Cough cough cough…
Halfway through the words, he started coughing violently and finally stopped. He continued: "I already... remember your appearance, hahahaha~"
A mouthful of blood spat out from his mouth, but it was black. Tsurumi Chuyun frowned when he saw this. He realized something and quickly pinched his mouth to check, but Yang Chaoying had already been poisoned.
Her eyes froze. She never expected that Yang Chaoying, a member of the family, would imitate a dead man and stuff poison sacs into his mouth, sacrificing himself at critical moments to keep secrets.
He quickly took out the detoxification pill from the storage space and pressed it into Yang Chaoying's mouth. Although he couldn't resist, she forced his mouth open and ate it. After reluctantly swallowing, he let out a very mocking laugh, shook his head and said: "It's useless. This is the rotten bone pollen of the Ice Fei Flower. The poison attacks quickly. You can't save me. Hahahaha..."
Smiling, he spat out another mouthful of black blood. The nails on his five fingers began to turn black and ooze with pus. His teeth became loose, and when he tightened his mouth, they all fell off.
His whole body became limp, and as his eyes became cloudy, Tsurumi Chuyun frowned and stretched out his hand to explore the other person's breath. The detoxification pill had no effect. The person was dead, but the eyes were dead. Staring at herself made her hair stand on end and sent chills down her spine.
Not long after, Shen Yi fell next to him, looking at the strange phenomena on Yang Chaoying's body, and asked: "Is he infected by a virus? Why did he die like this?"
She didn't answer, but just looked at Shen Yi. The armor of the God of Life on her body dissipated, and her true soul was returned to him.
"Did you use that explosive magical power?"
"Well, don't worry. It's all been dealt with. There's nothing wrong with it."
He saw Chuyun nodded, feeling slightly relieved, and walked to the side and sat down cross-legged.
And watching her close her eyes, Shen Yi blinked: "Old witch?"
"..."
"You're as pale as a ghost, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." She replied these three words briefly, calmly adjusting her breathing to relieve the discomfort.
Shen Yi didn't bother her and waited boredly. Not long after, Shen Yi heard the footsteps of several people in the distance. He quickly turned around and saw Zhao Yanzhi and others walking in a hurry.
"Chu Yun!"
Tsurumi Chuyun opened his eyes, but he was a little tired. He took another pill, but he took too much and felt a little nauseous. Fortunately, he endured it in the end.
"How are you? Are you okay?" Zhao Bingwen stepped forward and asked with concern. He Jian Chuyun shook his head after hearing this, "It's nothing serious."
After confirming that Tsurumi Hatsuun was still alive, the other three people breathed a sigh of relief and contracted with the Class A life god. Now not only the Tsurumi family values Tsurumi Hatsuun, but the Zhao family also values her. In the future, she will not be mentioned in the Ming Dynasty. Even if they just stepped into the Xuanjie and were named a Venerable, the two families would benefit a lot.
After exhaling a sigh of relief and exchanging pleasantries, Zhao Bingxing and Zhao Bingwen checked on Qi Yang Chaoying's situation.
"He is..." Seeing that Yang Chaoying had turned into a corpse, several people had a look of disappointment. Tsurumi Chuyun also told what happened before, saying that Yang Chaoying died because of the God of Life. After the disastrous defeat, the four of them were a little curious, but she did not elaborate.
They looked at Shen Yi, but Shen Yi couldn't "speak" at all. He looked at Zhao Bingwen and looked like it was none of his business.
Not long after, people from other families came one after another, discussing something around Yang Chaoying's body. From time to time, they turned their heads and glanced at Shen Yi, their eyes more or less strange.
The heads of the four major families worked together to defeat the Blood Demon and came one after another, but they were all seriously injured. Their robes were dyed blood red, and two of them had strangely rosy faces.
The doctor from the Zhao family made a diagnosis and confirmed that Tsurumi Chuyun was really not in danger. He put away his tools and nodded to a middle-aged man who was slightly older than Tsurumi Matsu. The man understood what he meant and came to Tsurumi In front of Chu Yun, they were talking about something. The distance was a bit far, and Shen Yi couldn't hear it very clearly, but looking at the old witch's appearance as a good granddaughter, he probably guessed the identity of that person.
The head of the Zhao family.
Another quarter of an hour later, several carriages came from a distance. Zhao Shangchun, the head of the Zhao family, looked over: "The carriages are coming. Chuyun, you go back to recuperate for a few days. Don't be anxious. Even if Xingbao dies. Well, I will arrange two for you when you return to the sect."
Zhao Shangchun spoke very arrogantly, but for some reason, Hejian Chuyun sounded a little harsh, and unconsciously thought of Shen Yiyinyang's own words, but she didn't say anything and still said thank you.
"Thank you, grandpa."
"Go ahead."
With that said, Zhao Shangchun opened the car door.
"Grandpa, wait a moment." She did not go in immediately and waved to Shen Yi.
Upon seeing this, he walked over, but when he saw the magical weapon appearing out of thin air in her hand halfway through, he couldn't help but pause in his steps.
The meaning was obvious, and she understood it. She looked at his beautiful eyebrows and frowned slightly, as if he was intimidating or hinting at something.
Shen Yi glanced at Zhao Shangchun and had no choice but to enter the magical weapon of the spirit.
"Forget it, your elders will give you some face here."
Hanging the magical artifact on his waist, Hejian Chuyun smiled sweetly at Zhao Shangchun, then entered the carriage and sat upright.
"Grandpa, then I will go back to recover from my injuries."
The other party smiled and nodded, waved his hand forward, and then walked towards Yang Chaoying's body with his hands behind his back.
The coachman raised his whip and hit the horse's back with a "snap" sound. Accompanied by the neighing of the horses, the carriage slowly moved forward.
Not far away, Wudong Doukui turned his head slightly and glanced at the carriage where Tsurumi Chuyun was sitting, and then looked at a guest of the Wudong family. The other party hesitated after noticing his eyes, but in the end he nodded as if It seemed as if he was approaching the carriage.
After leaving the crowd, the doorman suddenly flew up, released his spiritual energy, and swung his sword towards Tsurumi Chuyun in the carriage!
Zhao Shangchun, who was in the distance, frowned and reacted quickly. He stretched out his hand and took out an arrow from the quiver on his back. With a flick of his finger, the arrow shot out like a bullet.
Whoosh!
Before the doorman of the Wudong family could touch the carriage with the knife in his hand, there was a "pop" sound, and the arrow easily penetrated his head and was nailed to a tree beside him. The blood stained on the arrow tip was along the edge. The wrinkled bark texture slowly slides down.
What happened suddenly made people a little confused. Zhao Shangchun looked at Wudong Doukui and snorted coldly, and shouted in a deep voice: "Bingxing, Bingle, Changli, Zhao Yu, Jingzhang, you go back with Chuyun."
"Yes! Patriarch." The people named responded in unison, then got into another carriage and followed closely.
Tsurumi Chuyun was a little frightened, but quickly calmed down.
The instigator, Wudong Doukui, looked like he had done nothing, his face was as usual, he was just thinking about something in his mind.
As for the death of a family member, he didn't care at all.
Shaking his head, but suddenly his movements stagnated, Wudong Doukui thought of a person and hurriedly led the person in the direction he came.
When others saw him behaving like this, they couldn't help calling him out: "Wudong Doukui, where are you going?"
"Find someone."
"who?"
"Another guard was protecting the boy from the Yang family. When he confronted him, he took action and knocked himself unconscious."
"...I will go with you." The head of the Chu family also followed with his people. Wudong Doukui did not refuse, and the people from the two families flew quickly towards the place where Li Weiming fell.
The other heads of the Zhao family and the Lou family looked at each other. Although they did not follow, they led people into the collapsed underground palace, trying to find something that could answer their inner doubts.
An hour later, the heads of the four major families gathered together again, but each of them looked solemn.
"Where is the person?" The head of the Lou family asked first, but Wudong Doukui only replied with five words: "Already left."
After the words fell, the head of the Chu family asked: "Where are you?"
The head of the Lou family looked at Zhao Shangchun.
The other party didn't speak. A skull with blood-red runes appeared in his hand and he threw it on the ground casually.
The two of them looked down and frowned, not knowing why.
"Brother Zhao, what do you mean?"
"We found the Ten Thousand Bones Tower in the underground palace." Zhao Shangchun replied, and his words made the pupils of the two people opposite him shrink.
The head of the Chu family was the first to react and called someone, "Zong Xin!"
A woman who looked to be in her thirties came forward, bowed and said, "Master of the family."
"Have you done what I asked you to do?"
"It's done and I'm about to report to the head of the family."
"Tell me what you saw."
"The knowledge of the three people is limited. So far, we can only believe that the Yang family in Zhongzhou, Song Dynasty, is only one of the participants..."
"Who else besides the Yang family?"
Chu Zongxin hesitated for a moment, then answered: "The Gu family, the Lu family, and... the Zhao family, the royal family of the Song Dynasty."
"Any more?"
"No more, the rest is what we already know."
"Just back off."
"Yes." Chu Zongxun stepped aside. The head of the Chu family then looked at the other three people, but they were all silent.
It was obvious that all four of them had guessed something, but none of them said anything.
After a while, Zhao Shangchun still said: "Let's go see Mr. Shufu."
The so-called Master Shufu is a Xuan-level venerable from Wuchuan, the imperial city of Daliang.
The heads of the four major families had been rejected before, and they did not want to come to visit him again in a short period of time, but none of them objected.
If things were really what they thought, then the Xuanjie Venerable would have to invite them.
Another hour passed. In Hengzhou City, the originally aloof heads of the four families all gathered in front of a magnificent mansion after their change. Although the area was not as large as any of the four major families, and even smaller than some small families, But it's more refined.
After the four heads of family looked at each other for confirmation, the head of the Chu family took the lead and knocked on the door of the mansion.
The door was quickly opened, and a young man walked out. He seemed to have known that the four people would come. He stood still and said calmly: "Everyone, my master just said that there will be no visitors behind closed doors today, but he knows If you still come, please order me to bring a message to the four of you."
"What is it?"
"wait."
Under the gazes of the four people, the young man only said one word and then stopped.
After waiting for a while, the four of them couldn't help but look at each other in shock when they realized that the Xuanjie Venerable had only one word to say to them.
"Wait? How can we wait?"
"Although the northern part of Daliang is now suppressed by barbarians, it is not that there is no spare power to resist the thieves of the Song Dynasty. Could it be that Lord Shu Fu just watched the blood of thousands of families in Hengzhou City flow into rivers?"
The head of the Lou family puffed his beard and glared angrily, but when the young man saw this, he said: "I am only doing things for my master. What happens to Hengzhou City has nothing to do with me."
"you……"
The young man spoke very rudely, and he was not afraid of getting into trouble. After speaking, he looked at the four people with a provocative look on his face.
There was also a cold expression on the faces of the four people, but no one had an attack.
It is said that the third-rank official in front of the prime minister's door is no exception here. Although he is only a pure-level practitioner and is an ant in front of the spiritual-level strong men, but there are Xuan-level masters behind him, and these family heads have to let him be seven. point.
The four of them also understand this. Although they want to beat him, once they do it, they will turn on the light in the toilet and look for shit (die).
"Go back, everyone. This is my master's wish, but it is also... His Majesty's wish. That's all." The young man glanced around, walked back into the mansion, and closed the door gently.
His casual words struck the ears like thunder, leaving the four of them stunned for a long time. After a while, they looked at each other and left one after another without saying a word.
Three days passed in a flash. Apart from not being able to leave the courtyard of the Zhao family's residence these days, Shen Yi's life was almost the same as when he was in Tsurumi Mansion. When the time came, someone would bring food to him. If he felt that the time was too difficult after the meal, Then sleep at the end.
The days are leisurely.
Except for the old witch who gave her a pot of Beast Accumulating Pill when she first returned to Zhao's house, she never looked for him again.
While wandering around, Shen Yi heard that the old witch had suffered some losses in Yang Chaoying and was recuperating from her injuries.
Anyway, as long as his life is not in danger, Shen Yi doesn't care too much, nor doesn't he care at all...
In fact, he hoped that the old witch would be disabled, irreversibly, so that she could only stay at home for the rest of her life, unable to go anywhere, and then wait for her to grow up slowly.
It would be best to become a vegetative state directly.
It's no wonder that Shen Yi has evil thoughts in his heart. The main reason is that he finds that every time he goes out with the old witch, he will encounter some bad things. Once or twice is okay, but if it happens every day, he can't stand it.
After all, I often walk by the river, so how can I not get my shoes wet?
He can resolve countless crises, but once he fails, oh well, it's all over.
Although the old witch said that the contracted beast would return to the beast spirit world after it died, the problem was that he had never seen a contracted beast that had ever walked through the human world in the beast spirit world?
Of course I dare not believe it.
Opening his sleepy eyes, Shen Yi stared blankly at the morning sunshine outside for a while.
That's right, this time he shared Chen Xingyun's perspective while sleeping.
But this time, he responded to himself in four words.
where are you?
The question was asked blatantly, without any embellishment, without any thought of whether he would conceal it or refuse to answer.
If perspective sharing is Chen Xingyun's handiwork, then does he need to act like this?
Shen Yi couldn't handle this.
Could it be that I am overthinking it? The sharing of perspectives is just a strange phenomenon that happens by chance, in which Chen Xingyun understands some truths, but he is completely confused.
If the sharing of perspectives made Chen Xingyun feel sudden, and if he had bad intentions towards him, everything seemed to be in the past.
Is there a possibility that Chen Xingyun is not worried about whether he will say it because he doesn't care. He only needs to mobilize the forces behind him to find him. As for how to find him?
Shen Yi thought for a while, and it seemed that the only breakthrough point was an old witch.
Thinking of this, his heart skipped a beat and he stood up from the ground suddenly. Between seven o'clock in the morning and seven o'clock in the afternoon, he had seen the old witch's face. It was very likely that Chen Xingyun had already seen it. The appearance of the old witch and noted it down!
"Fuck!" (End of chapter)
