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"You... Although Qin Yiyang could already guess the tragic truth, he still couldn't accept the meaning of Feng Bu's words.

"There is a pill here, the eldest brother can take it as much as he wants, to restrain the poison in his body!" Feng Bu sent a scarlet pill in front of Qin Yiyang.

Qin Yiyang took it and swallowed it without the slightest hesitation. At this moment, he has no intention of falling in love with the world, not to mention the antidote, it is a poison, and it is also swallowed.

"Feng has a plan to get the eldest brother away from the crime!" Seeing that Qin Yiyang was in order, Feng Buyi's face eased a little, and a smile appeared.

"I... Already... Already a dead man... Dead!" Qin Yiyang's eyes were glazed, and he looked at the ground fixedly.

"That being the case, the wind is leaving!" the wind did not suddenly look like frost, threw off the sleeves of his robe, and turned to leave.

"I... Where's my Wan'er?" Qin Yiyang suddenly thought of his daughter, hurriedly got up, and searched among the dead people.

"She's not here!" Feng Bu turned around and said calmly.

"They... Why are you here?" Qin Yiyang's legs seemed to be unable to support them anymore and he collapsed to the ground.

"I asked them to come!" Feng stood still, his eyes full of provocation.

Before the words fell, Feng Bu felt a stagnation in his chest, and Qin Yiyang's palm wind was already pressing in front of him.

"Big brother, treat guests like this, it's not polite!" In the Shura Dojo, the wind is still wantonly ridiculing, and the body shape is not slow, and there is a tendency to be the last to come.

"In order to... For what?" Qin Yiyang asked through gritted teeth.

"For you to help me!" Feng Bu had a straight face, not like a joke.

The two of them connected with each other's palms, Qin Yiyang only felt that his left palm was like a dike bursting for thousands of miles, and if his right palm was like a gathering of the four seas, his palm power was completely caught in a cycle.

"Big brother, turn back to the shore!" The wind is not in vain, and he is a little carried away.

"Kill you, I'll turn back!" Qin Yiyang was filled with grief and indignation, and he stubbornly swept away his palms, turned his body, pulled out the soft sword in his waist, and attacked the wind like a storm.

"Long Yun swordsmanship, it's really extraordinary!" The figure of the wind is like a leaf with light feathers, fluttering with the wind, and falling together is just right. Qin Yiyang contemplated the battle, thinking that no matter how bad it was, the martial arts of the two were also between the two of them, but he didn't expect that the current move was approaching, but the sword and sword failed, and after seven moves, he didn't feel impatient in his heart, and his face changed color.

"Big brother, it's useless to fight for a long time, let's listen to what little brother says!" Listening to the tone, it was like the wind was pleading in vain, but looking at the situation, Qin Yiyang was struggling to support it.

Suddenly, Qin Yiyang made a move, but he was on the way, a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "woo wow", and the soft sword was put down, lying on the ground, and his whole body twitched. The wind was not in vain, and before the soft sword landed, he copied it in his hand, and a burst of blood flashed, and there was already an extra ulna in his hand that he didn't know who was on the ground, and he stuffed it in Qin Yiyang's mouth without saying anything. The blood on the ulna dripped in Qin Yiyang's mouth, which seemed to soothe the beast in his body and calm him down a little, taking advantage of this gap, Feng Bu took out a black pill and stuffed it into Qin Yiyang's mouth. In this way, the beast seemed to feel that it was being teased, and it bumped into each other, and Qin Yiyang's soft body on the ground also bounced up and fell from time to time.

Feng Buvain stared at the scene in front of him, his fists couldn't help but clench together, and he was also extremely nervous. Finally, after a few moments, he relaxed. Qin Yiyang stood in front of him again, but his body was stiff, his face was like ashes, and his protruding eyes were like zombies.

"Go, put on this dress and this face!" Qin Yiyang's last consciousness seemed to hear Feng Bu say this.

When Qin Yiyang woke up again, it was already the dawn of the sky. He looked around and saw a strange and familiar room, which must have been there before. He wanted to move his body, but he felt that the breath in his five chapters and six intestines was chaotic, and every exhalation had a pinprick pain, so he could only rest on the ground first. There was a scorched smell from the broken doors and windows, and he struggled to the door, looking through the crooked door panel, the originally thriving Howling Sword Villa had turned into a scorched earth.

It was only at this time that Qin Yiyang remembered the corpses that were full of eyes before, and he was overwhelmed with grief. Recalling that overnight, the family was ruined, and Qin Yiyang fell from the peak to the bottom, almost turning his back. Qin Yiyang tore at the front of his shirt, as if he could breathe freely, and suddenly found that his clothes were not only extremely tattered, but also had traces of fire on them. The cheeks that he had accidentally touched were also very tense and uncomfortable, and he touched his face a few times in confusion, and took off a thick human skin surface, which was full of scars and extremely ugly, and the mere look made people feel terrible.

"Why am I dressed like this, and what did I do?" Qin Yiyang distracted himself from the pain and tortured himself, but he didn't dare to continue thinking about it. People can't be resurrected from death, so he tries to calm his mind, and when his body and inner mood are a little smoother, he begins to look for clues in the house. Looking at the things on the table, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, this is clearly Qin Yuan's residence, where is his person now? Qin Yiyang opened the cupboard, took out a clean shirt, and was about to change clothes, when a piece of letterhead fell out of the torn clothes.

"Don't show your face again, I'll look for you!--Wind." Qin Yiyang read the words on it, and he couldn't figure out what it meant no matter what!

"The situation is unknown, it's better to listen to this guy first!" Thinking of this, Qin Yiyang hurriedly rolled up the clothes and skins together, lifted the futon on Qin Yuan's bed, pressed it at the edge of the wall at the end of the bed, and a square retreated, revealing a three-foot square hole on the bed board, Qin Yiyang jumped into it. The squares exited, and the bed boards were tightly closed.

Qin Yiyang jumped down from the place where he was at this moment.

"Smack!" Qin Yiyang slammed the wine glass on the ground, got up impatiently, sat down again, and finally stood up and paced in the small room. He didn't seem to be able to figure it out after all, but occasionally he seemed to have a clue, and all his thoughts were focused on Feng Buyi's body, thinking about all the ways he could get rid of, but in the end, he was full of jealousy and a wry smile. With nothing to do, he had no choice but to walk towards the inner room.