Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Yang Gongyan came over, not far behind, followed by a figure, Chen Lu, looking at Ye Shaoyang's expression is a bit embarrassed.

She is the one who most often disappears. Ye Shaoyang would like to ask her what she has done recently. The last time, how could she be with Wang Ping, but now that things are over, it doesn't make sense to ask those details.

"Shaoyang, we are coming to say goodbye to you." Chen Lu said, "We are going to find a way."

Ye Shaoyang thought, but also understandable, in order to ease the atmosphere, made a joke, said: "You are a good enemy, how can you go with you?"

Yang Gongyu bowed slightly. The brim covered her face and could not see her expression.

Yan Lengyu shook his head in the dark and sighed: "Don't goose."

"Goodbye." Yang Gongyu spit out these two words and flew away.

Chen Luchong Ye Shaoyang and Yan Lengyu waved their hands and turned away.

"Yang Gongyi's recent performance is too strange." Ye Shaoyang said to himself, "She used to be very cold, not like this, like a grievance."

Xiao Lengyu smiled and said nothing. Think of the topic just now, said: "You don't think too much, the wind has nothing to do with the pony, saving him is also human."

Ye Shaoyang said: "I only worry that he deliberately wants the soul of the pony."

"What about that? The killing of the pony is Zhang Guo and Wang Ping. It doesn't matter to others. Since he has received the pony of the pony, there must be a way to save him. You are stopped in the middle. He also I won't take the pony."

Ye Shaoyang nodded, as long as the pony soul can be resurrected, and then talk about it later.

Thinking this way, I finally had some comfort in my heart.

Ruan Yuyu said: "There is something, I want to tell you about Wang Ping..."

Ye Shaoyang knew it when he heard it. "Do you think that my punishment for her is too cruel?"

"She deserves to be guilty, but if she truly repents. I think... If the pony is resurrected, I don't want to see her so miserable."

"Well, when the pony resurrected, I will take back the Heavenly Master and let the Yin Division fall."

The two sit on the rooftop until midnight and go downstairs to sleep -

Ye Shaoyang let Yan Lengyu sleep in his room, he sleeps in the pony room.

Lying on the pony's bed, Ye Shaoyang's brains are the voices and smiles of the pony during his lifetime, lingering, lying in bed for a long time and not falling asleep.

I had to read the meditation curse, just about to fall asleep, suddenly heard the door open, my heart was shocked: the family only had two and he was cold, and in the middle of the night, what did she come to her room?

Look up and hold on the spot.

It was a girl who came in, but it was not a cold jade, but a girl wearing a certain national costume, covering her face with long sleeves, bowing her head and crying, unable to see her face.

Ye Shaoyang noticed a terrible place: the girl's two hands, black and thin and thin, look carefully, sucking in the air, this is the hand, clearly two branches!

ghost? Evil spirit?

Of course, Ye Shaoyang will not be afraid of the ghost knocking on the door, immediately sit up, touch the soul of the soul, think about it and let go.

Since the other party rushes to the front to cry, it must have deep meaning, but it will not be malicious.

Even if it is a ghost, you will not be bold enough to come and tease yourself.

"Who are you?" Ye Shaoyang whispered a word.

The girl loosened her sleeves, looked up and looked at Ye Shaoyang.

Seeing her appearance for a moment, Ye Shaoyang felt that her blood was stagnation. After a tenth of a second, she recovered and shivered. She suddenly stood up and shouted: "Xiaohui, you are not dead!" ”

The girl in front of me is the one who had worshipped in the cemetery during the day: Xiaohui!

Although she has been dead for a long time, Ye Shaoyang recognized her only at a glance.

Xiaohui Xiao looked at Ye Shaoyang silently. It was not tears but blood. Follow the cheeks and go straight into the neck.

"Shaoyang, remember, **** curse..."

"what!"

Ye Shaoyang was shocked and stood up and walked over.

"Xiaohui, are you really alive?"

Yan Xiaohui's face quickly rotted, the skin faded and became rough, as if it were bark, there were five senses.

A beautiful woman becomes like this in a blink of an eye, and it is more horrible than any evil spirit.

"Blood curse, Shaoyang, you must guess, you must save me..."

There was blood in her eyes, stepping back, exiting the room, and closing the door.

Ye Shaoyang rushed over, just opened the door, and suddenly a hole in the door cracked into a grimace, yelling at him, Ye Shaoyang shuddered and sat up.

Looking around, I found myself still in bed, and my mind was full of sweat.

dream?

Ye Shaoyang was hesitating, suddenly heard another small bang outside the door, hurried out of bed, rushed to open the door, saw a phantom, quickly flashed into the room of Yan Lengyu.

"Xiaohui!"

Ye Shaoyang didn't think about it. He rushed in one step and reached for her. His fingers slid over her shoulders. He didn't catch it. He instinctively pulled the clothes and pulled it hard. He pulled the whole piece of clothing down.

Ye Shaoyang immediately touched the wall with his left hand. After all, it was his own room. When the hand stretched out, he knew where the light was.

With a bang, the room was bright.

"small……"

Ye Shaoyang saw a nearly perfect white body in front of him, and he was on the spot, his brain was blank.

"what!"

Sui shuang screamed, squatted down, picked up the bathrobe and covered it.

Ye Shaoyang rushed up one step and grabbed her mouth with one hand while turning off the light with the other hand.

Yan Lengyu struggled and yelled.

"Don't call, don't call!" In the midst of the affair, Shaoyang had no time to explain, but she could only grab her hand.

Unexpectedly, the cold jade struggled too much, the two of them did not pay attention to fall, the back is the bed, just fell on the bed. Male and female.

Ye Shaoyang's tentacles are her soft skin. The smell in her nose is also the aroma of her body. Suddenly she is a little intoxicated. She is stiff and forgets what she wants to do.

Yan Lengyu suddenly gave up the struggle, lying under him, breathing heavily.

"Snapped!"

A slap hit him on his face.

Ye Shaoyang rubbed his face and looked down. There was tears in his eyes.

A ghost, flying from the window.

Ye Shaoyang glimpsed, the instinctive reaction was a ghost visit, and he must not let him see the body of Yan Lengyu. He was pressed to the cold jade body in his urgency, holding her hands on her shoulders and covering her body.

He was ready to deal with the resistance, and he was puzzled by the discovery that Yan Lengyu did not resist.

"Boss, what are you doing here!"

It was melon, and I saw Ye Shaoyang squatting on the bed in a strange posture, and the pair of eyes was the boss.

Ye Shaoyang gave him a wink and let him go out.

"what?"

Guagua went one step further, only to see the cold jade under him, petrochemical on the spot, and then quickly squinted.

"You, so shy... I saw it, I didn't see anything..."

"Roll!" Ye Shaoyang yelled at him.

Guagua ran face to face outside, his mouth groaning: "I haven't seen anything, you continue, ignore me..."