Around the end of the day, Yuanyun finally knew that there were those bills.

However, in addition to the bill, Yuanyun also had an unexpected gain, that is, he found the real bill.

These are the ones that are completely free of fraud.

And at the moment in the small room

Qi Zhuoyi is enduring the backlash of the powerful power in his body. The sweat all over the body had already completely wet the clothes, and the fine beads of sweat on the forehead were still continuous.

The black and red lines began to appear all over his body, and those black lines gradually ran all over his body from Qi Qi's burning heart.

If someone sees him like this at this moment, I'm afraid that they will be frightened and not possess their bodies. Even Yuanyun is no exception.

Because of the black vein, the skin around the body is uneven and very conspicuous. As long as the black streaks pass through, the surface of the skin is like the plane of the moon, which is disgusting.

But it wasn't the most terrible, it was his altar that was most uncomfortable. At this moment, every trace of power at Qi Zhuoyi's spiritual platform was beyond his control.

What used to be his use in the past has now been transformed into power to hurt him. What an irony! But there was nothing he could do about it, he felt as if he had been betrayed by his own body.

Although he felt that the spiritual platform was about to explode, and the flesh and marrow of his body were all tortured by his own strength, Qi Zhuoyi was silent after all, for fear that Yuanyun would hear it and see his embarrassed appearance, and use this to mock him in the future.

In a word, death is to suffer with face.

After another half an hour, Yuanyun finally finished reading the bill.

Sure enough, there was a problem. This Dingfu already knew about the hole below. It's just that Gu Mei doesn't know this formation? If it was just to seize the spirit stones and sell them for money, I wouldn't know that I would be in the same league with the people who arranged the formation and kill so many people.

That doesn't make sense.

However, what is certain is that Gu Mei must know that there is a huge spirit stone vein under this Jinglin City.

After reading the bill, Yuanyun put the bill back where he had flipped through.

Soon, Yuanyun took out the new blank bill book and directly copied the real bills. Of course, this transcription, Yuanyun played a little clever, and the transcription with spiritual power can shorten the time a lot.

After about ten minutes, Yuan Yun finished transcribing all the real ledgers.

Calculating the time, there is about an hour or so, and the sky is about to dawn.

Yuanyun looked at the shadow outside, and he was used to it. Well, let's go sleep for a while.

At this time, Yuanyun entered the small room, but Qi Zhuoyi had already extinguished the candle. So at this time, Yuanyun couldn't see the situation in the house at all.

When did this product become so economical? Thinking so, Yuan Yun took out the light-shaking stone from the hairpin realm. In an instant, the small room was illuminated.

With this photo, Yuanyun found that Qi Zhuoyi was gone.

Isn't he in the cabin?

Immediately, Yuan Yun searched in the small room, and really found it.

But why is this thing hiding in such a corner? What is he doing?

Yuan Yun called Qi Zhuoyi's name and walked towards Qi Zhuoyi.

This look frightened Yuan Yun and dropped the light stone in his hand to the ground.

"Qi Zhuoyi, Qi Zhuoyi, the Demon King of the Mixed World, are you okay?" Yuanyun panicked for a moment.

But it was immediately reactive. Qi Zhuoyi seemed to be fainting in pain.

Immediately, Yuan Yun began to check Qi Zhuoyi's injuries.

After a while, Yuanyun only found out a few, and sure enough, he was just a half-doctor.

Although he didn't know how the black lines on Qi Zhuoyi's body came from, he could temporarily suppress the abnormal movement of his spiritual platform.

It's just that how could his spiritual platform have such a powerful power? But that's probably his secret.

Yuanyun slowly poured his spiritual power into Qi Zhuoyi's spiritual platform. However, when Yuanyun's spiritual power reached the spiritual platform of Qi Zhuoyi, the power in Qi Zhuoyi's body began to tenaciously unite with the outside world, resisting Yuanyun's spiritual power.

At this moment, a little bead of sweat appeared on Yuanyun's forehead.

Yuanyun's brows furrowed slightly, and his right hand, which was infused with spiritual power, trembled slightly.

At this moment, Yuan Yun couldn't help but spit out blood, and the blood stains instantly stained Qi Zhuoyi's body.

The power in Qi Zhuoyi's body is too strong. The person was not saved, and his chest was still very uncomfortable.

But looking at the shrunken and trembling ruler in front of him, whose brows had already been twisted into Sichuan characters, Yuan Yun decided that he had to help him.

Even if he can't calm the irritable Lingtai for him, then he can at least help him relieve his pain.

At this moment, Yuanyun heard Qi Zhuoyi muttering a few words, "Mother, don't go, don't leave Yi'er, don't." ”

Qi Zhuoyi muttered and clenched his hand.

Yuan Yun stretched out his hand all of a sudden, and Qi Zhuoyi's clenched hand slowly let go, and then gradually clenched again.

It's just that there is an extra hand in Yuanyun's hand at this time.

After calming Qi Zhuoyi a little, Yuan Yun carefully felt the power in Qi Zhuoyi's body.

I found that this power was somewhat similar to the power of my own resentment.

Let's give it a try.

Yuan Yun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and injected power into Qi Zhuoyi's spiritual platform again, but this time it was not spiritual power, but the power of resentment.

As a result, what Yuanyun didn't expect was that the power in Qi Zhuoyi's body this time did not reject him as much as before.

After about half an hour, Qi Zhuoyi's brows gradually relaxed, and his expression was not as painful as before.

After doing all this, Yuanyun was also physically and mentally exhausted, tired and a little drowsy.

Then, with some effort, Yuan Yun put Qi Zhuoyi on the bed.

After doing all this, Yuanyun finally fought hard, walked to the outer room, and came to the side of the subordinate.

Yuanyun crouched down, and the inky resentment power that had already condensed in his hand suddenly struck the servant's heart.

Immediately, Yuanyun probed the man's snort.

It's good, it's good to be dead.

Yuan Yun was not a kind person in the first place, and the person he killed now was just killing a lackey under Gu Mei.

After doing this, Yuanyun threw the others out.

Sure enough, it seems that she guessed correctly. The prohibition that appears at night only protects the living, while the dead can come and go as they please.

Through the carved wooden windows, Yuanyun watched the servant's corpse gradually gather under the figures, and there were no bones left.

After doing all this, Yuanyun returned to the small room, tired and fell asleep on the table.

But Yuanyun didn't sleep long, and the sky was clear.

Yuan Yun opened his somewhat tired eyes, walked to the side of the bed, and looked at Qi Zhuoyi, who was breathing steadily on the bed.

After thinking for a moment, Yuanyun still decided to wake up Qi Zhuoyi.

"Ruler Zhuoyi, ruler Zhuoyi......"