In the end, the result of the discussion was that Zhuang Feng and Chu Qiu went to repair the Yang Array of the Guanxin Pavilion, and at noon they opened a formation to force the Lu Loss Cultivation to break the formation, and then used a spell to inform Zhao Ziyu to send someone to destroy the Yin Gathering Array inside the palace.

Zhuang Feng said: "If he breaks the formation and appears, his cultivation will definitely be greatly damaged, and killing him at that time will be like picking up something." But if he doesn't break the formation, it will be even better, once the Nine Yin and Nine Yang Formation is formed, it will be even more difficult for him to come up with it. ”

"Then there are three people in this matter, and Xiao Wang thanked the three people who died tragically. Zhao Zijue bowed deeply to the three people in front of him.

"Knock knock. There was a knock on the door, and a delicate voice sounded: "Ziju, it's me." ”

Chu Qiu's figure flickered and hid behind the screen beside him.

Zhao Zijue looked at Zhuang Feng and asked the other party what to do with his eyes.

Zhuang Feng stretched out a hand and made a gesture of grabbing something.

Zhao Zijue understood, knowing that the other party meant to catch people first, he cleared his throat and said, "Xue Yi come in, this king is talking about the affairs of the mansion with the master who came yesterday." ”

Cheng Xueyi wore a duck-yellow skirt embroidered with peony, and walked into the house with a lotus.

As she walked, her eyes glanced at Zhuang Feng, and her lips opened and closed: "I don't know what happened to the master in the house?"

"Before you could talk about it, Shae you came in. ”

"Really?" Cheng Xueyi obviously dressed up carefully, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, and her mouth was like Zhu Dan, but the cyan color under her eyes and her overly gray face made her look a little strange.

She put down the plate she was holding in her hand and opened the cup on the plate, which was still smoking.

She smiled at Zhuang Feng and said, "Originally, I wanted to give it to the prince, but the two of you happen to be here, so let's use it together." Yesterday, I recklessly bumped into the two, and this sweet soup should be regarded as my compensation for the two. ”

After speaking, he lowered his eyebrows and smiled, divided the soup on the plate into three points, handed the first one to Zhao Zijue, and said to Zhuang Feng: "If you don't drink it, you won't be willing to forgive Xue Yi." ”

handed another copy to Zhuang Feng, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes shining brightly at the tall purple-clothed man in front of him.

Zhuang Feng sighed, took the sweet soup and said, "Xiao Ash can't eat sweet, I'll eat her." ”

The little zombie looked at it and was anxious, she still remembered the two black bugs that Cheng Xueyi was holding in her hand last night, and now those bugs must have been put in the sweet soup, although they are not mortals, they may not be hit, but who can know? She wondered if those dried corpses had something to do with these strange bugs.

But she couldn't make a sound, and she couldn't take away the sweet soup, so she could only shout in her mind to tell Zhuang Feng not to drink it, but no matter how she shouted, Zhuang Feng was always indifferent. She could only watch as the sweet soup in Zhuang Feng's hand got closer and closer to his mouth.

Zhuang Feng raised his head and poured a sweet soup into his throat, and at the end of the day, he smashed his mouth, frowned, and said, "It's extremely unpleasant." ”

A trace of anger flashed in Cheng Xueyi's eyes, and the smile on her face was almost unbearable, she lowered her head in time to take over the empty bowl, and a small black thing flashed on the tip of her right curled index finger.

Zhuang Feng looked at the person who thought he was making small movements seamlessly, and a sarcastic smile crossed the corner of his mouth.

He pretended to be unaware and handed the porcelain bowl to Cheng Xueyi, watching Cheng Xueyi accidentally press the index finger that possessed the black spot on his hand.

With a "bang", the porcelain bowl in Cheng Xueyi's hand fell to the ground and shattered.

But she didn't have time to pay attention to that now, and a horrible scream came out of her throat.

Zhuang Feng frowned and looked at Cheng Xueyi, who was screaming with his dry hand in front of him.

Cheng Xueyi looked at her right hand, which was completely different from Bai Jie's left hand, and wanted to pull Zhuang Feng's clothes like a madman and question.

Before she could get close to Zhuang Feng, she felt that she had been knocked to the ground by a strong fan, and the broken porcelain had scratched her hand, but she couldn't care about it.

Her voice suddenly rose to the top, as ugly as an iron tool scraping on a stone: "What have you done to me?"

"Why don't you ask yourself what you want to do to us?"

Cheng Xueyi looked at her withered arms, she screamed like crazy, she felt that the dry area of her hands was getting bigger and bigger, from arms to shoulders, from shoulders to necks to chests, all were dry. She lowered her head, and sure enough, her neck had begun to dry up.

This is impossible, that kind of insect is a worm that sucks vitality, once it touches people's skin, it enters the human body, lurks in the person's body, and only attacks after all the anger is sucked away, and when it occurs, it will suck out all the anger of the person at once. People who have lost their vitality will die immediately, and their bodies will become dried corpses.

She also relied on this kind of bug to unknowingly absorb a lot of life for that thing and kill a lot of people.

She had been sucked into the life of the monster for a long time, but she didn't die, and she would turn into a dried corpse at night, so it was impossible for this sucking worm to enter her body again. That's why she's always dared to use skin-to-skin contact. But now that she's been sucked into her body, then the little vitality she has left will disappear.

The complete disappearance of anger means death......

At this time, she didn't care at all that Ziyu saw her so frightening and ugly appearance, she eagerly threw herself at Zhuang Feng's feet, and begged: "I was wrong, and I was also forced." I know you must have a way, you save me, I will do anything. ”

Zhuang Feng squatted down and said, "You can do anything?"

Cheng Xueyi nodded, her eyes widened, trying to make herself look more pitiful, but the tip of her chin had been flattened, and her whole face didn't look half pitiful, but looked extremely terrifying.

Zhuang Feng's originally lifeless eyes suddenly lit up, and he said with undisguised evil: "Then you go to the fire and burn it for three days and three nights, and I may save you." ”

This sentence surprised everyone present.

Cheng Xueyi's body shook suddenly after hearing this, and she slowly stood up with an indifferent expression.

Her eyes moved to Zhao Zijue, and then at Zhuang Feng in front of her, and her voice was cold: "So you are here to avenge her." ”

Zhuang Feng neither admitted nor denied it.

Cheng Xueyi walked in front of Zhao Zijue, looked at the sweetheart in front of him who was obviously unwilling to look at him again, and asked, "So you have woken up too?"

Although "she" did not say her name, everyone present understood who she was referring to.

Although Zhao Zijue was surprised by what Zhuang Feng said just now, he thought that Zhuang Feng should have listened to the rumors to stimulate the crazy woman in front of him. He sighed and said, "What if you kill my lover, but I can't cut you with a thousand cuts, and I have to pretend that I am in love with you." Do you know that I throw away my clothes every time I touch you, and I wash your skin at least ten times when I come back?

Zhuang Feng heard the word "lover", and glanced at Zhao Ziyu with bottomless black eyes.

But Zhao Ziyu didn't feel it, his whole body was now on Cheng Xueyi, and he was very happy looking at Cheng Xueyi's painful appearance.

Cheng Xueyi pointed at Zhao Zijue's nose and asked sharply, "So you didn't fall for that spell in the first place?"

At this time, Zhao Zijue still looked like a humble son, nodded and said, "I was hit, and then I was sober again," Zhao Zijue shook his head, "That kind of spell can only be effective if it is used on people who don't like it, and I have always been concerned about Xiaowu, so naturally it is impossible to win." ”

Cheng Xueyi's tears slid down her cheeks and slammed on the ground, her voice full of painful sorrow: "Haha, Zhao Zijue, you are so good!"

"One night husband and wife, I have always taken you well, even if I use a love spell on you, it is because you were bent on seeking death at that time, I can only let you fall in love with me first, before you can let go of that woman, otherwise you are now a lonely soul in the underworld! Now you treat me like this, I am really blind. ”

Zhao Zijue is very concerned about "mutilating my sister and causing a great drought in Jue country, these crimes are enough to make you cut a thousand knives." I've never felt like I've done anything wrong to you, I just hate myself for not being able to make you miserable any more. ”

The words "mutilating my sister" were like a sharp arrow poking into Cheng Xueyi's heart, she said: "Yes, I mutilated my sister, I am the most evil!"

Cheng Xueyi sat on the ground without manners, her clothes stained with dust, but her voice was like a cuckoo crying blood: "But why did I do this? I have always been so good to her, giving her all the best." But what about her? she doesn't care about everything, she doesn't care about anyone. Even if you cut your heart open to her, she doesn't feel any different from a pig's heart and a dog's heart! Do you think you love her badly? Do you think she loves you?"

The words are dripping with blood, and every sentence is heart-peeling: "I just can't get used to seeing how she gets your love! Why is she indifferent to no one all the time and has no feelings!"

Zhao Zijue is completely different from her calmness: "Even if she doesn't love me, I still love her." Not like you, pitiful and hateful. ”

Zhuang Feng noticed that there were water droplets under the mask of the woman sitting next to him, and the collar had darkened in color.

The corners of Zhuang Feng's mouth drooped, and he urged Cheng Xueyi: "There is not much time, don't talk nonsense." If you continue like this, there is only a dead end, so you might as well cooperate with us. If you cooperate, I can let you live a few more days. ”

"Haha, how many more days to live, how many more days to live like this?" Cheng Xueyi tugged at her wrinkled skin.

Zhuang Feng's eyes glanced at the little zombie, his brows became more and more tight, and his speech sped up: "Otherwise, you are now angry and close to nothing, and you still want to restore your original state?"

Cheng Xueyi lowered her head, nodded and said, "That's okay, one more day is a day." ”

She slowly stood up, lifted up to reveal a pair of red eyes full of hatred, and suddenly the person rushed to the woman in the pink skirt who was sitting quietly beside her.

There were black dots wriggling on her left hand, and she pulled out a dagger in her right hand at some point.

If it weren't for the man in purple, she wouldn't have fallen to this point. The masked woman had been useless, just carried by the man in purple. And the man in purple usually takes this woman with him, so the relationship between the two must be very close. She might as well kill the woman in the gray mask and take revenge.

It happened so suddenly, and even Zhuang Feng almost didn't react.

A sword as cold and clear as snow pierced Cheng Xueyi's body.

The azure blue robe appeared in everyone's field of vision, and the bulging wide sleeves looked like ice butterflies spreading their wings.