"Shake what a shake! Dead words, don't think you're my brother and ......"

Boom!

"Yo! it hurts me. ”

Yan Huan, who fell to the ground, covered the back of his head with one hand, rubbed his painful fart with the other, and opened his eyes in a daze, only to find that he had rolled off the bed.

Yan Huan opened his eyes, why did the boat shake so hard?

Listening attentively, Yan Huan suddenly felt puzzled, in the middle of the night, why was the movement outside so loud?

"Not good. Little lady she ......"

Thinking of this, Yan Huan got up and ran out of the door, kicking a wine jug after a few steps.

...... It's empty! It's empty. Didn't I just have a drink?

Yan Huan glanced at the pool of wine on the ground, and thought tragically as she ran: This is the Kunlun Death that my brother has treasured for several years! It's dead. He knows it, so it's strange that he doesn't get chopped alive.

It's just that, compared to worrying about being chopped alive, what is more worried now is that the "little lady......"

After pushing open the door, looking at the empty bed, Yan Huan, who always brings joy to people, felt for a moment that there was an abyss behind him that could not be turned back.

Unfathomable, darkness boundless.

Yan Huan forgot when it started, and she found out that her brother and Lang Jun were secretly planning something... The unknowable.

It's just that she knows they don't want her to know, so she should not know.

On weekdays, whether she pretends not to know, or occasionally acts stupid, she can do it naturally. Naturally, sometimes I feel that this is my true self.

Yan Huan understands that this is his duty, and the only thing he can do to make them happy.

Because Yan Huan knew that they had always guarded her as a child.

They want her to be their innocent and reckless sister. You can be moody, you can like and dislike. You don't have to be like them, be cautious in your words and deeds, and be cautious in your own self-denial.

Seriously, to be such a frank talk.

This is the common wish of the three of them, and it is also what they should be. It's just that she doesn't know how long this wish will last now.

"Are you going to start?"

Yan Huan faces the darkness, but she doesn't know who she can ask questions, or who can answer her?

..................

"Ahh

After Wu Yan screamed like a dying struggle, he instinctively squatted down with his head covered. The wine jug in his hand smashed on the ground and shattered to the ground, and the smell of wine was permeated.

Not far away, when he was fighting with the "figurines", he learned about the situation on Wu Yan's side, and the anger in his eyes became stronger and stronger. He knew that he still underestimated these evil things after all.

He originally thought that he would take a good look at these evil creatures first, and see if he could find out their weaknesses by the way. Find a way to restrain them as soon as possible, and one day they will face each other head-on. Finally, he reveals his identity to some people in a clever way. The purpose of the trip was achieved.

But in the current situation, we have to cut through the mess quickly. The night is long, and you can afford to spend your time, but someone's life is about to be lost.

He smiled wickedly, stopped his attack, closed his eyes and focused on his spiritual sense, and then when his eyes opened, his left hand slowly raised.

"Take the blade as the tool, and the evil as the order. The blade is double-revealed, and the town is good. (Note 1)

When Yan Huan ran outside the cabin, he happened to see this scene.

I saw that the man's left hand was slowly raised, and a cloud of smoke condensed and surrounded his hand.

The surroundings instantly dimmed, and with the shroud, it was mysterious and weird.

Yan Huan subconsciously looked at the clouds in the dark night overhead, as if they were also gathering and surging. When he looked back at the man, he seemed to have a blade in his hand.

The blade, as if attached to an inferno, glowed a scorching red.

This is, out of thin air!

Yan Huan remembered hearing Lang Jun mention that there was once a gentleman in the north who was gifted since he was a child, worshipped a master, and practiced occult arts. When he was young, he traveled all over the world and hung pots to help the world. When he was middle-aged, he met an immortal in Sumen Mountain, got enlightenment, and was enlightened.

In his later years, he returned to the north and combined his lifelong learning, integrating the "nature" of Taoism and the "famous teachings" of Confucianism.

With "Tao" as "nothing" and "heaven and earth and all things" as "being", the purpose of creating metaphysical Qingtan is "based on nothing, and ending with existence". In other words, "being is born out of nothing".

Later, after generations of disciples, the supreme occult art was created, "Vaporization". (Note 2)

Yan Huan was very puzzled, and heard that their ancestor had set up an ancestral precept at the beginning, and when his disciples apprenticed, they had to swear that they would not participate in the affairs of the court in this life. In the past hundred years, there has never been an exception for a disciple.

But why is this man here now?

Wait a minute. This man...... From the north?

Yan Huan silently recited "from the north" in her heart, and immediately understood that she had the answer to the question just now - not to start. Rather, it has already begun.

Yan Huan suddenly said, anyway, this is a matter of time sooner or later, you can't escape, you can't hide. If you come early, you should rise to the challenge early.

At this moment, he turned around and brought out a knife.

"Extinguish. ”

I saw that the man's left hand was raised, and he waved a red light with a strange aura. While the red light flashed towards the group of evil creatures surrounding the little lady, it conjured up countless red rays of light, scattered in all directions, and attacked all the evil creatures.

The surroundings were instantly bright, and with these lights, Yan Huan also saw the faces of these evil creatures and the fragments beside the little lady.

"It turned out to be a 'figurine'. ”

Yan Huan's eyes lit up instantly, and he even had a little appreciation, and said, "This time it's not a wooden figurine, but a terracotta figurine." It's kind of progress. ”

"Kill me!"

The masked man who came up from the first floor after hearing the screams also happened to see the mysterious man's swing of a knife, and said in horror: "It turns out ......"

When the man heard the voice, his eyes immediately flashed, as cold as a sharp blade.

The masked man met this gaze, knowing that he was out of shape under the shock, he calmed his mind and said indifferently: "It turns out that Your Excellency is ......"

And Yan Huan on the side, when he heard the word "Ke me", he was immediately shocked, and his eyes stared straight at the blade in the man's hand.

"Gram me", the sword is as its name suggests, for the opponent it points to, it is the gram of me. And the red light is not a hellfire, but a demonic spirit.

These red lights are the evil spirits on the blade!

Yan Huan had heard that after the master's cultivation broke through a certain realm, the evil spirit could gradually have a certain amount of self-spiritual awareness, and to a certain extent, it inherited the master's character.

Yan Huan muttered, "These ...... Do you already have spiritual sense?"

I watched those evil spirits scurrying up and down around their respective "figurines". Also, judging from the reaction of those "figurines" who did not dare to move anymore, it is clear that these evil spirits are in the process of arrogant and arrogant intimidation before destruction.

Intimidating the enemy, challenging their psychological defense line without limit, slowly delaying, but reluctant to move, giving a knife pleasure.

Yan Huan glanced at the man again, and said in his heart: It can be seen that that person's conduct is not much better.

Villains are also not gentlemen.

Bang! Bang!

Before the masked man finished speaking, he heard a continuous crackling sound all around.

In an instant, all the "figurines" were divided up and down. Then, there was another sound, and all the "figurines" fell to the ground one after another and smashed into pieces.

The masked man looked at these "figurines" in horror, and estimated in his heart that their combined strength was almost equal to the left guard rate of the East Palace.

More than 2,000 elite soldiers, with just one sword, were all reduced to nothing in an instant.

The hand he held on to the jade-handled tail trembled uncontrollably.

He didn't understand, why!

But when I think about it, too, this rumored "evil spirit" is really extremely powerful, so people in the world will not hesitate to risk their lives to cultivate.

The man glanced at the broken "figurines" on the ground lightly, and then slowly turned to the masked man, feigning surprise, and then the expression on his face was even more flat, and he said angrily: "This sword can be recognized by Ruan Needle." Fortunately, fortunately. ”

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Note 1: Quoted from "Three Lives Meeting" Volume 12 Yuan Lifu

Note 2: Refer to Chapter 9 of Tang Yiming's Another Possibility of China: The Romance of the Wei and Jin Dynasties