And the disciples of the Bashan Sect were also elated one by one when they saw that the powerful weapons of the head of the sect had been restored to their original appearance, so their chances of winning were even greater.

Compared with the concerted efforts of the people of the Bashan faction, in the drunken Red Mansion in Bocheng, a different scene is being staged.

As Qingfeng said, Zhuo Yifan and Xi Yu'er are indeed full of contradictions at the moment, every time she thinks of Xi Yu'er handing over Situ Yu'er to Yang Yu'er as a shield, Zhuo Yifan is very uncomfortable in her heart, no matter what reason she justifies, she can't get rid of Situ Yu'er's death.

So Zhuo Yifan's attitude towards Xi Yuer became worse and worse, and the two even quarreled from time to time, which made Lin Qingyi, who was caught in the middle, very uncomfortable.

Not only that, but Xi Yu'er is also angry with Zhuo Yifan right now, and Miao Jiang's ruthlessness of Gu women is becoming more and more apparent. In addition to being ruthless, Xi Yu'er was even more worried, she had a premonition that Zhuo Yifan would break out into an inevitable confrontation with herself, or even a life-and-death fight.

In order to nip the hidden danger in the bud, Xi Yu'er and her Miao Jiang Gu disciples were conspiring and discussing.

"Gu Master, is it worth it for you to do this, isn't it cheaper for that kid?" a female disciple asked.

"Not necessarily, in order to achieve the goal, it is necessary to pay a price. Xiyu'er said quietly.

"If you're worried that he's going to work against us, we can go ahead and we're done. Another disciple said.

"No, he is still very useful to us, at least the blood-drinking sword has no one to control except him, and he can still play a big role in dealing with He Qingfeng and the Bashan faction. Xiyuer said.

"Gu Master, have you really made up your mind?"

"I've made up my mind, you just need to cover for me. Xiyu'er said compassionately.

Then, several people whispered for a while.

The sky gradually darkened, and the drunken red mansion began to become more and more lively, and in such a night, people's original delusions were most easily stimulated.

In the evening, Xiyuer called Zhuo Yifan, Yu Qingqiu and Lin Qingyi, as well as the wooden pier of Bodhi Temple to eat together, so as to ease the relationship with Zhuo Yifan and not to have internal strife.

Zhuo Yifan didn't want to sit and eat with her, but after the persuasion of Yu Qingqiu and Lin Qingyi, the biggest enemy at the moment was He Qingfeng or the Bashan faction, so he could only put away his dissatisfaction with Xi Yu'er for the time being.

And Xi Yu'er frequently toasted Zhuo Yifan during the banquet, hoping that he could forgive himself and forgive Miao Jianggu for the irreparable harm that Miao Jianggu had caused to Situ Yuer.

Zhuo Yifan was hindered by the continuous persuasion of everyone at that time, so he no longer showed hostility towards Xi Yu'er, and the group drank several jars of fine wine, and the atmosphere eased from the tension.

Soon, the night became thicker and thicker, and when the night came, the lights of the drunken red mansion swayed more ambiguously, which was in line with the blurry atmosphere.

Zhuo Yifan was a little drunk, but he was not drunk, he was still sober, he was very depressed in his heart these days, so he borrowed wine to drown his sorrows and relieve the depression in his heart.

After the banquet dispersed, Zhuo Yifan took a hot bath and went to bed to rest. At the same time, others were bathing and changing clothes, preparing to rest.

The night is getting quieter and quieter, and the soul-grabbing sound in the drunken red mansion is more and more in line with the color of the night.

I don't know how long later, a delicate woman like a willow suddenly appeared in front of Zhuo Yifan's door, I saw that she was wearing a thin light veil, and the beauty of her whole body loomed under the hazy gauze clothes, adding to the beauty of reverie.

Her complexion is fair and ruddy, her skin is like cream, and her figure is tall and slender, obviously a complete beauty.

She stood in front of Zhuo Yifan's door and listened, then took out an iron box, and an unknown insect appeared in it, only to see her chanting words to the insect, and released it after a while.

The worm crawled along the edge of the door, burrowing through the gap.

Since it is the fourth floor, the main floor is silent, and there are not many people staying in the first place, so it is even quieter at this time.

The lantern under the eaves of the porch swayed, reflecting on the delicate and beautiful cheeks of the woman.

West Rain!

That's right, the woman standing in front of Zhuo Yifan's door is Xi Yu'er, the Gu Lord of Miaojiang. At this moment, he is still chanting against the crack in the door, obviously doing Gu to the insect that was put in.

After a while, she listened attentively, then smiled, and then gently pushed the door and walked in.

Standing in the doorway, it was pitch black inside, only her white gauze was as bright as bathed in moonlight under the reflection of the lantern in front of the door.

Still smiling, she gently closed the door and plugged it in.

She slowly walked to Zhuo Yifan's bedside, and then lit the oil lamp in the room.

Seeing Zhuo Yifan sleeping quietly, she put her hand on him and chanted a word, and soon the Gu worm that was put into the house crawled onto her hand.

Xi Yu'er gently stroked the Gu worm with her fingers, and put it into the iron box with a smile on her face.

Then she lowered her long hair, and her long flowing hair was like a black waterfall, which added to her beauty.

Then, she drew a few rolls in front of Zhuo Yifan with her hand, and there were still words in her mouth.

After a pause, Zhuo Yifan opened his eyes and half-sat down.

"West Rain. ”

Zhuo Yifan shouted softly, her two eyes kept looking at her irresistible beauty.

"It's me, Zhuo Yifan. Xi Yu'er said softly, and then stroked her white hand towards Zhuo Yifan's face.

As soon as he made contact, Zhuo Yifan suddenly became a spirit, as if he had been blown by lightning.

He also reached out and stroked her fair cheeks, feeling the irresistible beauty bit by bit.

Xi Yu'er lightly faded her gauze clothes, and the fair-skinned and moving beauty immediately appeared in front of Zhuo Yifan.

Xiyu'er didn't stop, and continued until there was no cover on her body, and there was no extra clothes.

With such a wonderful scene, Zhuo Yifan was dumbfounded, his hands trembled, and he didn't know where to put it.

Xi Yu'er smiled sweetly at him, slowly climbed onto the edge of the bed, and sat down beside him.

Then, just like Fang Cai did to himself, he began to remove the shackles on Zhuo Yifan.

Gently, slowly, bit by bit, soon, Zhuo Yifan, like her, was no longer bound by anything.

She turned sideways and pushed Zhuo Yifan down......

Soon, the same sound sounded in the house, like the second and third floors of the drunken red building, which continued for a long time and spread endlessly.

The red light building in front of Zhuo Yifan's door is still swaying gently, and the dancing flames are like two people beating, trying all kinds of beauty.

The tranquility on the fourth floor continued, and it did not change because of the excitement in the room, as if the entire floor was also bitten by Xiyu'er's Gu worm, and it couldn't make any sound.