As Zhang Xiaozu poured in pure yang blood mouth after mouthful, the big-toothed ghost finally reached the limit of endurance. A violent hissing sound was heard in its body, and green smoke was rising from its surface.
boom!
Zhang Xiaozu let go of his hands, and the silver spear still penetrated his body and fell to the ground with him. His body fell to the ground like a rag bag, and he didn't move at all. Blood was still flowing from his mouth.
"Ah——" The big-toothed ghost rolled on the ground and howled in pain. It felt like there was a fire burning in its chest. It scratched its chest desperately with the sharp nails of its hands, scratching the flesh and tearing open its chest, but it was of no avail.
Finally, amid the shrill screams, its body was burned to ashes by Zhang Xiaozu's pure Yang blood, and a silver ball of air the size of an adult's fist floated out of the ashes.
This silver air mass seemed to have an irresistible temptation for other evil spirits. Almost instantly, all the evil ghosts in the white mist gathered over and swarmed up to grab the silver air mass. But the silver air ball flew toward Zhang Xiaozu's eyebrows, like a shooting star in the dark night, shooting into Zhang Xiaozu's eyebrows.
Zhang Xiaozu's turban was snatched off by the big-toothed ghost in the battle just now, and the center of his eyebrows was exposed, so he could clearly and truly see that the silver air ball did not enter his eyebrows, rather than being hidden somewhere.
The submergence of the silver air ball made the blood line between his eyebrows more vivid, like a vertical eye that was about to open.
When the evil spirits saw the silver air ball sinking into Zhang Xiaozu's eyebrows, they were immediately furious and furious. Without thinking, they pounced on Zhang Xiaozu, showing their fangs and claws to tear him apart and find the silver air ball.
Just when the evil spirits were about to pounce on Zhang Xiaozu, the delicate blood line between Zhang Xiaozu's eyebrows suddenly opened a gap, and a dazzling red light shone out from the gap, shining on the evil ghosts that were flying toward him. Without even making a sound, any evil ghost illuminated by the red light instantly turned into blue smoke, leaving behind clouds of milky white gas.
All these milky white gases flew towards Zhang Xiaozu's eyebrows, and were absorbed by the vertical eye that opened a slit. It is indeed a vertical eye, because if you look closely, you can see a blood-red eyeball under the slightly opened gap.
The red light emitted from the vertical pupils flashed away, and the gap that opened after a few breaths slowly closed, leaving a bright red blood line. After another dozen breaths, the bright red blood line began to fade until it was completely Disappear.
In the far distance, the retreating Burnt Ghosts were all trembling and prostrate on the ground, as if they were paying homage to the king.
The white mist drifted away, and Qi Yoyo gradually regained her strength. When she wrapped Zhang Xiaozu's shirt, she found Zhang Xiaozu dozens of steps away, and saw Zhang Xiaozu lying in a pool of blood with unknown life and death, and his body was shot by a spear. When it was penetrated, she bit her lips fiercely to prevent herself from crying, but tears still burst out of her eyes uncontrollably. And when she inspected Zhang Xiaozu's injuries at close range, she collapsed on the ground, her tears like a flood bursting from a dam and unable to stop.
…
South Second City, Pine and Cypress Courtyard.
Wei Ziyan was sitting on the stone table in the middle of the yard, eating two side dishes and drinking a small wine. The wine was peach blossom wine made by Guiyuanfang, which was his favorite. The peach blossom wine made by other wineries is like a sweet drink, but the peach blossom wine brewed by Guiyuanfang is spicy and mellow, and can be called wine.
The scorching sun was high, and the doors and windows in the yard were open. The sunlight shone into the house, adding some warmth to the gloomy and cold room.
Under the south courtyard wall, the shadows of the pine and cypress trees suddenly twisted and swayed, and then a vague black figure appeared in the shadows of the trees, like a ghost, which could not be noticed unless you looked closely.
"Senior can actually drink and have fun in front of more than a thousand ancestors' memorials. You are so generous and unrestrained!" The figure hidden in the shadow of the tree suddenly said. Judging from his sinister tone, he was obviously mocking Wei Ziyi.
Wei Ziyi drank the wine in one gulp, smacked his lips, filled another glass for himself, and said, "What else? Like you, wearing black clothes and a black scarf all day long, living in the darkness like a ghost?"
"Hmph! One day I will step out of the darkness, stand under the sun, and take back everything that belongs to me, and that day is coming soon!" Black Shadow snorted coldly, speaking proudly, with the knowledge that everything is under control. confidence.
"Something that belongs to you?" Wei Ziyan couldn't help but look surprised when he heard this, and turned to look at the black shadow.
Heiying seemed unwilling to discuss this topic with Wei Ziyan in depth, so he immediately changed the subject and asked, "Senior, did you kill Qi Changkong?"
"Kill." Wei Ziyan said.
"You killed Qi Changkong, why didn't Qi Wuwei come to seek revenge on you?" Black Shadow asked.
"Here we come." Wei Ziyan said.
"When did you come? Why didn't I -" the black shadow questioned aloud, but stopped suddenly in the middle of the sentence, because there were faint footsteps on the street outside. The footsteps were urgent and heavy, and in the blink of an eye they were heading towards the small The distance in the courtyard has been shortened a lot, and the sound seems to be coming straight to Wei Ziyu's small courtyard.
The black shadow flew quickly and entered a room on the east side of the small courtyard. He did not close the doors and windows, because all the doors and windows in the yard were open. If the doors and windows of the room where he was hiding were the only ones closed, it would definitely arouse suspicion.
He was not thoughtless, but as soon as he entered the room with his front feet, the doors and windows all closed with a bang, and it was Wei Ziyan who closed them.
It was obviously noon when the sun was shining brightly, and the sunlight was clearly shining on the door and window paper, but the light and temperature in the room suddenly dropped. The black shadow stood in the corner of the wall where the light was particularly dark, looking at the rows of spiritual tablets in the room, and suddenly felt... The dark wind in the room whizzed straight into his bones, and he couldn't help but shudder. He hurriedly clasped his hands and bowed to the many spiritual statues, and said silently in his heart: "Forefathers and ancestors, Zong Ren hereby swears that he will restore our Wei Dynasty in his lifetime." , take the ancestors back to the Mingtang to receive incense and worship."
boom!
Creaking——
The courtyard door was violently pushed open, and the old wooden door shook violently and made an unbearable creaking sound.
"Wei Guogong!" The visitor entered the courtyard. As soon as he saw Wei Ziyu sitting on the stone table, his eyes widened with anger and he roared angrily.
The sound was so loud that even the shadow hiding in the room eavesdropping was startled.
Wei Ziyi turned half of his body, drank a cup of wine leisurely, raised his eyelids to look at the person, glanced up and down, and asked: "Who is this person? You are so brave, you broke into the Duke's mansion without any reason." Believe it or not, I'm treating you very disrespectfully because you are making noises."
"Hmph!" The visitor snorted angrily and said: "The Duke of the State is really powerful. He killed my beloved son for no reason and also punished the Lord of this city. Do you think you can cover the sky with just one hand in Yancheng? ?”
"Are you Qi Wuwei, the lord of Yancheng?" Wei Ziyu asked, looking at him.
The person who came was none other than Qi Wuwei, the lord of Yancheng City.
"Haha——" Qi Wuwei raised his eyebrows and sneered, but he also smiled bitterly in his heart. He never expected that the Duke of the State really didn't recognize him as the lord of Yancheng City. He raised his eyebrows and shouted angrily: "I am Qi Wuwei, the lord of Yancheng City. , I came to see the Duke today to ask for an explanation? There is no injustice or enmity, why did the Duke kill my beloved son? Ah?!"
Qi Wuwei was furious and hoarse, ready to take action at any time.
"Entrusted by others." Wei Ziyan replied in an indifferent voice.
"Entrusted by whom?!" Qi Wuwei asked loudly.
"No comment!" Wei Ziyan said.
"My lord, please don't bully others too much!" Qi Wuwei gritted his teeth and spat out the words from between his teeth.
"Get out!" Wei Ziyan rolled his sleeves and cursed.
"Haha——" Qi Wuwei laughed angrily and said, "Do you really think I don't dare to touch you? Come on, get it for me!"
He waved his hand, and the six guards following him immediately drew their swords from their sheaths and jumped towards Wei Ziyan.
"Seeking death!" Wei Ziyan slapped the stone table, stood up, and slapped the six people who were rushing towards him.
Bang bang bang——
The six people came and left even faster. Wei Ziyan swatted them away like flies and fell to the dry and hard ground, vomiting blood.
"Old man!" Qi Wuwei jumped like a thunder, and with a clang, his sword was unsheathed, and the shadow of the sword was like a curtain towards Wei Ziyan.
"Ignorant kid!" Wei Ziyu took a step forward and kicked out. With a bang, he hit Qi Wuwei in the chest. The kick caused Qi Wuwei to vomit blood and fly out. He flew directly out of the courtyard and fell on the street.
Someone outside the courtyard gate had heard the sound and ran to watch the show. When they saw Qi Wuwei being kicked out by Wei Ziyan and falling to the ground, coughing blood, they couldn't help but burst into an uproar.
Of course, what shocked them the most was that Wei Ziyan actually killed Qi Wuwei's son. Was this an open rebellion?
