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There are two thousand-year-old dead vines in the courtyard, bypassing the dead vines and then passing through the corridor, to the pavilion, the two figures standing in the garden behind the pavilion are calmly facing each other.

Looking up, the leaves of the tree outside had almost fallen, swaying sparsely and densely in the autumn wind, and the sky was becoming more and more light and lofty.

The cold wind crept in and slammed on the candlelight, the light flickering.

In the middle of the sound, the two long-standing figures seemed to move.

Ren Yuanyi looked at Song Chengcheng, thinking about Song Chengcheng's intentions, although she was unreasonable, but her actions must have a purpose. He doesn't know much about Song Chengcheng, but if he thinks about it a little more, he also understands Song Chengchengxing's way of asking questions. Ren Yuanyi said for a long time, "Do you think I hid the Luxi porcelain?" ”

Song Chengcheng was stunned, when she heard that Lu Xi's porcelain was missing, her first reaction was indeed to have such an idea.

Ren Yuanyi slowly hooked the corners of his mouth in Song Chengcheng's incomprehensible gaze, smiled, and saw that Song Chengcheng was speechless, Ren Yuanyi seemed to be unable to hold back any longer, his smile was even more undulating, his shoulders trembled, and the half-folded shadow was cast on the wall, which seemed a little distorted.

Song Chengcheng looked at the leaves falling outside, turned his head and glared at him, he didn't know what he remembered, he stepped on Ren Yuanyi's feet, and said angrily. "What do you mean by that?"

Ren Yuanyi dodged for a moment, turned his back on his hand, and said slowly. "What's in it for me and what's good for her, if you don't believe it, you can go and tell the truth. ”

"Then why aren't you in a hurry?" Song Chengcheng looked at him suspiciously, there is truth in the void, and there is fiction in the truth, this is his means. She didn't believe it at all, but when she thought about it, it really didn't do them any good.

Ren Yuanyi was a little amused, "Is it useful for me to be in a hurry?"

Song Chengcheng fell into deep thought and took a step forward.

Ren Yuanyi involuntarily took a step back as Song Chengcheng advanced, his eyebrows pale.

Song Chengcheng grew up in a Song family like this, and what he saw and learned was far from being comparable to the girl, and only from Ren Yuanyi's small move, she easily felt the other party's indifference to her.

Song Chengcheng was really annoyed when he saw this. She snorted, looking at his silhouette softened by the light, forcing herself not to think too much for a while, just to say. "Are you really going to marry me?"

"What do you think?" Ren Yuan looked at Song Chengcheng with a smile.

The world was extremely quiet, as if only the sound of the two of them could be heard around him, Song Chengcheng looked at Ren Yuanyi for a long time before raising his eyes disdainfully. "You don't like me. ”

"Do you really love me again?" Ren Yuanyi asked quietly.

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After the hall master came out of the secret room in the corridor, he went to the house of the village elder, the door was not closed, the wind blew over, like a rag with a hole, the hall master Ren sighed, and did not hesitate, walked straight in, just entered the house, and smelled the strong smell of wine permeating the room. Raising his eyebrows, the hall master looked at the master of the house, and at this time, the master of the house spread out the long hair, which covered his face, and the long hair snaked down his face and scattered to the clouds.

"What's the matter?" Elder Wuxiang was still holding his gourd, and no one could see how Elder Wuxiang poured the wine in the wine jar into his mouth, and suddenly the gourd was empty, and with a bang, he was unceremoniously thrown to the ground.

Hall Master Ren's heart tightened when he saw it, his heart sank, and he looked at Elder Wuxiang's clear question, and for a moment he couldn't guess whether he was sober or not.

Thirty years ago, after returning from the battlefield of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, everyone said that Elder Wuxiang was crazy, but whether Elder Wuxiang was crazy or everyone was crazy, no one knew.

The master of the hall of Ren was ordered by the master, and he did not look around, but came to the house of the elder of the country, and the master of the hall looked at him like this, and did not say anything, but closed the doors and windows for him.

The Ren family has five elders, the head, no elders, no village elders, Ren hall masters, and Changming elders. Now, the truly powerful ones are the hall masters and elder Changming. In order to save the Elder Wuxiang, the head of the sect had lived and died several times, and in the end, the Elder of the Township was alive but became a half-invalid person, and after the head came back, the injury has never healed.

The bones of the elder have not been recovered so far, and Changming Changming, Hall Master Ren doesn't even know if Elder Changming can be regarded as a real "person".

"Just the two of us, senior brother doesn't have to worry about anything...... "The hall master put on a posture of heart-to-heart with the elders of Wuxiang, virtual and real, slowly drawing.

For so many years, the Wuxiang elders have also felt guilty in their hearts, otherwise they would not have done things for them.

Elder Wuxiang ignored the hall master at all, and still repeated the sentence. "What's the matter?"

After the hall master's mind turned, he became much calmer, his heart was turbulent, but he couldn't see it on his face.

"You can't blame our senior brother for their recent success, but if there is no ghost flower, ignorance will ......... him" Hall Master Ren's eyebrows narrowed, his gaze was also very complicated, looking at the Wuxiang Elder, the hands hanging on both sides clenched slightly.

When the spirit beast was captured from the Wuxu Sect, it was called a spirit beast, but now it can no longer be called a "spirit beast" after being raised in the Ren family for thirty years.

"I see. Elder Wuxiang didn't say anything, nor did he pay attention to the hall master, got up and trembled and hugged his gourd, and walked out step by step.

Hall Master Ren looked at him for a moment, and raised his voice slightly, "Senior brother, have you forgotten, have you forgotten the miserable lifeless senior brother who died, we are here for the good of Changxiang Town, for your good." ”

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At this time, the "falling moon" dwells, and the first round of the moon is round and vast. , glowing with a cold glow.

The room was still covered with airtight curtains, and the windows around it were sealed, leaving a gap in front of the door, and most of the room was pitch black, with only a thin lamp lit.

One is behind the curtain, and one person guards the lamp of one bean.

In the dark night, the black threads that are entwined in the sky are like gods who control power, let them come and go, however, the unformed black shadows are cut into fragments one by one, and the unknown, never showing up "demon" follows like a shadow, like a shadow that disappears in the dark night.

Under the reflection of the lights is a bloodless face, the fire color is clear and yellow, Pei Yizheng looked at the black shadow thoughtfully, his fingers were helplessly wrapping the bandages on his body, he lowered his eyes, and his body exuded a quiet charm far beyond that of his peers.

For a long time, Pei Yizheng looked at the mass of scurrying around, and said with a cool smile. "There's a lot of commotion outside, and your black gas is going to become a dead mass. ”

The black shadow was slightly stunned for a while, glanced at Pei Yizheng, and didn't dare to say anything, only said, "I can't leave here." ”

As he spoke, the black shadow stopped, and Pei Yizheng's eyes finally stopped spent.

Pei Yizheng guessed, but pretended to be surprised: "Oh?"

The black shadow looked up at him, and only said, "I can't do without this body. ”

Xu is really has something to ask Pei Yizheng, the black shadow looked at Pei Yizheng at this time with a look of dignity that was about to die of illness at any time, and his expression did not see a little arrogance when he first met, but lowered his posture: "Do you feel it, from the beginning of stepping into Changxiang Town, it seems that this place is ...... Surrounded by a vague air of death. ”

The black shadow wrinkled his brows, the breath of death seemed to have been with him since he died, and in the dark cage, the picture of being stabbed by Ling Chi came up again.

Pei Yizheng narrowed his eyes, he had a plan, but he didn't expect the black shadow to be so straightforward, so he opened his mouth first. But it's okay to save him any more words. Thinking about it, Pei Yizheng said, "Do you want to entrust me to take you away or kill it?"

If the black shadow didn't cooperate, Pei Yizheng's body at this time would still be helpless for a while.

The black shadow falcon looked like a pair of sharp eyes, and a ray of ghostly light crossed it, and he looked at Pei Yizheng fixedly, and only said, "You want to borrow my strength." ”

Pei Yizheng's borrowing, will he pay it back?

Isn't this a meat bun beating a dog?

Pei Yizheng put his palm on the back of his hand, only to find that the tips of his fingers had lost their temperature, and he pulled the corners of his mouth without being salty, and he didn't know if that person was still alive......

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The night was dark, the silence was eerie, the wind outside howled coldly, and the rustle of leaves could be heard from time to time, and now it was midnight, and the night had veiled everything evil, and the thicker and thicker night seemed to swallow everything.

Lu Xi's porcelain teeth fought with each other, and her whole body trembled, as if the devil had grabbed one of her feet.

The skull put on a red robe for himself, and walked slowly, and a obedient rabbit recognized the owner and rubbed the white bone palm of the skull affectionately.

But standing under the eaves, Lu Xici, who had her own thoughts but couldn't control her actions, opened her eyes wide in horror, and she clearly saw that the other hand of the skull had skillfully lifted the skull of the rabbit, without any warning, without any rhetorical devices, only a strange cry, and in an instant, the things around the skull changed into a pile of dirt.

The skull played with a long delicate hairpin, and his hollow eyes opened suddenly, as if he remembered something, his eyes turned his head stiffly and turned to look at Dingding Luxi porcelain.

Lu Xici heard her arteries beating like two hammers in her temples on both sides, and the qi coming out of her chest seemed to be the sound of wind coming from a cave.

Fear spread to her mind for a while, stirring her thoughts upside down, cold sweat kept falling from her back, a chill came out of the soles of her feet, she felt that her hands and feet were cold, she wanted to scream, wanted to shout, wanted to run away, but her body stood indifferent, she stared blankly at the handful of objects that had turned into dirt. It was as if the straight, without any rhetorical device had been lifted to the skull, and that was what happened to her.

Even if she Lu Xici is not the daughter of destiny, she doesn't want to die so tragically.

Lu Xici couldn't control it for a while, and let out a strange exclamation.

Lu Xici was besieged by fear, which made her elbows tighten around her waist and her heels under her skirt, so that she could take up as little space as possible, and absorb as little unnecessary air as possible, but there was no other possible change except for the increase and unabated.

"Poof—"

There were other dead things, slowly gathered around, and the skull turned its head stiffly, and laughed strangely, and the laughter seemed to make people feel her joy from the heart.

Lu Xici's eyes had already turned black, and he stopped when he saw the skull quietly a distance away from him, and his ears buzzed, and he felt that his whole body was dispersing as if it were a fine dust.

The wind calmed down, and the skull sat quietly, and did not approach Lu Xici, nor did it move, just stood so stiffly and straight, looking up at the moonlight.

Lu Xici's eyes widened in horror, her hands and feet had long been unconscious, cold sweat fell drop by drop, she looked at the posture of the skull like this, as if she was waiting for someone, and she felt faintly uneasy in her heart.

Time passed minute by minute, and Lu Xici had never felt so long.

Outside, the crows outside the dead trees cried one after another, and there was a slight sound of footsteps, one shallow and one heavy.

There was a man with a smile on his face walking straight towards this side,

Obviously he had his eyes closed, but he walked straight in this direction as if he was making a road.

The skull was in a happy mood, and when the sharp hairpin pierced the person's neck, there was a cracking sound.

"Plop puff puff. ”

The man seemed to instinctively get up in pain, but for some reason he fell into a dream again, and accepted it calmly with a smile on his face, and a large amount of blood spurted out and splashed into the soil.

However, the knife was so fierce and accurate that the man did not struggle for a moment before he fell.

Lu Xici stood on the side, his fast-beating heart as if it was about to split in half.

The skull stepped straight on the man's face, and with a sneer, Lu Xici seemed to hear the sound of his eyes exploding.

Lu Xici's heart was shocked, the six gods had no master, his scalp was numb, goosebumps surged up layer by layer, and he couldn't help but turn his face away, but because of this slight move, the skull was stunned.

The skull spun the hairpin in his hand around and looked ahead.

There, someone walked slowly.

Like the same person, with his eyes closed and smiling.

"Kill him. A voice suddenly came from Lu Xici's head, and her whole thoughts suddenly became confused, and her eyes gradually became dull and lost their light.

Lu Xici didn't even know what was going on, and with instinct trembling, he picked up the hairpin that the skull threw on the ground.

There was a gust of wind blowing, and there was a sticky smell in the air, which lingered.

She half-knelt in the horrific pool of blood, holding the blood-stained hairpin in one hand, and gently resting the other hand on the seemingly familiar face, watching the man swallow her breath before slowly getting up.

Lu Xici could even clearly see that "himself" at this time seemed to be expressionless, and even, too calm.

Lu Xici felt that there were thousands of catties pressing on his chest, and something in his head burst and shattered.