Mu Han held up an oil-paper umbrella, walked slowly to Ling Cheng's side, stuffed a brown medicine bottle in his hand into Ling Cheng's sleeve, and said, "The blood evil cannot be removed by ordinary abortion drugs. If you can't bear to take action, 'Broken Yang' can help you. Remember, there is only one chance!"

The wooden door was closed again, and Ling Cheng slowly stood up. He held the "Duanyang" tightly in his hand, and made up his mind again that the child must die!

At that time, Qiao Yaozheng closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, while Qi Shuang was kneeling in front of him, while Mu Han stood behind him.

After a long time, Zhu Yao opened his eyes, shook his head and sighed, and said, "Get up! The overall situation has been decided. All of this is his own fault. No wonder he is a teacher!"

"Master, aren't you afraid that Ling Cheng will really kill that child?" Qi Shuang stared at the person he had respected for more than ten years with a chill in her heart.

Mu Han also had this question. If the child died, the witch could continue to live, which would harm their plans without any benefit.

But he was rigorous by nature and knew what to say and what not to say. He never dared to question the orders of Zhu Yao.

"Qi Shuang, do you really think that the child is dead and our plan will fail?" Qiao Yao was smiling, his smile cruel and ferocious.

"What do you mean?"

"Hmph, guess what if a monk who has never killed a demon, the first demon he killed under his command is his own flesh and blood. What would he do?"

Qiao Yao got up, bent down and looked straight at Qi Shuang's eyes, and the smile on his face became more and more ferocious.

Qi Shuang was stared at by the evil eyes and was flustered to the ground in an instant.

The master he once respected the most was a devil from the bottom of his bones. His so-called elimination of demons and defenses was even his disciples who had plotted on it. Such a person was really terrible.

"Haha..., you don't have to be so pessimistic. Today, I can tell you that if Ling Cheng really takes action, his cultivation will greatly increase and become a great hero admired by the world. In the future, he will kill demons and eliminate demons, and will never be ruthless!"

Zhi Yao said this beautifully, but Qi Shuang was trembling.

If Ling Chengru killed his flesh and blood, his beliefs would collapse.

At that time, he will become a puppet of Zhuyao, and he will be sure to win if he destroys the fox clan.

Mu Han was so angry that his whole face was spasming, but it was not because he was worried about Ling Cheng, but because he was jealous and crazy jealousy!

He thought that half a year ago, the master asked him to warn Ling Cheng that it was to gain Ling Cheng's trust and to set the foundation for breaking Ling Ximing.

But now I know that in the eyes of the master, Ling Cheng is the one who can defeat Lingxi in one fell swoop. But he bowed down and followed the orders of Zhiyao, but he was an optional piece from beginning to end.

Mu Han frowned tightly, his fists clenched, and all his respect for Qiao Yao disappeared at this moment. He secretly swore that he would get Lingxi.

All of Qiao Yao's eyes were gathered on Qi Shuang, and no abnormalities were found in Mu Han.

He helped Qi Shuang up and smiled and said, "Qi Shuang, don't worry! One day, Ling Cheng will know that being a teacher is the right thing to do. He will come back to help me destroy the fox clan, and his master's mantle will eventually be passed on by him!"

At this moment, he seemed very easy-going. In his heart, Ling Cheng was the genius who was rare in a century. He was gifted and was born to eliminate demons.

Ling Chengque only lacks an opportunity, an opportunity to show off his skills and eliminate evil spirits.

Then he will give him this opportunity!

But I don't know that it's because of this heart

It is said that Mu Han has already thought of killing.

Don't even think about what he can't get from Muhan.

Qi Shuang was still in shock. He knew that he could not change anything, so he knelt down again, kowtowed three times and said, "Master, I am not filial to you. I am afraid I can't serve you anymore. In the future, the world is great and the whole world is here for my family. Please take care of me!"

This place he has been there for more than ten years is actually a Shura field, and his master is a devil. He can no longer serve such a person.

Since he can't do anything, he can only leave. As long as he doesn't witness his cruelty with his own eyes, perhaps he can leave the impression of a good teacher in his heart.

Zhu Yao's face changed suddenly, and the whisk was swung lightly, and Qi Shuang was immediately knocked away, hitting the wooden door, spitting out scarlet blood.

He watched as Zhu Yao approached step by step, his shocked pupils were full of disappointment. The master was not even willing to give him freedom. He closed his eyes in despair, but his body couldn't stop trembling.

Zhu Yao twisted his clothes and pulled him directly from the ground, saying, "I won't kill you, I will let you see with my own eyes. I'm right!"

After saying that, he threw him to the ground again, turned around and shouted Mu Han's name.

Mu Han then recovered, and he bowed respectfully, waiting to go to the distance to issue orders.

"You set off to Xuancheng immediately. Tang Ying met you, and it would be no difficult to join forces with him!

The teacher will also go to Changyu immediately, and it is time to let that old guy Yu Jin take action.

Go!"

Yu Jin, who was in the mouth of Yao, was almost in a state of great confusion. Because he had been guarding the wealthy land of Changyu Island for many years, he was respected as the island master by the people of Changyu. There were also many talented people under his sect.

With the help of Tang Ying and Yu Jin, it is inevitable that the Fox clan will be destroyed.

...

The next day at the beginning of Mao, the heavy rain had already stopped, but the ground was still turbid.

Ling Cheng stumbled back to the wooden house. His plain white clothes were covered with mud, and the blood on his face mixed with the mud, and his starry eyes were covered with red blood. He was in a state of disgrace and extremely embarrassed.

As if he had made up his mind, he held the medicine bottle and clenched his hand tightly again and walked into the door with extremely heavy steps.

Ling Cheng walked back in the dark from Mingyang Mountain to Zhishuijian for more than 30 kilometers.

He fell and hit him along the way, but he still wanted to come back as if his body hurts a few more times, his heart will not hurt so much.

The suffering of life has smoothed all his water chestnuts, and that determination to never lose and not believe in destiny has long been shattered.

At this moment, he just wanted Ye Lin to be flexible. Even if she hated him or blamed him, he would have no regrets. As long as she was safe, it would be fine.

He washed away all the dirty clothes, changed into clean plain clothes, and used his spiritual power to heal the wound on his forehead. Then he grabbed the medicine bottle and came to the room where Ye Ling lived.

Looking at the woman sleeping peacefully on the wooden bed, he curled his lips and smiled, turned around and left the door.

After today, everything will be fine.

He began to skillfully start the fire, throwing the prepared lotus seeds, lilies, tremella and other items into the clay pot one by one, but his eyes remained on the medicine bottle on the stove.

"Duanyang" is the name of "Duanyang" to block the child's chance to meet Yang Chen. He raised his hand and clenched it tightly again, and finally grabbed it and poured it all into the clay pot.

Three drops of transparent liquid dripped into the water one after another, but the crisp "tick" sound was better than the grinding of the hand.

The sound of the knife is still harsh.

His current actions are more hateful than those who are in charge, because what he is about to kill is the life of a child, his own flesh and blood!

He held his forehead in pain and burst into tears again.

If he could do it again, he would rather refuse decisively when Yeling asked him to marry her.

If he had known this, he would not have gone to look for Ye Ling after he returned to Lingxi.

Perhaps, from the beginning, he shouldn't have provoked her.

He said that love cannot be a harm, but he still hurt her after all.

...

Before Ye Ling opened her eyes, she curled her lips and chuckled. She habitually touched the person beside her, and opened her eyes suddenly when her jade hand fell.

"Honey?" she called.

After calling for a few times, no one responded. A faint fragrance came from the tip of his nose. His frown brow suddenly stretched. It turned out that he was cooking for himself.

She touched her bulging abdomen and smiled naturally on her face. She could feel that the child was growing up and was very healthy.

When she stood up on the bed, the sudden dizziness almost made her fall off the bed, but fortunately she grabbed the edge of the bed in time.

After the dizziness passed, Ye Ling slowly walked to the dressing table and sat down, stared at the haggard woman in the bronze mirror, and smiled bitterly.

Fortunately, he was just a little haggard, and he could cover it up as long as he put a little makeup on. In this way, Ling Cheng would not notice his strangeness.

She hurriedly applied the powder to her pale cheeks. Seeing that the haggard expression of the man in the mirror had slightly relieved, she picked up the wooden comb and combed her hair.

The jade fingers were lightly picked up, and a bunch of hair fell between her fingers. When she combed to the end, she saw a crane hair mixed in the black hair. Her newly stretched eyebrows frowned again. She put down the wooden comb and pulled out the dazzling crane hair.

After calming down his panic, he saw another crane hair. Ye Ling hurriedly put all the hair in front of him and saw a small amount of crane hair mixed in the black hair.

Ye Ling's whole body was trembling, and the rolling tears fell from her eyes, and she could no longer suppress the sadness in her heart. She covered her mouth and lay on the dressing table and cried bitterly.

After crying for a while, she immediately sat up straight. When she stretched out her sleeves to brush the tears, she forced her spiritual power to gather in her palm and then covered her hair.

The scattered spiritual power came out from her palm, and the cherry lips slid into warmth again, dripping onto her already dyed white skirt. When the crane hair finally turned completely back to her black hair, the white skirt was already covered in blood.

At this time, Ye Ling had only one thought in her mind, that is, she would never let Ling Cheng see what she looks like now.

She smeared the blood from her nose in panic, and blood kept pouring out, dyeing the white sleeves bright red. She staggered up, walked quickly to the basin rack, and kept holding the water on her pale cheeks.

The basin of clear water turned blood red in an instant. Ye Ling raised her eyes in shock, and the blood finally stopped raging. She hurriedly fell down the blood from the windowsill and hid into the mud and water.

Then he changed into a red dress and hid the blood dress under the bed, then pretended to be nothing but makeup for himself.

The red dress is festive, the most important thing is that if he bleeds again, he would definitely not let Ling Cheng see the clues above this bright red.

The heavy footsteps slowly approached, Ye Ling hurriedly calmed down, caressed the black hair like a waterfall, curled her lips and chuckled, but her face was full of bitterness.

Ling Cheng put the cooked lily lotus seeds and tremite soup on the table, gently hugged Ye Ling's thin shoulders, and said with a smile: "Ling'er, why have you gotten up by yourself?" His tone was doting and full of heartache.
Chapter completed!