[Xue Xiao colleagues] Spring is late

Xue Yang didn't expect this person to be so badly injured. After gloating for a while, he looked left and right, and found that his hands and feet were strung together like a spider's web by a few silver-white lock silks, so weak that he couldn't grab anything at all. .If I kept holding it, in case I encountered some walking corpses along the way and couldn't use my skills, I thought about it for a while, and randomly took off his belt, untied it and tied it on the person's back.

While walking, cursing and swearing, I couldn't help but feel a headache when I thought of those seemingly endless turns that turn here and there. Just thinking about the darkness in front of my eyes, the footsteps stopped, and a large group of things blocking the way appeared out of thin air in front of the stone cave.

Off-white, yellow, mung bean with small eyes, a large fluffy area, with several tall walking corpses standing in the middle.

"Damn it!" Xue Yang took a step back, clenched Jiang disaster, turned his head and scolded, "Song Lan, my mother, I will die here today because of you, and even if I am a ghost, I will kill you Baixue Pavilion again."

The person behind didn't seem to hear, his eyes were dazed and unconscious, Xue Yang couldn't help but stretched out his hand over his shoulder and pushed hard his head that was leaning on his shoulder, Song Lan shook his head, and his head slid down a bit.Xue Yang hit him back and forth several times, and was about to slap him awake. In the blink of an eye, those fluffy things and the walking corpses rushed over together, and their sharp screams kept hitting the stone cave behind them, echoing the howls. It has spread far and wide.

Xue Yang was covered in blood, almost every step was marked with blood. Those cunning weasels kept grabbing and biting his legs, cooperating with several walking corpses swarming up. With a single sword strike, there are bloody corpses.

The smell of blood made those walking corpses even more violent. Xue Yang's arm was bloody and bloody, and even Song Lan who was behind was hit several times, and was almost caught on the ground.

Xue Yang gritted his teeth fiercely, took out the yellow paper from his bosom, dipped it in blood, and drew several fire talismans. With his right hand forming a palm, he used his spiritual power to push forward, and the talismans flew towards the things blocking the way in an instant.There was a moment of looseness in the middle of the road. Xue Yang was about to run forward, and his hands behind his back grabbed Song Lan's neck fiercely. Xue Yang tilted his body, and those hands fell on Song Lan's shoulders. In an instant, his flesh and blood were pierced through, and Song Lan let out a muffled groan. Painfully opened his eyes.

Jiang disaster slid down flexibly, stabbing from under Xue Yang's arm to his back, blood splattered everywhere, flames shot up into the sky behind him, thick smoke billowed, and the burning smell immediately filled the entire tunnel.

Song Lan was already on the verge of death, but his shoulder was pierced again, and the blood flowed all over his back. Xue Yang was very embarrassed. He rescued Song Lan to prove himself, not to use him as a shield. After thinking about it, he was afraid that there would be someone blocking the way ahead, or someone would sneak up on him from behind. It would be bad if someone died, so he had no choice but to turn Song Lan over from his back.

His body was wet, it was all wet and sticky liquid that had been soaked in the cocoon, just now the situation was urgent and there was no time to think about it, now I felt disgusted as soon as I put it down, Xue Yang kicked him, and took off his coat without the belt Pulled it off and threw it aside, and then hugged him into his arms again.

Carrying people and walking towards those dizzy tunnels was exhausting, and finally saw a little light not far away, Xue Yang took a deep breath, and rushed forward a short distance, only then did he feel that his arms were terribly numb.I wanted to lower my head to see if Song Lan was dead, but seeing it was terrible, I saw Song Lan's tears streaming down her cheeks one after another.

Xue Yang was taken aback, and immediately laughed mercilessly: "I found out that you like to cry before, but I didn't expect you to still be like this now, haha... Song Lan, you are too fucking funny."

Song Lan couldn't speak, his eyes were red and swollen, and he was in severe pain everywhere. His swordsmanship is superb, and his spiritual power is not weak. Since he came out of Baixue Pavilion, he has not suffered any injuries. He is pitiful and ashamed. After being ridiculed by Xue Yang, he turned his head sideways and cried even more happily.

However, Xue Yang had fun in his bitterness, and ran a few steps along the entrance of the tunnel with someone in his arms, then joked, "Don't you have a cleanliness? Can you be cured this time? Are you disgusting and want to strangle yourself to death? Tsk tsk, When I get you out and meet Xiao Xingchen, I call everyone out to see how our arrogant gentleman is disheveled, wet and half-covered, looks like he is being bullied It's been a poor time."

"Fuck, Song Lan, you're so funny." Xue Yang may have been exhausted, so he could only focus on Song Lan, laughing all the way: "What's the use of you being so tall? Heavy If you want to die, you have to be rescued if you come out to save people, I can laugh at this joke for ten years."

Song Lan's brows were frowned into knots, and she almost fainted again from being shaken by him. She forcefully opened her eyelids, and when she saw him finish cursing, she gasped and said, "Xue Yang, how dare you insult people."

Xue Yang snorted and ignored him. In his long-standing consciousness, Song Lan was still that unsightly murderous corpse who told him to go east and dare not go west. No matter how long it takes, the vicious corpse that chops wood makes him disgusted. Who would have thought that one day he would hold it in his arms, for fear of being killed by other walking corpses.

He was so aggrieved that he sped up his feet a little bit, and he was about to leave the tunnel. The sound of booming and heavy objects collapsing behind him was louder and louder. When he turned his head, there was smoke everywhere behind him, and the stone walls collapsed one after another. The mountain is shaking and shaking.

Xue Yang was so shaken that he almost fell, and Song Lan was almost thrown out by him too. He froze, twisted his body and quickly flew out towards the tunnel entrance. Just as his feet stabilized, there was a whistling sound of wind on his back. The sword cuts through the skin like flesh.

With a sound of 'poof', Xue Yang fell forward and half knelt on the ground, spitting out a big mouthful of blood, Song Lan was also thrown on the ground by him, the sword light flickered behind him, like frost falling on everything, and there was a dead silence, Song Lan turned over on the ground Standing tall, his eyes widened: "Xingchen stop! He is Xue Yang!"

Shuanghua fell to the ground.

Xiao Xingchen stepped back a few steps, his face was pale, he couldn't believe it, his lips parted several times, his voice trembling: "Zichen?"

Song Lan's hands and feet were weak, she sprawled on the ground and raised her head to look in Xue Yang's direction. It took her a long time to speak again: "The one you saw is fake...I was arrested at the inn, it was Xue Yang. Yang saved me."

Xiao Xingchen's face turned paler, his whole body trembled, his eyes fixed on Xue Yang's blood-dripping body, with a sword on his arm, a sword on his chest, a sword on his waist, and a sword on his back. Almost soaked the whole body, and these!All thanks to myself!

His eyes were about to crack, he had an unbearable headache, his eyes were so red that they almost dripped blood, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and he was shaking like chaff.

"what......!"

Xiao Xingchen backed up with his head in his arms, and fell heavily in a corner, with mottled tears streaming down his cheeks, helpless and frightened, his heart hurting, he didn't dare to listen, to look, or to think, he couldn't tell what was true and what was false. It is not clear who is right and who is wrong, let alone who is Xue Yang!

Ben regards people as the love of his heart, but how much is this love?Ironic and ridiculous and pathetic!

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." He hugged his head and huddled in the corner in pain, trembling all over his body, his whole head was buried on the wall.

Xue Yang was caught off guard by Xiao Xingchen's appearance. He was startled and in pain. He left the tunnel with a burst of momentum, but his arm was still weak for a long time. Failed to get up from the ground, he saw that Xiao Xingchen was going crazy, he was terrified, he wanted to go to find someone, but in a blur, a handsome man stood between them.

Song Lan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was extremely angry. He swallowed the blood in his mouth, frowned, and shouted: "Xingchen! Kill him!"

Xiao Xingchen raised his head abruptly. The face in front of him was unfamiliar and familiar. Before he could think about it, the man laughed and said, "It tastes good, right? What does it feel like to kill a loved one with your own hands? Breaking down? Why didn't you go crazy? Even though you didn't die , are almost useless.”

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and said to Xue Yang: "Do you hate it in your heart? Didn't you find it here not long ago, and begged me to tell me where my sweetheart is? I almost thought you were the same as those women, they all came to beg for a child , after all, I have hundreds of sons and grandsons, so I’m not afraid to send some more.”

Xue Yang's brows frowned, he thought through the meaning of his words, narrowed his eyes and said: "You are that earth fairy? Are you saying that those women's wombs are not pregnant with children at all? They are not freaks? It's you. Fake ones that came out?"

Song Lan said anxiously: "He's not an immortal at all. You forgot that we went to Dongting Town together and once killed a weasel spirit. He didn't die at the time, so he came here again to bluff."

Xue Yang didn't remember anything from the past, he was only briefly mentioned by Jin Guangyao, after thinking about it for a while, he let out a long sigh, and said to the man: "So those women are actually pregnant with your little weasel. ? You are so disgusting, no wonder you were hunted down by people, you are lucky if you don’t die.” After he finished speaking, his eyes lit up, he scanned the person up and down, and said mockingly: “It turns out that a group of old hags in Qingmei Villa were killed. You were lied to, you thought you were eating May fetuses, but they are all beasts!"

The man sneered: "It's not cheating at all, it's about using each other. I asked them to find someone to absorb spiritual knowledge for me. They are fine. I only gave a few of them to use. They were the ones who lied to me first, let's talk about it. They have eaten so many fetuses in the past, and I have done a good thing."

Xue Yang nodded with disdain on his face: "Then you are really great, you are willing to send your own children and grandchildren to others to eat, and you are not afraid of the smell of others eating them."

With a cold snort, the white shadow flashed over, clawing at Xue Yang with ten fingers and sharp claws. Huang Weasel was so angry that he beat and scolded: "If it weren't for the three of you destroying my cultivation! My body is ruined! I need it You made such a bad plan to absorb spiritual knowledge? You will never give up until you take revenge! Those who died were all caused by you!"

Xue Yang rolled on the spot, kicked Huang Weasel's arm with both legs, and with a wave of those claws, five fingers' paw prints appeared on Xue Yang's shoulder. He gritted his teeth angrily, and Jiang Mi scraped across the ground. Just as he was about to stab hard, a white light hit his face In a flash, Shuanghua Lizhu hurriedly chased after him, flying up in the air and falling again and again.

Hearing sharp and painful cries one after another as the cold sword shuttled, blood dripped continuously in mid-air, fragments of clothes and broken muscles and bones fell all over the ground.Xue Yang turned his head to look, but saw Xiao Xingchen's pale face was full of fear, using his spiritual power to hold the sword in the air, like ten thousand swords unleashed, blood rained all over the ground, and when the screaming gradually stopped, he realized that the yellow weasel spirit He shaved off his flesh and blood, stripped his tendons and stripped his skin to death without a whole body!

A hundred years of practice has finally come to an end, and it has vanished into nothingness!

Xue Yang leaned on his sword and stood up, looking directly at Xiao Xingchen. Unexpectedly, Xiao Xingchen retreated step by step, his eyes dodged and he dared not face him. At this moment, the rubble rolled, the house gradually sank, and hot air gushed out from the tunnel. Out, straight to the apse, licking the tongue of fire, the huge beam fell, Xue Yang leaped and pushed towards Xiao Xingchen, he was fast and anxious, as if exhausting all the strength in his body.Xiao Xingchen was pushed vigorously by him, and his body flew backwards, slamming into the front hall and knocking out of the door, "Xue Yang" who exclaimed, was submerged in the billowing smoke and disappeared without a trace.