Tsing Yi Mu Hai, Sha Man stepped into the thatched hut with only half of the eaves left, the black gas in the air had dissipated, and there were two blood stains on the ground. Fang Ruo, who was covered in dirt, sat in the room with a pair of white bones, but he didn't see the figure of the woman in black.

"The dead are great, why don't you let him be buried as soon as possible!"

Fang Ruo slowly raised his head, a pair of red eyes, and the black mark on his forehead was a little heavier. Fang Ruo snorted coldly and said, "Shouldn't you explain to me why you wanted to save that stinky Taoist priest?" ”

Shaman was stunned for a moment, and looked at Fang Ruo suspiciously, only to feel that today, she was full of anger mixed with evil energy. Fang Ruo suddenly raised the white bone in his arms, looked at Sha Man and said with a smile: "This person's soul is scattered, isn't it your doing?" Now it is too late to pretend to be high and clear up the involvement. ”

Shaman took a step back vigilantly, pointed at her and said, "You are not Fang Ruo! ”

'Fang Ruo' giggled, threw the white bones in his hand on the ground, his scarred fingers gently caressed his face, and replied in a coquettish voice: "It's just a name, if I like it, it's not impossible to call Shaman!" ”

"You threaten me?"

Fang Ruo shook her head, the long hair scattered on her shoulders slid to her chest with her movements, the blood clots coagulated, sticking the hair into strands, like a broken piece of dark red cloth draped over her head.

"I was seriously injured by that stinky Taoist priest, so naturally I can't do anything to you? But now, I am one with this snake demon, and if she does something, it is really not something I can control. For example, burning the peach forest, another example~" 'Fang Ruo' stretched out his hand and pointed to the white bones on the ground, and said slowly, "Another example, find a companion for it!" ”

Shaman laughed angrily, "You don't have to threaten me with this, I came here today to ask one thing clearly, if this matter is clear, I don't need your orders, I will definitely work with Fang Ruo to level the Qingyun Temple!" ”

"Oh? If I'm not mistaken, what do you want to ask about Lian Yunzhu? ”

"Exactly!" Shaman said, "I am also an old acquaintance of Mao Qing, whether it is a side attack or a direct test, I have never found any abnormality in his body. Why are you so sure that Lian Yunzhu is in the hands of Mao Qing? ”

"What a holy thing Lian Yunzhu is, what can you find out of a little flower demon?" 'Fang Ruo' snorted disdainfully.

Sharman didn't want to blow up her identity, but she had to get rid of the last doubts in her heart. "Okay, even if it's as you said, Lian Yun Zhu is really in Mao Qing's hands, let me ask you, how do you get Lian Yun Zhu?"

'Fang Ruo' pursed his lips and was silent.

Sharman asked again, "Or are you just trying to destroy Lian Yunzhu from beginning to end, rather than really helping us?" ”

'Fang Ruo' pointed to the white bones on the ground and asked, "Now that the husband of the two of you is dead, whether I want to get Lian Yunzhu or destroy it, it will have no effect on you. It's true that Mao Qing didn't save him when he saw death, and it's also true that he killed your husband, can't this be a reason for you to take revenge? ”

Shaman smiled lightly, at this moment she already fully understood in her heart, not to mention whether Lian Yunzhu was nothing, the other party's layout was just to deal with Qingyunguan. As for the reason, Sharman was not interested.

"You're right, we do need revenge!" Shaman slowly raised his head with a determined expression, "However, I have one condition!" ”

"What conditions, you say!" 'Fang Ruo' was overjoyed to see that the other party agreed so readily.

"Take back the snake venom in the sky above Qingyun Town, and return the people to peace!"

'Fang Ruo' laughed, "I didn't expect you, a goblin, to know how to love." Looks like I'm underestimating you! ”

Shaman laughed and said, "I'm not as good as you say, but I've always had a clear grudge. For ten years, they have not treated me badly. Moreover, it was Qingyunguan who killed my husband, and he had nothing to do with them. I don't want to do more killing, self-destructive cultivation! ”

'Fang Ruo' pondered for a moment and nodded, "Okay, no problem!" ”

Shaman put his mind at ease, looked at the white bones on the ground and said coldly: "The dead are great, you should bury the people!" Say it and don't stop there, turn around and leave, the petals are gone, and the voice is already in the air, "Tomorrow, you and I will be bloody!" ”

He meditated and breathed, but found that he couldn't mobilize the immortal energy in his body at all. That power is as if it is not under its control, and it only melts the demonic energy little by little unhurriedly, and it does not move or waver even if you are anxious. Mao Qing sighed, no longer doing useless work, and remembered the black mark on Fang Ruo's forehead, the strange pattern, which was the seal of the demon race. Mao Qing reflexively looked at the head of the bed, and then remembered that the sandalwood box was given to Jiang Xiaoyu.

How could there be a demon thing in Qingyun Temple, and it also appeared next to Ayin. Could it be that the people of the demon clan have already found out that Lian Yunzhu is in Ayin's body? No, it's impossible, if that's the case, when I fight today, the woman in black won't suspect that Lian Yunzhu is on me, it seems that Yiqiē is just a temptation. Who brought this thing into the view, could it be Jiang Xiaoyu?

Mao Qingzheng was thinking about it, and suddenly felt a trace of sleepiness, and then a thick sleepiness hit, he was alert, but his body was weak and weak, and he fell asleep all of a sudden.

After a moment, a small figure rushed in, with big eyes and a dark blue robe, who else could it be if it wasn't Ayin. I saw her slowly move to the bed, her little hand waved in front of her eyes, and when she saw that the other party had no reaction, she immediately jumped up with joy and hurriedly covered her mouth.

Ah Yin smiled thiefly, reached out to untie the strap on the robe, and looked at the exposed smooth skin, a heart beat faster and faster, and his face burned. With a "snap", a drop of red dropped on the white chest, Ayin was stunned, followed by a second drop. Ayin felt that her nose was sour and blocked, and she hurriedly raised her head and inhaled, and suddenly a fishy sweet breath rushed straight to her throat, choking her immediately coughed, and she was so frightened that she hurriedly covered her mouth.

The viscous touch startled her, and when she reached out, she saw that her hands were covered with blood. Ah Yin realized at this moment that he actually had a nosebleed. I only picked off my shirt and had a nosebleed, this, if I stripped it all, I wouldn't have to die of blood! Ayin wiped her nose with a cloth towel and was secretly annoyed.

Mao Qingda opened his chest, still unconscious. Ah Yin stopped the bleeding and ran over again, and said in his heart, no, if I don't succeed today, Qingqing will definitely avoid myself in the future, in case I go for half a year, I won't have a chance. Ayin thought about it, gritted his teeth, untied the belt around his waist, stripped off his fine light in three or two, and laboriously took off his shirt, helped him lie down, and followed him in, happily hugging his waist, ready to go to Mengzhou Gong.

Maybe she was too excited, maybe it was because the person lying next to her was Maoqing, and Ayin couldn't sleep alive. She tossed and turned for a long time, and finally sat up hot and dry, watching that Mao Qing was still sleeping peacefully, and helplessly drooped her head and didn't know what to do.

On the lake blue robe piled up next to the bed, there were bloodstained holes, and he was looking at her with a long mouth and a funny smile.