang family into a puppet.

Shan Simiao frowned, and carried Meng Yunting all the way out.I saw that those who hadn't been controlled, besides some Jianghu people who lived in the Yang family, there were also some Yang family disciples who were holding swords and fighting with those puppets.

"...What should I do?" Meng Yunting asked him.

"What can I do, slip."

The two headed towards the back door, but they saw a person dressed in white who had blocked the door a long time ago and was waving his fan as if waiting for them. Lost his whole head.From beginning to end, he never looked back.

"Brother Shan, where are you going?" Jun Wuyi raised his head and smiled at them, as if he didn't care about the weird puppets in the yard.

"Going out to do errands." Shan Simiao raised his eyebrows, turned around and wanted to go to the other side door.

"You can't get out, or we can't get out." Jun Wuyi shook his fan and reminded.