The maid carefully glanced at Jiang Tang's eyes, and when she saw that Jiang Tang's face was not good, she took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, wrapped the porcelain on the ground with a handkerchief, and quietly withdrew.

There are no annoying maids in the huge house, which makes people feel lonely unexpectedly.

Jiang Tang was thinking all the time, what did he get in exchange for such a painstaking plan?

Is it just that you are alone and die alone?

Outside the stone city is the other tribe eyeing the tiger, the stone city is constantly in the civil strife, the court can get by and only know pleasure, the people are adrift.

Jiang Tang slowly lowered his head and covered his face with his hands.

What kind of heart did the martial artist Wu Cong, who listened to the guards come to report today?

The people of other cities came with generous gifts, and in Jiang Tang's eyes, it was a weasel who gave a New Year's greeting to the chicken, and he didn't have a good heart.

Because of the past, he has to guard against everyone who tries to approach him, and in his world, there is no trust, only profit.

...........

In the Hongxiang Building, Lin Han sat alone in the secret room, his handsome eyebrows were slightly raised, the light in his eyes was bottomless, his slender fingers were holding a wolf pen, and he drew human skin on the soft cloth of his characteristics.

He chuckled, his lips slightly open, muttering words that others couldn't understand, and then using needles and threads, he sewed the human skin onto a black garment and put it on a wooden frame prepared in advance, and the skin seemed to come to life in Lin Han's hands.

His eyes caressed the human skin cheek obsessively, his expression changed, he stepped back sharply, his eyes were full of disbelief, he first talked to himself, and then pinched his neck fiercely.

"Bang Dang"

There was a loud bang.

Lin Han was stunned by himself, and the bruises on his neck flashed with a strange red light.

He twisted and writhed on the ground with his eyes closed, sweat sliding down his forehead, his teeth chattering, teeth biting through the soft flesh of his lips, blood filling his mouth and stretching to his throat, burning his internal organs like sulfuric acid.

Lin Han suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were sharp, and he staggered up from the ground, supporting his tired body out of the secret room.

Outside the secret room, the innkeeper lowered his head and said, "Shopkeeper, the young master of the Wang family has asked people to send a letter to the city lord's mansion today." ”

Lin Han smiled coldly, and his anger increased.

Sure enough, some things will always be a thorn in his heart, no matter how many times he experiences it and how many times he encounters it, he will still lose control.

The rendering of this emotion will not fade with time, but will only become stronger and stronger with time, and finally it will be like a soldering iron on the heart, leaving a wound that will never heal.

Anything related to the wound could irritate him.

His sleep.....

It's time to get married, and the groom is not him......

Lin Han raised his narrow eyes, and the doors and windows in the inn were closed, but the wind was gusting, wantonly eroding his bones.

"Prepare an umbrella, I'm going out." The dark blue cotton robe on his body was raised by the wind, and whimpering sounds came from all around the inn, like a soul asking for his life.

But Lin Han walked to the gate of the inn without changing his face as if he hadn't heard it.

The innkeeper nodded again and again, quickly took an ink umbrella and handed it to Lin Han.

Lin Han opened his umbrella in the inn.

The oil lamp of the inn was swaying, the skin of the people under the ink umbrella was snow-white, and the broken hair was two strands from the corners of the forehead, which was very depressed.

The slender fingers gently grasped the handle of the umbrella, and the umbrella bones glowed with cold light.

The umbrella bone is made of human bones, white and shiny, and the ink-colored umbrella surface outlines a mandala, which is bright red, extending along the gold thread that fixes the umbrella bone, and is very charming.

It's just an umbrella, but it's like a mountain ghost that charms all beings, and it seems that one more glance will make people fall and fall into the abyss.

"Crunch"

The door of the inn was pushed open by Lin Han, and the sunlight shone into the gloomy hall, but the whimpering behind him did not decrease but increased.

It was the souls of the people of Stone City.

The white fog was filled with the streets, and where the ink umbrella passed, the white fog gave way, and the people in black quickly dispersed.

A dark blue figure left with an ink umbrella, and the shopkeeper looked at it stupidly, Lin Han was like a thin scholar in Liaozhai, and his handsome appearance attracted monsters the most, but unfortunately the demons in the world did not dare to approach him, and the ghosts were also afraid of him.

He walked in the nineteenth layer of purgatory with a mortal body, and this purgatory was full of demons and demons, demons and monsters, some of which were extremely charming, and extremely ruthless, but all kinds of accumulation, they were not as good as Lin Han, because he was the most terrifying existence in this stone city.

He is also a puppet made by Lin Han.

The shopkeeper lowered his eyes, staring at the skin of his wrist with the thread open, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Yes, when Lin Han comes back, he will have to be scolded again.

City Lord's Mansion, Lin Han knocked on the door, his eyes were dark.

"Yo, Dong Gongzi is here again, are you looking for the city lord or the eldest lady?"

The two guards looked at Lin Han playfully and sneered.

Dong Lin is Lin Han's pseudonym, and since the day the Lin family was raided by Jiang Tang, Lin Han has lived in Shicheng as Dong Lin.

He kept his name incognito, and he kept his head in obscurity for many years, so that he is today.

At this time, Lin Han slowly raised his head, raised his eyebrows lightly at the two guards, and a red aura formed in the palm of his left hand, and a miniature version of the two guards appeared in the aura group.

The guard was startled for a moment, trying to ask for clarification, but before he could speak, a chill ran down his spine.

In an instant, the appearance of the two guards was distorted, and finally inch by inch was crushed into ashes.

"Click."

The pills on the two guards fell out and rolled down to Lin Han's feet.

Lin Han slowly possessed himself, picked up the pill, and then crushed it in the palm of his hand.

He walked all the way into Jiang Mianmian's courtyard "unimpeded".

After all, when you encounter "people" to kill people, you will destroy ghosts when you encounter ghosts....

Lan Wujiang heard movement outside the courtyard at this time, and jumped on the beam of the room two or three times, leaning on the curtain hanging on the beam to cover his figure.

The door slowly pushed open.

Lin Han put away the umbrella and looked at Jiang Mianmian, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, and his eyes softened.

He took a light step and approached Jiang Mianmian's side, his fingers brushing her cheek.

In this huge stone city, only Jiang Mianmian knows his true identity, and he is the only one who knows his true identity and is willing to be friends with him. Cool text

Jiang Mianmian was protected too well by Jiang Tang, like an elegant and noble canary.

You can only live in a greenhouse forever.

She would never know that a little kindness she gave at will become the light of that person for a lifetime.

Tsk, that's pathetic.

Shicheng is about to change hands, and the seemingly peaceful relationship between him and Jiang Mianmian is coming to an end.

Han Lin's eyes were sickly and obsessive.

His breathing unconsciously increased, and his fingers pinched red marks on Jiang Mianmian's chin.

Jiang Mianmian...... It will become a silk flower that is left unattended.

Jiang Tang couldn't protect her, and the Wang family couldn't protect her.

She could only hide under her wing and beg for her alms.

Han Lin's eyebrows and eyes were crooked.

Madness is brewing in the eyes.

She is the deepest obsession in his heart, and when he fell in love with Jiang Mianmian, he knew that he had embarked on a road of no return.

The innkeeper in Lan Wujiang's impression is always dark.

But I never thought that those cold and narrow eyes would not always be lifeless, and they would also contain lust when they saw Jiang Mianmian, and they were so passionate that they were crazy.

His love, the victory of death, into the bones, into the bones, with the soul.

"Mianmian, you wait for me." The corners of Han Lin's lips hooked slightly, and a pious kiss fell on Jiang Mianmian's forehead.

Then Han Lin walked to Jiang Tang's room with an umbrella.

Lan Wujiang jumped down from the beam and continued to check on Jiang Mianmian's condition.

It stands to reason that Jiang Mianmian should be the same as the people of Shicheng, who are all wronged souls, but her body is a symbol of life.

Lan Wujiang pursed his lips and decided to take a gamble and use his divine sense to enter Jiang Mianmian's body.

The divine consciousness itself is extremely fragile, and when it operates in one's own body, the slightest carelessness will be counterattacked, let alone use the divine consciousness to enter the body of others.

Kelan Wujiang has no choice now.

Her previous guess was overturned little by little with the appearance of Lin Han, and she had to grasp new clues as soon as possible before she could control her situation and get the initiative.

After Lan Wujiang's wisp of divine consciousness entered Jiang Mianmian's body, he found that Jiang Mianmian's consciousness was very weak.

It's easy to be disturbed by her, and what makes her troublesome is another soul that doesn't belong in this body.

He also seemed to feel Lan Wujiang's presence.

Lan Wujiang was very vigilant, and he was even ready to attack that alien soul, but he didn't expect that the alien soul would retreat directly from this body after feeling Lan Wujiang's existence.

Lan Wujiang was shocked, Jiang Mianmian's consciousness was weak, and if the other party left directly like this, he might be taken out with Jiang Mianmian's soul, and he would not be able to retreat with his whole body.

Lan Wujiang gritted her teeth, and when she was thinking of a way, her body was light, and her entire soul was sucked into her body by Jiang Mianmian.

Jiang Mianmian's desire to live was too strong, even exceeding her consciousness, occupying her ontology and becoming a new force.

Lan Wujiang only felt that his body was about to be emptied.

"Hiss" She gasped, opened her eyes suddenly, and found that her soul was actually attached to Jiang Mianmian's body, while her own body collapsed to the ground.

She was about to lift herself up, but she didn't expect that the body was so weak, and as soon as she got out of bed, she fell to the ground, followed by a sharp pain in her brain, which almost annihilated her.

"Here comes the halberd!" The spiritual power in Lan Wujiang's body skyrocketed, and her soul was too powerful, which was a force that Jiang Mianmian's body could not bear.

Therefore, the moment Lan Wujiang's soul completely invaded Jiang Mianmian's body, her strength seemed to be rapidly compressed.

If she doesn't release it, she will only let her burst Jiang Mianmian's body.

Red Blood and Lan Wujiang signed a fate contract, and recognizing the Lord is identifying the soul.

After Lan Wujiang found that he could still use red blood, he hurriedly transferred the spiritual power of the rampage into the halberd.

But even so, the remaining spiritual power in his body was still running around, forcibly dredging Jiang Mianmian's body......

The spiritual power in the house surged, and the enchantment naturally formed......

In the Hongxiang Building, Quan Cangqiong opened his eyes, and his soul finally returned to his body.

But for three whole days, his soul was out of his body, and his body's control had not yet recovered, so he could only stare at the top of the bed.

Since the day before yesterday, he had entered Jiang Mianmian's body because of Lan Wujiang's formation.

Most of the time, he was unconsciously manipulated by Jiang Mianmian's soul.

But for a moment or two, he was able to control Jiang Mianmian's body......

But even if he didn't control Jiang Mianmian's body, he could see some things about Shicheng through Jiang Mianmian's eyes.

Jiang Mianmian had broken her father's secret thirteen years ago on the eve before.

She was very favored by her grandfather when she was a child, and always thought that in addition to her father, the best thing for her was her grandfather.

But when she found out that it was her own father who killed her grandfather with outsiders, and wanted to marry her to the enemy, Jiang Mianmian collapsed.

She's just an ordinary daughter......

Naturally, I was at a loss when I encountered such an accident.

But the power of the sky is different, after he entered Jiang Mianmian's body, he obtained Jiang Mianmian's past memories......

The methods of the Wang and Lin families are not worth mentioning in front of the royal family.

But he was confined to it.

The weirdness of his entry into this secret realm was not like Lan Wujiang could still get hints after entering the country, and he didn't even know what to do to return to his body.

In order to grasp the initiative, he could only rely on weakening Jiang Mianmian's consciousness to increase the possibility of his possession of the body.

And the appearance of Lan Wujiang just now was to replace his existence, trapped in the body of Yu Jiang Mianmian.

What he has to do now is to prevent Lin Han from going to see Jiang Mianmian, otherwise it will definitely cause a catastrophe.

Thinking of this, Quan Cangqiong tried to use his brain to control the nerves in his hand.

Yi Xuansi sat drowsy not far away, and didn't realize that Quan Cangqiong had woken up at all.