It's like fighting with Xuanye today. He relies on his lack of entity that Xuanye cannot catch him and touch him, but he can abuse Xuanye. This is completely unilateral bullying and abuse.

Xuanye's mood became more and more serious, but he was a little confused. Yin Huaili, as the last of the seven people, had heard of this before, but had never met.

He remembered Zi Chen's skeleton with pigtails and small flower flowers in his palace, and he couldn't understand why Yin Huaili was so cruel to him.

He really poked all of him into his fatal hole, and the malice was clearly visible. Every time he made a move, he was trying to kill him.

In the air, a very beautiful and even elegant figure slowly appeared. He was originally a white dress, but the white dress was full of blood. He wet and thick blood flowed down the hem of the clothes, completely dyed red by the blood.

His handsome face revealed a trace of darkness and evil, and his eyes were like a bottomless black abyss.

"Haha~" he actually laughed happily.

His tongue pressed against his upper teeth and said inexplicably: "Silly thing, I don't recognize anyone after eating it. She cried all night that day and was in pain all night."

The mountain was shining with treacherousness. With a wave of his hand, the wind blew, and his narrow eyes were half-closing, as if he was enjoying it, as if he was thinking about how to cook Xuanye.

Xuanye was a little confused: "What are you eating and not recognizing others? Do you mean..."

He remembered the loss of his virginity that night.

"idiot!"

Yin Huaili glanced at the tablet, which was engraved with the words "My Wife's Words Nine". He felt upset and was very unhappy.

"unlucky!"

His sister is not dead, and his sister is still alive. What's the matter with a tablet?

Yin Huaili stirred up a gust of wind, overturning the pedestal case where the tablet was enshrined, and also knocked down to the ground with a wooden box on the case.

The wooden box was just touched and a broken blood cloak rolled out from it.

Xuanye's face froze, and then his expression turned dark: "Yin, Huai, Li!!"

He rushed up! That was his wife!

But his fist failed.

Yin Huaili was like a cat playing with a mouse. He stood there and let Xuanye hit him, but Xuanye's fist penetrated his body and could see it, but he couldn't hit him. This was really cowardly.

Xiao Yan and others arrived at this time.

Xiao Yan came the fastest, "Stop!"

He stopped Xuanye who was attacking Yin Huaili. Xuanye's eyes were red with anger. Yin Huaili raised his lips: "Since you are here, let's stay together."

He saw these people astonished and wanted to kill them all.

Xuanye was guilty first, and Xiao Yan was not innocent either.

He ran to Nirvana Villa with a mask all day long, and he was fooling around? He just greedy for his sister, greedy for his body!

Yin Huaili was in a bad mood, just like his own cabbage was being missed by two boars, and he wanted to kill the two boars.

However.

"My surname is Xuan, do you have today?"

Jingjing is like a swan. His toes are a little bit, and the monk with flowers and colors lands here.

Jingci smiled and he was happy when he saw Xuanye suffering.

Yin Huaili, the evil ghost who originally had the whole audience, looked alert, as if there was something on Jingci who made him very afraid.

Jingci raised a picture and recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha..."

Before he could finish reciting the Buddha's name, he suddenly looked at the wooden box that was overturned on the ground with the tablet.

In the wooden box was a broken piece of clothing, and the fabric was stained with blood.

Jingci suddenly choked up, he was stunned for a long time, his expression seemed to be strange, his smile faded from his face, his eyes full of sad and calmness...
Chapter completed!