My body shivered slightly, and the chill rose from the soles of my feet and seeped into my limbs.
The corpse was wearing yellowish white clothes, with a bloody hole in its abdomen, and messy, dry black hair hanging behind its head.
Narrow eyebrows, a Chinese character face, high cheekbones, and a round bulge in the Yintang position.
His eyes were closed tightly, the black feathers on his face were close to his skin, and the coldness and fierceness emanating from his whole body almost made people feel so stiff and cold that it was difficult to move.
"Have you figured out how to settle him!?" Yang Qingshan looked at me with cold eyes.
He suddenly raised his hand, holding a gold hoe in his left hand and a bronze sword in his right hand.
The golden hoe was pointed at Li Yinyang's corpse on the Grand Master's chair, but the bronze sword was pointed at Yang Xing!
I don't know why Li Yinyang suddenly appeared. It was obvious that the two old men had moved his body out.
But his appearance interfered with Yang Qingshan's execution of Yang Xing just now.
At this moment, I could understand what Yang Qingshan said.
When Yuan Huashao was killed, he asked me to use the killing technique on Li Yinyang, but it was useless. I kept delaying, thinking that there was a way to bury Li Yinyang... His life was too miserable, and I didn't want him to die. .
"I... have a way." I tried my best to keep my breathing steady and said hoarsely.
"You are not welcome here, get out!"
Suddenly, the old man on the right side of the Grand Master's chair suddenly scolded him.
Obviously these words were directed at Yang Qingshan.
The two old men who collided with each other were serious, but they showed no murderous intentions and seemed to have no intention of fighting Yang Qingshan.
Yang Qingshan's golden hoe did not put away, but the bronze sword in his hand was thrown towards Yang Xing again!
Yang Xing jumped up and ran towards the entrance of the courtyard!
But a bad thought suddenly arose in my mind.
Sure enough, the moment the bronze sword approached Yang Xing's body, it fell to the ground with a "bang!"
At this moment, Yang Xing was about to escape to the courtyard door.
My expression changed again.
It is impossible for Li Yinyang to be controlled by Zhang Er, but I suddenly thought of the reason why he took action...
Yang Qingshan wanted to destroy Li Yinyang.
Regardless of whether this was because of Li Yinyang's request to Yang Qingshan when he had good thoughts, or because of Yang Qingshan's original righteousness, it was impossible for Li Yinyang, who only had evil thoughts, to tolerate Yang Qingshan.
Especially in the Yuan family's Yin and Yang house!
He Zhi was sitting in the house, and his corpse was buried in the house. This place had become their territory, and it was absolutely impossible for him to let Yang Qingshan do whatever he wanted here.
"Go after him." Yang Qingshan suddenly said to me in a deep voice.
My body stiffened, but my eyes were extremely worried.
Because I'm afraid that Yang Qingshan and Li Yinyang will have a head-on collision. One will become an evil corpse, and the other will fight with a green corpse. I don't know the outcome of this fight, but once He Pheasant is attracted to take action, Yang Qingshan will most likely lose.
"Don't do it." I said hoarsely.
After taking a deep look at Li Yinyang's body, I felt even more complicated, but I still quickly chased him outside the hospital.
Although my worries are true, I also believe in Yang Qingshan. Yang Qingshan's rationality is beyond my comparison and cannot be imagined. I'm afraid his ability is no weaker than Liu Sanyuan. If he really wants to force Yang Qingshan to a dead end, Li Yinyang and He Zhi will definitely be killed. Li Yinyang is bent on seeking evil. He Zhi should not be so extreme and will also stop Li Yinyang?
Of course, all this is just my unilateral analysis.
Soon I chased him to the entrance of the courtyard.
Yang Xing had already ran out and was about to disappear at the end of the street on the other side.
The cold moonlight fell on the silent streets.
At this time, Yang Xing's body was much stiffer than before, and he was much stiffer when running. And I found that there was no shadow of him...
His wish to die with this knife must have triggered the Plague God Curse.
This plague curse will turn into a plague corpse. Is this corpse also a living corpse?
As I thought about it, the speed of my feet increased, and with all my strength, I ran and chased after him!
At this moment, my heart felt cold.
I wanted to leave a legacy for Yang Qingshan, but Yang Xing never cherished this opportunity, forcing Yang Qingshan to take action.
Now there is no possibility of reversing all this, Yang Xing must be killed!
The madness in the Yang family seems to be inherited from generation to generation. Yang Xiayuan is fierce and crazy, but that is for outsiders.
Yang Xing was so crazy and ferocious that he didn't even let himself go.
What's even more frightening is that Yang Xing has been completely brainwashed by Zhang Er, and can even be said to be following Zhang Er's advice. Now that Yang Xing has triggered the Plague God Curse, he will definitely become a more powerful weapon in Zhang Er's hands.
And I also have a strong worry in my heart, that is, Yang Xing's final emotion towards Yang Qingshan has turned into hatred. Will Zhang Er have some vicious tricks to use Yang Xing to harm Yang Qingshan?
Thoughts are like a mess.
The speed of my feet was faster, and before long, I had reached the entrance of this old street.
At the intersection of the street, Yang Xing stopped and stood.
In front of him, there was a car parked. The door opened and Yang Xing got in.
The car window was also open, revealing half of his old face.
He looked at me indifferently, with a smile on his lips, but this smile made me feel like I was falling into an ice cellar.
While the window slowly closed, the car started accelerating and drove forward quickly!
I still instinctively rush forward to catch up, but I can no longer catch up...
When I rushed to where Yang Xing was, the car had already driven at least twenty or thirty meters away...
I stared straight ahead, clenching my teeth, but without any pause in my hand movements, I instantly took out my phone and took a photo of the rear of the car with a "click!"
