long night walk

Chapter 876
What's more, the young master of the ghost gate is obviously at odds with that kid, if he
Zheng Siyan narrowed his eyes, looked at Shang Ying coldly and said: "I advise Miss Shang to think carefully before acting."

Shang Ying's eyes moved slightly, she lowered her head and said nothing.

But her palm was holding the sword at her waist from beginning to end, her attitude was very obvious.

Zheng Siyan sneered and said: "Of course, if the girl insists on going her own way, I won't stop her, but now the ghost has finally changed the object of entanglement.

If you provoke it back again, the Meng family may not only die one or two people. "

Shang Hong frowned, and immediately stopped Shang Ying's reckless behavior with his eyes.

Shang Ying stared back, then turned to look at Meng Zifei with soft eyes, bit her lips and said softly, "Zifei, what do you think of this?"

Although Meng Zifei's face was pale with fright, he didn't show much intention of retreating. He straightened his chest and said:

"It's a pity that I'm weak and weak, so I can only watch Brother Baili in trouble, and ask my cousin to help Brother Baili. The disaster of the Meng family must not be made by Brother Baili to fight for us."

Shang Ying's eyes became softer, and there were even hints of joy.

Xin said that Zifei is really different from ordinary people, since he was a child, this childlike heart has never changed.

It's not in vain for her to treat him...

After a slight smile, Shang Ying nodded resolutely, turning around and chasing after regardless of her elder brother's stern gaze.

Who knew at this moment...

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..."

The crisp voice of the baby echoed in the Meng Family's courtyard again.

Meng Zifei's body froze suddenly, only to feel that there was something extremely cold lying on his back, blowing air towards the back of his neck.

He looked at Shang Ying with a pale face, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead: "Cousin...cousin..."

Shang Ying's face was slightly stiff, and she forced herself to look calmly at the little devil behind Meng Zifei.

She forced a smile, and said as if she was being close: "Isn't this the little ghost next to little brother Baili? Why did you suddenly turn back again, where is little brother Baili?"

In such a weird situation, one can see the weird danger emanating from the little ghost's body.

Zheng Siyan lowered his head slightly, and at an angle where no one could notice, the corners of his mouth curled up strangely.

"Giggle..."

The little ghost's mouth suddenly let out a weird laugh that was just like that sinister little ghost.

There was a dangerous streak of blood across those dripping jet-black eyeballs.

He stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked the back of Meng Zifei's neck with a perverted smile on his face.

Without warning, his body turned into a dark cloud, under Shang Ying's pupils shrinking...

Pass through the chest!

"No!!!" Shang Ying's mournful scream pierced the sky and startled the birds.

The giggles died away completely.

Mencius staggered suddenly, struggling to stand still.

He looked down at the egg-sized blood hole in his chest that was slowly spreading the bright red blood, staining his expensive green shirt red.

As soon as he lowered his head, the blood from the corners of his mouth, nose and eyes flowed down like running water.

A hoarse groan came from his throat, his eyes were bloodied, and he looked up in confusion, obviously aware that his life was coming to an end.

The world in front of him has long been stained red with blood.

But in a very short time, he could tell what was blood and what was that red figure.

He couldn't lift his arm up, as if he wanted to touch the other person, but when he lifted it halfway, it fell down weakly, and his whole body fell down.

Shang Ying's entire beautiful facial features were distorted, and she swayed to Meng Zifei's side in an instant.

She clutched the bloody hole in his chest with fear and anxiety, and held him tightly in her arms.

"Don't die...don't die..."

As a practitioner, he knows that the Dao is ruthless, and he also knows how fragile a mortal body is.

Shang Hong stood there blankly, the sudden change obviously hadn't made him react yet, his piercing eyes were already red.

The temperature in Meng Zifei's body was like his life, passing away like crazy. He coughed up blood constantly, and his handsome face was stained with the gray air of death.

There was a deep sadness in his slack pupils.

With great difficulty, he raised his arm and pinched Shang Ying's cheek. The corners of his blood-stained mouth slowly curled up, revealing a warm and unflattering smile.

He murmured in a low voice, his voice was as weak as a candle that was about to go out: "Shang...Shang Ying, I have long... wanted to call you by your name like that.

Every time I call you cousin, I feel really unhappy in my heart, you know?I've always been with you..."

The eyes dripping with blood and tears lost their original color in the gradually weakening voice.

He stopped breathing and his pulse lost its beat.

Only the sadness in his eyes, which had not had time to dissipate, was forever frozen in his pupils.

Mencius boasted that he was a romantic, unrestrained and happy life, but until his death, he didn't express his feelings to the woman he loved.

Shang Ying's eyes were completely dead silent, as if she had lost her soul.

She hugged Meng Zifei tightly, and her whole body turned pale.

Shang Hong snorted, his eyes were red, his whole body was like an angry bison, the mad knife in his hand trembled crazily, and his whole body was boiling with murderous intent.

With a ferocious expression on his face, veins bulged, and he said, "I'm going to kill that kid! I'm going to kill that kid!"

As he said that, he chased out like a maniac.

He grew up with his cousin since he was a child, and is Shang Ying's elder brother.

He knew what was hidden in his cousin's heart, but why didn't his sister be like this.

However, the immortals and mortals are separated, and both parties have no choice but to restrain their youthful and ignorant love.

But now that the person is dead, he finds that the so-called separation between immortals and mortals is far less frightening and hopeless than life and death.

……

……

Bai Lian didn't know what happened in Meng's house at this moment, but found a clear stream, sat on the rocks of the stream, and cleared the deep black tooth marks on his arms.

Su Jing squatted beside the stream, holding clean stream water in both hands to wash his wound.

Shou Ze bit his finger and stared at the wound on his arm with a pitiful look.

Bai Lian touched Shou's head, lost in thought.

He felt... everything that happened last night and today was too strange.

Zheng Siyan's initiative came today, and several conversations made him confirm that the ghost was a disaster and Meng Zhai must have something to do with him.

Just now that ghost came straight at him, the purpose was very obvious, it was not Mencius, but him.

But after catching Shou, he left Meng's house and attracted him here, but he didn't hurt Shou, instead he threw him back.

Bai Lian had a fight with him, and even with the help of Su Jing and Shou, he was still no match for the ghost, and he bit him hard.

Although it was very troublesome for Yin Qi to enter the body, the guy just bit him and left.

It's really hard to see what he wants?

While holding the clear water, Su Jing said seriously: "That ghost, we can't beat it."

Bai Lian nodded, feeling a little depressed.

Su Jing tugged at the corner of his clothes, and said again: "But my father can beat him, so find him."

Bai Lian smiled bitterly: "That's the only way."

This is a rare trip to the mountain, and it is really helpless to encounter such troubles.

After simply bandaging the wound, I was ready to return to Nanze Mountain.

But who would have thought that as soon as he got up, a fierce and unparalleled mad knife slashed towards Bai Lian's chest under the control of Qi.

"Boy Li! Suffer me!"

Before people arrive, the knife goes first.

The violent wind of the knife swept up the stones and light sand on the ground!

Su Jing simply stretched out his hand to grab it, and grabbed the mighty frenzied knife by its broad back, not making any further advances.

The mad knife trembled wildly under her palm, but she couldn't break free!

Shang Hong's face turned red, and his eyes turned to the kid in the red bellyband at Bai Li'an's feet, and the murderous intent in his eyes was even more intense.

"Bailian! Give back my cousin's life!" Shang Hong was full of energy and blood, and stepped on the ground step by step, leaving deep and obvious wide footprints.

"Your cousin?" Bai Lian's heart sank: "Did something happen to Mr. Meng?"

In the blink of an eye, Bai Lian's thoughts calmed down in a moment of chaos, and he calmly organized his thoughts, and then his face became more and more ugly.

He finally realized that the ghost's purpose was not to kill him, but to divert the tiger away from the mountain.

"Pretend! You kid will pretend for me again!"

Shang Hong's face was flushed and ferocious, and he roared angrily: "You kid is the same as that ghost! You made a good show from the beginning!
Leaving Meng's house, and then control the ghost to kill a carbine and kill my cousin!What else do you have to argue about!Suffer me quickly! "

Bai Lian looked at the furious Shang Hong, and said calmly, "I won't resist."

Shang Hong was stunned with a ferocious and furious expression: "You... what do you mean?"

Bai Lian said patiently: "I have followed the ghost all the way, and Shou escaped just now, so it is unreasonable for you to say that I killed Mr. Meng by driving a ghost."

"That's what I saw with my own eyes!"

Bai Lian said: "Sometimes what you see may not be true, brother Shang, if I wanted to kill your cousin, I could have done it last night and still escaped unscathed, why bother to wait until today when all of you are gathered together.

Your cultivation bases are all higher than mine, so the risk I am taking is not an integer multiple.

Killing people right under your noses is such a stupid act, I don't know any murderer in this world who would do it. "

Those words made Shang Hong calm down, but the hostility in his eyes did not dissipate at all. He took a few deep breaths and said, "Even if this is the case, it can't wash away your suspicion."

Bai Lian smiled slightly and said: "Brother Shang is great if you can patiently listen to my explanation. You said that I control ghosts to kill people, and Shou is my little ghost. As we all know, if I manipulate him to kill people, wouldn't I tell everyone clearly? I was the one who killed people, so Brother Shang doesn't think it's strange."

"It's weird, but..."

"Brother Shang..." Bai Lian's gaze was fixed, with a cold light shining.

He said in a deep voice: "In the world of practice, do such things as killing and framing rarely happen? Brother Shang, is he really willing to wrong innocent people and let the real murderer laugh heartily in secret?"

Shang Hong frowned deeply, his gaze hesitated.

Bai Lian glanced at Su Jing and said, "Return Brother Shang's knife to him."

(End of this chapter)