31 Yihong Fast Green

Under the Qiyun Mountain Cloud Bridge, the ice cemetery of paper flying kites shines with an ice-blue luster in the early morning sun.

The ice that pierced his body did not melt, but grew like a plant, and finally wrapped his body completely in it.

It has become a generation of magic generals, a real grave.

The day after his death, the first person to worship him was the young man in white.

When he looked up, the breeze blew his long bangs and almost covered half of his face.

And the other half of the face reflected an icy expression.

He actually... died so soon...

Deared by Xia Gu...

The young man in white stepped forward. He looked at the shape of the ice thorns and the icicles under the valley and imagined what kind of fierce battle had happened that day.

However, this man dressed elegantly and without any sharp weapons...

Who is he and why does he appear in the demon-killing ice cemetery?

"See Lord Yan."

A graceful female voice sounded behind him. The cinnabar-colored dress, the exquisite and enchanting face, and her whole temperament only remind people of two words:

Poison.

It is as dazzling as poison.

It is as charming as poison.

is also like poison, killing people invisibly.

The leader of the Chensha Group of the Demon Yanbu, the first poison master, fell off his jacket.

"Here you are." Yan Lixi leaned over and picked up a paper blade. It was as sharp as before, but what's the use if it can't kill the opponent and it's sharp?

The jacket looked at the ground with broken ice and paper blades, and the eyes rotated as fast as pearls.

"The paper flying kite is dead, and Lord Mo wants us to take action."

The word used by Yan Lixi is "we", not "me".

Rumor has it that before Yan Lixi became the owner of the inkstone, the position of the jacket in the inkstone was quite high. If it hadn't been for the old inkstone owner's insistence, she should have sat in the first chair of the inkstone department.

"What do you want to order, Lord Yan?"

The red skirt of the jacket was blown by the wind, and the skirt was very split, revealing her slender legs.

"Go ahead and do it." Yan Lixi crushed a paper blade in his hand.

His instructions are just these three words. Yan Lixi is the master of inkstone, and the orders have always been so concise.

The three words

are so concise. You'd better understand what the explanation is, don't ask what it is;

The three words

are so vague. What he wants is the result he wants, and he doesn't ask exactly how to do it.

"Ha ha." Luo Jia smiled delicately, "Even if I kill Xia Gulin, it doesn't matter?"

As the top killer of the inkstone department, how can you not understand what the boss means? But the reason why she dares to ask this is that she is below the inkstone and more than a thousand people.

Yan Lixi didn't speak. He felt the tentative look of the jacket.

"He is your younger brother."

"Take Ping'er with you."

This is Yan Lixi's last order. Take one more person.

The jacket can only frown.

But I didn't feel that I was looked down upon. Except for the demon master, no one in the world knows the real strength of Xia Gulin.

Take Ping'er with you. Anyway, take him out, and the two of them also act alone.

This time... What kind of poison should I make for Xia Gulin?

She looked up at the clear sky. The red skirt blooms on the iceberg, as bright as Manzhu Shahua.

"How's it going to find the remnants of the soul hunting list?"

Yan Lixi has restored the situation of the fierce battle here that day. His younger brother has made amazing progress and can already use beyond magic at will.

In this case, it is not wrong for Zhi Feiyuan to die.

Let him sleep in the ice. At present, we still deal with more important things - the soul hunting remnant page.

I haven't reported the progress to him for a long time.

Indeed... there seems to be no progress.

You can tell by her expression that she wants to talk and stop.

But... the three souls have been trapped by the demon for 50 years, which is really ridiculous.

"Although there is no clue about that incident, I have heard that the sixth son is going to recruit two new people recently. Lord Yan, guess who will be liked by the six princes?

He covered his mouth and smiled.

Is it... the two that the paper flying kite brought to Daihua Mountain...

A cook. A straw fairy.

Yan Lixi showed a cold expression. When you tell this kind of cold joke on the iceberg, you can still laugh.

"However, it is not easy to join. The two of them should be being tested by the sixth son now..."

In the early morning of this day, Wu Lingchun received a lingza sent by his third brother and fourth brother. Based on the opinions of the five of them, it is the final topic for Yaoling and Fengchuan.

After thinking about it again and again, Wu Lingchun still gave the notes with the test questions to Yaoling and Fengchuan respectively.

The look of the two people opening the note also confirmed Wu Lingchun's expectation--

This comprehensive question is really a little difficult for Yaoling.

"You have one day to think about it. When it's dark, we will go to the exam place..."

Wu Lingchun couldn't bear to say anything, and Yao Ling's tears were almost unbearable.

"Uh...anytime, you can exit..."

"I won't quit!"

When Yao Ling summoned up the courage to shout out, he found that Wu Lingchun, Xiao Fengchuan, Xia Gulin and Yan Qing all looked at him with strange eyes.

What, don't you believe it?

"If you are afraid, just say it. We can change the topic again." Xiao Fengchuan's gloating tone... It's like looking for death!

"Who is afraid! There is no need to change the questions..." Yaoling has kneaded the note into a ball. "The examination place... Can you... change it a little..."

Ghost Village outside Yangzhou. Yizheng Villa.

In every fairy and chivalrous world, there is always a haunted place. But unlike in the world of martial arts, superstition can be broken, because what every intruder encounters is real...

"Ghost!"

When the distant spirit jumped up, a large pile of ghost charms in his arms were scattered on the ground. Set your mind and think about it carefully. The person who made a grimace just now may actually be Xiao Fengchuan.

"I didn't tell you not to go if you are afraid!" Xiao Fengchuan picked up the rune paper on the ground one by one. Will these things... really work?

This Fengchuan doesn't know anything. Attack with a sword, that is, physical attack, is not very effective on ghosts; on the contrary, if you use magic to defeat the enemy - if you use the rune paper collected by the remote spirit now, it is a special effect.

"Whether the other party is a human, a demon, or a ghost, you only remember one thing - if you can't beat it, you will die."

Yao Ling pretends to be serious. As Fengchuan said, it's not impossible to apply for a change of topic now, but isn't that admitting that you are timid and are flattered by the Sixth Prince?

So... you can never admit that you are afraid... No, you should be brave!

"When it comes to Yizheng Villa, I guess those little ghosts should not be difficult for you. As for the ghost owner inside, then..."

Fengchuan had a bad smile on his face. He said these words for two purposes. The first is to scare the distant spirit, and the second is because he has indeed heard the legend about the ghost village.

It didn't take long for Yizheng Villa to become a ghost village, just like it was six or seven years ago. Although Zhuangzhu Ying Changtian is a native of the imperial court, he likes to make friends with chivalrous people. At the tail-burning banquet to celebrate his promotion seven years ago, he also invited a lot of martial arts rangers, and even rare real people.

But on the eve of the banquet, an uninvited guest escaped the eyes of all the guards and family, and unconsciously appeared on the roof of his house.

The man only said one sentence and left: Don't invite Yi Hong and Green tomorrow, otherwise his life will be in risk.

"Red and fast green? What is that?" Yao Ling asked when he heard this.

"It's a nickname of a Jianghu killer. This nickname is quite nice... It is said that Yihong Kuailu is actually two people. A young woman who often wears red is a master of poison; a young child with green hair and blue eyes is born with strange power.

"Cut, what kind of green hair and blue eyes are born with strange power, and it's still a young child..." Yao Ling sneered, "What's rumored to be? There was such a strange person in Yangzhou City six or seven years ago. Why don't I know!"

After saying this, Yao Ling stamured. Yihong Fast Green... That Ying Changtian is so bold that he even dares to invite the killer, and he doesn't look at the occasion.

Use poison, strange power... It can't be a person from the immortal sect. Is it a demon clan again?

"What happened later was that Yihong Kuailu killed all the people who participated in the burning banquet that day?"

Yao Ling can guess the end of the story with his heel. Since ancient times, ghost stories have always been like this. Hundreds of people in a village have been killed, and the ghosts can't be scattered in it. Sometimes they come out to hurt people...

"Then you guessed wrong." Fengchuan said proudly, "Yihong Kuailu occupies Yizheng Villa, which has become their territory. As for what it looks like inside, you will naturally know when you see it.

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