It was about four o'clock in the morning.

The wind stopped, but the snow did not, and even in the middle of the night, there were snow-sweepers who came to clear the rising snowdrifts on the streets, as if the snow was about to trample the majestic city under its feet.

Yuan Mansion.

What happened in the city tonight didn't seem to affect this family of Jiangmen, which had been passed down for hundreds of years, but if you looked at it from the sky, you could find that the guards who came and went were much stricter than usual, and there were hardly any gaps left in patrolling.

The courtyard of the third prince of Yuan.

Inside the house.

Behind a silk screen depicting a beautiful woman admiring the moon, green smoke curled up, and in a bath bucket made of fine wood, Yuan Qianjun closed his eyes, his hands spread out on the edge of the barrel, and there were pretty little maids on the left and right gently rubbing his slender fingers, and from time to time he would apply ointment to the hands of the third prince.

It's cold, and your hands are dry.

In front of the screen, there was also a maid singing a small song, her gentle tone was like holding a white feather to disturb her heart, a little itchy, some comfortable, some aftertaste.

After a short while, the sound of rushing water sounded.

Yuan Qianjun got up, and his own maid took a wide white robe made of silk and put it on for him, his long black and bright hair was tied with a crown, and the green jade hairpin passed through the hair, and he paced to the front yard house. Comparable to the area of the palace, a bronze fire tripod in the center is not burned vigorously, but only adds a slight warmth.

Sitting on the soft collapse, two maids with graceful postures and a touching charm between a smile and a smile walked forward and knelt down. The rather tight-fitting clothing outlines the peach-like body with a bit of charm, showing the infinite beauty of the world.

The white part of the neck is faintly exposed, rich as jade, undulating.

It's really the figure of the next work.。

They gently circled the incense burner in their hands around Yuan Sangongzi on both sides, and the pure and elegant fragrance quietly attached to the white robe. Then the two maids made a blessing and retreated with the night light in their hands.

This is bathing and burning incense.

After the maid left, Yuan Qianjun leaned on the soft collapse, stretched out his slender fingers, only to see a tumbling blood flow at the fingertips, and with a flick of his fingers, the blood flow drew a line and fell into the bronze tripod, and the pure and elegant aroma in the air seemed to be more and more ethereal.

Then I saw that he rarely changed his extravagant style in the past, and flipped through a book in front of the case. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then disappeared in an instant, he raised his head slightly, his expression was a little surprised, and the corners of his lips were slightly furled:

"I didn't expect you to be so brave that you were so bold tonight, and you risked your lives to come. ”

I've been waiting for you for a long time. He thought to himself.

What happened tonight, although the movement was beyond his expectations, was not bad but better, exactly the same trajectory as he envisioned the script.

Under the flickering candlelight, the reflected shadows began to distort and change, the shadows began to distort their eyes, and a shadow like a silkworm cocoon appeared on the white carpet of animal hair.

Silently, the shadow cocoon shattered, and two men in black walked out one after another, one wrapped in black, and the other wearing an ebony demon mask.

"Yo, isn't this a black rope and a nose?" the corners of Yuan Qianjun's mouth outlined a playful arc. "I didn't expect you to come. ”

The former is a black rope, and the latter is a nose, both of which are code names, the same as the arrogant insects. On the other hand, it refers to the name Netherworld itself, which has another meaning, referring to the Netherworld.

"Holy Son...... The pride worm is dead. Ah snorted and said in a deep voice.

Yuan Qianjun chuckled: "I know that such a big movement tonight was all caused by him, and he even released the Yellow Devil, I really think that I didn't die fast enough."

"I don't want to be anywhere here, so I dare to do whatever I want. ”

What he said suddenly made the black rope burst into flames, his eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was not only holding a gun with a stick, but he was simply tearing his face nakedly.

"You still have the face to say that!

"Do you know how many people we have died in order to clean up your mess, and now even the Great Dharma Protector is dead!"

"Hehehe...... Black Rope laughed angrily, and scolded: "Just like you to return the Holy Son?"

"It's ridiculous, I was just a dirty dog with a head and tail back then, and now I still want to stand up like a human being? If it weren't for the fact that the White Bone Sword couldn't be taken out of your body, you wouldn't be able to vent the hatred in my heart if you didn't burn your spiritual light as lamp oil for hundreds of years. ”

"Hahahaha......" Yuan Qianjun laughed insolently, holding his stomach with laughter, and tears fell from his eyes. "You said it yourself, if it weren't for the White Bone Sword in my hand, it's not that I can't take it out, what can you do to me?"

"You ......"

Black Rope gritted his teeth with hatred, suddenly clenched his fists and made a 'crunch' sound, and the scarlet killing intent at the bottom of his eyes gradually surfaced, and he rushed to the crown in anger.

It is a real sense of anger rushing to the crown, and the black hair automatically floats upwards slightly without wind.

He already saw that Yuan Qianjun was not pleasing to the eye, and it could be said that he was extremely dissatisfied, every time he met with Yuan Qianjun, he did not lose the yin and yang in his words, and he was armed with a stick.

What's more, this matter is completely Yuan Qianjun's mistake to be investigated!

If it weren't for the stupid thing that Liang Xishan under his command, would things have been able to turn out like this? They would have already gone back with the Ten Thousand Demon Ding to restore their lives, would they still need to wipe Yuan Qianjun's ass?

One wrong step, one wrong step!

In this way, the black rope can not be angry!

Just when the black rope was about to lose control of his emotions, Ah Bi stopped beside him, and he moved to Yuan Qianjun on tiptoe, and arched his hand and said:

"Holy Son, now that the whereabouts of the Ten Thousand Demon Ding are unknown, and the Great Protector of the Proud Insect has fallen, this price is already heavy, we can't accept any losses, and hope that the Holy Son will return to the Netherworld with us. ”

"Oh?"

Yuan Qianjun chuckled lightly, and said in an incomprehensible tone: "I don't let the third young master of the Yuan family do it, why should I follow you back to the bitter cold land of the Netherworld, there is no wine and beauty!"

He lazily reclined on the white velvet soft floor, and pointed casually, this palace room was full of luxury and nobility.

"As long as I cough lightly, there are countless lovely people who recommend pillow mats, you give me a reason, why should I put the days of fine clothes and jade food, to be a gray squirrel in the sewage ditch. ”

“......”

Ah Na was dumb and speechless.

"Look...... You yourself know the difference between the two, so why bother talking to me?"

"Tut-tut. ”

Yuan Qianjun slammed his mouth, raised his eyes to look at the costumes of the two and shook his head, and the tone of ridicule in his voice was very strong: "Look at what you two are wearing? What is this called?"

"The gap between the phoenix and the pheasant. ”

Before the words fell, I saw that the whole room suddenly stretched out his fingers and couldn't see his five fingers, and the sound of the rope sounded, if it was through the darkness, he could see a dense and immeasurable shadow python surrounding Yuan Qianjun.

Black Rope's figure was half-real and half-virtual, as if he could melt into the darkness at any moment, his eyes turned pitch black, and a crazy killing intent rose from his body.

"Black Rope!"

Ah snorted and shouted, his pupils flashed with scarlet dots, and the criss-crossing scars under the mask were faintly bloody, and the whole person's state was very unstable.

But at this time, he still wanted to have a good talk with Yuan Qianjun and try to avoid unnecessary conflicts. Although his temperament is somehow more crazy and tyrannical than on the black rope.

But one thing he has is that when he is calm, he knows the current affairs, and he knows how to advance and retreat. This is also the reason why among the two, Ah Nose is the main one.

Of course, the most important reason is......

Now in Yuan's mansion, there are countless doormen, guards, and hidden masters, they can find a way to sneak in, but if they start rashly with Yuan Qianjun, I am afraid that they will leave their lives in the party.

If anything has anything to do with life, then you must be cautious!

Therefore, even though Ah Bi had a lot of dissatisfaction in his heart, he still forcibly pressed the angry emotion, which can be called knowing the reason, and said slowly with emotion:

"Now it is the stronghold of the religion, the Red Garden Building.

"Completely exposed under the nose of the Spiegel Division, even the Si Tianjian Public Opinion and Ghost Department has intervened, and it is difficult for us to continue to stay in the party. ”

When it came to the ghost department, Ah Bi's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of disgust and fear.

As one of the departments of the intelligence agency, the ghost is simply the face of Si Tianjian's signboard, as if there is no one or thing in this land, which they don't know or find.

In fact, most of the rules of action of the Si Tianjian are basically provided by the Ministry of Public Opinion and the transmission of information, and it is the Jingsu Department that is really responsible for doing it.

This is the reason why whenever it is necessary to pass on information, the members of the Ghost Tribes will often show up, but when it comes to battle, they will all shrink back, and the reason why they give the world such an illusion is because they don't know how to distinguish the masks on their faces.

"That Jiang Ru is not dead...... And he also robbed Qiongdan, which means that the Spiegel Division must have found Liang Xishan along this line, and he didn't think that you were staying here, and you didn't need the Spiegel Division to come, can your eldest brother, second brother, and even Yuan Fulong let you go?"

Ah Bi said slowly.

It's just that when he saw the expression on Yuan Qianjun's face, he suddenly frowned.

"Tsk-"

As soon as Yuan Fulong was mentioned, Yuan Qianjun seemed to have lost his fun, his body slowly straightened, raised his eyes to look at the two of them, and sneered: "Sure enough...... It's all a bunch of idiots. ”

He stood up, smeared a smear of blood on the black painting wall, and then it was as if someone was holding a blood-red eraser, and the smell of blood was extremely thick.

Blood.

A boundless sea of blood.

Countless unjust ghosts floated in the sea of blood, sharp and painful howls occurred in their mouths, and the dense miserable white arms grabbed the black rope and Ah Nose one after another.

Black Rope's face was extremely gloomy, he really couldn't beat Yuan Qianjun, but he didn't expect the gap between the two sides to be so huge, the shadow evolved by Qi was constantly being devoured by those vague and hideous demons, and Fang was already defeated as soon as he fought.

I saw a white bone lotus rising from the center, and I saw a white bone sword rising and falling in the lotus canopy, that was the white bone sword in Yuan Qianjun's body!

"Ah Nose, don't do it yet!"

Ah Bi was still thinking about Yuan Qianjun's reaction just now, and he always felt that something was wrong.

That's when it happened.

"What do you think...... Why am I sitting here now?" Yuan Qianjun's indifferent voice sounded in the void. "Because I've never been in the game. ”

Now even the black rope feels wrong.

"What do you mean?"

"Huh...... What do you mean?"

"You did all this?"

"What do you think?"

Yuan Qianjun's voice was very indifferent, like an iceberg for thousands of years, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

He picked this matter very cleanly from beginning to end, no one would suspect his head, and who would know that he was the real shopkeeper behind the scenes of Hongyuan Building.

The Nether Cult knows!

But who would believe it when they say it? How could the third son of a dignified family put aside his great glory and wealth and not enjoy it to join forces with a demon sect that had decayed for hundreds of years.

That's the reality!

In the end, the spearhead of everything will be pointed at the eldest son of the Yuan family, Yuan Qianhong.

This is only the first step of his plan, what he has to do is to let the Yuan family completely collapse, he wants Yuan Fulong, an old immortal, to watch his family fall apart little by little.

At the beginning, since something went wrong in Liang Xishan, he had already begun to lay out for all this!

Thinking that the current situation of himself and the others was actually created by Yuan Qianjun, Ah Nose's nerve collapsed in an instant, and his black and white eyes suddenly turned scarlet, like a boundless blood flowing out of his body.

Bang!

There was a dull loud bang.

This is the collision of the mental power of the two.

"To say a nice thing about calling you the Holy Son, do you really take yourself seriously?"

"Yo, finally no longer called the Holy Son?"

Ah Snort sneered and said something that made Yuan Qianjun's eyebrows frown slightly: "Ten years, it's enough." ”

The next second, he took out a strange small stone arch from his bosom.

Prison Door.

Tear pull~

A blood-colored lightning bolt burst out in the void, slashing down with boundless blood intent.

"Ahh

Two cries of pain rang out at the same time.

Seeing that the sea of blood quickly receded like a low tide, Yuan Qianjun's figure emerged from the void to the real, he knelt on the ground, his handsome cheeks twisted in pain, covered with cold sweat, and his pupils were open to the limit.

He only felt that the spine dragon behind him was churning uncontrollably, as if it was about to break away from his body.

That's right.

His cervical vertebrae are the White Bone Sword!

Ten years ago, he accidentally obtained the white bone sword scattered outside the Ten Thousand Demon Ding, and at that time, this machine spirit wanted to completely break away from the shackles of the body, seize Yuan Qianjun, and occupy the magpie's nest.

It's a pity......

I don't know if this move is against the sky, and the various accidents during the period will not be told one by one. Anyway, when it came to the back, the white bone sword was completely integrated with Yuan Qianjun, and it was integrated in the true sense.

Followed by.

The current [Netherworld Demon Lord] of the Netherworld Sect found this Yuan Qianjun, who was hated at the time, but found that even if he cramped and pulled out his bones, there was no way to extract the white bone sword intact.

It is precisely for this reason that the young Yuan Qianjun became the Holy Son of the Netherworld, and it was with the help of the Netherworld Sect that he rose step by step and began his ten-year career.

Of course, this is on the bright side.

In secret, the two complement each other, and the Netherworld uses the Yuan family's connections and intelligence network, and Yuan Qianjun uses the hands of the Netherworld to cultivate his own forces.

"Hahaha......"

Black Rope let out a maniacal smile from his mouth, and his right hand covered half of his cheek, and the white bones under it were faintly visible, almost completely destroyed.

The blood-colored thunder and lightning that Yuan Qianjun burst out of just now came straight to Ah Bi, and in order to allow Ah Bi to activate the prison door smoothly, he did not hesitate to use his body to block this blow.

"Don't be presumptuous, you bastard. ”

He was still muttering about Yuan Qianjun's deceased mother, offering all kinds of wonderful greetings, and without repeating a word!

The blood flowing from Ah Bi's body took over the part of Yuan Qianjun's blood sea in the blink of an eye, and the fight between the two sides tacitly covered the entire room, so as not to be noticed by others.

He turned the prison door in his hand, staring at Yuan Qianjun's figure constantly howling on the ground, and a wisp of tyrannical killing intent was torn out from the corner of his mouth. Yuan Qianjun's back muscles were high and bulging, and the hideous bone dragon was distinct, and it was extremely terrifying to look at.

Prison Door.

Ten years ago, the Nether Demon Lord had already made preparations for this when he realized that Yuan Qianjun and the White Bone Sword could no longer be separated.

Once activated, Yuan Sangongzi's life was compiled into the fish and meat on the board for slaughter.

Would a demon cult like Netherworld really spend ten years obediently being a hard-working worker?

The answer is, no!

There is no such good thing in the world.

They just wanted to use Yuan Qianjun's body to warm up the White Bone Sword.

Wouldn't this be easier and more convenient than killing a large number of civilians to help the White Bone Sword return to its peak?

It also saves the risk of being hunted down by countless righteous people, which is simply a double win.

"Ahh

Yuan Qianjun let out a terrible scream in his mouth, and the green tendons on his face burst out, which was extremely hideous and terrifying.

The black rope covered the right side of his face, paced in front of Yuan Qianjun, his left face twitched and flashed with a look of happiness, and the shadow under him suddenly extended and turned into a giant python to strangle Yuan Qianjun to death.

He walked up to Yuan Sangongzi, raised his foot, and stepped Yuan Qianjun's handsome cheek.

The soles of the shoes are rolled and crushed.

Syllable~

The fine white jade masonry shattered into a large hole.

He had been looking at this face for a long time, and the sickly pleasure made his face a little red, and his voice was as cold as a poisonous snake's spitting letter: "If you weren't still of some use now, I would have taken your aura out at once, and used it as lamp oil to listen to your miserable howl day and night." ”

Between the words, the shadow python wrapped itself around Yuan Qianjun's body vigorously, his bones made a shattering sound, and Yuan Sangongzi's cries of pain became more and more poignant.

Every movement of the White Bone Sword not only brought him physical pain, but also caused his aura to suffer extreme pain.

Ah Bi, who was not far away, looked at the tyrannical behavior of the black rope, and Yuan Qianjun's screams continued to pour into his ears, making the tyranny in his heart continue to rise, and the prison door in his hand was tinged with a strange scarlet, Yuan Qianjun suddenly couldn't let out any screams, and the extreme pain made his vocal cords rupture directly, and only a silent howl of pain occurred.

The scarlet in his pupils grew thicker and thicker, and even glowed with a slight glow of blood.

"Ahh

Black Rope's hurried voice came.

A hint of clarity flashed in his pupils, and he took off the ebony demon mask, revealing the criss-crossing scars underneath, and took a deep breath of rust-smelling air, constantly meditating in his heart.

The big picture counts.

The big picture counts!

"Black Rope, get out of here first......"

The black rope glanced at Yuan Qianjun twice and said hello, the shadow python dragged Yuan Qianjun up between twists and turns, looking at the pain on the latter's face, infinite pleasure flashed in his heart.

But the wound on the right side of his face, the sharp pain kept beating his nerves like a tide, making the violence in his eyes thicker and thicker.

"Two breaths. ”

After he said a word, he stretched out his palm.

I saw a distorted shadow writhing in the palm of his hand, and then he saw a dagger made of shadows appear in his hand, against Yuan Qianjun's heart, and stabbed into the latter's skin little by little.

Blood.

Stained black dagger in an extremely beautiful way.

Yuan Qianjun's mouth opened to the limit, and the black rope could even see the constantly trembling tonsils, and the more he did this, the more excited he became, and the hand holding the dagger slowly advanced.

It landed on the flesh wall of Yuan Qianjun's heart.

The violently beating heart of "Bang Bang Bang" was transmitted to Black Rope's hand through the shadow dagger, and this incomparably wonderful touch made him feel that it would be better to kill people in this way in the future.

Two breaths.

It's time!

Without a reminder, Black Rope took the initiative to pull out the dagger, and the scarlet blood sprinkled on the white beast hair carpet like a little plum blossom, with a sickly beauty.

Because of this, an impulse suddenly surged in the heart of the black rope, and he actually stretched out his tongue to lick the blood off the dagger's body a little bit, and joked: "It tastes good!"

But see this time.

Yuan Qianjun, who kept screaming miserably from his mouth, suddenly quieted down, and looked at the black rope with a strange and incredible look.

There is only one meaning in the eyes.

You're not a fool, are you?

Ah Bi looked at Yuan Qianjun's calm and stiff cheeks, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

It shouldn't be like this. ’

He raised his eyes to look at the black rope, only to see that the Qi on the latter's body and the shadow python tied to Yuan Qianjun's body began to fade away, and a little black ash filled the air, and the shadow at his feet began to return to normal.

"Ho-ho-ho-ho-"

The black rope clutched his throat and let out a strange scream, the left side of his face turned purple and black in the blink of an eye, and the blood flowing from the wound was no longer bright red.

He was poisoned.

Highly toxic!

"Hahahaha......"

"It's funny, it's funny. ”

"Hahahaha......"

There was a burst of hilarious laughter in Ah Bi's ears, and the laughter was out of breath.

"Ouch...... Ouch, how can there be such an elm man. ”

Only then did he realize that something was wrong with the space around him, and when he turned his head to look around, he found that the expression on Yuan Qianjun's face standing in front of the black rope was as stiff as a corpse, and the laughter did not come out of his mouth at all.

It's just that......

As the continuous laughter in the void came, the stiff cheeks of "Yuan Qianjun" seemed to gradually evoke a touch of ridicule.

"Something is wrong...... Something is wrong......"

Ah Bi turned his head from side to side, looking panicked, at this time, even if he realized what the problem was, there was no way to do anything.

"You're too slow to find out, aren't you?"

"You don't know...... I held back a smile and watched your funny actions, and I didn't know how hard it was to endure it. ”

The world in Ah Nose's eyes seemed to have taken off a layer of blood-colored mist.