Although she said so, the prefect's wife outside was still scratching the door tirelessly.
Xie Wuyan was very annoyed, he opened the door like throwing garbage, and slid the prefect's wife out, and then heard a scream of "squeak" cut through the night sky.
Shen Wanqing felt that the prefect's wife might be out of luck.
After doing this, Xie Wuyan closed the door very naturally, then found a comfortable position and lay down on her bed.
Shen Wanqing: "...I think, in this case, we still have to take a form and find Brother Ji and the others."
I don't know which word in this sentence made Xie Wuyan feel unhappy. He clearly began to be unhappy, and his tone became cold: "Tired."
Shen Wanqing: Well, what you say is what you say.
But speaking of it, perhaps because the Heavenly Dao Palace was also involved, even Shen Wanqing was a little curious about the truth of this matter.
But Xie Wuyan didn't have the slightest curiosity, and he didn't even bother to perfunctory. He has always been a person who has no interest in anything superfluous, and seems to have no interest in anything except running over to toss people every night.
Thinking about it this way, it was really a miracle that he was willing to help get rid of the ghosts and then accompany him to play the oiran drama.
But in fact, Shen Wanqing didn't bother to work as a coolie for Ji Feichen and the others, not to mention that the upright protagonist was determined not to take a penny, so she couldn't even earn extra money.
So she paralyzed back onto the bed very naturally, shrunk beside Xie Wuyan in the posture of a salted fish, yawned, and said: "But that day, you almost killed Xu Ziyin in the full moon building, that eclipsed dream. The demon dares to come, it is really courageous."
Xie Wuyan: "Really? There are more interesting things."
"What's more interesting?"
"Actually, that dream eclipse demon's cultivation level is not high, and it can't even compare to the one who painted the skin ghost a few days ago."
The unreasonable sentence made Shen Wanqing suddenly stunned: "How could it be? The owner of the full moon building said that this monster has murdered more than ten people's lives without knowing it..."
That day, Xie Wuyan's serious injury to the Painted Ghost took only one blow, and it was so easy that he didn't even reject the Sealing Curse. What's more, for the protagonist group, drawing skin ghosts is not outdated by the little BOSS of Novice Village, and even a tenth of its size is not comparable to the eclipse monster, how can it be so courageous.
Not to mention other things, just absorbing the blood and soul of more than a dozen humans in such a short period of time should not be so low in cultivation.
"Is it possible that Dream Eclipse did not eat those souls." Shen Wanqing suddenly came up with an idea, "but handed over these souls to the person who controlled it from behind."
"Maybe." Xie Wuyan propped his head up, his tone sounded not too surprised by this guess, but looked down at Shen Wanqing who was paralyzed beside him.
Half of her jet-black hair rested on the back of his hand, and it was icy cold.
Listening to his tone, Shen Wanqing knew that he might have guessed it long ago.
She seemed to have thought of something, stood up, and sat face to face with Xie Wuyan: "In this case, Dream Eclipse did not kill someone right away, but it was most likely instructed by the person behind it."
Xie Wuyan was noncommittal: "So what?"
"So his goal is very clear." Shen Wanqing said, "Even though he knew that you were difficult to deal with, he still took the risk to act that night in order to kill me, right?"
Xie Wuyan finally laughed, he raised his hand to rest on the back of his head, and lay back lazily: "You are not too stupid."
Not only that, but Shen Wanqing even suspected that the prefect's wife suddenly rioted today. It is very likely that the master behind the scenes wanted to set aside Ji Feichen and the others, and then create an opportunity to attack her.
But why
Shen Wanqing felt that although it was related to the Tiandao Palace, this behind-the-scenes ambassador was not for the blood-burning technique. Because the murder case at Manyuelou has been going on for a long time, that person would not have predicted that he would come to Rongcheng and planned it for so long.
So it's mostly temporary.
"so-"
Shen Wanqing seemed to suddenly think of something, she raised her hand and propped it forward, raised her smiling face and looked at Xie Wuyan's eyes, jokingly said: "You come to me every day these few days, are you afraid that something will happen to me? , so you came to guard me specially?"
This sentence made Xie Wuyan, who was still smiling just now, restrain his smile in an instant.
He didn't speak, and his eyes darkened a little.
After a long time, he turned his eyes to Shen Wanqing, his eyes were like a knife, gouging out her face one inch, and she felt chills for no reason.
…what's the situation.
Can't this guy be joking
Shen Wanqing immediately took a few steps back while holding the pillow, then rolled over from the bed and sat all the way back to the chair, staring at him with big eyes and aggrieved Baba: "You, I'm just kidding, why are you so fierce?"
Xie Wuyan: "Do you know why so many demons or ghosts want to kill you?"
"why?"
"Your physique is yin, and because of the technique of burning blood, every piece of flesh and blood is a rare treasure for demons and even cultivators."
When Xie Wuyan said this, his voice did not waver at all, but it made people feel embarrassed from the bottom of his heart: "That's why everyone wants you to die. At that time, your soul will become a sacrifice for others, and every drop of blood on your body will be sacrificed. Every piece of meat will be thrown into the sword-forging furnace, and the bones will be cut into artifacts and accessories. You can leave nothing but a handful of ashes."
"Really?" She originally thought that Shen Wanqing would be frightened by these words, but she didn't expect that she just nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and even a little disappointed on her face: "So disappointed, I thought it was because I was good-looking Woolen cloth."
Xie Wuyan glanced at her, then turned his head expressionlessly.
He has long been accustomed to Shen Wanqing's magical brain circuit, and he didn't even bother to put on a speechless expression, he just said, "So, I'm not trying to guard you."
"What's that for?"
Xie Wuyan: "In order to beware of someone else jumping first."
Shen Wanqing: "...that's really hard for you."
I don't know why, but in her eyes, Xie Wuyan always felt like a primary school chicken who was brooding about a joke, and then began to theoretically analyze and logically argue, insisting on quarreling and winning.
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It wasn't until this moment that Shen Wanqing realized that this system is not without golden fingers, nor is it useless.
But all its uses are especially for Ji Feichen and Feng Rumors.
In the past, if you asked it to do a favor, it would pretend to be dead, but now Feng Ruoqing is going to have an accident, and it actually has a guiding function. Along the way, I saw a yellow and bright arrow that dutifully pointed the direction of Feng Ruoqing.
Shen Wanqing felt like she was playing an inferior web page immortality game.
Before leaving, she also invited Xie Wuyan to form a team, but was ruthlessly rejected: "Really? If you die, you will die. What does it have to do with me?"
... Shen Wanqing always felt that Xie Wuyan was still angry with the joke just now.
Are all men so temperamental? Speechless.
I got a rough idea of the situation from the system, and it turned out that Feng Ruoqing and Ji Feichen went to find the prefect's wife in two separate ways, so they were both alone.
But Feng Ruoqing had better luck, and met the prefect's wife halfway through, only to find that the other party added a violent buff, and the fight was fierce and fierce, completely rushing for human life.
But Feng Ruoqing was very worried. She couldn't bear to kill the prefect's wife who was controlled by the monster, so she didn't make any killing moves at all.
As a result, he was beaten and retreated, and he was cut to the abdomen if he was not careful.
When he arrived, Feng Ruoqing was knocked to the ground by a heavy blow, and with great difficulty he clutched his lower abdomen, propped himself up and got up, blood laying straight out along his fingers.
The prefect's wife was clearly broken by Xie Wuyan just now, but at this moment, she took it all back like nothing else, but the whole person wanted to be punched, all the joints were out of place, and her posture was hideous.
Her fingernails became slender and sharp, and there were blood stains on them, all of which looked rumored.
It seems that someone performed some magic to make her look like this.
Feng Yaoqing coughed and choked out a mouthful of blood.
"Sister Feng!" Shen Wanqing was ready to help her.
"Don't come here!" As soon as Feng Yaoqing saw Shen Wanqing, she shouted at her throat, telling her not to approach, "Go to Ji Feichen, don't approach. If you get too close, it will hurt you, don't worry, I can handle it. "
Shen Wanqing glanced at Feng Ruoqing's pale face and saw that she was lying.
"jingle-"
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Shen Wanqing seemed to hear the faint sound of a bell.
Then in the next second, Mrs. Prefect's eyes instantly became blood red, and even the whites of her eyes disappeared. She propped up on the ground, jumped up, and stretched out her sharp claws to attack Feng Ruoqing's throat.
Feng Yaoqing turned over decisively, read the sword art, and blocked the blow with the back of the sword.
The two stood in a stalemate, and a white light exploded in an instant.
Feng Ruoqing continued to see blood from the corners of her mouth, but she still refused to chant any attack spells, she just repeated the suppression spell.
The yellow talismans on Mrs. Prefect vibrated frantically, accompanied by her screams in pain, as if they were frantically repelling the sorcery in her body.
"jingle."
Still the bell.
It was obvious that Feng Ruoqing's cultivation was taking the upper hand. She coughed out a mouthful of blood, and even the sword trembled a little, as if she was about to be unable to resist.
Shen Wanqing frowned.
She shook her robe, and two yellow talismans drew an arc against the wind and landed on the prefect's wife.
She closed her eyes and chanted the spell, her wrist trembled lightly, and the spell burst into flames.
When she was in Xuantian Pavilion, she pestered Ji Feichen to teach herself.
It is very easy to learn, and it fits her own attraction to fire attributes, an extremely simple attack spell.
"Wait, don't! Love, don't read!"
Feng Yaoqing was stunned for a moment, bit her teeth, and shook the two yellow talismans away: "Really, if Madam Prefect's body is severely injured, she will never be able to save her again."
Shen Wanqing had a headache.
According to Feng Ruoqing's character, even if she died herself, she would not allow innocent people to die.
As soon as the words fell, the prefect's wife punched again, knocking Feng Ruoqing's body out. Immediately afterwards, he charged forward and slashed towards her heart very sharply.
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"Pfft"
The blood dripped down the tip of the sharp fingernail and splashed on the ground.
Feng Ruoqing's pupils shrank: "Love the love!"
Shen Wanqing frowned, almost speechless in pain.
The sharp nails penetrated her shoulders, and they were not particularly deep, but there seemed to be a cold current flowing between her bones, which was particularly gloomy.
The prefect's wife increased the strength of her hand while making a strange noise.
The sharp claws seemed to go in a little bit more. Others saw little change, but Shen Wanqing could clearly feel the sudden increase in pain.
Her knees went soft and she knelt on the ground.
Feng Ruoqing closed her eyes and immediately recited a spell.
But for some reason, the strength of the prefect's wife surged, as if she had broken through a level, her eyes became even redder in an instant, as if she was going to tear up Shen Wanqing's entire body.
However, at this moment, there was a sudden strong wind around, wrapped in wind and sand.
Before Shen Wanqing could react, she saw a pitch-black shadow falling sharply from the sky, surging with a cold air current, almost at the moment of landing, the sky was filled with blood.
The right arm of the prefect's wife was shattered abruptly by the arrogant force, and the blood splashed out in an instant, with a strong fishy smell.
This is definitely a picture that makes people have nightmares at first glance.
Xie Wuyan's methods have always been cruel.
He didn't even give people time to react, so he shook his entire arm so much that he couldn't find a complete bone.
Without this support, Shen Wanqing's entire body fell backwards, but was picked up by Xie Wuyan and held in his arms.
"Does it hurt?" Xie Wuyan asked.
"… it hurts."
"Deserving it."
Xie Wuyan's tone was very poor. He raised his eyes and glanced at the prefect who fell on the ground and rolled over and over again, and narrowed his eyes a little.
"Wait, Young Master Xie..." Feng Yaoqing stood up, "Let her live, or—"
"Miss Feng." Xie Wuyan said, "You have to be thankful that no one lost their life today because of your kindness."
Hearing the rumors, her eyes moved slightly, she lowered her eyes, and her expression was full of self-blame: "Sorry, I didn't know it would turn out like this..."
She pressed the wound on her lower abdomen and stood up with difficulty, as if she was about to come over to check on Shen Wanqing's injury.
At this moment, Ji Feichen and the others finally came over.
A group of people crowded around noisily with lights in hand. Seeing the bloody scene in front of them, many people stepped back in fright and made retching noises.
"Ayao!" Ji Feichen quickly took his sword and rushed over, grabbing Feng Yaoqing's arm and pulling her towards him, "Sorry, I'm late, let me see your injury."
Feng Ruoqing turned around a little and shook her head: "Go and see Wan Qing, she's hurt more than me."
Ji Feichen turned his head, only to see Shen Wanqing lying in Ji Feichen's arms, let go of Feng Ruoqing's hand, and hurriedly leaned over: "Wanqing! What's going on? How could it be hurt like this."
The coldness in Xie Wuyan's eyes was clearly visible.
Feng Yaoqing looked at the crowd in front of her, her eyes were slightly red, but she turned her head and said nothing.
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Shen Wanqing, who was in so much pain, almost raised her middle finger in anger.
It's understandable, this system has no heart at all!
Perhaps seeing that Shen Wanqing was really in pain, Xie Wuyan simply cast a Sleeping Charm and let her fall asleep.
"Madam! How did Madam become like this?" Finally a brave servant approached, but he never dared to reach out to help him.
"I come."
Ji Feichen's cultivation base was higher, and the effect of the suppression spell was obviously better, but there was still a vague rejection.
He Fangshi hurried over to help calm the rioting prefect's wife. He frowned, "What the hell is this..."
Xie Wuyan suddenly interrupted, he raised his eyes, and his eyes slowly passed over everyone's face: "Ji Gongzi, what do you think this living person collects people's souls for?"
Ji Feichen was taken aback: "It is true that there is a sorcery that improves one's own cultivation by absorbing and refining other people's souls, but this sorcery often backfires on the cultivator himself. In addition to this use, you can also..."
"Resurrection." Feng Ruoqing said almost invariably with him.
This sentence instantly woke everyone present: "Brother Xie, what do you mean—"
"I mean, this is so boring, I didn't really want to worry about it."
Xie Wuyan lowered his eyes and glanced at Shen Wanqing in his arms, smiled suddenly, and lengthened his voice slightly: "But I didn't expect that someone forced me to take care of it."