Thousand Face Demonic Concubine

Lou Qingwu carved the last stroke, and the human bone flower was finally completed under her finger. White mandala flowers, the petals of the lines are all lifelike, the magical carvings are hard to find in the world.

She tilted her head and looked at the third finished product in her hand. There was a very bright light in her eyes, and there was only one final step left.

"Yi." Lou Qingwu turned his head and blinked expectantly. The quietly juvenile cleared his head, turned around, limped toward the corner of the room, took back a white-glazed porcelain bowl, and the bright red liquid in it was properly preserved, even after a day fresh. The teenager reached out and handed it over, and found that Lou Qingwu did not answer it. He looked up and wondered at Qingxiu's face, "Master?"

Lou Qingwu calmly retracted his eyes, took the porcelain bowl, and rubbed his finger against the edge of the porcelain bowl.

His expression was focused and serious.

She sighed and squinted and smiled, but the coldness in her eyes slowly condensed. If she arrived earlier that year, would the wing be like a normal person? It ’s a pity, if only if, those people still live well, and innocent people are still suffering endless suffering.

However, after waiting so long, finally ... to officially start.

"Wow--"

The bright red liquid splashed on the bone flower with a strong **** smell.

The white mandala seemed to be suddenly alive, greedily absorbing the bright red liquid until it bloomed into the most colorful ... **** mandala.

The flower of death, watering it, can last long.

She let go of her hand, the porcelain bowl on her hand fell to the ground, it was torn apart, and the moonlight outside the window came in. It was white and spotless. Only the blood-colored mandala she held in her palm seemed to have absorbed all the darkness and ghosts. Senran, "Wing, are you afraid?"

"... don't be afraid." Compared to the fear of human greed, what terrible things are these dead things?

Linyang Town at night, everything is quiet. The moonlight was sprinkled lightly on the city tower, and the painting of the human skin that no one dared to touch became more and more terrifying. Lou Qingwu sat on the wall a few feet away, squinting at the pair of pictures she was proud of, with a lazy and joyful expression.

She shook her legs gently, struck a white skirt, and if she broke into the elves of the world, the blood-colored mandala blooming on the side formed an extreme contrast with her ethereal spirit.

"Eh!-Eh! Eh! It ’s dry, be careful!"

The child's hit sounded even more silently, and the light in Lou Qingwu's eyes became even more eye-catching.

The guard of the gate held his arm and was taken aback by being beaten louder. When the voice went away, he felt colder, and even felt a chill coming from the back, like ...

hiss! He couldn't help shuddering.

Don't scare yourself!

Suddenly, there was a very slight noise from the top of the head, "Wow, wow, wow, wow." It was like a twitch, thinking of the human skin painting at the moment above the head, the gatekeeper rolled his throat a few times and swallowed . But the voice was getting louder and louder. He couldn't help but pat his chest and bravely, slowly moved down the city tower, and glanced up quickly. When he saw that the man's skin painting was still hanging, he finally exhaled. Breath.

Back to the original position, the goalkeeper just wanted to close his eyes and stared for a while, but suddenly heard footsteps came, he frowned in amazement, who is going out of town at this time?

Opening my eyes, I did see a person, but unexpectedly, the person did not walk towards him, but left.

Alas, when did this person appear?

He stood upright and shouted, "Hey, who are you?"

The man didn't seem to hear it, and continued to move forward, wrapped in a robe and holding a folding fan, much like a scholar.

This look looks familiar.

The goalkeeper thought about it and shouted again, this man was too suspicious.

This time the man finally stopped, slowly folded the folding fan, turned back stiffly, showing a handsome face.

The moonlight tonight was too good, and the goalkeeper's sight was good, so he clearly saw the face clearly.

Looking at it, he suddenly widened his eyes and shook like sieve.

"you you you……"

Pointing at the man, the gatekeeper scared the three souls to go to the two souls, and finally when the Jun face suddenly grinned at him, he screamed, "Oh, ghost! Human skin painting is resurrected!"

Immediately, his eyes fainted.

The man crooked his head, his bones creaked, turned back again, walked slowly forward, and quickly disappeared at the end of Qingshi Road.

Not far away, Lou Qingwu looked at the scene with a smile, with a calm and gentle expression, "Now, it seems to be going well." It went so smoothly that she was not used to it.

The day after dawn, the gate was crowded with people watching it. It was unclear what had happened. Someone beat the drum early in the morning.

"Master!" The gatekeeper was still so scared that he knelt there, "Little ... Little saw the man's skin painting come back to life!"

As soon as the goalkeeper's words fell, there was a moment of silence surrounding him.

People and human skin portraits resurrected ...

What are you kidding? !!

"Well." Suddenly, a cold taunt came from the upper level. Everyone heard the sound and found that there was a man in armor sitting under the first person in the lobby, with a strong eyebrow, giving a dangerous sense of oppression. The man glanced at the county official Tan Wen coldly, "Master Tan, this is how you ended the case? It's been a day and two nights since the disappearance of the younger brother. You first told the younger brother that the younger brother had died and was skinned. Human skin painting, what about human skin painting now? If human skin painting is lost, you tell Ben to be resurrected? Huh ?! "

In the end, the coldness of Morin was so scary that Tan Wen immediately sat upright, didn't he or he know it?

God knows that yesterday he got the news that he almost took off his own black hat. When Li San personally sent Li Sangong to Linyang Town three years ago, he warned him secretly and secretly. Over the years Li Sangong did so many bad things He didn't dare to say anything, but ... but why did people die?

He pleased the second son of the Li family who was cold in front of his eyes, and also smiled when Li Jingsheng, a three-member ginseng in the court, said, "The generals will be angry, Xiaguan will surely check this out! Certainly!"

Li Jingsheng got the news on the school grounds. He came here without taking off his armor. Even if there is only one human skin left, he must see it with his own eyes!

Otherwise, how can you tell him to let him go back?

The third brother was sent to Linyang Town but died suddenly after three years?

He couldn't say this!

"Give you three days. General Ben wants to see people, and he wants to see corpses!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Xiaguan must try his best to track down the murderer!"

Li Jingsheng snorted and didn't answer. He glanced around at the people who guessed his identity, but when he saw a touch of white, his eyes narrowed sharply. The latter saw him look at her, his eyebrows still soft. Instead of lowering his head in fear, he was frank and dignified. And when he saw the woman's face clearly, Li Jingsheng's brow frowned even tighter. Is there such a stunning beauty in this small town?

His fingers were vicious, "Who is she?"