"Jiang Louyue!" Chu Muyi said in horror, "Look over there!"

Jiang Louyue turned around and saw the puppet on the bed, slowly floating into the air.

And all the light is coming from it.

"I made it! I made it!!"

The Ghost-faced Witch was ecstatic.

What the hell is this?

Jiang Louyue rushed forward and swung her sword to destroy the puppet.

But his sword couldn't cut it down, like some enchantment on the puppet's body, resisting.

Suddenly, Jiang Louyue was shaken open.

He slid back a few steps, and when he looked at the puppet again, the puppet slowly erected itself and then turned into a human being.

"Division...... Fu ......"

Jiang Louyue's whole person was stunned, and the puppet turned into exactly the same as Leng Wangshu.

It slowly opened its eyes, and a peach blossom mark appeared under the right corner of its eye, while the peach blossom mark on Yun Mi's face disappeared.

"Jiang Louyue, are you stupid? This must be the puppet of the old witch, hurry up and destroy her!" Chu Mu saw that he was stunned motionless, and he attacked forward.

But before she could get close, she was shaken away by a force around her and fell heavily to the ground.

"Leng Wangshu, help me kill them!" the ghost-faced witch stepped forward and ordered.

Leng Wangshu was silent for a while, and then slowly asked, "Who are you?" ”

"I'm the Ghost-Faced Witch, I'm the one who resurrected you, I'm your master, I'm the one who kills them all!" said the Ghost-Faced Witch excitedly.

"Master?"

"Yes, yes, I am your master, and you have to obey me!"

Leng Wangshu didn't look at her, just stretched out his hand to her.

The ghost-faced witch seemed to be choked by something suddenly, slowly lifted off the ground, and asked with a painful face, "You...... What do ......you want to do? I...... It's your master!...... Let go...... Me!"

The power on her neck tightened even more, and the ghost-faced witch's face had turned purple.

"What are you?" Leng Wangshu said in a cold tone, "I am the third elder of Tianji Pavilion, above ten thousand people, a lowly witch, and dare to call myself Leng Wangshu's master?"

The ghost-faced witch didn't expect that even if Leng Wangshu had been reincarnated, her spell was still so high, so high that it was out of her control.

With difficulty, the ghost-faced witch took out another puppet from her arms, and she pricked a needle into the puppet.

Leng Wangshu suddenly felt a pain in his shoulder, and then withdrew his hand.

The ghost-faced witch fell to the ground, and she took the puppet and threatened, "I can make you or destroy you, and if you don't obey me, I'll make you disappear immediately!"

"Look for death. ”

Leng Wangshu waved his sleeves, and the ghost-faced witch suddenly spat blood, and the puppet in her hand slipped to the ground, staring straight and falling backwards.

"Despicable things, also delusional, manipulate me, and don't measure themselves. Leng Wangshu said coldly and disdainfully, and then looked at Jiang Louyue who was standing in front of her.

Jiang Louyue looked at her, in fact, this was the real reunion between her and him over the years, and her appearance seemed to bring him to that time all of a sudden.

She is still the same as before, white clothes are all over the world, even if her hair is scattered and her hair is blown messy in the wind, she is still like a fairy, sacred and unapproachable, but her eyes are not just cold, but there is a strong anger.

There was a killing wind all around him.

"Glass, twilight, dusk. ”

Leng Wangshu called out slowly.

A word, a word, like a knife, pierced into Jiang Louyue's heart, making him frightened, making his heart tremble, Jiang Louyue at this moment didn't know what kind of mood he was in, he was worried about Yunmi, and there was a trace of joy, and there was fear, fear, guilt and shamelessness.

"Division...... Master?"

Jiang Louyue shouted to her in disbelief.

Leng Wangshu suddenly slapped him.

Jiang Louyue took a few steps back and looked at her with her heart covered.

She clenched her fists, gritted her teeth and said, "You are not qualified, call me like this!"

"Let go of the second elder, let go of the people of Tianji Pavilion!" Leng Wangshu was full of anger.

Jiang Louyue was puzzled, why did she ask like this.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Chu Mu said together, "What Second Elder, we don't know each other, and the Heavenly Machine Pavilion has disappeared for hundreds of years!

"No way. Leng Wangshu was surprised.

"Yun Mi, are you crazy?" Chu Mu said, "Tianji Pavilion has died out with Leng Wangshu's self-slaughter!

"Tianji Pavilion is gone?

Leng Wangshu's head suddenly hurt violently, and some fragments were messily interspersed together, it turned out that her memory was confused.

"Master. Jiang Louyue stepped forward to support her, shaky her.

"Get out of here!"

Leng Wangshu roared, and slapped Jiang Louyue again, Jiang Louyue was knocked to the ground, rolled a few times, and then a mouthful of blood gushed out of her throat and spit out.

"Jiang Louyue!" Chu Muyi suddenly panicked, and scolded Leng Wangshu, "Yunmi!

"Chu Muyi, don't say it. Jiang Louyue lay on the ground and stopped Chu Muyi.

"Presumptuous!"

Leng Wangshu flashed in front of Chu Muyi all of a sudden, grabbed her neck with one hand, and threw Chu Muyi to the ground, reprimanding condescendingly, "Stupid thing, who gave you dog guts to talk nonsense around me? You are not qualified to talk to me." ”

Chu Mu thought about standing up, Leng Wangshu stepped on her face, stepped her head into the dirt, and said coldly, "Du Ruo, you are not dead yet?"

Seeing her palm, he headed towards the heavenly spirit of Chu Muyi.

Jiang Louyue hurriedly got up and rushed forward to open Leng Wangshu.

Leng Wangshu took a few steps back and looked at him.

The hand that hit her was shaking violently, and Jiang Louyue said, "Master, you can't kill her." ”

"Sure enough, after all, you are still protecting her......"

The anger in Leng Wangshu's eyes became even heavier.

The murderous aura that permeated the surroundings was even more pressing Jiang Louyue.

"Why, why, you have to protect her like this, why, you have to protect her like this. ”

Leng Wangshu's eyes were red, the whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshots, and the spiritual power on his body was also leaking wantonly.

"Master, I didn't protect her, I just didn't want you to kill innocents. Jiang Louyue looked at her worriedly.

Although she was talking to him like this, Jiang Louyue smelled a yin qi from her body that only the dead can have, and it was extremely strong.

"Indiscriminate killing of innocents, she killed my family!" Leng Wangshu roared uncontrollably.

"It's Du Ruo who killed your family, she is Chu Muyi, she just looks the same as Du Ruo, but she is not Du Ruo, Du Ruo is dead, she has disappeared. Jiang Louyue explained to her.

Leng Wangshu shook his head and roared, "I don't believe it, I don't believe it! You're lying to me, you're lying to me again!!"

Jiang Louyue was slapped away by Leng Wangshu again, slammed into the stone wall, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Master, I'...... Didn't lie to you. Jiang Louyue reluctantly stood up and said to her, "Actually, she just said it well, you really have ...... He's dead. ”

I was forced to die alive.

Jiang Louyue choked up and looked at Leng Wangshu in great distress.

She didn't know that she was already a dead person who had been dead for hundreds of years, and once she was reborn, it was torture to Jiang Louyue, and even more so to torture her.

Because it is not the complete her who is reborn, it is only her who is reborn, and the hatred for Jiang Louyue is difficult to dissolve, such a woman is superfluous for this time, she is a dead person after all, a past, but how can she accept such a fact?

"Impossible, how could I die?"

Leng Wangshu's head hurt again, she refused to believe it, but at the same time, she saw herself wiping her neck with her sword, and saw herself falling in blood......

"I'm not dead! I'm not dead!!"

Leng Wangshu flicked his sleeves, and Jiang Louyue slammed on the stone wall again.

He fell to the ground, spitting blood.

"It's dusk, you killed the second elder, I want you to pay for your life!"

Leng Wangshu blushed and roared, and his voice became hoarse.

She slapped Jiang Louyue frantically and hit Jiang Louyue's body.

"Jiang Louyue, you fight back!" Chu Muyi shouted anxiously on the side, she only saw Jiang Louyue, who was usually agile, but now she was like a fool and let the crazy Yun Mi fight.

"Jiang Louyue, if you don't fight back, you will die! What are you thinking!"

How can he do it?

Jiang Louyue looked at her painful appearance, he really couldn't do it, all these pains were caused by him, and he forced her to be like this.

It was he who caused the current situation and created this resentful Leng Wangshu.

"It's dusk. Leng Wangshu stepped on his fingers, ten fingers connected to his heart, and the pain of the cone made Jiang Louyue tremble in pain.

With his other hand, he gently grabbed the corner of her skirt, tilted his head and said with difficulty, "Master, it's me...... I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you. ”

Leng Wangshu stretched out his hand, and a sword flew into his hand, she held the sword, lowered her eyes and said coldly, "Don't call me that anymore, it's really disgusting." ”

Really......

Jiang Louyue smiled bitterly, sure enough, when she recovered her memory, she would definitely think that he was disgusting.

"Aren't you going to hell with me, very well, then go to hell with you as you wish!!, the two of us will die together and never see each other!" she plunged into his head with her sword in both hands.

Jiang Louyue closed her eyes, and a tear slipped out of her socket, mixed with blood and dripping on the ground.

At the moment of crisis, Li Wuxing appeared and knocked Leng Wangshu away.

He dragged Jiang Louyue aside, picked up the puppet on the ground, and said to Jiang Louyue, "Brother Jiang, you can see clearly! She is just a puppet made by the ghost-faced witch, hurry up and destroy this puppet, so that Miss Yun may be able to wake up! No matter how late it is, it will be too late!"

"Sugar sugar. ”

Jiang Louyue looked at Yun Mi, who was still tied.

Yes, the one in front of her is not Leng Wangshu, she is just a puppet made of wood, just a utensil containing Leng Wangshu's ashes and soul.