Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

Yan Xihua's hand fell in the air, a look of astonishment appeared on his face, his younger brother's extreme reaction made his heart sink, and his eyes were solemn.

He said solemnly: "Xirong?"

Yan Xirong took a deep breath, the hand on his side was shaking, and he dared not look into his brother's eyes: "Jennifer is a puppet driven by black wings, every time she draws blood from me, the black wings pattern on her body The color gets stronger and I can feel it sucking my life out."

Yan Xihua gritted his teeth and said solemnly, "Why didn't you say it before?"

Yan Xirong pulled down his clothes with trembling fingertips, trying to cover up the ugly pattern, and said softly, "I've only added to your worries."

Yan Xihua was completely angry when he heard it in Yan Xihua's ears, "Could it be that if we hide it from us, we won't know!"

Even Yan Yiqi's face was not very good-looking, and his eyes overflowed with the anger of his son for concealing the truth.

The Huo family didn't know when to leave, and only Huo Yunqiao was left sitting on the sofa in the house.

His long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his cold eyes, which were indifferently concealed, stared at the phone in his palm, not knowing what he was looking at.

Hearing Yan Xihua's angry voice, Huo Yunqiu looked up at Qin Ruan.

Seeing that she was all right, she lowered her head again and looked at the screen of her phone.

When Yan Xirong was pulling down his clothes, Qin Ruan stepped forward to hold his hand to stop him, and said coldly, "Take off your clothes!"

The third master Huo, who was just relieved, suddenly raised his head when he heard the words, his cold eyes narrowed slightly, and a strange look appeared in his eyes.

"Ruan Ruan, this thing can't be touched!"

Not knowing what Qin Ruan was going to do, Yan Xirong said in a panic.

Huo Yunqiu could only see Qin Ruan's back. He didn't know what she was going to do. Hearing the prudence and seriousness in Yan Xirong's tone, he quickly got up and walked towards Qin Ruan.

The corners of Qin Ruan's lips curled into an emotionless arc, and the sharp fox's eyes stared at Yan Xirong: "Did you come by yourself, or should I help you?"

If the other party refuses again, she will do it herself.

Yan Xirong held Qin Ruan's hand with both hands, lest she really make a move.

The two stood at a stalemate, neither giving way.

Qin Ruan's patience was limited, she threw off Yan Xirong's hands, and raised her hands to pick off Uncle Cheap's shirt.

Just as he stretched out his hand, a body with little warmth came from behind him.

Huo Yunqiu stretched out his hand to stop Qin Ruan's movements, lowered his head and said warmly in her ear: "I'm coming."

My own daughter-in-law picks up other people's clothes, even if this person is an uncle.

Qin Ruan tilted her head to see that the third master didn't agree with the expression, and raised her eyebrows slightly: "Okay."

She would be happy to have someone help.

Yan Xirong looked at Huo Yunjie who was approaching, and felt the oppression coming from him. Thinking of what would happen next, Yan Xirong, an elder, was extremely ashamed and angry.

It was too shameful to be stripped of clothes in front of my father and brother.

He admitted that he could not be calm, so he could only raise his hands to compromise: "Stop! I'll do it myself!"

Huo Yunjie raised his hand very cultivated and made a gesture of please.

Under the gaze of everyone in the room, Yan Xirong took off his shirt, and the black wing pattern on his right chest was clearly revealed.

Qin Ruan leaned closer, looking at the black wings and the flower vines on the sword in the center of the wings seriously.

The more she looked at it, the more evil she felt, and she also felt a weak force lingering on the pattern.

Yan Xirong stepped back, for fear that Qin Ruan would touch the pattern on his body, he explained aloud: "This is the totem of the Black Wing Religion, with dark power on it, Jennifer said that unless the high-level personnel of the Black Wing Religion take action to erase it It, otherwise only death awaits me."

Qin Ruan frowned and asked, "How long has it been?"

Yan Xirong: "It's been more than a week."

Qin Ruan rubbed his fingertips, feeling a little ready to move.

If you don't touch the pattern, you can't know the power above, and you don't know how to solve it.

Yan Xirong's strong repulsive attitude made it difficult for her to take action.

Qin Ruan stood up straight in a flash, walked to Huo Yunjie's side, tiptoed close to his ear and whispered in his ear.

Not knowing what she said, Huo Yunqiu looked surprised at first, then nodded calmly.

Knowing that Yan Xirong's situation was very bad, Qin Jingcen took Qin Mei's arm and approached: "Ruan Ruan, is it troublesome?"

He knew his sister's skills, and from the look on her face, he knew that things were more difficult.

Qin Ruan smiled at Qin Jingcen and said in a relaxed tone, "It's okay."

Qin Mo walked to her side, frowned and said in a low voice, "If you want to save people, you have to protect yourself first. The old man is very worried about you."

"understood."

Qin Ruan's voice just fell, and an exclamation came from behind.

"what are you doing?!"

Yan old man and Yan Xihua sounded at the same time with angry voices.

When the three brothers and sisters of the Qin family were talking, Huo Yunqiu walked to the bedside, and when Yan Xirong was unprepared, he raised his hand and slashed at the back of his neck.

Yan Xirong, who was already weak, fainted instantly.

Knowing that the third master succeeded, Qin Ruan walked to the bed with a smile on his face.

She ignored Yan Yiqi and Yan Xihua's hostility towards Huo Yunjie, and reached out to touch the pattern on Yan Xirong's right chest.

When the fingertips touched the warm skin, Qin Ruan felt the cold chill, as well as the unstoppable malice, hostility and strong killing suffocation.

Before Qin Ruan could distinguish them one by one, some fragmentary pictures flashed in her mind.

Tens of thousands of desolate and desolate mountains broke into her mind by surprise, and every icy and barren pinnacle was engraved with dense characters.

The loneliness and sadness made her breathless, and anyone who saw it felt very depressed and painful.

The loneliness, resentment, grief, longing, and loneliness and sadness conveyed by thousands of barren mountains almost penetrated deep into the bone marrow, causing ripples in Qin Ruan's heart.

Her clear eyes overflowed with water, and a mixture of pain, hatred, guilt, heartache, sadness, and depression appeared in the depths of her eyes, hitting her like a tide.

A desolate and desolate place that is quiet and devoid of any human presence, making people crazy, wanting to roar and let out a hoarse voice.

Qin Ruan's face turned pale, his fists clenched tightly, his delicate face became distorted, and there was only repressed pain in his eyes.

But in just a few seconds, the picture she saw was quickly cut off by a force.

Hearing a bang, Qin Ruan was bounced off by the force released from the black-winged totem on Yan Xirong's chest.

She stepped back and knocked down Huo Yunqiu, who was standing behind her, and the two fell to the ground in a posture of stacking Arhats.

With that bang, it was Huo Yunqiu hitting the floor of the house with his head down.

Qin Ruan fell into the embrace of Chen Muxiang, and there was a painful gasp in her ears.

Sensing who was under her, she pulled the arms around her waist tightly when danger came, and neatly got up and knelt beside Huo Yunjie on one knee.

Swiping away the unfamiliar picture that appeared briefly in his mind, Qin Ruan looked at Huo Yunqiu who was lying on the ground worriedly: "Third Master, are you alright?"

The voice was trembling and uneasy, and the fear that remained from before has not disappeared.