Chapter 104: Secret Talk in the Middle of the Night, Hidden Murderous Intentions.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

"There is no need to mention this matter again." Yi Chen chose to refuse without thinking about it.

This time, he chose to agree to Qian Yueru's request to guard Longjiang Mansion, and it was just a coincidence.

He has always been unwilling to be restrained, and he will not join other forces if he is killed.

"Eh, I knew it was going to be like this." Qianyue drooped her face, like a frosted eggplant for a while, wilting.

As the saying goes, thousands of troops are easy to obtain, but one will be hard to find.

A subordinate who can fight and has brains, who can refuse.

If she can subdue Yi Chen, she will have to save a lot of trouble.

With a light sigh, Qian Yue Ru carried the gossip Xuanhua axe upside down and began to walk along the streets of other urban areas.

It's rare to have a subordinate who can see it, and she wants to recruit, but she was rejected, she is in a bad mood, and wants to find a few unlucky people to practice axe to relieve pressure.

Then go back for a simple supper.

Extraordinary times, not too much.

Let's have a carp baked noodles, and the whole roasted whole sheep is ready.

After seeing Qian Yueru leave, Yi Chen clapped his hands and continued to investigate the lucky ones who were reported.

Although a big fish was caught, who can guarantee that the people behind will be fine.

Therefore, today's forced class, Yi Chen still has to add.

Moonlight.

The light is shining all over, and the Longjiang River under the moonlight is like a jade belt meandering forward.

At this time, four paper figures with yin qi lingering were carrying a wide red sedan chair in the air, and they moved forward quickly, coming to a secluded place hundreds of miles away from Longjiang Mansion.

The top of the red chariot was rounded, and a dreamlike red light veil hung down from the top, and a wonderful carcass lay on its side on the huge chariot, and the faint silhouette alone was enough to dry people's mouths.

A white plain hand picked up the light veil, revealing a cheek that was pleasantly disgusting, she glanced at the scenery outside, and suddenly chuckled at a certain shadow on the riverside: "Youquanzi, you are becoming more and more careful, the night is cold and cold, why don't you go into my gauze tent?" ”

His voice is like resentment and admiration, and it is very sultry.

A shadow on the riverside suddenly writhed, and after being called by the owner of the gauze tent to break Xingzang, the shadow he was living in slowly faded in color, revealing Xingzang.

It was a skinny Gao Dao man wearing a black robe, and a purple gourd was pinned to his waist.

There are strange red lines wrapped around the body, and it looks very mysterious.

Although the figure of this person is exposed, there is always a shadow on his face, which makes it difficult for people to see it really.

In the darkness of the night, a strange voice sounded as if he was rubbing the bottom of a pot with a broken saw.

"I want to live a few more years, but I still won't go into your Senluo powder tent, Mrs. Die."

"Today, I just want to discuss it with you, Madam Butterfly, now that seven days have passed for three days, and the sacrifices needed for the blood sacrifice have not been gathered for a long time, what should we do?"

"I already know that the big fat bug under Madame's seat is already in the dead tonight."

Hearing what Youquanzi said, Mrs. Butterfly was not angry at all, she sneered, and for a while, the clouds broke through the moon, and it was beautiful, and it made people's hearts shake.

She wrapped her long hair around her ears like a jade hand that cut the root of an onion, opened the gauze tent, stretched her waist, revealed her thrilling curves, and said with a coquettish smile:

"It's still the Huangquan Sect that has a deep heritage, my unsuccessful pet has just fallen, and Youquanziling knows it here, you say, have you installed someone next to this seat or inside Longjiang Mansion?"

The beauty in the gauze tent had a jade finger in her mouth, but her eyes were staring at the thin and tall Taoist figure in front of her, as if she wanted to try her best to penetrate the shadow of his face and see what was happening.

"Why should Madame be tempted, Poor Dao just wants to make a deal with Madame."

"The matter of the sacrifice can be solved by one effort, this is not too difficult, but in exchange, I want the Taoist who is now guarding the southern city."

"He has a big secret in his body, and he lives the best."

"It's okay to die, but the body must be intact."

"The Yinshan Mansion promised to send the Shura Ghost General, the Yaksha Ghost General, and the Zhao Corpse King to cooperate with the Umbrella Girl and Jiyin to do it together."

"What do you think, ma'am?"

Madam Butterfly tilted her head and thought for a while, then chuckled, "You want to use my Ghost Qi Heavenly Array Banner to set up a siege to kill that young Daoist." ”

"It's a good calculation, but after all, the worm has been with me for so long, and now that I've been killed, if I don't say anything at all, it's too much to look down upon."

"Okay, I'll agree to this, and it's fair to do so."

"But now I'm a little curious, what are you going to do to get enough of the sacrifices needed for the Blood Sacrifice."

"We're at least a few thousand dead now."

"Don't let our side fight in full swing when the time comes, and you will drop the chain over there."

Under the night sky, Youquanzi hesitated for a moment, and secretly whispered a few words to Madame Butterfly.

Suddenly, Madame Butterfly burst out laughing, and she stroked her palms and laughed:

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful! ”

"When it comes to the viciousness of the heart and the subtlety of grasping the human heart, it has to be you human beings."

"Old miscellaneous hair, I admire you a little now, compared to you, the umbrella girl is as tender as a little chick with no hair."

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Day 4.

It's a bit overcast today.

Yi Chen walked out of the courtyard, twisted his neck, stretched a long lazy waist, and his bones exploded.

Since he killed the demon insect last night, he rested for a while and then devoted himself to the great cause of investigation, and he was busy until now.

"Hey, little meow."

"This dog thing, you haven't run away with me for the past two days, where did you fool around?" Yi Chen looked around, but he didn't find that he was so big.

At this moment, in the distant street, a strange black cat with ribbed wings appeared, and it played in the early morning breeze with graceful cat steps.

Along with it, three smaller tanuki, a puppet, and a Persian meow.

They run together in the morning breeze, chasing each other.

There's a kind of beauty that I didn't come at the right time, no, you came at the right time.

Seeing this scene, Yi Chen's fist couldn't help but harden.

"Rebel."

"It's only been born for a few months, and it's like this, and the blue beast of my Hidden Dragon View is like this? Scrapped, scrapped. ”

As if noticing Yi Chen's gaze, Xiao Meow suddenly yelled fiercely at the raccoon, the puppet and the Persian meow, showing the true nature of the scum cat, and then ran quickly in the direction of Yi Chen with his tail between his legs.

In an instant, he jumped onto Yi Chen's shoulder and smiled flatteringly.

Yi Chen patted Xiao Meow's head angrily, and put it on the ground with his big hand holding the back of Xiao Meow's neck.

He looked at the three female cats who looked aggrieved in the distance and didn't dare to come, and sighed helplessly.

"Meow, get out."

"Don't run too far, if someone takes you and stews, don't blame your father for not reminding you."

"Meow meow." (Holo.)

With a slightly flattering cat meow, Little Meow turned into a black lightning bolt and ran out to play again.

The meow's pink pad of flesh is not dust, it is its lost youth.

(End of chapter)