"You wait here for me, I'll go in and have a look. Ye Que's expression was a little serious, "If I don't call you, no matter what happens, no matter what strange sights you see, no one should go over, otherwise you will bear the consequences." ”

"Sir, did you find anything? My sister will be fine, right?" Qian Shuxiao hurriedly asked, it was his own sister in the room, since Ye Que's expression was so serious, there must be something wrong. In fact, he himself felt that there was something wrong with his sister during this time, but he couldn't find the reason, and now it seems that eighty percent of them are recruiting something dirty.

"I don't know, I don't know. ”

"Then it's all up to you, sir, I'll wait here, and if you have any orders, shout loudly, and I'll go at once. ”

With his hands behind his back, Ye Que was not so nervous, with his vision, in this Luoyang, or even in this whole world, I am afraid that there will be nothing that can make him really afraid of nervousness in a hundred years, and he knows it in his heart, so he is naturally fearless.

Ye Que just felt that Luoyang's demonic aura seemed to be much thicker overnight, and he could meet monsters wherever he went, the density was inevitably too high, or was his luck too good?

Walking into the house of Qian Calligraphy and Painting, I saw a woman about twenty years old standing upright in front of the table, holding a Juanxiu brush in her hand, preoccupied with waving on the rice paper in front of her.

It's just that Qian Shushu's expression at this moment is a little too focused, and it can even be said that he is in a state of extreme fascination.

Sniffed his nose, and took a closer look at the landscape at the door, and found that there was an incense burner under the painting, and there were three precious incense sticks inserted in the incense burner, Ye Que snorted coldly, "Now these little monsters are really bold and reckless, and they dare to come out and harm people without understanding their cultivation." ”

"Thirty thousand miles of Qingqiu, a sword slashes the gate of heaven, and it appears. ”

Now that Ye Que has stored a trace of Tianyuan in his body, the exercises of the Immortal Realm may not be able to be used normally, but the cultivation realm can barely be used, especially the magic of the Qingqiu Sword Sect. After all, it is the place where he was born, and he uses it the most and most frequently, and this rudimentary seal breaking method basically comes with his mouth open, and he doesn't need to raise his fingers.

Along with Ye Que's magic trick, a spell seal spirit rune appeared out of thin air, directly in front of the landscape painting.

It's like throwing boiling water into a pot of boiling oil, and the landscape painting seems to come to life in an instant, and a large cloud of mist begins to disperse from the painting. The mist churned in the air for a while, and when it turned around, it condensed into a hideous-looking three-eyed demon beast, and at the same time, the three-eyed demon beast's mouth was still swallowing clouds and mist, as if it was about to envelop the entire room with mist.

"Bold and ignorant child, bothering grandpa Qingxiu, don't you want to live?" A buzzing voice came out of the mist, like an old man who had lived for hundreds of years and was about to die.

"Qing Xiu?" Ye Que said disdainfully, "What kind of Qing Xiu needs to mess with people's minds?

Ye Que pointed to Qian Shushu, who was still painting desperately on the side, "You are a little painting demon, do you still expect to receive incense and invite people to worship?"

Such a big movement happened within a few meters of Qian Shushu's side, her person was obviously awake, but it was as if she couldn't see it, unmoved, and only swam in the middle of the painting.

"I am a wise man in the mountains, an immortal in the painting, and I am worshiped and respected, why not?" said the painting demon arrogantly.

"The ghost, who dares to call himself an immortal. Ye Que scolded.

"Slander the immortals, damn it. ”

The three-eyed demon beast that had transformed into a mist suddenly opened its three bloody eyes, and a mouthful of thick mist sprayed towards Ye Que, and the mist that had just dispersed in the air in the entire room also churned sharply, and from a distance, the whole room began to become erratic, as if in the water and in the fog, and the inside and outside of the house seemed to become two worlds.

"The little Ecstasy Array also dares to get an axe here. Ye Que, who was in it, didn't pay attention to this fog at all, this level of illusion and smoke couldn't control his mind.

"The window contains a thousand autumn snow in Xiling, the door is berthed in the Dongwu Wanli boat, and the sword qi is in the sky. ”

It is still a sword finger, and it is still the primary sword technique of the Qingqiu Sword Sect, that is, in the blink of an eye, a sword qi pierced the dense fog, pointing directly at the landscape painting scroll behind the fog. Everything you see in front of you is blind, real, and mostly hidden outside the picture.

That landscape painting scroll is the lifeline of this painting demon, if it is just a three-eyed demon beast turned into mist, it will never win, it is clearly an illusion.

In an instant, all the mist in the room began to gather in front of the scroll, and it was condensed into an air shield in a very short time, but it still couldn't stop Ye Que's sword qi.

Break through ten thousand laws with one force.

This painting demon is still a little too tender compared to Ye Que.

"Immortal Master spare his life!"

The victory and defeat have been divided, and this painting demon has changed the arrogance of the party, and when he opens his mouth, he is begging.

"Ask the immortal master to let the little demon go. ”

"Do you want to survive in the world?" Ye Que raised his right finger falsely, and his left finger was behind him.

"The little demon swore to the sky, and he had never done anything that hurt the heavens and reason, at most he begged for some incense to worship, and he didn't dare to harm people's lives. The painting demon begged for mercy pitifully, and even the mist that came out of it became much weaker.

"You really haven't hurt anyone?" Ye Que asked.

"Absolutely not, I beg the adults to let the little demon have a way to live, and I will be grateful in the future. "What the painting demon said is vibrating.

"Well, you show your original form, wait for me to check it, as long as it doesn't hurt anyone's life, I promise you that I won't ruin the landscape painting. Ye Que said in a somewhat soothing tone.

"Thank you, sir. ”

As soon as the words fell, the three-eyed demon beast and the qi shield disappeared into the mist, and a white-bearded old man appeared in front of Ye Que on his knees, and his five bodies fell to the ground. It was only from an angle that could not be seen that the old man's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning.

"Your Excellency, please. ”

The white-bearded old man didn't finish his words, only to see an illusory cyan spirit sword slamming through his chest, and the sword qi that had stopped just now also turned into a small sword rain in a circle, and in the blink of an eye, the old man's slashing form and spirit were scattered, leaving no residue.

"It's all said, a little demon like you, if you haven't understood your cultivation, don't come out and harm people. ”

"If you can survive if you beg for mercy, don't all the demon slayers drink the northwest wind, saying that they don't hurt anyone? After muttering a few words, Ye Que reached out and took off the landscape painting hanging on the wall.

After this painting demon was killed by himself, the spiritual power returned to the picture scroll, like this kind of monster who cultivates illusions, generally speaking, the attack power is not too high, but its natal magic weapon must be rich in spiritual power, and now Ye Que just needs it, so it should be regarded as a reward.

Strolled out of the room and waved his hand at Qian Shuxiao, and the guy immediately ran over.

"Sir, is it over?" Qian Shuxiao and a few subordinates around him could see it clearly just now, the three-eyed demon beast, the bloody mouth, but it was ferocious.

"The little monster who is not a climate has been subdued by me, and this picture scroll is its natal magic weapon?" Ye Que raised the landscape painting rolled up in his hand, and it seemed that he still wanted to return Qian Shuxiao, "Do you still want it?" ”

Everyone, including Qian Shuxiao, seemed to have been stung by a bee, and they all took a few steps back, and Qian Shuxiao waved his hand again and again, "Sir, you better put this thing away quickly, I don't dare to ask for it, it will die." ”

"Don't scare me, I'm cowardly. ”

"Then I'll put it away. Ye Que casually took the landscape painting scroll behind him, and then looked up at the position of the moon, "It's not too early, let's go back and rest." ”

Pointing at Qian Shu and smiling, "Your sister should be asleep now, you go find someone to send her back to your room to rest, she has only been caught in the illusion these days, and the monster will get better soon after being subdued, and it will not be in the way." ”

Leaving the aftermath to Qian Shuxiao to deal with, Ye Que went back to his room directly.

The furnishings of the room are quite luxurious, it seems that it is indeed used by the Qian family to entertain VIPs, ignoring these, Ye Que closed the door and took out the landscape painting scroll just now, placed it neatly in the middle of the room, and then began to walk back and forth in the room constantly, pinching a law decision with every step.

Thirty-seven steps, thirty-seven decisions.

When the last magic decision was completed, a tower-shaped magic circle was formed, and in the center of the magic circle was the landscape painting scroll, at this moment, the picture scroll exuded a milky white soft light, and a thread of spiritual power quickly seeped out of the picture scroll.

This magic circle was inadvertently obtained by Ye Que when he broke through a demon sect back then, and its name is the Spirit Stealing Array, which can refine the spiritual power gathered in the masterless magic weapon and use it for his own use.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Ye Que soon entered a realm of concentration, and all the spiritual power oozing from the entire Soul Stealing Array began to circl and fly around him.

The night is sultry and starry, and it is destined to be an uneasy night.

After a night of practice, the sun rose as usual.

Last night, the landscape painting scroll that was still aura paved with nasal nose, after a night of stealing the spirit, at this moment the scroll is sallow, the rice paper is old, and the landscape in the painting is even more blurred ink, and it seems that the spiritual power has been exhausted.

As soon as the sky was bright, there was a scream on Yongan Street, west of Changsheng Bridge, and at the door of the Peony Building.

Soon, hundreds of officers and soldiers of Dali Temple surrounded the Peony Tower.

"Lord Tsuru, from the lobby to the third floor, there are a total of twenty-nine corpses, one boss, three men, and twenty-five guests, none of whom have survived. ”

The man known as Lord Crane is the new Shaoqing Hefei of Dali Temple, but he didn't expect to encounter such a big case on the second day after taking office. Ignoring the report of his subordinates, Hefei walked into the Peony Building alone, walked from the lobby to the third floor, and he inspected every corpse.

"All of them were bitten by poisonous snakes?" asked Hefei.

"That's exactly what the coroner said. ”

"Why hasn't anyone fled here?" He Fei frowned as he looked at the structure of the entire Peony Tower.

"Maybe it's because there are so many snakes, the coroner said, to be able to cause wounds of this magnitude, the number of snakes here last night was definitely a horrible number. ”

"How many?" asked Tsurufei in a deep voice.

"Thousands!"