Night Visit

Author: Unlucky Caffeine

Night Visit

Jian Baisan was dispersed all the way, using a scattering to cover the breath.

But the ancient jade wheel didn't go anywhere. He really hummed a small song along the way, kicking stones, and walked staggeringly to Tanxuan Village.

The gate of Tanxuan Village was a very high purple gold lion bronze door. The ancient jade wheel walked up and knocked it with her fingers. The door slowly opened a crack.

He walked in sideways, and the door slowly closed again.

Jian Baisan thought for a while, summoned the goose-shaped flying magic weapon, hooked it up and flew high into the sky, and looked down at the manor under his feet.

Tanxuanzhuang is obviously divided into outer courtyard and inner courtyard.

It was not too late now. The lights in the outer courtyard were a little lighted, but the inner courtyard was pitch black, as if everyone had already rested.

Moreover, even if the lights are on in the outer courtyard, there are almost no people who are resting and enjoying the cool air outside, and they cannot hear the voices.

When he was in the Beast Control Sect, the disciple Peak where Jian Baisan lived was living in a small village by his sisters, with smoke everywhere. Moreover, the sound of practicing back and forth was not small, and there was a scream from time to time.

Why is this villa so quiet?

But she could not smell a trace of blood when she sniffed again, as if the bloody smell she smelled in the yard was just an illusion.

She took the risk of slowly lowering the height a little, and while ensuring that she was not discovered, she lowered her head and looked down from the outer courtyard.

Under the dim lantern, some people were sitting cross-legged in the grass.

The spiritual power surging beside him looked like he was practicing.

Jian Baisan's doubts were eliminated a lot.

Maybe this is their villa, what special rules?

After not finding anything for the time being, Jian Baisan looked at it for a while, raised the height again, and left.

After she left for only three breaths, she hummed a song and kicked the stones into the ancient jade wheel in the inner courtyard and suddenly stopped singing.

He stopped, wiped the cold sweat from the limit on his face, and gently retracted his hands.

The spiritual power hovering at the low altitude of the outer courtyard was suddenly withdrawn. The "disciples of the outer courtyard" sitting cross-legged on the ground fell to the ground one after another, making a dull thud. The upper limbs and lower limbs that were forcibly closed were separated, like smoke.

The strong bloody smell suddenly spread out in the yard again.

He patted his chest exaggeratedly, but a trace of gloom on his face that was quite inconsistent with his decent appearance: "...How did she find out?"

"The plan cannot be delayed"

Gu Yulun clapped his hands, and the two lanterns in front of the corridor were lit up, illuminating the five people tied tightly by something through the broken corner of the paper window.

He turned around and pushed open the door, kicking the ice magazine that fell to the ground. The copper ice magazine was carved with marigolds. It was supposed to be filled with ice to bring coolness to the owner of the house, but now it is not the case.

It has no use except for the noise that makes the heart-wrenching noise.

The two of them woke up suddenly by the sound, one man and one woman, the original owner and wife of Tanxuan Village.

The man stared at the ancient jade wheel with bloodshot eyes, and a "hoho" sound came from his throat. The owner's wife was still able to speak, and only stared at the three young girls on the side and said hatefully: "Let me go, let me go,"

Son"

A harmless smile appeared on Gu Yulun's upright and handsome face: "No."

Before he finished speaking, these people stood up uncontrollably, opened their eyes and stared at the ancient jade wheel in fear, as if there was not a person in front of him, but a monster.

A long steel whip tied them was held in the hands of the ancient jade wheel and disappeared suddenly.

The exercises continued to work, and the five people couldn't help but move their hands and feet, took out black robes or masks from their rings, put them on their faces, and took smooth steps, one after another from the house.

He walked out and walked into the inner courtyard.

Gu Yulun took Tianxinqing, who had been taken from Jian Baisan, stood on the eaves and took a sip, allowing the wine to flow from his neck into his collar.

The ground in the outer courtyard was filled with lodging corpses, and in the room where the disciples lived, there were more disciples who fell to the ground with a blue face, and their breath was gone.

This is an exhibition.

The owner of the manor Gu Ruolin and his wife Duan He looked at the faces of familiar disciples. They always felt that they were running in the sun a few days ago and greeting them, happily calling them "Master and Master's Lady".

Duan He was controlled by some force and squatted down and touched a pair of cold hands. She remembered that their owner was Yu Minbai, who just started last year and had a naughty personality, but she showed it to herself a month ago

Passed a butterfly she caught.

Gu Ruolin was controlled and stopped next to an extremely tragic corpse. The moment his pupils suddenly opened and recognized him, his body couldn't help but continue moving forward.

In the vague flesh and blood, there was a ruby ​​pendant.

This belongs to his most proud disciple and the senior brother who the children trust the most. Facing such a terrifying enemy, he never thought of escaping alone, because behind him were three small corpses.

Gu Yulun controlled them, squatting in front of the dead disciples one by one, touching their cheeks or fresh, bloody intestines, showing an intoxicating smile.

He smiled and looked at the lost people, but he was moving smoothly, and said gently: "Tomorrow, we must perform well."

...

Jian Baisan was filled with a hint of sorry, but in the end he could not bear it.

Two kittens who had kicked her several blood marks—oh, now named Dahong and Xiaohong, were finally forced to stop moving, and looked at Jian Baisan with dissatisfaction with no threat.

Jian Baisan controlled the faint current and re-activated the two little guys' hair, then used a grate to combed them again, and finally finished combing some dead lice.

Their talent is probably the result of the efforts of the entire race. A single individual is even so weak that he will be bitten by ordinary insects.

Jian Baisan stopped exercising his skills, and she put two kittens who had started to hang their teeth and claws on the ground: "Go to play, I'll come and accompany me to the underground black market tomorrow."

No wonder old man Snake Yang said that this technique was powerful. Jian Baisan rinsed his arm that was scratched red with clean water. He thought that the control of the monster under the Warcraft contract was so powerful.

After writing, we use the technique of using Jian Baisan to control the kitten to stomp randomly, which is not aimless.
Chapter completed!