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Chapter 112 Greedy Dream Handan

Seeing this scene, no matter what faction they were around, they couldn't help but "ah".

They didn't expect that after several times of pursuit and escape, the head of Xuantianlou, who was supposed to be at the end of his strength, still had such strength, they were all surprised.

Guan Wanqiong knew what she was capable of, she was both surprised and happy, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, is that you?"

Ye Huaiyao folded his hands in front of his chest, leaning his back against the pillar, and laughed when he heard this: "Nonsense. You are backing up here, why don't you go and slap each of them."

The two sides were fighting fiercely, and Guan Wanqiong was the leader of the formation. Normally, this would be a suicidal nonsense.

But now that she knew who the person was, she was so courageous that she didn't care about the magic circle, and went to vent her anger without saying a word.

A disciple of Xuantian Tower was being attacked by two monks from the other side. He struggled to hold on, but from the corner of his eye, he saw Guan Wanqiong leaving the magic circle without authorization, and turned to him with a swoop of movement.

The disciple was very surprised, just called out "Senior Sister", and saw Guan Wanqiong raised his hand, and slapped the two people who were fighting with him just now.

The disciple was dumbfounded, and there was only one thought in his mind, which was "it's over, the senior sister is crazy".

The two monks who got slapped didn't think so.

Just now they saw their opponent's sudden attack, so they naturally wanted to resist, but suddenly there was a strong wind blowing around them, their elbows went numb, and they couldn't even raise their hands.

So he had to stand upright and suffer the whipping.

This, what the hell is this?

It wasn't just them, there was a burst of clear applause in the hall, except for Xuantianlou disciples and Ouyang Song's grandson, no one escaped the fate of being slapped.

It seemed that there was an invisible spiritual force escorting him, as long as Guan Wanqiong wanted to fight, no one could escape.

The situation was reversed in an instant, and in the shock of the audience, the monk who had broken his sword at the beginning suddenly found that although Guan Wanqiong had moved away, the Xuantianlou magic circle was not in chaos.

This means...

He looked at the place where Guan Wanqiong was standing, suddenly realized, and shouted loudly: "An enemy has come in, and there is someone hiding behind that pillar! Catch him!"

While speaking, the cultivator took out a dagger from his sleeve, rushed forward, and stabbed at the back of the pillar with all his strength!

But the stab was empty, and he missed it.

The monk was stunned for a moment, and was about to look for it in the past, when he lowered his head inadvertently, he found a faint shadow cast on the ground.

Looking at the posture of the shadow, there was actually a person standing behind him, with his palm raised slightly, as if to launch an attack.

His shock was no small matter, and he turned around abruptly, but there was no one behind him.

He was so embarrassed that he turned his head for the second time, only this time he saw a man standing there smiling.

He is less than twenty years old, with high spirits and a jade-like appearance. He holds a folding fan in his hand, and his brows are elegant and elegant.

Ouyang Song was injured repeatedly, and forced to use his true energy to use force. He was already on the verge of death, and felt that he was not far from death.

However, in such a situation, when he suddenly saw such a handsome man, he suddenly felt as if he had come back from a desperate situation, and the dead tree was rejuvenated, and a burning light was released from his eyes.

The monk just looked at the other party and realized that although he didn't look like it, it must be this person who was hiding behind the pillar to help Guan Wanqiong and play tricks on him just now.

If this expert wants to continue interfering in their actions next time, I'm afraid this time the killing of Ouyang Song will be impossible.

Now it's not just a question of seizing the throne, but Ouyang Song knows that the person who killed him is Ouyang Xian, so he can't die.

The monk was completely confused, and asked Ye Huaiyao in a panic, "Who are you? Why do you care about Ouyang's family?"

Ye Huaiyao chuckled and ignored him, unfolding the folding fan in his hand, with four large characters written on it: "Too much nonsense."

Cultivator: "..."

Guan Wanqiong rushed to Ye Huaiyao's side and said, "Brother, you came in time! I'm afraid that the juniors will not report back so fast, and they won't be able to catch up!"

Ye Huaiyao patted Guan Wanqiong on the head, and said: "It's not that you reported the letter quickly, it's because someone has sharp eyes. You should go back and thank our little Bailong."

It was also he who was kind and didn't talk about the bastard things He Zhanyang did.

Guan Wanqiong couldn't imagine how He Zhanyang learned of the news of her distress. Hearing that the other party cared about her so much, she couldn't help feeling a pang of conscience when she thought of stuffing the bastard on his bed before leaving.

She decided to be a little gentler to Senior Brother He after she went back.

After a hard journey, Guan Wanqiong was very happy to finally see her senior brother come to rescue her.But when she thought about the loss of her disciples, her excitement went down again.

Guan Wanqiong briefly told Ye Huaiyao how they were hunted down, but Ye Huaiyao didn't smile much, and listened quietly with lowered eyes.

Seeing this scene, those who came to assassinate felt uneasy in their hearts.

Mingsheng's name is known all over the world. Although his appearance seems too young and weak, but Guan Wanqiong called him senior brother, and the surrounding Xuantianlou disciples stood aside respectfully in excitement. Who else can guess the identity of this person? less than.

Distressed, he picked up the broken sword that he had just dropped on the ground, and the monk at the head asked tentatively, "Your Excellency... but Ming Sheng?"

Ye Huaiyao said: "That's right, let's go."

The monk was startled: "Let's go?"

He was just about to ask where he was going and what he meant, when he looked up and saw Ye Huaiyao shaking his folding fan, looking at him with a half-smile and half a smile, the four big characters "too much nonsense" were still hanging brightly on the fan.

The monk immediately choked on his next words, and a look of embarrassment flashed across his face.

Ye Huaiyao said: "You guys, die early and be reborn early, don't waste time, I know you were sent by Ouyang Xian to assassinate his father in order to keep the position of Patriarch. I also saw you hurt my disciples with my own eyes. It just so happened that Ouyang Xian It is obvious that the person is in the Xuantian Building at this time, and the evidences are all there, so let me find him."

He simply didn't leave any room for it. These people's faces turned pale, they looked at each other, and suddenly turned around and ran away.

As soon as he took a step forward, he heard a buzzing sound of sword energy, and Ye Huaiyao said flatly, "Wan Qiong, how many people did we lose?"

Guan Wanqiong said: "One person died and five were injured."

Before the words were finished, the cultivator who was running at the front fell to the ground and died from the sword.

Immediately afterwards, there were a few more soft sounds, and the arms of the other few who were full of blood were cut off neatly, and they rolled to the ground and howled.

Ye Huaiyao put his hands behind his back and didn't move his feet. He said calmly, "I've never been willing to fight rashly, but it's always been this way to kill people and pay debts. You hurt my Xuantianlou disciples, these few swords are not good enough. Injustice, the rest of the interest will be repaid at the Xuantian Tower, I hope you will not let me do it again."

Ouyang Song looked straight, and murmured: "I can fight, beautiful, just... I'm going to die, I'm going to die."

It was rare for Heng'e to not run on him, and she was equally at a loss beside her: "Aren't I dreaming again? Immortal...sister?"

With Ye Huaiyao's action first, the others did not dare to act rashly at all. They were tied into a string by the disciples of Xuantianlou with soul-binding ropes, and they were honestly led out first.

After Ye Huaiyao finished dealing with these matters, he walked quickly to Ouyang Song, cupped his hands at him and said, "Mr. Ouyang, I'm really ashamed that the rescue came late. How is your injury? Do you need my help to heal?"

As he asked, he took out a bottle of wound medicine and handed it to Ouyang Song, and passed the remaining bottle to Guan Wanqiong, signaling her to give it to the other disciples in her hands.

It looks even better up close!Simply perfect!This figure, this face, this voice!

Thinking that he has seen countless beauties in his life, if he can't sleep with such a man, what's the point of living!

Ouyang's family has always drifted away from the outside world, and when he came to Ouyang Song's place, he was even more unrestrained. Thinking of the last time he saw Ming Sheng in Xuantian Tower, Ye Huaiyao's master was sitting there, but he had never really had a relationship with Ye Huaiyao. Met far away.

Ouyang Song tried his best to suppress his nympho, and softened his voice by an octave: "It doesn't matter, you'll be fine after taking the medicine. If it wasn't for my family affairs, Xuantianlou wouldn't have to run so hard. Everyone, Ouyang Song is very grateful."

Thank you so much, I want to make a promise with my body!

Ouyang Song grabbed Ye Huaiyao's hand and thanked him repeatedly, but Ye Huaiyao didn't think about other aspects at all, he just felt that the other party was being too polite.

On the contrary, Guan Wanqiong heard Ouyang Song's dangerous remarks before, and felt that this guy was suspected of profiteering, so she leaned over to squeeze Ye Huaiyao away, grabbed Ouyang Song's hand tightly with both hands, and said repeatedly: "You are welcome! You are welcome. !"

Ouyang Song let go of his hand silently.

Ye Huaiyao looked at the two people, but didn't know what they were doing, so he said, "It's my duty to help each other, sir, you don't have to be polite, since there is no problem, let's go too."

Heng'e was hesitant to speak at the side, but seeing that Ye Huaiyao was busy here, he didn't notice himself squeezed among the other disciples in Xuantian Tower, so he didn't say anything for the time being.

When a group of people walked outside, Ye Huaiyao looked around, always feeling that there seemed to be a gloomy atmosphere around him that made him very uncomfortable.

He asked Guan Wanqiong: "What is this place? I've never seen it before."

Because there was no abnormality, everyone forgot about it.

Guan Wanqiong remembered it after hearing the words, and said: "I don't know either. Brother, this temple is strange. We ran here just now and saw it growing out of the ground. I didn't think much about it at the time, so I broke in , forgot to tell you."

Ye Huaiyao said: "Grow from the ground?"

As his words fell, the candles in the entire hall suddenly lit up, and the originally gloomy hall suddenly became resplendent and bright.

Ouyang Song shook his head violently, and shouted: "No, get out!"

As he spoke, he grabbed Heng'e and another disciple nearby and threw them out the door.

Although Ye Huaiyao didn't understand what was going on, he made a decisive decision and pushed the few people in front away with a flick of his sleeves.

In an instant, the door slammed shut.

At this time, the only three people left in the hall were Ye Huaiyao, Guan Wanqiong and Ouyang Song.

The three of them didn't speak for a while, and there was a dead silence all around.

Guan Wanqiong felt that she should have been very flustered, but she couldn't help it. She couldn't even pretend to be scared when she followed his senior brother.

Sure enough, Ye Huaiyao calmly said, "It's okay, let me see what's going on."

The light at this time illuminates the surroundings brightly, and even the spider webs in the corner can be seen clearly.

He found that there were still many murals painted on the dark walls, but the lines were not beautiful, the characters were not moving, and the stories were even bloody.

Ouyang Xian said: "I was trapped in a similar village before. I had no experience at the time, and I was beaten out by force, and the consumption was very high. In fact, the ghosts attached to it should be all grievances. As long as their grievances are alleviated, it will be fine. Crack."

He felt it for a moment, and said happily: "This time the resentment should be much lighter than last time, it's not too bad luck."

Ye Huaiyao said: "Then we have to figure out what this mural means first. It seems that there are three people in a family... a couple and a maid, and then the husband wrestled with the maid and killed her, and the wife poisoned her husband .”

Guan Wanqiong guessed: "It is very likely that the servant girl's resentful spirit is attached here. The master wanted to force her, but he killed her by mistake. The wife hated her husband's betrayal, so she poisoned her husband to death."

It sounds like this explanation seems to be the most reasonable, Ye Huaiyao was unsure: "Maybe?"

Suddenly, there was a burst of light laughter from a woman around.

Then, they saw the woman on the mural move, and then the servant girl's face turned into Guan Wanqiong's face.

Seeing this scene, Guan Wanqiong got goose bumps all over her body.

Then I heard the wife complaining to the maid: "What do you think is good about a man? I don't understand our thoughts, I don't know how to take care of the housework and take care of the children. I am upset at home, and I have to worry that they will be messed with when they are released." Grass."

Then the picture froze, and the voice stopped.

Ouyang Song said: "This is waiting for your answer."

Guan Wanqiong said: "This... Brother, what am I talking about?"

Ye Huaiyao said: "I don't know either, just try to say something casually. If you make a mistake, I will protect you."

Guan Wanqiong was relieved, so she said "yes", which was a simple and correct answer.

Sure enough, the wife continued: "So, women understand women better and are more suitable for each other's company, don't they?"

Ye Huaiyao: "???"

Guan Wanqiong: "???"

She was at a loss, a little bit unable to comprehend, thinking that if the resentful spirit in the painting was a maidservant, then changing her tragic fate should eliminate the resentment.

And the root of this fate is that husband, nothing else needs to be considered.

Guan Wanqiong said: "Yes, if Madam really thinks so, why don't you make peace with the master, and I will always be with you."

Unexpectedly, as soon as this remark came out, the surrounding resentment was strong, sharp and oppressive, pressing towards the three of them.

Ye Huaiyao felt that something was wrong just now, but now he confirmed his conjecture, he stepped in front of Ouyang Song, and at the same time pulled Guan Wanqiong behind him.

He made a slight mistake in his finger, and unfolded the folding fan with a sound, and the spiritual power flowed out, forcefully forcing the resentment back, and at the same time said: "Wan Qiong, the resentment is that husband, praise him quickly!"

Guan Wanqiong quickly said: "No, no, I was wrong! What are servants and servants, how can they accompany Madam. The master is magnificent, talented, good-looking, good-natured, respected by everyone, gentle and considerate, humorous and generous... ..."

He boasted a dozen or so idioms in one breath, and he really ran out of words, so he concluded: "He is really a good husband who can't be found with a lantern!"

The attack stopped, and Ye Huaiyao breathed a sigh of relief.

The resentment around him was indeed a little thinner.

Ouyang Song clenched his fist and smashed it in the palm of his hand, and whispered: "I understand, this lady and maid are just a couple!"

Guan Wanqiong: "Huh?"

Looking at the picture, she asked uncertainly, "Is that maid disguised as a woman?"

Ye Huaiyao said: "No way... Both of them are women..."

Ouyang Song said in a vicissitudes: "I am a person who has experienced it, so you don't have to doubt my judgment. According to my opinion, this story should be like this."

"This man is crippled, and he didn't talk about getting a wife until one day he bought a girl who sold her body to bury her father on the street, and brought her home to become his wife. Unexpectedly, this lady also disliked him, and secretly hooked up with the maid .”

"It was revealed that the man killed the maid, and the wife poisoned her to avenge her beloved maid."

Ye Huaiyao and Guan Wanqiong didn't know how close to reality Ouyang Song's version of the story was, but at the very least, it was undoubtedly the man who had resentment in the painting.

At this time, the wife spoke again: "Why do you think so, don't you like women?"

Ouyang Song reservedly smiled.

I just heard the female ghost ask: "Don't bother with that stinky man, are you willing to be with me?"

This time there was no need for Ouyang Song and Ye Huaiyao to remind, Guan Wanqiong immediately said loudly: "I don't want to!"

It is now certain that everything in this painting is the result of the victim's obsession.

He probably couldn't figure it out, that he would become a rival in love with a woman, and even die because of it, so whenever he saw someone breaking in, he had to ask.

Guan Wanqiong said righteously: "I don't like women, and I won't be with you, not to mention that my wife already has a husband, and that's the one you should entrust your whole life to. How can you be ungrateful and let him down!"

This is probably the standard answer to the proposition. After Guan Wanqiong finished speaking, she stared at the mural nervously, only to see that the maid's face gradually returned to its original appearance, and finally it was no longer facing her face.

The surrounding resentment also subsided a little, but the outside door slammed a few times, but it still didn't open.

Ye Huaiyao said, "There is another painting on the opposite wall."

He felt that he was not perverted enough to explain the correct meanings of these pictures, so he took the initiative to say: "Mr. Ouyang, I'm not very good at this, please try again."

Ouyang Song felt that his whole body was full of strength, and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay!"

The author has something to say: Junior Sister: Let go of my senior brother!Let me do it if you want to tease me!

Ouyang Song is not a bad person, he is...a nymphomaniac...the devil's beating can be cured.