Chapter 401: The Blood-Stained Joy Hall

Before Ouyang Jian reached the front hall, he was swept into the corner, and the unfamiliar aura made him immediately fight back, and the two dismantled a few moves and separated. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Demon snake?" Ouyang Jian fixed his eyes and was taken aback, "No, you're not a demon snake!" ”

The demon snake couldn't help but purse his lips and smiled, "Ouyang Jian, is it because I've become beautiful that you don't recognize me?" ”

"Your breath is not right, say, who the hell are you!" Ouyang Jian glared at him warily.

The smile on the face of the demon snake froze, indeed, how could the demon inner dan be the same as the inner dan of the dragon of the god race, if it wasn't for being hit hard by Meng Jiang, the demon snake would not have picked it up. It's just that looking at Ouyang Jian's reaction, he can't go back to Ji Luo's side. It's okay, with your own cultivation today, why bother to be subservient to others.

"Ouyang Jian, your nose is really smart! I'm just a different skin, but I still love the title Demon Snake because it reminds me of what I used to be! The demon snake smiled coquettishly, slowly stepped forward and took a step, a cold breath came straight in, Ouyang Jian panicked slightly, and turned his palms into a momentum to attack.

The demon snake didn't mean to fight him, and his smile became more and more charming, "Ouyang Jian, you are not my opponent now. Besides, we are both four envoys, and I am reluctant to kill you! I just want to know, what happened in the days I left? ”

Ouyang Jian hesitated for a moment, seeing that the other party really had no intention of embarrassing him, and with the origin of a demon snake, it was normal to change a pair of skins, thinking of this, he took off his guard and said, "I don't know, I have been cultivating in the hot spring cave in the back mountain. However, I heard Luoyu say that she asked you to guard the Demon Emperor, but you sneaked out, and the Demon Emperor was plundered to Qingqiu Mountain. His Holiness seems to be angry and is about to settle accounts with you! ”

The demon snake was shocked in his heart, it seemed that something had really happened.

"His Holiness didn't say what to do with me?"

Ouyang Jian waved his hand, "Count you lucky, Venerable doesn't have time to take care of you now!" ”

The Demon Snake's heart moved, looked around, and said with a smile, "Is it because there is a happy event in Ouyang Fort today, so His Holiness has no time to take care of him?" ”

It's okay not to mention it, but when Ouyang Jian mentioned this matter, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, so he didn't start in a muffled voice, and didn't speak with a gloomy face. The Demon Snake raised his eyebrows and looked at him, then said, "I just came from the front hall and saw Ouyang Lingling worshipping in the hall, isn't she your daughter?" You're here, so who is she worshipping? ”

"Hmph, how does Lao Tzu know!" Ouyang Jian was irritable in his heart, and he was about to walk away, but the demon snake immediately turned sideways to block it, and his expression suddenly became sad and pitiful.

"You, what are you going to do?"

"Brother Ouyang, you and I are both four envoys, now that the little sister has made a mistake, you can't bear to let the little sister be killed by the Venerable, right? Besides, I just went to absorb other people's essence and cultivate, but I didn't do anything to be sorry for His Holiness! Can you help me? ”

Ouyang Jian was originally a lustful person, seeing that the demon snake was so moving, he looked at himself with teary eyes, his heart softened, and he said, "Venerable is in the hot spring cave, you go to the entrance of the cave and wait!" I warn you, it's a very moment, don't make any more trouble! ”

"Got it, my good big brother!" The demon snake let out a coquettish cry, and Ouyang Jian's bones were almost crispy when he heard it. If it weren't for Ouyang Lingling in the front hall at the moment, he would have to take advantage of it.

Qin Xiangsan knelt up, looking at the widow Qin sitting on the seat with red eyes, her eyebrows and eyes were vivid and vivid. But Qin Xiang knew that this was just an illusion created by Meng Jiang in order to fulfill his regrets, but even if it was an illusion, Meng Jiang was grateful.

"Mother, you see, Xiang'er married a wife today, and since then she has started a family, you don't have to worry about it anymore!" Qin Xiang said that, and her tears couldn't stop falling down.

The crowd watching the ceremony was still shouting and cheering mechanically, but Qin Xiang and Ouyang Lingling seemed to be outside the cheers, incompatible with this celebration.

When Ouyang Jian broke in, the cheers continued, he brushed aside the pile of rotting corpses in front of him, walked forward quickly, and suddenly froze in place when he saw the Qin widow sitting on the seat.

"You~" He soon realized that the woman sitting upright in the chair was as lifeless as the room full of rotting corpses painted with strange colors. He was busy steady, and when he saw Ouyang Lingling kneeling on the ground alone but didn't see Qin Xiang, he hurriedly walked over and helped Ouyang Lingling up and asked, "Lingling, Qin Xiang's ~ ah!" ”

Ouyang Jian clutched his stomach and hurriedly retreated a few steps, pointing at Ouyang Lingling in disbelief.

The hall suddenly became quiet, and the rotting corpses depicting strange colors stood in place in a daze, some grinning and their teeth falling out unconsciously, and some of them were clapping their hands, but their hands were broken from the mouth of the bowl and fell to the ground. Ouyang Jian looked around in horror, the aura of corruption suddenly struck, and the Qin widow on the right position, her face also turned pale, but a pair of eyes were staring at herself, but the originally godless eyes didn't know when, they were actually dyed with a touch of despair and unwillingness, and people couldn't help but be terrified.

Ouyang Lingling raised the short knife in her hand and approached step by step, her originally calm and gentle little face became hideous and terrifying, "You killed my father and killed hundreds of lives in Ouyang Fort, today I want you to pay for your blood debt!" ”

When Ouyang Jian saw the weapon in the other party's hand clearly, he suddenly understood, and roared angrily, "Okay, you Meng Jiang, you dare to calculate Lao Tzu!" ”

Before Ouyang Jian's words fell, Ouyang Lingling attacked again, the short knife in her hand was forged by the power of the five elements, don't say Ouyang Jian, even Demon Venerable Ji Luo didn't dare to take it hard.

Ouyang Jian only felt that the wound on his stomach was in unbearable pain, and what was even more terrifying was that he felt that the true qi in his body was slowly dissipating with the wound.

Ouyang Jian still cared about the relationship between father and daughter at this moment, and immediately counterattacked fiercely. I just want to subdue Ouyang Lingling as soon as possible and escape from this happy hall.

But she underestimated the knife in Ouyang Lingling's hand, and also overestimated her own ability. At the beginning, Ouyang Lingling was still at a disadvantage, and she was slapped twice, but as the true qi dissipated, Ouyang Jian's moves became slower and slower, and Ouyang Lingling, who was dominated by hatred, became more and more courageous.

The short knife in his hand stabbed at a rapid pace, slashing through the skin, and then through the skin, as if cutting flesh and bones, and the splash of blood fell on the faces of the carrion, which seemed to awaken their senses.

When Ouyang Lingling stabbed the short knife into Ouyang Jian's chest, those carrion corpses that were like ownerless souls instantly flew away like hungry and crazy resentful spirits, drinking their blood and flesh.

Ouyang Lingling staggered out in a red dress, the blood stains and tears on her face mixed together, and the red makeup was swept away. It was as if at this moment, she had also become one of those rotting corpses depicting brilliant colors, lifeless, unconscious.

Blood dripped from her pale fingertips to the ground, dragging a long line as she walked. She walked out of the Joy Hall, over the cloister, through the stone path in the garden of the vestibule, and came to the gate of Ouyangbao.

The vermilion characters are still there, the bright red silk hangs on it, and the huge "Xi" character is so dazzling in the sun. Ouyang Lingling knelt on the ground with a thud, leaned down and bowed, and never got up again. (To be continued.) )