After wearing the book, I broke the plot

The black cat was still howling under Ah Jiu's paws, as if urging the corpses to get rid of this group of rude people.

Feng Mingqi struggled to climb up from the pool with the last bit of strength, and lay down on the ground wet all over. Seeing this horrific scene out of the corner of his eye, he was so frightened that he couldn't catch his breath. He took a long time to breathe. Coming over, Yi Gu Lu got up again and stammered: "This is...how good?"

It can be felt that the strength of every corpse here is equivalent to that of a golden core stage monk.There are 120 seven people in the Chi family, so there are 120 seven Golden Core stages.

On the contrary, Ah Jiu was at ease, and was quite interested in teasing the grinning cat in his hand. Seeing that he was so calm, Song Qi also relaxed a little for some reason, spreading his spiritual sense to cover the entire courtyard, and found something wrong.

Song Qi said: "There are only 120 three corpses here."

According to the local records of the Xianjia yamen, there are 120 seven people in the Chi family, and the yin and yang house can only absorb the luck of the people on the yin card of their own house, so there are still two corpses left here except the bride and groom.

In an instant, the corpse puppets were approaching, Ah Jiu shot a breath-seeking spell on the black cat, raised his hand and let it go, and the black cat ran away without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Song Qi was setting up a barrier to protect the three of them. He didn't dare to use too much spiritual power this time, causing the barrier to flicker, and was knocked tottering by the corpse puppet.

A hand with clear bones gently held him, and he looked back at Ah Jiu in astonishment. Ah Jiu chuckled, and saw the large group of corpse puppets who were attacking the barrier suddenly stopped, and surrendered tremblingly. On the ground, there was an intermittent sob in his throat.

"you......"

Ah Jiu turned his head and didn't explain, but looked at the brightly lit front hall, and said, "Brother Xianjun, you seem to have a friend coming, so I can only send you this way."

Feng Mingqi was the first to quit, and almost hugged his leg to keep him, but Ah Jiu just smiled, took Song Qi's hand, and put something in his palm.

Ah Jiu said: "I'll give my brother something as well."

After saying that, he stepped back, and his scarlet clothes flew into the air, reflecting the round moon, and disappeared before his eyes in the blink of an eye.

Feng Mingqi scrambled over, was frightened again and again, his stuttering problem was still not healed, and asked: "Who is that, it doesn't feel easy."

Song Qi shook his head, but didn't answer, and he couldn't answer Feng Mingqi's question, but was thinking about why the young man said "also".

Under the faint moonlight, he held a small jade tablet in his hand, which was the talisman used to trace the breath of the black cat.

At this moment, Feng Mingqi's exclamation came from the front. Looking up, he saw that he ran to the corner of the water pavilion leading to the front hall at some point, and at this moment he was turning around and waving to Song Qi with a happy face: " Brother Yuqi! My brother Wang is back!"

Another thigh!

Song Qi put away his thoughts, and with a happy expression on his face, he ran over from the group of corpse puppets lying on the ground, turned the corner, and saw a slender young man in Chinese clothes standing in the brightly lit front hall banquet room, Since his back was facing him, he could only see the exceptionally black and beautiful long hair with a shawl and a shining sword on his waist.

At this time, the controlled casual cultivators at the banquet were already awake, and they were laying on the side with their big stomachs trying to vomit, and the sound of "vomit" could be heard one after another.

The young man in Hua Yi seemed to be very disgusted, and he took a few steps back, covering his nose, leaning against the wall with his hands folded in front of his chest, and said lazily: "In my opinion, it's better for you to hang a cup of tea upside down and keep it safe." I can even spit out bile."

Feng Mingqi at the side said flatteringly: "Brother Wang, what did you do just now, you scared me to death."

Mr. Huayi turned his head and raised his eyebrows, Song Qifang saw his face clearly, but unfortunately he wore a half mask on his face, only showing a pointed chin and light red lips.

Those beautiful lips opened and closed, but the words she spoke were extremely poisonous: "Then why aren't you dead yet?"

Feng Mingqi seemed to be very used to it. The casual cultivator at the banquet who spoke in a strange way had vomited and lost half his life. He looked at them faintly, and said with a sneer, "Why don't you just let me die."

Brother Wang didn't bother to pay attention to him, he caught a glimpse of Song Qi out of the corner of his eye, with a rare sincere smile, but he didn't talk to him, but went straight to the backyard.

At this time, the casual cultivators have recovered to a good degree. Although they still want to make some practical achievements, they really don't even have the strength to stand up. Song Qi suggested that Feng Mingqi send them down the mountain. But he didn't want to, and insisted on actual performance or death.

Song Qi didn't care about it, he always felt that brother Wang just now had a very familiar feeling, seeing that there was no big problem here, he also followed to the backyard.

He was still holding the talisman left to him by the young man in scarlet clothes. Although the young man did not disclose his real name, he saved himself after all, so what he left should be credible.

All the way to the backyard, there are many shadows of flowers around, and there are endless sounds under the eaves, and it seems more and more silent for a while.

Song Qi searched for the reminder of the breath-seeking talisman, and came to a very ornate attic. The attic was decorated with lights and festoons, and the red silk rose and fell in the dark wind, adding some turmoil for no reason.

When they went up to the attic, they saw the puppet bride sitting in front of the bronze mirror, and the groom whose hand had been cut off was painting her eyebrows. Song Qi held his breath and hid in the darkness, waiting quietly.

Take the time to think about it, it stands to reason that after marriage is the wedding night, this... how do they want to have a wedding?

Suddenly there was a loud noise outside, and when I looked up, there was a house not far away that had been moved a bit, from the Gen position to the Sun position, someone was actually reversing the feng shui!

From this point of view, it is the handwriting of that brother Wang, which is too arrogant and arrogant.

The groom glanced out, leaned down and kissed the puppet bride's forehead, and turned into a black light and went there.It turned out that he was actually a magician.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Song Qi flashed into the room and cast a body-holding spell on the puppet bride, hoping to use her to find the person behind the scenes manipulating these corpse puppets, but before he could do anything, he saw the bride's red lips slightly parted, and spit out a sentence:

"There is no god looking up."

Song Qi snorted, and found that this corpse puppet actually still had a little bit of consciousness from before it was alive.This kind of situation is very rare, and only when the obsession is extremely strong before death, will it exist in the body after death.

Song Qi raised his hand and was hesitatingly retracting it, when a long whip suddenly pierced the air, Song Qi dodged it sideways, and saw a deep gully opened where the long whip fell.

A young man in light clothes with a sick face appeared at the door, the golden phoenix embroidered on his clothes was shining brightly under the red candle, the black cat was lying on his shoulder, seeing Song Qi lazily "meow".

The young man walked quickly and stood in front of the puppet bride, saying in a deep voice, "Stay away from her!"

Song Qi took two steps back according to his words, and smiled slightly to show his friendliness: "This is your elder sister?"

The young man was full of anger, but he was unwilling to answer. He turned around and checked the puppet bride, and found the sword wound on her chest, and the anger in his eyes grew even worse.

Song Qi, the culprit: "..."

There was a constant rumble outside, and even though the groom passed by, he did not stop Brother Wang from carrying out the demolition project. Under such a sound, the young man said, "My sister and I are people of heaven."

The way of heaven, which appeared in the original text, holds the position of judge, and the second point is "the incarnation of justice" and "the darling of the gods".

The way of heaven and man is good at strategy, learning the way of vertical and horizontal, and his disciples are divided into three schools, one is the way of check and balance, the other is the way of following the trend, and the third is the way of breaking the situation.

The young man continued: "Twenty years ago, the Tiandao Sect sent a task to my sister to take back the lonely copy of the forbidden art, so my sister went down the mountain. After this trip, she did bring back the forbidden art, but it also violated the law." Disciple training, was expelled from the Heavenly Dao Sect, before leaving, she smiled and told me that she would marry Ruyi Langjun."

The first discipleship motto of Tiandaomen is: the disciples of the sect should be ruthless and cut off their love, and they should not act recklessly.

After a long while, Song Qi couldn't help asking, "What happened later?"

Young Rong Yu angrily turned his head and glared at him: "Later? How would I know later! My elder sister was already like this when I came here!"

Just at this time, the puppet bride spoke again: "My mother said that if you spoil other people's sincerity, one day you will pay back twice as much."

The red candle illuminated her beautiful and pale side face, and there was a soft gleam in her eyes, hiding her daughter's thoughts.

When Rong Yu heard this, tears welled up in his eyes. He felt ashamed, so he turned his head and wiped it randomly a few times, but it wiped more and more.

Song Qi hesitantly handed him a handkerchief, but Rong Yu took it, blew his nose vigorously, then threw it on the ground, and when he calmed down, he said: "My elder sister lied to others, and so did others. She, on the other hand, is a good reincarnation, she deserves it!"

Song Qi really didn't expect that this young man would scold others, even his own sister.

However, as soon as he spoke, the puppet bride tilted her head, raised her hand slowly, and covered the young man's face very gently, her eyes were still gentle, as if she was still alive.

Rong Yu was in a daze in a daze, but Song Qi heard a bang from behind the curtain, rushed over to lift the curtain first, and saw a dark kid sitting on the bed shaking his legs, stretching his legs outstretched. Each of the ten fingers has a silver thread, which disappears in the void.

The little ghost was startled when he saw Song Qi, the moment the silver thread retracted into his finger, the puppet bride's hand dropped instantly, like a puppet with a broken thread, falling loosely on Rong Yu's arms inside.

Rong Yu also saw the little ghost behind the curtain, surprise flashed in his eyes, when Song Qi drew his sword to attack, a long whip wrapped around his feet, and in just a short while, the little ghost slipped away through the wide open window up.

Song Qi looked at Rong Yu with his head down suspiciously, and before he had time to ask, he heard an extremely shrill roar from outside, and then the ground shook, he paused, secretly thinking that there might be something wrong with Brother Wang , turned around and headed towards the terrace and waterside pavilion.

Dark clouds cover the moon, the tower can be described as tragic, and there are ruins everywhere bombarded by spells. It is in this ruins that Young Master Jin Yi stabs the groom's chest with one hand, directly pulls out his heart, and takes it out. Nei Dan flung him away, took out a handkerchief and slowly wiped off the blood on his fingers.

The casual cultivators who rushed over were stunned on the spot.

Feng Mingqi stammered: "Wang...Brother Wang?"

However, what was even more shocking was still behind. The puppet bride, who had lost control of herself, unexpectedly turned back at this moment. She fell step by step and fell in front of the groom. Seeing his distracted gaze, tears of blood flowed from her eyes, and she said softly : "Chi Lang, I'm sorry..."

After saying this, her eyes dimmed along with the groom's, and there was no more tenderness in those eyes from then on.

There is an unspeakable silence in the air. A great happy event starts absurdly and ends tragically. There are 120 and seven lives involved. The connection between the yin and yang houses is mysterious and strange.

Streams of light flashed across the sky, and the people in the yamen dressed in water-blue robes rushed to them, and quickly spread them down after landing, moving quickly to clean up the mess.

The casual cultivators around who witnessed the whole process bowed their heads and talked one after another:

"This Xuanzhen sect is really useless. They didn't even come to the outer door for such a big matter. The people in the yamen came to clean up after it was over."

"No, if it wasn't for good luck, we might all be buried here."

Shocked and frightened, Feng Mingqi cautiously moved in front of Brother Wang, and broke the silence with a smirk: "Haha, I didn't expect you to be so powerful, Brother Wang, I'm afraid you're not just a casual cultivator?"

Brother Wang also bent his eyes from the lingering ashes, and he didn't know how much of his smile was real and how much of it was fake. He said slowly, "Oh, sorry, I forgot to introduce myself."

That slender finger rested on the mask on his face, and slowly moved away, revealing his dazzling true face, only to hear him gasp again and again and say:

"Wang Yu, the second disciple under the suzerain seat of the Xuanzhen Sect, please give me your advice."

Turning his head to the side, the blue silk slipped down his shoulders, he looked at Song Qi and smiled: "Brother, don't come here without any problems."