It's like fighting with Xuan Ye today, he relies on his own entity, Xuan Ye can't catch him and can't touch him, but he can abuse Xuan Ye, this is completely unilateral bullying and abuse.

Xuan Ye's mood became more and more solemn, but he was also a little dazed in his heart, this Yin Huaili, as the last of the seven, had heard of it before, but had never met in person.

He thought of the skull in Zichen Palace with braids and small flowers, and he couldn't understand why this Yin Huaili was so cruel to him.

It's really all stabbed at his death hole, the malice is clearly visible, and every time he shoots, he rushes to kill him.

In the middle of the air, a figure that was extremely clear and beautiful, and even called Qingjun slowly appeared, he was originally dressed in white, but this white clothes were full of blood, wet and flowing along the hem of the clothes, thick blood, completely stained red by blood.

His delicate and handsome face revealed wisps of yin and evil, and his eyes were like a bottomless black abyss.

"Hehe~" even laughed happily.

The tip of his tongue was against his upper teeth, and he said in an inexplicable tone: "Stupid thing, eat and wipe clean and don't recognize people, she cried all night that day, and it hurt all night." ”

His mountain flickered treacherous, with a wave of his hand, the wind was blowing, and his long, narrow eyes seemed to be enjoying, as if he was thinking about how to cook Xuanye.

Xuan Ye was a little confused: "Why do you eat and wipe clean and don't recognize people? Do you mean ......?"

He remembered losing his life that night.

"Idiot!"

Yin Huaili glanced at the tablet, which was engraved with the words 'My wife Yanjiu', and he was very unhappy.

"Bad luck!"

His sister isn't dead, but his sister is still alive, what's the matter with a tablet?

Yin Huaili set off a shocking wind, overturned the table case enshrined in the tablet, and even brought a wooden box on the case to the ground.

The wooden box was knocked open, and a broken bloody garment rolled out of it.

Xuan Ye's face froze, and then his expression darkened: "Yin, Huai, Li!!"

He burst into flames! That's his daughter-in-law!

But his punch missed.

Yin Huaili was like a cat playing with a mouse, he stood there and let Xuan Ye fight, but Xuan Ye's fist penetrated his body, he could see it, but he couldn't hit it, this was really too wretched.

Xiao Yan and the others arrived at this time.

Xiao Yan came the fastest, "Stop!"

He stopped Xuan Ye, who was doing something to Yin Huaili, Xuan Ye's eyes were red with anger, and Yin Huaili raised his lips: "Since you are here, let's stay together." ”

He saw these people as an eyesore, and wanted to kill them all.

Xuan Ye is guilty first, and Xiao Yan is not innocent.

Running to Nirvana Mountain Villa with a mask all day long, what is he fooling the ghost? He is greedy for his sister, greedy for his sister's body!

Yin Huaili was in a very bad mood, as if his cabbage was remembered by two boars, and he wanted to kill the two boars.

However.

"The surname is Xuan, you also have today?"

Jingci is like a bird, he is a little on tiptoe, and the monk with colorful eyes lands here.

Jingci smiled and groaned, he was happy when he saw Xuan Ye suffering.

And Yin Huaili, the powerful ghost who was originally the king in the audience, was vigilant, as if there was something on Jingci that made him very jealous.

Jingci put up a sheet and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha ......"

Before he could finish reciting the Buddha name, he suddenly looked at the wooden box that had been overturned on the ground with the tablet.

Inside the wooden box was a tattered garment, the fabric stained red with blood.

Jingci choked suddenly, he was stunned for a long time, his expression seemed to be a little strange, the smile faded from his face, and his eyes were full of poignant and desolate composure......