The ghosts of the good-for-nothing miko

There was boundless darkness all around, and a bolt of lightning cut through the night. Terror and despair were like ghost hands protruding from hell, clamping down hard on the life of the leading man in black robes.

He tripped over the corpse of his companion, fell to the ground, and screamed, because he realized that he had circled back to the original place.

The man in black robe didn't care that the mud mixed with blood and covered his face. He quickly got up and kicked away the corpse on the ground. He held the knife in both hands and shouted at the empty sky:

"Who are you? Don't hide here and there. Come out when you have the ability!"

silence...

There was not even a breath of wind, as if only the pale and strange moon in the sky was responding and mocking him.

I wanted to yell again, but no sound could come out.

Before he fell to the ground, he glanced down from the corner of his eye. A long arrow hit his throat. Blood flowed back from his esophagus into his stomach, flooding the river.

In fact, he could have died long ago.

But the other party seemed to be deliberately playing tricks on them, insisting on making them suffer in this endless terror one by one.

The arrow feathers on the ground exploded one by one as the man died, as if the game was over.

The thick blood mist bloomed as gorgeously as Manzhu Shahua.

"Sir, this is the third batch."

A man also dressed in black robe respectfully handed over a handkerchief.

"There is still no whereabouts of the Qiyuan Mirror?"

The latter hummed softly and dropped the handkerchief to the ground. He immediately knelt down in fear:

"We are fully investigating. All the people involved in Ye Ming that day have been secretly eliminated, so...so..."

"I don't listen to reasons."

"Yes!"

All the people in black robes dispersed.

"Now that you're here, why don't you hide and watch the excitement?"

"Don't dare."

Jiang Chen walked slowly from behind, and carefully picked up the hem of his clothes, while avoiding the broken limbs and broken arms everywhere.

"Such a ruthless act?"

"Ruthless? When Jiang Chen, the shogunate, said this, was it not a joke?"

What he has done recently cannot be compared to these few lives.

Jiang Chen naturally also understood that if Bai Zexuan wanted to reshuffle the Yeming organization, it would be impossible without thunderbolt means.

He put a piece of old wild ginseng into Bai Zexuan's hand:

"Replenish your body, otherwise you will have collapsed before the big thing is done."

This is true. At this moment, Bai Zexuan has lost a lot of weight. He no longer has the aura of the gentle young master in the past. On the contrary, his whole body is filled with a murderous aura, and his eyes are dark and cold. On the contrary, he looks a bit like the wide-open eyes. The murderous Shura fox.

By joining forces with the shogunate, Bai Zexuan had the strength to shake Ye Ming.

"Is she okay?"

Jiang Chen pouted:

"Can't you go take a peek yourself?"

What he said was heartbreaking. Although Bai Zexuan left Sanyuantang, it was his own choice, but the one who benefited and contributed the most was Jiang Chen. But at this moment, knowing that Bai Zexuan couldn't bear it, he didn't dare to look at Lin. Yiyi, he had to say this, he was really a hated guy.

Bai Zexuan didn't care about it. He had killed too many people in recent days. He was exhausted physically and mentally. He didn't let himself stop at all, because as soon as he stopped, his heart hurt horribly. He could only continue like this. Numbing myself.

He really hated Ye Ming, so he would be so cruel. Killing was always the thing he hated the most.

Now, he has become the most disgusting look.

Yes, he has never liked himself.

"drink wine?"

"it's here?"

Jiang Chen looked at the surrounding environment like a mass grave with disgust, and shook his head:

"Let's go, change places."

In the office of the president of Baichuan Trading Company.

Jiang Chen opened several bottles of red wine and whiskey in succession. When he saw Bai Zexuan drinking like water, he was full of surprise:

"Are you drinking better?"

Bai Zexuan's eyes were scarlet, and he roughly opened several buttons of his black shirt collar. He closed his eyes and fell on the sofa, muttering:

"Yeah, I don't know when it will get better. I can't get drunk even if I want to."

Jiang Chen added the red liquid to Bai Zexuan again, twirling the cup in his hand, and a hint of guilt quietly appeared in his eyes.

"Kyuubi and Ghost Car, if you want to move, tell me in advance."

Bai Zexuan nodded and agreed.

This is the person they can't avoid. They have tidied up those side branches and want to dig out the person behind the scenes. Onika is the person they can't avoid. As Kyuubi is a star figure in the demon world, if they want to touch her, the people involved will also be involved. There will be a lot.

Jiang Chen lowered his head and added:

"It won't be long."

He is not a vegetarian. Although the readjustment of the shogunate has made him hide like a tortoise in the past few months, he has still been able to eliminate the debris bit by bit. If he dares to clean up the shogunate, naturally the military forces behind him will also After winning over a lot, Gui Che must have guessed the news that Jiang Chen is still alive by now.

Not knowing what his former adoptive father would look like when he saw him again, Jiang Chen couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Bai Zexuan drank the red liquid in one gulp. There was no more wine in the glass. He raised his eyes and wanted to pour some more, but almost stumbled and fell off the sofa.

"Owner."

As he murmured, tears fell from the corners of his eyes. The next second, he put away his panic expression, sat up straight and said coldly:

"Change back."

Jiang Chen had no choice but to snap his fingers and return to the handsome face with half a mask:

"That day, you spent money at the Dance Conference. I told you that I would give you a five-minute transformation. Are you sure you don't want it?"

After saying this, Bai Zexuan rolled his eyes.

"You are not her, don't make her face look like her."

Jiang Chen agreed and started talking about Lin Yiyi's current situation:

"Okay. She has been ill recently, but don't worry, she's recovered. She went back to school, and for some reason, she suddenly became enlightened and started studying seriously. But that stinky fox kept watching all day Now, the shogunate's crows can't find out more information."

"Yusen is here, I'm relieved."

Jiang Chen also rolled his eyes:

"you sure?"

......

The Spring Festival is the most important festival for human beings.

Bai Zexuan sat in the woods not far away with wine in hand, watching the fireworks in the sky of Sanyuan Hall.

He still comes after all, year after year, although things and people have changed, but as long as he knows that she is there, he always feels at ease in his heart.

However, he couldn't stay too long. After the fireworks fell, he had to leave.

It was all because of the news that Jiang Chen sent him, saying how Lin Yiyi and Yu Sen were happily admiring the moon on the roof, which made him feel uneasy, and why he came here by accident.

His beard has grown a lot, and he is so slovenly. If she saw him, would she dislike him?

After all, he was no longer worthy of Lin Yiyi. However, he wanted to let go, but he couldn't deceive his heart.

This feeling is the most unbearable.

she......

Have you given up on yourself?

Hey......

Letting go is a good thing, right?