Ye Weiyang's gaze moved away from the two tempting fruits in the old man's hand and landed on the old man's face.

"And Tigo?"

"Not bad!" The old man smiled and stretched out his hand and put the two fruits in front of Ye Weiyang, "Remember, you must let the other party eat it first, and then you eat it." ”

Ye Weiyang raised his eyebrows slightly, and with a palm of his hand, he had already grabbed the other party's wrist, pulled the other party to the table, and the other grabbed his throat.

"Who the hell are you?!"

"I'm ......," the old man's voice hoarse, "I...... I'm a fortune teller! ”

"Nonsense!" Ye Weiyang squeezed out a cold snort from his nose, "If you're just an ordinary fortune teller, how can there be such a thing?" ”

Love the tree, and the fruit, if he remembers correctly.

This should be a kind of alien tree that only exists in the Spirit Illusion Realm, how could an ordinary hexagram master in the Northern Illusion Realm have such a thing.

He added some force to his fingers, "One last chance, if you don't say it, I'll kill you......"

Burst!

The old man's body flashed with a strange light, and then turned into a stone.

"Soul magic?!"

Ye Weiyang exclaimed, grabbed the two fruits on the ground, flew up, and rushed out of the window.

Since this hexagram was conjured by the Soul Magic, the person who used the Soul Technique must be nearby.

Outside the window, the spring breeze is like a crisp hand, and it is just a night, and there is no unusual person in the night.

On the roof ridge to the northwest, a man swept obliquely.

Ye Weiyang didn't think about it and caught up with him, and the man got up and down, fell into the backyard of a gambling house, and disappeared.

Falling in the backyard, Ye Weiyang strode into the gambling house.

In the village, the other tables are empty, and the middle table is surrounded by figures on the inside and three layers outside, and the water is impassable.

Faintly, the banker's voice came out, "Little girl, do you have anything else to lose?" ”

"Little girl, I think, it's better for you to bet on yourself!"

"Yes, little sister, otherwise this is the case, I will give you a thousand taels of silver as gambling money, and you will come with me tonight?"

"I'll give 10,000 taels!"

"I'll give 100,000!"

……

"Who said I don't have money, I have!"

Familiar voices, coming in clearly.

Ye Weiyang raised his eyebrows sharply, it was the voice of the little purple pupil.

Boom!

The heavy crystal curtain hanging from the door suddenly rose upward, and everyone was shocked by the sound and turned their faces to look at the door.

A chill rushed from outside the door, and people's faces instantly turned pale.

Even Ye Weiyang is a small step back, so strong and murderous!

The golden light flashed.

At the gambling table, all the gamblers, including the dealer, instantly turned into a ball of ashes, and the little purple pupil who was surrounded by everyone immediately appeared.

There was a wine jar on the table in front of her, and the placket of her clothes was also wet in the east and in the west.

It seems that he has been wet with a lot of wine, and he is drunk and hazy.

She turned her face, staggered to her feet from her chair, and as soon as she took a step, she fell to the ground, and Ye Weiyang flew to rush over.

The light and shadow flashed, and a figure flew in, one step ahead of him, and took her body from her.

Ink clothes and black hair, and a fallen leaf from the nine heavens on his hair, Beichen hugged the villain in his arms tightly, and his tone was gentler than the wind on this spring night.

"Don't be afraid, it's me!"

As he spoke, he turned his face sideways and glanced at Ye Weiyang, who was standing in the hall.

At that glance, it was a little colder than the winter wind.