Don't talk about money and hurt feelings!Marquis【Crossover】

"Rong Feiyan, I can leave when you arrive, mother's father won't play with you anymore."

Rong Fei was tired of grabbing He Shengyan, not allowing him to leave: "Say it a few times, do you know how to respect elders?"

He Shengyan kept thumping, but his combat power was too weak, so he could only keep winking at his puppet: "I said you are not human, right? You were almost killed by Zhan Saber, why are you still alive and kicking, let go, everyone is abnormal! "

Rong Fei was tired of knowing that He Shengyan would not really let the puppet cut him, so he held He Shengyan and covered the wound on his abdomen with one hand, showing a cold look at Zhou Yunke on the altar.

"Zhou Yunke, it's time for us to have a good chat."

But as soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yunying, who had been drowsy, suddenly screamed loudly, and everyone's attention was distracted. In the blink of an eye, Xu Ziying grasped the wrist of the knife handle, felt the blade tilted, and came back to his senses Looking at Zhou Yunke, his pupils immediately contracted.

There was an extra bloodstain on Zhou Yunke's neck, and scarlet blood gushed out from that mark, splashing all over Xu Ziying's eye sockets, and the sharp edge of the blade also made Zhan Saber more cold.

Zhou Yunke actually took advantage of his inattention and slammed himself into the knife.

Xu Ziying has not seen many bloody scenes. The first time was the pile of dead people in the border desert when he just crossed. The second time was the knife that mistakenly injured Rong Feiyan, and the dark red blood gushed out one by one. It took a desperate pressure with both hands to stop it.

And Zhou Yunke's neck was cut so big that it was spraying out. Xu Ziying felt a warmth on one side of his face, and liquid flowed into his eye sockets and into his mouth. He subconsciously sweetened it, it was a thick fishy smell.

Zhou Yunke didn't make any movement, just knelt on the ground. Xu Ziying's wrist shook, and the long knife he was carrying was pushed inward, cutting his palm. He stood there in a daze, put down the long knife, and said.

"what are you doing?"

In just a moment, most of Zhou Yunke's body was soaked in the gushing blood. Zhou Yunke moved his gaze upwards and placed it on Xu Ziying's face. Just as he was about to open his mouth, he coughed up a cloud of blood.

Even Rong Feiyan was taken aback by Zhou Yunke's incomprehensible movements, He Shengyan took the opportunity to run away, but was caught by Rong Feiyan again, he suddenly laughed a few times.

"Crazy, right? How could he be crazy? Sure enough, it's all very strange!"

Xu Ziying wanted to say that He Shengyan was the most insane, so he told him to shut up: "Enough, what nonsense you say, you are crazy."

He Shengyan glanced at Xu Ziying, smiled a little, and yelled, "I found something interesting just now, do you want me to tell you? Let me go if I tell you, will it work?"

Rong Fei was tired of kicking him: "Fart, let go."

He Shengyan pointed at Zhou Yunke and said, "He is actually a puppet, a top-level puppet like you!"

"What?" Hearing this, Xu Ziying didn't react for a while, and turned to look at Zhou Yunke's pale face due to blood loss.

He Shengyan continued: "If it wasn't for the fact that he was a little closer to him when he caught me just now, otherwise I wouldn't be able to smell that smell, or I thought it was the puppet smell on your body, mixed together, I almost didn't smell it !Hahaha!"

Rong Fei said angrily: "You still have the face to smile? Return to the puppet master, have you made a high-level puppet yet?"

He Shengyan laughed enough, and said disapprovingly: "Why do I practice that kind of white-eyed wolf? It can neither warm the bed nor be used as a weapon. It takes more than ten years to practice once. ?”

Xu Ziying looked at Zhou Yunke again, Zhou Yunke was on the verge of dying, he was cutting iron like mud with his sword, and the knife was on his neck again, he would definitely die.

However, Zhou Yunke was kneeling upright and opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something to Xu Ziying.

"I... I am the same as you..."

Xu Ziying frowned slightly: "The same thing? The same puppet?"

"Sick, it's sick, it's cured..."

When Zhou Yunke opened his mouth, blood gushed out of his throat. Xu Ziying turned his head away from him, struggled, and said again.

"I know, I know, don't talk anymore, don't talk anymore."

"I know, you... know."

Zhou Yunke was almost speechless, almost lost his voice, and managed to squeeze out a few words, full of regret: "Otherwise, you wouldn't come close to me on purpose."

"You know... I will soften my heart..."

After finishing speaking, with a "plop", Zhou Yunke fell headfirst and never got up again.

Xu Ziying sighed lightly, wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve, Rong Fei was tired of standing below, and raised his voice, "Daughter-in-law, what did he just say?"

Xu Ziying said quickly: "It's nothing, it's nonsense."

Everyone was speechless for a moment, never thinking that the matter would end like this, Xu Ziying felt a tingling pain in the palm of his hand.

The palm of the hand was cut with a cut that was not deep and not shallow, and it flowed to the altar along the fingers, and dripped into the gap between the stone platforms.

Under the altar, Rong Feiyan asked Xu Ziying if he was okay, Xu Ziying said nothing, Rong Feiyan asked Xu Yu to bring Xu Ziying down.

Xu Ziying glanced at Zhou Yunke's body again, and focused on the wound on the palm of his hand. Du Yi took out the hemostatic powder he carried with him and applied it to his wound.

"Zhou Yunke is actually a puppet, how could this be?"

Xu Ziying shook his head and asked Du Yi to stop the bleeding, but suddenly thought of something, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Zhou Yunying beside Xu Yu.

Xu Ziying stared at Zhou Yunying, her voice full of doubts: "Zhou Yunke is a puppet, so what are you?"

He Shengyan's voice sounded again, and he said lazily: "He also smells like a puppet, either from staying with you for a long time, or he is also a puppet."

Xu Ziying thought of Zhou Yunying's so-called illness, immediately verified He Shengyan's statement, and hurriedly said: "Uncle, stay away from him!"

Xu Yu stood there without moving, his face tensed, and he slowly looked towards his chest. Xu Ziying also looked over, only to see that at some point, a dagger pierced Xu Yu's chest.

It was just now that Zhou Yunying's deadline was approaching, and since he was no longer a threat, Xu Yu let go of Zhou Yunying, but unexpectedly he was injured by a sneak attack.

Zhou Yunying took out the dagger from nowhere and struck Xu Yu silently. As soon as Zhou Yunying let go, Xu Yu's feet became unsteady and he fell off the altar.

"uncle!"

Xu Ziying glared at Zhou Yunying angrily. Zhou Yunying was still pale, but his expression was slightly different. He no longer concealed it, his lips were tightened, and his eyes were fierce.

Xu Ziying gritted his teeth and was speechless for a while, Rong Fei frowned in disgust: "You... are Zhou Huan."

Zhou Huan didn't look at him, his voice was still clear and youthful, but his tone was very different from before, deep and sinister.

"Stop, you've been holding on until now, your body is almost unbearable, right? Come up, are you sure you can beat me?"