"Whew!"

It was the sound of a guard stabbing a peasant woman in the shoulder with a blunt knife at the gate of the villa, cruel and piercing.

"Don't pretend to be holy and steadfast! I see that you usually laugh and make fun with your husband, and even openly entertain yourself in the shack outside, how bewitching and debauched, and today as long as you show half of your usual performance, I will let you live!"

When the guard saw a few knives, the peasant woman was covered in blood, and she still refused to give in, and she couldn't help but start to feel a little anxious.

These mountain village guards often pretend to be robbers to kidnap women, and the people of the surrounding villages dare not speak out at all, and this peasant woman is their prey today.

It's just that they didn't expect that even if they used teasing, torture and other means today, the young peasant woman in front of them kept scolding in order to avoid insults.

"Bad luck!" The guards glanced at each other, and finally couldn't help it, and slashed hard, killing the young woman directly, and then muttered: "It seems that we can only wait for Lord An to enjoy themselves, can you leave us some ......"

In this wave, they kidnapped seven women, but this young peasant woman did not meet the requirements of An Haixuan's ghost refining weapon, so they wanted to have some fun, but unfortunately it backfired.

"Whew!"

Just when these guards killed the peasant woman and wanted to throw her body at will, suddenly everyone felt some chills in the back of their necks, as if a cold wind rose sharply.

Only to hear the voice of "sin deserve death", cold and indifferent, like a judgment from hell.

They were amazed to find that the blunt knife in their hands seemed to be pulled by some kind of horror, and flew out, slashed and fell, and stabbed into their own necks.

Then the blunt knife spun around and slashed downward, slicing their hearts out violently!

The heart, liver, and five organs are still hot in their hands, full of blood, but they are already like stormy waves, and their faces are bloodless.

They turned their heads with difficulty, but they saw a cloud-like dragon medal, a young man like the sun and the moon in front of them, standing in front of them.

They said out loud in distraction, "Chu Yunting?"

They were An Haixuan's subordinates, so they naturally knew that Chu Yunting was a waste in the Chu Mansion, but they didn't expect that Chu Yunting would have such a bearing, and he would be angry, and he would whip up thunder and thunder, and have such means!

Then they all staggered to the ground, blood splattered five feet, and they could not be blinded to death.

How is this possible? This is a means of using the soul, at least by entering the middle level of scribes and the second realm of Xiucai!

At this moment, after killing all these servants, Chu Yunting's gaze stayed on the corpse of the young woman from the peasant family, and his eyes sighed slightly.

Listening to the words of these guards just now, you can see that this woman is loyal to her husband, so she does not hide her lust and can be frank and unscrupulous, which is the truth that she can adhere to the festival of death, such a woman, this is precious.

At that moment, Chu Yunting took a piece of silk beside her and put her body together, lifted the gourd wine next to her, slowly poured it on the side, and bowed cautiously to the woman.

Then he shook the blood splashed on the tights, which was already seven points wet, but in this way, the killing intent in his heart was even hotter.

At the same time, his eyes were cold, and he hid his figure and continued to sneak into the villa, because listening to the tone of those people just now, there was more than one woman who was being taken captive.

In front of the attic of Mingying Villa, there are six big tripods, and in front of each big tripod there is a beautiful woman, wearing satin clothes, tied hands behind her back, trembling all over, and being pasted on the edge of the big tripod.

Dading was boiling hot, as if they were refining pills, and these women were scalded to the point that their skin and flesh were open, and they screamed miserably, resounding all around.

And the black air in the big ding, as if there is a certain treasure about to come out of the ding, and the surrounding guards are full of coveting envy.

Steward An got a new ghost weapon from the eldest lady today, and used the death and mourning to plunder countless souls into the Dading, and then used the yin bodies of six women to carry it, and even refined the ghost weapon in one day.

At that time, won't the entire Qixia Mansion have to succumb to An Haixuan's might?

As for these captive women, when Steward An is in a good mood, he will reward them, and they can be ravaged at will, how fast!

At this time, above the attic, An Haixuan poured wine to a man in a white mourning dress, and while listening to the screams of the woman outside, he said: "Lord Ghost, as long as you wait for half a moment, the dead and mourned servants will definitely be able to come back with a large number of souls, and they will definitely be able to meet the needs of adults." ”

The man in the white mourning clothes in front of him is the ghost of the ghost weapon, who has been sealed in the world for thirty years, and once he is unraveled today, he has directly condensed into a human form, which shows that it is not simple, and the dead and mourning sent out in Qixia Mansion today are obviously his doppelgangers.

"If you don't have enough souls, I'll sin against you. The dead ghost said with a smile.

"Don't worry, as long as Qixia Mansion is old, I will do it all, and I will definitely be able to return with a full load. An Haixuan's eyes were evil, and he glanced at the distance.

"Very good, you are so conscientious, when the time comes, I will inevitably devour Jiao Na and Chu Yunting directly, I want to see how angry the Fu Jun and the Dean of the Academy of Literature are. "The dead ghost seems to have an old grudge with the prince and the dean of the Academy of Literature, and at this moment, the voice is cold and cold.

After hearing this, Chu Yunting, who had just come in from the gate and was hiding in the corner, the ignorant karmic fire in his heart suddenly rushed away from the Nine Heavens.

If he hadn't come here at this moment, I'm afraid that in the early hours of tomorrow morning, he and Jiaona wouldn't even know how they died.

At this moment, without hesitation, his soul left his body, and at the same time ingested the blunt blade on his body, and his body was like electricity, and he rushed into the attic.

In the attic, more than a dozen candles flickered, and the moonlight shone into it, but there seemed to be a layer of dark light and shadow, as if it was carrying out a kind of sacrifice.

On the large table in the room, the utensils were gorgeous, but the wine in the wine glass was as red as blood, as if it were human blood.

"What?"

An Haixuan sat on the chair, and when he saw Chu Yunting's soul instantly approaching him, it was menacing, and he couldn't help but be so frightened that his soul burst into flames, and he was extremely flustered, and hurriedly retreated.

But Chu Yunting was taken by surprise, how fast the speed of his soul was, he grabbed it in front of him, used the means of repelling, and slashed the blunt knife, connecting An Haixuan's entire body and the chair together, and the flesh and blood flew together.

He has the body of the emperor's talent, his soul recovers very quickly, better than ordinary talents, and his realm is naturally stronger than An Haixuan, who is just a child's realm, but it is not easy, and it is not easy to make An Haixuan seriously injured at once, prostrate on the ground, unable to move.

But the mourning ghost spirit reacted in time, and instantly recited a certain kind of spell, and the six big tripods outside poured out a cloud of black gas at the same time, and suddenly surrounded Chu Yunting, instantly enveloping the blunt blade in Chu Yunting's hand.

This hand alone shows that his strength and means are not below Chu Yunting.

Then the ghost spirit in mourning clothes said with a smile: "I said what magic weapon you took, it was originally just a blunt blade." ”

He pinched it with his backhand, and the black qi directly melted the blunt blade into countless fragments, and slammed towards Chu Yunting's backhand, like a sky full of pear blossoms, making Chu Yunting unavoidable.

In these thousands of fragments, there is the soul yin qi of the ghost in mourning clothes, once any trace of stabbing Chu Yunting, Chu Yunting's soul will be immediately damaged, and even the soul will be scattered.