Chapter Seventy-Three: Traces of the Demon Race

"This..."Beads of sweat fell on Yang Wen's forehead, and his expression was a little tangled, but after touching Ye Yin's eyes, he shuddered: "I can't say anything about Wang Mengqiu, otherwise I will die!"

Hearing this, Ye Yin frowned slightly: "If you don't say it, you have to die now." ”

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

The little tiger and the little dream wolf roared in the same way, obviously holding a grudge against what had happened before.

"You killed me, I won't say it, it's too terrifying! That's not something our Yang family can provoke!" Yang Wen seemed to recall something, his eyes were full of horror.

"Don't you say it!" Wang Ming stretched out his hand and slapped Yang Wen, half of Yang Wen's face was directly red and swollen.

"Get down!!"

Suddenly, Ye Yin shouted, and at the same time, more than a dozen flying needles shot out from the window, Wang Ming and Shi Yiyi were directly pressed to the ground by Ye Yin, while Du Ziheng was in front of him, waved a few times, and directly knocked the flying needles out.

"Thank you. Wang Ming stood up, looked at Yang Wen again and said, "Dead?"

"Looks like the needle is here to kill him. Ye Yin walked to Yang Wen's side, and at this time, Yang Wen was wearing dozens of flying needles, and purple and black lines also appeared on Yang Wen's body.

"Divine Killer Needle!"

When Du Ziheng saw the flying needle, a touch of surprise leaked from his face.

"What's that?" Ye Yin looked at Du Ziheng, revealing a trace of doubt.

"The Demon Clan's God-Killer has a special secret weapon, and the monks below the Mortal Realm will die if they touch it! I have seen it in the Sect's Library Pavilion, and I can't be wrong. After Du Ziheng finished speaking, he also fell into deep thought.

A few years ago, the three major races signed a peace contract and did not interfere with each other, but in recent years, the signs of demons appearing in the human race have become more and more frequent, and even the saints have issued a demon eradication decree for this purpose, prohibiting major cities from having affairs with demons, and violators will be killed!

"Let's send him back to the Yang family first. After Ye Yin finished speaking, he was about to hold up Yang Wen.

"Don't touch him!" Du Ziheng shouted, and Ye Yin hurriedly retracted his hand.

"This god-killing needle is particularly ferocious, as long as it touches the corpse of the poisoned, it will be eroded together, so the general method is cremation. ”

"Let the Yang family deal with it, let's just say that they provoked the demons. ”

After a while, a series of Yang family members such as Yang Wei, Yang Jing and Epic Butterfly all came to the inn.

"Wen'er!" The moment Yang Wei saw Yang Wen, his eyes were filled with tears.

"Ye Yin, did you do it!" Yang Jing looked at Ye Yin and scolded angrily!

Yang Wen is her younger brother, usually she loves Yang Wen a lot, but now that Yang Wen is dead, the impact on her is not small.

"That's the Demon Clan's Divine Killing Needle, instead of suspecting me, it's better to contact the Jade Capital City Lord to investigate the whole city, the Demon Clan's occurrence of this kind of thing, the City Lord should be more anxious than you. Ye Yin yawned and said lightly.

"Jing'er, this matter really has nothing to do with Ye Gongzi, hold Wen'er up with a flat pole and go home for burial. After Yang Wei heard the word city lord, his eyes suddenly revealed a hint of jealousy, but he instantly covered it up.

"Since this is the case, we will retire first, and ask the Yang family master to go to the City Lord's Mansion to inform him of this matter in person. Ye Yin and the others walked out of the door and said.

While finishing speaking, Ye Yin turned his head and glanced at Epic Butterfly.

"Jing'er, I'll go out for a while. Epic Butterfly felt Ye Yin's eyes, hesitated for a moment in his eyes, and walked over.

"Ye Yin?" Walking out of the inn, Shi Yiyi shook Ye Yin's arm and let out a suspicious sound.

"If you have something, just say it. Ye Yin stopped, looked at the epic butterfly that had been following them, and said.

"Come here. Epic Butterfly said to Ye Yin.

After speaking, the epic butterfly walked towards an alley, and when he heard the sound, Ye Yin threw an inquiring look at Shi Yiyi.

"Go ahead. Shi Yiyi said softly and played with the two little ones.

"What did you call me for. Ye Yin walked into the alley, and as soon as his voice fell, a cold light stabbed at him.

"Bang!"

Ye Yin reached out and grabbed Epic Butterfly's arm, and directly snatched the soft sword: "Do it as soon as you come up, that's how your father taught you?"

"Bastard, let go of me!" Epic Butterfly wriggled a few times, trying to break free.

Ye Yin let go of his hand, looked at the epic butterfly and said, "When Dabi, it was your own brother who gave you a memory, and his name was Duguyun. ”

"Now the last vestiges of his soul have dissipated from the world, but I promised him that I could fulfill one of your wishes and treat you like a sister. ”

"Believe it or not, he's your own brother. ”

After Ye Yin finished speaking, Epic Butterfly recalled that memory, and her eyes kept flashing with tears.

"Okay, if you have any wishes, I'll see if I can help you make them happen. Ye Yin wiped away the tears on Epic Butterfly's face and said softly.

"I... I want you to die!" Epic Butterfly pushed Ye Yin out and shouted with a hint of crying: "Stinky rascal, I want you to die! I want you to die!"

"Hey!" Ye Yin said softly, but Epic Butterfly turned his head and ran back.

"Big brother, what are you doing to others? ”

"I'm crying!"

Wang Ming looked at Ye Yin, shook his head and said.

Even Du Ziheng looked at him with a strange look.

"Ye Yin!" Shi Yiyi looked at Ye Yin, his eyes as if he was going to eat him.

"Misunderstandings, all misunderstandings. Ye Yin explained, but it had little effect, and the last few people walked to the Shengjin Inn together.

After opening four rooms, Ye Yin thought for a moment in the room, and then walked to Du Ziheng's room.

"Ye Gongzi, do you have something?" Du Ziheng looked at Ye Yin, revealing a trace of doubt.

"Brother Du, I just wanted to ask you what you think of the Demon Clan. Ye Yin walked to the room, sat on a chair, and poured himself a cup of tea.

"The demon race is a bloodthirsty and murderous race, and at a young age, the demon race wantonly slaughtered the people of our human race, causing wars!

"Then what would you do if someone close to you had an affair with someone from the Demon Clan? ”

When Du Ziheng heard Ye Yin's words, he already had some clarity in his heart, but he still asked, "What do you mean?" ”

"Your Du family's foreign aid Wei Fulin, oh no, it's Song Penglei now, we have dealt with each other before. Taking a sip of tea, Ye Yin kept staring at Du Ziheng's every move.

He wanted to see what Du Ziheng thought of this matter in his heart, whether he was biased in favor of his family or being on the Great Dao, and these would be brought up in his demeanor.

"As a sword cultivator, I should cut off the mortal silk, if the matter is true, I will naturally stand on the side of the human race, even if... It is the enemy of one's loved ones. When Du Ziheng spoke, his eyes were full of determination, which was enough to prove his attitude.

"That's very good, I'll go back first. After Ye Yin finished speaking, he quietly left a probe insect on Du Ziheng's body to facilitate observation.

Back in the room, Ye Yin sat on the bed, breathing in and absorbing the breath of the stars.

Now that his cultivation is located in the middle stage of the Dan Realm, he can have the strength to fight with the general illusion breaking realm in the early stage, but when he encounters a strong person, he can only use the Falling Rain Sword Technique, but after one move, the true yuan is exhausted, and he can only die.

So in order to protect the love in your heart, you have to work hard to cultivate...