Changyuan grabbed Qing Moyan's neck with one hand and leaned down, "Even if you guess who I am, it's too late." ”

Qing Moyan held his breath, because he reduced the aroma he inhaled in the incense burner, the scene in front of him became clearer.

Changyuan held a sharp knife in his hand, and stabbed it precisely at Qing Moyan's chest.

Qing Moyan didn't feel the pain, but subconsciously, his hand moved and grabbed Changyuan's wrist.

Changyuan didn't care about this, the incense was still burning, and Qing Moyan's body would have no strength, even if he grabbed his wrist, he couldn't do anything else.

"Click. A subtle cracking sound rang out.

Changyuan, who withdrew the knife, was stunned.

Qing Moyan didn't even have a drop of blood on his chest, let alone a knife wound.

Changyuan's eyes flashed, and he reached out and tore off a piece of red rope around Qing Moyan's neck.

A small wooden plaque is tied to the red string.

"I didn't expect there to be such a thing in this world...... Changyuan sighed, with a bit of appreciation in his tone.

Qing Moyan looked at the wooden card, it was a stand-in talisman made of lightning strike wood, and now cracks had appeared on it.

Changyuan's knife just now, it was precisely because of its existence that it was blocked for Qing Moyan.

"God is really kind to you. Chang Yuan sneered, "But you don't know that you have benefited, you have the Gu King in your body, but you don't know how to use its power, and the spirit beast next to you...... It should have come from the Qi Kingdom, but these things in it are like the spells of Mo Ziguo, you tell me, who is it?"

Qing Moyan pursed her lips tightly, and grabbed Changyuan's wrist tighter.

"Don't you want to tell me?" Chang Yuan smiled slightly, "We still have some time, I have set up a magic circle here, and people from outside can't come in at all, don't think that you can be fine if you delay for a while." ”

Qing Moyan's gaze fell on the incense burner on the table.

The incense burner was still smoking.

He had to think of extinguishing the incense burner, otherwise his body would not be able to exert his strength, and he would only be able to be slaughtered.

He was thinking about it when he saw something fly above his head and crash straight into the incense burner, knocking it to the ground.

Changyuan let go of Qing Moyan and waved his hand to throw the knife out.

The thing that knocked over the incense burner was pierced by a knife and fell to the ground.

Qing Moyan looked over and saw that it was a bird folded into a piece of paper.

Changyuan's face was ugly, he bent down and picked up the origami, the incense burner was upside down on the ground, and the incense inside was sprinkled on the ground and extinguished.

"That little beast is really a good skill, it's a pity to stay with you, when I take your Gu King, I will take it away, as long as she trains it well, I think she will soon forget about your useless master." ”

Chang Yuan sneered and tore the little bird that the paper was folded into pieces, completely ignoring the cold killing intent in Qing Moyan's eyes.

Give his little things to someone else to tweak?

It's ridiculous, how could he allow such a thing to happen, it was a small thing that he raised single-handedly, and he would never allow others to touch it.

His fingers moved slowly, touching the teaspoon on the small table next to his chair.

He grabbed the teaspoon, and Changyuan had just shredded the origami and picked up the knife again.

"The incense is gone, and it won't be so comfortable when you lure the Gu King. Changyuan smiled sarcastically, "That little beast thinks it's helping you, but it can only make your death more painful......"

Qing Mo's face was gloomy, his eyes were cold, and he was only halfway through Changyuan's words when he was shocked by the strong murderous aura that lingered around him.

"The nickname of the jade-faced Yama of Dali Temple is really not called in vain. Changyuan raised the knife again and stabbed it into Qing Moyan's chest without any suspense.

Qing Moyan's empty left hand raised and grabbed Changyuan's arm.

After the incense was extinguished, his body was gradually regaining strength, but it was still not enough, Changyuan completely ignored his movements and pulled out the knife.

The snow-bright blade didn't even have half a drop of blood on it.

Both of them were stunned at the same time.

"This can't be!" Changyuan couldn't help but scream and stabbed again.

Qing Moyan's hand holding the teaspoon tightened, gathering all the accumulated strength here.

"Impossible!" There was still no blood on the knife he pulled out again, and there was not even a single cut left on Qing Moyan's body.

"This can't be!" Changyuan's eyes showed a hint of panic.

Everything in front of him was completely beyond his expectations.

The stand-in talisman has been broken, and there is nothing to protect Qing Moyan, why can't his knife hurt the other party?

Just as he hesitated for a moment, Qing Moyan suddenly jumped up, and the teaspoon he was holding in his right hand actually stabbed into Changyuan's neck.

Immediately, blood gushed wildly.

Changyuan was startled, and struggled to break free from the wound on Qing Moyan's neck with his hand.

Qing Moyan knelt there on one knee, moving slowly, but firmly picking up the knife that Changyuan had dropped before.

"If you're not afraid of death, you can come back and try again. Qing Moyan turned the blade to Changyuan, and the snowy blade refracted a little cold light in Changyuan's eyes.

"Are you coming, or am I coming?" said Qingmo faintly.

In fact, at this time, he didn't have the strength to make a second blow at all, but his momentum completely overwhelmed the other party, so that Changyuan didn't dare to act rashly.

The teaspoon stabbed him in the vital part of the neck, and Changyuan quickly realized that something was wrong, and if he lost too much blood, he would soon lose all his advantages.

But the Gu King is about to arrive, and it would be a pity to leave like this.

Just as he hesitated, the six tea cups on the table that served as magic circles shattered with a bang.

Changyuan was shocked.

After breaking the circle, the people from outside could enter the house, and he finally realized that the situation was gone, turned around and disappeared behind the door of the inner room without hesitation.

Qing Moyan slowly stood up with one hand on the chair.

His strength was recovering, but it wasn't enough, he couldn't chase Changyuan...... No, it should be said that the person who escaped was not the real Changyuan, but Mr. Qingdu of the White Crane Academy.

When Qing Moyan pushed the door from inside the house and walked out, Xuanyu and the others guarding the door had a look of horror on their faces.

"Shizi!"

"Shizi, are you alright?"

Qing Moyan turned his gaze, only to find that Chang Hate and the others were all gathered on the corridor outside, their faces were pale, and they looked at him like they were alive.

"What's going on...... You guys gathered here......" Qing Moyan frowned and walked over.

"Lord Shaoqing, you...... Is it really okay? Have you been hurt?"

Xuanyu and the others also all looked at Qing Moyan's chest.

"It didn't hurt. Qing Moyan didn't know how to explain the scene in the house just now, Changyuan's knife stabbed him several times but didn't hurt him.

After taking a few steps forward, Qing Moyan suddenly saw his little thing lying on the ground, and Chang Hate and the others protected her in the middle.

Ru Xiaonan looked sideways at him and smiled.

The smile is like a flower hanging on the branches of the autumn wind that is about to wither.

Chang hate's hands were full of blood, pressing on Ru Xiaonan's chest.

But the blood kept pouring out.

Qing Moyan's whole person seemed to have been suddenly drained of blood and froze there.