In the dimly lit room, only a plain lamp was burned, reflecting a miserable white light in the room. A man was tied up behind his back and fell to the ground, and there was a row of bottles and cans on the table in front of him.

Zhan Meixiang squatted down with a gloomy face, lifted his chin with his bare hands, ripped off the mask, revealing his scarred face, and said in a stumbling voice: "Say, who sent you?" ”

The man smiled and said, "Yo, this is the legendary queen mother, really white and tender skin, look at this smooth hand, it's worth it to touch Lao Tzu to death." ”

slapped the man's face, Zhan Meixiang suddenly turned pale, got up and picked a bottle on the table, took it in his hand and played with it, and sneered: "If you want to die, I will fulfill you." But before I die, I don't mind if you try the medicine for me first. As he spoke, he opened the mouth of the bottle, and saw a worm the size of his little finger crawling out of it.

Zhan Meixiang bent down and let the insects slowly crawl onto the man's face, seeing his cracked eyes, he chuckled: "It's called heart-devouring, and it loves to drill people's bodies. Devouring the heart into the body, you will definitely die. However, there is a downside that its appetite is too small, so it has to eat for 7749 days before you die. ”

The feeling of the worm crawling over his face made the man feel creepy, and when the fleshy worm crawled to his mouth, he almost shouted: "I said, I said, I am ......" The man's voice suddenly changed tone, as if someone was pinching his throat, and finally turned into a gurgling sound in his throat, and finally nothingness.

Zhan Meixiang put the worm away, tried to snort, and said in frustration: "It's out of gas." ”

Shadow said in a deep voice: "There is no one around, what's going on?" ”

Zhan Meixiang probed on him, and said hatefully: "They were scattered, and within an hour, they will definitely die of poison." In other words, these people are the dead soldiers they sent, no matter whether the thing is successful or not, they will not get out of this courtyard alive, this person behind the scenes, is really inferior to beasts! ”

Zhan Meixiang frowned and looked at the inky sky outside the window, turned around and said coldly: "Shadow, you go to the Hou Ye Mansion again." If I'm not mistaken, I'll know the winner in no time. ”

The prosperity of the day fades, and the night is always very quiet.

In the Hou Ye's mansion, it was so quiet that it could be heard when a needle dropped. In the deep courtyard where the eaves and teeth are high and the waist of the corridor is back, the people who pass by put their steps at the lightest, for fear of disturbing the sleepiness of this courtyard.

In the study, a man about thirty years old was standing in front of the table and splashing ink, and the pen was a beautiful country, suddenly hearing a sound on the eaves, the man stopped his pen vigilantly, and shouted: "Who? ”

A drop of ink fell on the paper, smeared, and ruined a painting.

The door creaked open, and a man walked in. I saw that the man was handsome, with a carved face with distinct features, and dark and deep eyes, glowing with charming color. Dressed in black, his whole person is even more cold and abnormal.

I heard him say aloud: "I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come unharmed." ”

The man at the table reacted at this time, and the pen in his hand fell on the table, adding a heavy stroke to the painting.

The man in black sighed twice: "Master Hou's painting is completely ruined." Although the meaning of the words was a pity, the expression on his face was a look of interest, which made people doubt the truth of his words.