"No," Lin Lang hurriedly interrupted the concerns in Bao Yuan Xianjun's heart, he frowned, his eyes were full of greed, "This Jun understands him, Feng Jun is not such a good-natured person!" ”

Baoyuan Immortal Jun was stunned, and then laughed evilly, "Are you sure?" ”

"Be sure! If there is a half-point difference pool, just ask for it! In order to achieve his goal, he is naturally not afraid of anything.

"-Good!"

Baoyuan Xianjun laughed heartily, opened the purple bamboo bone fan between his waist, and fanned the wind comfortably.

A wrinkled and aged face, the skin gradually smoothed out with this gust of wind.

Linlang Xianjun looked at Bao Yuan, who had an old face, and instantly turned into a man in red and demonic, the man stood under the carved window, soaked in moonlight, half light, half dark.

What hung was a grim smile that he couldn't understand and didn't want to understand.

The originally cloudy gaze was now filled with haze, exuding a clear and dazzling gold.

He hooked his thin lips, pursed a line, his phoenix eyes were deep, and he looked at the person in front of him with a hint of pity.

"You're right, this Immortal Jun is not a good-tempered person. Now—

It's time for you to really try it. ”

Linlang screamed, not daring to believe the facts in front of him, he hurriedly hid behind the vase and looked at the phoenix dove tremblingly.

"You, you...... How could it be you! What about Bao Yuan, what about Bao Yuan?! ”

"-Baoyuan?" The phoenix dove squinted at the phoenix with a slight doubt.

"—yes!"

Linlang screamed, not estimating the image at all, "I clearly called Xiaoxian to call Baoyuan, why did it come to you, how, how could it be you!" ”

The phoenix dove slightly leaned towards the purple bamboo bone fan, and his slender index finger swept over the fan surface, and behind him was a bloody corpse with a measuring tool that had been stripped of its face.

The clothes, the accessories, he knew—they belonged to Bao Yuan! It's Baoyuan's!

It seemed that the corpse came too suddenly, and the bloody corpse twisted its body, its eyes were bloodshot, and it turned its head with difficulty, and moved its lips at the pale Linlang.

Make a faint sound:

"Quick...... Run......

"-Bang!"

The corpse's body hung down completely breathless, its eyes rolled upward, and dirty blood flowed out of the frame.

"-Wow! - Ahhhh ”

Linlang was so frightened that she trembled and smashed the vase in front of her directly.

He hurried, panicked,

One step back, another step, intending to hide behind the wooden cabinet, behind the screen, but it was lifted as the man in front of him approached step by step.

His face was pale, cold sweat was oozing from his forehead, he trembled, only to feel that the surrounding area was cold to the bone marrow, and tears unconsciously burst out of his eyes!

"You...... Don't you come here...... Don't, don't come! ”

The man stretched out his arms tenderly, holding the purple bamboo bone fan in his hand very elegantly, and his fiery clothes rolled in the cold wind, scorching, like a fire of revenge that wanted to devour everything.

He looked at Linlang condescendingly, as if the thing in front of him was something that could not be more humble.

"Why don't you come? It was you who ordered someone to summon this immortal monarch to come-

- Now,

Would you like to play a game with this immortal? ”

Linlang was forced to retreat, there was no way back, and the miserable moonlight shone on his face through the carved window. His tears and snot had flowed out unconsciously, and they were already wet in the crotch of his pants.

The smell of blood fills the area, as well as the smell of some unidentified liquid.

"I beg you...... I beg you, let me go......"

"I was wrong, I really knew I was wrong! ……

Don't do that...... Don't ......"