Unscrupulous Spiritualist[Transmigration Book]

The Tongle Square at night is still brightly lit.

Bai Yesheng walked in flamboyantly dressed in a red dress.

"Peony! Let's go, the second floor!"

Mudan's originally beautiful face wrinkled into a ball: "Why is it still me..."

Bai Yesheng smiled: "You are more experienced."

"..."

After going to the room on the second floor, Bai Yesheng didn't talk nonsense and started to undress directly.

Peony sat on the side, licking melon seeds with one hand, and holding the clothes he took off with the other.

He didn't shy away from it, and soon his upper body was naked, revealing his strong muscles.

Mudan's eyes brightened: "Master Bai, you have such a good figure."

Bai Yesheng raised his eyebrows: "That is, I have practiced martial arts for many years, among other things, my figure has always been first-class."

As he spoke, he raised his arms and made a pose that he thought was very handsome.

Yang Xing hid aside, his expression was very speechless, he knew that Bai Yesheng was not serious, but he didn't expect to be so serious.

Yan Yufeng glanced at him, as if he wanted to laugh.

The candles in the room were suddenly extinguished.

Yang Xing got used to it a little, and when he looked up, he saw a figure suddenly appeared in the middle of the room!

It was the back of a woman, wearing a lotus root pink dress, with loose hair, hands hanging down, standing with her back to him.

Yang Xing turned his head to remind Yan Yufeng, but suddenly found that Yan Yufeng was gone!

He was the only one left in the room!

Although he knew it was an illusion, his complexion turned pale. This thing is too bad, and every time he picks the least courageous to scare.

The woman suddenly laughed.

This time the laughter was no longer light and sweet, but very sharp, like scratching a wooden board with a fingernail.

The woman turned around little by little, and Yang Xing was on alert almost instantly.

However, when she turned around completely, Yang Xing was taken aback:

What a beautiful person!

Although the woman's complexion is pale, she can tell that she has a very good appearance, her brows are slightly red, her lips are also bright red, and her face is indeed worthy of the title of "White Jade Guanyin".

She walked over slowly, with a graceful figure, but her voice was hoarse and broken: "My lord, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Why haven't you come here?"

Yang Xing took two steps back, and said in a calm tone, "You have mistaken the person, I am not that Mr. Zhou."

Yue Rong looked at him, as if she didn't understand what he meant, with an aggrieved and sad expression: "My lord, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

She stretched out her hand to pull Yang Xing's sleeve, Yang Xing quickly moved away, and at the same time gathered strength in her hands: "Sorry, although you are indeed pitiful, but I can't allow you to hurt others!"

A spell passed through Yuerong's body and hit the table behind him, causing the table to shatter into pieces.

Yang Xing's pupils shrank, how could this happen!

How could a little demon ignore the Sikong family's formula?This is not unusual!

Yue Rong was still looking at him bewilderedly, and walked towards him: "My lord, why are you hiding from me?"

"Don't you love Yue'er's song the most?"

"Yue'er composed a new song for you, but you haven't come to listen to it."

……

Yang Xing smelled an extremely sweet fragrance, which made him a little dizzy, and his figure shook slightly.

Looking up again, Yue Rong had already walked in front of her.

Seeing that there was no way to retreat, he immediately made a formula with both hands, and a demon trapping curse instantly rushed towards Yuerong!

This time the attack finally had an effect, Yuerong took a few steps back after being beaten, seemed to be stunned for a while, and then slowly laughed.

The woman in front of her has changed her appearance!

She was wearing a bloody dark red shirt, with black and red blood continuously flowing from her body, holding a slender hairpin in her hand, her face seemed to have been eaten by some animal, with less than half of the carrion left .

Her actions were no longer sluggish, but became swift and powerful, and her voice was extremely shrill: "Why don't you want me!"

"You promised me! You promised me!"

While shouting, he rushed towards Yangxing.

Before Yang Xing had time to hide, he saw a red barrier suddenly unfolded in front of him, and Yuerong threw herself on the barrier, screaming as if being burned by fire.

He turned his head and saw Yan Yufeng standing quietly in the dark room, the demon carp's light in his hand was very strong, he looked at Yang Xing and said, "Stay back, I'll come."

Yang Xing immediately took a few steps back.

Yan Yufeng waved the demon carp, Yuerong kept dodging, but was still trapped.

She looked crazy: "Let me out! Why do you kill me!"

Yan Yufeng's voice was cold: "The person who killed you was Zhou Huaiwen, what have you got to do with others? You killed people indiscriminately, you deserve this report."

Yue Rong's laughter was even sharper: "Hahahahaha... I kill people who deserve to be killed! They are all heartless and heartless people!"

Yang Xing frowned: "Then Sun He is clearly an infatuated person, why did you kill him?"

Yue Rong laughed horribly: "What infatuation! It's all fake! If they can't get it, they will follow it hard. Once they get it, they will throw it away like a shoe, without even looking at it!"

"All men in the world deserve to die!"

"What about the second person you killed? He didn't even want to come to Tonglefang!"

Yue Rong sneered: "Because he looks like that heartbreaker! He deserves to die!"

Yan Yufeng said, "Does Zhou Huaiwen deserve to die too?"

Yuerong's voice suddenly stopped.

After a long time, she spoke again, with a cautious voice: "Huaiwen? Where is Huaiwen? Is he here?"

Yang Xing was dumbfounded, even though she was like this, she still wanted to see Zhou Huaiwen.

Yuerong groped frantically in the enchantment formed by the demon carp. The wounds on her burned hands were deep enough to see the bones, but she didn't stop: "Where is it? Where is it! Huaiwen! Zhou Huaiwen!!"

Her voice was shrill, full of great resentment.

Yang Xing couldn't bear to listen any more. The Zhou Huaiwen she was thinking of was still enjoying the glory and wealth in the princess mansion, but she was tortured by endless hatred, and even turned into a ghost after death, unable to rest in peace.

It seemed that Yan Yufeng couldn't bear it, so he stopped and did not continue to attack.

Yuerong's hands were burnt to the point that only bones remained. After finally realizing that Zhou Huaiwen couldn't be here, she knelt down, leaving blood and tears on her rotten face, and muttered to herself:

"why?"

"I'm obviously clean, why doesn't he want me?"

"He said he would come to see me and redeem me..."

She raised her right hand tremblingly, and there was a faintly recognizable green jade bracelet on her black and blue wrist.

"He gave me a bracelet, he said himself, he wants to marry me..."

"Why is it so wide that it wraps around the wrists and jumps away..."

"hahahahahahahahaha……"

Yue Rong's laughter finally turned from madness to despair.

Yang Xing felt sorry for him, but when he turned around, he found that Bai Yesheng had broken the illusion and came in with Peony.

When he saw Yuerong, his expression froze, he drew his knife directly, and rushed over quickly.

"Wait!" Before Yang Xing finished speaking, Bai Yesheng had already swung his saber, and Yue Rong's figure instantly dissipated.

……

A jade bracelet broken into countless pieces appeared on the ground, which was a pair with the one in Shaoyao's room.

Only then did Bai Yesheng hear Yang Xing's voice, and turned around in doubt: "What did you just say?"

Yang Xing lowered his eyes: "...it's nothing."

Bai Yesheng picked up the broken bracelet on the ground, and heaved a sigh of relief: "It's finally solved! Let's go home!"

……

Song Xian, the lord of Huaiyu City, stood in the hall, weeping with gratitude, and kept repeating words such as "savior" and "chivalry", which made Bai Yesheng impatient.

Yang Xing stood aside, still recalling the scene just now.

At this time, he seemed to smell that sweet fragrance again, and the figure in front of him also had a double image.

Yan Yufeng noticed Yang Xing who had a strange expression beside him, and he interrupted Song Xian: "City Lord Song, it's too late today, let's go back first."

Only then did Song Xian realize that he hurriedly sent someone to take them back to the inn.

……

After the three of them went out, Song Xian turned around and looked at Mo Sanniang and Shaoyao behind him.

Mo Sanniang saluted: "Thank you, City Lord Song, for your kindness, we will always remember it in Tonglefang."

Song Xian waved: "You're welcome."

He turned to Shao Yao: "Her, what are you going to do?"

Shao Yao's complexion was extremely ugly, and she couldn't restrain her trembling.

Mo Sanniang looked back at her, and said, "Sell it to another building, and never stay in Tonglefang."

Shaoyao immediately fell to her knees with a "plop", and if she sold it to another building, she would be expelled. Those who are not wanted by Tonglefang will certainly not have a better life in other places.

Shaoyao kowtowed several times hard, her forehead was red and swollen: "Sanniang! I was wrong! Please don't let me go, I know I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for Mudan, please forgive me this time, I won't let you go again. I won't do it again!"

Mo Sanniang said angrily: "Do you know that the peony you killed was almost recognized as a murderer!"

"I know! I was wrong! I was really wrong! Please!"

Shaoyao's voice was extremely mournful.

"Sanniang..." Mudan suddenly walked over from the side, "Please forgive her this time."

Mo Sanniang was taken aback: "Don't you hate her?"

Mudan walked up to Shaoyao.

"hatred."

"Then you still want her to stay?"

"...Just treat it as doing good deeds. Anyway, the matter is over, and there is no need to pay another life for it."

Mo Sanniang looked at Peony with a little more appreciation: "Then do as you say."

Shaoyao lay on the ground and looked up at Mudan gratefully: "Thank you! Thank you, sister Mudan..."

……

Mudan gave her a white look: "I can't afford it, I don't dare to be your sister, maybe I will die someday."

……

Inside the inn.

Helping Yang Xing back to the room to sit down, Yan Yufeng found that his blushing was abnormal.

"How are you?"

Yang Xing shook his head: "Maybe it's because I'm too tired these days, just sleep for a while."

"...Then I'll go back first, you should rest earlier."

After Yan Yufeng closed the door, he finally couldn't hold on anymore and lay down on the table.

It's hot.

hot all over...

He could always smell a sweet and greasy fragrance, which was the same as that emanating from Yuerong's body not long ago.

Yang Xing thought for a while, and felt that he might have been poisoned.

And this poison seems to be a little...

Yang Xing took off his clothes slowly and walked to the bed.

"Why is it so hot..."

Yang Xing's cheeks turned red, and unconsciously uttered □□.

He buried himself in the quilt and rolled around a few times, but he still couldn't relieve the hotness.

"Hmm..." He tried to summon Luo Xing, but found that he couldn't condense the spiritual power in his hands.

Clutching the quilt helplessly, Yang Xing only hoped that the hotness would subside soon.

……

Yan Yufeng, who was sitting in the room, suddenly felt a little uneasy, he hesitated, walked to the door of Yang Xing's room, and knocked lightly on the door.

no respond.

Yan Yufeng pushed open the door suddenly, and heaved a sigh of relief after seeing the figure on the bed.

"Yang Xing?" He closed the door and walked to the bed.

The person on the bed seemed uncomfortable, frowning tightly.

Yan Yufeng walked to the bed, bent down to check on Yang Xing's situation, but was pulled down by a strong force, and threw himself on Yang Xing.

He saw Yang Xing's current situation clearly, and was stunned:

Yang Xing's clothes were half uncovered, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were filled with moisture, she seemed extremely uncomfortable, she pulled Yan Yufeng's sleeve and refused to let go: "It's so hot..."

Yan Yufeng stayed for a long time before realizing that he was probably accidentally poisoned in the previous fight.