My Aunt is Three and a Half Years Old. She Holds a Milk Bottle and Tells Fortunes. the Whole Interne

Chapter 231 The Red Fox with Three Tails

After touching Su Chaoyang's face, the woman twisted her waist and came to Yang Xian's side.

A pair of charming long eyes stared at Mianmian.

Mianmian stopped looking at the woman and concentrated on being a child being shaken, showing that she wanted to run but couldn't.

Yang Xian shook her with great force, and soon the wig with two tugs on it fell to the ground.

The wig was not part of the plan, so no one would care if it fell on the ground.

Mianmian still felt that it was a pity. In just one afternoon, Wei Kang and the others discussed how much this thing cost and how much that thing cost.

This wig must have cost a lot of money, right?

 It belongs to Wei Kang!

However, Mianmian quickly thought that she could make money by live broadcasting again soon, and there was still money in her mobile phone account. It was very simple to buy a wig and return it to Wei Kang.

 Along the way, Xiao Naituanzi’s mouth was quiet, but his head was not quiet at all. When Xiao Naituanzi seriously wanted to go home and asked to continue drinking grandma, Yang Xian stopped.

It is no longer dark here, there is light.

 The light comes from sconces on the walls, particularly ancient oil-burning lamps.

 There was no wind, so the wick was stable and kept burning.

 In the small dark space, there is a statue covered with cloth in the middle.

Mianmian turned her little head to look at the statue, and saw an unusual aura from the statue. The breath is a little familiar, as if my mother said it during the course.

"Mianmian, if you go to a Taoist temple or temple, you must respect those statues. If they are contaminated by the beliefs of mortals for a long time, they will gradually turn into the incarnations of gods and bodhisattvas. If you don't respect them, they may wear small shoes. !”

This statue seems to be the one that has become an incarnation, with a murderous aura on it, similar to the murderous aura displayed by Yang Xian.

But why should the statue be covered? Covering a statue means disrespecting the statue itself, the gods or bodhisattvas.

Mianmian was still thinking about this problem, but the woman in red had already thrown "Su Chaoyang" on the ground.

 As an enemy, her movements were not gentle enough, causing "Su Chaoyang"'s head to be smashed and red blood to flow out.

"Su Chaoyang" fainted and didn't make any sound again.

 “You, why do you do this to Mianmian’s great-nephew?”

Mianmian began to struggle, her little hands and feet kept moving.

Yang Xian frowned and picked up Mianmian.

The woman in red smiled "hehe" and leaned on Yang Xian. Her slender hands with long nails first touched Yang Xian's face, and then suddenly raised her head high and slapped Mianmian.

"ah!"

Mianmian screamed after being beaten, and her struggle became even stronger.

 Her little face was swollen, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

Seeing this, the woman in red smiled even sweeter: "Oh my, it feels so good to hit you. It feels like I am above all things."

Mianmian's eyes were originally red, but after being beaten, tears fell down.

 She swung her little fist towards the woman in red.

The woman in red rolled her eyes, and Mianmian was carried away by Yang Xian.

"What's the use of being born with great strength? This is not a special ability. Many children of gods have it. Yang Xian can do it. If he catches you, you won't be able to escape? Hahaha!"

"Well, I thought it would be so difficult to catch you. No matter how much you are pampered, you are just a child. How can you outplay us old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years?"

“That old guy will wait until you are dead before he comes out, saying that he doesn’t believe that my plan will succeed.”

 “I’ll show him that I, Hu Yaoyao, don’t just have a face.”

“The formation is set up here, blocking the sky and the sun, so even the law of heaven will not notice it. Go ahead, Yang Xian, kill her!”

As the woman who called herself Hu Yaoyao finished speaking, Yang Xian held the dagger in his sleeve. The cold weapons reflected the cold light under the flickering candlelight.

Yang Xian's eyes were full of murderous intent, gradually blending with the aura in the statue.

 “Kill her, kill her.”

Anxious urges came from his brain, and Yang Xian saw that Su Mianmian in his hand seemed to turn into countless shadows.

 Why can’t you see clearly at all?

Yang Xian shook his head, and large beads of sweat instantly gathered on his forehead. He closed his eyes, and in his mind, the scene of the little breast dumpling covered in blood alternated with the scene of his parents' death.

 “Why kill?”

 “Because her family killed your family, so you want revenge!”

 There is only one answer to repeated questions.

Yang Xian couldn't help but think that if the dagger penetrated Su Mianmian's body, Su Mianmian would lose her life in a pool of blood just like her parents.

Obviously he really wanted to take revenge, but as long as he thought of this, the knife would not be able to penetrate.

Hu Yaoyao on the side looked at Yang Xian hesitantly and frowned.

 What are you doing?

Yang Xian is just a mortal now, why did he wake up under her ecstasy so many times? Su Mianmian is just a young brat. The two of them have only met no more than three times. Is it so difficult to start?

 “Don’t forget the death of your parents!”

Hu Yaoyao spoke directly and increased his power output, trying to make Yang Xian obey his orders.

Yang Xian, who was struggling, opened and closed his eyes, looking at Hu Yaoyao following Hu Yaoyao's voice.

 In an instant, Yang Xian was stunned.

 The person in front of him was not a kind-hearted "aunt and uncle" at all, but a red fox with three tails. The red fox's mouth opened and closed, urging him to take action.

 —Is killing this fox the only way everything will end?

Yang Xian's eyes suddenly showed a cold light.

 He changed the Mianmian in his hand to his right hand and pointed the dagger at Hu Yaoyao.

Hu Yaoyao hasn't noticed Yang Xian's change in mentality. She is immersed in the excitement that as long as she works harder, she can achieve her goal, and she keeps urging.

Seeing that the dagger was about to pierce Hu Yaoyao's body, "Su Chaoyang" on the ground quietly opened one eye and put his foot on Yang Xian's instep.

"Yang Xian, don't mess around and stab the little kid in your hand! The little kid in your hand is not a real kid. Alas, she is not Mianmian, she is a puppet. Can you understand what I say? ?”

Yang Xian was startled.

 He heard additional heart sounds.

 Looking down, the "Su Chaoyang" on the ground was not "Su Chaoyang" at all, but a small wooden toy.

Yang Xian didn't know where his ability came from. When he was stunned, he heard a voice again: "Listen to me and hurry up, otherwise the plan will fail."

Yang Jian looked at Su Mianmian in his hand again.

I don’t know when, but Su Mianmian, who was carried upside down by him, was actually just a wooden person.

Did Su Mianmian really know that he wanted to kill her? Is this even taking advantage of him?

Yang Xian lowered his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

Since it is a wooden dummy, it seems that there is nothing wrong with stabbing it with a knife.

 He raised the knife and dropped it!

 The dagger pierced Mianmian's chest, and blood continued to flow out.

Mianmian made a "ho ho" sound, her little face full of disbelief.

Although he knew that the small breast dumpling in his hand was fake and just a wooden figure, when the scenes he just saw faded away, Yang Xian still showed guilt in his eyes.

He opened his eyes, not daring to look into Fake Mian's painful eyes.

 (End of this chapter)