"Hehe, interesting." I don't know how long it has been a stalemate like this, and this tug-of-war of spiritual power in the dark has finally ended with Yin Ziyuan's defeat.

And Yin Ziyuan, who was defeated, did not have the slightest resentment, he was so pale that he had a charming smile on his abnormal face, that smile was extremely charming but with incomparable evil, if it were not for a person with a strong heart, I am afraid that it would be easy to fall into it, unable to extricate himself, so that he was finally slaughtered by others.

Yu Yu Lingshuang's cold eyes blinked, his eyes stared directly at Yin Ziyuan, whose temperament had changed greatly, he didn't know what he was thinking in his mind, obviously his thoughts once again ran out of the clouds.

So much so that she, who had always been extremely sensitive and vigilant, didn't notice that Sang Moyu didn't know when he turned his head to stare at her, and her eyes, which were originally as black as obsidian, were filled with angry flames.

In fact, Yu Yu Lingshuang didn't know that in her subconscious, she already had a little indescribable trust in Sang Moyu, otherwise she wouldn't be able to wander her mind when Yin knew that the two were not far apart.

Although there is only a little bit of trust, it is not easy for Yu Yu Lingshuang, and a person like her who walks on the tip of a knife, trust is such a luxury thing.

It is no exaggeration to say that if there was no Sang Moyu present today, Youyu Lingshuang would not be so lax.

But it's a pity that Youyu Lingshuang is not white, and Sang Moyu can't detect it, this is exactly what he said, the authorities are fascinated by bystanders.

Seeing this, Yin Ziyuan's smile deepened a little, his hand, which was so pale that the green tendons could be seen, gently wiped away the extremely thin blood at the corner of his lips, and then the thin red lips opened slightly, and the two fingers stained with his own blood were stretched in.

After a few licks, until the blood was licked clean, Fu slowly withdrew his water-stained fingers from his mouth, and rubbed ambiguously on the two thin lips.

A pair of charming blood-colored peach blossom eyes, half-open and half-closed, seducing the soul.

Such a provocative action, he did not show the slightest girlishness, but made people blush and heartbeat, and their breathing slowed down by half a beat.

Of course, Sang Moyu and Youyu Lingshuang are not very human, so they will not be tempted.

"Young Master Yin, I don't know if you've ever heard of Wen Yun?" Yu Yu Lingshuang came back to his senses after a while, and then said coldly.

She didn't think it was her illusion, Yin Ziyuan's body seemed to have a trace of aura very similar to Wen Yun's.

No, to be more precise, it should be that the extremely deep aura hidden in Wen Yun's body is trying to develop in a direction similar to Yin Ziyuan's breath, but the effect is unsatisfactory.

is very gloomy, the aura on Yin Ziyuan's body is rich, deep, clean and pure, but Wen Yun's is like a tiger is not an anti-dog.

All this, combined with what Yin has said, Yu Yu Ling Shuang can boldly speculate.

Wen Yun may have obtained the cultivation classics related to the Yin Clan by chance, but he was in a hurry and took the sword sideways, thus practicing evil arts.

"Oh? Ah Shuang said that the current king of Luo Kingdom is side by side, but he has heard a little. ”

Ignoring Sang Moyu's murderous eyes, Yin Ziyuan smiled evilly at Youyu Lingshuang.

Youyu Lingshuang narrowed her eyes, and her tone was cold and full of disgust: "Young Master Yin, beware of misfortune coming out of your mouth." The word Ah Shuang came out of the mouth of the young master, which really made this seat unhappy. ”

"Oh? It seems that Ah Shuang has really changed a lot, if it was before, I'm afraid I wouldn't care so much. ”

Yin Ziyuan blew his fingernails, raised his eyebrows and said, he deliberately said the word before, as if he was deliberately emphasizing something.

"Humph!" Youyu Lingshuang snorted coldly, and quickly slapped out his palm, this palm was unexpected, and hit Yin Ziyuan firmly.

In an instant, he was knocked out of the air, and his back slammed uncontrollably into the wall, leaving a cobweb-like crack.

"Young Master Yin, do you think this seat is still the stupid poor worm from the past, don't forget, everything related to those seven years, whether it is people or things, was destroyed by me, and even you almost died in my hands."

"Don't think that you are self-righteous and delusional that you can control this seat, because in the eyes of this seat, you are nothing at all. Also, Yin Ziyuan, do you think that you have spiritual power, it is very remarkable, this seat tells you that your spiritual power is still cultivated, and you are not at home! ”

When it comes to destructive power, spiritual power is indeed more powerful than secret arts, but that's only relatively speaking, secret arts are more complicated and unexpected.

And if it is really against it, Yin Ziyuan is not necessarily the opponent of Yu Yu Lingshuang.

"Young Master Yin, since you have taken the lead in this game of chess, then this seat can no longer be polite, the days ahead are still very long, we will wait and see."

After that, Youyu Lingshuang brushed his sleeves away, and half of his eyes didn't bother to give Yin Ziyuan and ...... Sang Moyu.

Seeing this, Sang Moyu's mood suddenly turned from cloudy to sunny, he glanced at Yin Ziyuan indifferently, then turned around and left.

After the two left, Yin Ziyuan spat out a mouthful of blood, paused for a moment, he wiped his cuffs unhurriedly, and then leaned against the wall as if nothing happened, with a maniacal smile on his pale face.

"Very good, I'm afraid the future will be more interesting, really...... I'm looking forward to it. ”