The Founder of Diabolism

Xue Yang was swept by the blue forgot a sword, not only a wound was drawn in the chest, but the lock sac that he hid in his arms was also picked up by the tip of the dust-proof sword.

Wei Wuwei said: "Xue Yang! What do you want him to give you? Frost? Isn't Frost and your sword? Why do you say 'return to you'? Face?"

Xue Yang haha ​​laughed. Wei Wuwei said: "Laughter, you laugh. You can't fight the ghost of the stardust with laughter. People are so sick, you have to pull him back to play games."

Xue Yang suddenly laughed and suddenly said: "Who wants to play games with him?!"

Wei Wuxi said again: "Then you let me fix his soul, what do you want to do?"

Xue Yang is such a clever person. It should be known that Wei Wuzhen was deliberately disturbing him to distract him and let him speak out, so that the blue forgetting machine can judge his position and attack, but he couldn't help but take another sentence. He snorted and said: "Hey! What are you doing? You don't know? I want to make him a murderer evil spirit, driven by me! Isn't he going to be a noble person? I will let him kill, never have a day!"

Wei Wuwei said: "Hey? You hate him so much? Then why are you going to kill Chang Ping?"

Xue Yangxiao smiled and said: "Why do I kill Chang Ping? This is still asking! I told you not to tell you. I said that if you want to destroy the door of a regular home, you will not leave a dog!"

As soon as he spoke, he was reporting his position, and the sound of the sword piercing continued to ring. The ability of Xue Yang to endure pain is different from ordinary people. Wei Wuzhen has already witnessed in the empathy, even if he is worn by a sword, he can talk and laugh. Wei Wuwei said: "Why did you postpone it for a few years before you kill Chang Ping? Why are you killing Chang Ping, you know it yourself."

Xue Yang said: "Then you said, what is clear in my heart? What do I know?!"

The last sentence he picked up. Wei Wuwei said: "If you kill, you will kill. Why do you want to use the punishment of the punishment of the 'punishment'? Why do you want to use the Frost Huajian instead of your disaster? Why do you have to dig Changping's eyes? ”

Xue Yang screamed exhaustedly: "Crap! All are nonsense! Do you have to revenge me to make him feel comfortable?!"

Wei Wuwei said: "You are indeed revenge. But who are you revenge for? Is it ridiculous! If you really want revenge, the most should be squandered, it is yourself!"

Two sounds, a sharp break in the air. Wei Wuzhen did not move, and Wen Ning flashed in front of him, cutting off two stabbing nails with sinister black light.

Xue Yang gave a burst of laughter like a nightingale, and then stopped abruptly, quieted down, ignored him, and continued to fight with the blue forgetting machine in the fog. Wei Wuxi said: "It's a pity! It's not fooled. This little hooligan is too tenacious, like no pain at all, no harm at all. As long as he said a few more words, Lan Zhan stabbed him a few swords, I If you don't believe that he cut his hands and feet, he can still jump."

At this moment, there was a crisp sound of bamboo and bamboo in the fog.

Wei Wuzhen thought about the electric turn, said: "Blue Zhan, the place where the bamboo thorns rang!"

Blue forgets to play the sword immediately. Xue Yang snorted. After a while, the bamboo rafts screamed in another place besides a few feet!

Blue forgets to continue to stab the source of the sound. Xue Yangsen said: "Small nephew, you are behind me, not afraid that I will crush you?"

Since being killed by Xue Yang, the aunt has always been hiding in Tibet and will not let him find himself. I don't know why, Xue Yang didn't care about her insignificant ghost. At this time, the aunt was in the fog, followed by Xue Yang, hitting the bamboo pole, exposing his position, and guiding the blue to the direction of the attack!

Xue Yang is very fast, and there is another place in the twinkling of an eye. However, Auntie did not run slow before he was born. After it became a ghost, it was even more inseparable. As a curse, it was closely attached to his back, and the bamboo poles in his hands kept knocking on the ground. The sound of the Kazakh slamming suddenly and bluffs, suddenly left and right, suddenly before and after, can not be detached, can not get rid of. And as soon as it sounds, the edge of the dust will follow!

Originally, Xue Yang was like a fish in the fog, but he could hide and attack, and now he had to separate his mind to deal with the aunt. He slammed his hand to throw a plaque, and this distraction, along with the awkward screams of the aunt, smashed the dust into his chest!

This sword hits the key. Although the aunt's sorrow has been defeated by Xue Yang with the symbol, and no bamboo cymbals knocked on the ground to expose his traces, but Xue Yang's pace has begun to be heavy, can not be as fascinating as the original, difficult to capture!

Wei Wuzhen threw an empty lock capsule and let it rescue the soul of the aunt. In the fog, there were a few coughing blood sounds. Xue Yang took a few steps and suddenly reached out and rushed forward, snarling: "Give me!"

Blue forgets the machine without a word, avoiding the blue light and smashing his arm.

The blood spewed out, and Wei Wu’s four weeks suddenly became bloody, and one of the white mists in front of him seemed to be dyed red.

Although there was still no crying, there were heavy knees coming from the ground.

Xue Yang seems to have lost too much blood and finally walked to the ground and fell to the ground.

Not a moment, the blue forget to call to avoid dust. I am preparing for the next sword to directly fall off Xue Yang’s head. At this time, the blue fireworks suddenly appear in the white mist!

The charm of the transmitter!

Wei Wushao’s eyes were condensed, and he knew that the big things were not good. He refused to take the fog and rushed into the past.

The most intense part of blood stasis, the ground is full of wet blood ejected after the broken arm.

However, Xue Yang’s figure has disappeared.

Blue forgot to hold the blue light to avoid dust and came over. Wei Wuwei said: "Is that grave digger?"

Xue Yang was hit by the dust and lost his arm. Looking at the amount of bleeding, it is absolutely certain that there is no extra energy and spiritual power to use the transmission. Blue forgets the machine: "It should be. I stabbed the three graves of the grave-digger, and I was able to produce cockroaches. I took a large number of corpses to attack and taught him to escape."

The grave-digger has already been in the sword, but he will not hesitate to take away the body of Xue Yang. What do you want to do?

Wei Wuzhen said: "...I am afraid that he also knows Xue Yang. Taking away Xue Yang’s body is to search for him."

After Xue Yang was "cleaned up" by Jin Guangyao, the whereabouts of Yin Hufu disappeared, and the rumors had been lost. But now it seems that it is very likely to be on Xue Yang. There are hundreds of living corpses and corpses in the city of Yicheng. It is also difficult to control the corpse powder. Only by using the Yinhu character can you explain why Xue Yang can arbitrarily order them to obey their own instructions and go on and on.

Xue Yang, a suspicious and awkward person, will definitely not place the Yinhu character in a place he can't see. Most of the time he will choose to hide it on his body. He can always meet it and feel safe. The grave-digger took his body, and 90% of the corpses could fall into their hands.

Wei Wuwei said: "The matter has come to this point. I can only expect that the dead tiger that Xue Yang has restored is limited."

He knew that the matter was not trivial and his tone was dignified. Silent for a moment, Blue forgets the machine: "The right hand of the body, I have found it."

Wei Wuzhen remembered this. They were guided by the city. They said, "The right hand of the good brother? You found it? When did you find it? It was a fight with the gravedigger and surrounded by a group of corpses. You also found the right hand?"

Blue forgets the machine: "Well."

Wei Wuzhen strongly praised: "I really want to be light-minded! So we will take the first step. Unfortunately, it is not the head... Slow, Song Wei?"

After Xue Yang’s body disappeared, the white mist flowed faster, and it seemed to be a little thin, and it was not so difficult to see things. Because of this, Wei Wuzhen suddenly discovered that Song Yu was gone. He said: "Wen Ning did not show the police, that is to say, Song Hao did not show the intention of attack, is he not awake?"

The spur nails in Song Min’s brain are much finer than those in Wenning’s brain, and the materials are different. Maybe Xue Yang did not find suitable materials at the time. Therefore, Song Yu recovered quickly, many times faster than Wenning. This is also very likely. Thinking of this, Wei Wuqi turned back and blew a whistle in the direction of Wenning. Wenning bowed his head and heard the sound retreat. The figure disappeared in the white mist.

The sound of the chain lock mopping gradually faded away. Blue forgot to look at him and took the sword back to the sheath. He didn’t say anything more, just calmly said: "Go."

They are preparing to take a step, and suddenly, in the pool of blood, they saw something as lonely on the ground.

A left hand that was smashed down.

Four fingers were tightly held, missing a little finger.

The fist of this hand is very tight. Wei Wuzhen came down and used his strength to break open one by one. In the palm of your hand, hold a candy.

This sugar is slightly black and must not be eaten.

Being held too tight, it is already broken.

Wei Wuzhen and Blue Forgot to return to Yizhuang together, the door is open, and sure enough, Song Yu stood next to the coffin where Hyosung Dust was lying, looking down at it.

All the children of the family had pulled out their swords, huddled together, piled aside, staring at the murderous body with vigilance.

Wei Wuqi stepped into the Yizhuang and introduced to the Blue Forgetting Machine: "Song Song, Song Ziwei Daochang."

Blue forgot to lightly put on the clothes, posture and elegantly passed the high threshold, slightly dagger. Song Yu looked up and turned to them.

His mind has been restored, and his son has fallen. His eyes are a pair of clear black eyes.

These doubles are in the eyes of Xiaoxingchen, full of unspeakable sadness.

No need to ask any more, Wei Wuzhen knows that during the time he was driven by Xue Yang's murder, he saw everything and remembered everything.

Ask again, say more, just add helplessness and pain.

For a moment of silence, Wei Wuzhen took out two thin lock capsules and handed them to him. "Hyeon star is long and aunt."

Although the aunt was killed by Xue Yang, she was very afraid of him, but just now, she followed him closely, so that he could not get rid of it and could not hide.

She was almost smashed by Xue Yang's one-character curse, and Wei Wu's smashing in the east, trying hard to solve the number, it was easy to come back. Now, it’s broken and it’s almost the same as Xiaoxing Dust. The two groups of weak souls, each curled up in a lock sac, as if they hit a little harder, they would smash into the bag.

Song Yu’s hands shook slightly, and they came over and placed them on the palm of their hands.

Wei Wuwei said: "Song Daochang, the body of Xiaoxing Dust Road, what are you going to do?"

Song Yu carefully looked at the two locks of the sac, and the other hand took out the snow, and wrote two lines on the ground: "The corpse is cremated. The soul is safe."

The soul of Xiaoxing Dust is broken into this way, and it must be back to the body, and it will be cremation. This body is scattered, leaving only a pure soul, slowly recuperating, maybe one day, can return to the world.

Wei Wuyi said again: "How are you going in the future?"

Song Wei wrote: "The negative frost, the world road. Together with the stardust, in addition to the evil spirits."

After a pause, he wrote: "When he wakes up, say sorry, the fault is not with you."

This is what he did not say to Hyosung dust during his lifetime.

The demon fog of Yicheng gradually dispersed, and it was possible to roughly see Changjie Street and Kushiro.

Blue Forgot and Wei Wuzhen walked out of this desolate ghost town with a group of family members. Song Yu was at the gate of the city with them.

He was still a dark robes, all alone, carrying two swords, Frost and Snow. With two souls, Hyosung dust and aunt, took the other road.

Not the way they came to Yicheng.

Lan Si chased his back for a moment and said: "[Mingyue Qingfeng Xiaoxing Dust, Ao Xueling Frost Song Zikai]... I don't know if they are two, and there is no day to gather again."

Wei Wuzhen walked on the weedy road, just saw a grassland, and said: "At the beginning, Xiaoxingchen and Auntie were here, and rescued Xue Yang."

Lan Jingyi said: "You should always tell us what you saw when you are in love. How can that person be Xue Yang? Why should he pretend to be a stardust?"

"There is still, is that a ghost general? Where is the ghost general going now? Why didn't you see him? Is he still in Yicheng? How could it suddenly appear?"

Wei Wuzhen pretended not to hear the second question, saying: "This is a very complicated story..."

All the way down, after he finished speaking, there was already a bleak cloud, and no one remembered the ghost general.

Lan Jingyi first cried and said: "How can there be such a thing in the world!"

Jin Ling was furious: "That Xue Yang, scum! Dregs! He died too cheap!"

The boy who praised the aunt when he peeked at the door smashed his chest: "Auntie, auntie!"

Lan Jingyi cried the loudest and was extremely stunned. This time, no one reminded him that he should not be embarrassed, because Lan Si’s eyelids are also red, but fortunately, Blue has not forgotten his words. Lan Jingyi snotted his tears and suggested: "Let's go to the Hyosung Dust and the Auntie to burn some paper money? Is there a village in front of the road? Let's buy something and pay homage to them."

Everyone agrees: "Good!"

When I said that I went to the village at the entrance of Shibei, Lan Jingyi and Lansi couldn’t wait to run in. I bought some messy incense sticks, incense sticks, red, yellow and yellow paper money. I went to the side and took the earth and stone bricks. A wind-proof stove-like thing, a group of teenagers squatted on the ground in a circle, began to burn paper money, and burned and shredded. Wei Wuzhen’s original mood was also very heavy. He didn’t say a few words on the road. He couldn’t help but forget the blue: “With the light, you see that they are doing this at the door of the house, and they don’t stop it. ""

Blue forgets the machine faintly: "You stop."

Wei Wuwei said: "Okay, I will help you discipline."

He went, and said: "I am not mistaken? You are all children of the family of Xianmen. You have not taught your uncle and uncle, can you not receive money from the dead? People are still dead. What money? Can't receive it. And this is the door of someone else's house, you are here..."

Lan Jingyi waved: "Walk away and walk away, you are blocking the wind. If you can't burn it, then you haven't died. How do you know that the dead can't receive paper money?"

Another boy burst into tears and raised his face with a smoky face. He said, "Yes. How do you know? If you can receive it?"

Wei Wuxi muttered: "How do I know?"

Of course he knows!

In the years when he died, he never received a paper money!

Lan Jingyi also inserted a knife in his heart: "Even if you can't receive it, it must be because no one is burning for you."

Wei Wuxi asked himself: "How come? Is it that I have failed? No one is willing to burn me money? Is it really because no one has burned me, so I have not received it?"

The more he thought about it, the more he thought it was impossible. He turned his head and whispered to ask the blue to forget the machine: "Have a light, do you burn me? At least you burned me?"

Blue forgot to look at him, bowed his head and licked a little paper ash stained at the bottom of his sleeve, quietly looking into the distance, without a word.

Wei Wuzhen looked at his side of Enron, his heart said: "No?"

Really not? !

At this time, a villager came over with a crossbow and was dissatisfied: "Do you want to burn here? This is my doorstep, so unlucky!"

Wei Wuwei said: "Look, is it smashed?"

These teenagers have never done this kind of thing before. I don't know if it is unlucky to burn paper money at the door of the people. I even apologize. Lansi chased: "Is this your doorstep?"

The villager said: "My family has lived here for three generations, is it not my home or your home?"

Jin Ling listened to his tone very rude, stood up and said: "How do you say?"

Wei Wuzhen pressed his head and pressed it down. Lan Si chased again: "This is the case. Sorry, my question is not interesting. It is only the last time we passed this family. I saw another hunter here, so I have this question."

The villager was stunned: "Another Orion? What is the other?"

He compared to a "three", said: "My family's three generations of single pass! Just one of me, no brother, I died early, my daughter-in-law has no jealousy and no baby, where is another hunter?"

Lan Jingyi said: "Really!" He also stood up and said: "When you wear it tightly, with a big hat, you sit in your yard and bow down and bow, as if you are going out to hunt. We are going When I was here, I also asked him the way. He pointed to the direction of our city."

The villager said: "Hey said! You really saw sitting in my yard? I don't have this person in my family! The ghosts of Yicheng are playing dead, pointing you to that road? I want to kill you! What you see is Ghost!"

He shook his head and turned away. Only a group of teenagers are facing each other. Lan Jingyi said: "It is indeed sitting in this yard, I remember very clearly..."

Wei Wuzhen briefly said a few words about the blue forgetting machine. He said: "Understood, you are led to the righteous city. The hunter is not a villager here, it is someone posing."

Jin Lingdao: "When you kill cats and corpses all the way, some people are leading us to go here? The fake hunter, is it the person who does these things?"

Wei Wuwei said: "eight|nine is not separated from ten."

Lan Si chased and confused: "Why is he so expensive?"

Wei Wuwei said: "I don't know yet, but you must be careful in the future. If you encounter such a strange thing, don't trace it yourself. First contact the family, send more people, and act together. If this time is not just a light-filled king. Also in Yicheng, you can't keep your life."

I think that in the event of a single order in the city of justice, what kind of consequences would be, many people carry their hair straight. Whether it is surrounded by living corpses or facing the living demon Xue Yang, the situation is chilling.

Blue Forgot and Wei Wuzhen took a group of family members for a while, and when they were near the dark, they rushed to the city where they placed their dogs and donkeys.

The lights in the city are bright and the people are noisy.

This is where the living people live.

Wei Wuzhen opened his hands to the flower scorpion and shouted: "Little apple!"

The little apple yelled at him in anger, and immediately, Wei Wuzhen heard a bark and immediately smashed into the blue body. The fairy also rushed over, and a dog squatted and licked each other.

Blue forgets the machine: "Hold here. Go to dinner."

He took Wei Wushao and walked to the second floor under the guidance of the tea students. Jinling and others have to keep up, and the blue forgets the machine but turns back, and the meaning is unclear. Lan Si chased immediately to other people: "The long seats and the young seats should be separated, we will stay on the first floor."

Blue forgets the machine and looks up and walks indifferently. Jinling hesitated to stand on the stairs, not to go up, Wei Wuxi turned back and laughed: "The adults are separated from the children. Some things you better not see."

Jin Ling snorted and said: "Who wants to see!"

Blue forgot to tell the people to book a table for a group of family members on the first floor. He and Wei Wuzhen wanted an elegant room on the second floor. The two sat opposite each other and talked and explained many details. After a while, the dishes came up and the wine came up.

Wei Wuzhen looked at the dishes on the table at random, almost all of them were red and spicy. He paid attention to the chopsticks of the blue forgetting machine. He found that he was moving in a light dish, and occasionally he reached the bright red plate. The entrance was also not changed, and his heart moved slightly.

Blue forgot to notice his gaze and asked: "What happened."

Wei Wuqi slowly took a glass of wine and said: "I want people to accompany me to drink."