As Zhang Xiaopaw poured a mouthful of pure yang blood, the big tooth ghost finally reached the limit of its endurance, and a violent sneering sound sounded in its body, and green smoke evaporated from its body.

Bang!

Zhang Xiaopu let go of his hands, and the silver spear still pierced his body, falling to the ground with him. He fell to the ground like a rag bag, and he didn't move, and the blood was still flowing from his mouth.

"Ahh

Eventually, in a terrible scream, its body was burned to ashes by Zhang Xiaopaw's pure yang blood, and a silver air mass the size of an adult's fist floated out of the ashes.

This silver air mass seemed to have an irresistible temptation for other evil spirits, and almost instantly, all the evil spirits in the white mist gathered and rushed up to compete for the silver air mass. But the silver air mass flew towards Zhang Xiaopu's eyebrows, like a meteor in the night, and swooped into Zhang Xiaopaw's eyebrows.

Zhang Xiaopaw's headscarf was grabbed by the big tooth ghost in the battle just now, and his eyebrows were exposed, so he could clearly and truly see that the silver air mass had indeed not entered his eyebrows, not hidden somewhere.

The submersion of the silver air mass made the blood line in the center of his eyebrows more and more vivid, like a vertical eye, about to open.

Seeing that the silver air mass had submerged into Zhang Xiaopu's eyebrows, the demons were immediately angry and furious, and they pounced on Zhang Xiaopu without thinking about it, revealing their fangs and claws to tear Zhang Xiaopu apart and find out the silver air mass.

Just as the demons were about to pounce on Zhang Xiaopu, the delicate blood line on Zhang Xiaopaw's eyebrows suddenly opened a gap, and a dazzling red light shone out from the gap, shining on the flying demons. He didn't snort, but all the evil ghosts that were irradiated by the red light instantly turned into green smoke, leaving behind clouds of milky white gas.

All of these milky white gases flew towards Zhang Xiaopaw's eyebrows, and were absorbed by the vertical eye that opened a gap. It was indeed a vertical eye, because if you could look closely, you could see a blood-red eyeball beneath the slightly open slit.

The red light emitted from the vertical pupils flashed, and the gap that opened after a few breaths slowly closed, leaving a line of red blood, and after a dozen breaths, the red line also began to fade until it disappeared completely.

In the distance, the retreating burners all trembled and crawled on the ground, as if they were worshipping the king.

The white mist drifted away, Qi Yoyo gradually regained her strength, when she wrapped Zhang Xiaopu's shirt and found Zhang Xiaopu dozens of steps away, she saw Zhang Xiaopu lying in a pool of blood with unknown life and death, and his body was pierced by a spear, she bit her lip violently to try not to cry, but tears still burst out of her eyes uncontrollably. And when she finished exploring Zhang Xiaopaw's injuries up close, she sat down on the ground, and her tears were like a flood that burst the embankment, and she couldn't stop it.

......

South Second City, Songbai Courtyard.

Wei Ziyan sat beside the stone table in the middle of the courtyard, drinking a small wine with two side dishes, the wine was the peach blossom brewed by Guiyuanfang, which was his favorite. The peach blossom brewed by other wineries is like a sweet drink, but only the peach blossom brewed by Guiyuanfang is spicy and mellow, which can be called wine.

The sun hung high, the doors and windows in the courtyard were open, and the sunlight shone into the room, adding a little warmth to the gloomy and cold room.

Under the south courtyard wall, the shadows of the pine and cypress trees suddenly twisted and swayed, and then a black figure appeared in the shadows of the trees, like a ghost, and it was completely imperceptible if you didn't look closely.

"The predecessor can actually drink and have fun with more than a thousand ancestral spiritual positions, but it is really generous and chic!" The figure hidden in the shadow of the tree suddenly spoke, listening to its yin and yang strange tone, obviously satirizing Wei Ziyan.

Wei Ziyan drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp, smacked his lips, filled another glass for himself, and said, "Otherwise, like you, you are covered in black clothes and black scarves all day long, and you live in the shadows like a ghost?"

"Hmph! one day I will come out of the darkness, stand under the sun, and take back everything that belongs to me, and the day is coming!" the dark shadow snorted coldly, his words proud, with the confidence that he was in control of everything.

"What belongs to you?" Wei Ziyan couldn't help but show surprise when he heard this, and turned his head to look at the black shadow.

The black shadow seemed unwilling to talk to Wei Ziyan about this topic, and immediately changed the topic and asked, "Senior killed Qi Changkong?"

"Killed. Wei Ziyan said.

"You killed Qi Changkong, why didn't Qi Wuwei come to you for revenge?" asked the black shadow.

"It's coming. Wei Ziyan said.

"When did you come? Why don't I—" The black shadow questioned, but suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking, because there were a few faint footsteps on the street outside, and the footsteps were urgent and heavy, and in the blink of an eye, they narrowed a large distance towards the small courtyard, and the sound seemed to be coming straight towards Wei Ziyan's small courtyard.

The black shadow hurriedly flew into a room on the east side of the courtyard. He didn't close the doors and windows, because all the doors and windows in the courtyard were open, and if the doors and windows of the room where he was hiding were closed, it would surely attract suspicion.

His mind is not meticulous, but as soon as he entered the room with his front foot, the doors and windows of his back foot slammed shut, and it was Wei Ziyan who closed it.

It was obviously noon when the sun was shining, and the sunlight was shining on the door and window paper, but the light and temperature in the room dropped suddenly, and the black shadow stood in the corner of the wall where the light was particularly dark, looking at the rows of spiritual positions in the room, and suddenly felt that the wind in the room was swishing straight into the bones, and couldn't help but shiver, and hurriedly folded his hands and bowed to many spiritual positions, and said silently in his heart: "Ancestors and ancestors, Zongren swears here, in his lifetime, he will restore my Great Wei Dynasty and take the ancestors and ancestors back to the Ming Hall to be worshiped by incense." ”

Bang!

Squeak squeak –

The courtyard door was violently pushed open, and the old wooden door shook violently, making an overwhelming squeak.

"Wei Guogong!" The person who came entered the courtyard, and as soon as he saw Wei Ziyan sitting next to the stone table, his eyes immediately widened angrily, and he roared angrily.

The sound was so loud that even the dark shadows hiding in the room and eavesdropping were coldly startled.

Wei Ziyan turned half of his body sideways, drank a glass of wine unhurriedly, raised his eyelids to look at the visitor, glanced up and down, and asked: "Who is coming, so bold, indiscriminately breaking into the Guogong Mansion and making rude noise, believe it or not, the old man treats you with a big disrespect?"

"Hmph!" The person who came snorted angrily and said: "Grandpa Guo is really so majestic, he killed my beloved son for no reason, and he also punished the lord of this city, do you think you can cover the sky with one hand in this wild goose city?"

"Are you Qi Wuwei, the city lord of Yancheng?" Wei Ziyan asked.

The person who came was Qi Wuwei, the lord of Yancheng City.

"Heh-" Qi Wuwei raised his eyebrows and sneered, but he also had a bitter smile in his heart, he never expected that this grandfather really didn't know him, the city lord of Yancheng, raised his eyebrows and shouted angrily: "Qi Wuwei, the city lord of Yancheng, is below, I came to ask Grandpa Guo for an explanation?

Qi Wuwei was angry, hoarse, and had the posture to do it at any time.

"Entrusted by someone. Wei Ziyan replied indifferently.

"Entrusted by whom?!" Qi Wuwei asked loudly.

"No comment!" Wei Ziyan said.

"Grandpa Guo, don't deceive people too much!" Qi Wuwei gritted his teeth and jumped out from between his teeth.

"Get out!" Wei Ziyan scolded with a flick of his sleeves.

"Hehe-" Qi Wuwei laughed angrily and said, "Do you really think that Lao Tzu won't dare to touch you?

With a wave of his hand, the six guards who followed him suddenly unsheathed their blades and pounced on Wei Ziyan.

"Look for death!" Wei Ziyan slapped the stone table and stood up, and slapped the six people who pounced.

Bang bang bang –

The six people came and went faster, and they were swatted out like flies by Wei Ziyan, and they fell on the dry and hard ground and vomited blood.

"Old puppet!" Qi Wuwei jumped like thunder, and with a loud bang, the long sword came out of its sheath, and the sword shadow was like a curtain covering Wei Ziyan.

"Ignorant child!" Wei Ziyan took a step forward, kicked out, and with a bang, Qi Wuwei was hit in the chest, kicking Qi Wuwei and vomiting blood and flying out, flying directly out of the courtyard door and falling on the street.

Outside the courtyard gate, someone had already heard the sound and ran to watch the play, and saw Qi Wuwei kicked out by Wei Ziyan, fell to the ground and coughed up blood, and couldn't help but be in an uproar.

Of course, what they were most shocked about was that Wei Ziyan actually killed Qi Wuwei's son, is this a blatant rebellion?