This night, the moon was bright and the stars were thin, and the Howling Sword Villa was still dead silent, and there was only one tent outside the village, but there was no light. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Sand... Sand..."In the ruined sword roaring hall, there was the sound of feet stepping on the gravel, and a figure paced out, walking in the moonlight.

"Are you all gone?" the man asked, standing still, looking out toward the open space.

"Yes!" came a reply from the shadows.

"Is Wan'er gone too?" The man had an old face, but he looked concerned, and by the moonlight, he could vaguely identify that this person was Qin Yiyang, the owner of the "unfortunate death" of Xiaojian Villa.

"The wind spirit has accompanied her back to the main door Anxi rudder!" The person who replied also walked under the moonlight, and it was the head of the Jing Dao who was in charge.

"Anxi rudder, this time the sword is broken, but your Jing Sword is getting brighter and brighter, and it is stretching longer and longer!" Qin Yiyang said angrily.

"Thank you big brother for conceding!" Feng is not ashamed of it, but enjoys it very much.

"Why did you come to me?" Qin Yiyang's expression was gloomy, as if he was disturbed.

"Visiting tonight is to congratulate the eldest brother!" Feng Buyuan suddenly showed joy.

"Hmph... Hmph..."Qin Yiyang sneered, didn't say anything, just looked meaningfully, and waited for him to put the medicine in the gourd in front of him.

"Does the eldest brother have the wish to revive the Howling Sword Villa?" Feng turned a blind eye to it, testing Qin Yiyang's seven inches.

"Revival?" Qin Yiyang's eyes flashed, and he sneered: "Is Brother Feng talking about a dream?"

"Eh--how dare Feng make such a joke with his eldest brother! A few days ago, I saw Qin Xiaomiao from Gansu, Henan, and Sichuan, and they all agreed to this!"

"Qin Jian is sluggish, Xiao Jian is reckless, and Miao Jian is frivolous, these three things that are not a weapon will ruin the reputation of my Xiaojian Villa! There is also a Hubei Yi Sword is acceptable, what does Qi Zhiyan say?" Qin Yiyang's face was disapproving, but his heart was already a little moved.

"The eldest brother really has a unique vision, it is this Mi Zhiyan who is cold and arrogant, and he doesn't take Feng in his eyes!"

"Even so, when it comes to reviving the Howling Sword Villa, is it the head of the wind who personally went out to do it?" Qin Yiyang was hopeless in his heart, regretting that he had believed in Feng's vain words.

"What, isn't the little brother worthy?" said Feng Buyi's tone gradually hardened.

"You love what you like, what can I do!" Qin Yiyang retreated, looking indifferent.

"How is my eldest brother doing lately?" Feng Buyuan suddenly changed his words and said with a meaningful smile.

"Take the antidote, it's naturally fine!" Qin Yiyang thought of the lingering nightmare on his body, and he didn't feel a little jealous of the wind.

"Hehe, but the eldest brother has been very old recently, even if this is the case, don't practice too hard!" Feng Bu looked at Qin Yiyang's face full of wrinkles, like an old man.

"Huh?" Qin Yiyang didn't know what to do, and his face was puzzled.

"Big brother, can you feel that your Adam's apple has been soft recently, your voice is shrill and thin, and your lower body occasionally feels a pain in your lower body?" Feng Bufu's eyes were blazing, and he said three symptoms in a row, looking at the muscles on Qin Yiyang's face and jumping three times in a row.

"You... How do you know?" Qin Yiyang heard this, as if he had been hit hard, and his hand pointing at the wind trembled.

"Big brother don't need to panic, it's a trivial matter, there is a soul dwelling pill here, take it, and you will be able to achieve it in a few days!"

The antidote that he had been thinking about on weekdays was close at hand, but Qin Yiyang didn't dare to take it, as if what he had in his hand was a highly poisonous thing that was enough to turn him into a ball of pus and blood.

"What is the origin of this Soul Staying Pill?" Qin Yiyang asked as he looked at the Pill with worry and fear on his face.

"Why should the eldest brother have a gap in his heart with the younger brother, this elixir is a peerless good thing, but it doesn't hurt to use it!" Feng Bu said in vain, taking two more steps forward.

Qin Yiyang still didn't move his steps, and looked at the wind in disbelief. The wind smiled helplessly and slowly retreated into the darkness. Qin Yiyang's heart trembled, and he was thinking about how to deal with it, but he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck. This coldness is not the same as the coolness in the night, and it contains a yin and evil atmosphere. Qin Yiyang knew that it was not good, so he used the strength of his life to dodge. In a flash, he changed five body techniques in a row, jumped out of five directions, and the back of his neck was not relieved at all.

"That's it!" Qin Yiyang was tired of this kind of cat-and-mouse play, and turned to face the wind, but there was no one behind him.

"It's... It's really a ghost..."Qin Yiyang sincerely sighed that he was interrupted by a person before it was over.

"The eldest brother's body is really like the wind and lightning, but this moon is light and clear, why is it so?" The wind appeared under the moonlight again, and asked suspiciously.

"You..." Qin Yiyang trembled angrily, and said angrily: "It's too much of a deception!"

"Haha..."The wind smiled proudly, his footsteps did not alternate, but he floated in front of Qin Yiyang like a soul, his five fingers opened, and the palm of his hand was still the soul dwelling pill.

Qin Yiyang took a deep breath, took the Soul Resident Pill in his hand, and was about to swallow it. Just when Danmaru was about to disappear into his mouth, he saw his wrist reversed and his index finger popped out, and Danmaru was like a slingshot projectile, shooting towards the wind that was only one step away.

"Alas!" the wind bypassed behind Qin Yiyang like a show of skill, leaving a light sigh, as if he was angry. The pill somehow came into his hand again, but when he saw his hands folded and turned in reverse, the red mist spread out a little bit on the edge of his palm, and then looked at the separation of his palms, the red mist did not drift away, but followed the provocation of the two fingers in the middle of his right hand, as if he had eyes, and pounced on Qin Yiyang's mouth and nose. Qin Yiyang didn't dare to be careless, and was about to charge up his strength to disperse with the palm wind, but the acupuncture points in front of and behind him were sealed one after another, and his body froze in place, "serving" this Soul Resident Pill that had become powder.

"Big brother, since you have reached such a situation, there is no turning back. It's better to be a demon than a demon if you don't have a human or a ghost!" The wind blew lightly, unraveled Qin Yiyang's acupoint, looked at the cold moon and sighed.

"If you want to become a demon, you will become a demon, and I, Qin Yiyang, don't live like this!" Qin Yiyang felt that he had suffered a lot of shame tonight, and the idea of committing suicide moved in his heart, and he took out his palm like a knife and inserted it into his heart. With a "bang", Qin Yiyang's palm was inserted into the masonry, and suddenly the dust and mist flew and the rubble was splashed, although it hurt his face, but he was frightened in his heart, but it was far less.

"Big brother, it's easiest to go here, but what about Wan'er, what about the devil?" A few whispers of the wind were like deafening when Qin Yiyang heard it, he pulled out his palm, but he didn't know where to place it.

"After half a moon, come and visit again!"