I see You Lian is the ally

Chapter 3

This kind of accident is like watching an excerpt. I thought it would take a long time for the full moon to end. Suddenly, the man died and the woman died in love.Or, when two enemies met each other in battle, they thought it was either you or me, but suddenly they fell in love with each other.

Unexpected twist.

Just, quite suddenly!

She was still booing and asking the boy in white just now, but suddenly she slapped him back.

Even before the corner of the mouth was drawn, he never expected that he would take the initiative to kiss a stranger, even though he looked pretty and delicious.

One can imagine how shocked the boy in white was!
Her behavior is undoubtedly a disciple.

But right now, there is no other way.

After all, a monster is not a human being, even if he cultivates a human body, he will more or less have a demonic aura.Although ordinary people can't perceive it, a demon subduing master like her can detect it.

However, even though Yu Yuan was getting closer, she didn't feel a trace of evil spirit.

This is outrageous.

She must not let this monster escape, only by luring him close can she succeed with one move.

Soft lips touch gently.

The young man's hand imprisoned by the corner of the painting trembled slightly, obviously angry, but he was powerless to resist.

Hua Jiao raised his eyes and met the boy's eyes.

He frowned, a shadow flashed in his eyes like autumn water, his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if the wings of a butterfly were gently flapping.

The corner of the picture is lost for a moment.

That should be the charm of Yuyuan's red line.

When the wind blows, petals are flying all over the sky, and the pendant on the earlobe shakes suddenly, waking Hua Jiao up.

She fixed her eyes and pushed the boy in white away.

He was caught off guard, if he hadn't leaned against the peach tree, he might have fallen to the ground.Frightened and angry, he raised his eyes and saw Jiang Huajiao's wide sleeves fluttering in the air, and his slender hands poked out from the bottom of the sleeves, grabbing in the air.

There was only a scream, and the air around him surged wildly.

Huajiao's other hand waved casually, and there was a piece of yellow talisman paper between his fingers.She silently chanted the spell and slapped down.A man in brightly dressed clothes suddenly appeared, his face flushed red because he was strangled by the painted corner.

"You...you are a demon subduing master?" He stared at the corner of the painting, struggling desperately to ask.

Hua Jiao sneered: "I hit my Appearance Talisman, and I can't hide for a while. Tell me, where is your evil spirit?"

Yu Yuan smiled coquettishly, and suddenly added a bit of charm to his face: "You are born with a monster, and there is no trace when you go."

Huajiao can't laugh or cry, he is almost dead, but he still has leisure time to read poems.

Hua Jiao swung him vigorously, threw him to the ground, and reprimanded him in a cold voice, "It's so easy to talk."

Yu Yuan was thrown onto his back, struggled to get up, and looked at Hua Jiao with a charming face: "That's right, it was a coincidence, and it naturally disappeared."

After saying that, the ten fingers of both hands changed, and several red lines burst out from the fingertips, entwined towards the corner of the painting like a net.

Hua Jiao took two steps back with a sneer, raised his hand and pushed, a ball of white light escaped from the palm of his hand, and was about to attack Yu Yuan, when he suddenly felt his fingers tightened, looked down, and saw red lines pointing to him at some point The upper red lines are connected together.

Yu Yuan tugged hard, and the piercing pain spread from Huajiao's fingertips to his heart.

Yu Yuan smiled triumphantly: "The flowers on the temples of the clouds are beautiful and golden, and the hibiscus tent is warming up the spring night. What about the demon master, he also has seven emotions and six desires, so don't miss the beautiful scenery on good days."

He nimbly moved the red thread with his fingers, flipping and winding it from time to time, as if an invisible shuttle shuttled between the red threads. Soon, the innumerable red threads intertwined under his hands, gradually turning into a bright red brocade.

The blossoming peach blossoms fall on the red thread and are also woven along the trend, forming a natural pattern.

He turned his wrist, and the soft and smooth red brocade filled like mist, rushing towards the corner of the painting.

A single red thread can fascinate people, and a brocade made of thousands of red threads can be used to deal with her, but it is worthy of her.

Hua Jiao didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly closed his eyes to concentrate.

When he opened his eyes again, Yu Yuan was gone, only the boy in white was leaning against the peach blossom tree alone.

He put on red makeup, which was originally as light as smoke, but now it looks like a colored ink painting, his face is terrifying.

She walked towards him as if bewitched.

Manlin red brocade flutters with the wind.

Yu Yuan sat cross-legged under the tree, grinning distressedly: "Ten miles of red makeup, I wasted a lot of my red thread, I hope your lust is more intense, otherwise I will lose money."

A faint smog-like sensuality wafted in, Yu Yuan smiled with satisfaction, and greedily absorbed it with his head raised.

Suddenly, a red shadow twirled and soared into the sky from the brocade curtain with red makeup, stretched out his palm and pushed, and a white light hit Yu Yuan.

Yu Yuan was startled and almost choked.

He hastily pulled the red thread, dodging the sharp blow from the drawing corner.

Huajiao's face is full of spring, but his brows are full of murderous intent.

"The fox demon's charm has never touched my aunt, just because of your tattered red threads..." Hua Jiao gritted his teeth coldly, "You also want to make me fall in love!"

Yu Yuan looked at Hua Jiao in astonishment, only to see that her left palm was punctured and was dripping blood.

The corner of the painting tore off a piece of cloth from the corner of the skirt, and wrapped it around the palm of his hand slowly.

Yu Yuan pulled the red thread with both hands, taking advantage of the situation to attack.

The cloudy wind came in an instant.

The corner of the painting rolled on the ground in a circle, narrowly avoiding Yu Yuan's attack, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw Yu Yuan rushing towards the boy in white.

The boy was leaning on the trunk of the peach blossom tree, his figure was precarious, and it was obvious that he couldn't dodge.

Enduring the pain, Hua Jiao stretched out his hands to support himself on the ground, and jumped up.While she was still in mid-air, she stretched out her hand to caress her hair, and with a sudden tug, pulled out the hairpin that bound her hair.

This is an ordinary jade hairpin, the head of which is carved into the shape of a pipa, looking dull and simple.However, when she held the hairpin in her hand and swayed it in the wind, the jade hairpin suddenly turned into a pipa, with a curved neck and pear body, gorgeous and dazzling.

She stretched out her fingers and flicked lightly, and the clear music sounded.

It was melodious and pleasant, but it was like wind blades stirring up the airflow in the forest, attacking Yu Yuan with killing intent.

The peach blossoms on the branches couldn't withstand the fluctuation of the airflow, and the whole flower fell down, covering the ground in an instant.

Yu Yuan rushed in front of the white-clothed boy, his hands were claws, and the red thread was wrapped around his neck and wrists. He was about to use his strength, but when he heard the music, he felt like being struck by lightning, so he couldn't take a step closer.

Huajiao held the pipa vertically, pressed the strings with his left hand, his brows and eyes were full of murderous intent, he turned with his right hand, only heard a few slight noises, the red line on Yu Yuan's fingertips had been cut off by the wind blade.

Huajiao's fingers didn't stop, amidst the sound of clanking music, Yu Yuan's exposed skin was scratched several times by the wind blade, and there was no trace of it intact.

He screamed and fell to the ground, and an invisible evil spirit escaped overwhelmingly.

With a light flick of the jade finger, a soft ending sound curled up and dissipated.

She put away her pipa, walked forward, and stared at Yu Yuan coldly: "As far as I know, even a thousand-year-old monster can't hide a trace of monster aura. How did you do it? And who instructed you?" your?"

Although Yu Yuan was covered with bruises, but the charm between his brows remained unchanged, he said with a demonic aura: "You demon masters, for thousands of years, you don't know how many demons have been killed by us, just wait, from now on After that, your life will not be easier."

Yu Yuan laughed triumphantly, and suddenly opened his mouth to spit out the demon pill, crushing it.

Hua Jiao was startled, but it was too late.

Yu Yuan's body shrunk rapidly, turning into a book in an instant.

Huajiao leaned over to pick it up, never thought that Yu Yuan's real body was actually a book, no wonder he uttered poems, could it be a collection of poems?
She flipped a page casually, glanced at it, and was stunned.

There are indeed poems, but they are not collections of poems, but erotic pictures with poems.

Yu Yuan's real body is actually a erotic figure, no wonder he is keen on pulling red strings for others.

At the corner of the picture, I can see that the painting style of the album is gorgeous and colorful, and the characters are also full of charm. I couldn't help but look at it twice, and was about to turn another page when I caught a glimpse of the boy in white.

He was half leaning under the tree in white clothes, his hands were tied tightly behind the back with dense red thread, and the neck was also wrapped with red thread.It's just that the fish was clearly pitiful, but he stared at her with an indescribable gaze.

Hua Jiao suddenly appeared in front of him in the splendid red dress when he was bewitched by Yu Yuan.

Hua Jiao's heart froze, he closed the booklet awkwardly, coughed lightly, and handed it over.

"A collection of poems, do you want?" She said calmly, and took it back before he could open her mouth, "However, even though he has shown his original form, he has cultivated into a monster once. If one day he cultivates into a monster again, Aren’t you in danger, it’s better for me to keep it.”

He stared at her fixedly, and said word by word, calmly: "Yu Yuan, originally a erotic figure, feeds on the lust of men and women. She is good at stealth, walks in the world, and chooses men and women to lead the red thread."

Huajiao was about to put the booklet in his bag, but he stood stiffly on the spot when he heard the words, and he didn't accept it immediately, and he didn't accept it.

She never expected that he knew Yu Yuan so thoroughly.

The lie was exposed, and the corner of the picture was somewhat embarrassing, but fortunately she was thick-skinned, and smiled lightly: "So you want it, I just thought it would be dangerous for you to hold it, and I wanted to take it away and destroy it."

"Pornographic pictures can only open the spiritual orifice if you follow the adulterous person and are nourished by lust every day. I see that you are very interested in erotic pictures, and you just started to play on me again. Keeping this booklet by your side will make it easier to open the spiritual orifice. The chances of becoming a demon in the future will be greater."

The corner of the painting stared blankly at him.

She has traveled all over Dajin in these years, and she rarely sees a person as handsome and refined as him, to be exact, she has never seen him.

But such a person's words hit the nail on the head without leaving a trace of affection, which really surprised her.

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(End of this chapter)