Yaozun is chasing me to open the screen

The scene was very chaotic at one time.

Shuang Jiangnian only had time to instruct, "Go outside and fight, don't damage my bamboo building", when Yan Hualan flew up a long leg, and his foot stuck to the face of the leader Xiu.

This kick directly sent three or four people including Lian and that person flying.

With such powerful legs and feet, what kind of monster could it be?

While thinking about it, Shuang Jiangnian slowly soaked until the water was cold, and prepared a new pot of potion.

When he put the towel on the side of the tub, a person squatted on the window frame.

"I'm back." Yan Hualan said with a smile, his face covered with blood.

Shuang Jiangnian pulled Wei Chao's long hair behind her back: "The water temperature is just right, soak it for an hour before coming out."

I don't know if Yan Hualan heard it, anyway, the boy took another dive, but this time Shuang Jiangnian blocked the splash in time.

[In the Guhe execution ground 15 years ago, the prisoners disappeared collectively overnight, does the host still remember? ] The system finally has the opportunity to play the role of the artifact "Natural History".

Shuang Jiangnian: "Those monks just now are related to the disappearing death row prisoners?"

[That's right, the face recognition has been matched.After these vicious prisoners disappeared, there was no news of them, and they were all hidden in this secret place. ]

Shuang Jiangnian: "Perhaps someone helped them escape from the execution ground, and then deliberately tricked them into here to die in order to feed Yan Hualan."

[It makes sense, host. ]

"I hope to know who is behind them." Shuang Jiangnian leaped up to the top of the bamboo building, "In this way... I can also know why I was thrown here to be eaten by the demon. "

The system is silent.

In the secret realm, the days are short and the nights are long, and a full moon in the night sky remains unchanged from ancient times.

Shuang Jiangnian holds a jade flute, presses it against her lower lip, and plays it with energy.

This jade flute was given to him by his brother Meng Kezhi.

He came to this secret realm because he drank a jug of wine that his senior brother brought to the mortal world, and he was thrown into the secret realm without any resistance after being drunk for years.

He and his brothers are like brothers, and fellow practitioners are ruthless.

Intellectually, Jiang Nian had doubted whether his brother had drugged him in the wine, but emotionally, he was unwilling to believe this guess.

After all, senior brother is a rare relative after he came to the world of cultivating immortals.

The sound of the song gradually choked, and under the moonlight, Shuang Jiangnian's face was pale to transparent.

...until the tune is crooked and out of tune.

He raised his eyes, only to see Yan Hualan, a curious baby squatting in front of him, blocking one of the sound holes of Yu Xiao with his fingers.

Shuang Jiangnian put down his flute.

"I didn't expect your song to be so beautiful." Yan Hualan's eyes brightened, "It's nice to hear, but it's sad to hear. There must be no female bird willing to accept your courtship."

"It's not chirping, it's flute." Shuang Jiangnian said.

"It's not courtship, that would be great." Yan Hualan excitedly said, "Can you play the flute for me? I like to hear it."

Shuang Jiangnian shook her head and took back Yuxiao: "This is someone else's property."

"Okay." It was the first time Yan Hualan heard other people from him, feeling a little bit uncomfortable.

Shuang Jiangnian collected her thoughts and asked, "What kind of monster are you? You have such powerful legs and feet."

When Yan Hualan heard him praise himself for being great, he immediately smugly said: "I am a big monster with noble blood. The monster shape is as high as several bamboo buildings, and I can eat ten of you in one bite!"

"Oh, and my feathers are so gorgeous that others will be blinded by my beauty."

"Oh, really? Such a beautiful monster, why do you only use human form when fighting?" Shuang Jiangnian propped her cheeks and looked at him, "Is the monster form so shameful?"

Yan Hualan's smile froze on his face.

"I don't appear in the form of a monster, because the form of a monster is too big and too scary." His eyes wandered, and he forced his respect, "If I appear, all the food will be scared to death, so it would be so boring for me to hunt. "

Blow, then blow.

Bragging is better than his flute.

Shuang Jiangnian: "Really, I don't..."

Yan Hualan hurriedly blocked his mouth, and said forcefully, "Really! Believe it!"

Behind the mask, Shuang Jiangnian couldn't help laughing.

While laughing and coughing, he twirled a feather from Yan Hualan's shoulder.

"Forgot to remind you, you are losing hair."

The feathers were gray, very small and exquisite, one could tell it was that kind of petite and inconspicuous bird.

When Yan Hualan saw the feather, his eyes immediately widened.

While snatching away the feathers and destroying the corpse, he yelled to cover up:

"This is the fluff! The bottom fluff! My other feathers are a hundred times bigger than this..."

Shuang Jiangnian fell on her back on the eaves.

"Are you laughing?" Yan Hualan lay beside him.

"Ah."

"You must have a nice smile. I like it very much. Can you show me?"

"No."

Yan Hualan was so angry that she showed her small fangs and gnawed at his shoulder.

"Don't be crazy, I tell you, as long as I eat you, all spells will be solved! You can watch anything you want!"

Shuang Jiangnian was paralyzed like a salted fish, letting him grind his teeth: "There is a scholar in my hometown named Freud. He said that people like to feel everything with their mouths when they are babies."

"so what?"

"So 'Yan Sansui' kid, can you stop gnawing on me?"

Yan Hualan tasted it for a while before he realized that the human race was laughing at him like a child, and it wasn't true if he said something immediately, or if he didn't.

pissed him off!

The shadow of the moon slanted to the west, and thick fog rose from the sea, covering the entire island.

Perhaps it was the reason why he killed another person after taking a bath. That night, Yan Hualan had a nightmare.

He dreamed that his hair was pulled, his head was pushed into a water tank, and the lid was put on top of his head, leaving only water and darkness.

The water flowed into the nasal cavity, and in the pain of suffocation, he slid to death little by little.

I don't know how many times.

After drowning more times, Yan Hualan was no longer afraid of death, he knew that he would be reborn from Nirvana again, and experience such long pain again.

He is not afraid of death.

But he hates pain.

The ubiquitous piercing bells are always accompanied by the torture of those human races.

He grunted and squeezed out the bubbles as the bell rang, his hands clasped frantically in the water, desperately trying to grab a straw.

In a trance, he returned to the bathtub that looked like a water tub. There was a person sitting opposite him, and his skin occasionally touched, bringing a warm and soft feeling.

"...With me by your side, the two of you are together, won't you be lonely?"

In fact, Shuang Jiangnian never said such gentle words.

But the imaginary voice was like a ray of spring breeze, Yan Hualan took a deep breath and woke up from the nightmare.

In front of him was a familiar wooden mask.

In his hands is the fragile neck of the human race.

"Yan, Hua, Lan..." Shuang Jiangnian called his name with difficulty.

Shocked, Yan Hualan let go of his hand abruptly, took a few steps back, and fell to the side of the bamboo frame.

The transparent glazed fish basin on the bamboo frame swayed, and in the water waves, the fish that had turned up its white belly flicked its tail and plunged into the water, coming back to life.

The system warning sound continued to sound, all in one piece.

[Blackening value 1][Blackening value 1]...

[warn!The blackening value continues to increase, the current blackening value is 60, if the blackening value is higher than 100, the host will immediately die at the hands of Yan Hualan! ]

"It's so hasty to act." Shuang Jiangnian coughed lightly, "Did you agree to protect me?"

"I, I didn't mean to break the agreement." Yan Hualan covered her ears, her voice was soft and hasty, as if she was still submerged in water, "I remembered something from the past..."

"Having a nightmare?" Shuang Jiangnian frowned and walked towards him.

"Ah!" Yan Hualan suddenly roared, "Stop ringing!!"

He tightly covered his ears, as if something was torturing him.

[It is the ringtone that is pulling his demons. ]

Shuang Jiangnian used his pen to draw a talisman, and a sound-stopping curse was hit on the young man.

However, the sound of the bell penetrates everywhere, and invades from every gap in the soul, accompanied by the memories of countless deaths, tearing Yan Hualan's mind.

Beads of blood overflowed the boy's eyes like tears.

A cold and slippery voice came from outside the window: "The ringtone is so effective, what that person said is really good."

It was the snake-faced man they met on the cliff.

... The snake-faced man didn't die with his companion?

Shuang Jiangnian embraced Yan Hualan in a protective posture, and protected the glazed fish basin behind her.

He calmly said: "Your companions are one mile away to the southwest, and they are not dead yet. If they pass by now, there is still time to save them."

"You want to send me away to buy time for that evil monster? It's a pity that I won't be deceived by you a second time."

The snake-faced man gave a sinister smile while shaking the bell.

"As for my companions, don't trouble yourself—I've brought them all."

As his words fell, five human figures rose up in the air. They were five dead bodies, and they still retained a little bit of their strength before they were alive.

This was the first time Shuang Jiangnian had seen what a corpse after being "eaten" by Yan Hualan looked like.

His face was pale, his blood vessels were protruding, and his chapped skin seemed to be sucked dry from the inside out. It was indeed a terrifying way to die.

"Thanks to the help of the evil monster, I can have such a ready-made corpse." The snake-faced man said triumphantly, "Otherwise, I don't know how much energy I would have wasted if I killed them one by one and then pumped out their souls. Hahahaha !"

"You are really clever." Shuang Jiangnian praised him without emotion.

The snake-faced man was also confused by his sudden compliment, but he could only get one explanation.

"You want to surrender to me?" He smiled coldly. "It's too late. Once I devour the demon and the secret realm is shattered, this island will be completely overturned! No one can live except me! Those who once looked down on me..."

"Do you often read story books?" Shuang Jiangnian interrupted him suddenly.

"What?" The snake-faced man was displeased.

Shuang Jiangnian: "There is a saying that villains die by talking too much."

The snake-faced man came to his senses and sneered, "You are just a small foundation-building stage, any corpse puppet in my hand can tear you to pieces!"

"Actually, I still want to get more information from you." Shuang Jiangnian lowered her eyes and wiped away the blood and tears on the boy's face with her thumb. "It's a pity that this child is in too much pain."

He raised his head, and the peach blossom eyes under the wooden mask reflected a ray of brilliance.

"Nine thorns."