It's not good for a beauty to be so irritable

Mu Qingchuan's eyes and eyes were shattered, and he wished he could cut him into pieces to pay for the pain of losing his brother.

Liaoyin leaned over to get the box on Master Mu's body, and as soon as his hand touched it, he was kicked away. He groaned and fell to the ground. He looked up and saw that Mu Qingchuan was holding the box in his hand. Geometry looked at him.

"You want this?" he asked with a smirk.

Liao Yin got up slowly, covered his chest and coughed twice, then said in a hoarse voice, "I have already seen through life and death, what is the difference between wanting and not wanting."

"See through life and death?" Mu Qingchuan laughed out loud, almost crying, "Do you believe it yourself?"

"Amitabha." Liaoyin sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and sat in this secret room without moving the wind.

"Hypocrisy." Mu Qingchuan scolded in disgust.Liao Yin just sat like a clock and ignored him.

Mu Qingchuan stared at him for a while, then smiled suddenly, took out the Immortality Pill from his bosom, pinched one with his thumb and index finger, slowly placed it under Yin's wing and shook it back and forth, seductively, "How? Isn't it the calculated immortality pill?"

Liao's brows and eyes trembled because of the smell of the strange fragrance, but at the moment when he was about to open his eyes, he suddenly recited scriptures in his mouth, and after a while, he returned to the appearance of an old monk in meditation.

Mu Qingchuan paused, with a gloomy expression on his face, he raised the dagger in the other hand, and slashed it close to Yin's cheek. The face was covered with blood, the blood dripped along the wrinkled beard, infected the front of the clothes, and set off the other half of the face, which was especially terrifying.

"I don't know, can using the Immortality Pill heal your face?" Mu Qingchuan whispered, and stretched out the dagger again, wanting to continue the action.

Liao Yin's body trembled like a dead branch being pulled by the wind. Although he tried his best to keep calm, his body's reaction betrayed his true thoughts.

Seeing him like this, Mu Qingchuan couldn't help laughing, and patted his face with the dagger, "You really want to try, don't you?"

Liaoyin groaned, and insisted not to answer.Mu Qingchuan raised his hand and slashed at his other face, with much stronger force than before, when the blade slashed, fine flesh foam flew out from the edge of the knife.

"Ah!" Liao exhaled in pain and opened his eyes.

"Is there any movement?" Mu Qingchuan laughed.

Liao Yin clasped his hands together and tried his best to maintain the cross-legged posture, and said, "Even if you slash thousands of knives on this old monk, this old monk will never bow to you."

"Bow to me?" Mu Qingchuan pressed the back of his head to force him to raise his head, "I just want you to be like my brother, to be bled and die slowly, slowly."

"Qing Chuan..." Liao Yin looked at him in disbelief, "After all, I am your uncle. Can you be so cruel?"

"Yes." Mu Qingchuan gritted his teeth, with uncontrollable madness in his eyes, "Do you know that every time I think of my brother, I want to tear you into pieces?"

"Amitabha." Liao Yin couldn't bear to chant the Buddha's name, "Qing Chuan, you need to get rid of your demons before you can turn around."

"Turn back?" Mu Qingchuan slashed Yin's chest with a knife, and said angrily, "I turned my head, and only saw my brother's body lying there motionless." He raised his hand and slashed again, "Give me back my brother !"

Liao cried out in pain, his body gradually tilted, and he couldn't sit still anymore. The blood from his body spread on the ground, sticky and scarlet in color.Mu Qingchuan stepped forward, stepped on the bloodstain, and with a slap, the blood splashed away. He looked down, rubbed on the ground nonchalantly, and gestured at Yin with a knife in distress, "Next , where should it be drawn?"

Liao Yin was lying on the ground, biting his lip with patience, even the corners of his mouth were bleeding.Even so, he still persuaded, "Qingchuan, give up the immortality pill, it is a monster, and all of this is its fault."

"Give up?" Mu Qingchuan put the Immortality Pill in front of Yin, "Isn't this what you've been pursuing all your life?"

"Amitabha……"

"Shut up!" Mu Qingchuan interrupted him sharply, "What kind of Buddha are you pretending to chant? If you really have your Buddha in your heart, you shouldn't have killed so many people in the first place!"

"It's my fault." Liao Yin said in a deep voice, his voice full of regret, "I can't do it either, but refining the immortal pill requires immortal blood..."

"So you think I have immortal blood?" Mu Qingchuan pressed his fingers hard into his wound and pressed hard, blood gushed out from the wound, and a large piece flowed out in a short while. Because of the pained expression, he felt a sense of joy in his heart, but amidst that joy, there was still a strong sense of unwillingness, "So, when you asked me to refine the immortality pill, you also wanted my blood?"

"No. At the beginning, when I divination, the divination showed that only people in the cloudy season and the sun can refine this pill. In the entire Mufu, only you can refine the pill. Your father and I decided to make the alchemy. , delivered to you."

"Is it just refining alchemy?" Mu Qingchuan recalled that day, when his father called him into the secret room, and told him about the immortal pill in the mansion, so that he could concentrate on refining the medicine and not worry about other things.

At that time, he suffered from frequent headaches when he was young, and his headaches became more and more severe. He often had splitting headaches and suffered unbearable pain.And his mood when he saw his brother also changed drastically at that time, from when he was a child, he would calm down every time he saw his brother, to just want to insult him whenever he saw his gentle and gentle smile, only when he was with him Only when you are in close contact can you get a moment of peace.

Those were his happiest days, but it was also the time when his elder brother gradually became silent.

My brother became less and less fond of talking, his eyes became more and more dull, and his whole body was like a flower waiting to wither, which quickly annihilated its vitality and almost withered.

Until that day, my brother went out for a trip and never came back.

"But you have been refining medicine for so long, and you still can't achieve anything. Your father just remembered, is it your blood that is the undead blood, the one that refines the immortality pill, the real introduction to the medicine..." Liao Yin said intermittently. In the story, I didn't see Mu Qingchuan's gradually ferocious face.

Master Mu's body was still lying on the side. He was arrogant and domineering in life, and he looked hideous in death.Mu Qingchuan threw away Yin with his hands, roared like a wild beast, and threw himself on Master Mu, stabbing randomly with the dagger, piercing several blood holes in the body in a short while, the scene was extremely bloody.

"Amitabha..." Liao Yin fell to the ground, glanced at Master Mu's miserable condition, and weakly recited the Buddha's name.

"Mu Qinghe!" The door of the secret room was suddenly opened, and before anyone came to him, curses came in first.

The mute turned to one side, standing in front of Mu Qingchuan.Mu Qingchuan looked like he was insane, mechanically stabbing at the corpse, the corpse could hardly see its original appearance, and he still refused to stop.

Chu Lianyu was the first to rush in. Seeing this scene, the acid in her stomach immediately surged, she held the door and retched.

"What's the matter?" Qin Ge came in right after him. Seeing this situation, he frowned in disgust, hugged Chu Lianyu, and put him outside the secret room.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Bai Lang leaned against the door, and said to the beast-like Mu Qingchuan leisurely, "Master Mu, you will pay for your life if you do this."

Qin Jiu flashed far away the moment the door opened, covered his nose and shouted at Bai Lang, "Close the door, it stinks!"

Mo Ying stood by Qin Ge's side, quietly watching the scarred servant who couldn't see clearly, holding his hand on the hilt of his sword, ready to go.

No one in the secret room answered Bai Lang, Mu Qingchuan seemed to have been bathed in blood, his whole body was stained red with blood, he frantically swung the knife, stabbed, drew the knife, stabbed again, no different from a beast.

Bai Lang squeezed a stone, threw it to Qin Ge, stretched his hand forward, and said, "Palace Master Qin, come here."

Qin Ge hugged Chu Lianyu to prevent him from seeing the scene in the secret room. When he saw Bai Lang throwing a stone over, he caught it with a cold face, raised his hand, and threw it at Mu Qingchuan's back. Mu Qingchuan paused , the raised hand failed to stab further, and stood there with his back to the crowd.

"Good!" Bai Lang applauded.

Qin Ge didn't say a word, and with a wave of his sleeve, the door of the secret room was quietly clinging to the ground, but the dust on the door immediately flew up, attacking Bai Lang fiercely.

"Just kidding, just kidding," Bai Lang hurriedly dodged. There was no way to go outside the door, so he had to jump into the secret room. When he stepped down, he found blood everywhere on the ground, so he twisted his body abruptly. , landed on the couch in the corner of the room.

"Haha, it deserves it." Qin Jiu saw it clearly from the outside, saw the dust flying over there, quickly took a few steps back, and shouted into the secret room, "He knows this trick best, so I say, the one who just took a shower I don't even want to see him."

Chu Lianyu laughed out loud, slapped Qin Ge's hand covering his nose, and said angrily, "I can't even breathe."

Qin Ge smiled softly, straightened his clothes for him, and said softly, "If you feel uncomfortable, don't go in."

"I'm still looking for buns." Chu Lianyu pushed him away, took a few deep breaths while standing outside, and planned to muster up her courage before entering the secret room.

"Oh." In the secret room, seeing Bai Lang approaching Mu Qingchuan, the mute hurriedly stood in front of Mu Qingchuan, stepped on the bloody water, and made a slap.

"Yo." Bai Lang couldn't bear to turn his face away, "It's really not particular."

"What else do you want to pay attention to?" A voice suddenly sounded from beside him.Bai Lang smiled and said happily, "Bai Yue, I knew you were here."

A white shadow rushed in quickly, and standing beside Bai Lang was Bai Yue. "Arrest him and close the case." He said coldly.Bai Lang was taken aback, "Catch who?"

Bai Yue pointed to Mu Qingchuan who was set aside, and said, "He."

"What about him?" Bai Lang looked at Abbot Yin, who was lying on the ground and seemed to have passed out.

The mute followed his gaze and saw Yin lying there motionless, looked at Mu Qingchuan silently, thought for a while, took out a short knife from his bosom, pointed it at Yin's thigh and stabbed it hard, With a scream, Liaoyin sat up extremely quickly.

"Good way." Bai Lang praised with a thumbs up.