Heavy rain like a waterfall.

Countless pale gray diagonal lines hit pedestrians.

The peddler was in a hurry to close the stall, the woman was unstable and fell on the hard stone floor, the rain mixed with blood, and the people in the attic opened the windows and whistled excitedly, admiring the half-dew of spring.

The man goes to chase the hat that is blown away by the wind......

A rare storm swept through the entire Qinghe County.

Lonely rain alleys, independent and quiet mansions.

The two stone unicorns in front of the door are lifelike, and a row of big red lanterns hangs on the tall lintel.

The scarlet dazzling light hit the girl's solemn and cold face.

There was a strange man in red kneeling in front of the door, whose neck was cut off by some sharp weapon, and only a little skin and flesh were left.

The green eyes seemed to be full of horror.

"No matter where you flee, it's useless, and from the time you were born, the sword of sin was unsheathed. ”

"No! It's not fair! Who says that whoever is born deserves to die! Is this the concept of you monks?!"

The girl in Tsing Yi took off the hat from her head, revealing a face that did not match her cold and piercing words.

It was a haggard-looking girl with bloodshot eyes and tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Why did you kill him, if you know that no one deserves to die as soon as he is born!

Why do you have to kill fourteen people in a row to open your eyes and completely stabilize the Flying Zombie Realm!

It's not that some things are born to die!, it's that they shouldn't have come into the world at all!!"

The cyan sword qi filled the entire city, and the red-clothed Fei stiff roared angrily and forced out a drop of Yinzi blood from his body, which did not enter the center of his eyebrows.

The flesh and skin around it briefly shrank into the flesh, and the tendons like the dragon gave it great strength.

"Don't turn bones? Haha interesting, this technique is not like what that Miao Jiang person can do, this kind of pure corpse refining method should have long been extinct. ”

In the dark and quiet mansion, several light lights lit up and looked at the battle in the sky.

"Is the Lord Priest distressed? The flying stiff knelt in front of the door of the mansion and begged all night, but he was still turned away. ”

"All kinds of demons and evil people want to take refuge in my house for a while, if they are really accepted, how should they be treated in the eyes of the world?

Besides, that little guy really didn't get into much trouble. ”

The roar of a child-like beast gradually subsided, and the girl in green clothes shook off the stains on her sword.

The red-clothed clothes that had been cut into countless pieces by the incomparably fierce sword qi flew stiff, leaving only the head intact.

"The Soul Leaving Gang Qiu Wujie has seen Li Xianshi. ”

The man at the end of the alley was dressed in a gray linen coat, and the white mask on his face was not perforated, and he could see and hear without any difference.

"How could the foreign envoy under Xu Dafeng come here?" Li Fuqiu's face was expressionless.

Qiu Wujie walked to the mansion and looked up, and said with a smile: "Entrusted by Master Yan, and just on the way." ”

"It's the old dogma again, just in time, and I'm worried that I can't find a helper. ”

The hearts of those inside and outside the door trembled.

"Little Lord Li, the power under the prince, just roll it up?"

Qiu Wujie almost bit off his tongue.

"Rolled!"

The girl is sonorous and powerful.

"Presumptuous! It's rude to fight in front of my evil mansion, and now it's really no one in my mansion!"

The sound of explosion and thunder sounded from the courtyard, and the lintel and the big red lantern hanging in the corridor suddenly shone brightly and swayed wildly.

The lantern was filled with human heads, and the lid of the heavenly spirit was chiseled open, and the brain marrow was used as lamp oil.

They all looked at each other, and their pale faces showed sickly smiles towards Li Fuqiu and Qiu Wujie.

The two of them fell backwards at the same time, their original positions as if trampled by some invisible mammoth beast, and the green bricks were dented and cracked.

"The fifth sacrifice is to the ghosts, the fourth is to the red spirit, and the second is to the corpse.

The strongest is just the first to enter the first-class, and the momentum of the three of them is condensed together, and it is enough to be able to crush dead things like slates. ”

Qiu Wujie jumped onto the alley wall, looking at the three priests standing on the pavilion of the Evil Mansion, and couldn't help laughing.

"Qiu Wumian!" the ghost's black hair like algae hung down in front of his forehead, and his voice was cold.

"How many times have I said it, Lao Tzu called Qiu Wujie! If you can't see my face, you say that I have no face, and in terms of the degree of shamelessness, you are really called faceless! ”

"You!"

The ghost was so angry that the ghost body trembled, if he hadn't been injured by Jiang Liu'er and hadn't recovered, he would have tore the masked man in front of him alive.

"The Fifth Priest really doesn't know how you got there. It's just a dog carrying a coffin for Kui's corpse. ”

Li Fuqiu looked at this foreign envoy of the Soul Leaving Gang unexpectedly, and he didn't know how he was cultivated.

The original tense atmosphere was changed by him to scolding across the street.

"I'll kill you!!"

Xuan Guili screamed, and he was about to hit Qiu Wujie.

"Ghost Spirit, stand down!"

The corpse of Kui, who had closed his eyes and recuperated, finally spoke, his voice was like muffled thunder, and his body was huge enough for the red spirit and the mysterious ghost to stand on his shoulders.

"Yes. ”

The ghost unwillingly glanced at Qiu Wujie, who was pointing at him with the middle finger, and jumped off the wall angrily, out of sight and out of mind.

"I said that the red and white two evils around the mountain city are making a lot of noise, why don't I see your corpse, it turned out to be a retreat breakthrough.

It's the force that walks into the first-class contact, it's hard to imagine that this is a zombie's choice, I thought you would choose the spirit class to make up for the missing soul, after all, the brain is more important. ”

“......”

"I don't have a verbal dispute with you, I just want to say to this person in the Temple of Literature, and I deeply regret what happened to my junior brother.

That's why I didn't let that fly into the house.

The Evil Mansion has no intention of being hostile to the Confucian Temple, and the ghosts from the north are not all our mansions, so please check clearly. ”

Li Fuqiu frowned, and there was a palpitating gaze in the mansion that had locked on her and Qiu Wujie.

It has been explained from Qiu Wujie's slightly trembling legs.

"My junior brother is also a member of the Confucian Temple, a pious disciple of the seventy-two virtuous men! If he dies, the Confucian Temple will definitely investigate it thoroughly, hoping that when the real initiator surfaces in the end, there will be no shadow of the evil and honest mansion.

Faceless, let's go!"

“......”

Li Fuqiu decisively turned into a green rainbow and leaped into the distance.

"Little Master Li is waiting for me!" Qiu Wujie haggled somewhere, and caught up with Li Fuqiu in a blink of an eye.

Many residents of the city could hear the muffled sound of thunder, and for a moment the wind was as sharp as a knife.

However, the city where the evil mansion sits is finally protected by a formation.

Especially the inconspicuous alley where the mansion is located.

The red-clothed Fei Stiff and Li Fuqiu both have major repairs, so they can be seen.

When I went to the street and asked if there was such a mansion in the city, they all shook their heads, saying that they did not exist.

"Magi?"

“......”

"Little master?"

“......”

Qiu Wujie pursed his lips, and the hilt of the sword was pressed against his throat.

"The sword was only ...... from my throat at the time"

"Fuck off!"

Li Fuqiu had no intention of trimming her edges, and after a few days of running, she did not get a drop of water, and after a big battle, her body collapsed.

"Faceless, I don't believe you passed by accident. ”

"Little ancestor, why do you also call me faceless, you all said that my name is Wujie!

"Since the white horse silver spear you gang made a big fuss in Longhu Mountain, the stone tablet under Yan Yuan Mountain that the soul gang and dogs are not allowed to enter has not been removed.

Can he ask you to do something? Foreign Minister Qiu, you don't know who you are. ”

Qiu Wujie gritted his teeth and secretly said carelessly.

"I thought that Yan Yuan was born in Longhu Mountain, and then entered the Temple of Literature, I said someone else!"

Looking at the girl's unkind eyes, he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Hurry along the mountain city, you also know the little master, send me to wipe my buttocks."

Everyone knows what virtues are in the evil mansion, so I came over to check the clues, and as a result, I saw that the aura of heaven and earth was disordered, and when I entered the battle, I saw that it was the little lord You were angry. ”

Although the second floor of the teahouse is much cleaner than the first floor, it is usually overcrowded.

Although the store does not close even in the wind and rain, it is still a little less popular.

The girl in Tsing Yi sat opposite the man wearing a pure white mask, and the tea in front of them was steaming hot, and they didn't move.

In the end, Qiu Wujie couldn't hold on, and said tentatively: "I heard from the people of the Evil Lian Mansion that you crossed two cities in a row to kill Kaiyan Feistiff in order to avenge your junior brother?"

Smack-

Li Fuqiu took the sword and left.

"Oh, it's raining so hard outside!"

"You're so annoying, what's your business if I don't get wet in the rain?"

Li Fuqiu turned around and scolded.

"No...... No, I mean you're gone, dry your clothes before you go......"

Qiu Wuhuan pointed at Li Fuqiu, whose hair was dripping, and the white velvet coat seemed to reveal two points of red.

“？？？”

Li Fuqiu was panicked, crossed his arms to protect his heart, went up to Qiu Wujie is kick, and kicked him in the face.

The pure white mask is stained with mud.

“......”

The famous foreign envoy of the Soul Leavers turned over on the floor and began to lie down.

Taking advantage of the process of drying his clothes with internal qi, Qiu Wujie climbed up to the girl and said, "You can really get down this foot, ordinary people are afraid that they will be separated." ”

Li Fuqiu was silent, threw him a small porcelain bottle from his arms and said, "You won't be disfigured by applying it now." ”

"Forget it, I, Qiu Wujie, won't take off my mask. ”

Qiu Wujie struggled to his feet and patted the dust.

"Let me ask you a question, is he really your junior brother? I think you look like your husband has died?"

Li Fuqiu was about to raise her feet again, but she was caught by Qiu Wujie, and she couldn't break free for a while.

At this time, Li Fuqiu realized that those who could become the foreign envoys of the Soul Leaving Gang were not good stubble.

Now she is not Qiu Wujie's opponent.

"It is the most troublesome for the Daomen to conclude a good relationship, and the nine heavens are played, and the ancestor witnesses. For the sake of your father's kindness to me, I remind you that this little girl, don't fall too deep.

Did he explicitly say that he wanted to marry you? Did you give him a warm response? The love buried in the soil is delayed by yourself.

The world is about to fall, and you support autumn, don't let down your father's high hopes for you. ”

Qiu Wujie let go of Li Fuqiu, and his tone was suddenly solemn.

Long.

"The boy I love is naturally rebellious, arrogant and greedy, sincere and brave.

Now that he's dead, I feel bad, can't I?"

"You are burdened with heavy responsibilities, and I also have my way, there is really no need to convince each other, I just hope that you can see through it as soon as possible. ”

Li Fuqiu raised his eyes to look at Qiu Wujie, bean-sized teardrops slipped down, crying silently.

Qiu Wujie's chest rose and fell violently, and his hand suspended in mid-air never fell.

Stiffly turned around and said, "Whatever it takes...... Whatever you want, cry, cry, he should be sad when he knows...... Yes. ”