It is said that this crap has counterattacked again!

Chapter 317.
"Yes."

The old lady responded with a low voice, and threw the silver-white cane forcefully on the ground, making a "dang" sound.

Suddenly, the group of moths around her scattered.

The masked man clasped his hands together, chanting some strange incantations, and the group of moths started to slowly fly towards Yu Wenhao.

At the same time, the layer of dark blue smoke around the masked man also diffused.

For a time, the surrounding area was dark blue.

"Be careful, everyone, this smoke is poisonous!"

Jing Hong hurriedly cast a spell to summon a spell shield to isolate himself from the smoke and at the same time remind his surrounding subordinates.

"Sisters, put on the isolation veil!"

There are more than fifty of Jinghong's subordinates, all of whom are women.At this time, a young woman waved her jade hand, and a white veil as thin as a cicada's wings hung on her face immediately.

The rest of the women nodded and put them on.

"Sisters, Bu Jinghong dances!"

Jinghong jumped up, swinging his willow waist, as if he was taking off a rabbit, he stepped straight into the air through the smoke.

"Yes!"

The rest of the women responded in unison, and quickly formed a dance formation.

Jinghong stepped on the blue smoke in mid-air, and spun around, and the dress on his body suddenly turned into a dark blue dress studded with gemstone bead chains, shining brightly.

The dresses of the women on the ground also quickly turned light blue.

They either hold hands, or spin, or jump up, echoing the dancing posture in midair.

Jinghong pursed his lips into a smile, his jade feet twirled gracefully, and the dress on his body was like a blooming demon flower in the deep sea, blooming a piece of blue.

This piece of blue, compared with the surrounding blue smoke, is nine points more coquettish.

She kept spinning, and her body merged with the surrounding dark blue smoke, and she danced lightly in the smoke, looming.

"What the hell is this!"

The masked man who was chanting a curse cursed angrily, shook his head heavily, and seemed extremely irritable.

"Hmph, today, you all have to die."

On the contrary, it was the old lady who seemed to be completely unaffected by the Jinghong dance formation, standing calmly beside the masked man, staring at Yu Wenhao with a pair of cloudy eyes.

Seeing Yu Wenhao covering his head, struggling not to hurt Qin Yin, her chapped lips evoked an evil smile, and suddenly she danced with her staff.

With her staggering dance steps, moths around her began to gather around her slowly.

She ignored Jinghong dancing in the air and Meiji who was dancing on the ground, she staggered like a great dancer, and while dancing, she sang very ugly songs in a voice that others could not understand, to the audience. Yu Wenhao jumped over there.

*

"Hey, where is this?"

Yu Wenhao only felt dizzy for a while, and a sharp pain in his body, as if someone had slapped him hard with a sack.

"Ayin, in the future, I will treat you well."

Shaking his head and opening his eyes, Yu Wenhao suddenly found that he had returned to Dongyang.

And what he was in right now was the lakeside where they stayed together when Qin Yin rescued him when he was a child.

The breeze is blowing slightly, and the water on the lake is sparkling.

As the sun sets, the afterglow shines on the surface of the water, and the wind blows through, giving off golden light.

Under the setting sun, Qin Yin was dressed in white, and was gently holding the hand of a man in black, enjoying the lake scenery with him.

"Well, in the future, we will always be together."

She responded softly to the man beside her, stood on tiptoe, and gently kissed him on the lips.

"Ayin, my Ayin..."

The afterglow of the setting sun pulled the backs of the two of them into a long distance, Yu Wenhao only felt a nameless anger burning crazily in his heart, and he wanted to burst out.

"Why, why am I so angry, why!"

Yu Wenhao couldn't help roaring.

This out-of-control man is not him!
"I clearly said that as long as he can give Ah Yin happiness, I will let him go..."

A tear, slowly slipped from the eye socket.

*

"Peptide! It's been so long, this kid still hasn't responded!" The masked man chanted the curse for a long time, looked up, and found that Yu Wenhao was still there in a daze, and did not kill Qin Yin.

"Lonely leaves and withered butterflies, the curtain falls and the autumn wind blows, the autumn wind is silent and cold, and the unfeeling sword is unsheathed, unsheathed!"

The old woman sang loudly in a hoarse voice. Suddenly, she stretched out her hand and pulled out her "face"!
That old face fell with the wind, revealing an even older face with ravines!

"Under the mask is not necessarily a more beautiful mask, hehehe..."

The old woman grinned, revealing a mouth full of yellow, broken teeth.

Yu Wenhao finally squinted at her.

Then, his eyes were filled with horror, "Old witch, I won't allow you to hurt A Yin!"

"Go, use this incomplete sword to cut off the entanglement of lovesickness!" As she said, the old woman supported her crutches, leaped into the air, and slammed a white light into Yu Wenhao's sword.

Suddenly, the sword in his hand was covered with a layer of cold white light.

"what……"

The white light suddenly shone on Qin Yin's body, giving her a tingling sensation like a needle piercing her skin.

At this moment, the sword in his hand is no longer a sword that can kill people, but a demon sword that can kill souls!

"Cough cough cough..."

After the white light came out, the old lady slipped and fell to the ground like a withered moth, coughing violently.

"Old man... if you can... in the future, take care of the little moth..."

The moment the old woman fell to the ground, the fluttering moths around her seemed to feel her sadness, and they flew around her one after another, stopped on her body, and flapped their wings lightly.

"Old lady!" The man in the mask who was chanting a mantra not far away obviously didn't expect such a thing to happen, his body was shaking wildly, and he cried hoarsely, "Why, why! I just let you set up the magic formation, and didn't let you set up the formation with your life Ah, woo woo woo..."

As he spoke, a few lines of turbid tears flowed out of his eyes uncontrollably, and he couldn't stop them no matter what.

"Old man, I just received a voice transmission from Xiao'e. She said that she is living in a very hard time in the cage of the devil world. I can't bear to see her suffer. I can't bear to..."

The old woman's body began to disappear gradually, and finally turned into a bunch of withered butterflies, flying among the gray moths.

"No! No, woo woo woo..."

The masked man threw the mask away, revealing a face that had experienced many vicissitudes.

He stared blankly at the gray moths flying in front of him, and let the muddy tears fall from the corners of his eyes.

"Father, father..."

"Kill them..."

"They killed my mother!"

In a daze, he seemed to hear a familiar voice.

"Little moth! Little moth, is that you?"

He looked up in a daze, and there was nothing in front of him except a group of beauties dancing gracefully, who were gradually becoming charming.

His world began to blur.

"Wuuuuuu... Dad, why didn't you kill them?"

"If it weren't for them, our family would have been reunited long ago, why would we be displaced!"

At this time, the voice of his daughter Xiaomo rang from the bottom of his heart.

This voice is enough to make him rise from the quagmire of sadness!
"Damn it, you all should die, hahaha!"

The old man staggered to his feet, stepped forward, and with a "click", he crushed the mask he had just dropped.

Immediately, he took out a blood-red translucent dagger from his arms, jumped up suddenly, and rushed towards Qin Yin!
(End of this chapter)