"Want to die, how can it be so easy?"

Silently flipped out a black paper talisman between his hands, and said with a strange look: "Do you know why our puppets in Sanssouci Valley have spirituality?"

Wei Jian was silent, and continued to smile silently: "Because those puppets are all refined from living people, and they all retain part of their spiritual intelligence, they all have their own consciousness, but they are forced to do things that backfire, think about the taste of pain...... Tsk......"

Licking his tongue silently and fancifully, some sparkle finally appeared in Wei Jiao's eyes: "You...... Unworthy of a man!"

Of course, after I refine you into a puppet, you won't even be able to become a ghost!"

After finishing speaking, his silent expression suddenly changed, he bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of essence blood sprayed on the black paper talisman, and the paper talisman suddenly ignited a black flame.

"Sheng'er, you come with me!" At the last moment, outside the secret room, he suddenly remembered the voice of the Worry-free Ancestor's call, his silent brows twisted into pimples, his eyes glanced out fiercely, and he stretched out coldly.

"Hmph, I'll let you live a little longer!" Silently kicked Wei Jian viciously, turned around and came to the door.

"Huh...... Your life is very painful, isn't it?" Wei Jian pressed his face against the wall, rubbing the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"What did you say?" silently turned his head suddenly, looking at Wei Jian like a demon.

Wei Jian met his gaze and suddenly smiled happily: "People who like to see other people's pain often have a painful life, you ...... It's painful, isn't it?"

The corners of his silent mouth twitched a few times unnaturally, and the unprovoked anger in his eyes seemed to burn his reason to the ground.

"Sheng'er!" Worry-free Old Ancestor's voice came again, like a basin of cold water extinguishing the flame in Silent Eyes, he shivered unconsciously, quickly pushed the door out, and the moment he closed the door, he clearly saw the corner of Wei Jiao's mouth through the crack, the very ironic smile.

............

"Black Feather!"

After Yu Sheng repeatedly confirmed that the Worry-free Ancestor was gone, he called out, and the little guy immediately jumped from his hair to his shoulder, and then jumped to the top of his head, without his command, his mouth spat out black flames, and those seemingly strange ropes melted like water after touching the black fire.

"It's hard work!" Yu Sheng patted Black Feather's head, moved his hands and feet, and was about to pull his legs away, when the corner of his eye couldn't help but glance at the coffin beside him.

"Hehe, I'll leave you a surprise......"

Yu Sheng said, his index finger swiped lightly in the air, and the gourd on his waist immediately gushed out a puddle of sake, twisting into a figure exactly like him, and even the rope on his body was the same.

After doing this, Yu Sheng said a few more words to the black feather, the little guy suddenly yawned, a dark flame erupted from his mouth, Yu Sheng's eyes were quick, and he quickly rubbed it on the flame, and soon a Daigo bead that did not know how powerful appeared in his hand, and was gently thrown by it, and merged into the fake body.

Yusheng really has no sense of direction, but he has never fought alone, but unfortunately he only understood this not long ago, every grass and tree in this heaven and earth is his help, in fact, it is not limited to grass and trees, the more he understands the trend of heaven and earth, the more he has a feeling, feeling that everything has its sound, and occasionally in a trance, he can even hear the whispering of the wind......

With the help of the sound of plants and trees, Yu Sheng quickly found the place where Wei Jian was imprisoned, and after easily breaking the ban outside, Yu Sheng pushed the door in, but the scene in front of him made his eyelids jump wildly.

Wei Jian has already become a bloody person, there is no intact place on his body, this is only a skin injury, after the divine sense swept over, he found that the bones of the other party's body were broken, and those ropes had already been pierced into the flesh, and even hovered above his Qi Sea Jindan!

Yu Sheng was a person who had tried extreme physical pain, and naturally understood that this kind of pain was by no means tolerable for ordinary monks, especially when he was awake all the time.

"Huh...... Brother Yu, you're really slow......" Wei Jian raised his eyelids, and a hearty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yu Sheng dodged and came to the other party's side, Hei Yu untied the rope for the other party like a concoction, Wei Jian stumbled to the ground, but Yu Sheng didn't reach out to help him.

"Have you such a friend?" Wei Jian bowed up with difficulty and said dissatisfiedly.

"You know I'm coming?" Yu Sheng said in response.

Wei Jian put one hand on Yu Sheng's shoulder, smiled and said, "I don't know." ”

"Then why are you ......?"

"I just believe in you!"

"Believe I can avenge you?" Yusheng staggered the other party's palm without missing a trace, walked to the corner and squatted, pulled out a weed in the corner, and was silent for a long time.

Wei Jian was stunned, his eyes suddenly became a little unnatural, and he said stupidly: "You don't want to report for me?"

Yu Sheng turned around and looked at the other party with a serious gaze: "I don't help you because Yu never helps the dead!"

"But I'm not dead yet!" Wei Jian replied subconsciously.

Yu Sheng stepped forward and suddenly smiled: "Since you are not dead, why don't you take revenge yourself?" As he spoke, he stretched out his palm in front of the other party's eyes, and it was the weed lying in his palm.

Wei Jian looked at the weeds in front of him in a daze, and a trace of vitality gradually ignited in his death-like eyes, and the vitality became more and more vigorous, and finally burned into flames, he stared at the weeds in Yusheng's palm with blazing eyes, and grabbed it into his hand.

"Poof!"

Wei Jian knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Yusheng without saying anything, and slowly got up under Yusheng's surprised gaze: "This worship is to thank you for your regeneration!"

Yu Sheng smiled dumbly, and said with a little disappointment: "Your worship is really worth your life......

"Wei's life is not so cheap! Don't worry, I always owe you this life!" Wei Jian said with grinning teeth, and then said: "Let's go!

Yusheng's expression was Lingling, and he took Wei Jian to seize the door, and the speed was so fast that a few breaths of kung fu had escaped out of Sanssouci Valley.

And in a certain room in Sanssouci Valley, Sanssouci Ancestor and Silent were still arguing.

"You really don't know that kid is a mortal?" Worry-free Ancestor stared at the silent who was kneeling on the ground with sharp eyes, the silence at this time, how could he still have the unruly appearance of his usual days, and the cold sweat had already wet his robe.

"The child really doesn't know!" said silently, gritting his teeth, and if he looked closely, he would see that the blood vessels on the back of his hands protruded, and there seemed to be tiny worms shuttling back and forth under his skin.

The Worry-Free Old Ancestor snorted coldly, his eyes lit up with a substantial light, and his face distorted: "It seems that the old man was too merciful to you when he came in, I'm afraid you forgot the rules!"

As the Worry-Free Ancestor spoke, his fat fingers pinched his fingers, and silently suddenly showed an indescribable look of fear, and crawled to the other party's feet and begged for mercy.

At this moment, a person suddenly broke in outside the door, this person's expression was wooden, his eyes were smart, and he said a few words to the worry-free ancestor, and the worry-free ancestor stood up with a "rub", trembling all over, and his eyes were very amazing.

Looking at each other silently and inexplicably, the worry-free ancestor calmed down for a while, returned to his seat, and very amiably helped the silent up, and said bitterly: "Sheng'er, you must know that the old man is so strict with you, it is all for your good, there is one thing, in the cultivation realm, without strength, you can only let others slaughter ......"

Hearing these words silently, as if he had changed people, he got up from the ground unhurriedly, dusted off his body, and put on an unruly appearance again: "Old man, what's the matter?

Worry-free Old Ancestor didn't feel the slightest annoyance, but nodded with great satisfaction, whispering to the other party, until he silently turned into a shadow and left, he restrained the smile on his face.

"It's time for the effect of the Mind Eater to arrive...... Well, after doing this, let you stay by my side forever......" Worry-free Old Ancestor said, the corner of his mouth suddenly showed a strange smile, he touched his waist, his expression was suddenly stunned, and he hurriedly looked down to check, and saw that his waist was empty, and his whole face instantly turned the color of pig liver.

"Brother Yu, what are you waiting for?" Outside Sanssouci Valley, Wei Jian asked anxiously, his head sticking out of the hidden stone from time to time, and his expression was extremely nervous.

"I said, Brother Wei, when did you become so happy? Probably because you were scared, right?" Yu Sheng leaned on the stone, looking up at the sky, seemingly unhurried, but in fact observing the movement in the distance.

Wei Jian was speechless, and his face that had just been cleaned up instantly turned red, and suddenly, a green shadow flew from the side.

"Who?!" Wei Jian was shocked, but Yu Sheng's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his palm in great surprise, and a green "Qiankun bag" appeared in his hand.

"This ...... Isn't this your Qiankun bag?!" Wei Jian glared, looking at the mustard grass with great curiosity, completely forgetting his previous nervousness.

"Hehe, this is no ordinary Qiankun bag......"

Yu Sheng smiled mysteriously, only to see the mustard grass open its big mouth, spit out a golden Qiankun bag from its mouth, and then jumped and jumped on Yu Sheng's body, as if asking for credit.

Yu Sheng looked at the Qiankun bag in his palm and seemed to be a little familiar, and suddenly thought of a hurried glance in the secret room, how similar is this Qiankun bag to the one on the waist of the worry-free ancestor?!

"Could it be ......?!" Yu Sheng grabbed the mustard grass that was jumping, and his face was extremely ugly: "You kid stole that old monster's Qiankun bag?!"

Wei Jian really looked at Yu Sheng like a monster, he had never seen a monk speak to his Qiankun bag, but this was not like an ordinary "Qiankun bag"...... What made his jaw drop even more was that the "Qiankun Bag" actually nodded thoughtfully, to say that he was just curious before, but now there is only shock left.

"Brother Yu is really a strange person!" Wei Jian thought for a long time before he came up with a word to describe it.