Heaven and earth float day and night

The blood is sticky, and the touch of the heart is so real.

Su Jiugui hadn't done anything dirty for so many years, and cultivating immortals in Taiqing Mountain must pay attention to the spirit of immortality, but now he is no different from a demon cultivator who kills indiscriminately.

When Orion died, his eyes were wide open, it was a tragic death.

He hunted so many spirits, he probably never thought that one day he would die at the hands of his prey.

Su Jiugui threw away his heart, and wiped his right hand leisurely with a handkerchief.

He stood in the middle of a pile of corpses, surrounded by broken arms and limbs, with a fresh heart and a dead Orion at his feet.

This scene is scary, but Su Jiugui standing here feels a little beautiful.

The spirit is overflowing.

Xiaobai only thought of this word.

Su Jiugui tilted his head and asked, "What's the matter? Have you never seen a murder?"

Xiaobai nodded first, then shook his head again, he has seen murder, but he has never seen such murder.

Su Jiugui didn't have the aura of a cultivator at all, as if he went to the countryside to do as the Romans did, and only spent a little time as a fox demon. He really regarded himself as a fox demon.

Su Jiugui doesn't have a golden elixir, and he can't use spells. The only thing he can use is physical skills. He has practiced for more than 1000 years, so he can't leave nothing behind.

The only thing that made him dissatisfied was that this body was too weak and could not perform [-]% of its normal performance, so killing an Orion was actually a sneak attack.

Would Su Jiugui in the past do something like this?He has never made a sneak attack before, and he is aboveboard when making appointments with others.

Xiaobai suddenly fell silent, and had to admit that such Su Jiugui was very attractive.

"Brother..." Xiaobai's face suddenly changed, "There is something behind you."

There was a sudden rustling sound from behind Su Jiugui, and when he turned his head, he saw the body behind him move.

First is his right hand, which has been dead for a long time, and there are corpse spots on it. At this moment, he suddenly struggled violently, and there seemed to be some Gu insects wriggling under the back of his hand, and the clicking sound of his stretching muscles and bones could be heard from a long distance away.

click -

The broken hand and five fingers were used as claws, twisted into a posture that ordinary people can't imagine, and paused in the air. If there are eyes, it should be a person who has just woken up but is dazed.

Immediately afterwards, there was a crisp sound, and the severed hand "turned his head", stared at Su Jiugui, and quickly crawled towards him.

The next moment, a boning knife came out of the sky, and with a bang, the severed hand was nailed to the ground, a stream of green liquid flowed out, and the little spiders in the severed hand scattered and fled, struggling for a moment and then stopped moving.

It took only a moment to kill, but this kind of action was big enough. A spider came out from the crack of the door, only the size of a thumbnail, and it made a rustling sound as it walked.

At first it was one, and then there were more and more, Luo Qiaoqiao must have found his trail.

Like the severed hand just now, the severed limbs in the room are controlled by invisible threads and twisted in the air.

A man's leg was connected to a woman's hand, and his eyeballs were moving restlessly in the air.

They looked at Su Jiugui in unison, like an army composed of severed limbs, aiming to kill Su Jiugui, an outsider.

Luo Qiaoqiao runs the shadow puppet troupe, and Xiyuanzi sings once a month, using puppets he carefully made.

Xiaobai paused, and immediately regarded himself as a helpless young boy, hiding behind Su Jiugui.

He pretended to be afraid and almost pretended to be real, "Brother, now, what should we do now?"

Su Jiugui didn't speak, one Orion died, and another Luo Qiaoqiao died.

With his current ability, he can kill an Orion, but it is a fantasy to kill a ninth-rank monster with physical skills.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in his wrist.

On the wrist, where the veins used to be were suddenly raised, as if a thin thread was buried inside.

The thin thread was restless, pulsating vigorously under the skin, as if about to break through the flesh, and was responding to someone's call.

spider silk.

Why is Luo Qiaoqiao so sure that Su Jiugui can't escape, because he planted spider silk on Su Jiugui's body in advance.

He is a puppet, no different from the body parts in the house.

As long as Luo Qiaoqiao wanted him, he had to be controlled.

"Hiss—" Even though Su Jiugui had suffered a lot, she couldn't help but groan in pain.

The thin thread in the wrist twitched, and the spider silk buried deep in the body seemed to mobilize the organs of the whole body, and it was connected to the heart to produce an indescribable pain.

In such an inopportune situation, he forcibly empathized with the memory of the original owner.

The little fox's memory is too simple, he has never experienced anything in his life.

His eyes were red, and a blood-red lantern in front of his eyes seemed to be able to bleed.

The little fox can't see anything else every day, lying on the case, he can only stare at a light on the zenith.

His hands and feet were nailed to the four corners so that Luo Qiaoqiao could use the knife to carve.

He could feel the blade moving across his body, cutting off flesh and blood everywhere.

Luo Qiaoqiao's knife was very good, with just the right amount of control, cutting open his meridians and squeezing out his blood.

He had begged before, but he stopped begging soon. It was useless to beg, but it would make Luo Qiaoqiao even more excited.

Before the person dies, the meridians of the whole body are washed first, the bloody heart is taken out, cleaned and put back in its original place, and then it is carefully sculpted by people to remove excess flesh and leave exquisite facial features.

The original owner just lay in the coffin day and night, watching Luo Qiaoqiao peel off the flesh and blood from her body to replace the blood.

The trip to Huangquan Road was not safe, and he had to survive many times but could not die, and finally became an excellent puppet.

He closed his eyes, as if he could feel the pain, which was worse than being punished by the thunder.

Su Jiugui had cut off all emotions and desires a long time ago, but now the memory of the original owner came flooding back.

Repression, resentment, hatred, and countless emotions were suppressed layer by layer, making him not like himself.

Want revenge, want to kill.

This is the most straightforward impulse and desire.

"Brother," Xiao Bai looked out of the door and said anxiously, "Someone is here."

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Luo Qiaoqiao walked to the third floor.

Outsiders coming here feel gloomy, as if countless eyes are staring at him.

But Luo Qiaoqiao only felt at ease for a while, those eyes looked at him respectfully, welcoming the arrival of the real master.

Qiqiaozhai has been in operation for more than 900 years, and there has been a change of owner in the middle. The previous owner was killed by a Taoist priest because he was too sharp.

Luo Qiaoqiao has never done anything wrong since he took over, and he treats everyone with respect, even if the fourth child is just an ordinary hunter, he treats the fourth child as respectfully as a real adult.

No one has ever seen Luo Qiaoqiao get angry. He is famous for his good temper. Many people say he is a bit of a coward.

At this time, he was walking in Qiqiaozhai, and the spiders scattered everywhere, covering every corner of the old house.

Luo Qiaoqiao never panics when doing things, and always takes her time.

Holding a lantern, he walked up the wooden steps step by step. The stairs were so old that they made a creaking sound when stepped on.

But his voice was very different, much louder than others, as if five or six people were walking on it at the same time.

Look carefully, the short Luo Qiaoqiao is a bit weird, as he walks, the hem of his clothes rises, gradually revealing his eight legs.

He is a spider spirit, it is too uncomfortable to pretend to be a person, it is more comfortable to show his legs.

Luo Qiaoqiao had already buried spider silk in the little fox's body, and if it wasn't for the necessity, he wouldn't have wanted to use it.

The little fox is no longer considered a living body, forcibly manipulating the silk threads on his body will leave scars, and he will have to rush back and forth to repair them.

He also didn't want to catch people out, he hoped that the little fox would come to him voluntarily.

Luo Qiaoqiao called her like a puppy and said, "Little fox, little fox."

His voice was hoarse and cheerful, as if he was singing a song.

He walked up the last step, Luo Qiaoqiao didn't have to be as stupid as the fourth child to open the door every now and then to check, his spider would tell him where the little fox was.

But he still walked slowly carrying a lantern, "You begged me before, you said let me go, let me go."

He pinched his nose and begged like a little fox.

"It's really good-looking and has a nice voice. I couldn't help but listen to it a few more times. It's a pity that you stopped barking later."

Luo Qiaoqiao let out a long sigh when she said this, as if it was a great regret, "Sometimes when I stay with you for a long time, I think, can I not give you to Lord Tianfu? Can I keep you by myself? If only you were mine."

This Meng Luo Qiaoqiao has done it many times. He has lived for almost 1000 years, and his favorite is this little fox.

He used what he had learned all his life to make him perfect, without a trace of blemish, even a strand of hair should be beautiful.

The most extreme beauty is the little fox.

He was a little hesitant at first, but when he learned that the little fox was not dead, he had already moved his mind.

So he didn't stop the fourth child from going upstairs alone, he knew that the broken limbs in his house would clean up outsiders.

This was originally a secret between the fourth child and him. They planned to give Lord Tianfu a gift in exchange for a wish.

The fourth child blesses her to get promoted and get rich, so what does Luo Qiaoqiao ask for?

He wanted to ask for a daughter-in-law, and hoped that Lord Tianfu would give it to him.

Originally the doll was made for gift giving, but he ended up getting along day and night. After more than three years, he developed some affection for the little fox.

I thought it would be some time before the delivery, but I didn't expect the fourth child to come so early.

If the fourth child didn't say anything, he would be able to swallow the little fox all by himself, and really keep the little fox as his pillow.

This is the auspicious costume he put on the little fox at that time.

He originally just wanted to give Master Tianfu a plaything, and the bride's clothes were his own selfishness.

Thinking of this, Luo Qiaoqiao smiled, thinking about it made people feel at ease.

"Now the fourth child is dead, no one knows you are here, you don't have to accompany Lord Tianfu, can you accompany me?"

He had already walked to the utility room, and there was a smell of blood, and the little fox was here.

He stood behind the door, with the tip of his nose almost touching the door, like a married groom visiting his bride.

He felt a little hesitant and nervous, and his hands were sweating.

He tried to make himself smile, it was a very shy smile.

Afraid of scaring his little fox, he spoke in a soft voice: "Stay with me forever."

Kill

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