But even if he is demonized, he is still the ruler of this family, and no one can resist.

However, this was not what he wanted, and he soon became bored and tired. I don't know if it's because of the consequences of demonization or some other reason, Yanhua can feel that he is becoming more and more irritable and irritable, staying in this place where he has been imprisoned for so many years has always made him very irritable, and even wants to destroy this place completely.

He didn't want to endure it, and he didn't want to endure such an impulse for the sake of this group of unworthy people. But again, this group of people is not worth his endurance, nor is it worth his real killing.

In the end, Yanhua chose to leave behind the old, disgusting and disgusting things that had been cut off by him, and the family was being renewed, and wandered around alone, leaving the family to the woman he had saved and had been completely reborn.

Since then, the family has never seen Yanhua again.

Just when he was wandering in the clouds, Yanhua was dressed in white like snow, looking like a fairy with a fluttering aura, just like an immortal who was not stained with mortal dust. Who would have expected such a person to be a demon cultivator?

The encounter between Yanhua and Yuqiong Wine Master was when they wanted to go to a certain mountain to pick elixir on a whim. Yanhua didn't fly up directly, but chose to walk up step by step like an ordinary monk who didn't cultivate too high.

At this time, he saw a man lying on the side of the road. Covered in blood and unconscious. Yanhua stood next to this person, looked at it with a straight face, held the sword, and then raised an eyebrow.

"Tsk," he picked the man's chin with his toes, and looked left and right, "This looks—" Before he finished speaking, he noticed that several people who had been lying in ambush not far away had moved, and seemed to be surrounding him. So the words that were about to come out of my mouth suddenly changed, "It seems... Seems a little interesting? ”

So the people who came around saw the white-clothed monk holding a sword in his arms, and he squatted on the side of the road, looking at the unconscious man lying in the grass by the roadside, as if he was trying to do something.

"Who are you?"

They did not speak, but the monk opened his mouth first, and looked at them with a frown, as if he was not used to seeing them.

Yanhua looked at the group of people who seemed to be calculating something around him, and suddenly felt a little funny.

There are old and young people in this group, fat and thin, most of them are men, but the one who leads is a woman. Except for this woman, the rest of the men looked fierce one by one, as if they were afraid that others would not know that they were not good people. The woman in the lead can be called a stunner.

His eyes are charming, the corners of his mouth are smiling, and what he is holding in his hand is not a weapon, but a fan...

Wait a minute.

Yanhua looked at the fan that the woman was holding in her hand. It looks like it's clean and there's nothing, just plain fan bones with plain brocade. However, the sunlight that has just flashed makes this fan unordinary—although it is a flash, it can still be seen with the perverted eyesight of the smoke, and the pattern is depicted on this fan. This pattern looks incomprehensible and even messy, but this is actually a formation, not an ordinary formation.

A fan with a formation...

Yanhua closed her eyes.

Where will there be a second fan like this?

This is clearly the fan that was once stolen, and it used to belong to the only girl in the family who would smile at him, be nice to him, and touch his head with a smile, he should call her sister.

The name of this fan is called Nianhua.

He seemed to see the girl in a trance, touched his head with a smile, and said, "Since this fan is related to me, then please ask it to be the same as me, and always think of us Hua'er." It's better to call it Nianhua by name. ”

It was only later that he was thrown into the Trials Forest by the group. While he struggled to survive inside, his sister struggled outside as well - the brutes wanted to be born so beautiful...

Finally, when he came out, he found out. It turned out that the only person who was good to him was gone. After many inquiries, he found out. It turned out that when the beasts saw that she was well-born, they wanted to rape her. She resisted to death, and was eventually tied up by them and placed in a room, with the brutes themselves in it.

It had come to this point, and she certainly understood that things were no longer turning around. So, she blew herself up.

The person who inquired about the news in Yanhua was full of sighs, "I saw it with my own eyes!" The woman was really beautiful, and her every move was like the person in the painting. I didn't expect it to be so strong when I blew myself up. She directly blew up half of the family! The whole city was shaken! ”

Because she blew herself up, there was nothing left in the whole person, only her group fan was still there.

For Yanhua, this fan is the last shackle of the beast in his heart. If even this fan is gone, then this beast will also rush out.

It's a pity that there is never anyone in this family who has a clear mind. Therefore, the fan that Yanhua regarded as a treasure was lost.

On this day, the family succeeded in changing the head of the house.

"Yo, this monk, I don't know if the slave family is too beautiful, or..."The woman at the leader of the group smiled at Yanhua and said, "Or do you know this fan in the slave family's hand?" ”

Yanhua looked at the fan in the woman's hand, and then closed her eyes. The idea of playing with them is gone, only the tyranny that I have tried to suppress.

He said in a calm tone, "Please also ask the girl to hand me the fan in her hand, and I am willing to exchange it for silver taels or other rare treasures." ”

"Yo," the woman raised her eyebrows after hearing Yanhua's words, and her eyes showed obvious disgust, "I didn't expect this woman to have a concubine, it looks like she should have a good relationship?" Otherwise, it won't..."Before she finished speaking, she was already grabbed by Yanhua's neck. She kept kicking on both legs, as if she wanted to kick to the ground to catch her breath, but unfortunately, Yanhua didn't want to give her this chance.

Dare to slander his only sister, this woman doesn't want to live.

Yanhua didn't open his eyes, but this woman was already a dead person with him.

"What are you, huh? Worthy of talking about her? Yanhua said. His voice wasn't loud, but it was strangely audible enough to be heard by everyone present. "A woman like you who is a watery poplar fox and a fox, I feel disgusted when I mention her from your mouth, and you deserve it!"

The woman in his hand had burst out of her eyes, her eyes were bloodshot, and her face had changed color, and she was about to die. Yanhua didn't seem to notice it.

The so-called dragon has reverse scales, and if you touch it, you will die. For Yanhua, his sister is simply an existence like Bai Yueguang, and no one is allowed to desecrate her.

The "snap" sound was originally very subtle, but at this time, it was simply a loud noise.

The fan that was originally in this woman's hand, because this woman was on the verge of death, had no strength, and fell to the ground.

Yanhua opened his eyes and looked directly at the fan on the ground. He threw the woman aside as if he were throwing garbage, and then carefully cleaned his hands before picking up the fan.

Strange to say, this fan didn't react at all just now, but when it was touched by Yanhua, the fan seemed to be alive, and it trembled quickly in his hand, and it flew up by itself, touching the top of Yanhua's head. Yanhua was stunned for a moment, and he seemed to feel his sister gently touching his head in a trance.

It's not like he hasn't tried to conjure spirits for so long, but no matter how many methods he uses, he still can't find his sister.

This fan...

Unconsciously, Yanhua's eyes were already red, and he suddenly touched the fan with his other trembling hand.

I don't know whether to cry or laugh, Yanhua's lips are trembling, and he desperately raises the corners of his lips, but the tears that have not been seen for many years are falling like a torrential rain, and he can't control it at all.

The fan accidentally splashed a little tear, and the whole fan seemed to freeze, suddenly motionless. Yanhua looked at the fan in his hand, and kept muttering, "It's so good... It's so nice..."

Looking at Yanhua like this, the group of people around him, you look at me, I look at you, and they all think that he may have a problem with his brain, and he doesn't know whether to continue or withdraw. In the end, it was their second master, and he was also the closest person to the woman who had just been picked up by Yanhua and now didn't know whether she was alive or dead.

"We've all reached this point, we can't run if we don't continue, do it!" The others thought about it and felt that what he said made sense. Then while Yanhua was intently looking at the fan in his hand, he suddenly began to attack.

Yanhua didn't take them seriously at all, and didn't react to their attacks as if he hadn't seen them.

The group of people was overjoyed, and the weapons in their hands were a little faster.

But just when they thought they were about to succeed, suddenly a current of air dragged their weapon-holding hands and slashed directly at their companions.

For a while, the scene was extremely chaotic, and the screams were endless.

However, all of this seems to have nothing to do with the smoke in the middle of the venue. He turned a deaf ear to what was happening around him and didn't react at all.

"Excuse me..."

It was Yuqiong who made the shot, and he opened his mouth to say something to Yanhua, but Yanhua looked like this, and suddenly felt that it was useless to say anything, anyway, this person couldn't hear it.