Yan Boguang, brother and sister, protected Xue Lingjun to the backyard. Gushan Temple had been abandoned for a long time, and there were no monks staying in the temple. The backyard was full of grass. Yan Boguang found that although the fire was blazing at the gate, it had also spread to the walls on both sides, but the fire was not there for the time being.
It spread to the backyard. What surprised him even more was that there was a small door in the backyard. Yan Boguang pointed to the small door and said, "Let's leave from here!"
Yan Nujiao said: "Didn't Master Hu tell us to wait for him here?"
Yan Boguang said: "If you don't leave now, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave later." He had other plans in mind. Taking advantage of Hu Xiaotian to hold off the pursuers, they could just use this opportunity to leave Gushan Temple. Yan Boguang was not a fool, even if it happened today.
Even if he is lucky enough to escape, there is no guarantee that Hu Xiaotian will not come after him. Du Tianhuo wants to hide, Sword Demon wants to hide, and Hu Xiaotian wants to hide.
Xue Lingjun said: "How can you be sure that there is no ambush outside?" As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a golden trajectory in the night sky outside, shooting straight into the sky, and then bursting out into colorful fireworks. Xue Lingjun's eyes were attracted by the fireworks.
Attracted, he said in surprise: "The reinforcements are coming!"
When the Yan Boguang brother and sister heard that reinforcements were coming, they were secretly surprised. They looked up into the night sky, hoping that someone would come to rescue them.
Xue Lingjun responded by taking out a multicolored cloud-piercing arrow from his waist, lighting the fuse, and shooting into the night sky again.
It didn't take long for them to see a black figure appear above them. It was a handsome snow sculpture. The snow sculpture was very large, with a wingspan of about two feet. A man in white was riding on the back of the snow sculpture, sharp and sharp.
His eyes kept searching for the scenery below. The burning Gushan Temple was particularly clear in the dark night.
Xue Lingjun was afraid that the other party would miss her, so she kept waving her hands. Now her mental state seemed to have recovered a lot.
When the brother and sister Yan Boguang knew that the reinforcements were coming, they also shouted together.
A knowing smile appeared on the lips of the man in white, and he controlled the snow sculpture to glide down. The snow sculpture swooped down and did not choose to land. Instead, when it was close to the ground, the man stretched out his hand to hold Xue Lingjun's arm.
Pulling her onto the back of the sculpture, the snow sculpture immediately climbed up, vibrating its wings and flying into the dark night sky like a shooting star.
The waving arms of the brother and sister Yan Boguang slowly stopped. Their expressions were extremely shocked, and then turned into disappointment. Yan Boguang looked at the snow sculpture that had turned into a white dot in the night, gritted his teeth and said: "No loyalty.
, and they ran away without caring about us!"
Although Yan Nujiao also felt disappointed in her heart, she was not as excited as Yan Boguang. She said softly: "Master Hu hasn't left either..."
Yan Boguang said: "Let's go, they won't care about our life or death." He raised his head and looked into the night sky. The snow sculpture had completely disappeared. Yan Boguang said full of resentment: "The widow is ruthless and the adulterer is unjust. I have seen it all today.
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Yan Nujiao said angrily: "Second brother, a snow sculpture cannot carry so many people. Maybe she is going to move reinforcements. Why do you curse her like this?"
Yan Boguang said: "Because of your kindness, we have been abandoned now. Let's go. There is still a chance to go now."
Yan Nujiao said: "Since we have promised to help others, we must keep our word. As a human being, we must keep our promises."
Yan Boguang saw that the girl was so insistent and could only stomp her feet. After hesitating for a while, he finally made up his mind: "If you don't want to leave, I will!" He actually walked to the back door on his own.
Yan Nujiao said: "Second brother, there may be an ambush outside. It would be safer to stay here."
Yan Boguang didn't listen to her persuasion at all. Instead, he walked faster and faster. As soon as he opened the courtyard door with his hand, he was hit in the chest by someone who had been ambushing him. Yan Boguang screamed and flew backwards.
He stood up and fell down into the mud with a thud.
Yan Nujiao exclaimed: "Second brother!"
Raising his right hand, a sleeve arrow suddenly shot towards the attacker. The light of the sleeve arrow flickered and disappeared, as if there was no trace in the sea. A ghost-like black shadow slowly floated in, but it was a pale-faced woman. She
Wearing a long black dress and a black gauze on her head, her face was completely pale and pale. The appearance of such a strange woman on such a night made people tremble from the bottom of their hearts.
Yan Boguang noticed that the woman's feet did not move, but actually glided all the way. He was so frightened that he kept moving back and said in a trembling voice: "You... are you a human or a ghost?"
Yan Nujiao was actually braver than her brother. She bit her lips and said, "Pretend to be a ghost!" With a shake of her arm, she shot out another arrow from her sleeve.
The body of the woman in black twisted and moved like a spiritual snake, and the arrows in her sleeves flew away close to her side. The woman in black looked at Yan Nujiao with cold eyes and said: "You little bitch, give back my son's life!" This woman is
Miao Yinghong, the wife of the ruthless Du Tianhuo. Although Miao Yinghong is not a direct disciple of the Banlan sect, she is also an expert in using poison. After her marriage, she learned a lot of secret techniques of using poison from her husband.
They are not famous among them, but their real level is no less than the top ten disciples of the old monster Beizawa. Their only son was killed by Yan Nujiao. They were heartbroken and naturally determined to find it even if they searched the ends of the earth.
Yan Nujiao avenged her son.
Yan Nujiao drew out her scimitar and rushed towards Miao Yinghong. She slashed at Miao Yinghong with one blow. Miao Yinghong's body was like a swimming fish and her steps were nimble. She easily avoided Yan Nujiao's knife and hit Yan Nujiao with a palm.
At the back of her heart, Yan Nujiao was hit by her palm and staggered back. However, Miao Yinghong's internal strength was not deep. This palm only knocked Yan Nujiao back, but was not enough to injure her.
Yan Boguang also got up from the ground at this time, and while Miao Yinghong was attacking her sister, he punched Miao Yinghong in the back of the heart. His fist touched Miao Yinghong's body, but it felt like her body was smeared with butter.
, without any effort at all, Yan Boguang's fist slid to the side.
Miao Yinghong turned around to grab Yan Boguang's throat. At this time, Yan Nujiao stabilized her steps and attacked again with her sword. The two brothers and sisters attacked from left and right, forcing Miao Yinghong to retreat step by step. At this time, Yan Boguang realized that Miao Yinghong was nothing more than nothing.
Although her physical skills were powerful, her martial arts skills were only third-rate at best. She couldn't help but cheer up and shouted: "Sister, let's kill this old witch who is pretending to be a ghost."
Miao Yinghong fought and retreated, but the two brothers and sisters became more and more courageous as they fought. Although the continuous attacks did not touch the corner of Miao Yinghong's clothes, they forced Miao Yinghong to retreat to the corner of the courtyard wall. Seeing that Miao Yinghong was about to
There was no way to retreat. Yan Boguang winked at his sister and decided to launch an attack at the same time to completely defeat Miao Yinghong. The two of them took a step forward at the same time, but their feet suddenly felt soft. The ground beneath their feet collapsed. It turned out that Miao Yinghong
Yinghong retreated while walking, leading them into a trap that had been arranged in advance.
At this time, the two brothers realized that they had been deceived and it was too late. They screamed at the same time and fell down into the dry well with a depth of five feet. Fortunately, the bottom of the well was soft and they were not seriously injured.
Miao Yinghong stood on the edge of the dry well and laughed strangely, just like the sound of a night owl, which was extremely harsh.
Yan Boguang yelled: "Old witch, you are plotting to frame us. What kind of hero do you think you are?"
Miao Yinghong sneered and said: "I am not a hero to begin with, little bitch, you killed my son, I will cut you into pieces, crush your bones and scatter your bones to ashes to satisfy the hatred in my heart."
Yan Nujiao looked up and said: "Everyone is responsible for what he does. What did you do to my brother? If you want to kill you, kill me!"
Miao Yinghong laughed crazily and said: "Kill you? Isn't it too easy for you? Even if I kill you, my son will never come back..." When she said this, she couldn't help but feel heartbroken, started to cry, and sobbed for two times. The person below stopped crying and said: "You are all going to die, but I won't let you die so easily!"
Waves of rain and mist fell in the sky, and Yan Boguang seemed to smell a faint aroma. He didn't know what it was, so he took a strong breath. Yan Nujiao also noticed that the smell was wrong, and hurriedly reminded him: "It seems poisonous, don't inhale it." Yan Boguang Hearing her reminder, he quickly covered his nose with his hands, but the smell still penetrated his nostrils pervasively.
Miao Yinghong said: "This is called the Seven Degrees of Peach Blossom Rain. Isn't it a nice name? This is one of the most powerful aphrodisiacs in the world. Anyone who smells it will burn with desire. If you are lucky enough to be showered by the Seven Degrees of Peach Blossom Rain, When the body is wet, the effect of the medicine will be even stronger, and all the relationships between father, daughter, brother and sister, and mother and son will be forgotten. Yan Boguang, can you not be tempted by such a beautiful girl?"
When Yan Boguang heard what Miao Yinghong said, his whole face turned pale with fright. He yelled: "Bitch, you are so shameless, you actually came up with such a vicious idea to retaliate against us, be careful. hack!"
Miao Yinghong said coldly: "So what if it's a lightning strike? As long as I can avenge my son, I can do anything crazy. After being hit by the peach blossom rain seven times, I can only detoxify by having sex within three hours. Otherwise, there is only a dead end."
Yan Nujiao was silent and looked at the top of the dry well. Suddenly she raised the scimitar and slashed her neck. Just as she raised it, a black whip shadow suddenly came from above. She rolled up the scimitar from her hand and pulled it up.
Yan Nujiao said in a trembling voice: "You are so vicious..."
Miao Yinghong said: "It's not that easy to die. In fact, it's the same even if you die. After being hit by the seventh degree of peach blossom rain, you are just a beast with blood boiling. He doesn't care whether you are his biological sister or not. He doesn't care about you." Dead or alive."
Yan Nujiao bit her lips tightly, silent tears falling from her beautiful eyes.
Yan Boguang leaned back against the wall, his eyes met his sister's, and he immediately understood what she was thinking. He shook his head and said, "It's okay... We can handle it... We'll be fine..." He has nothing to do with a living eunuch now. Respectively, even if he was hit by the Peach Blossom Rain seven times, he would not be able to do such crazy things, but Yan Boguang knew better that after the drug took effect, he could not control his behavior at all.
Yan Nujiao whispered: "Second brother, let's commit suicide before the medicine takes effect... She can't do anything to us..."
Yan Boguang shook his head desperately. He didn't want to die, not even if there was a glimmer of hope.
The first update is here, and I will continue to pay the debt today. If I am not afraid of offending other authors, there are not many people who are more sincere than the old octopus! (To be continued...) i1292
