What's more, the young master of the Ghost Sect is obviously at odds with that boy. If he
Zheng Siyan narrowed his eyes, looked at Shang Ying coldly and said, "I advise Miss Shang to think carefully before taking action."
Shang Ying's eyes moved slightly, but she lowered her head and said nothing.
But her palm was always holding the sword at her waist, and her attitude was very obvious.
Zheng Siyan sneered and said: "Of course, if the girl insists on going her own way, I will not stop her, but now the ghost has finally changed the object of her entanglement.
If you provoke it back again, more than just one or two people from the Meng family may die. "
Shang Hong frowned and immediately stopped Shang Ying's reckless behavior with his eyes.
Shang Ying stared back, then turned to look at Meng Zifei, her eyes soft and gentle, bit her lip and said softly: "Zifei, what do you think of this?"
Although Meng Zifei's face was frightened and pale, he had no intention of retreating. He straightened his chest and said:
"It's a pity that I am weak and can only watch Brother Baili in trouble. I also asked my cousin to help Brother Baili. Brother Baili must not be allowed to fight for us against the disaster of the Meng family."
Shang Ying's eyes became softer and softer, even showing a hint of joy.
The heart said that Zi Fei was indeed different from ordinary people. Ever since he was a child, his innocent heart had never changed.
It's not like she treated him in vain...
After smiling slightly, Shang Ying nodded firmly, turning around and chasing after her brother regardless of his stern gaze.
Who knows at this moment...
"Beep, bab, bab..."
The baby's clear voice echoed in the Meng family courtyard again.
Meng Zifei's body suddenly froze, and he felt an extremely cold thing lying behind his body, blowing on the back of his neck.
He looked at Shang Ying with a pale complexion, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead: "Cousin...cousin..."
Shang Ying's face was slightly stiff, and she looked at the little devil behind Meng Zifei calmly.
She forced a smile and said as if to be sarcastic: "Isn't this the little devil next to little brother Baili? Why did you suddenly come back again, where are the others, little brother Baili?"
In such a weird situation, one can see the weird danger emanating from the kid's body.
Zheng Siyan lowered his head slightly, and at an angle that no one could notice, the corners of his mouth curled up strangely.
"Kekeke..."
The kid's mouth suddenly burst out with a weird laugh that was just like that sinister kid.
There was a hint of dangerous blood in those dripping black eyes.
I saw him sticking out his scarlet tongue and licking the back of Meng Zifei's neck, with a perverted smile on his face in ecstasy.
Without any warning, his body turned into a dark cloud, and Shang Ying's pupils shrank...
Pass through the chest!
"No!!!" Shang Ying's miserable scream pierced the sky, startling the birds.
The giggles completely disappeared.
Meng Zifei stumbled suddenly, struggling to stand still with great effort.
He looked down at the blood hole the size of an egg on his chest, slowly spreading the bright red blood, dyeing his expensive green shirt red.
As soon as he lowered his head, the blood from the corners of his mouth, nose and eyes dripped down like water.
A hoarse groan came from his throat, his eyes were stained with blood, and he looked up in confusion, obviously realizing that his life was coming to an end.
The world in front of him has already been stained red with blood.
But in a very short period of time, he was able to distinguish what was blood and what was that red figure.
He couldn't help but lift his arm, as if to touch the other person. Unexpectedly, it fell down weakly when he was halfway up, and his whole body fell down.
Shang Ying's beautiful facial features were all distorted, and she suddenly came to Meng Zifei's side.
She covered the bloody hole on his chest with fear and uneasiness, and held him tightly in her arms.
"Don't die...don't die..."
As a practitioner, I know that the great road is ruthless, and I also know how fragile the mortal body is.
Shang Hong stood there blankly. He obviously hadn't been able to react to the sudden change. His piercing tiger eyes had already turned red.
The temperature in Meng Zifei's body was like his life, flowing crazily. He kept coughing up blood, and his handsome face was stained with the gray air of death.
There was deep sadness in his distracted eyes.
He raised his arm with difficulty, pinched Shang Ying's cheek, and slowly raised the corners of his blood-stained mouth, revealing a warm and romantic smile.
He murmured in a low voice, his voice as weak as a candle that was about to go out: "Shang...Shang Ying, I have wanted to call you this name for a long time.
Every time I call you cousin, I feel unhappy, do you know? In fact, I have always been treating you..."
The eyes dripping with blood and tears lost their original color in the gradually weakening voice.
He stopped breathing and his pulse failed to beat.
Only the sadness in his eyes was frozen in his eyes forever before it could dissipate.
Meng Zifei prided himself on being a romantic and happy life, but until his death, he did not express his feelings to the woman he loved.
Shang Ying's eyes were completely dead, as if she had lost her soul.
She hugged Meng Zifei tightly, and her whole body turned gray.
Shang Hong was breathing heavily, his eyes were red, and he looked like an angry buffalo. The mad knife in his hand was trembling crazily, and his whole body was boiling with murderous intent.
With a ferocious look on his face, veins popped out, and he said, "I'm going to kill that kid! I'm going to kill that kid!"
With that said, he chased out like crazy.
He grew up with his cousin since childhood and is Shang Ying's elder brother.
He knew the hidden thoughts in his cousin's heart, and why couldn't his sister be the same way.
However, despite the distance between immortals and mortals, both parties had no choice but to suppress the ignorant love of their youth.
But now that the person is dead, he finds that the so-called separation between immortals and mortals is far less terrifying and despairing than the ginseng of life and death.
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At this moment, Bailian didn't know what happened in Meng's house. Instead, he found a clear stream and sat on the stream rocks to clearly see the deep black tooth marks on his arms.
Su Jing squatted by the stream, holding clean stream water in both hands to clean his wounds.
Shou bit his fingers and stared at the wound on his arm, looking pitiful.
Bailian touched Shou's head and fell into deep thought.
He felt...everything that happened last night and today was too strange.
Today, Zheng Siyan took the initiative to arrive, and after several conversations, he confirmed that the ghost was responsible for causing harm to Meng Zhai and that he had something to do with it.
The ghost came towards him just now, and its purpose was extremely obvious. It was not Meng Zifei, but him.
But after he captured Shou, he left Meng's house and brought him here. However, he did not harm Shou, but instead threw him back.
Bailian fought with him, and even with the help of Su Jing and Shou, he was still no match for the ghost. He even got bitten severely by him.
Although it was very troublesome for Yin Qi to enter his body, the guy just bit him and left.
It's really hard to see what he wants?
Su Jing held the water and said seriously: "We can't defeat that ghost."
Bailian nodded, feeling a little depressed.
Su Jing tugged at the corner of his clothes and said, "But my father can beat him. Find him."
Balian smiled bitterly: "That's all."
It's so rare to encounter such trouble on my next trip to the mountains, and it's really frustrating.
After simply bandaging the wound, he was ready to turn around and return to Nanze Mountain.
But who would have thought that as soon as he got up, a fierce and unparalleled mad knife came flying through the air under the control of Qi, and its target was Bailian's chest.
"Baili boy! Die for me!"
Before anyone arrives, the sword goes first.
The violent wind of the knife lifted up the pebbles and sand on the ground!
However, Su Jing simply stretched out his hand and grabbed the mighty mad sword by its broad back, preventing him from making any further progress.
The mad knife trembled under her palm, but she couldn't break free!
Shang Hong's face turned red, and his eyes turned to the kid wearing a red bellyband at Bai Lian's feet, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"Bailian! Give back my cousin's life!" Shang Hong's blood was boiling as he stepped on the ground step by step, leaving deep and obvious broad footprints.
"Your cousin?" Bailian's heart sank: "Did something unexpected happen to Mr. Meng?"
In the flash of lightning, Bailian's thoughts calmed down in the chaos of the moment, and he organized his thoughts extremely calmly, and then his face became increasingly ugly.
He finally realized that the ghost's purpose was not to kill him, but to lure the tiger away from the mountain.
"Pretend! Pretend for me again, kid!"
Shang Hong's face turned red and ferocious, and he roared angrily: "You kid and that ghost are the same as each other! You put on a good show from the beginning!
Leave Mengzhai, use the ghost to kill another carbine, and kill my cousin! What else do you have to say? Hurry up and die! "
Balian looked at the angry Shang Hong and said calmly: "I won't resist."
Shang Hong's ferocious and furious expression was startled: "You...what do you mean?"
Bailian said patiently: "I tracked the ghost all the way here, and Shou just escaped, so it's unreasonable for you to say that I controlled the ghost to kill Mr. Meng."
"That's what I saw with my own eyes!"
Bai Lian said: "Sometimes what you see may not be true. Brother Shang, if I had the intention to kill your cousin, I could have done it last night and still escaped unharmed, so why go through so much trouble and wait until you are all gathered today to do it again."
Your cultivation level is higher than mine, so the risks I take are several times greater.
Killing people under your noses, such a stupid act, I don't know any murderer in this world would do it. "
These words made Shang Hong calm down, but the hostility in his eyes did not dissipate at all. He took a few deep breaths and said: "Even so, it can't clear away your suspicion."
Balian smiled slightly and said: "Brother Shang, it's great if you can patiently listen to my explanation. You said that I control ghosts to kill people, and Shou is the little ghost I raised. As everyone knows, if I control him to kill people, wouldn't I tell everyone openly? I'm the one who killed the person, doesn't Brother Shang find it strange?"
"It's strange, but..."
"Brother Shang..." Balian's eyes were fixed, flashing with a cold light.
He said solemnly: "How many cases of murder and frame-up happen in the world of spiritual practice? Is Brother Shang really willing to wrongly accuse innocent people and let the real murderer laugh happily in secret?"
Shang Hong frowned deeply and looked hesitantly.
Bai Lian glanced at Su Jing and said, "Return Brother Shang's sword to him."
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