The goose flew back and flashed, blocking in front of them, with a wave of his right hand, the shadow of the storm in his hand, the kyanite on the sword spike swayed and swayed, and a faint blue light swept in the dark night.

Nian Jinshu found out that the sword spike on the shadow of the Thriller was still there, and it was a gift she gave him when she was a child, and Yan Hui clearly said that it had been lost.

Yan Hui's eyes were blood-red, and the shadow of the shock was screaming in the dark night, he looked at Nian Junyao, and said word by word, "Big brother, this is my family affair that never sleeps, please leave!"

"Jinshu is my sister. ”

"The Nianjin Book is my wife!"

The two men confronted each other, and neither of them would give a step.

Everyone was silent.

Xue Lan asked, "Yan Hui, my eldest brother is going to take someone away, can you still hold a sword to stop you?"

Yan Hui had a cold face, "You guys give it a try!"

Feng Liangzheng rubbed his eyebrows, "Calm down." ”

The whole night was full of hatred and hatred, and he looked at the Nianjin book with righteous indignation.

Chu Yingge covered her mouth and cried, "Sister, you said something, this is not your intention, is it? You were just controlled by the demonic qi just now, it's not your fault, isn't it?"

Such a big thing happened every night, and it had already attracted a group of onlookers.

"There is still the fragrance of Hualien in the air, Hualien this poison is unique to Wanping City, the output is very small, if it is not Hualien, the Jinshu girl may not be able to kill the husband and wife of the Yanmen. "There was an objection.

Nian Junyao had already smelled the residual smell of Hualien in the air, so he wanted to take the Nian Jin book away!

"I killed it. Nian Jinshu pleaded guilty and walked out from behind Nian Junyao.

"Jinshu!" Nian Jun Yao drank vigorously.

Nian Jinshu did her own thing, as she always gave the impression that she did it, she never denied it, Yan Hui's hand holding the sword trembled for a while, he was grief-stricken, and the shadow pointed to Nian Jinshu, "Why?"

There was a lot of talk about it.

"Is Nian Jinshu crazy? Why do you want to kill people?"

"She used Hualien to kill people, she has been planning for a long time, and she is too vicious. ”

"Could it be that the husband and wife of the Yanmen Gate coveted her soul bell and were killed by her?"

"Yes, it's too vicious, Nian Jinshu and Yanhui have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, and the husband and wife of Yanmen treat her like their own children, how can she do it?"

......

It was the first time that the Nianjin book was pointed at by the shadow of the wild goose.

In the previous life, even if they killed each other, he never touched the shocking shadow.

"They had fallen into the devil and wanted to kill me, so I killed her. ”

As soon as Nianjinshu's words came out, there was an uproar.

"Impossible!" Yan Hui categorically vetoed, how could his father and mother fall into the devil.

The anger of the disciples of the Nightless Capital was aroused.

"Young master, killing people pays for your life, you have to get justice for the master and his wife. ”

"Get justice for the owner and his wife!"

......

The crowd was furious all night, and the bodies of the lord and wife of the Yan Sect were lying on the ground cold, stained with blood, and the Yan Hui listened to the voices of the disciples in despair, Ah Jin......

Ah Jin, why?

Falling demons?

How could my father and mother fall into the devil?

She lied!

Yan Hui clenched the shadow of Jinghongying, gritted his teeth and said, "Come on, lock the young lady in Jinghong Courtyard, no one is allowed to enter or leave without my order!"

"Yes!"

Nian Jun Yao had the intention to stop it, but was stopped by Nian Jinshu.

"Big brother, don't care!"

Late at night, in the mourning hall.

Yan Hui was dressed in plain clothes, kneeling on the futon, his eyes were empty, he lost his father and mother overnight, and he was killed by his favorite wife, and the whole Xianmen talked about it.

In the mourning hall, there was silence!