Li Xianyu saw the face of the woman in front of him clearly. She had a cold and arrogant aura, sharp eyes, snow-white skin, and was tall and beautiful.
"Sister?" He opened his mouth and wanted to call out, but no sound came out.
The woman expressionlessly extended her hand towards him. Just as her hand was about to touch Li Xianyu, it was as though she had touched a red-hot iron. She shrieked and retracted her hand.
The national emblem hanging on Li Xianyu's chest emitted a scorching heat. The higher the temperature of the emblem, the fiercer the vengeful spirit. With such heat, Li Xianyu's consciousness seemed to have broken free from some kind of control. His body trembled, and his pupils regained their focus. His eyes became clear.
At the same time, his eyes were burning, and his spiritual eye was activated. The appearance of his sister in front of him changed rapidly. Her face quickly turned pale, the color of a dead pig. Her watery eyes turned into cataracts, and her lips turned purple. She wore a red robe, and her face was ferocious.
In a breath's time, his sister had turned into a red robed vengeful spirit.
Li Xianyu: Σ (っ ° Д °;) っ
Li Xianyu was shocked, and staggered backwards. In his consciousness, he had a dream, and dreamed that his sister came to find him. Only now did he realise that it was not a dream, but a vengeful spirit seducing his soul.
But why would a vengeful spirit appear in the apartment, and why would it seduce him?
Is it because I'm handsome?
With doubts in his heart, Li Xianyu did not stop, and turned to run. After a few steps, his leg was grabbed by something.
A familiar smell, a familiar formula!
Li Xianyu turned his head with a pale face. The thing that grabbed his leg was a child. He was squatting on the ground, and hugging his leg with both hands. When Li Xianyu turned his head, the child also raised his head. On his pale face, there were two black holes in his eye sockets, as though his eyeballs had been dug out.
"Caught you." The child grinned, revealing his white teeth.
Li Xianyu: (#? Д?)
His scalp went numb. Just as he was about to call for San Wu for help, a blood-red hand suddenly stretched out from the 19th floor corridor, covering the sky and covering the earth.
A hand that felt like a giant grabbed Li Xianyu's waist and pulled him out of the eighteenth floor corridor. Li Xianyu flew up like he was riding on a cloud. Lights flashed in the distance, and when he landed, he realized that he was already standing on the top floor of the condominium.
The night sky was vast and serene. At the end of one's line of sight, the lights were endless.
A few meters behind him stood an old man and a young man. The young man held a small bronze cauldron in his hand and sized him up with a burning gaze. The old man had a scar over his left eye, and his remaining right eye was squinting as he stared at Li Xianyu.
The large hand dispersed into hundreds of resentful spirits in various states of death. They fell behind the young man, obviously under his control. Pairs of eyes stared at Li Xianyu coldly.
Standing at the edge of the rooftop, Li Xianyu asked in a trembling voice, "Who, who are you?"
He had acrophobia. Standing at the edge of the rooftop, his heart was thumping wildly, but he didn't dare to take a step inside.
Shen Meng didn't answer. After carefully sizing him up for a moment, he said disdainfully, "This generation of Li family's successor is really a piece of trash without any foundation."
The one-eyed old man said, "After Li Wuxiang died, the Unparalleled Fighting Soul was sealed in the Black Water Spirit Pearl. This kid has been under the supervision and protection of the Buddhist Taoist Association since he was young and has never come into contact with the world of blood descendants. A few days ago, the spies arranged by the family in Shanghai sent news that the Unparalleled Fighting Soul had reappeared in the world. The Li family was unlucky to coincide with the opening of Wanshen Palace. Otherwise, the world of blood descendants would have had another troublesome rising star in ten to twenty years. "
Shen Meng opened his right hand. As his qi flowed, he sucked Li Xianyu into his palm. Choking him, he clicked his tongue and said, "To us, this is the best opportunity. As long as we control him, the Unparalleled Fighting Soul will be under our control."
"Are you here for the thing that my dead father brought out from Wanshen Palace, or for the address of Wanshen Palace?" Li Xianyu asked carefully.
Shen Meng saw fear in this young man's eyes. He was like a deer that had been pounced on by a tiger, timid and cautious.
As expected, he was a useless ordinary person.
The corner of Shen Meng's mouth twitched. "So what if you want the thing? So what if you want the address?"
Li Xianyu had a weak expression on his face. "My dead father passed away a long time ago. I don't know anything and I didn't get anything. But my Great-grandmother is different. She knows everything. I even asked her at night, but she wouldn't tell me. "
His mind raced. Whether this dog's life could survive depended on whether he could lure them downstairs. As long as San Wu could react, his dog's life could be saved.
Just as his great-grandmother finished saying "how many eyes are watching you", someone forcefully abducted him in the next moment.
Such a familiar deja vu. Wasn't it the incident of Qing Qing raping him last time?
Great-grandmother's flag was really accurate.
Shen Meng sneered, "Since you don't know anything, what's the use of keeping you? Why don't you feed my vengeful spirit?"
Li Xianyu cursed in his heart. Why did you capture me if I'm useless?
He cooperated and put on a fearful expression and gave a pleading look.
Showing weakness to the enemy was a basic skill to save one's life. Usually, people who were too arrogant would not survive more than three episodes, especially those who were weak and arrogant.
In a short conversation of ten seconds, Li Xianyu used his cowardly performance to numb the other party. The arrogant young man who didn't even bother to introduce himself came for Wanshen Palace. Whether it was the location of Wanshen Palace or the thing that his dead father brought out, at least he had some kind of "desire".
As long as it wasn't revenge, he was safe for the time being.
The other party either wanted to torture him for useful information, or to hold him captive to threaten Great-grandmother. There was no third possibility.
Li Xianyu was actively thinking of countermeasures in his mind. First, he would lure them downstairs to find Great-grandmother. If that didn't work, he would have to think of other ways to at least try to avoid being killed.
But he really underestimated the arrogant young man's viciousness. Shen Meng smiled, "You still have value, so I can't kill you for the time being. However, your father started a massacre that year, and many talents of my Shen Family died in his hands. It's reasonable for me to collect some interest. Anyway, it's fine as long as I keep you alive. A captive without legs won't escape from my hands. "
Li Xianyu's heart sank.
The one-eyed old man looked on coldly. He had accompanied Shen Meng this time because he had been instructed by his family to protect the fledgling Third Master. On the surface, the Third Master's mission was to capture the heir of the Li family to threaten the Unparalleled Fighting Soul, but in fact, it was to test the reaction of Bosch and other parties.
However, the Third Master didn't know the real thoughts of the elders. He always thought that his mission was to bring the heir of the Li family back.
Shen Meng changed the topic and said jokingly, "I'm very merciful and will give you a chance. If you kneel down and kowtow to me nine times, I won't hurt you. Uncle Yuan, help me take a video with your phone, so I can go back and show it off. "
The one-eyed old man smiled, "The Third Master's reputation will definitely soar."
The corner of Li Xianyu's mouth twitched, "Boss, can't you change the way?"
Shen Meng threw Li Xianyu on the ground, stepped out with his left foot, and laughed, "Sure, lick my shoe clean."
Li Xianyu's expression changed. As the young man in front of him said, the other party only kept his life, but didn't say that he wouldn't hurt him. This boundary was too wide, and he could still keep his life by cutting off a human stick.
Originally, he wanted to say a few words and flatter him, but when he met the young man's eyes and saw cruelty and murderous intent, Li Xianyu knew that no words could save him.
Cold sweat began to drip from his forehead. He was still an ordinary person and had never experienced such an encounter.
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