Song Dynasty female artist

Chapter 50 Two-Headed Butterfly
"Good talk, good talk."

Su Yixin waved his hand, pretending to be sophisticated, Zhu Mingquan couldn't figure out Su Yixin's depth, so he could only carefully apologize from the sidelines.

Things took a big turn, Bai Shunying was flustered, and hurried into the house, urging the people in the house to complete the last step of the vitality drawing spell

But nearly half of the spiritual power of the Spirit Gathering Formation was swallowed up by Xiaobai, and the spiritual power was plundered, and the Spirit Gathering Formation could no longer complete the conversion task.

Not long after, a low growl came from the room: "No, Brother Hui, what's wrong with you, Daoist, think of a way."

Su Yixin breathed a sigh of relief.

The people inside are no match for his elder brother, as long as the Spirit Gathering Formation fails, the Vitality Pulling Curse can easily be resolved for him.

Bai Shunying's life-saving grace has helped countless troubles, big and small, over the years, so it should be repaid.

Zhu Mingquan didn't want to offend Wujizong. Before leaving, Zhu Mingquan not only withdrew the Nine Palaces Locking God Formation, but also kindly helped her set up a Zhiyang Huaxie Formation.

Su Yixin used it when he helped Master Zhou exorcise evil spirits before Zhiyang Huaxie Formation, but it was quite laborious to set up the formation in a small room, and the effect of the formation was greatly reduced.

This time it was assigned by Zhu Mingquan, and the power came up immediately.

She would like to see how long the masked man who cultivated with evil energy can last in this battle.

"Daoist, please save brother Hui, he is only 16 years old."

"The spirit-gathering array is invalid, the vitality pulling spell cannot be converted, and someone is already breaking the spell, so I can't do anything this time." The masked man said impatiently.

"No, no, Taoist priest, I beg you to save my grandson. As long as you can save my grandson, half of my Wan family's property will belong to you. By the way, there is also the Bai family. There are more Wan families, and you will share half of them, as long as you save my grandson."

Greed flashed in the masked man's eyes: "Really?"

Bai Shunying nodded again and again: "Of course it's true. I, Bai Shunying, keep my word. As long as you cure Brother Hui, half of the wealth of the Wan and Bai families will belong to you."

Mrs. Gu was tied to the chair with her hands behind her back. Looking at her almost crazy daughter, she opened her mouth, but remained silent in the end.

She has said all that needs to be said.

Even her biological mother was tied up by her, let alone sympathize with a nephew who hadn't seen a few times.

Bai Shunying's eyes were red, she looked at the bound old lady Gu, and showed a crazy smile: "Mother, the Bai family betrayed you, what are you still doing, when Bai Shiqian dies, send Bai Yuannian and his wife to go underground with him Reunion, maybe you will still be grateful to me by then!"

Mrs. Gu closed her eyes, this daughter was spoiled by her.

Now the retribution is afraid to come.

The masked man suppressed the evil energy scurrying through his meridians, picked up his weapon and strode out of the room.

is her?

He was in the room just now, protected by the Nine Palaces Locking God Formation, so he couldn't hear the movements inside the formation, and he didn't know who the Taoist priest was outside.

Unexpectedly, it was an acquaintance.

Was it because of her last time that the Gu family escaped?
The man under the mask sneered, drew out his long sword, and at the same moment, threw out a talisman and stuck it on the circle of the evil transformation formation. The power of the evil transformation formation weakened. On the long sword.

The masked man's swordsmanship was excellent, and the cold and evil air would slash across Su Yixin's face from time to time. Although it didn't hit the face directly, the evil air still cut the skin, and blood beads overflowed from the wound.

During the fight with the masked man, Su Yixin saw his bandaged right hand again.

The picture of her meeting Qian Song when she went to buy rice at Village Zheng's house two days ago suddenly flashed in her mind. Qian Song also seemed to have injured her right hand, and the bandaging technique was exactly the same as Qian Song's.

Could the masked man be Qian Song?

The masked man stabbed the long sword again, Su Yixin retreated sharply, and urged the Qiankun glass mirror to cover his chest. At the same time, his spiritual sense commanded Xiaobai to swipe in the air, and the mask was split in half, revealing the face under the mask.

It really was Qian Song.

"It's really you!"

Su Yixin stared at Qian Song's hand, and said, "It's been a few days, and your hand hasn't healed yet? Did you chop vegetables? No, you're not left-handed. Even if you want to be a good husband and cook by yourself, you won't be hurt. It should also be left-handed."

Qian Song didn't want to talk nonsense with Su Yixin, and was about to swing his sword up, when the talisman "Zi Zi Zi" affixed to the Zhiyang Huaxie Formation emitted a puff of green smoke, and then turned into ashes.

Qian Song immediately felt his tendons twitch again, his sword hand was shaking, and he stood still without making any movements.

When Bai Shunying heard that the two knew each other, the way she looked at Qian Song changed.

Don't be fooled by this Taoist priest.

"Daozhang, kill her now. I promised you just now, and I still count."

Qian Song licked his lips with his tongue bloodthirstyly, showing a weird smile, and suddenly, a tiny butterfly flew out from his right ear.

The color of the butterfly is bright, the two antennae on its head are glowing green, one side of its body is intertwined with strange green and dark red, and the other side is intertwined with dark purple and azure blue, and there is a dark green tail growing on its buttocks. It is dark red.

Su Yixin had never seen such a weird looking butterfly, and she knew it was highly poisonous.

The most important thing is that it has two heads.

What the hell, looks really ugly.

This double-headed butterfly has mutated properly, hey!
Su Yixin retreated again and again. When the two-headed butterfly approached rapidly, Xiaobai swiped across the sky. The wind passed by the two-headed butterfly, but it seemed to encounter an extremely hard diamond. With a "buzz" on the blade, Su Yixin's tiger's mouth was shocked. A hemp.

I go……

What is so hard.

Qian Song looked at Su Yixin who was bouncing up and down with double-headed breasts, and felt extremely relieved.

He carefully reared this butterfly for several months, feeding it with all kinds of highly poisonous insects, and there is his blood essence in it, especially the red spot on its tail, just a little bit can poison a Jindan stage real person .

Against someone of Su Yixin's level, as long as the two-headed butterfly's tentacles touch the wound on her face, she will die.

Su Yixin was pushed to the corner by the double-headed butterfly. She looked extremely calm. When the double-headed butterfly approached again, Su Yixin quickly took off her coat and wrapped the double-headed butterfly in it.

Taking advantage of this gap, Su Yixin's spiritual sense contacted Luo Wushang and asked Li Zhengzhen how far he had progressed in the healing technique.

Luo Wushang quickly responded that it would take half a cup of tea.

It didn't take long, Su Yixin turned from passive to active this time, mobilizing the energy of the five elements in his body and pouring it into the Qiankun Mirror. The Qiankun Mirror rose rapidly, hovering above Su Yixin's head and becoming bigger, and the light yellow halo spread to Qiankun in a circular shape. Song front.

Qian Song looked disdainful, but in the next second, extreme pain spread from his whole body like being in a raging fire.

At the same time, puffs of black air came out of his seven orifices, and Qian Song could clearly feel that his strength was continuously draining.

(End of this chapter)