Chapter 141 Reunion

After Xiaobai bit the ghost's life, Jiang Hanye's hand suddenly raised. At the same time, the Brahma ruler also floated out of Jiang Hanye's hand wrapped in black smoke and hit the ghost's chest.

The poison of Xiaobai, Jiang Hanye hit. No matter how powerful the ghost was, he could not digest these two blows in a short time. However, when he staggered, the eight feet with his teeth and claws suddenly shrank, and its length was reduced to half of the original, but he still forcibly bit his teeth, turned his palm wind, and slapped him. Cen Ruoqiu's shoulder next to him, at the same time, all the spider silk suddenly shrank back, and the ghost jumped back several feet and came to the yard.

Cen Ruoqiu's body suddenly shook, and a mouthful of blood was about to spit out, and half of her body turned purple and black in an instant, which was a sign of poisoning.

"Despicable!" Jiang Hanye was ready to withstand this blow, but he didn't expect that the ghost life would suddenly change the target. In a hurry, Jiang Hanye had to take care of Cen Ruoqiu first and give up his ghost life.

"Ha ha, I didn't expect the power of this broken soul bead to be so great. You can actually hurt me. Well, Jiang Hanye, I won't give up this broken soul bead. Get ready for my next attack!" After saying that, his feet paused, and a black cloud surged up from his feet, holding him to the sky and heading east.

Xiaobai chased out, but although Xiaobai's speed was very fast, it was less than one-tenth of the ghost cloud. After chasing him for a moment, it still returned in failure. At this time, Jiang Hanye had taken Cen Ruoqiu back to the room and put him in Jin Danzi's **.

The ghost's life was really powerful. His poison attack was very fast. In less than a moment, Cen Ruoqiu's whole body had a swing and started a high fever.

And in mid-air, the ghost who couldn't help breathing on the clouds looked gloomy. He never thought that it would be such a difficult thing to clean up a Jiang Hanye.

"It's careless, it's too careless!" The ghost said to himself, "I didn't expect this boy to be extremely qualified. He has made a lot of progress in the past five years, but even with the help of broken soul beads, there is no reason to hurt me! What on earth is that ruler in his hand? The ghost closed his eyes and meditated. In an instant, he arrived at his station in the Western Regions. Below, Manghu and Youyan were waiting for him.

"Master!" As soon as Manghu saw the ghost like this, he hurried forward and hugged him down. At the same time, he asked anxiously, "Master, what's wrong with you? Tell Manghu to deal with him!"

"It doesn't matter. It's just a little poison, and those poisons just collided with the poison in my body." The ghost said.

"Master, it turns out that you can also be hurt." You Yan stood at the door and looked at the ghost and said with a smile.

"Youyan, you'd better be obedient, or don't blame me for being rude to you." The ghost's face turned cold and turned to You Yan and said.

"Yes, my life is still in the master's hands!" After saying that, You Yan turned around and entered his room and stopped coming out.

mang hu took the ghost to the study, put it on the bed, and immediately prepared tea for him. After everything was done, he knelt down in front of the ghost and said, "Master, please let Manghu kill Youyan. She is very disrespectful to her master."

Ghost put his hand down, smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. I don't care how she is towards me, as long as she can work for me, Manghu, she is different from you." The ghost took a sip of tea, nodded with approval and said, "This tea tastes good. Did you make it?"

mang hu shook his head honestly: "It's the little devil."

"Oh?" The ghost's eyes flashed, "Little ghost? Go and call him here."

"Yes, master!" Mango lay on the ground and went back out of the door. Soon after, he brought a twelve- or three-year-old teenager. The teenager's face was pale and his eyes were gloomy. He held a long sword in his hand, wore a black shirt, and walked barefoot.

"Manghu, you go down first." The ghost expelled Manghu, and then looked at the teenager with great interest and said, "You have been here for five years."

The teenager nodded.

"I used to send you a simple task, but now there is a very important task for you to complete." The ghost coughed, and the place where his chest was hit by Jiang Hanye was still stuffy and painful. If it hadn't been for the real pressure, he would have vomited blood at that time.

After a pause, the ghost said, "In the Western Regions 500 miles away from here, there is a big manor. I want you to kill all the people in it. Remember, it's all people! One of the men has a ruler on his body. Bring it to me.

The ghost was worried that the teenager couldn't remember, so he described the shape of the ruler again, and then waved his hand and said, "Go ahead."

The teenager bowed slightly and saluted to the ghost's life. Then he turned around and left. When he got to the yard, he took out a skeleton horse from the stable. After riding it, the horse went away with four feet of smoke and dust. Its speed was so fast that it could be called chasing the wind.

"Master, can you send him there?" Manghu said outside the door.

"There should be no problem." The ghost said lightly, "I'm waiting for that boy to bring me Jiang Hanye's magic weapon, and also waiting for him to bring the broken soul beads."

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It has been two hours since he left from the ghost injury. Jiang Hanye's true spirit has completely recovered, and during this period, Cen Ruoqiu has been in a coma. Although Jiang Hanye has done his best to do what he can, the situation still seems to be getting worse and worse.

"Night..." Cen Ruoqiu, who was in a coma, said something vaguely. Jiang Hanye turned his head to look at her and said to Jin Danzi, "Go, look through all the corners of this house for me, and move out all the books, as well as bottles and cans."

This is a big project, and Jin Danzi is not stupid. Naturally, he knows how hard it is, so he reluctantly pouted and took Linger to find something.

"What do you think the master is looking for?" Linger asked on the road.

"Maybe you're looking for medicine, or why look for bottles and cans?" When walking on the road, Jin Danzi tried to avoid looking at those horrible bodies in the yard. They were all like dry people, without any blood all over their faces, and their faces were ferocious and strange, which made people feel sad.

"Oh, senior, look at a horse in the sky!" Linger suddenly pointed to the air and said to Jin Danzi.

"Hmm? What horse? Stop talking nonsense. Let's go and find something, or he will curse again!" At this time, Jin Danzi's mind was full of countless corners in this huge manor, and he was extremely annoyed.

"Hee, senior, you're wrong. You're scolding you, not others!" Linger said with a smile.

Jiang Hanye tore open the clothes at the injured part of Cen Ruoqiu's shoulder, and a black eight-legged spider suddenly appeared on Cen Ruoqiu's shoulder. This spider is only as big as the abdomen of his little finger, but it is printed on Cen Ruoqiu's flawless skin, which is particularly shocking.

Where Cen Ruoqiu was injured, the whole skin and flesh were black. Jiang Hanye thought about it and decided to squeeze out the poisonous blood for her first. After carefully cutting the skin there with the Zhantian Sword, Jiang Hanye was surprised to find that there was no blood flowing out.

"What the hell is going on? What on earth can we do to save her?" Jiang Hanye closed his eyes in pain. He had experienced the departure of too many people and really didn't want to see Cen Ruoqiu die in front of him like this again.

Suddenly, an unusual breath came, and Jiang Hanye's expression suddenly turned cold again. He stood up from the bedside and put down the bed mantle to block Cen Ruoqiu.

As soon as Jiang Hanye held the Brahma ruler in his hand, he suddenly saw a gray-brown thing flying in from outside the door, hitting the wall and rolling to the ground from the table. Jiang Hanye looked down and saw that it was actually Jin Danzi. He frowned.

"Ah!" Before Jiang Hanye figured out the situation, Linger's screamed outside the door. Jiang Hanye's expression changed and pressed Xiaobai, who was ready to go, and said, "Look at Miss Cen!" After saying that, he rushed out. This time, Jin Danzi was not bad. He even stumbled after him with a cane and said as he ran, "Master, you must save Linger back!"

In the yard, on the roof opposite Jiang Hanye, Linger was pressed on the eaves by a teenager, and the tip of a cold sword in the teenager's hand pointed to Linger's throat.

A gust of wind blew, diluting the bloody smell of the yard. Jiang Hanye frowned and jumped onto the wall, getting closer to the teenager and Linger.

"Let her go." Jiang Hanye said coldly.

The teenager in front of him, half of his face, hardly looked at Jiang Hanye. His expression was very indifferent and his eyes were empty. From his eyes, he could hardly see his thoughts. Suddenly, Jiang Hanye suddenly felt that the teenager was very familiar with the state, which was really the same as the toast and Cen Ruoqiu and Shi? It's just that this teenager can still move and kill people.

"Give me a ruler!" The teenager said coldly.

You can know from the sound that this teenager is only twelve or three years old at most, and his voice is still very young. He looks so thin that he seems to fall down as soon as the wind blows. The teenager slowly turned his head, looked at Jiang Hanye, and repeated, "Give me the ruler!"

When Jiang Hanye saw the teenager's face, he was stunned in an instant. Isn't the teenager in front of him Ji Mingyu? Except for the height and longer hair, the appearance of childhood has not changed at all. Thinking of what Tao Bo said about Xiaoyu's disappearance, Jiang Hanye's heart was pumped. It turned out that Xiaoyu was actually taken away by the ghost!

"Xiao Yu!" Jiang Hanye was stunned and suddenly shouted in a hoarse voice, "Are you Xiaoyu?"

The teenager did not respond. There was a strange look in his eyes, but it soon flashed away and restored the empty appearance. His face was dull. He looked at Jiang Hanye and said, "Give me, ruler!"

"The ruler? Do you want this? Jiang Hanye raised the Brahma ruler in his hand and said, "Who let you come here? Ghost life?"

The teenager didn't say anything. He just stabbed the sword in his hand forward slightly. The tip of the sword immediately pierced Linger's skin. A bright red blood flowed out of the wound, and Linger's crying was even worse.

Jiang Hanye raised his eyebrows. Linger was rescued from Ji Shangxuan in those years. He has been getting along with him day and night for five years. Although the two are commensurate with each other, in fact, Jiang Hanye will not allow anyone to hurt the people around him.

"Xiao Yu, stop it, or I won't be polite!" Jiang Hanye gritted his teeth and said.

"I just want a ruler!" The teenager sent the long sword in his hand one more point. Linger was in pain and tears flowing, but what a Linger was brave. She cried and said to Jiang Hanye, "Master, don't care about me. It's not a pity for Linger's death, but your magic weapon must not be given to others."

Hearing Linger's words, Jiang Hanye was even more anxious, but over the years, he has developed a habit. No matter how anxious he is, he will not be seen by others. Therefore, on the surface, he is still calm, but who can know his mood at this moment?

Jiang Hanye looked at the teenager who looked like Ji Mingyu. Although his age, appearance, and even the mole on his eyebrows were similar to Ji Mingyu, he must not be Ji Mingyu. Because Ji Mingyu has been a timid and kind boy since he was a child, he even refused to trample ants to death, let alone kill people.

Jiang Hanye's heart was cold. He threw the Brahma ruler into the yard with a snap and said, "If you want it, take it!" At the same time, he was also secretly ready. Even without the Brahma ruler, he still has a war sword in his hand. As long as the teenager leaves Linger's side, he can guarantee that the teenager must have been sent by the ghost. That's right!

Sure enough, after seeing the ruler being thrown down, the teenager jumped down without thinking about it, but when he jumped down, he was still holding Linger in his hand. The teenager simply didn't treat Linger as a person. He dragged Linger down like a sack, walked to the Brahma ruler, and reached out to get it.

With a bang, a black light appeared on the Brahma ruler, hitting the teenager like a Thunderbolt, shooting his body bullet far away and hitting the courtyard wall. Linger also took advantage of the opportunity to break free from the teenager's hand. As soon as she bent down to grab the Brahma ruler.

"Linger, don't move!" At that moment, Jiang Hanye suddenly felt that this Brahma ruler recognized the Lord. Jiang Hanye was the only person it recognized, because before that, almost no one had touched it except Tao Bo.

Jiang Hanye shouted and rushed to Linger's side with lightning speed, picked her up, reached out and grabbed the Brahma ruler back in his hand. After handing over Linger to the Jin Danzi who came later, Jiang Hanye walked slowly to the teenager and stopped about three feet away from the teenager. He looked at him gloomier and said, "You are not Xiaoyu!"

The teenager looked up at Jiang Hanye indifferently and said nothing. He fell heavily, with bruises on his elbows and feet, and even bleeding, but the teenager didn't seem to feel any pain and didn't say a word.

"Since you are not Xiao Yu, don't blame me for being rude!" Jiang Hanye said coldly. He raised his hand and a blue light appeared in the palm of his hand. As long as he slapped his hand, the teenager would die.

The teenager slowly stood up against the wall and confronted Jiang Hanye. At this moment, Jiang Hanye suddenly had an illusion that the teenager in front of him was Xiaoyu eight years ago, and he was also the eleven-year-old teenager eight years ago.

"Brother Ye, come and play with me on the windmill!" At that time, Xiaoyu's face was always full of bright smiles. He was like a little follower, following his sister and Jiang Hanye. Brother Ye kept screaming.

At that time, Jiang Hanye had just entered Wanjian Villa and was marginalized everywhere. His life was very difficult, but it was because of Xiaoyu and Xiaoyu's sister and brother that he had a few more bright days.

Jiang Hanye's heart trembled and approached. He saw a tilted scar on the teenager's left forehead, and the scar was as long as a knuckle of his tail finger. After seeing the scar, Jiang Hanye's tears gushed out. This was the first time in so many years that he shed tears except in front of Xiaoyu's ice coffin. Jiang Hanye was in a trance and seemed to return to the morning seven years ago in Youyou Valley.

"Ah!" Xiaoyu let out a cry of pain. Jiang Hanye and Xiaoyu hurriedly turned around to look, but saw a stream of blood flowing down Xiaoyu's forehead. It turned out that he was hooked by a branch and scratched his forehead.

The plants on Wanjian Villa are very hard. Even a leaf of grass is enough to cut people's fingers, not to mention the intricate and intertwined branches in the valley.

It must be very painful to be cut on the forehead by a branch, but Xiao Yu only cried twice and did not cry.

"Look at you, I said not to bring you here, but you came here. Are you all right now? If you let your father know, he will definitely punish us, especially your brother Xiaoye!" Xiaoyu scared him.

At that time, Jiang Hanye was more concerned not about being punished, but Xiaoyu's wound. He carefully opened Xiaoyu's hand covering the wound, took him to the stream to carefully clean the wound, and then said, "Let's find the master's wife. It doesn't matter. My brother is not afraid of punishment!"

Only by finding the master's wife can he stop Xiaoyu's wound and remove the scars, but simple Xiaoyu loves his brother Ye so much. After hearing his sister's frightening words, he shook his head and said, "It's okay. Let's continue to play. I'm not afraid of pain!"

Although Jiang Hanye insisted repeatedly, Xiaoyu insisted on not going. In this way, the wound slowly healed, but left a scar on Xiaoyu's face because he was not treated by good medicine. However, no matter how severely the Ji Shangxuan and his wife were interrogated later, Xiaoyu refused to tell the reason for the scar. He kept Jiang Han Ye and his sister protected themselves.

Looking at the scar on the teenager's forehead, Jiang Hanye's eyes were wet. He choked and couldn't speak. The palm also stopped in mid-air and could not fall.