The entire Wenren Mansion was immediately divided into four parts.
On the one hand, it is the real location of ghosts, which is the place with the fewest people.
There are only three people in the entire field: Wenren Qianjue, Baili Suye, and Wenren Xuexi.
On the other hand, it is the maze of blood lines arranged by Mo Lao.
The center of the formation is Bai Sheng, who is constantly losing blood, before the ghost recognizes her master.
If she cannot be rescued in time, she will become Mo Lao forever. puppet In other places, Wenren Xuexi had previously invited various strangers from the world to wander around in the mist.
Everyone’s force value is still very high Each has its own strengths There were only one area where there were not many people.
Once they entered that area, deafening screams started to sound like a woman losing her beloved son.
That's not a woman, that's Qing Yi His clothes were covered with blood and he had fallen on a big blue stone.
Blood drops were still slowly dripping from the corners of his pale mouth.
Looking at Ouyang Junnuo, who was walking leisurely towards him, he was furious and his eyes were full of shock.
It's rare to see such a strong opponent, and he was unscathed in the confrontation with him.
Ouyang Junnuo walked over, wearing ethereal clothes that seemed very simple and plain, but upon closer inspection, they turned out to be extremely luxurious.
He raised his hand with a dark heart, and elegantly held up his rose gold frame, behind the shiny lenses. , unable to see the dark look in the fox's eyes.
He said calmly: "Qingyi, do you still want to fight?"
Qing Yi gasped for air.
When she saw him appearing, she couldn't control herself and wanted to hide away.
However, he knew that he could not escape at all He could only say: "Ouyang Junnuo, if you think about it carefully, I can give you a lot of gossip, which is worth a lot of money, as long as you don't kill me."
Ouyang Junnuo glanced at him indifferently, still looking like a gentle gentleman.
The purple gold abacus had already been placed on his waist, no different from before.
"I have plenty of money.
Even if you choose to use money to kill you, I will still be satisfied."
Ouyang Junnuo's faint voice had no ups and downs, but was extremely gentle.
Qing Yi knows that it is difficult to change his decision Say something to impress this rich man He rolled his eyes and immediately came up with a clever plan: "Ouyang Junnuo, is the woman you like called Wenren Qianjue?
Otherwise, why would someone like you who only cares about interests act unreasonably?
Let me help you get it.
She, please let me go."
Ouyang Junnuo had already walked to Qing Yi's side.
He raised his chin, allowing Qing Yi to see the fox eyes covered by the lenses.
They were so cold, as if the endless night was filling the air: "You talk too much."
Stab A very small voice sounded Ouyang Junnuo clapped his hands casually and straightened his body.
At his feet, Qing Yi could no longer speak.
Only a pair of eyes were still staring helplessly, as if they would not close their eyes until death.
Ouyang Junnuo didn't even glance at the corpse at his feet.
He walked leisurely towards the depths of the mist, as if strolling in the garden on a spring day.
His fingers moved unconsciously on the small purple and gold abacus.
In today's situation, everyone has found the person they should be facing.
Haha, it’s very interesting to hear about this situation.
Fortunately he never missed it.
The figure paused, then soared into the sky like a white crane.
It was as graceful and ethereal as a sharp white arrow.
In an instant, the entire Wen family had been seen.
Trap, killer. everywhere No matter how powerful you are, once you get here, it will be difficult to get out The mist formation was created by Mo Lao and several other senior weirdos.
Even if they defeated the enemies in front of them, enemies would still appear in a steady stream, making it impossible to get out.
It seems like everything has just begun.
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Ouyang Junnuo smiled lightly.
He was not in a hurry.
He could enjoy such an interesting thing for a while longer.
Behind him, a terrifying figure pounced on Ouyang Junnuo.
He raised his hand and blocked the sound, making it impossible to get close.
"Here comes another one who doesn't know how to live or die."
Ouyang Junnuo looked back with a smile.
In this case, before finding Qian Jue, let's play with them first.
In the bloodline, this time, Pei Yuange also stood opposite Mo Lao "Hey, look, that big brother rushed in."
The children started chirping again, not feeling the pain in their left arm at all.
He gossiped with great interest: "If you ask me, it must be because of the woman in the middle."
"That's all you know."
There was a sound of a slap on the head.
The children quickly made another ball "Boy, next, we're going to do some real tricks."
Mo Lao's voice was hoarse, and he completely lost the freedom he had just now.
He was about to lift the thing in front of him, and suddenly he felt a cold feeling in front of his fingertips.
I want to hide but I can't.
The Crescent Needle is almost the king when it comes to close combat.
Once it locks onto a target and completely adheres to it, the opponent will be hit as long as he makes a sudden move.
Mo Lao hid and was sweating profusely, but his mouth was still moving something quickly.
In an instant, the red line tightened The extremely thin blood lines were like sharp blades, crisscrossing and cutting into broken scars on Pei Yuange's body.
Pei Yuange raised his hand and subconsciously planned to use the crescent needle to break it, but he saw that the blood threads were all locked on Bai Shengluo's body.
As long as he dared to break them, those blood threads would definitely break on Bai Shengluo's body, leaving scars all over his body.
He couldn't imagine the consequences I can only loosen those red lines with my hands, jump out of the circle and run into the gaps between other blood lines.
As soon as he landed, Mo Lao's fingers began to manipulate again, almost locking Pei Yuange again.
He jumped out again.
Every time he reached a new point, Mo Lao was seen manipulating the blood lines, like traps.
As long as Pei Yuange dares to jump in He dares to let the trap work The maze of blood lines has begun to move, with nowhere to stay.
Pei Yuange didn't believe it and was still jumping.
He was finally locked by the blood thread and couldn't turn back.
Those thin threads, like blades, left bloody wounds on his body one after another, and they were still cutting deeply.
Soon, he was covered in blood.
But facing Bai Shengluo's empty eyes, Pei Yuange didn't dare to attack those blood lines at all.
"Boy, do you know how powerful I am this time?"
Mo Lao continued.
Not long after, Pei Yuange's body was covered in blood.
He spoke, his voice hoarse and gentle: "Sheng Luo, wake up.
I am your little wife."
"Hahaha."
Mo Lao looked up to the sky and laughed.
"She won't wake up.
No one has ever been able to wake up after becoming my puppet.
Just save it.
Do you know that women are the most useful kind of puppets?
Wenrou Township is the Tomb of Heroes."
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Pei Yuange ignored Mo Lao and continued to talk to Bai Shengluo: "Shengluo, as a man, you should look like my man.
Wake up and let's go home."
His voice was very gentle, so gentle that it seemed to melt at the touch of a touch.
There was a trace of looseness in Bai Shengluo's eyes.
Mo Lao didn't notice that Pei Yuange ignored the pain of execution all over his body, his face was covered with blood, but his smile was so gentle: "Yes, Sheng Luo, let's go home.
The Bai family is destroyed and we can rebuild it.
You have nowhere to go, I will Give you a home."
"Who will go home with you?"
Bai Shengluo spoke calmly, his voice full of exhaustion.
She has been tortured for too long and has lost too much blood.
It is not easy to wake up now.
"How come?"
Mo Lao was shocked.
It should be impossible for this kind of thing to happen.
Just when he was surprised, Bai Shengluo had already recited something silently, his body emitted a faint light, and then, like a golden cicada peeling off its shell, he easily left the bloodline.
"Such a dirty thing."
She glanced at her feet with indifference and disgust.
The plain white feet are also emitting that faint glow, so white that they are almost transparent.
Under their feet are the criss-crossing lines of blood.
Once Bai Shengluo escapes from the bloodline maze, Pei Yuange's face was covered in blood, but his smile was evil and wild.
Nothing could stop him.
The crescent needle was brought to his lips, and he kissed the crescent needle gently: "Baby, it's up to you."
After that, the crescent needle moved far and near with his movements as fast as flying.
A flash of white light can be seen.
Throughout the field, the sound of ropes being broken continued to be heard.
Pah pah pah is extremely pleasant to the ears.
Mo Lao manipulated the threads on his ten fingers.
Many threads merged into one and pressed down towards Pei Yuange.
At this time, his crescent needle had not been withdrawn yet.
No way to retreat Those terrible threads swallowed him up Bai Shengluo's big eyes floating in the air were completely frozen.
His feet were unsteady and he almost fell from the air: "Pei Yuange" she suddenly opened her mouth: "You are not allowed to die, I did not allow you to die."
Her pretty little face was full of anxiety and disbelief.
How could that cynical man who always smiles die here?
Shouldn't he die in a woman's bed?
Bai Shengluo didn't have time to think about how weird his idea was.
Bai Shengluo jumped down.
Regardless of the excessive blood loss all over his body, he directly dipped the blood oozing from his body and cast the uncontrollable Blood Forbidden Curse.
Those surging and crawling threads were instantly dispersed by the blood curse, Pei Yuange was lying there alone, his face pale, his lips tightly closed, and his handsome face glowed with a lifeless blue color, as if he had no breath.
My head was buzzing.
Bai Shengluo ignored Mo Lao and was still there.
He threw himself on him and tugged on his collar: "Wake up."
Seeing that he still didn't respond, with tears falling down her face, she raised her hand and slapped him: "Pei Yuange, who the hell allowed you to die?"
After his breath stagnated, Pei Yuange slowly opened his eyes, but it was as if he was looking back: "Sheng Luo.
You cried."
His slender white fingers stretched out and gently wiped away her tears: "Do you like me?"
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Without any time to think about it, Bai Shengluo nodded fiercely: "I like it."
"That's good."
The next second, Pei Yuange stood up without any problems, holding the porcelain doll-like little woman in his arms: "Tsk, tsk, now we can deal with this old guy together
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