The night is as dark as ink, and the lanterns hang high.

After experiencing ups and downs, the Xue family mansion finally returned to peace.

As for the Blood Clothes Sect that Fang Shaoxia mentioned, including the altar, everyone did feel a little unwell, but after all, it would be dawn soon, so they didn't bother to look for it, and just sat together and waited.

In the morning, the children and grandchildren of this mansion were in harmony, and they were having a lively competition, and the running banquet was lively, and both the guests and the host were enjoying themselves. However, suddenly the old master of the family died suddenly, causing an uproar.

After finally covering up the cause of General Zhu Yi's death, and just when everything was going well, the old family master was caught by a secret agent again, and the conspiracy was exposed on the spot. He turned out to be a bad guy who had been thinking about attacking future generations.

Especially Young Master Canglang, he experienced the tragedy of losing his father, resurrecting his father, and killing his father with his own hands in just one day.

It’s hard to describe how complicated this place is, but some people are really feasting their eyes and feeling extremely comfortable...haven’t decades of preparation been just for this moment?

Whoosh.

A burly figure dressed in black avoided everyone, climbed up the eaves secretly, and easily found the main room in the inner courtyard. He casually uncovered a few tiles and looked in through the cold moonlight. It was quiet inside.

Da.

Several pebbles fell from the roof, making a loud sound, and at the same time, a figure suddenly passed through the window.

Da da da!

The figure ejected the stone in mid-air and flew in all directions, its power hidden within but not released.

Just looking at this move, he is at least a master of Qiqiao!

The cabinet, which looked like it was worth a lot of money, had several holes punched through the table, but the figure was still worried. He pulled the air from the air, and the cabinet suddenly opened, and then punched out like a dragon!

No one.

‘I didn’t expect them to find this place either...’

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, he suddenly turned around, flicked his sleeves and robes, and flew out several poison-quenching darts!

"Ji!"

Just a scream was heard, and when the thing was seen clearly, the black shadow couldn't help but laugh and cry.

It was a fat rat. After being hit by a dart, it even lost its head.

Since it took so long, he stopped testing and walked straight to the bed and lifted it up.

Suddenly, the figure's pupils shrank.

This bed has signs of being moved——

The thought suddenly occurred to him, and he suddenly flew back, spinning his body in the air for several weeks, exploding energy like a top!

Unfortunately, it was still a step too late. Countless star threads were already hanging down from the eaves, quickly wrapped around his body, and then tightened hard!

The black clothes on the figure were torn like catkins and turned into flying butterflies. He groaned and was about to get rid of his anger——

"Zhu Yiwu!!"

This clear and angry shout made him freeze up, and a blazing fire dragon stepped quickly, appearing in one step and detouring in two steps!

Boom!

The burst of fire hit him hard, and the figure flew out upside down. While using the force in the air, he raised his sword to chop the flying star line, and landed firmly on the ground.

In the front is the young hero holding a red sword, and in the back is the maid with flashing eyes and a charming smile. The roar was too loud, and there were already the sounds of scattered footsteps.

"You seem strange," Fang Xiwen held the sword in both hands, his body seemed to be relaxed but tense, and he stepped closer, "Why didn't you find us in the room?"

"Because we went out just a moment before you entered the house." Jiang Xingchu smiled and pulled out a few star lines, blocking his way back.

Hearing this, the burly black figure silently took off his hood, and it turned out to be Zhu Yiwu!

At this time, he was hiding his tiger body, looking forward and full of heroic spirit, but how could he still look a little wretched and short?

He looked at Fang Xiwen and said in a leisurely tone, "I underestimated you."

"It's not difficult to guess. The old master is not an emotionless person. He will not kill the housekeeper for no reason. Moreover, he is in good condition and is not in a hurry to extend his life... The one who really wants the 'Blood Qi' is you.

."

"Yes, the old ghost has been planning for a long time, and he also found a way to temporarily suppress the blood species, just to lure me out of the cave, but he didn't expect to be disturbed by the six-door spy.

Mr. Fang, I really need to thank you."

"There's no need to shake me so much," Fang Xiwen smiled slightly, "He's not a good guy either. He decorated this altar himself.

Even if I can't attract you, I still have to start this ritual... Ha, in the end, I ended up counting myself to death."

"What Fang Shaoxia said...does it sound a little regretful?" Zhu Yiwu, who had restored his original appearance, looked proud and looked like a tough guy. He was still smiling at this time.

"Actually, the head of the old family was quite a bit of a guy... He was afraid that if the Jiang family really died, he deliberately evicted the unpromising second house, leaving the most promising Jiang Xizhi to be buried in the main house instead.

In the end, he woke up at the last moment and was actually willing to die in his hands... How can this be calculated? There is no way to calculate it."

Fang Xiwen was holding a sword of fire, and there was some emotion in his words. You can say that Jiang Changshou is bad, but it is true that he not only cultivated magic skills, but also planned the lives of future generations.

But if you say he has no feelings, then you can see that he made an explanation before his death.

Can't tell clearly.

Hearing this, Zhu Yiwu actually laughed out loud, "He is just too cheap, indecisive, wants to kill but can't bear it, wants to die but doesn't dare to die, both the first and second bedrooms of the Jiang family are in disgrace!

A bunch of idiots, hahaha——"

Boom!

A flash of lightning flashed beside him, forcing his words back into his throat. Fang Xiwen appeared, his expression turned cold, "Are you laughing at your mother?"

"Oh?"

"If you hadn't tortured him with mother worms, how could the old family master have ended up in such a situation!" Fang Xiwen showed anger and waved his sword brazenly, "Survival and offspring are not an alternative at all. You have to force him to choose.

!!"

The blue lightning made a crackling sound and hit Zhu Yiwu hard. The latter did not dodge or dodge, but punched him with a long smile, "This is the punishment for apostasy!

Borrowing the resources of the holy religion to open the nine orifices, you want to start your own business? There is no way!"

This punch came hard and fierce, with a strong sense of blood evil. Fortunately, Fang Xiwen's true energy was extremely pure, and it was dissipated after a short movement. The horizontal sword blocked Jiang Xingchu's body and no longer came close.

"No fight?"

"Are you an idiot? There are so many helpers out there," Fang Xi said. The sword fairy rolled his eyes and shrugged, "Seriously, are you sour? The old master is less than thirty years old. Why are you here now?"

Seven orifices?"

"I want you to take care of it!!"

This really hit a sore spot. Zhu Yiwu threw a few punches as if fiercely, but Fang Xiwen, with the support, was not too weak. He drew a circle with his long sword and clashed with fierceness.

The dragon spits out pearls and shines on the people!

After a few moves, Zhu Yiwu's external skills were quite good. He smashed Chi Lian's sword with his fist a few times, but nothing happened. Instead, his hands were numb from the shock, evil energy spread all the way along the sword's body, and his blood surged.

"Kid, you are a righteous young man, but the one behind you is from the Star Palace, a devil!

Do you think she is doing chivalry and righteousness? This bitch has been here for this altar all morning!" Zhu Yiwu punched him, and he struggled to cope with it, and there was a sweet feeling in his throat.

Although Jiang Xingchu has been assisted by Yungong Tianyin, after all, he has a normal Qiqiao in front of him, and the frontal pressure is too great!

Hearing this, Fang Xiwen sneered, flicked his wrist, and the sword shadow split into thousands, "So what? She won't harm others like you!"

Zhu Yiwu saw the opportunity, broke through the shadow of the sword, and punched him, sending him flying backwards. Just as he was about to rush to the entrance of the altar, he found the Xing Palace girl blocking her there. He couldn't help but sneered, "How dare you try to stop me?"

?"

Phew!

Another powerful and heavy blood-evil boxing technique, this punch has gained its true meaning. There seems to be a sea of ​​blood rolling back in Jiang Xingchu's eyes, and the evil energy is soaring to the sky!

At this time, there was a sudden sound of a sword, and Fang Xiwen turned around and rushed over, also swinging a sword!

The exterior sword moves obtained from the Qingmo God, reaching the peak of the clouds!

The only thing that can resist the true meaning of the location is the true meaning of the same level!

Wanren Yunfeng was in contact with the sea of ​​blood. After all, Fang Xiwen was not as good as him, so he took action hastily. This time, he received a severe blow. Even though Jiang Xingchu tried his best to eliminate it, he still looked up to the sky and spurted blood, and his whole right hand hung down softly.

.

"Hey!"

Countless threads entangled him, Jiang Xingchu pulled him to his side, his face full of anger: "What are you doing? I have a secret treasure for protection!!"

"The meaning of blood evil, chaos and chaos...the secret treasure may not be effective," Fang Xiwen smiled reluctantly, and was pulled out of the battlefield by her, pointing to herself, "I also have it on my body, but there is no reaction."

"Then you're going to rush over here? I really didn't scold you wrong!" Jiang Xingchu was furious for a moment.

The three of them faced off for a while, and then fought for a while. It seemed like a long time passed, but in fact it was only a few minutes. Everyone who had fallen asleep finally rushed over.

This didn't allow them to prepare in advance. The scope was too large and could easily alarm Zhu Yiwu. The two of them didn't even tell Jiang Xizhi.

"Wu...Master Wu, why is this happening?"

"Why did you get into a fight with Feng Wangjian?"

"Fuck you, these people are from the Blood Clothes Sect, a bunch of idiots!" Jiang Xingchu stamped his feet and cursed, "He has a grudge against Old Ghost Jiang. He used the bone shrinking technique just to be around to watch him being tortured. He's just a
To be continued...