spoiled wife addicted

Use his words to make a joke, Palace Master Yun is not angry. "

Yun Shuocheng shuddered suddenly, was someone joking with a blank face, and it's not funny at all.

Ghost Killer probably also realized that it wasn't funny, a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, six years of living in drums made him a little difficult to understand the world and communicate with people, so sometimes he wanted to adjust the atmosphere, but he used the wrong expression .

Ghost Killer opened his eyes, and returned to the main topic: "But we should tell him about this after the Snow Treading Festival is over."

"Why?" Yun Shuocheng narrowed his eyes slightly, he had said everything he needed to say, what was he still worried about.

Ghost Killer pursed his lips: "I need to go to Jitian Pavilion on the Snow Treading Festival. If he knew, he would definitely not let me go again. But can Emperor Qing's illness be delayed any longer?"

"This..." Yun Shuocheng looked at him in astonishment, he didn't expect that he would still remember this matter, he suddenly understood why Xue Yi said that my Ajin was too distressing.

Ghost Killer continued: "My body has recovered, so don't worry, and I have to check something along the way, you tell him, it's just to make him worry for nothing, because I will still find opportunities to sneak into the Jitian Pavilion in private."

Yun Shuocheng sighed: "Let's do this, just in case, I'll let Jingui and Fugui accompany me, if found out, it will directly fall on the name of Baihua Palace, anyway sooner or later I will tear myself apart."

"it is good."

…………

Fei Xueyi with her hips on her hips, stepped on a stool, and yelled at Yun Shuocheng angrily: "Yun quack, what do you mean you can't come out, what do you mean it's not obvious, what do you mean you can't be sure, whether you can do it or not... Please go back to the palace and let the imperial doctor come."

Ignoring his anger, Yun Shuocheng opened the folding fan with a bang in his hand, shook it lightly, and said leisurely: "My friend, there is no need to rush this kind of thing. I guess it's not obvious. After a few days I will Come back and see for sure.”

Fei Xueyi snorted coldly, pointed at the door: "Go quickly, or don't blame me for kicking you back."

Ghost Killer raised his forehead, and whispered a few words in Fei Xueyi's ear.Fei Xueyi immediately blinked quickly, stretched out her long arms, hugged Guisha with a smile and said, "If I don't wear clothes, I have to hug each other tightly."

Shang Ziluo and Yun Shuocheng looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths twitched: In broad daylight, these two people are too intemperate and shameless!

What did Fei Xueyi and Ghost Killer do?

I'm going to bed.

Ghost Killer said: Fei Xueyi, I'm a little tired, go to bed with me and lie down, but you are not allowed to do that.

Fei Xueyi said: If I don't wear clothes, I have to hug each other tightly.

Three days later, Northern Xinjiang finally ushered in the triennial snow treading festival. The entire imperial capital was hung with colorful lights, drums and music were played together, and the flow of people was like weaving.

On the altar, the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven was in full swing under the auspices of the Master, and a white shadow and two black shadows also quietly entered the heaven worshiping pavilion at the same time.

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The author has something to say: The beggar lives in the Jitian Pavilion, and Ah Jin comes to the Jitian Pavilion XDD...

36 chapter

Because of the reason for offering sacrifices to heaven, there are not many people staying in the pavilion of offering sacrifices to heaven. Fei Xueyi had already explained the layout of the pavilion of offering sacrifices to heaven to Ghost Killer in detail last night, and the wealth and wealth also came to the pavilion of offering sacrifices to heaven with Cheng Yunshuo, so they came in It went well.

Ghost Killer made a gesture, and Jin Gui Fugui immediately jumped onto the roof, looking for a good position to monitor the entire Jitian Pavilion, and prevent Bai Limei from returning suddenly or other accidents.

The cold wind was wantonly blowing up the heavy gauze curtains along the road. He had already arrived at the deepest bedroom. This is Bai Limei's bedroom. He had seen the luxury and splendor of the other palaces in Hongling Mountain. Looking at this bedroom again, he felt nothing .

Fei Xueyi said that he had come to Jitian Pavilion several times, except for the place where Bai Limei slept. , then there is only one possibility, hiding in Bai Limei's bedroom.

He said: Since Zhu Yudan is so precious, maybe Bai Limei has already taken it by herself, and it is not impossible.

Fei Xueyi immediately shook her head: "Zhu Yudan is precious because it can protect people's heart veins to maintain life and make people immortal, but this means that the people under the drug will become immortal living dead. It is impossible to wake up, so unless Bai Limei is stupid, she will not take it at all.

……

He checked the hall as quickly as possible, not to mention Zhu Yudan, not even a single pill was found.

Ghost Killer stood in the middle of the room, watching the cold wind blowing the gauze curtains around him, quietly thinking about what else he had neglected.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and in a corner of the hall stood a stone wall about four feet high and half a foot wide. Originally, this was nothing special, especially because there was a concave groove on the clean and flawless stone wall. .

Ghost Killer walked over quickly, along the way, and picked up a mahogany comb on the dressing table.

Without the slightest hesitation, he put the mahogany comb into the groove, and then pressed slightly with his hand, and the mechanism was touched.

Just hearing a 'bang', the wall on the right opened slowly.

Seeing this, Ghost Killer lightly pressed on his waist, and immediately held the Xie Broken Sword in his hand.

As soon as he came in, the secret door closed automatically, and the ghost killer didn't care. Since there are traps outside, there should be traps inside.

Ghost Killer glanced at it, and found that it was just a bright dark room, furnished very simply, with bookshelves, desks, and a long table with many bottles and jars and a few wooden boxes.

Standing still in front of the long table with his sword closed, he randomly took a small bottle and put it between his nose and sniffed it lightly.

What a strong fishy smell!

Take another one, same thing.

He picked up another wooden box and opened it, and there was a red Gu worm the size of a thumb inside. Because he saw the light suddenly, his red body was wriggling restlessly, it was really disgusting.

——Bai Limei, it seems that the relationship between you and Muyue is not so deep.

Open the wooden boxes one by one, each wooden box contains a Gu worm without any surprise.

He calmly arranged the wooden boxes one by one. Immediately, he closed his eyes, put his fingers on his forehead, and murmured a spell.

The spell stopped, and he opened his eyes. His dark pupils were like a pool of deep water, clear and clear, as if it could wash away all the evil and filth in the world.

A small white flame ignited from the fingertip, and with a flick of the fingertip, the small flame landed on the red Gu worm.

This is the Huayue Flame used by Moon Priests to purify Muyue people and Muyue witchcraft. It is not as powerful and coquettish as the red lotus karma fire, and it has no effect on foreign tribes and foreign spells, but it is for Muyue people. Said to be the supreme technique.

After a while, the red Gu worms disappeared, leaving only the wooden boxes.

Ghost Killer sighed softly, and moved to the desk, but still didn't find Zhu Yudan and any useful clues, so he moved to the bookshelf again.

This time, he caught a glimpse of a small sandalwood wooden box in a certain shelf of the bookshelf. Next to the small wooden box was a small purple jade bottle and a picture scroll.

Ghost Slayer smiled coldly, first took off the small jade bottle, opened the bottle cap, a fresh fragrance overflowed, and there was a transparent red pill inside.

It's Zhu Yudan!

Ghost Killer was overjoyed, and quickly poured it into the small bottle he brought, and put a fake Zhu Yudan in it, put the medicine bottle away, and planned to see if he could find anything, but when he turned around, he suddenly stretched out his hand Take the small wooden box and slowly open it.

Heh, what good things are in it this time.

Somewhat unexpectedly, there was a gold-rimmed white brocade handkerchief and a mahogany bracelet inside.

With a flick of his finger, the moment he picked up the bracelet, something seemed to flash through his mind, too fast for him to catch, but it made him feel extremely familiar.

He shook his head to get rid of the feeling of the moment just now, his eyes turned and fell on the moon character embroidered with red silk at the corner of the brocade handkerchief, he immediately remembered the boy called Yue, Bai Limei described this The object is so cherished and stored, it seems that both the object and the month are very special to him.

After closing the wooden box and putting it back to its original place, my eyes stayed on the picture scroll for a while, and finally took it off and opened it.

As the scroll unfolded, his brows slowly frowned, and immediately, a deep sadness spread endlessly in his heart...

The painting is beautiful, barring some blood stains and a few paw marks underneath.

The young man in the painting is standing in a field of love tea flowers, his face is so familiar to him, it looks like Fei Xueyi, like the moon, but the person in the painting is the same as the moon, there is no tear mole at the corner of his eyes.

Could this person be a relative of Fei Xueyi or Yue?

With more and more doubts piling up in his heart, Ghost Killer pursed his lips, and resolutely rolled up the painting and shook hands tightly. He wants this painting.

After putting away the picture scroll, he began to grope for the mechanism. Since he entered this dark room, he felt uncomfortable. No matter how bright it was, how simple and elegant it was, he rejected it from the bottom of his heart.

After groping around for a while, he finally found the mechanism, and the stone door opened again, but it was not the one from the beginning.

It turns out that this darkroom is not the same place to go in and out. It seems that the person who designed this place has spent a lot of thought.

Coming out of the dark room is a small courtyard. There are rockeries and beauties in the white courtyard.

Seeing the beauty, Ghost Killer frowned, put the scroll in his waist, and leaned lazily on the stone pillar beside him.

"Hua Rong, long time no see."

A cold voice came from behind, Huarong froze, this was the first time he heard this voice, but a chill rose from his back, making his hair stand on end.

He held the long whip in his hand, turned around very slowly, and looked at the person coming.

The person who came was a strange white-clothed boy with a plain and dull face, but his black pupils were strangely bright, and he was looking at him eeriely at this moment.

And when he saw the white flames jumping from the young man's fingertips, his eyes widened in horror, his throat tightened, and he was so dry that he couldn't make a sound.

He didn't need to introduce himself, he already knew who it was, the son of Hua who was killed by him six years ago, and the moon priest who somehow came back to life six years later, Jun Mojin.

"What? You don't recognize me?" Ghost Killer raised his eyebrows slightly, and with a snap of his fingers, the flame disappeared.

After the horror, there was anger and unwillingness, Huarong gritted his teeth and looked at him: "It's you, Jun Mojin." At the same time, he looked around from the corner of his eye, and began to weigh in his heart whether to take the opportunity to attack or shout loudly.

Ghost Killer glanced at him coldly, with a murderous look in his brows and eyes: "What are you, you dare to call the priest's name directly, you should slap your mouth fifty times."

"That also depends on whether you have the ability." Huarong was furious, her body leaped up, and the long whip in her hand was thrown out like lightning.

Huarong's Nine-Bone Whip is made of snake bones, with fine barbs on the joints. When swinging it, the joints collide and crackle. This whip beat Jun Xiaoqi's grandfather to death.

A whip came across the sky, but it fell and swept on the stone pillar, and the pillar suddenly split into a gully, but the boy in white was nowhere to be seen.

Except for the sound of the cold wind blowing the palace bells at the four corners of the Jitian Pavilion, the surrounding area was silent.

bell bell bell...

One after another, non-stop, as if mocking his overreach.

"Tsk tsk, I heard that you are already pregnant. Are you sure it's okay to use force like this?" Yin Cece's voice rang in his ears like thunder, Huarong's body trembled, cold sweat continued to ooze from his forehead, and his face turned pale , he turned around and swung his whip again.

This time, Ghost Killer tipped his toes, stepped back, and swung the Xiesha Sword in his hand, wrapping around the front of the Nine-Bone Whip.

For a moment, the two stood facing each other, the Xie Shard Sword tightly wrapped around the Nine Bone Whip, forming a straight line.

At the end of the long whip, Huarong secretly gathered her internal energy, trying to pull back the nine-bone whip, but it was useless.

On the other side of the long whip, Ghost Killer's white clothes and black hair were blown slightly by the cold wind, rippling with boundless cold air, which made people shudder.

Suddenly, the corner of Ghost Killer's mouth drew a strange arc, and he shouted sharply: "Broken." After the sound fell, the nine-bone whip that was entangled by the Xie Broken Sword immediately shattered into several pieces, and Ghost Killer swung the sword lightly with his backhand again. The snake bone attacked Huarong.

Seeing her own weapon being strangled with her own eyes, Hua Rong was so shocked that she forgot to dodge, the barb on the snake bone brushed past her face, and bright red blood immediately flowed out slowly.

The pain woke him up, he raised his hand to wipe away the blood, and hissed, "Jun Mojin, I want to kill..."

However, as soon as the word "killing" came out, Ghost Killing was already approaching him, standing in front of him, his palm slapped him violently on the face at an unbelievable speed.

"Hua Rongjian/Slave, what right do you have to call me by my name! In the past, I was the master and you were the servant, but from today onwards, I am your god, your god alone, but you can rest assured, Muyue's god doesn't want Muyue people, but I won't want you, I will let you haunt your dreams until you die."

The cold and cruel voice was accompanied by loud applause, and I don't know if Huarong heard it.

The force of each slap was very strong, and in an instant, Huarong's face was swollen, blood spewed out of her mouth, the jade hairpin fell to the ground, her black hair was scattered, and a few strands were stained with blood.

Snapped…

clap clap...

Every slap made Huarong dizzy, the only feeling was pain, he just stood there blankly and let Ghost Killer move, when he couldn't stand still behind, Ghost Killer held his skirt and continued to slap him, nothing Any sign of stopping.

…………

"47."

"48."

"49."

"Fifty."

Ghost Killer counted ruthlessly, and after a slap fell, he held up Huarong's skirt and threw the person like garbage.

boom……

Huarong fell into the small pool in the courtyard, splashing countless water splashes.

Huarong even drank a few sips of cold water, and he came to his senses. He floated up from the bottom of the water, lying on the edge of the pool, with blood continuously overflowing from his mouth. His hands were deeply embedded in his flesh, looking at the ghost with extreme hatred kill.

Ghost Killer walked forward slowly, bent down, and asked with a smile: "So angry? Hate? Resentment?"

Huarong clenched her teeth, suddenly raised her hand, and waved it towards Guisha's face.

On the side of Ghost Killer's face, dodging his hand, grabbed his hair with his backhand, and lifted him out of the pool.

However, the next moment, Ghost Killer threw him on the snow in disgust, looked at the lock of hair in his hand, and said with regret: "Huarong, if I remember correctly, you are only twenty this year, why did you start to lose your hair?" ?” He didn’t use much force just now, at least that force couldn’t tear off this strand of hair.

"Ah!" Huarong screamed, raised her hand to touch her head, and shouted: "Jun Mojin, you devil, what have you done to me! Kill me if you dare!"

Ghost Killer blew off the hair in his hands, and said with an evil smile: "What did I do to you? I haven't done anything to you yet. As for killing you, I really want to kill you, but if you die so easily, it's not cheap Besides, your concubine is still waiting for you, how can I let you go alone."

"Concubine?" Hua Rong suddenly laughed loudly: "Jun Mojin, I am not afraid of anything because of Murong Su, do you think I will be afraid of you? You couldn't get it six years ago, and you can't get it now. I will marry him soon, and you, haha, look at your ugly appearance now, how can you compare with me!"

Their movement naturally alarmed the guards in the pavilion, and there was a sound of footsteps all around. Ghost Slayer raised his eyebrows, jumped up, and landed on the roof lightly. Looking at Huarong's swollen face, he said coldly : "Hua Rong, you are really disgusting."

As soon as he finished speaking, another cold shout sounded: "In Jitian Pavilion, trespassers will die!"

In a short while, dozens of men in white robes surrounded Ghost Killer from all directions, and Jingui Fugui brothers also rushed over at the same time, protecting Ghost Killer behind him.Jingui drew his sword and said, "My lord, go first, leave this place to us."

The leading white-robed man said: "None of you want to leave, let me take them all."

The cold wind was still wanton, but the palace bells at the four corners of the Jitian Pavilion suddenly became inexplicably silent.

Ghost Killer narrowed his eyes suddenly: "Not good, retreat quickly."

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At the auction at the same time, Bai Limei's face changed slightly, and she was about to get up, but Jin Qiantui who was next to her said unhurriedly: "Master, I had a dream last night, and when I woke up, I always feel restless..."

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The author has something to say: I wish everyone a happy holiday and eat more meat dumplings QAQ.

37 chapter

Hearing this, Bai Limei just left the buttocks of the chair, and then sat back without a trace, straightening her clothes as if casually, showing her usual indifferent smile: "I don't know what Qiantose dreamed about? Try to interpret dreams." The moment he straightened his clothes, a small black snake as thick as chopsticks slipped out of his sleeve quickly, and then, the black-robed boy outside the venue disappeared, and a small black snake was wrapped around his wrist impressively.

"It's rare that the national teacher is so caring..." Jin Qiansui propped his head on one hand, his voice dragged long, his slender fingers lightly touched the red necklace on the official hat, his bewitching eyes looked at the items being auctioned on the high platform, as if in Thoughts, in fact, he closed his lips and stopped talking.

When Bai Limei saw that Wuyue was leaving, she stopped worrying and glanced at the direction of Jitian Pavilion, secretly thinking that Jin Dabao must have arranged for someone to break into the Jitian Pavilion at this moment, but Jin Dabao and Yun Shuocheng were a little bit a little Those who are capable are those few people, no matter who he sends, they are not the opponents of Wuyue and Skeleton Soldiers, even the white-clothed boy with unknown origin and unknown strength. Just come, wherever you want to go.

After a while, Bai Limei asked, "Why didn't Qiantose continue talking?"

"It's all a dream, it's the same whether you say it or not, why should I say it again, the national teacher should rest assured to accompany me and wait for the end." It's not that he didn't miss the little black snake just now, but this time they were looking for Zhu Yudan. To prove the true identity of the black-robed boy, so now that the black-robed boy leaves and Bai Limei stays, this result is exactly what they want.

These words sounded normal to outsiders, but Bai Limei had a different meaning when they heard them, and he couldn't help being a little surprised in his heart, what kind of bargaining chip did Jin Dabao have in his hands, so he dared to be so confident.

After pondering for a while, he pretended to be curious and said: "A few days ago, I saw a young couple in the General's Mansion. I heard that they were under Chitose's subordinates. I don't know why I didn't see them today?"

"It's none of your business." Jin Qiansui gave him a sideways look, the corners of his eyes that were painted with red rouge, looked extraordinarily enchanting.

Bai Limei's face was slightly stiff, her lips were tightly pressed, this Jin Dabao was just like the woman that night, really annoying.

The Sangongs on the side got angry, and they all condemned Jin Dabao for being vulgar.Jin Dabao acted as if he had never heard of it, and leaned over to pick up the teacup on the low table in front of him and took a sip leisurely: "Where did you get this Wannian Hanyu Guoshi?"

none of your business!

Bai Limei almost blurted out, but fortunately, the words reached her throat, and he suppressed them again, and said lightly: "This disciple discovered this by accident when he was cleaning the pool in the pavilion. Although this ten thousand year cold jade is extremely rare, But staying in the cabinet is not of much use, it is better to auction off some silver and do something for the common people."

Jin Qiansui smiled slightly: "Good intentions will be rewarded, and I look forward to the day when the national teacher becomes a fairy."

"Qiantui was joking, I am a secular mortal just like Qiantui, how can I become a fairy?" Bai Limei replied with a smile neither angry nor annoyed.

"Probably." Jin Qiansui sighed softly, and his casual eyes fell back to the stage. It was time to bid, and the audience was already looking forward to it.

However, no one knew that his palms were already full of sweat.

My wife, you must be fine.

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Jitian Pavilion, when the sound of "quick retreat" fell, the white-robed men surrounding them had already attacked.

It's too late to run.

Now, killing is the only way out.

Jin Guifugui's expression turned serious at the same time, and the signal flare in his hand was about to be fired, but was stopped by the ghost killer: "Don't send it, the more people come, the more you will die, you will leave when you find a chance, leave me alone, I have my own way to leave. "

Fu Gui hurriedly said: "Young master, you go first, these people have profound skills, and they are all indestructible, so they are difficult to deal with."

Indestructible?

No.

These white-robed people are not indestructible, but because they are basically skeletons, even if they are cut off, they will automatically move closer, endlessly.Unless they are smashed into pieces and cannot be recovered, or if the emerald forehead ornaments worn on their foreheads are destroyed, they will reveal their original shape and become a skeleton that turns into ashes when it sees light.

That day when he was outside Lin'an City, he felt an unusual aura approaching, but before he could confirm it, he was taken away by Fei Xueyi.

The current situation is critical, and it is no longer possible for him to explain all this. He pressed his hand on his waist, and the Xiesha sword wrapped around his waist was already in his hand. The sword was singing like a dragon, and he obviously felt the breath of death from hell .

"Come on, destroy that gemstone between their foreheads." He shouted coldly, and with a sway of his figure, he rushed forward first, followed by gold and wealth.

God, it's going to change.

Large swathes of red clouds gathered, the wind was bitterly cold, and the murderous aura in the air became heavier and heavier.

In the shadow of the sword, the knife fell on the white-robed man, and he was unscathed. There was only a goosebump-making sound of bones breaking, and then there was another crunching sound. The bones under the skin healed as before. On the other hand, Jin Guifugui It has been hung in many places.

"Destroy the gems!" Ghost Killer spun around, and with a sword, he picked up a gem from the forehead of a white-robed man, and ordered again, his current body cannot fight for a long time, the longer the delay, the greater the danger, and he must fight quickly. The man should be back soon.

The gemstone fell, and the movement of the white-robed man stopped abruptly, his face became painful and hideous, he twisted his body indiscriminately, and the clothes on his body began to shatter as he twisted, and then slowly moved with the rotten flesh. It fell, and finally only a white skeleton remained, but in an instant, it turned into countless powders and disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Jin Gui Fugui was very excited, and immediately followed the instructions of Ghost Killer.

Huarong, who had been lying on the snow all the time, looked at all this in shock. He never thought that there would be such a thing in Jitian Pavilion. He knew that Bai Limei was not a good person, and he also guessed that Bai Limei and Muyue had a relationship. Yuanyuan, but did not expect Bai Limei to know Muyue's forbidden technique.

Back then when Bai Limei stood in front of him, her first words were: Are you the son of Muyuehua?

He just looked at him condescendingly, smiling coldly even though he was smiling, and the aura exuding from his body was even more dangerous.

At that moment, the imposing manner made him breathless, and he forgot to answer.

He is not a child of flowers at all, the flowers on his back were just stabbed by the An family brothers when he was unwilling.

Unexpectedly, Bai Limei suddenly smiled, pinched his chin and said: From now on, as long as you are obedient, I will help all your wishes come true, my son of flowers.

After finishing speaking, he pressed a cold kiss on his forehead, making a life-and-death contract.

In this life, you must not betray him.

But, if he knew that it was his fake Son of Flower...

no!Jun Mojin must die completely!

Enduring the pain, Hua sat up slowly, picked up a long sword that had fallen to the ground, her eyes locked on the white figure, and waited for the best opportunity.

With a countermeasure, it will be much easier to deal with these white-robed people.

In less than a while, dozens of white-robed men disappeared into the sky and the earth one by one.

Staggered footsteps, white clothes flying, picked off the gemstone between the forehead of the last person, but the Xiesha sword in his hand didn't hold back, instead, he chopped off the person's head with a sword, and he stepped on it, smashing it to pieces.

"Wouldn't it be a pity to just watch the show and not be in the show?" He is tall and tall, with his left hand behind his back, and the sword tip of his right hand is pointing directly at the black-robed boy on the roof of the pavilion. He bent, seemed provocative, seemed disdainful.

At this moment, the hair brushed against his pale face and the corners of his slightly curved lips, making him surprisingly alluring.

"Hehe, my opponent, I hope I won't be disappointed this time." Yin Luo, without any accident, Wuyue came with a gust of wind.

The gust of wind blowing on his face was icy cold, but it was far from making people feel chills and shivering like this murderous aura.

Ghost Killer blocked with a backhand, received this move, but was shocked back a few steps, a mouthful of fishy sweetness rushed up his throat, and he swallowed it again. After the fight just now, his abdomen has started to hurt, and he must do it as soon as possible .

Quickly seal the mudra with one hand and chant the mantra.

He is just a half moon priest, and the flame of Huayue that he sacrificed is no bigger than a palm even if it reaches the extreme, and it has no effect on this kind of monster.

But this time, it is only for confirmation, not for eradication.

Wuyue didn't understand what he was doing, so he swung the long sword forcefully again: "Not enough, come again!"

Ghost Killer curled his lips coldly, and a strange smile bloomed on his lips: "Then don't let me down."

"My lord, be careful..." Jin Guifugui raised his sword to protect him.

A vicious light flashed in Huarong's eyes, and there was a hint of excitement, right now!

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

However, Jingui Fugui hadn't even gotten close to the boy's body before he was shaken away by the boy's palm.

Then, the shocked Fugui ran into Huarong, the sword in Huarong's hand deflected, Ghost Killer easily dodged, and immediately kicked out mercilessly.

Then, Huarong, who was kicked away, flew towards Wuyue impartially.

Then, Wuyue saw an unrecognizable person flying towards him, without the slightest hesitation, he sent it out with a palm.

boom……

Huarong's whole body was like a paper kite with a broken thread, it hit the rockery, made a muffled sound, and finally fell on the snow.

In an instant, red blood slowly flowed out from under him, staining the snow under him red.

"what……"

It hurts, my stomach hurts.

It hurt like hell.

Huarong collapsed on the snow ground in a state of embarrassment, her hands hanging on her sides were powerless to scratch the snow, and her swollen face still looked half like it used to be.

Save him, who will save him.

I hate it!

The child he had been looking forward to for six years was gone!

Today's humiliation, today's revenge, Jun Mojin, I want you to pay back ten times, a hundred times!

…………

Everything happened in the blink of an eye, no one cared about this change, and the fight between Ghost Killer and Wu Yue continued.

Suddenly, the moment the flame of Huayue landed on the back of Wuyue's hand, he seemed to be frightened, and instinctively retreated in the air, away from the ghost.

Sha, ruthless and desireless, without any weakness, they don't know any pain, even if his arms and legs are chopped off and his heart is dug out, he will not blink, but he is born with a little fear of Huayue Zhiyan .

Moreover, the Sha in front of him seemed to be emotional.

After these several contacts, Ghost Killer looked angry and excited in his eyes.

Once you are emotional, you will have a weakness, and it will be too easy to deal with.

After being confirmed, Ghost Killer was not in the slightest relaxed mood, but extremely dignified. He panted slightly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and planned to leave with the last move.

Otherwise, if he continues to face this face, he will go crazy, and he will not be able to control himself and try his best to tear this face off.

Because, it's too much of an eyesore!

Wuyue was at a loss for a moment, and then his murderous aura surged, and he said in a calm and unwavering voice: "You must die." The white fireworks just now made him feel a little inexplicably frightened, so this person can no longer live in this world.

The long sword rolled up snowflakes all over the sky, and countless sharp sword auras were mixed in the snowflakes, attacking the ghost killer.

Ghost Killer sneered, and the Xiesha Sword swiped across the palm of his hand, the blade was stained with blood, and the original white color instantly turned red.

The white figure suddenly soared into the sky, swirled in the air, and swung out the sword in his hand.

"Listen to the snow to bury the sky."

Hearing a loud bang, the long sword swung down, as if a flash of lightning flashed by, and between the lightning, the red sword light struck towards Wuyue.

The sword energy collided with the sword energy, and a powerful wave of energy spread to the surroundings. The stone pillars in the courtyard collapsed, and deep ravines were drawn on the ground.

On the side of Bai Limei's sleeping hall, broken stones and broken tiles were all over the ground, making it a mess.

But the two people who were wielding swords were both pushed back by the sword energy, and Ghost Killer took the opportunity to leave with Jingui Fugui.

When the dust and snowflakes settled in the sky, only Wuyue stood beside Huarong holding a sword in the whole courtyard, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of her lips.

The next moment, after hearing a few 'clank clang clang' sounds, the long sword in his hand was broken into pieces and fell to the ground at his feet.

But he only frowned slightly, and there was no extra expression.

…………

Ghost Killer stopped in a dark alley with Jingui Fugui. As soon as he stood firm, he couldn't help but leaned on the wall any longer, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Jin Gui hurriedly took out a small medicine bottle from his bosom, poured out a pill and handed it to Ghost Killer: "My lord, this is prepared by the Palace Master for you, take it quickly."

After taking the pill, the abdominal pain relieved a lot immediately, and he let out a sigh of relief, handed Zhu Yudan to Jingui, and said: "This is Zhu Yudan, you go back to the palace and hand it over to Palace Master Yun, I have to do it beforehand." One step, farewell."

After saying that, with a little tiptoe, the person has disappeared into the dark alley.

38 chapter

In front of your eyes are all kinds of gorgeous lanterns, and beside your ears are the laughter and chatter of men and women. They are talking about how grand the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven is, about how the Wannian cold jade at the auction fell into the hands of a man in black, and discussing Looking at what the king of Jingjing has done, talking about who won the first prize for a man and who won the beauty for a woman...

Ghost Killer, however, seemed to be unable to hear or see, and kept his eyes down, holding the scroll in one hand and resting on his stomach with the other, walking aimlessly through the streets of the imperial capital repeatedly like this.

Tired, rest.

Enough rest, let's move on.

For six years, he was used to loneliness and being alone.

And all the bustling and bustling things now make him feel very strange. He just wants to find a quiet place to hide, just like those six years, when he was quietly huddled in a drum.

So he walked from day to night, and there were more and more people around him. Gradually, he also forgot what to do and where to go.

After coming out of the drum for more than half a year, he only thought about revenge and rescued his people, and he didn't care about anything else.

However, on this road of revenge, the variable Fei Xueyi appeared, and then brought the child in her womb.

He is no longer alone.

He no longer lives solely for revenge, he wants to protect Fei Xueyi, their children, Liu Bo and others.

When did Fei Xueyi have such an important position in his heart, he couldn't remember that when he met the absurd by the stream, he made a master-servant oath in order to survive, and they were master-servant in the days to come, even more is the closest person.

Who would have thought that a person like Fei Xueyi would tolerate him again and again; would be mad and sad because his voice could not recover; would cook a bowl of Yangchun noodles for him; would be because of his drunken songs , dragged his sick body and tossed out of the windmill in the yard...

Fei Xueyi never asked him why he did what he did, and always just silently stayed by his side to support him.

Facing such a person, how could he not be indifferent.

At this point, he knew what he wanted and what he was going to do. It was a good thing, but in the daytime battle with Wuyue, he used Tingxue to bury the sky. He seemed to want to speak to him, but he cut it off with a sword.

The sword fell, and the appearance of the master disappeared.

His heart was messed up.

He remembered what his master said, Mo Jin, there are two major catastrophes in your life, whether you can survive or not depends on luck.

In the love robbery, he lost most of his life and lost his clansmen, so he survived as a half-human, half-ghost.

What about fate?

How should he get through it?

…………

The sky, I don't know when snowflakes floated.

He was still walking slowly, and unknowingly went back to the dark alley that he left the first time.

He stood at the entrance, was slightly taken aback, and walked in.

In the dark alley, a few beggars were gathering together to share the food they had begged for today. Their faces were stained and their clothes were ragged, but their voices were cheerful. It was obvious that they had a good harvest today.

Ghost Killer found a place to squat down, quietly looking at the small place in front of him.

Pieces of pure white snowflakes slowly fell, filling up the places that had melted during the day, and soon the sky and the earth were again a vast expanse of whiteness, those dirty and filthy things were all covered up, leaving only It's pure.

The snow fell on Guisha's head and shoulders, but he didn't