Chapter 17 Glass Lantern (Part 2)

When the two were drinking, they kept bowing their heads and doing things. They wiped Yanran's body and put on their clothes. The blade in their hand slashed through the glass lamp beside her.

After doing all this, she stood behind the two of them with her hands down, still hesitating whether she should directly expose her identity as Cai Wu.

But before she could speak, a silver thread flew out of her sleeve, and it was as cold as a snake, wrapped around her neck.

The late mèi opened her mouth, the more she struggled, the tighter the silver threads tightened. The other end of Cai Wu narrowed her eyes, Zheng Sensen asked her: Who are you? If you want to survive, just say it quickly.

Yan Zifeng laughed: She is just a girl who serves my sister by substituting Xiao He. She was introduced by Li’s mother. She just came yesterday.

Cai Wu's voice became even colder: Will a woman be as calm as her when she saw a dead person, a dead person who was still fresh after a month?

As she spoke, the silver wire tightened and a bloody mark was already strangled between her neck. She was about to take her life.

At the last moment, the flame moon knife finally came out of the sheath, and the blade light rushed towards the silver thread, and the blade light surged like snow waves, and a trace of red mark on the back of the knife was like blood, which was indeed like a dark fire burning in the cold moon.

Just listening to the wind, Caiwu knew that she was not the opponent. After a second thought, she saw the silver thread breaking, but her finger softness was not as good as the hundred-smelting steel.

Yan Yue Dao is in power and Zhuheng is soaring. Yan Zifeng quickly put it back on the sheath and hugged Cai Wu: Sorry, ruining the girl's weapon. This woman's father is from the Shouyizhuang. She has been with dead people since she was a child, so she is not afraid. I am afraid that the girl will kill the wrong person.

Cai Wu snorted coldly: I think there is nothing so coincidental in this world. She put away the silver threads and picked up the wine pot.

Both of them had already drunk a lot at this time, and Yan Zifeng's eyes began to be confused: Who said there is nothing wrong in this world? My girl and I met in a restaurant and felt the same sympathy. Isn't that a coincidence?

Qashi? Caiwu sneered when she heard this, Liumu looked at him: Do you really think that was a coincidence? Why don’t you ask, who is my man who looks good, but his surname is Yan and his name is Ran

The wine pot in Yan Zifeng's hand was broken. Cai Wu stood up, carried the wine pot and swayed to Yanran's feet, and turned to Yan Zifeng's shrill smile: Do you know what I saw that night, do you want to know?

Yan Zifeng was silent, his breathing became heavier and heavier. Cai Wu came over to hold his hand and pressed his hand on Yanran's chest.

It was raining heavily that night, and Cai Wu whispered in his ear: Your girl is so wet that she comes to see my man...

Yan Zifeng's hands trembled violently, and Cai Wu took advantage of the opportunity to pick up the basin of water under her feet and poured Yanran's whole body through.

The clothes were half-transmissed when they met the water, and the looming beauty was even more exaggerated. Yan Zifeng's inner demon was in trouble, and actually held Yan Ran's one hand according to Cai Wu's description.

Nodding to Caiwu: My man was gasping for a while, and your girl was even more gasping for a while. After a few rubbing, she turned into a beach water.

Yan Zifeng's gasps became heavier, and his hands began to touch Yanran unconsciously, and his movements became more and more intense. The desire that had been accumulated for many years was released, and now they were all pressing on this cold corpse.

Could it be that the eldest sister is dead? Seeing her man having a relationship with other women, she kept touching her neck in the corner and suddenly spoke, and a clear sentence from Qing Lingling

Cai Wu's smile suddenly stiffened: Of course I am not a dead person, but I just need to hear what this guy and woman are going to say.

I didn't say much later, and Yan Zifeng was awake again, and his hands left Yanran, and he began to be stunned.

It was the eighth day of the seventh month. I was going to take the ward, but I didn't know that if the ward was lost, I turned back early. Caiwu continued: So I saw this good show

Yan Zifeng raised his head: Yes, it was on the eighth day of the seventh month. Xiaoran was soaked and then had an asthma attack and couldn't get sick.

Yes, Caiwu followed closely: She was soaked that she went to find my man. She wore a lotus-colored gauze dress that day, and her thighs were soaked by water...

Yan Zifeng's Adam's apple moved up and down, and his eyes couldn't help but slide on Yanran's legs, his hands kept shaking, and he slid upward from his knees, one minute after another

Yes, that's where, Caiwu's eyes shine: Where..., your girl is so comfortable being treated, and she keeps ringing...

Yan Zifeng gasped and rushed over to his head with a "bang". His palm had already pressed on Yanran's private parts, but the coldness there made him shrank. He retreated step by step, and then he ran into the night before he got up.

Cai Wu glanced at him: Why are you afraid? Can't you stand this? After saying that, she leaned forward, leaned her head and face against Yanran's chest, and bit her teeth and opened her shirt.

Yan Zifeng held his forehead, couldn't help it anymore, and viciously pushed Wanmèi to the back wall

You go out at this time, he is still rational, his voice hoarse toward Caiwu: Go out, stay away from Xiaoran

Cai Wu sneered and came over to hold him back: What you want is not this woman at all, why don’t you dare? What are you afraid of? Look at how Xiaoran treats you!

After saying that, he lowered his head, opened his mouth and held the nipple in his mouth. His tongue was like a snake, and he stuck his hand into the evening again. He skillfully found her point of bliss.

Evening mèi couldn't help but say, Cai Wu's subordinates were even more active, and turned around: Remember your Xiaoran screamed louder than her, and the two of them discussed eloping while doing it.

Yan Zifeng roared, and finally couldn't help leaning forward. He spread his hands apart Yanran's legs, and the man stood up straight and leaned forward.

The inner demon finally gained the upper hand. Red silk appeared in his eyes, and the true energy around him wandered, roaring around to find a sudden vent

The Yanyue Knife is strong, and those who practice should be calm and calm, otherwise they will easily get into a devil and expel their true energy.

This is the moment that Cai Wu has been waiting for for a long time

Yan Zifeng trembled, and the man gave another minute

Cai Wu lowered her head, and her right hand penetrated her internal force, and a piece of silver thread had been exposed to her cuffs.

At this time, there was a sudden sound in the ground room, very subtle, but it penetrated straight to Yan Zifeng's heart

It was a 'smash' sound, and the glass lamp that had been on the side of Yanran's face suddenly broke, fell to the ground and smashed, with resentful lights

Yan Zifeng was stunned. The past passed through the gaps of time and suddenly resurrected on the broken glass on the ground.

Fifteen-year-old Yanran, with pointed chin and almond eyes, dark brown eyes are spotless, putting the glass lamp on the desk

Her voice is always soft, but there is a hard core. She said to him: Let's always be like this. If the glass lamp does not go out, it will never be confused.

The glass lamp will never die for ten years, and finally love becomes hope

But now that the light is broken, does it mean that the vow is invalid, and he can give up his final conscience

Yan Zifeng's breathing was unstable, and the person retreated a little, but the inner demon refused to give up and was still tearing it up in his body.

Cai Wu was anxious and pushed it away late: Why are you hesitating if the lamp falls? You have no agreement with her anymore

The jade tied around Mèi's neck also fell to the ground at this time, and it broke into two halves with a 'sudden' sound.

Evening, I bent down and held the jade, and couldn't splice it on the left and right. Suddenly, I shook my shoulders and started crying

Cai Wu was impatient and swept the jade with her hands: Why are you crying with a broken jade? Could it be that it was your lover who actually gave you a fake product like five copper pieces, what's worth crying about?

I heard this and looked up: Don't you understand? This is a thought. My cousin has nothing to do with whether this jade is true or not. It's like Uncle Yan treats his sister. They have obeyed etiquette and law, but it has nothing to do with that lamp.

A few words hidden in Jifeng, Cai Wu noticed something was wrong, and the Yanzi Feng was like snow to initiate, and suddenly there was a bright light.

What did you say He turned around: You can say what you said just now

I said, "Mr. Yan has not moved you for ten years. Is it just because of a glass lamp?"

After saying this, Cai Wu's silver thread wrapped around her neck again. This time it was no longer a test, but a real killing move.

At night, the Yan Zifeng stepped forward quickly, stretched out his right hand and grabbed the silver wire, and the cutting palm was bleeding.

I remember you said you made money for your cousin, and he lowered his eyes to watch me: But you have to know that if he made his mark, he wouldn't come back to find you at all.

Evening mèi raised his eyes to meet his eyes, and the eyes were clear and quiet, just like Yanran at the age of fifteen: I'm thinking about me being nice to him, it doesn't matter whether he comes back or not, it's just a clean place in my heart. My body is dirty, the money is dirty, I can live with this clean place.

Yan Zifeng's head drooped even lower, and blood fell down his palms

You said that Xiaoran was not moving because of the glass lamp, then what did you say for?

Wanmèi sighed: I know, why should I ask me

Yan Zifeng felt a slight rippling in his heart, but it suddenly became wide and wide. The demons of his heart retreated and the true energy stopped flowing.

Of course it's not because of the glass lamp, it's because of loving her and respecting her

But if you love her and respect her, why should you be so obscene? To insult her and take revenge on her, you have to seek justice

Why not let the relationship sink to the bottom and finally be innocent

As night mèi said, then his feelings will be a clean place in his heart, like a glass lamp that never dies out there.

At this point, all the karma was broken. Yan Zifeng used force on his palm, shattering the silver thread, lowering his head and saying thank you to Wanmie.

Wanmèi quickly turned around and looked at Caiwu, looked at her and used her last killing move.

A sneak sword that was only one foot long was pinched by her palm, and she pierced all the internal force and stabbed Yan Zifeng's back.

Yan Zifeng never turned around, put his hand on the Yanyue knife and unsheathed it, and the horizontal sword faced the sword energy.

One move determines the outcome. The Yanyue Sword Red Seed defeats blood, knocks the dagger away, and stabs into Cai Wu's shoulders.

Cai Wu shouted bitterly, hugged her shoulder and snatched the door and left

Yan Zifeng put away his knife and did not go forward to chase him. He just turned around and watched Yanran, gently watched, and then held his face tightly with his palms.

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After everything was settled, Yan Zifeng finally came back to his senses. He understood that Wan Mèi was certainly not a woman, and he was also prepared.

Then you might as well tell me that the man is the killer. He watched me: I told me when I saw her.

Evening mèi pondered: But when my master received the news, he sent me to come, not only to save you, but also to let me in the end beside the demons of your heart

Yan Zifeng was surprised: Then who is your master and why did you save me

Evening, I just bent down and picked up a piece of glass broken and put it on the palm of my hand: My master just wants you to owe him a favor. When you see this piece of glass broken, you just need to repay his favor when you see my master.

Of course there is a reason, there is never any good thing in this world for no reason

Yan Zifeng sighed: This is right, Yan has always been clearly divided into grudges.

Evening smiled, put the things in his palm, and waved his hand at him: Then let's say goodbye

After turning around, Yan Zifeng stopped her: So, your cousin, that story... is it also fake?

It's true. I replied to him late: I spent a liang of silver to buy the real story from the yard. It's a pity that I have to buy such a story.

Yan Zifeng hurriedly chased after him: Xiaoran didn't say that day... Everything she said was fake

You can test it. As far as I know, the gongsha can be wiped off with potion.

Yan Zifeng took a breath, and raised his eyes after being silent for a moment

No need for him to hold his hands: I think there is no need for it, I will arrange for Xiaoran to be buried.

Wanmèi nodded, did not say goodbye this time, turned around and walked away

There was still half a day before the agreement was made to return to the Ghost Gate. Evening mèi stretched and decided to climb a mountain not far from Yan Mansion to climb high and breathe freely

Never had a task that made her so relaxed. When she walked on the mountain road at night, she felt her heart soft and her breathing was light and she felt her breathing was brisk.

The mistress emerged at this time: But Cai Wu was injured, and now she doesn't know where the person is now.

Evening Mèi's mood suddenly faded: This is not something you and I should care about, the people in the door will naturally bring her back

It was the gap in this sentence that the pine branches moved above the head, and Caiwu fell from a high place, and her belt circled in her hand, and then wrapped around her neck.

The little three quickly drew their sword, pointing directly at Cai Wu's chest

But Caiwu refused to let go, but she made up her mind to kill her.

Even though I didn't struggle, I looked at her like I looked at myself many years later, and I couldn't help feeling a little sad

It's not me that I want to harm you. She speaks softly, but she says coldly: It's the ghost gate that thinks you are old, and your color is weak and you are no longer valuable.

Cai Wu sneered when she heard this, and there was a sarcasm in her smile: Yes, it’s not that you want to harm me, why should I kill you? Another Cai Wu in the future

After saying that, he took back the belt, took it back one by one, and took the opportunity to say goodbye to my last time

I only have one request. She slowly raised her eyes, her eyes were covered in vain: You are here to kill me, I don’t want to go back to the Ghost Gate, and I will be a free ghost until I die.

The mistress turned around and had a silent communication with Wanmie.

Evening eyes were dim and there were words inside, I didn't want Cai Wu to die like this

The mistress immediately understood, so she took a different sword and stabbed her into Caiwu's hole, then slashed her on the chest and stabbed her into the cliff on the side of the road.

The depth outside the cliff is unfathomable, and Cai Wu only survives one in ten thousand

But one in ten thousand is also an opportunity. Mid-san and Wanmie looked at each other, and this thought flashed through their hearts at the same time, and they were silent at the same time.

So the two finally returned to the Ghost Gate. They were in a good mood late, because their superiors only let her save Yan Zifeng's life, but she also relieved his inner demons, which would only make him more devoted to the future.

As expected, Xing Feng greeted her in the yard early in the morning, with his hands on his sleeves and smiling kindly: Mèi Killing Girl did a beautiful job in this mission

Wanmèi hurriedly bowed and handed the piece of glass: The young master and the sect leader are wise, and Yan Zifeng will be used by the Ghost Sect in the future.

Xing Feng took the thing with a smile, then looked at the mistress again: So who allowed you to knock Cai Wu off the cliff? Don’t you know that the killer of the Ghost Sect will eventually return to the Ghost Sect and release the blood worm in the blood? Is this your idea or your master’s

My mistress lowered her head and answered, neatly without hesitation

Then you don’t have to be a shadow of a girl in the future. Xing Feng would also reply: There shouldn’t be such a shadow in the ghost gate, please follow me

The mistress didn't dare to talk too much, so she had to hold her breath and follow him.

I was stunned for a while and I caught up with me: If he doesn’t act like a shadow, where should I go?

Go to be a male servant and serve the sect leader. Xing Fengtou didn't reply: Miss mèi, don't worry, I will naturally send a better shadow.