The cold wind blew into the house from outside the door, blowing away the warm heat and the smell of blood that filled the room.

Zhao Hao's eyes were full of disbelief, and the sudden drastic change caught him off guard.

Long Aotian is dead.

A teenage imp actually killed an onmyoji?

It's incredible!

It was he who actually used a mountain and sea technique, it was that he was unexpected, he was unprepared, it was that his punch was too powerful, and it was his luck......

There are countless reasons to find them, but he really killed an onmyoji without a trace of hesitation.

"It's just a dog, you don't need to kill people. ”

Zhao Hao was silent for a second, his expression became serious, he raised his feet and walked into the room, locked the door and said.

Under the light, Ye Ling shook off the blood stain on the back of his hand, turned his head to look at the sturdy man, and asked slowly.

"You're not breaking the law by killing people, are you?!"

"The law of the world can't control the demon, and naturally it can't restrain the onmyoji, of course we have no scruples about killing, but we still talk about some rules......"

Zhao Hao replied subconsciously, and suddenly frowned tightly.

The old dog in the corner was whining, the lights were flickering, and the dark light in the young man's eyes flickered, and he licked his upper lips and said.

"You're going to die, too!"

"Boy, you have a big mouth. ”

Zhao Hao sneered.

Ye Ling was able to win against Long Aotian because of the sneak attack, but the hand that punched was still seriously injured, the back of the hand was almost cut in half by a sword, and the flesh and blood were turned over, revealing the white bones, burning with the hot blood of sparks, dripping down along the fingers, melting the floor into several holes.

On the contrary, his attainments in mountain and sea arts were actually much higher than Long Aotian's, and he was on guard, Ye Ling would never be his opponent!

Zhao Hao's five fingers were like knives, and a round gold-colored compass appeared in his palm, and the feng shui gossip was used as a side, and he was about to expand it in front of him.

Mountains and Seas: Compass Order!

Inheritance: The spirit of acupuncture mountain.

Bang!

The sparks splashed everywhere, and countless tiny cracks suddenly cracked on the golden compass, but the Bagua pattern spun rapidly in an instant, and the same force bounced out in reverse.

Hertz!

Ye Ling snorted, and his arm, which had been improved by the pig's trotters of Fuling Mountain, was shaken greatly by this force, and he was afraid that countless cracks appeared in his bones.

But he didn't care, and raised his arm to punch again.

"Boom!"

The golden compass in front of him cracked, and the golden shards were like pieces of glass that plunged straight into the walls on all sides.

"Where?"

Ye Ling kept a calm face and pulled out the golden fragments that pierced the back of his fist one by one.

He looked around and found that he was the only one left in the four wild spaces, and at some point under his feet, a golden compass was also opened, but it was extremely huge, and the golden lines outlined the solar terms of the hours and the branches of the heavens and the earth.

The top of the head is dark, and the feet are golden.

"Sneak attack to kill an Onmyoji will be the most bragging thing of your life. ”

"Head to head, we have a thousand ways to kill you!"

"We didn't think about killing you, we just made a deal, you were looking for your own death!"

The man's energetic voice came from all directions, and the sound sounded in Ye Ling's ears.

Ye Ling didn't say a word, raised his feet and took a step forward, the world was spinning, he returned to the same place, his face was ugly.

Trapped!

Every Onmyoji is incomparably powerful, proficient in countless magical mountain and sea techniques, far more powerful than him, a half-witted man who has just come into contact with mountain and sea arts.

"Zheng!"

A sharp sword appeared in the void and swept out, it was the sword that Long Aotian had broken earlier.

Ye Ling leaned back to dodge, but a bloody arrow was still provoked on his neck, and the blood poured down and stained a large area of his chest red.

He fixed his gaze, and the sword struck and disappeared into the darkness.

"You don't need to go to the monster market, the onmyoji will take revenge, I will kill you!"

"Come on!"

Ye Ling's expression became hideous, and he suddenly squatted down, pressed the ground with one hand, and clenched the other hand, hitting the ground again and again like a hammer hitting a bell, and the iron-like sparks flew in all directions.

It's like being angry and frightened by fear and losing your mind.

Knock! Knock!

On the ground, the compass shook in circles of golden ripples, constantly shaking, but it seemed to be indestructible, and after a dozen strokes, with a creak, his arm broke.

"Zheng!"

At the same moment, the sword appeared from behind like a bolt of lightning and slashed towards Ye Ling's head.

Ye Ling turned around suddenly, raised his arm to block in front of him, and without looking, the broken arm swept forward like an iron whip.

"Knew you were coming!"

Rumble!

Mars flew, darkness shattered, and the golden compass cracked like a mirror.

The space suddenly brightened.

A skull swirled in the air and fell to the ground with a thud, its neck blackened and a pungent smell of burnt flesh.

Zhao Hao's eyes protruded outward, and the last look was unbelievable, and he didn't blink.

The boy broke his arm.

It's just a deliberate sale of flaws to lure him into making a move!

What kind of monster did they provoke?!

......

"Snort!"

The tip of the sword softened red in molten blood.

The boy bit the broken sword that had been driven into his wrist with his teeth, and spat on the ground with a mouthful of blood.

"Idiot. ”

He gasped for breath, a fierce light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he directly twisted the broken arm bone back into place, and then raised his head to look at the gate, and the cold wind blew in his face.

It's not over yet!

Zhao Hao's locked door, I don't know when it opened from the outside!

"Smack!"

There was a crisp round of applause.

"Wonderful, a mortal kills two onmyoji, it's neat, it's done very well, but ...... You killed someone, you know?"

In front of the door, a woman appeared, with bright eyes and bright teeth, a snow-white awl face, delicate scarlet nails on her thin fingers, white costume clothes outlining her slender waist, and the corners of her clothes fluttering in the wind, like a fairy among the gods.

The woman looked at the two broken corpses on the ground and joked with a smile.

"Little ghost, you are so fierce, do you want me to help you call the police?"

"Who are you?!"

Ye Ling's face was gloomy and uncertain.

"My name is White Sleeves, and I am also an onmyoji, and I am also here for you. ”

The woman is dressed in the snow-white face of the ancient costume TV series, with a smile on her face.

Long Aotian can find Ye Ling, and she can also find people with peak yang energy through strange mountain and sea techniques.

She didn't care about Ye Ling's hostile gaze, Shi Shiran walked into the corner of the room and looked at the motionless dog on the ground.

"You're killing people for this dog, and human life is too worthless in your eyes, isn't it?"

Ye Ling stared at the black dog tightly, was silent for three seconds, and suddenly cracked the corners of his mouth, smiled on his face, and asked seriously.

"Do you have what it takes to revive my dog?"

White sleeves curled the corners of her mouth, and her smile was dangerous and charming, she said.

"Of course. ”

"What do you want?"

"Like them, one of the seventy-two mountain and sea techniques inherited by Huaguo Mountain, swallowing knives. ”

......

The snow was shaky and the night sky was dull.

The boy with an umbrella walks aimlessly on the road, like a bored fly, not knowing where the end is, not knowing where the end is.

After a long time.

Ye Ling stirred his two hands into the snow, washed away the blood stains on the deep visible bone wounds, and then picked up a piece of clean snow and stuffed it into his mouth, full of salty mouth.

It was nearly midnight, and he couldn't find the entrance to the enchantment of the Yokai Bazaar.

And he wants to save his dog.

"Where is the Yokai Bazaar hidden, why can't I find it?"

The snowflakes kept falling, and the snow on the ground was getting thicker and thicker.

He frowned suddenly, and heard strange conversations in the distance.

"It's all your fault, you have to dress up when it's dark, we're going to be late......"

"Don't worry, the monster market will be open until sunrise!"

"I've been working hard for a few years to accumulate treasures, and I'm just waiting for this yokai fair. ”

"It's coming soon......"

The sound of chattering is not like a human voice, it is a little sharp, like a penetrating suona.

Ye Ling looked at it when he heard the sound, and saw two strings of small footprints on the snow, like plum blossoms.

He raised his head, his eyes lit up, and he felt that the willows suddenly brightened.

Snow in the distance.

It's two rats that have become spirits!

......

"This young man's face did not change when he killed for the first time, and his anger was too heavy. ”

The woman named Baisleeve waited until Ye Ling left, and she didn't think she was an outsider at all, and even made a cup of tea with leisure.

In the corner, the black dog lay motionless on the ground, its eyes closed, as if it had lost its breath.

"Unfortunately, when I came, the dog was already dead, and the soul may have fallen into the Lethe River. Even if you are an onmyoji, you can't bring the dead back to life. ”

She lied to the boy.

Helpless.

The boy's personality was too tough, and the pressure could not make him really bow his head.

"The boy was actually very smart, and probably didn't believe that I could really save his dog......"

"He knew that I was stronger than those two, and that he was already seriously injured and would not be my opponent, so he agreed to my terms...... Shouldn't you go to the monster market to trade and kill people?"

"Did I think I was a bad person?...... Oh, that's right......"

White Sleeves sighed in her heart, of course, if it weren't for the fact that the dog was dead, she actually wouldn't mind doing a good deed.

She twisted her head, paying the same attention to the family photo on the wall, just like Long Aotian and the others.

"When I was very young, I also used to have a pet dog, the very small one, but because it has no demonic spirit, just a dog, after ten years, it died of old age on its own. ”

Dogs are very short-lived animals, small dogs can live for more than ten years, but large dogs such as black charcoal usually only live to be seven to ten years old.

Thinking like this, Bai Sleeve's whole person suddenly stiffened and did not move, like falling into an ice cellar.

She is stronger than Long Aotian and is meticulously observant.

She discovers an amazing secret.

In her sight, on an old photograph taken a long time ago.

The cheongsam woman is very beautiful.

The child, who was a few years old, was now about to become an adult, and the villain had become a teenager.

But more than ten years have passed, and the dog is still the same as the dog on the ground, and nothing has changed, and the passage of time has never left the slightest trace on the dog.

The question is, how long does a dog really live, does it get old?

She suddenly remembered something she had ignored and had not thought about.

Yang energy is a panacea for demons and monsters, and the yang energy of people who are at the peak of yang energy is a rare thing, and demons and monsters see it and want to go crazy for it.

So Ye Ling, a high-quality person with peak yang energy, walking day and night in Lingbi City, where demons and ghosts are rampant, can actually survive until now?

Is it pure luck?

No way!

There must be something behind the darkness that silently shelters him!

"I hope I thought too much, otherwise why didn't it help the boy before?"

White Sleeves comforted herself, and then she slowly turned her head to look at the dog.

In front of her, the big dog that should have been dead tilted its head and squatted on the ground, like an indifferent black hill, and a pair of cloudy eyes were looking at her.

The eyes were merciful, contemptuous, cold, bewitching, and powerful.

"Wang. ”

Goblin!