Thinking of Guan Shutao, Dugu Hao was a little stunned again, the little ancestor had a tricky temperament since he was a child, and very few people could enter her eyes, but once he had a heart-to-heart with others, he was indomitable and unswerving until death. Now, the eldest brother she misses in her heart has killed the art teacher who dotes on her, and no one can accept this matter.

Since ancient times, there have been many disasters and waters! This girl who holds the fan, I'm afraid it's enough to provoke the disaster of the Three Realms, right?

Dugu Hao thought about it, then he heard the fan snort coldly, and said, "Can a mayfly shake a tree? If you really want to take revenge, you should first improve your spiritual cultivation, instead of dragging others to bury you with you when you are still young." After speaking, she turned around and grabbed Nightshade's hand, and pulled him away from everyone's sight in a grand manner.

I haven't heard anyone chasing after me for a long time, and the fan is secretly relieved, not only to break through the opponent's mental defense, but also to leave room for the other party to go down a step, it is really not an easy task. All the fan could think of was to take the night away, but as everyone knows, from the moment she pulled the night of the night, the night had already broken the defense.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous! I almost couldn't break down." Holding the fan and looking back, seeing that there was nothing abnormal behind him, he looked sideways at Styx's face, but found that Styx's attention was actually on the hand he was holding him. Holding the fan hurriedly withdrew his hand, pulled the sleeve of his shirt and wiped his palm and said, "You may not like me touching you very much, it's okay, it's okay, just wipe it."

Nightshade held her hand through his sleeve, staring at her with starry eyes and saying, "No, I'm willing to do it!"

Holding the fan stared at the corners of his slightly raised lips, and sighed in his heart, "Oh my God! Styx Yechen actually laughed, and he smiled so gently and innocently, is this still the rumored god of the Three Realms? Is the rumor false? Or is there something wrong with my eyes?"

No one on the left and right would tell her the answer, and the fan wittily changed the topic: "That, where does Guan Shutao live?" As he spoke, he tried to withdraw his hand, but he was clenched tightly by Styx Yechen and said, "Don't let go, follow me!"

The fan did not refuse, after all, the person who can be led around by the dark night has already invisibly possessed a gold medal for avoiding death, and it will be much more convenient to enter and exit Cangqing Peak in the future.

At that time.

At the foot of Cangqing Peak, on a scorched black land, Guan Shutao was leading a pair of men and horses to dig three feet into the ground to find Mo Pu's traces.

This is a way of self-deception, Guan Shutao has always been unwilling to believe the fact that her master is dead, let alone believing that her eldest brother, who has always doted on and tolerated her, will kill her master in a fit of anger. Even if she had already been personally confirmed by her eldest brother, even if her eldest brother was much more indifferent to her than before, she was comforting herself and thinking that as long as Master's bones were not found for a day, Master would still have hope of living. The eldest brother is not a ruthless person, he is just a little angry because of the injury of the fan, and after a while, everything will be fine.

"Look, Miss!"

The sudden call broke Guan Shutao's scattered thoughts, she raised her eyes in a daze, and saw that Ye Er was holding something, trotting all the way to the front, and hesitated and said, "Miss, this seems to be, it is silent...... It's a jack shard."

Guan Shutao chuckled in his heart, and didn't glance at the fragment, but said, "Throw it away, Master's jack hammer is indestructible and won't break."

"But ......"

"Miss Ben said to throw it away, didn't you hear me?" The angry shouts and whips rang out, so frightened that Ye Er hurriedly took a few steps back, holding the pieces but forgetting to throw them.

"You dare to disobey me, your skin is itchy, isn't it?" Guan Shutao trained, and the swift and swift whip had been whipped hard, but unexpectedly, the last moment when the whip hit Ye'er was intercepted by a woman of unknown origin.

The woman's body is petite and exquisite, but her strength is amazing. Guan Shutao and her each dragged one end of the long whip, and they could only barely hold their feet with all their strength, but the other party was as steady as Mount Tai, neither humble nor arrogant, "Miss Guan is angry, the maid is Dai Yue, the maid who holds the fan, and she is here just to find the fan, and there is no malice."

Having said that, his momentum of not being angry and arrogant, let alone a servant, even ordinary men are beyond the reach of dust. Rao is manager is nervous and skeptical, and she is angry at the moment, how can she easily let go of the other party because of a word.

"Why are you stunned? Catch her for me, and she will live!"

Guan Shutao shouted loudly, and the attendants around him immediately rubbed their palms and fists and surrounded him. But the other party didn't intend to resist at all, and raised his hands and said: "Since Miss Guan is in a bad mood, Dai Yue is willing to let it be disposed of, I just hope that after Miss Guan is discouraged, Dai Yue can go to see the fan."

"If you still have your life, this girl will allow you to go to her."

The whip snapped to the ground, pumping out the dust and dust, and the attendants had seen the power of the whip against the wind, and they avoided it one after another. And the woman who was independent of the dust did not move an inch, and her petite figure was like a flower in the mist, disappearing from time to time.

Guan Shutao's suppressed emotions finally broke out, and the whip in his hand was also like a red practice in the air, leaving one blood mark after another on the other party's body.

After dozens of whips, Guan Shutao suddenly threw the long whip and sat on the ground, burying his head and crying bitterly. It was clear that she was the one who was the abusive party, but now she was crying miserably as if she had been beaten, and her heart was broken.

The attendants all knew that she had a bad temper, so no one dared to come forward to ask the reason, even Ye'er was trembling, and she didn't even dare to come out. Only the bloody masochist walked slowly with heavy steps, and out of nowhere he took out a white handkerchief, leaned down, and handed it to her: "Don't cry, your master, he is still saved." z.br>

"What did you say?" Guan Shutao raised his head in a daze, and his crystal eyes couldn't hide the joy on his face, "What you said is true, Master, is he really saved?"

"Seven days of soul return, if the night is willing to make a move, your master will be saved."

After she reminded her, Guan Shutao immediately figured out that what the other party was referring to was Mu Dai's soul stiffness, that is, the eldest brother's way to save He Ying. But why does she know so much about her daughter-in-law? And why, help yourself?

The alarm bell sounded in his heart, Guan Shutao picked up the long whip, lifted the wild sand again, and asked angrily, "Say, who are you?"

"It doesn't matter, you just need to know that your master's soul is in my hands, and my purpose is only to leave with the fan." Holding the jade bottle in front of Guan Shutao, she had a smile on her face.

Guan Shutao stretched out his hand to grab it, but she dodged it with a whirlwind, and the slender jade fingers jumped in the void, as if plucking the strings, but there was no shadow of the strings, only the sound of the sound was like a leak, like a song, and it was breathtaking.

snapped her fingers to attract Guan Shutao's attention, and she reminded with a smile: "Miss Guan, it's not too early, it's time to go and see the injury of the fan."

"Yes! The fan is injured, I need to go see her." Guan Shutao woke up like a dream, and he didn't look for his master anymore, so he hurriedly greeted the attendants and returned to Cangqing Peak.

The night is like a charm, carrying a fierce wind, and countless flowers and rain are falling.

Standing under the cherry blossom tree, looking up at the half-depressed dead branches, there was a faint uneasiness in my heart. According to Nightshade, after being trapped in the sea of fire, she was in a coma for five days, and no one in the heavenly realm had ever come to look for her for these five days.

The situation was too critical that day, and she was not sure whether Bo Yuan was saved, and now she even suspected that Bo Yuan had been put under house arrest, after all, with Bo Yuan's temperament, he would not abandon her.

As one of the parties involved, Shen Yechen must know the situation at that time best, but Zhifan can't ask him directly, after all, the contradiction between the Heavenly Realm and Cangqing Peak has never really been resolved, and mentioning Bo Yuan at this time is tantamount to adding insult to injury. Besides, I couldn't find Guan Shutao today, and I didn't seem to be very happy with the night, and I don't know where I went at this time?

Just thinking about it, the courtyard door was suddenly pushed open vigorously, and two teams of attendants carried lanterns, and the aisle was surrounded by Guan Shutao. Before he could get closer, someone threw a woman covered in blood on the ground, and Guan Shutao stopped and said domineeringly: "Holding a fan, your maid wants to see you, so I brought her to you."

"Handmaiden?" Holding the fan was suspicious, and pulled the jade hairpin to meet him, and saw the woman lying on the ground scarred, obviously beaten by someone. Zhifan turned her over, only to find that the other party was facing Dai Yue's face, and said with a dying breath, "Zhifan, I can be regarded as seeing you." As soon as the words fell, the person had already fainted.

The fan probed her snort, then raised his eyes to stare at Guan Shutao, and asked, "You hit her?"

"So what?" Guan Shutao paced in front of her, and his slender jade fingers roamed over her cheeks, as if caressing, and as if joking, "Styx killed my master for you, and I just beat her up for the sake of the old feelings, how about it, isn't it interesting?"

"Shutao, I'm sorry about your master!"

"Is it interesting to apologize when people die?" Guan Shutao's expression froze, and his slender hand suddenly moved to her neck, and he slowly said with force, "Blood debt and blood repayment!" Hold the fan, this is what you owe me."

"Shutao?" The fan's eyes widened in disbelief, but he saw a piece of turquoise leaves slanting towards him, which could cut through the back of Guan Shutao's hand.

Guan Shutao withdrew her hand in pain, and the invisible heavy blow struck again, forcing her figure to shake, and the person had already smashed heavily into the half-withered and half-glorious cherry blossom tree, and it was the eldest brother she was thinking of who hurt her.

"Guan Shutao, are you challenging my bottom line?" Nightshade's face was gloomy, and the sound of his footsteps was particularly conspicuous in the silent night.

Guan Shutao looked at him, as if he saw the soul envoy who pronounced the death sentence, and every time he took a step forward, his time limit was reduced by one point.

Guan Shutao stood up with difficulty by holding on to the cherry blossom tree, blood dripping down the corners of her mouth, and bewitching flowers were dyed on the placket of her snow-like clothes.

And even worse than that, there was a strange smile on her face, which was sad, compassion, and madness: "Didn't you say that if I hurt the fan, you would kill me? You killed me, you killed me like you killed Master." The voice was hysterical, like weeping blood.

"You think I wouldn't dare?" Darkness approached in vain, and her slender fingers locked around her neck, forcing her feet off the ground and making it difficult to breathe.