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I hurriedly hid sideways, only to see "Hu Hongtian" and a man in a white robe, walking side by side towards the canteen.

The man in the white robe, his hair was not messy, neatly combed into a bun, and his face was obviously smeared with some fat powder, although it was a little heavy, but this complemented his feminine appearance, and he actually looked a little beautiful.

"Since the Pavilion Master said so, then I will naturally do what you want." Yin Zhen smiled, his eyes were also bright, and he was very soft.

"Hu Hongtian" made a gesture of invitation to him, and took Yin Zhen into the dining hall.

I waited on the sidelines, thinking that I would need to wait here until late at night, but I never thought that Yin Zhen smiled and came out again in less than a cup of tea.

He still muttered, "There is no one handsome" After speaking, he asked the disciples of the Demon Deeper Pavilion to send him back to the inn first.

Seeing this, I hurriedly climbed over the wall and waited at the side of the main entrance.

I have to say that this seal is also strange, I don't want to live in the Deepavali Pavilion, I have to stay in the inn, and this inn is still some distance away from the Deepavali Pavilion, but it is the best inn in Beijing.

This time, he brought three fellow disciples over, went to the inn, talked with his junior disciples for a while, and then went upstairs.

They have already chartered this inn from the Demon Slayer Pavilion, and I can't easily sneak in.

So, I thought about it for a long time outside the inn, and when I saw a guy come out to hang a lantern, my eyes lit up.

After I changed into the guy's clothes, I bowed my head slightly and entered the inn, and walked upstairs very naturally.

"Don't get over here yet."

I had just gone upstairs when I heard Yin Zhen's angry scream.

This anger made my heart tremble, thinking that I had come up and was actually discovered?

"You don't understand people, do you?" Before I could come back to my senses, Yin Zhen shouted again.

I stood there and thought for a moment, as if it wasn't directed at me.

So I crept to the door, squinted and looked through the crack in the door, and saw Yin Zhen sitting at the round wooden table, and at his feet kneeling a woman also dressed in white.

The woman was facing me sideways, and I could see half of her face.

"Aunt Shen?" I was taken aback when I saw that woman, because the woman in it was Aunt Shen, whom Lu Jingcheng once loved the most.

However, later I learned that she was a disciple of the Demon Slayer Pavilion.

It's just that after she was caught by Yin Chen in the tomb of the living, I haven't heard from her anymore, and now I look at it?

I squinted at her for a long time, and soon realized that something was wrong.

Although Aunt Shen was wearing a white robe, she exuded a black yin qi on her body, presumably she was just a living corpse.

Living corpses are different from corpse demons, living corpses are controlled by people, and they themselves have no consciousness.

At this moment, she was kneeling to take off her boots for Yin Zhen, waiting for Yin Zhen to change his robe and put on his bedclothes.

"! Stand on one side! Yin Zhen was very dissatisfied with Aunt Shen's service, and after scolding, he walked towards the bed, which was still surrounded by a purple-pink curtain.

Yin Zhen lifted the curtain, and his mood instantly improved.

"Senior brother, I'm back!" Yin Zhen's voice is extremely coquettish, and I can't even reach a woman.

Wrong? Brother? I condensed my eyebrows and thought about it carefully, Yin Zhen is Shanhong's second disciple, his senior brother, and there is only one Yin Chen, but Yin Chen is dead, is it?

The next moment, a white, pale, bald head sat up from the bed.

"Dust?" I stared at Yin Chen, who was the same as Aunt Shen, with a dull gaze, just sitting on the edge of the bed with an expressionless face.

But Yin Zhen smiled very happily, and he could see that he was happy from the bottom of his heart.

"Senior brother, look at it, how is Zhen'er's makeup today?" Yin Zhen said and poked his face in front of Yin Chen.

Yin Chen is already a living corpse, where can there be any response, still staring blankly at the front.

Yin Zhen walked to the bronze mirror on the side, looked at the bronze mirror and said, "Senior brother, you still have the best eyebrows, Zhen'er likes it the most." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and touched his willow eyebrows, but the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually faded, and his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a murderous aura.

As soon as I saw his expression, I immediately became nervous, thinking that he must have discovered me.

"Come out!"

Sure enough, Yin Zhen suddenly shouted loudly, and stepped over to the round table, pulled out the saber on the table, and pointed directly at the bottom of the bed.

This made me, who was about to push the door in, immediately paused.

"Get out!" Yin Zhen scolded again.

There was a squirming sound from under the bed, and it didn't take long for a woman wearing the clothes of the Deepavali Pavilion to crawl out from underneath.

"Wang Tongxi?" I looked at the woman in amazement, was it Wang Tongxi? How did she end up under Injin's bed?

"You're from Deepavali? What do you mean by this? Yin Zhen had a cold face, and his cunning eyes were staring at Wang Tongxi.

Wang Tong lowered his head, as if he was a little afraid of Yin Zhen.

After all, there are two living corpses in this real house, and this appearance is neither yin nor yang, which makes people feel like they are going to get goosebumps when they see it.

And Yin Zhen stared at Wang Tongxi, and said again after a long time: "It's impossible for your pavilion master to send you a little girl to assassinate me, right?" Say, "Who are you?" Why did you break into my room? ”

As soon as these words came out, Wang Tongxi seemed to take a deep breath, mustered up his courage, and arched his hand at Yin Zhen.

"Heavenly Master, I'm Wang Tongxi, a disciple of the Demon Slayer Pavilion." Wang Tong said with pity, paused again, and looked at Yin Zhen.

I look at Wang Tong's expression, she should have come to talk to Yin Zhen about divorce.

And after Yin Zhen heard the words "Wang Tongxi", he seemed to remember something.

"Your father is Wang Yueshan?" Yin Zhen asked, and began to look at Wang Tongxi's chest and face unscrupulously.

Doesn't he have a "habit of breaking sleeves"? How can you also be interested in women?

"Yes, Wang Yueshan is my father, a few days ago, my father went to the Demon Slaying Pavilion to propose marriage to the Heavenly Master, today I came to hope that the Heavenly Master should have no such matter, don't take it to heart." After Wang Tong finished speaking, he also leaned over Yin Zhen.

"Hehehe." Yin Zhen let out a cold laugh.

Immediately afterwards, he quickly waved the sword in his hand, and it directly lay across Wang Tongxi's white neck.

Wang Tong moved slightly in fright, and the white and tender skin was cut a small opening, and a touch of red blood gushed out.

"Who are you and I? Moreover, this marriage is the words of the matchmaker at the behest of your parents, and since your father has already made a marriage with me, how can you say that you can change it? You are mediocre, and it is your honor to marry me. As soon as Yin Zhen's words fell, Wang Tongxi suddenly took two steps back, and pulled out a dagger from his sleeve, which was not aimed at Yin Zhen, but at Yin Chen, who was sitting on the edge of the bed.