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As soon as the knife pierced Yanjia's skin, there was another explosion on the flat ground. This time, the place of the explosion was not far or near, just under the feet of everyone. The mountain-like ruins were violently impacted by such a huge vibration, and instantly collapsed like a landslide. With Ruhui's help, Hua Shenchi picked up Yi Qingchen, and was about to run to a farther place to take refuge, but Yi Qingchen suddenly said like Ruhui, "Throw this head into the ruins!"

The bustling crowd passed by the three of them, as if everyone who passed by might be a national teacher in disguise.

This explosion is undoubtedly a cover-up method used by the national teacher to protect the woman Yanjia. Now that everyone is fleeing, it is the best time to snatch Yanjia's head. If he still holds that head, he will definitely become the target of the national teacher's attack primary goal.

But Yi Qingchen was still one step too late.

In the chaos, Ruhui was staggered by the crowd, and just about to reach out to throw it, someone strangled his throat and dragged him for a distance. Ruhui struggled desperately, but the strength of that person was too great, and he repeatedly yelled. Unable to call out, he could only watch helplessly as he got farther and farther away from Hua Shenchi and the others, and his head became more and more dizzy.

I don't know how long he was dragged, but he didn't wake up until he was thrown to the ground suddenly and his head was hit hard.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the disciple of Yanzong who had obstructed him in every possible way to perform Yi Qingchen's surgery was holding the head of the woman Yanjia, with an obsessive expression, almost insane.

Ruhui stepped back for a certain distance, looked around, and found that he had been taken to a strange place, lost Yi Qingchen and the others, and even the large troops marching south did not know which direction they were in.

The national teacher held the head of the woman Yanjia, rubbed the top of her head comfortingly, and placed it on a flat stone covered with a handkerchief. Then he turned around and looked at Ruhui, with a handful of hands in his hand. Dagger, with a cold smile on his face.

If you will be scared back again and again.

The national teacher approached step by step, finally stepped on the corner of Ruhui's clothes, squatted down, put the tip of the dagger against Ruhui's chin, admired Ruhui's fearful expression, and asked interestingly, "I think you are also an extremely Talented Yanshi, unfortunately, he was born in the medicine sect by the wrong birth. Since you know so much about Yanshu, you can even imagine the fusion of Yanshu and medical skills. Then tell me how I survived? If you guessed wrong. .....I will cut you open and let your blood out..."

Ruhui closed his eyes in fright, and tremblingly said, "I, if I guess right, you can't let me go back..."

The national teacher said with a smile, "I can give you a more comfortable way to die." If it happened, he wanted to cry even more. The national teacher clicked his tongue and said impatiently, "Speak!"

If you will be frightened, you can only reluctantly say, "It's just... that the core of your Yanjia is different from the Yanjia next to it. Maybe, maybe it's on the body, not the head, so the head was cut off. I can still move on my own after losing my body..."

The national teacher sneered when he heard the words, "That's all. What else do you want to say?"

Ruohui burst into tears, "Is it... last words?"

The national teacher smiled and said, "Thoughts about Yanjia."

If Hui saw that the national teacher held the dagger farther away, he was not as frightened as before, but he still huddled into a ball and said cautiously, "I always feel...you are not a bad person at all, although Not such a nice person..."

The national teacher showed a gloomy expression again, "Flatter?"

If you will shrink your neck, "No, no... Then let me say something else... The usual method of making Yanjia people is to make the skeleton first, then paint the skin, and separate the bone and skin, so even if No matter how ingenious the Yanshi craftsmanship is, the Yanjia people can't change the expression of ordinary people, because the bones and skin are separated, and the skin is just an illusion, so when I learned that you might be a Yanjia person, I was thinking Then what kind of genius Yanshi can make such a real Yanjia. At first I thought she used other methods, such as connecting the bones and skins together, but now I can see that you are actually You can change the skin, you should have more than one skin, and the appearance of that national teacher is not your original appearance?"

The national teacher was very interested in hearing this, and said, "That's right, I changed the skin after I left the village to avoid the villagers' pursuit..."

If you talk about Yanjia, your interest will rise, and regardless of the murderous maniac standing in front of you, you just stretch out your hand and gesture to the face of the national teacher, and subconsciously say, "Your bone structure is that of a young man. ...youth...something in between, so if I were that Yanshi, the skin I chose for you should also be of this age, and this Yanshi's aesthetics is very good, with open eyes The height of the bridge of the nose, the raised brow bone, the curvature of the mandible... are all very good, your current skin is really a little sorry for your bones..."

The national teacher covered his head and said with a half-smile, "Very good, very good...continue."

Ruhui put down his hands and chatted freely, "And you have never disassembled your own body to see it? So you don't know how many cores you have. Don't ask me why I know, because you made People A are really too clumsy, you are also a person from Yanjia, you can be flexible enough that every joint can move freely, haven't you thought about this problem?"

The national teacher was stunned for a moment, raised his hand, stared at his fingers, and thoughtfully said, "Is that so?"

Ruhui nodded, "Why is Yanshi's thinking limited to one core now? In fact, no matter whether it is making animal armor or humanoid armor, as long as there are enough Yan armor cores, you can reach this level, right? Although the trouble is It’s a little troublesome, and the cost is very high, but why no one is willing to try it? Even you, who are clearly good at this, have not been able to break through this shackle.”

The national teacher moved his fingers, and his expression became serious.

If he could talk happily, he simply opened his treasure bag, pulled out the small Yanjia and the drawings inside, and spread it out for the national teacher to see, "Look at these, they are all my ideas. The vision of the teachers is too narrow, everyone has chosen a very stable path pioneered by the predecessors, and there is no new idea, what do you think of my changes? And here, here..."

Ruhui buried his head in the drawing until the cold dagger landed on the side of his face again. Then he realized his situation, and immediately retreated, hugged his head and said with a mournful face, "If you really want to kill me here, please Please, bring my drawing to the world, I don’t want my work to die with me..."

The national teacher sneered, and wanted to say something more, his eyes swept across the strange Yanjia gadgets, but the hand holding the dagger suddenly froze, "This is..."

Before he could finish speaking, a leisurely laugh came from a hundred steps away.

If you turn your head to look, you can see Murong Qian is holding a saber, walking towards this place, while walking, he said to the national teacher, "What? The person who did not hesitate to expose his identity to arrest him, but in the end he is reluctant to kill him? Long-winded..."

The national teacher saw the person coming, and only snorted coldly, "Kill...you must kill."

Murong Qian glanced at the head that was placed on the stone, and said with a light smile, "Now that your identity has been exposed, how can you witness the moment when Nan Xingjun and Tiangui Laodao are exhausted?"

The national teacher sneered, "You don't need to worry about Mr. Murong, the agreement between you and me is very clear, I will kill everyone to obtain the method of bringing the dead back to life, and you will take your brother Xue away after the matter is completed, and we will not interfere with each other... ...I don’t know what is the purpose of showing up here right now?”

Murong Qian fiddled with the mask, and said with a smile, "The national teacher is really ruthless. I have worked in Juexian Valley for many years, and I can't even visit him?"

The national teacher's eyelids twitched, "If you fart, let it go."

Murong Qian held the mask in front of his eyes, looked at the national teacher through the hole in the mask, and said with a smile, "National teacher, scholars must not speak so harshly. I came here to bring you a gift... ..."

After all, he drew his sword and sliced ​​off the head of the woman Yanjia.

Seeing that the national teacher was furious, he walked to the place of Yanjia gadgets in a leisurely manner, picked out a doll from inside, threw it to the national teacher and said, "Do you still recognize this thing?"

If you see this thing, you want to grab it back, but you don't dare to act recklessly because of your own life, so you can only protest timidly, "My little Mingying..."

The national teacher turned his face to look at Ruhui, and said in disbelief, "What did you say?"

Ruhui shrank his neck and muttered, "My little Mingying...don't hurt him..."

Murong Qian smiled and said, "Speaking of which, is this something Miss Ruhui has worn since she was a child?"

Ruhui recalled, "My grandfather told me that when I first learned how to hold things, I was holding on to wood and knives all day long. They hid the knives for fear that I would be hurt. One day they came back from farming and found me alone. I huddled in my room and carved a puppet with a knife I didn’t know where I found it. Later, when I grew up a bit, I don’t remember it, but Xiao Mingying has been with me for more than ten years... "

"He is my only relative, you are not allowed to hurt him..."

After all, he stared eagerly at the puppet in the hands of the national teacher, for fear that the national teacher would crush him in a fit of anger.

The national teacher stared at the puppet for a long time, then turned to look at the woman Yanjia who was split in half on the ground, then looked at the heroic Ruhui, then looked at Murong Qian, covered his face and smiled, "So that's it. ...So that's how it is...so no matter what I tried, I couldn't call the master's soul back into Yanjia's body..."

"So...the agreed time limit has come..."

Ruohui couldn't understand what he heard, so when the national teacher was distracted, he snatched the puppet from the national teacher's palm, ran behind Murong Qian, turned to look at the national teacher with lingering fear, and found that he hadn't caught up .

Seeing this, Murong Qian looked at Ruhui quite amusingly, "Miss Ruhui, didn't you forget that I am also the Dharma protector of the Food Marrow Sect?"

Ruhui was stunned, "But...but isn't this identity a lie? You should be facing Mr. Yi, right?"

Murong Qian nodded and said, "I am indeed marching towards Brother Xue, but I am not marching towards the south." After finishing speaking, he drew out his sword, put it on Ruhui's neck, put the mask back on his face, and said with a light smile, "My position is only for Brother Xue. Whether it is the Marrow Sect, the South Marching Army, the Central Plains, Southern Border, Murong Mansion, everything...is just a tool. As long as it can protect Brother Xue, everything can be used by me. Everything can be chosen at will.”

The national teacher was stunned, "Murong Qian, what are you going to do?"

Murong Qian smiled and said, "My guess is really good...From the moment I entered the Essence Sect, I have been collecting the weaknesses of all of you. I observed for a long time and found the weaknesses of all of you. But I just don’t understand what you cherish.”

"At first I thought it would be that woman's Yanjia, but you were willing to leave her alone in an empty house and outside the valley, and ended up being demolished by the South Marching Army, so it shouldn't be this thing. "

"Until I heard the story about the Yanjia people and the genius Yanshi, and investigated a lot about the past of that village, guess what I found..."

The national teacher asked nervously, "What?"

Murong Qian laughed a few more times, "The diary written by the genius Yanshi himself. Even though it was burned by the fire, there were still a few words left, which were enshrined in the ancestral hall by the repentant villagers. I finally bought it The person who looked at the ancestral hall showed this thing to me, and then unexpectedly found that the name of the human-shaped Yanjia is Mingying..."

"Brother Xue seems to have such a friend by his side, and her doll's name is also Mingying... What a coincidence!"

The national teacher gritted his teeth and said, "Murong Qian..."

Murong Qian gestured to Ruhui's neck, and said calmly, "I've been waiting for this moment, until there are only the three of us, and I will personally tell you this great news, and then... "

The national teacher narrowed his eyes, "You want to kill me?"

Murong Qian turned around and said with a smile, "Don't be so heartless, I just don't want you to pose a threat to Brother Xue. In my plan, at this point, you and the old Taoist Heavenly Ghost deserve to die."

"In the end, I will give the final blow to the Southward Army. As long as the Marrow Sect and the Southern Army are dead...all the factors that may cause turmoil disappear, and this troubled world will end.... ..”

"Brother Xue will never get hurt for you again..."

After hearing this, the national teacher laughed, "Sure enough, you are also crazy..."

Murong Qian's laughter stopped abruptly, the sword's edge on Ru Hui's neck tore a bright red gash in his skin, and the national teacher's complexion was not so pretty.

Murong Qian stretched out his hand to the national teacher, and said calmly, "Hand over the control methods of all organs in Juexian Valley."

The national teacher did not move, and said vigilantly, "How do I know if this is a scam by the two of you? If you are willing, then do it."

Murong Qian laughed sullenly twice, and said to Master Guo, "Did you make a mistake? That's all, since you don't want to believe it, then... girl, you're offended."

The cold blade penetrated into the flesh, because the blade was very thin, so he couldn't feel the pain at all, Ruhui only had chaos in his mind, and he didn't realize that he was going to die at all.

Blood gushed out from the wound like a pillar, and not long after, all the strength in his body was drained...