Yaozun is chasing me to open the screen

This scene seems familiar.

Shuang Jiangnian took a deep breath.

The wolf in front and the tiger in back immediately rushed forward.

"How do you know he won't lift?"

"Go away and I'll come first. You actually slandered Brother Ke Zhi for not doing it!!"

Shuang Jiangnian ran outside the bed and covered their faces with the bed curtain.

He couldn't say that monks of the Ruthless Way had no worldly desires, he couldn't do it himself, so neither could Meng Kezhi!

Help.

"I have a friend who accidentally broke into the hot spring pool in Luanqinjun's back mountain..."

Shuang Jiangnian nonsense made up a story about "a young man stumbles in and discovers a shocking secret".

After the story was told, Le Tao felt like waking up from a dream, wiped away the tears from laughter, and said loudly: "You are lying! I don't believe it!"

Shuang Jiangnian: "Believe it or not is up to you. Anyway, you are a medical practitioner, you will know if you try it."

"It makes sense." Le Tao said affectionately, "I'll try it. If you lie, you won't even want to eat any of the wedding candy we share!"

Shuang Jiangnian: "What if what I said is true?"

Le Taoqing's face darkened: "Then what do I need for wedding candy? I want to let good sisters in the three worlds know that antlers are better than Meng Kezhi!"

The system praised: [Pu Di is ruthless, I like it. ]

After speaking, the boy ran away angrily, not knowing what medicine to prepare.

Yan Hualan was entangled in a cocoon by the bed curtains, with only one head exposed, and asked, "Is what you said true?"

Shuang Jiangnian will no longer be deceived by his pitiful eyes: "Fake. Get up, you collapsed the house, you repair it for me."

Yan Hualan was still laughing foolishly: "If he doesn't lift it, I will. Hehe."

Shuang Jiangnian hit his head with a cigarette stick, and muttered softly: "It's better not to lift it." It hurts so much.

Yan Hualan didn't hear it, and rolled around and said, "I'm entangled in a spider's web, brother save me."

Shuang Jiangnian didn't want to talk to him, but she was afraid that he would burn the bed curtain and buy it again, so she went to untie it.

In the middle of untying, Yan Hualan suddenly grabbed his hand, dragged him down, and then rolled on the ground, the two people were entangled by the spider-like curtain, cutting continuously, and the reasoning was still chaotic.

"...don't make trouble."

Shuang Jiangnian was tied to him, his hands and feet were bound, his clothes were untied, and his fair face was rarely reddened.

Yan Hualan was dumbfounded.

With Wen Xiang nephrite in his arms, he felt a numbness in his chest even though he didn't have any skin-to-skin contact.

"Yan Hualan!" Shuang Jiangnian called him by first and last name, with a stern tone.

A look of shyness flashed across Yan Hualan's face, he got out of the curtain and hugged the beams.

"Brother, don't be afraid! When I finish the task, I will come to help my brother get out of trouble—spider spirit, where are you going?"

When I was a few years old, I still played role-playing games.

Shuang Jiangnian had to lie down and wait for rescue.

"What are you doing on my beam in the middle of the night?"

Yan Hualan: "I counted my fingers and found that someone attacked you at night tonight."

Shuang Jiangnian was amused: "The person who attacked at night was named Yan?"

Yan Hualan repaired the beams of the house and the bed with a big hole, picked up the cocoon, Shuang Jiangnian, and put it on the couch.

"No matter who it is, it should be 'close' protection."

He stretched out his arms and legs, and hugged Shuang Jiangnian like a pillow, planning to fall asleep just like that.

Hot breath blowing on the side of the face, Shuang Jiangnian turned his head: "It's agreed that there will be no physical contact..."

"Did I touch you?" Yan Hualan's eyes were innocent, "No, I only touched the bed curtain."

Shuang Jiangnian: "..."

He didn't want to talk to the brat and started pretending to be asleep.

Yan Hualan rubbed his face against his shoulder: "I'm not happy that you praised Yixue as 'a beautiful person and a kind heart' at the Dan meeting."

Shuang Jiangnian closed her eyes: "Don't pretend to be stupid, you know that I don't get along with her. She wants to hurt Le Tao, and I will not let her have a good time."

Yan Hua was so narrow-minded: "It's not uncommon to fall in love and kill each other."

"You..." Shuang Jiangnian kicked him with the only free calf, "Why do you want to make up your mind that that person has an improper relationship with me? Don't think so much. Did you hear that?"

Yan Hualan's eyes darkened: "I can't think about it, I can't think about it."

I can't think about it, because I care about it, I can't help but think about it.

You can't do it if you don't want to, if you don't want to, brother Anian is so dazzling, one day he will be snatched away if he is not in prison.

The breathing in the ears became even, Yan Hualan slowly stood up and stared at the peaceful sleeping face of the other party.

Brother A Nian always doesn't care about anything, everything is passing by, even if the person beside him is not him, he can still fall asleep.

Unlike him, if you identify a person, you will remember it for a lifetime.

Yan Hualan yawned, and when he raised his hand, his fingertips touched the sharp edge of the dagger.

Behind him, the black-clothed assassin's eyes were tearing apart, and he wanted to scream, but his throat was instantly burned.

"Shh."

Yan Hualan's phoenix eyes slanted, and she made a silent gesture.

He mouthed, "Don't wake up brother."

The dagger was crushed, and the assassin's body was turned into fly ash in the silent emerald flames.

The sleeping dream of Shuang Jiangnian returned to tranquility.

When he woke up in the morning, the bed curtains on his body had long since disappeared, and Yan Hualan was nowhere to be found.

There is only a broken dagger next to the pillow, like a cat catching a mouse and leaving a piece of the mouse's tail to claim credit.

Yuan Shuo is waiting for someone.

In order to avenge Yi Xue, he ordered his last and strongest servant to attack He Liu last night.

It's just that in the middle of the night, there was no sign of the servant returning in victory.

Yuan Shuo became anxious.

A gust of wind blew open the window, he got up and closed the window, and suddenly heard a "thump" behind him.

In the darkness, a bloody human head rolled over.

"Good job." Yuan Shuo thought it was He Liu's head, "I got it back so soon... ahhh!"

It's not He Liu, it's the face of his servant!

Two more human heads rolled over, their faces rotted and blurred, neatly placed together with the first human head.

The head and five sense organs were shifted, and it was obvious that he was facing something extremely terrifying before dying.

Yuan Shuo sat down on the ground, a large piece of his crotch was wet.

"You have the same smell on you."

Yan Hualan walked slowly out of the darkness, dressed in a fine attire.

"It's you?!" Yuan Shuo seemed stunned, "You, don't come here! I am the son of the Yuan family, if you treat me like this, our Yuan family will not let you go!"

Seeing Yan Hualan approaching, Yuan Shuo's eyes flashed fiercely, and in an instant thousands of arrows shot at Yan Hualan like dense rain.

The heavenly magic weapon, Yuan Shuo's last life-saving magic weapon, can deal a fatal blow to the monk Yuanying.

Yan Hualan stretched out his Qingjue fan, and steel blade-like fins spread out from under his robe, which was dazzling like emerald fireworks in an instant.

Clinking, like pearls and jade falling on a plate, arrows fell one after another.

Yan Hualan's face emerged from under the wings, only the back of Qingjue's hand was stained with blood.

Yuan Shuo was really frightened this time.

Yan Hualan put on his gloves, lifted a head, and walked towards him with a smile.

"You all smell like mice."

He pressed the head on Yuan Shuo's face.

"You smell it, don't you?"

Yuan Shuo was in close contact with the carrion. The dead man's head was thrust into his nose and stuffed into his mouth, and his mouth was full of pus and carrion.

"No! Help! Ugh..."

Yan Hualan smiled and opened his jaw, pressed the dead man's nose in, and continued to question him.

"Isn't it?" There was a crazy smile in his eyes.

Yuan Shuo's face was covered with viscous liquid, whether it was snot and tears, or the rotting flesh of the dead.

His eyes became empty: "Yes, yes...we are all mice...I'm sorry, I shouldn't touch He Liu, please, let the mouse go..."

Yan Hualan threw the head aside.

Yuan Shuo thought he was saved and wanted to wipe his face.

...but what about his hands?

Hands and feet, separated from the body, dropped to the side.

Yan Hualan disemboweled him slowly, with the precision of a surgeon. He took out the internal organs, watched him struggle to heal himself, and cut open again.

Until Yuan Shuo's screams stopped.

Yan Hualan took out his golden elixir, crushed it, and absorbed the powder.

He took off his gloves and smiled.

Brother Ah Nian's methods of revenge were too gentle.

He is different.

Anyone who dared to touch him, he wanted that person to die tragically in despair; he wanted that person's soul to be wiped out in ashes in the pain of being swallowed alive.

"Goo."

Yan Hualan chewed Yuan Shuo's soul and swallowed it.

"It's unpalatable."

He was a little worried again.

If he got the stench of rats, it's hard to say whether brother Ah Nian would hate him.

When Shuang Jiangnian went out early in the morning, he heard the news of the tragic death of Yuan Shuo, the second son of the Yuan family, who was a participant in the alchemy meeting.

The body was destroyed, and the soul was lost.

After Fairy Yi Xue saw the dismembered body, her face paled and she couldn't afford to get sick.

Shuang Jiangnian saw Yuan Shuo's special death, and combined with the dagger fragments on the pillow, he probably guessed the cause.

Yan Hualan never appeared in front of his eyes again.

Shuang Jiangnian gradually became a little worried.

At noon, he fell on the side of the bed, coughing violently.

In less than half a minute, someone landed beside him, groping around his waist, looking for a cigarette stick.

Shuang Jiangnian grasped that hand and raised her head. Does she look like she is suffering from heart disease and coughing?

Yan Hualan was annoyed: "I was tricked by you again."

"Are you injured?" Shuang Jiangnian asked.

"Injured?" Yan Hualan pretended to be stupid, "I didn't do anything dangerous, why did I get hurt?"

Shuang Jiangnian sensed the uneven touch under his hand, and took a look at his hand, and sure enough there was a scar on it.

The meat from the knife wound was rolled out, which looked terrible.

While healing the wound, Shuang Jiangnian said: "The Yuan family is a big family, and the son must carry a life-saving magic weapon with him. Next time, we can't rely on it."

Yan Hualan curled her lips: "It's just such a small injury..."

"Small injuries are also injuries, and will be discovered by interested people." Shuang Jiangnian said seriously.

The concern in his eyes did not seem to be fake, Yan Hualan was sweet, and his uneasy heart fell.

... He thought that the other party would be afraid if he knew.

Yan Hualan didn't think about what was wrong with his murder before, but after he left the cage, he realized that everyone outside didn't eat people.

I still remember that brother Anian was afraid of skinning, and Meng Kezhi also said that his brother would avoid him because he was so cruel.

Fortunately not.

In this posture, Yan Hualan hugged Shuang Jiangnian from behind.

So happy.

He suddenly realized something, and his face slowly turned red.

"You, you touched my hand."

Shuang Jiangnian paused and let go of his hand.

Yan Hualan scolded herself secretly, how could she be so stupid as to remind her aloud.

Shuang Jiangnian stood up: "You can tell me before you do something next time. The Yuan family is backed by the Immortal Alliance, especially the young patriarch Yuan Teng, who has a very good personal relationship with the Ziwei Xianjun of the Immortal Alliance."

He paused, "Immortal Ziwei prides himself on being upright, and loves to eradicate evil and promote good. He has a keen sense of smell, and he will chase after any clues."

"I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would hate it." Yan Hualan said.

The scene of being skinned by Yan Chen flashed before Shuang Jiangnian's eyes, and the scene of Yan Hualan guarding his side all night flashed past.

"...I don't hate it." He turned his back and said.

Yan Hualan smiled brightly.

He was quick-witted and asked another question.

"By the way, how does brother know that Xianjun Ziwei and Yuan Teng have a good personal relationship?"

midnight.

Yuan Teng, the young head of the Yuan family, saw his younger brother's soul lamp go out, and rushed to the Medicine Sect overnight.

Accompanied by him are Ziwei Xianjun Shuang Huaiyuan of Xianmeng and six Obsidian Guards under his seat.

Yuan Teng broke down in tears: "Brother, my brother, you have been kind all your life and never hurt anyone, who made you so far..."

Immortal Ziwei Xianjun Shuang Huaiyuan's sword-browed starry eyes, there is a trace of tiredness in the eyes: "This person is cunning and cunning, obviously he is good at dismembering corpses and killing people, leaving no trace at the scene, so that my brother's soul is also destroyed by him."

There are too few clues left.

He twirled an arrow that had fallen to the ground.

The arrow had a special shape, and he scratched it on the back of his hand, leaving a special scar.The poison on the arrow makes it difficult for wounds to heal.

Maybe through the wound...

Shuang Huaiyuan put away the arrow, and said: "Friend Daoist Yuan, don't be sad. I will definitely catch the culprit and comfort the soul of my brother."

Yuan Teng said: "It's hard for Brother Huaiyuan to run around for me as soon as he left the customs."

The lights were bright, Shuang Huaiyuan comforted his friend, opened the door and walked into the cold wind.

A piece of paper wafted in the wind, and he held it in his hand. It was an arrest warrant for the demon princess.

Shuang Huaiyuan was just about to burn it, but when he saw the portrait painted on the paper, he was stunned.

"……younger brother?"