Wen Xin said: "Why do you want to do it to the child? I told you, the child is innocent, what kind of grievances make you so ruthless?"

"Shut up!" Wende roared hysterically, "From the moment you lived in Yang Xianmao's house, you were no longer my sister, I didn't have you as a sister! You don't want to participate in the restoration of your father's emperor Wu Yueguo, I don't blame you, but you live in the house of the enemy who indirectly killed your brother, what kind of princess Wu Yueguo, what face do you have to stand in front of me and preach to me? I don't need you to care what I do, what I do is up to me, and it has nothing to do with you. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Don't try to teach me as a sister, I tell you, I don't have you as a sister anymore, and you won't call me sister in the future. If you still talk nonsense here, believe it or not, I'll have someone slap you. Now get out of here, go and call the guy surnamed Yang to come over!"

"No need to scream, they're already here. The white-haired old woman next to her said in a faint voice.

Wende hurriedly raised his head and looked into the distance. The moonlight tonight was exceptionally bright, so I could see far away, and sure enough, I saw two people walking along the path of the grave. I can't see it clearly from a distance, but judging from the body shape, it should be Yang Xianmao and Snake Immortal.

They came on foot and didn't bring anyone else with them.

Wen Xin was heartbroken, and said in a choked voice: "You can disown me as a sister, but, seeing that we have been together since childhood, even if my sister begs you, you give me back the child, what grievances do you have, I believe he will give you a chance to make a fair decision, you don't need to be so cruel to a child, the child is innocent, I beg you, even if I beg you......"

Wende smiled coldly and said, "You beg me, that's good, of course you have to kneel when you ask someone." You kneel down and kowtow before anything else. ”

Wen Xin lifted her dress without hesitation, knelt on the grass with a bang, kowtowed, and begged: "Please give me back the child, even if you want my life." ”

Wende looked up to the sky and laughed, and the laughter was full of mockery. Then he smiled and said in a gloomy voice: "You actually knelt down and kowtowed for this surnamed Yang? What is so good about this surnamed Yang? Could it be that you are also obsessed with him? -- Okay, good, the old revenge has not been avenged and a new hatred has been added, this surnamed Yang has not only robbed my former sister-in-law and forced my brother to death, but now he has also bewitched my sister, and I am inseparable from him! I will make a complete decision tonight, I will let him die a miserable death, so as to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Yang Xianmao had already come to the field at this moment, walked quickly to Wen Xin's side, raised his hand to grab her arm, pulled her up, patted the soil on her long skirt for her, and said warmly: "Your sister is no longer your sister, she is now a demon, and there is nothing to discuss with demons." To deal with this kind of demon, let the hunters come. You retreat and retreat to the official road. ”

Wen Xin has already cried into a tearful person. The tears radiated a crystal luster in the moonlight. She looked at Yang Xianmao sadly and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

She's saying sorry for her sister. Yang Xianmao smiled reluctantly, nodded and said, "Don't say anything, just like this demon said, there will be a complete break tonight." Hurry up, you're here, you're going to distract me. ”

Wende laughed again and said, "What a pair of adulterers, shameless! How can I have a sister like you!"

Wen Xin knew that staying behind would indeed only increase the burden on Yang Xianmao, nodded, turned around and walked in the direction of the post road in the distance.

After taking a few steps, Wen Xin stopped, turned around, and said to Yang Xianmao: "If you want to die, I will die with you and atone for her." If you win, if possible, spare her life, she is my sister after all, but don't force it, I don't want you to be hurt for this, your safety is the most important thing. ”

Wende couldn't help laughing, and his laughter was full of ridicule: "You actually begged him for mercy on my behalf? Are you mistaken? Now that he is in the palm of my hand, I want him to die on his knees, and he will not be able to stand and live." You didn't come to beg me to spare him, but begged him to spare me, it's really crazy!"

Wen Xin didn't look at her sister, but looked at Yang Xianmao with a sad face.

Yang Xianmao was a little hesitant, he knew that if he agreed to this condition, he would inevitably be restrained when he did it himself, but when he saw Wen Xin's extremely sad eyes, he softened, nodded and said, "Okay, I promise you, I will try to save her life." ”

Wen Xin said thank you, then turned around and staggered away.

"Joke, spare my life. Thou shalt not weigh thy pounds. Wende's cold voice said to Yang Xianmao, "You didn't explain the aftermath to her just now, you have lost the opportunity." Because you can't see the sun tomorrow, I must let you die tonight, and I will let you die unspeakably miserable, so as to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Yang Xianmao was not angry now, he knew that any emotional fluctuations would affect the performance of his cultivation. Therefore, he put his hands on his shoulders and said coldly: "Since you want me to die, then what are you waiting for?"

Wende said, "Don't you wonder why I allowed you to bring an eighth-level master to help?"

Yang Xianmao ignored her and looked at her coldly. He didn't want to talk to this vicious woman.

Wende smiled coldly and said, "If it weren't for this stinky woman next to you, I would have killed you on the top of the mountain." And I, the Khitan monk, would not have died tragically on the top of the mountain, it was she who used the seal to stop us and caused this catastrophe. She is the culprit who killed my Khitan brothers, and I must avenge my brother, take her dog's life, and use her head to honor my dead Khitan brothers. ”

Yang Xianmao finally spoke, and said: "When did you become a lackey of the Khitan? However, with a person like you, you are indeed not worthy of being a common man of my Great Song Dynasty, and it is more in line with your character to be a lackey of the Khitan." ”

Wende couldn't help but be furious, pointed at Yang Xianmao and said, "Wait a while, I will pull out your teeth one by one, and then cut off your tongue and feed it to wild dogs." Also, I will also ...... the evil seed born to you and my original sister-in-law."

She couldn't say any more, because Yang Xianmao had already done it.

He beckoned, and in front of Wende, a burly, grim-looking monk appeared, the whole person exuded a dead aura like a zombie, staring at her with empty eyes.

Wende thought it was those phantom dummies that Yang Xianmao had beaten on Bald Mountain last time, laughed, and said, "You still play this trick? Haven't you played enough on the top of the mountain? Not to mention the two of them seven or eight level powerhouses, even the old lady can beat him away with a slap!"

With that, Wende raised his hand, slapped him hard, and slapped the strong man in front of him.

"Be careful!"

The white-haired old woman next to her suddenly shouted urgently, and rushed over to stop it, but it was too late. The cold-faced zombie cultivator suddenly punched, short and fast, and with a bang, the stomach of Princess Chinese De was hit so that she threw out in a parabola, and blood sprayed wildly in the air, and then like a vulture with broken wings, it landed in the mass grave more than ten feet away, rolled several times, and remained motionless. In the bright moonlight, you can see the blood she sheds.

This time, Yang Xianmao did not hit his phantom dummy, but his eighth-level ghost puppet.

This ghost puppet is also an eighth-level powerhouse, and it has not been revealed before, so they don't know Wende. However, the white-haired old woman instantly felt the powerful coercion of the ghost puppet and the terrifying mysterious murderous aura, which was definitely not something that Wende could deal with, so it was too late to stop it immediately, and the ghost puppet's punch was only afraid that Wende had been beaten to death by shattering his internal organs.

The white-haired old woman was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do. The short Khitan monk shook his body and came to Wende's side, crouched down, and helped her up.

They all thought he was dead, but Wende slowly opened his eyes, struggled to sit up, grabbed the placket of his clothes with both hands and tore it open, revealing a black soft vest inside. She grinned in satisfaction, and her original white teeth were now covered in blood. She gritted her teeth and said, "Thanks to the emperor for giving me this protective soft armor." - Kill the two of them! Break the body of the surnamed Yang into 10,000 pieces!"

Yang Xianmao had promised Liuwende a life before, so he let the ghost puppet only use thirty percent of his strength, and he hit the stomach, even if the internal organs were cracked, he would not die for a while and a half, and he could save himself. didn't know that this poisonous woman was actually wearing a protective soft armor defense weapon, but she was shocked by the impact and vomited blood, but she was not seriously injured. I didn't feel a little regretful, I knew that I should let the ghost puppet be heavy-handed.

The old woman suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, glanced at the majestic ghost puppet in front of her, frowned, and said, "Is this the legendary ghost puppet......?"

The snake fairy girl suddenly moved, and the Emei thorn in her hand turned into a golden ray, and stabbed at the white-haired old woman's chest.

At the same time, the ghost puppet was also silent, and suddenly punched the old woman's head.

The white-haired old woman didn't dodge, and when the attack of the two was already close at hand, she suddenly dodged, and at the same time raised her foot, kicked the wrist of the snake fairy girl's hand with the Emei thorn, and then slapped the ghost puppet with two palms.

The ghost puppet's punch was empty, but the white-haired old woman's palms hit him together between his chest and abdomen, hitting him like a falling meteor, flying backwards more than ten feet away with a swish, and slamming into a grave bag, shattering the grave bag.

The snake fairy girl's right wrist was kicked, and the Emei thorn in her hand couldn't hold it, and she flew into the air with a whoosh.

She hurriedly floated back, but the white-haired old woman did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, and the snake fairy girl felt that her right wrist was about to crack, and she couldn't help but be shocked. When I looked up, I didn't know where the Emei thorn had flown to. She didn't have time to look for it now, and although this artifact was very important to her, her life was more important now.

She could only hold the Emei thorn in her left hand and pointed at the white-haired old woman, and her heart was extremely shocked.

Both of them are both eighth-level powerhouses, but this old woman is a top-notch high-level, and the snake fairy girl is only a beginner. The ghost puppet is only primary, and the white-haired old woman can retreat from the enemy with one move. The gap between the two sides is also terrifying.

Of course, if it weren't for the snake fairy girl, who was also an eighth-level powerhouse, the white-haired old woman's leg would have directly lost this arm.

Seeing that the ghost puppet was sent flying, Yang Xianmao was taken aback, and hurriedly summoned the ghost puppet with his mind.

Under the summoning, the ghost puppet immediately rose up, and the meteor returned to Yang Xianmao's side. Looking through the moonlight, I found that although the ghost puppet's body was intact, two pieces between its chest and abdomen had collapsed slightly, and I couldn't help but be shocked. If these two palms had not hit the lifeless ghost puppet, but on the living person, I am afraid that he would have been killed on the spot.