Hu Xianxian's cotton dress has become dirty and torn in the fight, with slightly raised eyebrows and slightly upturned corners of his mouth, with a little uninhibited and a little free and wild.

Peng Qingyue was wearing a plain white placket pipa button shirt, plain white trousers, two small braids hanging from his sideburns, and a big braid with oily water on the back of his head. Her face was pale, her expression was cold, half of her was a girl's grace, and half of her was a chivalrous woman.

Looking at two people who are exactly the same but have completely different temperaments, the cold-blooded killer of Grass Flying also showed a slight surprise. Hang Wuyi knew something about the master in advance, and had also seen this clone, but she was still surprised. She previously thought that the art of doppelganger was her shadow-like existence, but she didn't expect to have an independent personality and autonomous consciousness.

"This ghost-headed knife has something to do with him?" Hu Xianxian asked Peng Qingyue, she asked very vaguely, but Peng Qingyue could fully understand what she was asking.

"It's related to him, after killing his father and son, he was burned in the fire of hell. Not destroyed, sharper. Peng Qingyue replied simply, and then disappeared.

Hu Xianxian felt cold in his heart, Peng Qingyue was neither she nor her, and that noble son was Cheng Haofeng or Cheng Haofeng. But if they want to be truly liberated and attained the state of eternity, these guiltes in their hearts must be repaid.

In the world, the noble son was the most guilty, and he was punished by thunder that day, and his body was wiped out, but the knife that stained the sin was not damaged by half of it.

The White Devil once carried a knife into hell, and then the White Devil also died, and the king of Yama threw this knife into the fire of hell, burning it without destroying it. When the noble son is reincarnated, it is the time when this sword re-enters the world. It's just that somehow, this knife is made in the shape of a single knife and becomes a son-father knife? And why, instead of appearing on Earth, but in the French Dynasty?

Hu Xianxian's heart was so painful that she was about to suffocate, and she had always believed that "love should be integrated into every drop of blood to love", and suddenly she did not want to be with her forever. She hopes that she and Cheng Haofeng will always care about each other like this, and not love so strongly and so paranoidly. Perhaps, she has been moving forward bravely, and she really wants to retreat.

"If the blood feud really wants to do something to you, will you be sad?" Hu Xianxian suppressed the surging emotions and calmly asked the grass to fly. Sometimes, if you don't have time to grieve, you lose your grief qualifications, and you have to pick a shoulder of wind and rain on the road, how can you indulge in small emotions?

"I'm not sad, I'm just sorry. I have lived for so long because I want to keep him alive and to tell him something in person.

I want to tell him personally that his mother is a good woman and a good mother.

Alas, now I don't think it's necessary. Maybe his mother made the right choice, so that he doesn't know anything, and he may be able to live happily. Kusakami understood that she was asking this to arrange for the blood feud to know that he was hiding here.

Hang Wuyi didn't understand, she asked: "Do you want Uncle Fei to escape a little farther, so that the blood feud can't find him?" ”

"No, it's not to let the blood feud not find him, but to let the blood feud find him as soon as possible!" Hu Xianxian's face became rare and serious, and he said resolutely: "There is a sharp sword hanging above his head, and the situation that has not fallen is the most worrying, it is better to let the sword fall and see what will happen." ”

"Yes, instead of letting them use Uncle Fei to threaten the blood feud, let's take the lead in grasping the development of the situation." With a little dialing, Hang Wuyi understood the key.

Hu Xianxian nodded with satisfaction, and said, "I still have to contact Senior Brother Cheng, I didn't want these things to disturb him, but I still have to bother." ”

Hang Wuyi frowned slightly, his face was puzzled, and Hu Xianxian smiled bitterly: "All kinds of incidents are related to him, and he has to end it." It's just that I took the initiative to contact him, which is very different from being forced to contact him by Orihun. ”

As she spoke, she flipped it lightly with her bare hands, and a spirit talisman appeared in the palm of her hand. Spread out the palms of your hands, turn around the circle, and the fu spontaneously combusted, instantly turned into soot, and instantly dissipated the soot.

After arraignating to Cheng Haofeng, Hu Xianxian asked Cao Shangfei again: "Is the blood feud in the third courtyard?" ”

"If nothing happens, he is living in the third courtyard. Most of their men were in the third courtyard, the captured outsiders and the heads of the stewards were in the second courtyard, and the zombies and the like were also in the third courtyard. ”

Hang Wuyi pointed to the small stone door and asked, "Auntie, we have to quietly go to find the blood feud first?" ”

"We don't take this passage, I will secretly send you to the third courtyard to challenge the blood feud."

Hang Wuyi was so shocked that he pointed to his nose and asked, "Me? Still challenging the blood feud? ”

"Yes, challenge him and lead him to chase you. You still have to let it go, just say that you are separated from me, and go to them to ask for Master. Hu Xianxian didn't mean to joke.

"Huh? Can this also be done? ”

"Absolutely! Don't grind, you go up first! ”

Hu Xianxian opened the entrance of the round cave, held up Hang Wuyi with spiritual power, and sent it to the edge of the hole. After seeing her climb the edge and climb out, he turned back and asked Caoshangfei: "Where is the exit of that passage in the third courtyard?" ”

"In the fourth room of the left wing, there is a wardrobe in the corner, and the bottom of the wardrobe is the secret exit."

Hu Xianxian nodded slightly to the grass, retreated to the entrance of the round hole, and flew out. After coming out, she first covered the entrance of the cave as before, and then brushed all the weeds before leaving with Hang Wuyi, who was waiting on the side.

After they arrived outside the courtyard, Hu Xianxian waved his hand to signal He Dengtai to leave, and they went to the third courtyard.

They didn't have too fierce a conflict with the black-clothed people who were chasing and intercepting outside, they were all Hang Wuyi rushing forward and leading them to attack, and Hu Xianxian secretly helped her escape.

The men in black were busy in a mess, but they didn't really start fighting, and in the end, they all gathered in a daze and gathered in the first courtyard, leaving a gap outside the third courtyard.

Hu Xianxian hid her figure sideways by the door frame of the courtyard, and threw a glance at Hang Wuyi, who was diagonally in front of her, and motioned for her to challenge the blood feud.

Hang didn't think for a moment, slapped the door panel and shouted: "Listen, what did you do to my aunt?"

Hmph, you are limited to hand over people within a pillar of incense. If you dare not hand over someone, step on your labyrinthine ghost cave. If my aunt loses a single hair, she will also step on your maze ghost cave.

Do you hear that? Don't think that if you have a blood feud to help you, you can run amok and believe it or not that I will beat him in one round? ……”

There were a few sneers from inside the door, but there was no further movement. Hu Xianxian glanced at Hang Wuyi again and asked her to continue.

"You ignore me, do you? It's really a lack of cleanup, look how I cut you! Hang Wuyi took off his shoes and slammed the door with the soles of his shoes.

Hu Xianxian clenched his fist against his forehead, crying and laughing. She used her spiritual power to hold up a small stone and slam it on the door.

Seeing her like this, Hang Wu stopped knocking on the door, and after putting on his shoes, he found a stone the size of a pumpkin and threw it into the yard. After hearing the sound of "dong" stones falling to the ground, there was a shouting and scolding from inside. She grabbed the stones, dead branches, and threw them all into it.

Soon, there was a strange noise behind the door, the sound of extremely heavy footsteps. Hu Xianxian heard that this was the sound of ironclad zombies jumping, and waved his hand to make Hang Wuyi stand back, holding the Huixin Jade Sword and preparing to fight.

The door Huo Ran opened, and with the fishy wind blowing in his face, an iron-armored zombie jumped up and went straight to Hang Wuyi.

Fortunately, Hang Wuyi retreated far away and had room to dodge. When she was able to avoid the corpse's claws, the Huixin Jade Sword struck the zombie's large vertebral point on the back of the neck like lightning.

With one hit, the zombie suddenly changed from flying in mid-air to falling to the ground. Hu Xianxian threw out the fog and hidden net again, picked up the zombie that could no longer jump, and threw the zombie back into the courtyard with a simple stroke.

The sound of "bang" landing sounded, and the courtyard suddenly became noisy like a fried pan. Several black-clothed people flocked to the door, they only saw Hang Wuyi with his arms around his chest, smiling at them with contempt, and he couldn't see Hu Xianxian standing sideways at the door.

The Huixin Jade Sword shot out, piercing the heart of the first man in black who stepped out of the door, and then brought a burst of blood arrows and stabbed at the second person.

After stabbing eight people to death one after another, more than a dozen black-clothed people jumped out of the wall and headed towards Hang Wuyi.

Hu Xianxian recalled the sword, held the sword in his hand, and turned around behind the ninth, who was already frightened, and shouted loudly: "Get out of the way!" If you don't do it, you will kill him! ”

Those men in black thought that Hang Wuyi had gotten rid of the zombies, so when they saw that the door was blocked by corpses, they climbed over the wall and came out. But after turning it out, he just surrounded her, because he didn't know the depth of her skills, so he didn't dare to start first.

Suddenly hearing Hu Xianxian's voice, they all instinctively looked in the direction where the voice came from. While they were distracted, Hu Xianxian had already swept up obliquely, embracing Hang Wuyi from the encirclement.

At the same moment, the Huixin Jade Sword also slashed the throat of the person who was being held hostage! When he fell to the ground, he was full of unwillingness, didn't he want to negotiate after being held hostage? Why didn't you give him the slightest hope of being rescued by luck, and just let him die?

The man in black hadn't recovered from the shock yet, Hu Xianxian had already taken Hang Wuyi into the courtyard and whispered to her: "The fourth room in the left wing, the bottom of the wardrobe in the corner, remember!" ”

She let Hang Wuyi go to the middle of the courtyard, and then returned to the courtyard to deal with the black-clothed people.

Hang Wuyi yelled in the courtyard: "Blood feud, come out!" If you want revenge, you have to win against me first! ”

The door of a room opened, and out came a young man in black with gray hair and some white eyebrows. His long white hair covered half of his face, and he couldn't see his facial features clearly, and Hang Wuyi felt that his expression was as cold as ice.

Hu Xianxian used his crushing advantage to torture and kill those black-clothed people, and the ground was filled with corpses in an instant. And those in black who have not yet come out of the yard, they are either provoked to resist to the end, or they are so frightened that they run outside.

Only two ironclad zombies popped out, and Hu Xianxian could easily get rid of them. The reason why she asked Hang Wuyi to call the door was to let these men in black relax, so that they would not command the zombies to attack.

Although these ironclad zombies are powerful, they have to rely on people to blow the whistle and command, or they have to spray yang qi directly into the zombie's mouth and nose before they can attack

Sexuality, or it is stiff.

The men in black were not very wary of Hang Wuyi, and they were careless, and half of them rushed out instead of blowing the whistle to call the zombies. Even if half of the people remembered to summon zombies, the battle situation had already lost the opportunity, so they could only retreat from the third courtyard with the zombies in panic.

The others didn't notice that Hang Wuyi slipped into the fourth room of the left wing, but they didn't intend to fight with Hu Xianxian, they just wanted to avenge the blood feud, and they were quite concerned about what Hang Wuyi said earlier. Therefore, when he saw Hang Wuyi slip in, he followed in.