Wang Ziyang sat paralyzed on the cold ground, vomiting blood clots.

"Donor, hand over the Soul Bell. Standing five steps away, Qing Yue stood with her sword raised, her eyes unbearable: "Your strength is not enough to drive the puppet, and forcibly urging it will only harm others and yourself." ”

"No one wants to snatch my baby! No one wants to think about it!" Holding the rattle in his arms, Wang Ziyang pointed at Shi Dan and the three of them, his face was crazy: "Kill them for me!" Kill them!!

The woman in Tsing Yi staggered up from the dust, her movements were no longer as agile and swift as before, and she slowly moved forward, moving with her steps.

Barely resisted, Lin Lang swept her a few meters away with a light kick. Looking at Wang Ziyang, who was still frantically urging the rocking bell, he frowned, and Lin Lang protected Shi Dan behind him without a trace: "Can't you see that you are no longer able to serve her?"

Wang Ziyang seemed to be deaf to him, and his eyes, which could have been regarded as beautiful, were bloodshot at this time: "Kill, kill, kill...... Woo whoa!" With her shaking the bell, Wang Ziyang suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, splashing into a bewitching blood flower on the ground. Even though the fingers that were barely raised were already shaking unnaturally, Wang Ziyang's eyes were still vicious: "Kill them for me......!"

Finally, he couldn't bear to witness Wang Ziyang's tragic situation again, Qingyue put the sword into the sheath and stepped forward: "Donor, please hand over this evil thing to the poor road." Before he finished speaking, Qing Yue, who instinctively sensed the danger, quickly jumped to the ground in Shi Dan's exclamation, and completed an extremely beautiful harrier turnover, and after landing, the long sword was already held in his hand again, pointing forward: "Why is the donor so obsessed?"......

"No one can snatch my stuff...... No one!" The woman in Tsing Yi stood with her back to her master after the blow failed, motionless. Wiping the blood foam that overflowed from the corners of his mouth, Wang Ziyang shook the soul bell again: "Kill them...... Huh?" the woman in Tsing Yi moved, but the target was not the enemy her master had instructed. Turning back and embracing Wang Ziyang into her arms, the woman in Tsing Yi pierced the master with her sharp palm. Wang Ziyang's mouth uncontrollably gushed out a large stream of blood, and instantly dyed the shoulders of the woman in Tsing Yi into red silk. Reaching out in disbelief to touch his master's face, Wang Ziyang's pupils were rapidly dilating: "I am...... Your master. My stuff...... How can you betray...... Me?" There was no response, the woman in Tsing Yi who held Wang Ziyang's heart suddenly pinched it with force, and the corners of her cold and stiff mouth seemed to suddenly bend out of the arc, and then the whole figure quickly dissipated under the moonlight. Wang Ziyang's body fell back limply after losing support, his eyes were already unfocused, staring directly at the bright moon in the sky, and he still whispered in his mouth: "My thing...... How could it be ......?"

Before he could finish speaking, he died of exhaustion.

The incident happened suddenly, and Qingyue, who was on guard to prevent the woman in Tsing Yi from attacking her, did not expect that her opponent would turn against her at this juncture, and it was too late to react and want to save her. Lin Lang's reaction was faster, and the moment the woman in Tsing Yi turned around, he hugged Shi Dan into his arms.

"What are you doing?" Shi Dan, who was pressed on the other party's chest, instantly blushed, and immediately struggled to resist: "Let go, stinky rascal!"

"Don't move!" Lin Lang pressed Shi Dan tighter, and his tone was irrefutable and domineering: "Don't look at it." ”

“...... Oh. Stopping the struggle, Shi Dan smelled the smell of Lin Lang's body and felt a little dizzy. It took a long time before he came back to his senses: Why should I listen to you? But after thinking about it, Shi Dan still didn't resist anymore.

Long.

Just when Shi Dan was about to think about what the names of his and Lin Lang's future children were, the other party's voice came from his ears: "Okay." Feeling the sudden relaxation of his powerful arms, Shi Dan, who had regained his freedom, suddenly felt a little lost.

What do you think? Secretly smacking himself in his heart, Shi Dan tilted his head to the side and didn't look at Lin Lang, but his ears were still a little hot.

"Hey, why is your face so red?" Lin Lang's eyes were sharp, and he was surprised to see Shi Dan, who was blushing like a little monkey's buttocks.

"What's the matter with you?" Shi Dan turned his head to glare at him angrily, and said angrily: "Grandma is a little hot when she wears too much, can't you?"

"But it's winter now......" Lin Lang looked at Shi Dan, who seemed to be wearing only a Liuxian skirt, and was about to continue to ask when he saw the little girl's slender thighs hidden under the skirt, and changed his words wisely: "...... Of course you can, as long as you're happy. ”

"Hmph!" Throwing Lin Lang a small look of "count you as acquaintances", Shi Dan turned his head to look at Wang Ziyang, who had already fallen to the ground. With Wang Ziyang's body as the center point, the blood formed a pool of blood along the hollow in his chest. And I don't know if it's an illusion, Shi Dan felt better when he didn't see it with his own eyes, and when this picture really came into his eyes, it seemed that a strong smell of blood was also coming to his face at the same time.

"Isn't there supposed to be another one, that puppet?" resisting the urge to turn his head and not look, Shi Dan found that Qingyue had already held the Soul Detention Bell in his hand: "Where did you go?"

"It's gone. Qingyue wiped the blood stains on the rattle and tried to probe her mana: "But the threat is far more than that. Poor Dao thinks that his cultivation is not weak, but after just touching this thing, he has already faintly developed the desire to take it for himself. The penetrating mana was counterattacked, and Qingyue quickly cut off the contact, but it was still affected, and he was in a trance. After stabilizing her mind, Qing Yue continued: "And there must be a more powerful evil spirit hidden in this monster, I dare not imagine that this soul binding bell will fall into the hands of a powerful mana...... "Speaking of high mana, Qing Yue seemed to think of something, looked down at Wang Ziyang, who was lying in a pool of blood, and had long since died, with pity in his eyes, and sighed lowly: "Alas...... Although this girl is harmful to people's hearts, now the dust is back to dust, and the earth is back to the earth. She had already paid with her life for her actions, so it was better for Poor Dao to recite a mantra for her. ”

After speaking, his hands were folded, Qingyue looked solemn, and recited aloud.

The edict of the Taishang, the lonely soul of Chaoyou. Ghosts and ghosts, four lives are gracious.

Those with heads are super, and those without heads are born. Guns and knives kill, diving ropes.

Death in the open and in secret, unjust death. The creditor is wronged, and the knife is destined to be a child.

Kneeling in front of the stage, the gossip shines. Zhan Ru went away, and he was born in another place.

For men and women, they bear their own responsibility. The rich and the poor are recruited by you.

Rescue and others, and rush to overlive. Rescue and others, and rush to overlive.