Unhuman Strange Records

Lan Huahua yelled "Mother—" with a look of panic on her face.

He Yixi let go, Widow Zhang rushed out like a gust of wind, and Gu Yi also stepped out of the door and yelled at Tong Qianqian: "Tong Qianqian, what are you doing, let go of the child!"

Tong Qianqian raised her head with a smile, her neat short hair was flying in the wind, and she handed the dagger in Yicun's hand: "Hehe, I won't!"

Gu Yi frowned, this reaction, this expression, was really weird, obviously not the Tong Qianqian he knew.

"You're not that little girl, who are you?" He took a step forward, and Tong Qianqian took a step back.

Gu Yi had no choice but to stop moving, seeing Tong Qianqian tilting her head and smiling brightly, "You have to ask Mengchuang about this."

"..." Gu Yi couldn't answer, who was Meng Chuang?

Before he could ask, someone answered for him.

He Yixi took a step from behind him: "Can you call Mengchuang too? After so many years, I still haven't learned the respect of seniors and juniors."

Tong Qianqian was not annoyed, she just raised her eyebrows and smiled at He Yixi, her color and expression were no different from that of a girl: "I am the king, you are the minister, what's wrong with me calling you Mengchuang? After so many years, you don't even know the three principles and five constant principles." Forgot?"

Gu Yi complained in his heart: "What age is it that you still have the three cardinal principles and five constant principles, and died early in the morning."

However, the two of them were still reminiscing about the past like no one else was there: "Are you confused in prison? There is no difference between a monarch and a minister nowadays. If you want to be a monarch, it depends on whether you can do it or not."

"Even if I can't be a king, my mother entrusted you with it before she died. How did you agree then, and how did you do it later? Don't you feel ashamed of her?"

"If you have a grudge against me, just come at me, why bother to vent your anger on innocent people?"

Gu Yi listened and listened, and got confused. He didn't understand anything else, but he heard a layer of ambiguity. He hurriedly asked He Yixi, "Da Xian'er, don't bother to reminisce about the old days. Who should I introduce?"

He Yixi frowned, with a look of reluctance to introduce: "Let Captain Gu laugh, this is my ineffective little nephew."

When Gu Yi heard it, oh, nephew, he let go of his heart again, and before he landed, he remembered something wrong: "It's not Da Xian'er, why is your nephew still alive?"

He Yixi didn't explain to him, and raised his sword again: "We'll talk about this matter when we go back."

Tong Qianqian's side was not happy: "Uncle, you are like this, you like to hide your words, have you not told this kid, what is your purpose for following him?"

Gu Yi was suddenly caught by the cue, his expression froze for a moment, He Yixi raised his hand and stabbed, the sword was like a rainbow, almost touching Tong Qianqian, she swung her hand and pushed Lan Huahua to the front of her body, He Yixi had no choice but to stop when she saw it, The blade groaned twice, trembling, and it took a long time to stop.

"Uncle, what are you in a hurry for? Are you afraid that this kid will hear what I said? You spent a lot of effort and lent him a soul to put him back together. Now it's time to get it back."

Gu Yi was dumbfounded, and turned around with a "kaka" as if his neck and joints were stuck, with an unbelievable expression on his face: "Da Xian'er, what did he just say? What did you do?"

He Yixi only frowned and didn't say a word, but his little nephew continued to put on Tong Qianqian's skin and laughed and said: "Gu Yi, do you know that ordinary people have three souls and seven souls, what will happen if one soul and one soul are missing? "

Gu Yi was too lazy to listen to his speech, so he pouted at him: "I haven't lost it, I don't know."

Tong Qianqian's eyes moved to He Yixi again: "If you stay with him for a few more days, you will know that the pain when your soul is pulled away is not something ordinary people can bear. If you can't bear it for a while, you will probably feel sad. And if a mortal lacks a soul and a soul, he will be dumbfounded at the least, and will never enter the cycle of reincarnation, which one do you want?"

"You put—" Gu Yi suddenly took a step forward, but Tong Qianqian reacted quickly, pushing the dagger in her hand another inch, Lan Huahua was frightened and fell silent, but Widow Zhang behind her took a deep breath, so he had no choice but to stop Looking at He Yixi, she saw that the corners of Daxian'er's mouth were pursed into a straight line, the muscles on her face were tense, and her back molars were clenched tightly, with a bit of anger, as if she had been told something.

Gu Yi's heart sank in an instant, his throat was a little tight, and he had difficulty in articulating words, so he asked He Yixi for proof: "Da Xianer... what he... is saying is true?"

He Yixi was silent for a while, and finally nodded: "Yes and no."

Gu Yi's head seemed to have been hit hard by a punch, and his consciousness was a little dazed. He asked in a daze, "What do you mean by yes or no?"

"I did lend you something, and it's true that I wanted to approach you, but—"

Before He Yixi could finish speaking, Tong Qianqian robbed her of the confession. Her voice was clear and cheerful, and she said to Gu Yi: "There is no but, but it was just what he said at the time. He is best at lying. But Gu Yi, I will give you a chance now, as long as you listen to me, you will never have such worries again."

Gu Yi let out an "ah", and seeing Tong Qianqian's beating smile that she would never show, she always felt that it would not be a good idea, but she still asked him, "Oh? Tell me?"

"Here the sky is high and the emperor is far away. No one will care what happens inside. You only need to shoot him in the head, and everything will be fine."

It really wasn't a good idea.

Gu Yi glanced at He Yixi again, he finally tore his gaze away from Tong Qianqian, and looked at Gu Yi for a moment, a piece of silver flickered in his pupils, probably worried that Gu Yi would really shoot him down, and then Maybe there is another meaning, but Gu Yi's elders whose nerves are as thick as a tree trunk really can't see it, so they can only think of the first reason. He felt a little frustrated because of He Yixi's distrust, so he turned his head back He shook his head with Tong Qianqian: "Are you kidding me? If a man borrows something from me, he will return it. If Da Xianer wants to go back the things he borrowed from me, he can just ask, I don't care."

After finishing speaking, he waved the muzzle of his gun: "It's you who hastened to release the child. Anyway, I don't care about it here. Be careful, I will collapse you in a while."

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's really kind of a donkey's liver and lungs. When I gave you a gift, you were obviously very happy."

When Gu Yi heard this, he burst into laughter: "I don't remember receiving a gift on Father's Day."

"When Zhao Chen and Yang Nian died, weren't you very happy in your heart?" Tong Qianqian pulled the corner of her mouth, showing a sinister smile, and with great pride, she saw Gu Yi's face changed: "Zhao Chen and Yang Nian You killed the year?"

Tong Qianqian nodded: "I have been by your side for a long time, even earlier than my uncle."

Gu Yi finally understood why Lan Huahua stood downstairs holding Zhao Chen and Yang Nian's hand, it was asking him for credit.

"Since when did you—" Gu Yi wanted to ask when she started following him, but was interrupted by Tong Qianqian.

"What to do now, if you don't agree, you can let her do it."

Her eyes passed behind Gu Yi and landed on Widow Zhang. Widow Zhang's expression froze and she immediately understood what he meant.

"If you kill him, I will let your daughter go."

Widow Zhang didn't waste any more words with Tong Qianqian, she screamed and rushed towards He Yixi again.

The long sword meets the sheep whip, dangling on the loess slope like a symphony, just like Xin Tianyou piercing through the clouds, sharp and desolate, Gu Yi wants to help, but is worried that Tong Qianqian will do it, his eyes are tangled, and he is caught Tong Qianqian saw it in her eyes: "Gu Yi, if you intervene, I will immediately wipe this little girl's neck."

"You—" Gu Yi pointed at Tong Qianqian, wanting to curse at him, but he couldn't open his mouth to that familiar face, so he could only curse in his heart to care about the battle between the two.

Widow Zhang is good at dancing a whip, but she doesn't have any skills. It's just the ability to let goats out for many years. At this moment, she misses the orchid flower in her heart, and rushes towards He Yixi as if desperate, with fierce eyes, as if she will bite his neck in the next second superior.He Yixi was unwilling to confront her head-on, but kept backing away from her edge. Gu Yi carefully looked at the expression on He Yixi's face, helpless and forbearing. He suddenly understood that the current He Daxian'er is someone who can't even be touched by ghosts and ghosts. .

He Yixi's retreat made Widow Zhang even more aroused, her eyes were so shattered that she was almost cannibalistic, and she didn't want the sheep's whip, so she went straight to He Yixi's sword. strangled the neck.Finally, Gu Yi couldn't bear it any longer, he jumped up and knocked Widow Zhang away, brushed her foot and shot again: "Sister Zhang, I advise you not to move."

Tong Qianqian yelled suddenly: "Hurry up! Or I'll kill her!"

Lan Huahua's feet flopped on the ground, kicking up a burst of dust. Widow Zhang rushed over howling like a beast, not shying away from the gun in Gu Yi's hand at all. , It looks like a close combat, but it is probably a legal system. Widow Zhang's arms are pinched by the strong force of a bull, and she can't move. Seeing that she is about to pinch Daxian'er's neck again, Gu Yi's mind is chaotic, and he thinks of Daxian for some reason. What I said before my son came.

He said that the orchid flower is just a fragment of memory, it will not move forward or backward, and will be frozen in this moment forever.

Gu Yi raised his gun again and shouted: "Don't move!" But Tong Qianqian also shouted: "Hurry up!"

With a wave of Gu Yi's arm, the trigger was pulled, and it became a different Xintianyou.

Widow Zhang and He Yixi raised their heads at the same time, only to find that Gu Yi's shot was not aimed at the sky or the ground, but directly aimed at Lan Huahua's head.

Lan Huahua's eyes were wide open, she stared blankly at Gu Yi, and in an instant, like a gust of wind, she scattered in all directions and suddenly disappeared into nothingness.

Widow Zhang's scream resounded through the sky again.

She rushed again, but aimed at Tong Qianqian.

"Hua Hua—!"

Tong Qianqian immediately flew away, Widow Zhang flew into the air, but stood still, sluggishly catching in the air, but couldn't catch anything.

Tong Qianqian was still fanning the flames: "Eldest sister, there is a wrong and a debt, what do you want from me?"

Widow Zhang was probably delirious from the stimulation, she jumped at whoever made a sound, her eyes were blurred and she rushed towards Tong Qianqian, Tong Qianqian let out a "tsk", her face showed impatience, she frowned and her eyebrows moved, her arms moved for a moment.

Widow Zhang was so angry that she didn't notice Tong Qianqian's actions at all, but Gu Yi saw it very clearly. He shouted: "Sister Zhang!" When he was about to touch Tong Qianqian, he suddenly stopped, as if in slow motion of a movie, and slowly knelt down.

The blood spewed out from her neck like a fountain, sprinkled under the dazzling sun, with a fishy heat, and then fell down one after another.

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Widow Zhang waited for a while to watch the other three people talk.

Widow Zhang: When will I be the director?