Xiao Xiu's suspicion of Chen Lang's identity became deeper and deeper, but he also speculated about the intention of not understanding Chen Xugui pretending to be Chen Lang.

Perhaps, Chen Xugui was deeply in love with Chen Fuyao and wanted to marry Chen Lang?

But, what should the real Chen Lang do?

Xiao Xiu thought about it all night and did not tell Su Jinzhai about it. With heavy thoughts in mind, she slept very uneasy all night.

When the rooster crows, the sky is still floating, the sky is dark, the stars are not dissipated, and the morning dew is still a little desolate.

Su Jinzhai gently sat up from the haystack and looked at Xiao Xiu, who was sleeping soundly curled up not far away. His eyes were slightly deeper, and he stood up and walked out.

As soon as he took a step, Xiao Xiu jumped up from behind and rushed towards Su Jinzhai's back. He grabbed his waist tightly with his hands, and his eyes were as bright as a hole in his crescent robe: "Sneaky, Su Jinzhai, do you want to be a thief?"

Su Jinzhai felt that the blue veins on his forehead were leaping violently. He closed his eyes slightly, suppressed the anger that rushed from his dantian to his head, and tried his best to calmly say: "Let go!"

Xiao Xiutou shook toward the rattle and pouted, "Don't let go, don't let go!"

After saying that, he wrapped his waist even harder, glanced at his side from behind, and said, "Are you planning to do something with me on your back? Could it be that you found the whereabouts of Chen Xugui and planned to secretly kill him!"

Su Jinzhai didn't want to spend too much time with her, so he pulled the hand that was holding him hard. Xiao Xiu bit his silver teeth tightly and tried his best but refused to let go.

Su Jinzhai snorted coldly and grabbed her wrist with one hand, twisted her backhand, and Xiao Xiu immediately burst into tears of pain, and she had to let go.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

Su Jinzhai glanced at her, let go of her wrist, raised her legs and walked out. Xiao Xiu moved her steps quietly to the side, and seized the opportunity. When she saw him walking to the entrance of the ruined temple, she rushed from the side and lay on Su Jinzhai's body!

Su Jinzhai was immediately rushed by her and leaned backwards. Xiao Xiu was still lying on his body, her arms were like vines, holding him tightly. Her fluffy head was rubbing against his chest like a dog acting coquettishly towards his master, and her tone softened: "I have to follow you wherever you go, you can't leave me!"

Su Jinzhai's eyelids were trembling with a black face and looked at the woman who was playing like a splash on him. He almost gritted his teeth and spit out these words: "Will you follow me when I go to the toilet?"

"ah?"

Su Jinzhai pushed Xiao Xiu away on her body, and her face was gloomy as if a rainstorm was approaching. Xiao Xiu shrank his neck in fear.

Su Jinzhai flicked his sleeves and raised his legs and left.

Xiao Xiu sat there, her face was hot and she thought for a while. Since Su Jinzhai was not looking for Chen Xugui, she went to find Chen Fuyao.

Only Chen Fuyao knows the best whether it is her Shen Lang.

Xiao Xiu hid in the alley not far from Chen's house and peeped at Chen Fuyao. Seeing her and Chen Lang leaving Chen's house in a pair, it seemed that she was planning a marriage. The happiness on her face could not be enough, and Chen Lang was also full of tenderness and affection.

Suddenly, a servant accidentally tripped Chen Lang, and he almost slipped. He was furious and immediately waved his fist and was about to hit him. If Chen Fuyao hadn't stopped him, he would have been furious.

Xiaoxiu's eyebrows frowned into Chuanzi, and thought about it carefully, maybe... she was suspicious.

Is he the real Chen Lang?

Shen Xugui let them go?

Xiao Xiu couldn't figure it out, so she sighed, and then watched it quietly, turned around and walked towards the dilapidated temple. As her eyes glanced over, she seemed to see a gray flashing across the corner of the street opposite. Xiao Xiu's eyes suddenly became alert. The man's back was the old man who painted the willow branch.

How could he appear here? Thinking of what Su Jinzhai said, Xiao Xiu lowered his eyebrows and raised his legs and followed him.

The old man looked nearly 70 years old, with a hunched back. The wet breeze after the rain blew his gray hair on his temples. He looked at him from afar and seemed to be unable to bear the gravity, but his steps were extremely light and agile. Xiao Xiu felt a little difficult to follow him.

He walked around the alleys of Wuzhen, walking all the paths. Xiao Xiu followed him not far or near. After turning around the outskirts of Wuzhen, he gradually walked into a deep little street. There were weeds on the side of the road, and there were dark grass on both sides of the path, twists and turns. Xiao Xiu felt a little scared inexplicably.

Could it be that the old man knew she was following him? He planned to kill the demon here to silence him?

A sense of fear arose. Xiao Xiu's face suddenly turned pale and she was about to escape. But it was too late. The old man's sinister voice blew silently into her ears like the gloomy wind when the crow cried at night, making Xiao Xiu's heart tremble and almost unable to control herself.

"Since you're following, don't rush to leave."

The old man slowly turned back from the weeds, and his dirty eyes fell straight on her, his face covered by miscellaneous hair was gloomy and treacherous.

Xiao Xiu thrust his body and slowly raised his eyes to look at him. For some reason, Xiao Xiu's heart suddenly trembled heavily at the moment of looking at each other, and an indescribable familiar feeling suddenly rose from the depths of his heart.

"you……"

In a daze, the old man teleported to her eyes in the blink of an eye, and his thin fingers climbed onto her shoulders and then grabbed them hard!

A sudden pain on her shoulders, Xiao Xiu gasped in pain, and an unreasonable chill surged from the pain, freezing her whole body, and her shoulders were like five needles were stabbed in at the same time. Her pure little face wrinkled together in pain.

"Girl, when you come, just play a show with me. After all,... there is not much time left."

His voice was hoarse and gloomy, but Xiao Xiu's heart was even more certain who this person was!

"You are the one who is a god-headed man?"

Xiao Xiu's eyes were bloodshot, and she felt disappointed with him. She said angrily: "I'm so sorry that I still think you are a lover. It turns out that everything is your fault!"

"So what, so what, no?"

The elderly and deep bearded, his face was uneven, and every fold was filled with indescribable sinisterness. Xiao Xiu thought, this is the real face he should have!

"Anyway, everything doesn't matter anymore. They will get married in five days. I'm leaving no more time."

"what are you up to!"

Xiao Xiu endured the pain and stepped forward to question him, but Chen Xugui's hand was strong and his sharp nails penetrated deep into her flesh. A little bit of scarlet oozing out of the plain white silk skirt, like a bright red plum blossom slowly blooming.

Xiao Xiu gritted her teeth and felt that Shen Xugui's fingers were about to remove her shoulders. She swallowed the tears that surged out of her eyes and looked at him angrily and said, "Chen Xugui, don't do stupid things, practice is not easy. You shouldn't ruin yourself or others..."

"Destroy others..."

Chen Xugui was stunned for a moment, his pupils were deep, like the dim moon in the night, with no glory, and mixed with a complicated look that was indescribable.

"Hong Ying returns, you turn around..."

Before she finished speaking, Chen Xugui frowned impatiently, as if she disliked her too much noise. After raising her palm and knocking on her neck, before Xiao Xiu fell down, she saw a sense of sadness on Chen Xugui's face. I wonder if she was dazzled...

When she opened her eyes again, Xiao Xiu felt that she was in an extremely cold black hole, and the overwhelming darkness blocked everything, and she felt like she was about to be swallowed by an evil ghost.

Xiao Xiu curled up her body in panic, and an unprecedented sense of despair and fear wrapped her, grabbed Xiao Xiu's heart, and a layer of coldness rushed straight from the soles of her feet to her forehead, even her hands and feet were tense enough to move.

"Su Jinzhai, where are you..."

Xiao Xiu has been missing for a day.

Su Jinzhai began to think that she was playing tricks, and she had not come back until the sun was sunset. Su Jinzhai looked at the heavy night and found the smell of conspiracy.

The willow branches are covered with fog, and the willow trees behind Chen Lang's house are shaking. The evening breeze blows, and it seems that thousands of ghosts rushing out of hell are crying and robbing the earth and telling the grievances.

"Here you come."

Chen Xugui sat on the willow branch and weaving a painting. He was still the face that was nearly 70 years old, and his dark black clothes made him look even more bizarre.

"Where did you get her?"

Su Jinzhai's white robe was like snow, and in this dark dark night, he smeared a hint of solemnity. His eyes were dim than the night. There was a huge tide rolling deep in his eyes, with a strong murderous intent: "In the painting that day, I really thought you would have known that there would be so many twists and turns to save Chen Fuyao, and that day I should have taken you."

"You and I are the same people. You have your purpose, I have my will...at least, I have what I want to do every step I take, and I have not used anyone."

Chen Xugui looked up at Su Jinzhai with a faint sarcasm on his face: "What is your purpose in using that stupid dog?"

Su Jinzhai's extremely cold selenium seemed to be ridiculous about his words: "She is a demon after all. If I don't accept her, I will let her go. What can I do?"

"Is that true?"

Chen Xugui continued to edit the painting, shook his head, as if he was disdainful: "You want to open the group of demons, but it won't work without her..."

Before he could finish his words, the white lilac bone sword in Su Jinzhai's sleeve shot out, and the cold white frost blade brought out a cold light in the cold night, piercing hard onto the branches under the foot of the sankang. Su Jinzhai's eyes gradually became red, and the cold voice seemed to condense a layer of ice:

"What else do you know?"

Chen Xugui's expression was not shaken at all. He was fiddling with the willow branches, his fingers flexibly shuttled, and replied faintly: "It's almost the same as what you know."

"You are not afraid that I will kill you, and both body and spirit will be destroyed."

Su Jinzhai used his spiritual power with his fingers, and the bone sword inserted into the willow branches sounded. Chen Xugui pursed his lips and smiled, stopped his work, raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Jinzhai, and said meaningfully: "No, because Xiaoxiu is in my hand."

Su Jinzhai tightened his fingers and shook his sleeves. The bone sword instantly returned to the bottom of his sleeves. His narrow phoenix eyes narrowed slightly: "After saying that, what do you want?"

"Five days later, when Nanshan sees you, you can beat me, and I will return Xiao Xiu to you. If you can't beat me..."

Su Jinzhai glanced at him and sneered: "So what if you can't beat it?"

"I want your body."
Chapter completed!