The sunlight seeped into the dark secret room like a line through the crack in the window, and Yin Tianwu pushed the door open, and a smell of blood came to his nose.

The secret room was not large, except for a chair and a table. A layer of floating ash had fallen on the table, and a little blood stain and colorless water stains had dried up on the pear wood tabletop.

His gaze shifted to his chair, and he couldn't help but gag after just one glance.

A cold hand behind him pulled him away: "Dead?"

Yin Tianwu nodded hurriedly: "Yes, blood and brains are splashed on the wall, and I can't see my face clearly."

Jiang Caokong didn't speak, just walked to the middle of the table and chairs, faced the unrecognizable corpse, and hid his face in the dark.

Yin Tianwu couldn't see her expression clearly, but the biting chill had slowly seeped out from the cracks in her bones.

There was a long silence, only the breath of death irrigated into the dantian along his nose, and the cold enveloped him from the inside out. I don't know if it was the awe of death or the fear of some possibility, he looked at Jiang Caokong's side face timidly, and he didn't dare to breathe.

Jiang Caokong's fingertips trembled slightly, and he touched Xiang Suisheng's broken face: "Even if you're dead, you're still a child."

Yin Tianwu frowned incomprehensibly and asked, "Di Yuan pities him?"

"Huh...... Poor?" Red nails*** bloody face, "What is there to pity him? Isn't it useless to be an annoying thing since I was a child, pestering me not to throw him away, and I left him without helping me do anything?"

Her fingers groped across Xiang Suisheng's face, poking her long nails along her eye sockets, plucking the strings and picking out the red thread and placing it on her fingertips.

"But he was raised by me, and he should have had a bigger role." Jiang Caokong looked at the corpse of Xiang Suisheng for a long time, and said word by word, "Let people ride on their heads like this, and if they don't return it, it will be difficult to sleep and eat."

Yin Tian flattered again and again: "Exactly. Such a rampant should kill them and remove these stumbling blocks."

"Kill?" Jiang Caokong pasted the blood line on Yin Tianwu's brainless door, "Yi Ah Wuguan, how to kill to relieve your anger?"

Yin Tianwu watched the blood line that had just been taken out of the corpse approaching him little by little, and subconsciously wanted to hide but stopped, allowing the dead man's thing to stick to his forehead completely, because he remembered why he wanted to approach Jiang Caokong.

Nedan.

He had always liked to capture Nedan.

And the Nedan of the Millennium Tiger Demon, if he takes advantage of his unpreparedness to take it into his pocket, he will be invincible in the world, and nothing can threaten him from now on.

Yin Tianwu looked at Jiang Xiaokong beside him with a wet look, and slowly knelt down.

Don't fall short. I was scheming, taking refuge in her, seducing her, seducing her, and accompanying this fierce tiger demon night and night, just for this little Neidan hidden in her body.

But she didn't give him the slightest chance, she never let herself stay in the past, and when she was happy, she was on guard, although her body was leaning together, but her heart was separated by thousands of miles.

Now that she was angry, there was a slight loosening under her impeccable character, and this was the opportunity, the perfect opportunity for him to achieve his goal!

Shicai's fear was swept away, and he was so devout that he even believed in himself: "Kong'er has always been invincible, if Kong'er can use the power of blood control to kill all the humans in Dancheng as blades in one fell swoop, not only will these stumbling blocks be solved, but also the world's spirit will be greatly frustrated, and Ah Wu will follow Kong'er to enjoy happiness."

Jiang Caokong leaned down to look at him with great interest: "If you want me to go out in person, then what is the role of me in raising you?"

Yin Tianwu took down the red thread and put it in the palm of his hand as if cherishing it: "Ah Wu has always been Kong'er's right-hand man, and Kong'er will do whatever Ah Wu asks Ah Wu to do."

"So obedient?" Jiang Caokong grabbed his neck and pressed hard against the soft spot between his collarbone and the Adam's apple, "Then can you be my puppet?"

Yin Tianwu closed his eyes, looking accepting, but his eyelids couldn't help trembling: "Does Kong'er like to spend every night with himself? It's a little too lonely."

Jiang Caokong sneered: "Go and prepare blood medicine, I want them to know that my people are not just moving."

In Dancheng, a hundred miles away, at this time, Yang Xichi, Linghua and Henggu were at the door of a family, and they reached out and knocked on the door.

There is more than one well in Danseong, but there is only one well that is used by every household, and that is the "Luen Well" in the south of the city.

"The Well of Luen has been given to us by Heaven and will be cherished for generations to come." In a house a mile away from the wellhead, a woman looked at Yang Xichi in amazement.

This is the closest family to the well, and before approaching the well, they decided to ask the surrounding people if there is anything unusual before taking action.

As she spoke, she looked at it, "Originally, the south of the city was a dry land, but suddenly the earth moved, and the whole city was not harmed, but suddenly there was water coming out of the ground.

We moved here with a water source, and the south of the city gradually became populated. This is a godsend, so we take water from the well of Lune to drink on the eighth day of the first month, thanks to God, and it was the first two days."

"Have you seen people you don't know each other near Lune's Well?" Yang Xichi asked.

When the woman heard this, she became vigilant: "Is there something happening in Dancheng? I've heard that many places are being infested by demons, are we also being targeted?"

Yang Xichi smiled slightly: "Shanxin doesn't need to panic, the poor road is just here to do some fortifications, in order to be safe, you need to know the situation of all parties."

The woman nodded understandingly, "I saw a man in a black cloak four days ago walking around the mouth of the well for a long time.

I couldn't make out who it was from some distance, and then some red light came from the well, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye. I told the people around me that they thought I was wrong, and over time I thought I was wrong, but when the Taoist chief asked me today, I still felt a little suspicious."

Yang Xichi listened carefully and continued to ask, "Have you continued to fetch water from Luen's well?"

The woman exclaimed, "How dare I! But my husband didn't listen, and my mother-in-law didn't listen either, so they all went to fetch water to drink, and when I saw that they were all right, I followed suit."

Yang Xichi observed the woman in her thirties, her face was ruddy, her eyes were bright, and she didn't look like she had been controlled, so she bowed her head and said, "Thank you Shanxin, don't move around at will these days, just follow the arrangement of Qingyoumen at home."

The woman let out an "oh" and closed the door with some trepidation.

The three of them walked towards Lu Enjing, and Heng Gu scratched his head and said in confusion: "From this point of view, the people of Dancheng have all won the red line, and the person who has fallen under the red line is Li Chengzhi. Is this red line a worm? How can you soak in water and let everyone drink it?"

"The red line is just a form." Yang Xichi replied, "Although it looks like a filament-like thread, it is still transformed by spiritual power, and its essence is still a demonic spell. If it's a spell, it's not strange to go down into the water."

Heng Gu carefully tasted the truth, nodded silently, and said curiously, "How do you know everything?"

Yang Xichi said humbly: "Poor Dao has just lived for a long time, and when he sees more things, he will naturally know."

Henggu always felt that something was wrong, but he had already reached the wellhead, so he didn't continue to ask. He lay on the edge of the well and looked down, the well water was clear, without any impurities, only a demonic aura that appeared from time to time, floating up from the bottom of the well.

Yang Xichi also felt this demonic aura, he took out the orb on the staff, the mana dragged it like a cloud, and then slowly put it into the well.

The shallow petals of demonic power at the bottom of the water generally gathered around the orb, Yang Xichi recited the incantation in his mouth, and all the blood-like demonic power was sucked into his abdomen by the orb.

"That's how Lun Well is normal." The orb automatically flew back into his hand, and Yang Xichi looked at Heng Gu, "The next thing is to remove the red thread for the people, and you still need your help in this matter."

"Me?" Henggu pointed to himself, "How am I going to do it?"

Yang Xichi was about to confess, but Linghua suddenly grabbed Heng Gu's hand, his body shook, and he almost fainted.

"Linghua!" Henggu hurriedly hugged her and patted her shoulder anxiously, "How could this be all of a sudden?"

Linghua's mind was in chaos, and there seemed to be a mist in the sea of consciousness, binding her whole mind, and she wanted to open her eyes but was completely unable to do so.

A hoarse woman's voice appeared in the mist: "You fruit

Do you really have such a great ability? In that case, let's see if you killed the killer or if I killed it completely."

The voice disappeared, Zhihai suddenly regained his clarity, and Linghua felt that the dantian was like a fire, and some vague pictures flashed in his mind like fireworks-

Dancheng is like a dead city, the blood stains the earth, and the corpses of the people are neatly spread on the blood-washed land like floor tiles, and a pair of bare feet step on it and walk slowly.

The picture suddenly burst open, leaving only one gray eye to meet Linghua, she took two steps back to see, the owner of this eye was the woman who was talking to them.

For some reason, blood rained in the sky, different from the blood released by Sun Lianran of Chongjun, the sticky raindrops seemed to be the flesh and blood that had been eroded for a long time on the human body and landed together, fell on the face, crawled into the eyes, and blurred the vision of the eyes. At this point, there is only blood in sight, and there is death.

The afterimage faded, and Linghua opened his eyes suddenly.

There were two worried faces in front of him, and Heng Gu was ecstatic when he saw her wake up: "Linghua, what's wrong with you? Feel better?"

Her head was still dizzy, and her body was as weak as a wicker, but she had no time to take care of it, so she hurriedly broke free from Henggu's arms, and said anxiously, "I see the future."

Yang Xichi's eyes widened slightly, his eyebrows were high, and he asked with a serious expression, "Can you see the people of Dancheng?"

"Yes. I saw Dancheng corpses all over the field, it seems that who used the power of blood control, probably to ...... Deal with me." Linghua recalled the hoarse voice, "It's Jiang Caokong, she entered my sea of consciousness and threatened to kill me."

Heng Gu was awe-inspiring, although he was worried, he grabbed Linghua's hand, his expression was firm and fearless: "Linghua, don't worry. No matter when she comes, I will always be with you, and I will not give her a chance."

He looked at Yang Xichi and continued, "The important thing at the moment is to remove the red thread from the people, what can be done?"

Yang Xichi pondered for a moment and said cautiously: "To remove the red line, one is to kill the person who has the power of blood control; The second is to suck out the red lines in the brain one by one. But at this moment, the situation cannot be delayed, and there is only one way, which is to enter the sea of knowledge of all the people of Dancheng and set up a method of blocking, blocking the control of the power of blood control, in order to save the people."