Death Spell

Chapter 145

"...Master Sang, you have a good memory."

There was a faint blue in Sang Xie's eyes, he looked up and down the woman in front of him, and said with a smile: "I can't tell, you are a woman, now...how should I call you?"

"Jiang You, my new identity." Jiang You raised his hand and unbuttoned his little black suit, and said, "Master Sang, don't come here in harm's way."

The corners of Sang Xie's lips curled slightly, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

Jiang You stood where he was, and suddenly jumped up, dodging the first attack of the soft whip in Sang Xie's hand. Before Jiang You could stand still, the soft whip came towards him again. Jiang You raised his eyebrows and raised his right hand to hold the soft whip hold in hand.

"Master Sang, who has always been calm, why is he suddenly so impatient?"

"I haven't avenged the revenge back then, don't you still want me to invite you to dinner to reminisce about the old days?" Sang Xie flicked his wrist, and the soft whip broke free from Jiang You's hand, and swept left and right.

Jiang You took a few steps back, avoiding Sang Xie's attack, and said with a smile, "If you want me to invite you, it's okay."

"You please?" Sang Xie dodged the Gu needle thrown by Jiang You, stood behind her, and swung the soft whip across, "Master You Ming's meal, is ordinary people can digest..." After speaking, he backed away Three steps, dodge a row of Gu needles.

"But there is one thing I don't understand." Sang Xie jumped up, dodged Jiang You's attack, flicked his whip to close it, and left the place quickly.

The two of them counted moves almost every second, but the communication was not delayed at all.

"Master Sang, may I ask?" Jiang You responded by turning sideways, throwing a Gu needle at Sang Xie while stepping back.

"Both you and Linglong belong to the prime minister's Anbu, why... betray the prime minister?" Sang Xie saw that Jiang You's body stopped slightly, and seeing the timing, she wanted to control her, but Jiang You turned sideways and grabbed Sang Xie again. soft whip.

"I never betrayed the prime minister!" Jiang You said, looking at Sang Xie with cold eyebrows.

Sang Xie noticed that the soft whip was firmly held by Jiang You, and looked at Jiang You with some doubts.

"If there is no prime minister, I would not be who I am today, and the person who betrayed the prime minister..." Jiang You's eyes flashed with murderous intent, "It's you and Lord Ya."

Jiang You pulled his wrist hard, seeing the soft whip getting farther and farther away, but Sang Xie was still in place, Jiang You stared slightly, only to realize that there was a soft sword inside the soft whip.

Sang Xie didn't wait for Jiang You's reaction, and swiped her sword across her body from top to bottom.After retracting the sword, he turned his wrist, and the soft whip intertwined naturally like vines, wrapping the soft sword inside, and turned into a brand new soft whip.

She lowered her eyebrows and looked at her body, and said with a smile: "If Master Sang's white bone whip, maybe it can still hurt me a little bit, like this..."

Hearing this, Sang Xie took several steps back.

"Master Sang should have died in my hands long ago. The reason why you didn't die was my Gu, which can only kill people, not zombies." Seeing Sang Xie frowned, Jiang You smiled even more: "It's too late. The moment you took the check, you have already been hit by the Ice Silk Gu."

Sang Xie said coldly, "You tampered with the crow and Xuan Luo's blood? I can't read the memory in their blood, right?"

"Why do you say that?" Jiang You narrowed her eyes slightly. She didn't expect that after Sang Xie knew that she had been poisoned, she could still be so calm and calm, "Master Sang, haven't you always been a god? Now... put your life on the line." Is it really worth it? As always, my heart is higher than the sky, and my life is thinner than paper. No matter how calm and calm, it is useless."

"Why, you didn't see how I panicked, are you disappointed?" Sang Xie said calmly, and glanced at Jiang You's injured place, where there was no blood flowing out at all, "Who doesn't know, there is no one alive under the Nether Gu, presumably I am fortunate to be the only survivor under Master You Ming's gu, so naturally I will always keep it in my heart."

Jiang You smiled lightly at first, then the laughter grew louder, and finally he looked up to the sky and laughed loudly.

"As expected of Mr. Sang, but soon... I still have no survivors under my Gu." Jiang You suddenly spread his arms, and disappeared into a black butterfly on the roof.

Sang Xie looked at the place where Jiang You disappeared, and slowly turned his left palm to himself, and found that his fingertips were frosting a little bit, his brows were frowned, and when he realized Jiang You's identity, his eyes froze.

"Wen Yao!"

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Lejia Ancient House.

Le Wenyao just hung up Yan Su's call to report to work, and at the same time sent all the investigation emails about Le Shang International to her mailbox these days.

Obviously, Le Wenyao had already guessed from Yan Su's tone what Le Shangkai had done before watching it.She threw the phone on the bed, untied the belt and took off the bathrobe, stretched her legs and stepped into the hot spring pool, picked up the hot spring water and wiped her face.

In Le Wenyao's heart, the last thing she wanted to believe was that her uncle would do such things.From childhood to adulthood, my parents have always had a high evaluation of my uncle in my memory.

If it wasn't for the sudden loss of news from his parents, grandpa would not have entrusted Lejia to take care of him.

Thinking about what Sang Xie said that day, and the friendship between Anya and grandpa, those people probably wouldn't bother with antiques.

Is there any place in Lejia's basement that she hasn't been to?

So these days, Le Wenyao stayed here, trying to figure it out, but when she thought about it, her eyes froze.

She turned around to look, and sighed again: "Hey! Demon girl, can you stop suddenly appearing behind me every time, and it's still when I'm in the hot spring."

Sang Xie didn't say a word, but walked towards Le Wenyao slowly, and fell directly into the hot spring.This scene made Le Wenyao blink, why did she seem to have known each other before?

"What’s wrong with you?"

Le Wenyao didn't care about those random thoughts, she sensed that something was wrong with Sang Xie, and went to help her, but found that Sang Xie's body was so cold that even in this hot spring pool, it was like ice.

"Sang Xie!" Le Wenyao held up Sang Xie's face, but found that the brows of her brows were covered with frost, and said worriedly, "Witch girl! What's wrong with you! You should say something!"

Sang Xie frowned, her lips parted slightly, her internal organs seemed to be wrapped in ice silk, she forced her to speak, "Go... get a weapon... it's dangerous..."

After hearing what she said, Le Wenyao immediately left the hot spring, put on her bathrobe, and notified Lu Hong to put Le House on guard.And took out the two long knives from the closet, turned to look at Sang Xie, and couldn't believe what he saw.

The temperature of the water in the hot spring was constant at around [-] degrees. Unexpectedly, Sang Xie's cold body could cover the hot spring water with a thin layer of ice.

Le Wenyao immediately came to the side of the hot spring pool, leaned over and said, "The witch!! Don't scare me, wake up, hey!!"

Sang Xie was completely frozen, his body seemed to be embedded in a flowing hot spring pool.

Le Wenyao froze in place, what happened?Didn't Sang Xie go to see Guo Fan with his uncle?

Guo Fan!

Looking back on the discoveries within the three major families, who would have thought that the final winner would be the Guo family?There is also the understanding from childhood that Guo Ting is a son-in-law who likes to miss the place of fireworks, but Guo Fan has always been very deep and doesn't like excitement.

I'm afraid... just like Shen Yi, he couldn't get away from those ancient people.

But the witch is a zombie, and the sorcerer can't get in touch with the forensic sister, so she doesn't know how to save Sang Xie.

Le Wenyao is very annoyed at the moment, why Sang Xie can show up in time every time she is in danger, but she has nothing to do now, looking at the ice on Sang Xie's body is getting thicker and thicker, Le Wenyao is angry Red eyes.

Zombies! ?

Le Wenyao calmed down instantly, looked at Sang Xie, raised her wrist and swiped the knife, her brows were slightly frowned in pain, and the bright red blood slid drop by drop into the frozen hot spring pool.

She didn't know whether it was right or wrong to do so, no matter what, she had to try.The moment the bright red blood dripped into the ice, it quickly swam towards Sang Xie, and then disappeared.

Le Wenyao didn't know where the blood went, but felt the flowing hot spring water melting little by little until it all shattered.She forcefully pulled Sang Xie out from inside, brushed away the frost on Sang Xie's face with her hands, and pressed her bleeding wrist against Sang Xie's lips.

"Demon girl, wake up this lady, do you hear?" Le Wenyao ordered anxiously: "You are not a beautiful iceberg, and I am not a prince, I won't allow you to do this, wake me up quickly !"

Sang Xie seemed to have heard Le Wenyao's voice, and suddenly opened those blue eyes, gasping for breath as if drowning.

Seeing this, Le Wenyao smiled happily.

"You bastard!"

Sang Xie regained his composure, the blue in his eyes slowly faded, and he saw the figure reflected in front of him clearly, raised his hand to cover Le Wenyao's cheek, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said with a smile: "Silly Girl, why are you crying? But are you afraid that I will die? "

"You have to stay away, don't die here!" Le Wenyao pushed Sang Xie away, and then frowned.

"...Wen Yao." Sang Xie regained his composure before realizing the smell, stood up and pinched Le Wenyao's bleeding wrist, and looked straight at her.

Le Wenyao didn't notice Sang Xie's strangeness, leaned over and opened the drawer with the other hand, and took out the medicine box inside.

"Don't worry, the cut is not deep, so there should be no scars." Le Wenyao wanted to withdraw her wrist and wrap it with a bandage, but found that her wrist was firmly held by Sang Xie.

"Witch?"

Sang Xie, who heard the sound, was startled slightly, let go of her hands and sat aside expressionlessly, without saying a word.

It's just that when Le Wenyao stopped the bleeding, she was too close. Her refreshing and sweet breath radiated along the blood and permeated the whole room.

The host's blood, to the zombie, is like a tempting incense. Sang Xie pressed his back against the wall tightly, and his hands began to tremble due to restraint.

It's not just the taste of blood, because after tasting Le Wenyao's blood, Sang Xie can sense it even if he closes his eyes and doesn't look at it. The blood in the blood vessels under Le Wenyao's skin moves back and forth in his body with every heartbeat. Flowing, full of infinite vitality.Everything became concrete, down to the capillaries, and even the sound of blood flowing seemed to be clearly visible at this moment.

Sang Xie pursed her lips, and the tip of her tongue brushed her lips and teeth. It was a taste that only belonged to the host.

It's so delicious, it makes people shudder.

Le Wenyao finished disinfecting, stopped the bleeding and tied the wound with a bandage. She lowered her eyebrows and saw blood all over her white bathrobe and neck, with a disgusted expression on her face.

"Demon girl, I'll be asking you what happened later, I'll take a shower first, you..." Le Wenyao said, looking at Sang Xie who was sitting there motionless, and her body seemed to be shaking.

"Are you cold again?" Le Wenyao moved the medicine box aside, leaned over to look, but saw Sang Xie suddenly raised her eyebrows, looked back at herself fixedly, and then raised her hand to grab Le Wenyao's back.

When Sang Xie approached, this was the first time Le Wenyao felt warmth from Sang Xie's body, to be exact, her body was faintly hot.

Le Wenyao blinked blankly and looked at Sang Xie. Could it be that the demon girl had a fever just now?

Do zombies get fever too?

Before Le Wenyao had time to think about it, she was already trapped in Sang Xie's embrace. When her eyes met, Sang Xie leaned forward and kissed Le Wenyao's lips...

Le Wenyao stared at Sang Xie, she didn't expect that she saved her, didn't say thank you, and even played a hooligan to herself!I wanted to raise my hand to push Sang Xie away to ask for clarification, but I didn't expect the witch to press her tongue and forcefully pried her mouth open.

This is simply not a strength that people can resist...

From Le Wenyao's throat, a suppressed moan overflowed.

Sang Xie pressed Le Wenyao on the floor, squeezed one leg between Le Wenyao's legs, and pressed against her as if suppressing her, which made Le Wenyao feel an unprecedented fear.

In this way, Le Wenyao was firmly fixed under her body by Sang Xie. The cold water vapor from her body fell bitingly on Le Wenyao's naked skin. This kind of stimulation was completely unacceptable to her. She tried hard to resist, but she could only Sang Xie firmly suppressed her, the bathrobe was put on casually and was not completely dressed, but now the bathrobe is almost wide open, showing the beauty of a beautiful scenery.

She looked at Sang Xie fixedly, she felt that this woman was crazy, to be precise, this person could not be Sang Xie at all.

No matter how lewd the witch is, she wouldn't treat her like this.

Did Guo Fan do something to her?

I saw Sang Xie staring at him with red eyes, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, with a kind of obsession.

"Sang Xie...you...you wake up..."

There was a hint of pleading in her voice, because the woman in front of her was too scary for Le Wenyao, she shouldn't be treated like this, she didn't like this kind of Sang Xie.

——When Wenyao falls in love with me someday, we will move on.

The witch at that time flashed through my mind.

Sang Xie's dark red eyes turned around on Le Wenyao's face, and finally landed on the blood vessels in her neck. When she saw the two red marks, there was a hint of uncertainty, and she was a little dazed.

"Ayao...Ayao..."

Taking advantage of Sang Xie's trance, Le Wenyao glanced at the long knife aside from the corner of her eye, and wanted to reach for it, but felt a tear fall on her cheek, which cheered her up.

The sight of Sang Xie in front of her made people fearful and distressed.

Le Wenyao couldn't understand what happened to the woman in front of her, let alone why she was crying?Just watching her cry like this, the corners of my eyes were also red, I raised my hand to cover Sang Xie's cheek, I wanted to wipe away her tears, but found that the more I wiped the more tears.

"Sang Xie...?"

Sang Xie's tears were terribly hot, rolling down her dark red eyes and falling on Le Wenyao's face drop by drop.

Seeing Le Wenyao's face clearly, Sang Xie became delirious.

"I can't...I can't...I can't hurt you anymore, I killed you...I killed you, I can't..."

At this moment, Le Wenyao's breathing stopped.

——Sang Xie, how did I die in the last life?

Finally, I understood why she reacted that way.But why, after I knew the answer, I didn't feel scared, but rather... very sad, because of Sang Xie.

——Since I can remember, I have no obsession with life and death. In my eyes, these are just reincarnation.

Perhaps without those so-called fates, Sang Xie might live a happier and freer life.

Sang Xie's voice was low and hoarse, and she repeated endlessly, "I'm sorry...I'm sorry...um..." Halfway through her low voice, Sang Xie's lips were sealed with softness, and Le Wenyao didn't want to hear her say "I'm sorry. "These three words.

It's just that this kind of kiss is a kiss that Le Wenyao has never experienced before.

Like intense, like plunder, like lingering.

The four lips pressed against each other tightly, and the lips and teeth were attached to each other, as if each other's life was bet on each other.

——呵!

Le Wenyao's long knife pierced through Sang Xie's body.

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Sang Xie slowly straightened her waist, lowered her head, looked at the knife on her shoulder, the dark red in her eyes gradually faded...

"...Wen Yao?"

"You don't owe me anymore... You don't need to tell me again, I'm sorry." A shallow water stain slipped from the corner of Le Wenyao's eyes, melting into her already wet white silk.

She didn't know why she did this, and it seemed like there was nothing wrong with it.

Le Wenyao looked at the long knife in her hand, pulled it out and threw it aside, but saw Sang Xie fall into her arms with a slight curve of her lips before she lost consciousness.

She held Sang Xie tightly, feeling the warmth in her arms gradually turning to ice and cold.

"There is no debt between me and you, do you understand, witch?"

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In the extremely dark corner of the ceiling, a black butterfly disappeared.