"Two seniors, I was a little uncomfortable, and I lost my company first. Ye Rong broke the scene of laughter, got up and said apologetically.

"It's okay, since Miss Rongrong is not in good health, let's go and rest first. The cold scene and the cold night were humble and humble, pretending to misinterpret the meaning of chasing guests in Ye Rong's words, and said.

"Two seniors, please use it slowly. Ye Rong had nothing to do, she could only walk out of the main hall and return to her bedroom.

Closing the bedroom door, Ye Rong completely released her mood, since the day she howled at Murong Jiu, her mood has been very gloomy, at that time the anger and inexplicable anger vented out, and she was able to look at the incident rationally after regaining her composure, the root cause of which was that her brother kicked people first.

Through the window, Ye Rong's gaze was projected onto the firewood room, in the pitch-black firewood room, the second son who had been wronged by himself, what was he thinking;

The kind little girl, she may not have regarded Murong Jiu as a fool all along, and she fell into a moment of self-condemnation...... Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through her mind, and she quickly stood up—he hadn't eaten yet, and she was going to bring him two fruits.

However, after Ye Rong stood up, a wave of dizziness frantically poured into her brain nerves, her consciousness was instantly blurred, and she fell crooked on the bed and fell asleep.

With a squeak, the bedroom door was pushed open, and the cold scene and cold night with a spring breeze walked in, and two pairs of eyes looked around, the girl's boudoir had a fresh, elegant fragrance, and the girl on the bed who had lost her sense of self. It is full of unspeakable temptations for them.

Since Ye Rong left the main hall, Leng Jing and Leng Ye have cast a dark technique, and the internal power emitted has stunned Ye Chong, and the most fundamental purpose of the two of them entering Ye's house and talking to Ye Chong is for Ye Rong.

Ye Rongkonggu's dustless temperament deeply tempted the fiery hearts of the two of them, and the thoughts of possession and destruction rose and accumulated in their hearts, and finally at this moment they tore apart the sanctimonious human skin.

Ye Chong's recklessness and recklessness brought Ye Rong the bad luck of luring the wolf into the house.

This was a cultivator's premeditated strategy plan for ordinary people, and the cold scene and cold night succeeded. The two of them looked at each other, smirking evilly with desire. In each other's eyes, the hideous and evil faces of the other party were reflected...... Finally they threw themselves on the bed. pounced on the delicate girl like a lamb.

Bang, bang...... The cold scene and cold night that frantically pounced, they catapulted back as if someone had kicked a football. Standing in the doorway of the bedroom, the two of them looked at the bed in amazement.

Ye Rong, who lost consciousness. She didn't let anyone abuse her. Within a foot of the two cultivators approaching her body. A circle of transparent light energy suddenly diffused from her body, containing the righteous energy of the mysterious aura, protecting her body from being harmed.

Good pure energy breath. In the aura of this energy aperture, Leng Jing and Leng Ye actually felt a faint disorder in the Xuanbing Yuan Force in his body.

It was also this circle of energy light curtain, but its appearance caused Murong Jiu, who was sleeping soundly in the firewood room, to have some abnormalities, and the figure of a dagger appeared like a tattoo in the position of his skin dantian, and a cyan thunder and lightning mark was wrapped around the sword body of the dagger.

Things have come to this point, the cold scene and the cold night are unwilling to retreat, the girl in the middle of the transparent aperture seems to be covered with a light veil, her face is quiet and natural, implying a certain mysterious attraction power.

The two young cultivators who were almost carried away by their desires, they pulled out their swords, and the sharp sword qi cut through the protective light curtain in one fell swoop, and the weak girl was once again exposed in front of their eyes.

A low roar came out of his throat, and the two youths pounced on it again...... Three feet, one feet, eight feet, five feet...... A pair of demon claws were about to touch Ye Rong's body, and scorching flames danced in their eyes.

Murong Jiu in the firewood room suddenly opened his eyes, this pair of eyes were scorching, inhumane, shooting the ferocity and cruelty of the evil devil, and he suddenly poked out his right hand into the void air.

Ye Rong's bedroom...... At such a coveted distance, the space in the room cracked, and an eerie ghost claw emerged from it, instantly grabbing Leng Ye's hair...... There seemed to be a ghostly laugh in the air, and the ghost's claws tore hard, tearing off the entire scalp of the cold night.

"Ah......" The cold ghostly aura, the cold murderous intent, and the huge pain hit his whole body, and the blood on his face was flowing all over the cold night, and he howled miserably.

The ghost claws and scalp, as well as the murderous methods, filled the bedroom with cold air in an instant, and such a shocking change made the two young cultivators terrified, and they fled in panic.

The ghost claw surged with the ghostly energy, and it aimed at Ye Rong in a comatose state, but after a few weak scratches with its five fingers, it seemed to lose interest and retreated into the spatial gap, and the space immediately healed.

And in that firewood room, the evil aura gradually disappeared, Murong Jiu regained his confused eyes and closed his eyes again, and his outstretched right arm also fell on the weeds - everything seemed to be plain.

The night is gone, and the dawn is coming, and it is the early morning of the day.

"Ahh

When a weak girl opened her eyes early in the morning, she saw a bloody scalp! Ye Rong's eyes were closed, she hugged her knees, and shrunk in the corner trembling...... Her face was pale, and what lingered in her mind was the whole scalp of horror.

Bloody, cruel, evil, tyrannical, Ye Rong's heart was cold, and his limbs were cold.

"Rongrong, what's wrong? Rongrong......"

Ye Chong, who was awakened by Ye Rong's scream, had no time to care that he had slept on the ground all night, and he broke into Ye Rong's bedroom in a panic. However, after seeing the blood-blurred scalp on the ground, Ye Chong also instantly felt his scalp explode. The hairs on his body suddenly stood on end, and cold sweat soaked his back.

The entire scalp was peeled off by life, and Ye Chong also felt creepy, whose scalp belonged to? Why did it appear in Ye Rong's bedroom boudoir? Ye Chong could also guess the general situation after thinking about it, but he didn't understand, who would be so cruel?

Is it a stupid young man in his own firewood room? Ye Chong directly shook his head and denied, Murong Jiu was a fool, although he was a cultivator, he might be able to defeat those two young cultivators, but he was so stupid that he even forgot about himself. How do you know to rescue your sister?

"Rongrong. Let's get out of here first. ”

Ye Chong picked up Ye Rong and came to the courtyard, feeling the body of the girl in his arms trembling, he suddenly felt distressed, and the girl who depended on him suffered such a fright. This moment made him feel a deep sense of guilt. If you don't bring those two cultivators home. Maybe it won't happen...... For a time, Ye Chong's extraordinary fate was suppressed by the family affection that was within reach. Once a person lives, his relatives are the greatest!

I don't know when, Murong Jiu stood quietly next to the peach tree in the courtyard, he didn't say a word, staring blankly at a young peach, as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.

"Erqiangzi, you come to take care of Rongrong. Ye Chong put Ye Rong on a bamboo chair, and he turned to Murong Jiu and said.

The inertial thinking made Ye Chong ignore Murong Jiu's stupidity for a while, and the girl was frightened, he put Ye Rong under the empty daylight, and with the cultivator Murong Jiu by his side, he aimed to hope that Ye Rong could reduce the fear in his heart.

Murong Jiu slowly turned his head to look at Ye Chong and Ye Rong, his expression was neither sad nor joyful, he was like a master outside the world, but in fact, his eyes did not even change, and he didn't know anything about it.

Ye Chong shook his head slowly, such a stupid young man, how could he tyrannically tear off other people's scalps? Ye Chong turned around and returned to the bedroom, he was going to dispose of the horrible filth, but he was still speculating in his heart about the cruel perpetrator.

Could it have something to do with the monsters in the sky the night before?

Since the revelation of the cold scene and the cold night, Ye Chong also knew to some extent that the thunder roar in the night sky was a fierce thing in the cultivation world...... The ferocious thing must be a murderous method, so this inevitably makes Ye Chong have new doubts and speculations.

The haze shrouded the Ye family, as if even the courtyard was filled with a cold ghostly atmosphere. For a whole day, the Ye family seemed lifeless, and Ye Rong still did not come out of fear under Ye Chong's persuasion.

The sun sets, and the night comes. Frightened that the speculative monster had reappeared, Ye Chong brought Murong Jiu into the main hall of the guest room for the first time...... The three of them gathered in the main hall, without saying a word or laughing, and the quiet room was indissolvably filled with uneasy depression.

However, Murong Jiu, who had no thinking, felt nothing like an old monk sitting quietly, and when fatigue hit, he closed his eyes and fell asleep, not knowing the most basic human feelings and reasonableness in the world.

Ye Chong's pair of eyes glared fiercely at Murong Jiu, who was asleep with his eyes closed, his eyes were glazed, and his expression was muna, how could such a fool be that flying cultivator?

Ye Chong, who had been subjected to Murong Jiu's anti-shock force, had a great opinion of Murong Jiu, but he needed Murong Jiu's identity as a cultivator to calm people's hearts, he stared at Murong Jiu, so he had to swallow his anger, okay, okay, you can fall asleep while sitting, count you as you can bear it, sleep on you, as long as you don't die!

At night, there were no stars or moons in the sky, and bats and night owls swept by in the dark night, bringing with them the slightest sound of wind...... The candles flickered, and the peach leaves rustled in the yard - and the night breeze rose.

"Rongrong, if you are tired, close your eyes and sleep, Brother Ye Chong is guarding you. Ye Chong got up and came to the door, the courtyard was dark, as if there was an unknown panic hidden. Ye Chong stretched out his hand and closed the door, keeping the darkness out, he turned to Ye Rong who looked uneasy and said.

"No, I'm scared, I can't sleep. Ye Rong grabbed the corner of his clothes tightly and shook his head and said.

"Rong Rong is not afraid, Brother Ye Chong will talk to you......"

At midnight, it was a watch, and the rooster fed in the yard craned its neck and neighed, bringing an indescribable loneliness to the dark night.

Ye Chong was startled, and the sudden rooster crow, as if he had a premonition that something vicious was about to appear, his right hand subconsciously clenched a stick on his side. (To be continued......)