The Sick Beauty in the Republic of China

The trembling chains affected the baby ghost, and it seemed that blood rained down in midair, and when it fell on the human body, it corroded and caused severe pain to the skin.

The brothers and sisters of the Qi family who were not holding demons dodged one after another, but Qi Chensheng had no time to take care of them at the moment, and only protected Wang Luan but did not retreat half a step. When he got up, he immediately shone dazzlingly in this dark wind and bloody rain.

And the goshawk with black feathers all over its body suddenly soared from the continuous star formation, waving its wings that surpassed human arms, attracting gusts of fierce wind wherever it passed, almost sweeping away the blood rain, The chains formed by the blood were also affected almost to shatter.

As if the ghost baby felt something, the cries became more and more horribly, and the corners of Qi Wangxiang's mouth continued to overflow with blood, and he managed to stand up barely by clung to the bloody chain behind him with both hands.

His eyes became more and more sinister, looking at the hovering goshawk, he was even more tainted with unspeakable hatred.He manipulated the ghost baby to fight head-on with the goshawk.

In the blink of an eye, he took advantage of this opportunity to pull another blood chain, attracting that ball of blood that could barely be condensed to attack Qi Chensheng secretly.

But at the moment when the blood energy rose into the sky, a feathered arrow with green light pierced through the wind and rain came from the dark place, and before Qi Wangxiang could even see it clearly, he shot through the blood energy.

The connected blood chain suddenly made a loud noise, as if it was about to make a final struggle, but the condensed blood energy was already fragile and invisible, and now it was shot by the blue light feather arrow, and it fell straight down in an instant , continue to escape until it disappears completely.

Qi Wangxiang stared dead, and the figure of Qi Ci holding the bow fell into his eyes, but he didn't even have time to question, his heart and lungs seemed to be strangled by a knife, and a mouthful of blood spewed out uncontrollably.

At the same time, the baby ghost, whose head had been smashed to pieces, threw itself at Goshawk viciously, with its bloody mouth open as usual.But the goshawk didn't pay attention to it at all, fluttering its wings and flying half a foot high, it was ready to penetrate the ghost baby's body with its sharp claws, and suddenly pulled it up.

"No—" Qi Wangxiang spat out another mouthful of blood, lay on the ground and raised his head, roaring and looking at the goshawk that broke through the floor.Such a tragic cry attracted many people to sneak around to see it.

Qi Chensheng's eyes were still emotionless, he hugged Wang Luan who was getting weaker and weaker, his residual eyes reflected the shadow of a goshawk, and the gentleman's staff in his hand suddenly rang again.

The goshawk immediately flew up in response, and the blood chains on the ghost baby's body made a whimpering sound in mid-air, and more rain of blood shattered down, and Qi Wangxiang reached out his hands desperately as if wanting to catch them.

But this had no effect, and with another crackling sound, he could only watch helplessly as the ghost baby was turned into blood and flesh that could no longer be recovered between the goshawk's sharp claws, and the tight blood chains were also broken. Inch cracked and fell.

"what--"

Before Qi Wangxiang put his hands down, his body began to shatter rapidly like a ghost baby, countless blood spots soaked his clothes, and after a while he collapsed to the ground like a blood man.

The scarlet light shrouded outside Huanshalou also gradually began to dissipate.

But the brothers and sisters of the Qi family, although they all knew the existence of Zhiyao before, seldom had such a real contact with Zhiyao fighting each other. They were all shocked by the bloody scene and dared not move for a long time.

Qi Chensheng was not in a hurry to step forward, he recalled the goshawk who was still not enjoying himself enough, but because he disliked the flesh and blood stained on its sharp claws, he refused to let it fall on his walking stick.

The goshawk was so angry that it howled again and again.

In the end, Qi Ci was the first to walk to Qi Wangxiang's side. Immediately afterwards, Qi Muyao made arrangements for his younger sister and walked over nervously.

Qi Wangxiang seemed to be holding his last few breaths. After hearing their footsteps, he opened his eyes with difficulty, but he couldn't see anything clearly.

"Tell me, who taught you to control the demon like this?"

Qi Chensheng's voice came from afar, but Qi Wangxiang heard it very clearly, but he didn't intend to answer.

"You still don't want to say it?" Qi Ci lowered his eyes, clasped the beads in his hands, and sighed softly: "Or let's ask another way, who parasitized the holding demon on you?"

Qi Wangxiang's eyes had been dull for a long time, but they subconsciously opened a little wider, his mouth moved without making a sound.

Qi Chensheng hugged Wang Luan and walked over slowly, the sound of footsteps clearly fell into Qi Wangxiang's ears.

"Who are you trying to hide?" Not long after, he walked to Qi Wangxiang's side, and Wang Luan also looked down at the bloody man on the ground: "You are afraid of him."

Qi Chensheng continued, narrating in a very flat tone: "You had no reason to attack us at this time... In fact, you are also very clear that there is no half chance of winning this matter from the beginning to the end."

"The best result is - as you said before, we will bury you with you."

Yes, buried with you.Wang Luan coughed lightly a few times, and since he heard Qi Wangxiang utter the word just now, he has noticed something strange.

Qi Wangxiang wanted to let them be buried with him, that is to say, he already knew that he would die.

Then why did he die?Aunt Ji's child has just been born, and it is reasonable to say that it is enough to continue to provide him with life, and he will not die by himself in a short time, so - someone can only want him to die.

"The person who taught you to use the demon to extend your life gave up on you." Even though Qi Wangxiang refused to respond, Qi Chensheng still expressed his own deduction: "He wants you to die, and even wants you to die in this way. Under the competition with the Star Supervisor."

"To him, you are just an experimental product... He gave you the ability to control multiple demons at the same time, but he wants to know whether this power is stronger or weaker than a real star supervisor."

"In order to make you willing to die, he threatened you..." Qi Chensheng's crippled eyes showed a rare bit of pity: "He used your mother to threaten you, right?"

Qi Wangxiang suddenly became agitated, he opened his mouth to spill more blood, but unfortunately he still didn't say anything. .

After the last few violent gasps, he was completely lifeless, and even his eyes were still staring fixedly, never closing.

All the people stood quietly in their respective corners for a moment, falling into an unbreakable silence.

The scarlet light outside the building completely disappeared with Qi Wangxiang's death.

After a long time, Qi Muyao slowly leaned down, reached out and closed Qi Wangxiang's dying eyes...

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In the east courtyard, Qi Mojun slid the wheelchair under him, sneaking in the dark night.

The Bone Butterfly radiates dim light, fluttering up and down in front of him, guiding the direction.

Not far away, Qi Mojun could vaguely see the small courtyard where the eighth young master of the Qi family lived. He stopped his wheelchair and stopped moving forward. A ferocious white tiger came out of the bushes silently, and continued to approach the small courtyard instead of Qi Mojun. .

Qi Mojun withdrew his gaze, then turned around the wheelchair, and behind him, the white tiger opened its huge mouth, revealing its teeth, and suddenly jumped out, pulling out a chain of blood veins invisibly, viciously bite to pieces --

Qi Mojun raised his hand to catch the bone-leading butterfly in mid-air, then looked in the direction of Huanshalou from a distance, and sent it out again.

"Tell Shen Sheng, it's already been dealt with here."

The bone butterfly fluttered its wings made of a pair of hand bones, fluttered up in the night sky, and really headed for the Huanshalou.

Wang Luan's judgment was not wrong, but between the first 12 years ago and three years before Aunt Yu's miscarriage, there was one link missing - the eighth young master who was weak since childhood.

So far, the four blood chains that Qi Wangxiang used to absorb life extension have all been cut off, and he——has no possibility of resurrection.

Thinking back, Qi Mojun sighed heavily at the end of the message Qi Chensheng sent to him with the bone-leading butterfly.

The two young masters of the Qi family died, and the old man's birthday is destined to be a failure.

Is this the end?No, maybe it's just the beginning when the sun rises.

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Wang Luan didn't participate too much in what happened later, and most of it was heard from Qi Chensheng or Feng Shan.

After that night, Qi Chensheng brought him back to the small courtyard in Liuchi. As for how the second and third bedrooms lost their beloved sons suddenly, and how they collected the corpses in grief, he never saw it with his own eyes, but he also heard a few times of mourning .

Naturally, the old man of the Qi family couldn't hide it. Fortunately, the old man was a person who had gone through a major event, and he personally came forward to deal with the aftermath, suppressing all the rumors of the Qi family one by one.

However, the [-]th birthday was indeed too much to pass, and the guests who came to celebrate the birthday became mourners in an instant, and they sent off the two young masters decently.

On the last night before leaving the Qi family, Wang Luan met the old man of the Qi family after all, but it was just a meeting, the old man didn't say anything or ask anything.Wang Luan strictly abided by his duty as a junior, and he didn't say a word except greetings from beginning to end.

So the meeting ended in embarrassing silence, and Wang Luan didn't want to hear what was going on outside, but thinking about it... this time without Qi Shangwen's help, there would be fewer rumors.

It was only afterwards that Qi Chensheng told Wang Luan why he targeted Qi Shangwen and his siblings in the building. In fact, he had already found out that those ugly gossips came from Qi Shangwen's mother and son, and wanted to teach them another big lesson.

It's just that after the night in Huanshalou, the two of them lost the intention to continue to care about it, so let's just leave it at that.

Early the next morning, Wang Luan followed Qi Chensheng and got into the car that left Qi's house.

Looking out of the car window, at the high courtyard walls and deep courtyard, he suddenly thought of Qi Ci's sigh in front of Qi Wangxiang's corpse.

"He is just another person who was driven crazy by this deep house."

I don't know when, the Qi family's buildings and pavilions gradually became heavy in his eyes.Or maybe this is what they are.

Qi Wangxiang, Aunt Yu, Aunt Ji, the third wife, and even Qi Chensheng's mother, they were all trapped to death by the Qi family, as if trapped in the quagmire of fate, and spent half their lives either injured, crazy, escaping, or dying...

Wang Luan turned around, and slowly leaned against Qi Chensheng's chest with unspeakable thoughts, and was immediately embraced by Qi Chensheng again.

"What's the matter, brother nine?"

Qi Chensheng lowered his head, kissed Wang Luan's hair lightly, and asked in a low voice.

"It's okay, I just feel..." Wang Luan paused, then leaned on Qi Chensheng's shoulder, showing a faint smile: "Ahem... I just feel that I'm going home."

——I'm leaving here.

"I am very happy."

Qi Chensheng looked down at him, gently caressed Wang Luan's face, and after a long time, he showed a similar smile: "As long as Brother Jiu is happy, I also want to take you home soon."

In this way, the car finally drove away from the deep mansion of the Qi family, and at the moment they walked out of the gate, Wang Luan just saw another car passing them.

In that car, there was a woman holding a baby. She was raised by Qi Zhaohui as a singing girl outside. Although she gave birth to a child, she would never be able to marry into the Qi family in a fair manner.

But it was because of Qi Zhaohui's death that her child became the only blood left by the third young master of the Qi family, and she was regarded as the most precious mother.

The Qi family, the Qi family, the woman looked at the side door opened for her in front of the car, with all kinds of thoughts in her mind, as the car slowly drove into it...