Chapter 22: The Strongest Backing

"If she wants to choose you, then there must be a reason for her. Tang Xuesui pursed her lips, stretched out her hand and pulled him over, and forcibly pressed him on the bench to sit down, "From today on, I will be a grasshopper on a rope with you, a mandarin duck on a boat!"

"Don't make your own decisions! Besides, don't mandarin ducks know how to swim?"

"In short, I will personally come to be your backup, you have to fight for me and become the most powerful person in the world, so as not to embarrass her. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm just a trash fish in the quenching stage. ”

"Stupid, with her help, are you going to fall behind those idiot mortals? There is still half a year left in the Shengyun Conference, hurry up and make me stronger!"

"What?" Lin Yi said dumbfounded.

"That's right, I'll give you a place in the three classes. You have to learn martial arts for me, and whoever bullies me in the future, you will kill whoever I want, and it will save me trouble. ”

"Aren't you afraid that I will ignore you after I finish my studies?"

"If you fail me, she may be disgusted with you, and I will kill you again and let her come to me. At this, her eyes flickered, and she was looking forward to it.

It seemed that no matter how well he studied, she was completely sure that she would kill him......

"I won't be ungrateful, but what does it mean to be ungrateful to you, can you not speak so ambiguously?"

"Hmph, mortals' careful thinking is really boring. You can like me, but I won't like you. ”

"Won't you blush?"

"There's no time. She suddenly raised her head, her eyes reflecting the morning glow steaming on the clouds.

She stood up, came to Tang Fenggu's side, half-squatted down and pulled back and forth for a while, and suddenly bursts of blood gushed out, and flesh and bone separated.

She frowned and said displeasedly, "It's disgusting, you come to help me." ”

"Isn't it too late to feel disgusting now...... Lin Yi sighed, stepped forward, and began to recover the fragments of glass hearts scattered all over the place.

After finally cleaning up, Tang Xuesui took out a silk scarf and wrapped the fragments, and then they returned to Sando Beppu and dragged the tragic death of the Shan father and son from the bushes.

Another splash of blood.

After packing up, she hurried to the back of the inner sanctum, picked up a bamboo tube from the depths of the forest, and walked to a hill.

She lit the fuse of the bamboo tube, and it turned out to be a signal pod, the red smoke like a path to the void, piercing through the clouds before stopping.

Lin Yi was curious: "What are you doing here?"

"Four days ago, I anonymously informed the Yunzhou Prefecture that they should have just arrived at the bottom of the mountain. Tang Xuesui said lightly, "After all, I still have to live in the Tang Sect, and if Tang Mingjiao is really killed, it will be troublesome." ”

Lin Yi was stunned and said, "Yunzhou Mansion, it will take at least four days to gather forces to rush here." Therefore, Dianmei Shanbo thinks that he has peace of mind, but he doesn't want you to report in advance. Now you use the signal to reveal the location of the mountain, the officers and soldiers will immediately go up the mountain, and they can only retreat, the drawings of the seven instruments of the Tang Gate will be saved, and Tang Mingpeng's conspiracy will not be realized. ”

"Hmm. Tang Xuesui replied lightly. Then she suddenly remembered something, turned around, stared at him with her eyes, and said seriously: "I wrote three letters. ”

"What?"

"A letter to Dianmei Shanbo, with Tang Mingpeng's imprints and notes. Tell them that the Tang Sect is empty, and this ancestor worship will bring the drawings of the seven instruments. If Shanbo besieges, the second hall will secretly help, on the condition that the first hall is eradicated while the chaos is made. ”

"One letter is for the second hall, and it is the green forest seal of Dianmei Mountain. Tell them that on the day of ancestor worship, Shanbo will attack in a big way. If he cooperates secretly, Shanbo will help him get rid of it. ”

"The third letter, to the Yunzhou government, you already know. ”

"I see, that is, Dianmei Shanbo and Ertang have never actually communicated, but they think each other are allies. ”

"One more thing. Tang Mingpeng will not fall. In the event of the attack, he will not reveal his identity, mainly by Shanbo and masked doormen. ”

"I can probably think of that. ”

"Do you know why I'm telling you this?"

"Why?"

"Because I want you to learn from it. I said before that you were smart to make you happy. Actually, you're not smart. ”

"It's verbose!"

The long night finally came to an end after the sun jumped out of the clouds.

The whole army of Dianmei Shanbo withdrew like a ghost, but it was still chased and killed by officers and soldiers for a while, leaving behind many corpses and a few names sitting on the chairs. They failed to steal the blueprints, but they did steal several finished artifacts of the Seven Kings during the raid.

Yitang suffered heavy losses, Tang Mingjiao was seriously injured, but his wife and children were still safe.

The other congregations were all feints. Only the third lady was attacked, and the father and son of the Shan family fought to protect each other, and they all died tragically, and in the end, the young lady was only slightly injured.

The biggest bad news is that Tang Fenggu, the heir of Nitang, died tragically in a night attack, and it is rumored that he fought bravely to protect his mother and sister and became the only victim of Nitang.

Tang Mingpeng seemed to be furious in the hall and vomited blood three times, but he didn't investigate the matter after all.

Worship the heavens and tell the ancestors to be carried out.

After a few days, everything calmed down.

The third lady's boudoir has a delicate red tile roof.

"Click. ”

A crisp chirp.

Tang Xuesui exhaled lightly and said lightly: "It's finally done." ”

She was dressed in a light red veil, casually exposing her half-wiped breasts and a pair of jade legs, without the dignified appearance of everyone's ladies.

Lin Yi sat next to her, trying to focus on the metal ball in her hand, and had to admire: "It's amazing." ”

She really assembled the glass heart again.

"Take it. Tang Xuesui threw it casually, as if throwing out a ball of yarn that teased the cat.

Lin Yi hurriedly reached out to catch it, and almost fell off the roof.

is also on the roof, the same is sitting side by side, but she has lost the gentleness and loveliness of the day.

"Just this one, don't use it until you have to. ”

"Since you know all about it and you have the materials, why don't you make a few more?"

"Stupid, relying on hidden weapons, how can you grow yourself?"

"That's right. Lin Yi nodded and put the ball into his arms, "Now there are no good hands in the hall, be careful in everything." ”

"It's okay, a fool like you can't hurt me in any way. ”

Lin Yi was angry, but he couldn't refute it, so he had to take a long breath, get up and hug his fists and say, "So, I'll leave." ”

"Remember, mental methods, weapons, martial arts, spirit beasts. ”

Lin Yi nodded.

This is what Tang Xuesui planned for him, and it is a problem that must be solved in the past six months.

Before that, he was criticized by her for his "cultivation career" like a storm.

"Forget the soul list, every time there is a new task, tell me that I need to consider her true intentions based on this. ”

"Understood. ”

"After half a year, if you haven't opened your pulse, don't come to see me. ”

"I'll try. ”

"If you miss me, you can write to me, but don't be verbose, because I don't want you. ”

"You really don't blush!"

Pitch black swamps.

Tragically dead corpses.

Luxurious robes, broken weapons, frozen eyes.

I don't know what kind of story death has blocked.

What's the point?

If you have a gifted pair of eyes, you can see something else.

Next to the corpse, a light blue phantus was looking up at the sky, its dazed eyes like a deep hollow.

A woman dressed in white emerges from the darkness.

She walked past the corpse and into the vanity.

"What's your grudge?" she began.

The voice is like midnight, like ice, and with tenderness and temptation.

"I can't see your memory. She sighed faintly, "You haven't kept enough souls." Then I can't help you, so I can only send you to rest. ”

She pulled out an ice-blue dagger and swung it into the air.

The ghost let out a terrible wail, and its form was scattered for a while, and gradually regrouped.

The woman in white took a step back and whispered in disbelief, "Why can't I overtake you?"

"Finally hooked. ”

A hollow, strange voice could be heard in the distance.

"Damn. The woman subconsciously grabbed the gem on the white robe, and the smaller body gradually blurred.

Her sense of smell for hundreds of years of life has never been more dangerous than ever.

Gotta go back and report it......

"Ouch, please stay. ”

This time the voice was full of banter, but it was already close to the eyes.

"Who?"

The woman in white exclaimed, and her figure became clear again. The white hands were restrained by an invisible force, and they gradually lifted above their heads, and they were still lifting upwards.

In the swampy woodland, one after another black-robed figures walked out.

On the pitch-black hood, there was a blood-colored crescent moon and a scarlet droplet.

The woman in white said angrily, "Where is the demon? Do you know where I come from?"

"Just watch quietly. A black-robed man was as tall as a bamboo pole, and his voice was sad, "The sun has set, and the moon has been eaten." ”

The ghost screamed suddenly, and its figure gradually coalesced, twisted, and finally turned into a cold breath, and was taken into his arms.

"You're in luck. A black-robed man is as short as a dwarf, and his vocal cords are evil, "The impermanence of a thousand faces, it is up to you to witness the lunar eclipse." ”

The corpse on the ground suddenly twitched, and then it suddenly twitched, and then dragged the rotting and broken bones and gradually stood up.

"What a lovely girl. A black-robed man lifted his hood and revealed a breathtakingly beautiful face, "A pure soul must be delicious, right?"

She licked her scarlet lips, grabbed the white-clad girl's chin, and kissed her tenderly.

In the long, tender kiss, blood stained the white shirt red and ran down the icy legs.

The woman in white kept struggling, her snow-white limbs twitching, and finally hung down lifelessly.

Dull swamps, white women, scarlet flowers.

There were more and more people in black who gathered around.

The last person still has a waning moon on his hood, but there are three red droplets.

In the darkness under his hood, one eye shone blood-red.

The voice was soft and eerie, like thousands of voices whispering at the same time.

"The gods can no longer blind our eyes. ”

The swamp began to churn and make waves.

"Life and death can no longer take away the existence of our generation. ”

A pair of withered, rotten hands stretched out.

And then tens, hundreds, thousands.

The dense corpses tumbled out of the swamp and staggered to their feet, forming an army of fishy rot.

"It's time, it's time for the sky to change. ”