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After a long silence, there was no answer, and the woman was not annoyed. Jade held the teacup in her hand, took a sip, and then said, "This condition is very simple!" Only you can do it! ”

"I want your heart!" The corners of the woman's eyes are slanted, her eyebrows and eyes are upturned, and her red lips are lightly opened.

Du Yang turned sideways, swept his sword, and said coldly: "What if I refuse?" ”

"Really? It seems that the weight of that woman in your heart is no more than that, and you are not willing to exchange your heart. Putting down the teacup with one hand, the woman's words carried a faint mockery.

Du Yang didn't answer, his lips were pursed, his angular side face was already cold, the red middle coat reflected a faint brilliance, his wrist turned the peachwood sword red light suddenly brightened, his feet jumped, the sword qi cut through the air, and the edge went straight to the woman's door.

The woman's face changed and she jumped. Dodging the edge, he landed with one foot, and before he could stand firm, another awe-inspiring sword qi struck again, setting off a cold wind with a cold killing intent.

The woman dodged again, and the sword qi pierced her shoulder faster than her, "Are you trying to kill me?" Are you afraid that the woman will know that you are not sincere to her? Hahaha! ”

"It's not!" Du Yang coldly spit out two words.

"Humph! The men in the world, but all the same! The woman sneered, and the cold aura quickly enveloped her, and her red lips became more and more bewitching and distinct, as if dyed red with blood.

"It's better for me to accept such a hypocritical person!" As he spoke, the red figure had already jumped towards Du Yang, and the ten fingers of the big red dancome were sharp, straight to Du Yang's heart, close at hand, and the corner of the woman's mouth hooked, smiling proudly.

"Huh!"

The sword light flashed, but the person in front of her suddenly disappeared, the woman smiled, raised her head, and the red light swept like a dragon's tongue.

"Bang!"

Hit the back, the woman fell to the ground, her hair scattered and messed up.

"My heart, except for her, naturally can't give it to anyone else!" Holding the sword, it slowly landed in front of the woman, and the strong sense of oppression made the woman's face pale.

The danger had come, but the woman did not move, her face full of astonishment, as if she had heard such words somewhere.

"Where is she?" Du Yang asked again.

The woman came back to her senses and stared at Du Yang's indifferent face, "Want to know?" Then I'll tell you! ”

When the words fell, the woman waved her hand, and the huge red curtain suddenly fell to the ground, the scene in the attic changed, and darkness suddenly attacked.

"Huh!"

The woman's shoulder was injured again, and before darkness came, the sword in Du Yang's hand was faster than the woman's speed of escape. The red light of the peachwood sword lit up the night, the woman's face was full of fierceness, and the other end of her right hand, the thin neck pinched by her in her hand, the pale face, and the person who had passed out was exactly what Du Yang was looking for.

"Humph!" The woman snorted coldly, "Do as I say!" Otherwise......"

Du Yang's eyes dimmed, and the red sword returned to his hand again. The red light spread over him, illuminating the dark space.

The strength of the woman's hand tightened little by little, and her face was unconcealed smugness.

"You ......"

The words choked in her throat, and a hole appeared in the woman's body under the big red clothes, which was impressively in the heart. As soon as his hand was released, his widening eyes were full of unwillingness, and he spit out a few broken words: "You...... How so? ”

Luo Xiaobei, who was touching his neck and panting desperately, was still in a coma, and complained while inhaling: "I was almost strangled to death by someone who violated my portrait rights, it's a loss, I will never pretend to be dead again." ”

The woman fell to the ground, unwilling and angry froze on her face, her eyes stared at Luo Xiaobei, and her face and body began to change slowly, from white to black, from full to shrunken, like a completely withered rose.

The black space slowly shattered, and frame by frame began to overlap in front of Luo Xiaobei.

In the first scene, a young man in brocade and a girl in goose-yellow brocade stand side by side under the willow tree, the breeze blows, and the talented and beautiful woman looks at each other and smiles.

In the second scene, the moonlight is bright, in the crowd of people coming and going, the woman's smile is bright and gorgeous, and the young man in brocade is holding a lantern and delivering it by himself.

In the third scene, the eyes are full of bright red, the woman is standing at the door of the mansion in a red wedding dress, her face is pale and she has lost her smile, the man on the tall horse looks haggard, and behind him is a sedan chair with red makeup and eight miles.

In the fourth scene, the roaring firelight, the fleeing guests, the crazy woman with a torch, and the bride sitting quietly in the wedding room. In the bride's hand was a blood-drenched dagger, standing right on her heart, and there was only a cavity left in the groom's heart lying beside her.

"Persuade the monarch not to cherish the golden clothes, and persuade the group to cherish the youth, when there are flowers that can be folded and must be folded, don't wait for no flowers and empty branches." The woman's whispered murmur fell to the end.

The dazzling white light pulled Luo Xiaobei's gaze back, and when he saw the surrounding scene clearly, Luo Xiaobei's heart also jumped.

Where is there a mansion in front of them, the collapsed abandoned walls and beams, hanging horizontal and vertical corpses that have been dried, their eyes are staring in the direction of Luo Xiaobei, their faces are full of horror, and there is only a cavity left at the place of their hearts.

Luo Xiaobei stood still, looked at it carefully, shook his head and sighed: "How many people are this female ghost lost?" ”

"Bang-"

The sound of peach wood landing pulled Luo Xiaobei's gaze back, and when he turned around, he just saw Du Yang, who was about to fall to the ground, jumped under his feet and quickly caught his head.

Su Xiao, who was holding the real child, and Lu Zhe, who was holding the emperor Xiu, arrived at this time, and glanced at Luo Xiaobei and Du Yang, who were intact, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you alright?" Lu Zhe asked.

"It's fine!" Luo Xiaobei shook his head and pointed to the top of his head.

Only then did the two of them look up and see the bacon hanging on the roof, the corners of their mouths twitched, and they quickly picked up Du Yang and went out.

The peach wood that fell to the ground returned to its original boxy appearance, Luo Xiaobei picked it up and glanced at it, and then stuffed it into Du Yang's bag.

When I got out of the house, which had mostly collapsed, I saw a person standing outside, stroking his beard and looking at them with a smile on his face.

Luo Xiaobei understood after thinking about it, they had fallen for this old man's trick again!

"Don't look at me with those strange eyes! It's not an illusion set up by my old man! The old man's beard curled, glanced at Du Yang who had fainted, and then glanced at Luo Xiaobei, "However, you can be regarded as passing my old man's level!" ”

Luo Xiaobei sat on the ground and said a little depressedly: "Is there any reward for passing your level?" ”

"Yes!" The old man stroked his beard and replied.

"What?"

"Him!" The old man pointed at Du Yang and smiled meaningfully.