[Magic Master Xue Yang and colleagues] Suffering is coming

Xue Yang walked slowly in the town near Qiming Village.Normally speaking, his one-armed features and his youthful and handsome appearance should be very conspicuous.However, he had a gloomy expression, as if he was about to kill the whole family at any time, so that the people around him didn't even dare to look at him, let alone approach him.

Passing by a stall selling sugar balls, Xue Yang picked one and put it in his mouth, and kicked the table away before the stall asked for money.The chubby sugar balls flew up one after another, landed and bounced back, and finally the bones were all over the ground.Xue Yang waved his disaster relief, and glared viciously at the stall owner who was about to scold.

Xue Yang spat and continued walking, thinking: "Is this where Ruan Yue usually buys candy? Why isn't it sweet at all?"

Or is it that it won't take eight years at all this time, and no one gave him candy in just a few days, and he has forgotten what candy tastes like?

The more Xue Yang thought about it, the more annoying he became, and he tried his best to get his mind back to the business.

He was lucky before and accidentally let him pick up Huang Jue.Although not as good as Ghost General and Song Lan, but fortunately he was obedient and fast enough.Originally, after a month of continuous improvement, it was ready to be sold, but because of a falling out with Ruan Yue that day, he was cut into two by himself.Now it is not so easy to find someone with similar qualifications.

He dug countless graves these days but found nothing, and wandered back unknowingly.

Thinking of this, Xue Yang felt depressed, and kicked a fruit stand away again.

After walking for a while, Xue Yang looked at the half-gnawed apple in his hand, and thought: "If you take an apple, you can't hold a sword. It's troublesome to lose one hand. Since Xiao Xingchen can give Song Lan his eyes, No, then it would work if I cut off someone else's arm and attached it to myself? I wonder if Ruan Yue's medical skills can do it..."

Realizing that he thought of Ruan Yue's expressionless face again, Xue Yang felt furious.He decided to try his luck nearby tonight, if he still couldn't find a decent corpse, he would use the living people in this city to refine the corpse early tomorrow morning.With so many materials, he couldn't believe that he couldn't pick out a useful one!

That night, Xue Yang found a secluded cemetery, whistled to summon all the corpses buried in the soil, and stood in two rows according to the degree of damage of the corpses for him to choose.He looked at this and touched that, and felt that none of them caught his eye, so he kicked the corpse in front of him angrily.

At this moment, a strange noise was heard in the distance.

Xue Yang froze.He had heard the voice too much to be familiar with it any more.It was clearly the sword cry that Shuanghua made when he sensed the evil spirit.

Before he could turn his head, a sword light pierced the air and pierced from behind.Xue Yang didn't have time to use the disaster-reducing parry, so he could barely avoid the vital point, but the left shoulder blade was still pierced by a sword.

The man with the sword wanted to stab again.Xue Yang took advantage of the situation and turned around, with the disaster coming out of his sleeve and sweeping across. At the same time, two skull nails glowing with sinister black light flew out of his sleeve.

Two crisp sounds of metal colliding sounded, and the skull nail was blocked by the opponent's sword, but Xue Yang laughed triumphantly.It turned out that swinging the sword and piercing the skull were just false moves. His real purpose was to take pictures of the invisible mortal talisman.

"Song Daochang, are you safe?"

Xue Yang temporarily sealed the bleeding wound on his left shoulder, smiled and Mimi looked at Song Lan, who was restrained by the spell and couldn't move, and walked forward slowly.

He reached out to touch Shuanghua on Song Lan's back, but out of his keen sense of danger, he jumped back a few feet.But even so, Fuxue's sword energy still cut a bloody hole on his neck. If he hadn't dodged in time, his head would have fallen to the ground by now.

Xue Yang gritted his teeth, and smiled angrily: "Smelly Taoist priest, you have been a dog under my command for eight years, but you haven't learned to recognize the master, and your acting skills have improved."

Song Lan attacked again holding the sword, the sword was fierce, and the moves were aimed at the vital points.Xue Yang couldn't beat him in the first place, and now that he lost an arm, it was even more difficult to sustain even barely coping.After several times of insidious tricks, the method of controlling the corpse was almost ineffective, and he knew that Song Lan's corpse must have been tampered with by someone.And besides Patriarch Yiling, he couldn't think of anyone else for this candidate.

If this goes on like this, he will definitely die under Song Lan's sword, but Xue Yang still does not give up. While fighting with him, with a consistent smile on his face, he said mockingly: "Looking at your appearance of being neither human nor ghost, I'm afraid In the eyes of the world you want to protect, you are the real evil, right? Don’t you even dare to live in a store every day, so you can only hide in this kind of wilderness and sleep in the wild?”

Seeing that Song Lan was unmoved, Xue Yang said again: "You still carry Xiao Xingchen's soul with you, right? Don't say I didn't warn you, Daoist Song, his soul is shattered to pieces. You waved it so hard. Sword, aren't you afraid to shake him to pieces?"

Song Lan really hesitated for a moment when he heard the words, Xue Yang was waiting for this moment, when the hundreds of skull nails in his sleeve were about to be shot together, but was interrupted by "Xue Yang", and he stood there like a wooden chicken.

Those two words came from Song Lan's chest, but Song Lan had already lost her tongue, so it was impossible for her to speak.Besides, he remembered that voice clearly, it was clearly...

At this moment of distraction, Fuxue had already pierced into the abdomen.The position of the Shuanghua thorn was exactly the same as back then, but the force was much heavier, directly nailing Xue Yang to the trunk of a big tree behind him.

He fell to the ground with a bang, Xue Yang vomited a mouthful of blood, fixed his eyes on Song Lan's chest, and mumbled, "Xiao Xingchen...is that you?"