Brother, this showman

Gu Ren just smiled and said nothing, a burst of white light suddenly ignited on his thin arm, wrapped around it intimately like a spirit snake, making chi chi noises from time to time.

"So what?" Gu Ren's eyes turned cold, and the smile on the corners of his mouth disappeared, like a wolf catching food, with a greedy and irresistible majesty.

Gu Ren raised his arm violently, and the white light on his arm broke away instantly and turned into a long whip. The white light stirred up dust all over the sky, and it was like a broken bamboo, approaching He Huaqiu's face.

He Huaqiu tapped his toes, his body flashed, and he recalled the saber on the ground. He flexibly turned his wrist, and countless sword shadows appeared in the air, trapping the whip in it.

When the two sides were entangled, He Huaqiu staggered suddenly, leaned forward, knelt down on the ground with a plop, the sword in his hand fell to the ground, and his head fell powerlessly on his chest.

Gray eyes looked in surprise at the palm piercing into the chest from behind.

A slender figure walked out from behind He Huaqiu, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Gu... Gu Ren." He Huaqiu shouted out with difficulty, then looked up at the person leaning against the fence, his eyes widened in disbelief.

There were two identical Gu Ren, but the Gu Ren who confronted him had already turned into a green light, and there was no trace to be found.

Gu Ren shook the golden bead that was dragging in his palm, pretending to be a pity: "He Daochang, your golden elixir is gone."

"It's... Nightmare technique?" He Huaqiu's body trembled violently, and a huge hole was broken in his chest.Through the bloody chest, it can be seen that the light inside is slowly dissipating, just like dry crops without water.

His golden elixir is gone, and his spiritual power is like flowing water.

Gu Ren pinched the golden pill and looked at it carefully, touched his chin with one hand, and clicked his tongue: "It's pretty pretty."

"By the way, I almost forgot." Gu Ren paused, his right palm turned into a sharp blade, stabbed He Huaqiu's chest again, and took out Kunlun Yuying.

Before Gu Ren took a closer look, Kunlun Yuying suddenly turned into dust and disappeared with the wind.

"It's a pity." Gu Ren shook his head and sighed, exerting force on his fingertips, the golden core was instantly shattered like a mirror, stepped forward and kicked He Huaqiu to the ground, and smiled, "This is Daoist He's compensation for me lost."

He Huaqiu lay dying on the ground, breathing became more and more difficult, his black eyes were filled with deep hatred, and he stared at Gu Ren.

"Tell me about you, why bother to meddle in your own business?" Gu Ren raised his foot and stepped on He Huaqiu's face, crushing it hard, trying to get the mud from the sole of his foot onto his face, crushing his self-proclaimed face. Contemptuously, he said contemptuously, "It took me a long time to find such a suitable host, and you messed it up just like that."

"What's the use of staring at me? You've lost your spiritual power now, and you're worse than a cripple. I've been with Fang Yi for many years, but you always encourage him to leave me, saying that we are not the same way. You are so ridiculous, Fang Yi Killed someone, I also killed someone, why are we not the same way?"

"You want to uphold justice and save the common people. There are so many people in the world, why do you just stare at Fang Yi? All of today's events are nothing but your own fault!"

He Huaqiu's eyelids drooped, and the scene in front of him gradually became blurred. He couldn't hear Gu Ren's ridicule, insults, and accusations very clearly.

"Fang Yi." He Huaqiu moved his lips and shouted with difficulty, he should take Fang Yi away directly.

"Don't give up yet?" Gu Ren sneered and kicked him in the stomach, "Then I'll let him see you off for the last time."

Gu Ren waved his hand to remove the barrier beside the door, picked up the sword at his feet, weighed it in his hand, and praised: "It's actually a purple weapon, not bad."

Gu Ren brandished his sword and drew wantonly on He Huaqiu's face, with a slight smile on his lips and a relaxed look on his brows, those who didn't know thought he was painting.

He Huaqiu was powerless to dodge, the tingling pain on his skin was calling back his out-of-cage mind, he clenched his teeth desperately, but the painful moan still overflowed.

After a while, Gu Ren dropped the sword in his hand, appreciating his masterpiece contentedly, and nodded with a smile: "I've been unhappy with your face for a long time."

"You said that you have become like this, does Fang Yi still recognize you?"

The scratches on He Huaqiu's face were like the chopping board where the vegetables were chopped, densely packed, criss-crossing, with blood running down his face, which made people feel palpitations.

"Gu Ren!"

Fang Yi's anxious voice came from far to near, echoing infinitely in the dark night.

"Here." Gu Ren turned around and waved at him.

Fang Yi ran forward, his face was as black as charcoal, his hair was blown around by the wind, he looked up and down Gu Ren, he was relieved to see that he was not injured.

"Everyone inside has been cleaned up." Fang Yi wiped off the blood on his hands, frowned and said in a deep voice, "Except for Niu Er, all the brothers are dead."

"There's another one here." Gu Ren turned sideways and kicked He Huaqiu who was next to him, with sarcasm and hatred in his words, "He's the boss of this group!"

"Tell me, what should I do?" Gu Ren looked at He Huaqiu, then at Fang Yi, with a gleam of anticipation flashing across his eyes.

Fang Yi squinted at He Huaqiu, eyes filled with disgust and killing intent, and said in a cold tone, "Divide the body into five horses, or chop it into meat sauce and feed it to the beasts in the mountains."

"Isn't this too simple?" Gu Ren touched his chin, tilted his head and said.

"Isn't this miserable enough?" Fang Yi was taken aback for a moment, "Dead without a whole body."

"I've heard of a witchcraft that cuts off a person's limbs and makes them into a mummy. His soul can't leave, and he will be trapped in it forever, unable to fall into reincarnation." Gu Ren's eyes turned a few times, with a trace of Bewitch. Bewitch.

"But it's just hearsay, it's not certain whether it will work or not."

"it is good."

"Huh?" Gu Ren looked at him in surprise, his fingers trembling slightly, trying his best to restrain the spontaneous excitement and excitement in his heart, and his voice was hoarse.

"Brothers can't die in vain. This matter is caused by me. Let me do it." Fang Yi looked solemn, and looked at He Huaqiu on the ground with killing intent in his eyes. He didn't need to do anything, just because of this His eyes could also delay He Huaqiu Ling a few times.

The little hope that He Huaqiu had left in his heart was gone, his throat seemed to be tightly pinched by a powerful hand, his lips were covered with sticky paste, and he couldn't make a sound.

A mist floated in front of my eyes, and there were many figures, but the gloomy cold light under the blood-stained machete clearly came into view, and the blood seeped into the ground like beads falling on a jade plate.

Under the dim moonlight, the young man was shrouded in dark clouds, and the light hidden in his eyes eventually disappeared, making it hard to find.

And the Taoist priest who was so radiant and full of wind and moon was finally buried in the torrent of time like his mottled water-green gown, covered in dust, like duckweed, letting the wind and rain blow.

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

With the disappearance of the Chen Qing Illustrated Book, Fang Yi in the enchantment suddenly became dazed, and wanted to rush forward frantically, but was bounced back by the enchantment, and fell to the ground, with red eyes, staring at him intently. Looking at He Huaqiu, he clenched his fists and beat the ground: "He Huaqiu! You are talking nonsense! You obviously left! You clearly looked down on me and thought I was a heinous person, so you recruited a bunch of monks to get rid of me !"

The things in the Chen Qing illustrated book were quite different from what Fang Yi knew. How could he accept that He Huaqiu, whom he had hated for more than ten years, did not escape, nor did he inform him, but was killed by himself, and finally turned into a mummy.

He Huaqiu looked at Fang Yi quietly, and his voice was helpless and ethereal, as if it came from nine days away: "The Chen Qing illustrated book will not be fake."

"Fang Yi, from the beginning to the end, I never lied to you. The ones you saw were not monks, but puppets made by Gu Ren using nightmare techniques."

"Lie! You're lying!" Fang Yi beat the ground hard, the veins on his forehead were trembling faintly, his eyes were like knives, and he gouged out He Huaqiu angrily.

A sudden gust of wind blew away Fang Yi's angry roar a few tunes, and even the dissatisfaction and resentment were mixed in the rustling wind.

"Oops!" Ye Wenqing opened his eyes, looked around, except for himself and He Huaqiu, it was an empty space, and all the people who were sitting here just now disappeared.

"That Sect Master Mei just now." He Huaqiu looked at the ropes on the circular target that were cut by sharp knives in astonishment. Mei Yougan had already disappeared. .”

"I'm really blind!" Ye Wenqing scolded in a low voice, "The King of Hades is so hard to deal with the brat."

"Don't sleep!" Ye Wenqing summoned the Red Feather Fire Phoenix, ignored its complaints, tapped the tip of its mouth, and said anxiously, "My junior brother and the others are missing, find them for me quickly!"

Akabane Huofeng realized the seriousness of the situation, and didn't talk to him, trying to widen her sleepy eyes and nod repeatedly.

I saw it singing with its neck stretched out, its whole body glowing red, its body size was nearly a hundred times larger than usual, and its feathers scorching like fireworks could hardly conceal its brilliance even in the night.

The red-feathered fire phoenix spreads its wings and soars, illuminating the long night like a shining pearl.Wherever it passed, it was like daytime, and passers-by stopped and marveled when they saw it.

Ye Wenqing didn't dare to wait any longer, and released Lingdie to continue tracking Feng Lianchen and the others.

"He Daoist, does my junior brother also have Kunlun Yuying in his body?"

After finishing a series of arrangements, Ye Wenqing woke up like a dream, with a tired look on his brows and dull eyes.

He Huaqiu was stunned for a moment, then nodded.

Ye Wenqing weakly raised his hand to support his forehead, smiled self-deprecatingly, and kicked the stone beside his feet as if venting: "I also threatened to be a competent senior brother, but I didn't even know that there was Kunlun Yuying in him, he said It’s a hidden disease, I still believe it.”

"He doesn't want you to know." He Huaqiu pursed his lips and said lightly.

"This matter was aimed at him from the very beginning." Ye Wenqing lowered his eyes, two nests of indelible shadows were hidden under his slender eyelashes, bit his lower lip, "Is the Kunlun Yuying in his body... opened?"

He Huaqiu pondered for a while, then lowered his head in shame: "I don't know much about Kunlun Yuying, but I saw that the Kunlun Yuying flower in his body has already bloomed eight petals, I'm afraid it's..."

"Didn't you transfer the Kunlun Yuying in Fang Yi's body to your own?" Ye Wenqing's eyes lit up with hope, "He Daozhang, do you have a way..."

"I just hit it by mistake at the time." He Huaqiu lowered his head embarrassingly, wondering, "Kunlun Yuying is the only one who is the elder of the ghost clan, and we only know a little about it."

"Besides, the Kunlun Yuying implantation in Feng Lianchen's body may have been implanted at the time of his birth, and it has already integrated with him. I don't know if Hu Haha implanted it in his body himself. If it is him, then When the Kunlun Yuying in Feng Lianchen's body is fully in full bloom, he will definitely show up again, Young Master Ye needs to be cautious."

Ye Wenqing seemed to be struck by lightning, his feet were a little weak, and he couldn't even stand up.His chest was suddenly pressed by a huge boulder, which made him unable to breathe, and he bent down straight down, his eye sockets were about to burst, excruciating pain.

"Master Ye, Chiyu Huofeng is back."