Chapter 859

Han Zhujing's finger is drawing in the air. Suddenly, he bites his finger and draws a rune in the air. He hits Yu Qingyu.

Yu Qingyu smashed out the medicine pestle to resist the conditioned reflex, and the blood amulet stuck on the pestle, making a sound of "nourishing".

"Hum What a pain The child's sharp voice sounded in Yu Qingyu's mind.

Yu Qingyu shook his hand and wiped the blood amulet with his sleeve. As a result There's no use for eggs.

Yu Qingyu said:

Yu Qingyu is a little embarrassed and throws the pestle into the space. He digs out the spirit spring pit.

Han Zhujing looks at Yu Qingyu in silence. Yu Qingyu feels that his face is a little burnt. He has been stripped of his waistcoat in front of him. It's a shame!

"Cone, why?" Han Zhujing's voice is faint, but he can hear a trace of love and hate interwoven.

"Cone? What cone? " Yu Qingyu lies with his eyes open and refuses to admit it.

"In those half a month, I went all over the villages within a hundred Li radius."

Yu Qingyu is silent. What can he do? He is also very desperate!

The pill given by the weasel suddenly appeared, the thunder in the heavy rain, the time when the villagers died a lot, and when he appeared at the gate of the village

Han Zhujing is a monk. He knows the ghosts very well. As long as he is not stupid, he can draw the conclusion that he is a weasel.

"Cone, do you think I should kill you?" Han Zhujing's face was twisted for a moment, and his eyes were cold.

Yu Qingyu summoned the pestle out again. The amulet on it had been washed away. He waved softly, "you killed me."

Han Zhujing takes out a small bell and shakes it without saying a word.

Yu Qingyu felt dizzy. The bell was shining in his eyes, and the gold lines were constantly attacking him.

Yu Qingyu took the medicine pestle back to the space stone and took out an ordinary sword. The sword was faint and cold, just like smearing poison. "Xiaojing, I really love you."

"Poo Hoo..." Yu Qingyu reverses his sword tip and stabs it into his stomach.

It's better for me to die before you fall in love with me.

"Cone!" Han Zhujing hugs Yu Qingyu's falling body.

"Yes I'm sorry. " Yu Qingyu closed his eyes, a tear slipped through the corner of his eyes, and his hand holding the sword slowly dropped down.

It hurts so much to commit suicide like this! Next time he's going to die a different way.

Han Zhujing hugs him silently until the body in his arms turns into the body of a Weasel, and his tears just drop down.

After a long time, the door was knocked.

Han opened the door and walked downstairs with the body of Yu Qingyu.

ZiChou and Yinmao look at each other and follow Han Zhujing one after another.

Han Zhujing so hugged a weasel body to the airport.

There was only one thought in his mind. He wanted to go back. He wanted to send him back.

It is very difficult to take an animal corpse on a plane. Zi Chou and Yin Mao did not know how many things they had to do before the airport agreed to let go.

At this time, it was midnight, and the earliest flight to Cangshan city in Northeast China was at 7 a.m.

The sword had been drawn out long ago, and the wound of the corpse stopped the blood flow.

But the bloodstains on Han's clothes were all black and green.

Yu Qingyu's sword is coated with poison. If you eat this poison or melt it into your blood, you will die in an instant. Even if you smell the poison, you will die at last.

It's just that he can live a little longer. Yu Qingyu never wanted to let him live so long alone.

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