Wang Ziyang stumbled to the backyard, looking very embarrassed. From time to time, he turned around and shot a bloody arrow, but it was easily bounced away by the man behind him.

"Who the hell are you?!" asked with a sneering voice, still no response. Wang Ziyang couldn't help but panic, after all, no matter who faced a monster who could knock down a dozen or so big-waisted and round-necked men in an instant, it would not be much better than her now. Forcing himself to concentrate, Wang Ziyang whispered the spell again, and the blood arrow shot at the other party from a tricky angle with the end of the handprint.

But it still did not avoid the doom of being set aside.

The bone-chilling chill spreads directly from the soles of the feet. Compared to the rice buckets that were knocked to the ground in the house, the fact that the spells she had always been proud of were vulnerable in front of her opponents was the source of her fear.

Lin Lang followed the prey, and his feet were not slow. He is not in a hurry to bite the other party, in fact, he is digesting. Compared with the inexplicable power, the images and emotions that suddenly flashed in his mind made him more concerned.

Before returning here again, when the little girl cried bitterly in his arms, Lin Lang had already vaguely felt that there was an emotion in his heart that did not belong to him: a kind of empathetic sadness and self-blame, but it was not so real. And this feeling was once again strengthened by witnessing the atrocities of the group of brutes just now, and some images kept playing back in Lin Lang's mind like movie clips.

A few...... Brutal and bloody images.

These glooms stimulated something darker and more terrifying in Lin Lang's heart. With the movement of his footsteps, Lin Lang roughly clarified the cause and effect. A blood arrow came at him again, and this time Lin Lang did not choose to block, but directly reached out to catch it. looked at the energy body in his hand that was humming and struggling because of control, and crushed it as if nothing happened.

Can such a poison be inflicted on a person just because of unfounded suspicion?

In the red stardust flying in the wind, Lin Lang's eyes became cruel and dangerous.

It's coming!

The closer he was to his bedroom, the less fear Wang Ziyang had in his heart.

Once I've taken the magic weapon, you'll know how wrong it was to provoke Miss Ben!

It seems that the other party's miserable fate has appeared in her mind, even if she is still running away like a mouse being chased at the moment, she still wants to laugh out loud.

You wait for me ......!

Pushing open the door, Wang Ziyang's sudden appearance startled Wang Ruwen, who was copying the calligraphy. The hand holding the pen trembled, and the ink that had been unleashed after the fall announced that his entire night's efforts had been in vain.

"Madam, what's going on so hot?" put down the pen, Wang Ruwen had the intention to count down the other party's two sentences, complained, but looked up and found that his wife had lost her manners, and took two steps forward to meet her: "Hey, how can Mrs. be so embarrassed, what ......happened" Before the words were finished, he was pushed away by Wang Ziyang: "Get up! I don't have time to take care of you now!" was pushed aside by the rough action, Wang Ruwen rubbed his aching chest, and he didn't dare to say more, and his status as a son-in-law was unobstructed.

Sweeping away all the objects on the dresser rudely, Wang Ziyang groped and pulled out the dark grid. Carefully holding out the baby wrapped in silk, Wang Ziyang's expression was unprecedentedly soft: "Baby." Gently untying the silk cloth, Wang Ziyang stroked the fine carvings on the magic weapon, and his expression was fanatical: "My good baby." ”

"Hey, who are you?" his husband's voice sounded, waking Wang Ziyang up from his inextricable infatuation: "This is the inner courtyard of the Wang family, how did you get in? Why don't you leave quickly! Facing the other party who was silent and circled around him, Wang Ruwen pretended to be calm: "I advise you to leave quickly, the Fushang Nursing Home will come soon, and it will be ...... then."

"You beat Xiao Cui's idea, right?" Lin Lang interrupted him. Looking at the other party's seemingly decent Chinese face, Lin Lang suddenly felt a little disgusted: "But I didn't succeed, and I was bumped into by your wife, so you blamed Xiaocui for all the problems, am I right?"

"You, what nonsense are you talking about!" As if he had been poked in his heart, Wang Ruwen turned his head nervously and glanced at it, his face turned red: "It's Xiao Cuigou...... Seduce me! Wang Hu! Wang Leopard! Where are the people? Where are they all dead!"

"Get out of the way!" Wang Ziyang scolded from behind, glared at her husband who didn't dare to say more, and added with a look of disgust: "I'll clean you up after a while!" Taking a step forward, Wang Ziyang turned his head to face Lin Lang, raised the rattle in his hand, and said with a cold face: "Before messing with me, you should really ask who Miss Ben is!" A blue-gray mist appeared with the bell, waving and writhing in the air, gradually taking shape.

"This, isn't it?" Stunned looking at the woman who seemed to appear out of thin air, Wang Ruwen looked at his wife: "Is this Fairy Liu......?"

"Shut up!" Turning his head and glaring at her husband fiercely, Wang Ziyang leaned close to the ear of the woman in green clothes, and pointed at Lin Lang: "Kill him for me!" and then gently stroked the other party's long hair hanging down from his ear, Wang Ziyang smiled very proudly, almost word for word: "I, yes, good, master, father!"

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Outside the city of Yangzhou, in the view of the clear moon.

Qingyue Taoist was originally sitting silently under the Sanqing seat to participate in meditation and enlightenment, meditating on his own heart. Suddenly, a fierce anger rose to the sky. The closed eyes slowly opened, tilting his head, and Qingyue Daoist frowned slightly.

"Master!" At this moment, a little Taoist priest wearing a hexagram robe stumbled into the hall: "It's a big deal, Master!"

"Don't panic. How did the teacher teach you on weekdays?" Although his words were reproachful, when he saw the sweat beads rolling on the forehead of the disciple in front of him because of the rapid running, he still took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped it for him: "As long as the master is still there, the sky will not fall." ”

"What Master taught. Smiling embarrassedly, the little Taoist priest scratched his head and pointed in the direction of Yangzhou City: "Master, look at the city!

Hearing this, he nodded, and Daoist Qingyue sighed lightly: "This is the first time I have seen such a ferocious evil, even as a teacher." ”

Hearing this, the little Taoist priest was curious: "Then who is more powerful than this evil thing compared to the master?"

Qingyue was stunned. Touched his little head, and had the intention to tease him: "Guess what?"

The little Taoist priest clenched his fists, his face full of pride: "Naturally, the master is amazing!"

Laughing wordlessly, Qingyue did not answer, and ordered: "Go and get the dust and long sword for the teacher, and go and meet it for a while." ”