At night, heavy snow.

In the vast snowflakes, I saw a dark patch. A snowflake drifted into the door with the wind, making people shivering one by one. The light of the mourning hall was not bright. The maid dressed in white came in and lit a few bright candles. She didn't dare to look at the coffin for no reason, but just paid attention to Ye Zifan at the corner of her eyes.

In fact, she had seen her wife's miserable body. Although everything was handled properly, she kept her in her heart and didn't think about it. She also knew that the master was extremely sad and guilty. She advised her to rest in the afternoon, but she refused.

The waiter stood for a long time, and when he saw that he had no orders, he whispered: "Master, it's the third day. Be careful. Please go to the side room to rest for a while."

Ye Zifan sat in front of the spirit, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes trembled and did not speak.

The fragrance quietly retreated again, and the white cotton hanging curtain was closed due to the wind and snow.

When she left the door, a cold wind blew up with snow. She woke up with a tremor. It was a strange snowy day, but she didn't know where she was going, and she disappeared from the impression she had just spoken.

"Where am I?"

Standing in the snow at the door for a while, she remembered that the wife had gone, her heart was in a state of turmoil, tears flowed inexplicably, and she went back to the past.

The thick door curtains separate the wind and snow, and no one will come at this time.

The candlelight was swaying in the hall, Ye Zifan knelt down and looked at the black coffin in front of him with a dull expression.

I have been working together for decades, smiling and quarreling in trivial matters, and I have even been in a daze several times, as if my wife is still there. As long as I wait a while, I will bring warm rice wine to me in the snow...

Just sat there, time gradually passed, and in the second half of the night, Ye Zifan suddenly woke up and burst into tears: "Ah, you've finally gone..."

After a long time of stasis, I finally dragged my slow footsteps to the side room. Although I was full of sorrow, I was exhausted and fell asleep as soon as I fell into bed.

Not much time, suddenly there was a fog spreading in the room. For a moment, a force jammed his neck. When he woke up, he was shocked and touched. It was a rope that was locked, and he was holding his breath to grab it, but he couldn't get it away.

Someone pulled him hard from behind and hung him up.

I looked up at the roof beam, reflecting the snow light outside the window, holding the rope hard, turning around and seeing the man's face was shocked: "Sheng'er, what are you going to do?

"Your words remind me of a year ago..." Ye Sheng was wearing a snow-white mourning uniform, loosened the rope slightly, frowned and thought for a while, and asked in a deep thought: "Since the young master was demoted to the farmer, you really have to bear it. Do you regret it when you end up in this situation?"

"You are the one who is the one who is hurt..." In a panic, Ye Zifan twitched, his hands and feet twitched, and his inspiration flashed, blurting out his mouth, his eyes full of disbelief.

"I guessed it right" Ye Sheng tightened the rope, raised it to look at him, and smiled: "It's not that it's because she enjoyed the ultimate bliss before she died. The taboo depravity is really a pure and beautiful taste..."

"Beast, beast..." After hearing this, Ye Zifan, who was hanging, struggled desperately and spit out the curse from his mouth.

Ye Sheng smiled gentlely and had a heart-wrenching demeanor: "Ah, don't praise like this. I will say it sincerely again. I didn't harm her, but I just loved her deeply, and she also loved me deeply."

"It was just that we were locked in the cage of false ethics. Until we spent a night of honest communication, her spirit and flesh merged into my body..."

"Animal, live--" Ye Zifan widened his eyes, and the rope was deeply tied in. The voice was hard to make, and his face turned red.

Ye Sheng laughed at the sight, took a deep breath, and a faint red light flashed on his body, his expression full of enjoyment and satisfaction: "Mother's love is still a bit constrained. Although the spirit and flesh are pure and delicious, it also causes a little trouble..."

Ye Sheng said excitedly and smacked his lips: "I know you dare not think too much. In fact, I have to remind you kindly that we are equal in some aspects. Why not discuss this feeling together and study the knowledge of the boudoir?"

"Well, it seems that my father doesn't object, so my son will throw his bricks and attract jade first. Last night..."

"Tsk, this little trick in the boudoir is full of fun. Why should my father hide his weakness and not speak? The so-called "wealth will not flow from outsiders to the fields, they are all their own family members, and their son will not laugh at you, and my mother didn't say anything..."

Ye Shengshi said the description, Ye Zifan's eyes were so bloody that he heard it, full of endless humiliation and pain. Ye Sheng looked at it, and saw that he had already begun to stick out his tongue, and then stopped talking.

"It is worthy of being a scholar who is good at studying and being wise, and even death cannot break the light of his heart." Ye Sheng said, and a red light appeared in his eyes. He saw that the scholar's personality was dissipating and black air was spreading out: "I have to use this trick, but now I am finally collapsed."

"Hey, the big evil has been accomplished. As long as I absorb it, I can complete the foundation laying by the inverted scriptures, and fully use my innate magical powers. In a short time, I can eliminate the resistance and control the Ye family, haha..."

The laughter was cheerful, and two red lights flashed in my eyes. I leaned forward, opened my mouth and sucked it in front of me.

The "boom" window broke open, and a light of inspiration flashed by, the red mist dissipated at the touch, a black figure flashed in, and then a sword light.

In the red mist, Ye Sheng didn't know when he held a long knife in his hand, and with just one knife, he put his sword together.

"Ding", metallic attacks, and Mars splashes.

Ye Sheng staggered back a few steps and stepped on the floor. The black shadow flew backwards in the air. A silver light flew out, and the silver light shot directly on the beam, breaking the rope with a "puff".

The castration was not reduced and the roof was penetrated, and it wrapped around the beam, pulling her body back with a "click" straightening.

The roof tiles were mixed with snow, and it fell. The lead clouds on the top of the ceiling reflected Zhou Ling's face. He pursed his lips tightly, and one hand was bleeding from the mouth of the tiger, and the sword had changed his hands.

At this time, he took advantage of the momentum to accelerate and his body was as agile as a swift, and he hit him again.

Ye Sheng turned around and avoided this attack, but did not slap Zhou Ling, but slashed at Ye Zifan.

"Hu" swirled in the air again, and the silver thread blew out a conical light under the beam, and the wind sounded rapidly approaching.

There is no time to save

Ye Sheng sneered, the sword light was bright, as long as he could kill Ye Zifan, he would be able to get out of his way at any time, and he would be invincible.

The sword light fell, but there was no feeling of slashing in.

"Cough, cough..." The sound of Ye Zifan reviving cough came from the top, and large tiles fell on the roof.

"Why is it on it? This is an illusion." My heart beat for a moment, and before I could change my mind, I saw a sword light pulling out

Being fooled

A murderous intent filled Ye Sheng's body and his hair exploded, his heart became cold, and he woke up from the warning sign, remembering the rumors of killing thirty soldiers in the Night Temple. Who else in the clan has such martial arts?

At this moment, two sword lights flashed, one was still normal, and the other suddenly turned into crystal lightning, straight and unbent, and instantly rushed.

"The body and sword are united" is the ultimate realm within the scope of martial arts.

"Don't kill me with you Ye Qing." Ye Sheng's eyes lit up red, and he took a deep breath. In an instant, his body was burned by a red fire, and his face suddenly deformed, just like the melted wax, but almost at the same time, his figure dissipated slightly and disappeared with a slight movement.

Ye Qing's sword that was sure to win was immediately lost.

In the ten-meter courtyard, Ye Sheng's figure suddenly appeared and landed heavily on the ground. The next moment he flew out and rushed out directly: "Ye Qing, wait, I will kill you to death."

In just a moment, Zhou Ling shuddered, and saw Ye Sheng's face was like oil pouring on his face, bloody and bloody, and it was still ringing "magnetic", which made people feel even more terrifying.

I saw that the red light had not yet been extinguished, and Ye Sheng's figure was so fast that he could not be calm. He just swept through three feet and threw himself on the wall.

At this moment, a translucent barrier emerged from the corner of the wall with a sudden "buzz".

"Boom" The barrier was not solid, and it was immediately broken by the fire, but it suddenly interrupted the siege. Before there was time to react, a sword light flew past.

The sharp edge was cold and harsh, the blood was blooming, and a broken arm soared into the sky.

Ye Sheng screamed and fell to the ground.

Without hesitation, he kicked him on the back, only hearing the crackling sound of fractures. Ye Sheng vomited blood, gritted his teeth and struggled to look back, his bloody eyes stared at Ye Qing: "The despicable natives, I have a kind of dignified come."

"Native?" Ye Qing sneered, the sword light flashed, and then another scream was heard, but his left foot was cut off by ankle.

"Ah" Ye Sheng screamed in pain, with despair in the scream. He had magical powers and had no reason to lose his left foot.

Ye Sheng knew he was lucky, and his face became truly ferocious: "You damn native, I'm dead, someone will avenge me..."

Ye Qing grabbed the ball of snow mud, stuffed his mouth, and carried the man into the mourning hall.

Ye Sheng was thrown in front of the coffin, and his face hit the coffin, making his nose and swollen.

At this time, Ye Qing gasped slightly, looked at Zhou Ling who was turning out of the side room, and asked, "How is the situation of Uncle San?"

"He woke up, his health was fine, but... he was in a bad mood and didn't want to come to see this evil man." Zhou Ling said without hiding his disgust for Ye Sheng at all

There are many evil people, but it is rare to reach this step.

When Ye Qing saw this, he didn't say much and asked again: "Where are you? Let me see if you are hurt."

Zhou Ling said "um" and stretched out his right hand to show him. He held the sword tightly in his left hand, staring at the wicked man on the ground alertly, ready to stab him to death with a sword at any time.

Ye Qing took out the wounded medicine and applied it to her cracked tiger's mouth. When she saw it, she quickly explained: "Since you accidentally capture it alive, don't kill it, wait for the clan leader to return to deal with it."

Zhou Ling stopped talking and asked hesitantly for a moment: "Is there such a bad person?"

This girl who was still employed in the public school was confused.

"Yes, but not many, there are always fewer people in this world - but don't be discouraged. This is not Ye Sheng's crazy, but evil deeds." Speaking of this, Ye Qing turned around and asked Ye Sheng with a sneer, "Did you think so?"

Zhou Ling looked at it, but immediately exclaimed. In just a few minutes, the person's wound had contracted, and granulation had grown on the cut surface, covering the wound, making people creepy.

"This is why he cut his ankle, otherwise he might run away." Ye Qing looked at it, but he didn't care. He had seen too much in his previous life.

"Is this the power of evil devil?" Zhou Ling was really shocked.

"It's not that you don't care about your body." Ye Qing smiled and said, "If you condense your life span to three years, you will have this ability."

For these evil demons, it only takes a few years to seize the body, so they all use supernatural powers to catalyze the body, full of energy, no diseases, rapid practice, and even have extraordinary healing power.

The price is that you can live for five years.
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