The moon was dark and the wind was high, and the saint quietly left Sikong's house and came to a luxurious mansion in the south of the city.

In the courtyard, Sikong Yun was drinking and having fun with the newly bought maidservant, and the door was kicked open, and the two of them were stunned together.

The servant girl sat in Sikong Yun's arms, glanced at the saint with a cold expression, didn't recognize that this was the saint, and thought it was a new servant girl, so she snorted angrily and said, "Didn't you see that the son was busy?" Break in recklessly, and won't knock on the door...... Ahh

The last interjection became her last scream in the world.

The saint pulled out the dagger that was pierced in her heart, and the blood stains on the dagger dripped on the ground, and when Sikong Yun was so frightened that he pushed the maid away, the blood dripped on the maid's dead face.

Sikong Yun looked at the scene in front of him, and his face turned pale with fright: "You...... Ranki, you're crazy! ”

This is a top-notch dagger, and after a while, all the blood stains will be dripping, and the saint will insert the clean dagger back into the scabbard, and say with a cold expression: "The crazy person is not me, it's you, when has this been, are you still in the mood to have fun with others?" ”

Sikong Yun cleared his throat: "No...... Why don't you just drink two glasses of wine? ”

The saint said coldly, "Are you really not in a hurry about someone usurping your identity? ”

Sikong Yun snorted: "What's there to hurry? Didn't you say that? Your Lan family's disguise technique will be invalid in ten days and half a month! And you can't do it a second time in the short term! That is to say, after this period of time, whoever is true and who is fake will be revealed! ”

The saintess can't agree with Sikong Yun's concept, mainly because Sikong Yun and Yan Jiuchao don't have much of a holiday, even if they are calculated by Yan Jiuchao, but it is not a big feud between life and death, the saint is different, thanks to Yan Jiuchao, she is not only innocent in the hands of Sikong Yun, but even her self-esteem and self-confidence have been trampled on the soles of her feet, how conceited she was, and how unwilling she is now.

There is also Yu Wan, she is actually pregnant with the Holy King, which will directly threaten her status in the underworld, so she must get rid of her no matter what!

The saint placed Sikong Yun's dagger on the table.

Sikong Yun glanced at his dagger, he had gone too many of this kind of divine weapons, and he didn't care about being taken by the saint.

The holy woman sat down on the chair beside Sikong Yun, and when she saw Sikong Yun's stinky face, she raised her hand and poured a glass of wine for him: "Do you have a master left to you by your grandfather?" ”

Sikong Yun saw her pour wine for herself, and her face softened, in fact, a maidservant, where is it more important than her new wife? Dead is dead, and I am angry just because this woman is too fierce and doesn't take him seriously.

Sikong Yun took a sip of wine and said lightly: "Yes, yes, what are you going to do?" ”

"Lend me one." The saint said.

"Nope." Sikong Yun refused without thinking.

"Why?" The saint asked.

Sikong Yun snorted: "That's what my grandfather used to save my life, even my father doesn't know, if my father finds out that I secretly hide such a powerful master, he will definitely suspect that I have other intentions!" I suspect that I am small, and that my grandfather is suspicious. My grandfather sent such a powerful master to me, what idea did he have, do you think my father will think about the good? Does my father dare to pass on the position of head of the family to me? ”

The saint said quietly: "Then you are not afraid that in the few days when you are away, your family will pass on the position of the head of the family to your eldest brother?" ”

Sikong Yun snorted and drank all the wine in the cup: "How is it possible?" My dad loves me the most! ”

The holy woman filled it for him: "What if you don't want it, and insist on giving it away?" ”

"How could I not ......" Sikong Yun suddenly realized something halfway through his words, and said with round eyes, "You mean...... Yan Jiuchao put his face on my face and deliberately made Xian with my eldest brother? ”

The holy woman said lightly: "Yes, otherwise why would you enter the Sikong family when he did?" He pretended to be you, the sin is unforgivable, what if you make you the head of the Sikong family, and go back and clean him up? But it's different to let your eldest brother be the head of the family, your eldest brother will protect him and use the power of the entire Sikong family. ”

Sikong Yunteng stood up: "This shameless one! ”

Yan Jiuchao will not interfere in Sikong Yun's internal affairs, everything is just a malicious fabrication by the Holy Maiden, but it seems that it is enough to fool Sikong Yun.

The holy woman said step by step: "You and I are in the same boat, one is prosperous, one is lost, your worries are also my concerns, don't worry, I won't let the master go to Sikong's house to show up, I will lure him out." ”

Sikong Yun hesitated.

The holy woman looked at him and said, "What are you still hesitating about? If you don't take the opportunity to kill Yan Jiuchao, will it be true that he will give up the position of head of the family to your eldest brother? ”

Sikong Yun frowned: "That Yan Jiuchao looks quite powerful...... If you kill it, it's fine, just in case...... If you don't kill him, what if he asks him to go to my dad to complain? ”

The saint smiled coldly: "You don't have to worry about this, these days, he is so weak that he can't even beat a child, it is the best time to take his life!" ”

……

In the courtyard in the east of the city, the little black eggs are grabbing the small milk bottles, you and I are feeding the little brother in swaddling clothes, Ah Wei is boiling the next pot of goat's milk on the side, Qingyan and Yuegou are comparing martial arts in the courtyard, Lao Cui Tou went to Lan's room to recuperate for her acupuncture, and as for Grandma, he is studying the classics that Ying Thirteen took out from Sikong Mansion.

He discovered a magical secret, the ancestor of the Sikong family turned out to be from the Wu clan.

In this way, it is not difficult to explain why the Holy Maiden and the Sikong clan have never had descendants.

It is rumored that the Saint and Witch clans have been cursed, and their bloodlines cannot be fused, but this curse seems to have finally been broken.

Grandma's concern is not this, but the inheritance of the Wu clan, according to the records in the classics, the inheritance of the Wu clan does not depend on blood, to become a wizard must practice the exercises and witchcraft of the Wu clan, but these things can no longer be found.

"Doesn't Grandma also know witchcraft?" Shadow Thirteen asked.

Grandma shook her head: "I'm just skin, not even a beginner, the witch clan's witchcraft is so powerful that even I can't imagine it." ”

"That'...... What about exercises? Shadow Thirteen asked again.

Grandma said: "The ancestors of the Sikong family have passed down a lot of exercises, but which one is orthodox, I don't know for the time being." A large part of the inheritance of the Wu clan depends on chance. ”

Shadow Thirteen said: "Then I'll go and get more classics tomorrow." ”

Grandma was about to nod, when suddenly there was a fierce murderous aura all around!

Grandma's eyes sank.

Shadow Thirteen pushes him away!

Shout! Shout! Shout!

A row of arrows broke through the window, and passed murderously towards the place where the two of them stood, nailed to the wall where the map was hung, and the feathers on the tail of the arrows shook out of the shadow, which showed the great strength and speed, if they didn't dodge in time, they were afraid that they would be pierced by these arrows!

The same thing happened in the yard and in the house of the little black egg.

Fearless flew up and kicked away the oncoming arrows.

The overwhelming pressure, like a mountain, rumbled down on everyone, the ground was crushed, and their feet were sunk into cracks.

A shadow flew towards Fearless and the Black Eggs.

Xiaobao and Erbao screamed: "Oops-"

Just as the shadow was about to capture the three little black eggs, a dark figure fell from the sky and slapped the other party away.

Xiaobao shouted: "Daddy! ”

Yan Jiuchao hung in the air in the air, and the palm of his hand held up a light blade transformed by internal force, and slammed towards the dark shadow.

The shadows are gone!

It seems to melt into the night, and it seems to disappear out of thin air.

Qingyan frowned: "This, this is ......"

Grandma said with a solemn expression: "Fifth-order Shura King." ”

Qingyan's face changed greatly: "What? Fifth order? ”

They also came to the underworld, and gradually learned that the Shura King also has a realm, the one in Lan Jiao's hands earlier was the third-order Shura King, and his own Shura had just broken through, and it was not even a first-order, and now this killer turned out to be a fifth-order? It's horrible!

Every time the Shura King is promoted to the first order, his strength will change drastically, and he can reach the realm of the fifth order, which is almost the top strength of the underworld.

"You go first!" Yan Jiuchao said.

Ying Thirteen's heart chuckled, he had been with Yan Jiuchao for so long, he naturally understood Yan Jiuchao's temperament, if he had been able to fight, he would never say that, even the young master was not absolutely sure to deal with the fifth-order Shura King?

"Still stunned what to do!" Yan Jiuchao said coldly.

Shadow Thirteen exchanged a look with Fear, and no longer hesitated, took a big basket and stuffed the three little black eggs and the little one in the swaddling clothes.

Shadow Thirteen said: "Ah Wei, I'll leave it to you." ”

Ah Wei nodded, put the basket on his back, and disappeared into the night with light skills.

Moon Hook and Qingyan went into the house and carried Grandma and Grandma Lan out, and Shadow Thirteen took Lao Cui Tou and Zi Yan with them.

The fifth-order Shura King unleashed a terrifying coercion, and Shadow Thirteen and the others had just taken a few steps before they were crushed to the point that their legs were almost broken to the ground.

Yan Jiu flicked his wide sleeves and blocked back the coercion of the fifth-order Shura King.

Everyone hurriedly performed light skills and left.

The fifth-order Shura King smiled coldly, his face did not change, anyone could see that he had not yet displayed half of his skills, but on the other hand, the Yan Jiu Dynasty had almost exhausted his strength, and he was almost unable to hold on.

Yan Jiuchao's strength was greatly reduced, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

The fifth-order Shura King was like a lazy big cat, teasing a dying mouse, he was not in a hurry to pinch Yan Jiuchao to death, but added a little more force carelessly.

In the middle of the moon, Yan Jiuchao's strength completely disappeared, and the oppressive feeling of severe pain ran over like a boulder, and he felt a pain in his chest and fell from mid-air.

As soon as Shadow Thirteen Fu turned around, he was shocked: "Young master! ”

The fifth-order Shura King stretched out his claws, turned his claws into fists in mid-air, and slammed them towards Yan Jiuchao's chest!

Saying that it was too late, Shadow Thirteen flashed over and tightly protected Yan Jiuchao with his body.

Click-

The fist slammed into Shadow Thirteen's body, and the bones in his body were like jade on the ground...... Shattered.

The fifth-order Shura King unceremoniously threw away this guy who was in the way, and smashed his fist towards Yan Jiuchao with another fist.

"Roar—"

In the sky, there was a sudden angry shout, and a powerful Shura King coercion blocked his fist like a barrier.

A trace of astonishment flashed in the eyes of the fifth-order Shura King, it was obviously the breath of the first-order Shura King, and he actually blocked the blow of the fifth-order Shura King?

Qingyan said: "It's Shura!" Shura is out! ”

After Shura was injured, he found a hidden place to retreat, and they collected a lot of secrets suitable for Shura from Sikong's house, and successfully allowed their Shura to break through to the first-order Shura King.

Qingyan quickly realized something, and frowned: "It's not good, he went out of the customs ahead of schedule!" ”

The fifth-order Shura King saw that this opponent was the realm of the peak of the first order of the Shura King, and there was a faint tendency to break through, that is, he forcibly suppressed himself at the breakthrough level, which was very dangerous.

If he suppresses himself, he will not be able to fully display his strength.

But Rao is like this, he even took a blow of nearly five of his strength.

This Shura King is not yet in the climate, if it does, who of them can still be his opponent?

The fifth-order Shura King immediately had a murderous intent against the milk Shura!

At this end, when the fifth-order Shura King opened a killing spree to Yan Jiu Dynasty and his party, the ancient tomb on the other side also ushered in a killing opportunity.

Sikong Ye sat on the altar in the center of the secret room, meditating with his eyes closed.

In order to let him cultivate with peace of mind, Yu Wan closed the stone door.

The chamber was silent, and only his faint breathing could be heard.

With a bang, the stone door opened.

"Awan, is that you?" Sikong Ye slowly opened his eyes, thinking it was his sister, but what he saw was his sister with an obviously slender figure.

He was stunned: "Yu'er? What are you doing here? ”

The saint smiled slightly: "I'll come to see the ancestor." ”

This title made Sikong Ye's eyebrows frown slightly.

The holy woman walked over slowly, raised her hand, and gently patted Sikong Ye's shoulder: "Old Ancestor, are you very weak?" ”

She just pressed Sikong Ye like this, and Sikong Ye couldn't even resist.

She laughed: "It seems to be true, Ancestor, your martial arts have been lost. ”

Sikong Ye's eyes condensed slightly, and he instinctively noticed that something was wrong: "You are not Yu'er!" ”

"Of course I'm not Yu'er, there is no Yu'er in the world at all, but unfortunately, you know too late."

The saint sneered, grabbed him by the shoulder, and threw him to the ground!

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