Under One Person, the little witch only wants to collect elves

Chapter 199: The younger sister's affairs are naturally left to the elder brother to discuss (4.4k)

The rising mist gradually fell and the lake returned to calm.

At this moment, a life-sized paper-cut slowly floated down from the sky and landed at Yan Huan's feet.

Yan Huan looked down and found that the paper-cut was actually the image of Yan Yu's Xiao Qiao on the screen.

He frowned. He didn't expect that the man who called himself "Zhou Gongjin" would actually send the paper man away before he died.

Yan Huan picked up the paper man and took a closer look. The paper man began to squirm strangely, his body making "cracking" sounds, and his cracked lips seemed to be muttering something in a low voice.

Suddenly, the paper figure seemed to be summoned by something. It leaped into the sky and quickly ran towards Qingdu Mingyuan.

A hint of curiosity flashed in Yan Huan's eyes. Zhou Gongjin was dead and his energy had disappeared, so this paper man wouldn't be able to last long either. But he still wanted to follow to see what happened.

The Xiao Qiao paper figurine flew from the park by the lake to an abandoned driving school training ground near Qingdu Mingyuan.

There were sounds of fierce fighting in the field, mixed with waves of malicious provocations.

"Sister Xiao Qiao, will you just obey us?" A sarcastic voice sounded.

"Otherwise, if I push you too hard, I might get hurt." Another voice continued, with a teasing tone.

Following the direction of the voice, Yan Huan saw three dark shadows in the field, closely chasing a girl in front of them.

The girl was dressed in ancient style, a white shirt with blue edges, with orange-red hair in two ponytails hanging behind her, and holding a pair of Xuanhua double axes.

Her face, which was originally sweet and clever with a hint of mischievousness, was now filled with anxiety and panic.

Yan Yu ran while looking back and glaring. Just as he was looking forward, the paper-cut man suddenly bumped into him.

"What the hell is this?" she cursed softly, and swung the Xuanhua double axes in her hands like lightning. With a "swish", she split the paper-cut figure into two pieces.

The paper figure floated down to the ground and reached out to grab Yan Yu with both hands, but before it touched her body, it twitched a few times and then became motionless.

However, just as she swung the axe, three people who were pressing her from behind caught up with her. Two of them jumped in front of her and blocked her way.

"Go ahead and run, but I wonder where you can go?" one of them said with a sneer.

"Now even if you scream your throat out, no one will come to save you."

The three were led by a middle-aged man with a hedgehog head named Cao De. The remaining two were a monk Xiujing in white and a sturdy mountain savage.

Yan Yu held two axes and was on guard carefully.

All the bodyguards that the Yan family had temporarily hired had been killed, and the current situation was extremely unfavorable to her.

Swish!
While he was thinking about countermeasures, a spiked iron ball tied with an elastic rope suddenly came towards Yan Yufei.

Yan Yu quickly raised the axe to protect her chest. There was a loud "clang" sound of metal colliding with stone, and her arms became numb and she could hardly hold the axe handle.

The weapon Cao De used was a strange hidden weapon called "Shuai Tou Yi Zi".

The iron ball tied to the thin rope is extremely heavy. It can crush rocks into powder when it is thrown. The spikes on it are sharp and domineering. Even the protective skills such as the Golden Bell Cover and Iron Cloth Shirt can be easily broken.

Seeing the bitterness on Yan Yu's face, Cao De showed a smug smile.

"Be careful, what if it gets broken?" the monk in white robes standing nearby reminded with a frown.

Cao De glanced at him sideways and said disdainfully, "Why are you, a bald donkey, joining in the fun?"

Monk Bai said with a smile: "Who doesn't know that Monk Huijing of Quanxing cultivates the mind but not the mouth, and abstains from sex but not from lust? It's natural for me to try out this beautiful girl. It's a pity that she's an insider, so some things are hard to do, otherwise I'd really like to see the look of despair on her fans' faces."

The savage Meng Qi standing aside said nothing. He just crossed his arms and watched everything coldly, occasionally glancing at the hedgehog-headed Cao De out of the corner of his eye.

His eyes were complex and changeable, wary yet inexplicably emitting a strange heat.

"Monster!" Yan Yu cursed, waving the Xuanhua Axe in her hand. However, at this moment, she was in a situation where she was attacked from both sides, and it was difficult for her to take the initiative.

"Monster?" Cao De laughed. "Without 'monsters' like us, where would the famous and upright sects come from? In fact, if anyone is to blame for today's incident, it can only be blamed on you being an alien!"

"In order to maintain a stable order, the company actually released the bad guys like us."

The company condones private fights between strangers, but they dare not take action against ordinary people. If it really touches the bottom line of the company's stability maintenance, some things will be difficult to handle.

Cao De showed a sinister smile, "Although you are a public figure, if you handle it beautifully, there won't be any trace left at all."

Yan Yu crouched even lower, her heart filled with vigilance, "Aren't you afraid of my Yan family by doing this?"

“Amitabha!” The white-robed monk Hui Jing bowed slightly with a hypocritical smile on his face. “If it was more than a decade ago, I might have been a little bit afraid.”

Cao De shrugged his shoulders, looking nonchalant. "To die under the peony flowers is to be a romantic ghost. If I can get close to her beauty, even if I die in the next second, it doesn't matter."

He licked his lips, stared at Yan Yu greedily, and continued to tease, "Qiao Mei, just give in to me."

After saying that, Cao De suddenly swung the long rope, and the iron ball with spikes shot out at a high speed, so fast that only a vague black shadow was left in the night.

A shake of the head can decide everything!

Yan Yu tightly gripped the two axes, made up his mind, and planned to take the blow head-on and cut the thin rope at the same time.

She swung the axe and chopped it, but the next second, the thin rope was as flexible as a snake and avoided her attack.

The iron ball suddenly changed its trajectory, bypassing Yan Yu and heading straight towards Hui Jing who was standing beside her.

Monk Huijing was startled and quickly used Vajra Kung Fu to protect himself, but even so, the sword still broke through his defense and the spike pierced into his shoulder.

"Mr. Cao, you did this on purpose, didn't you? Do you want to eat alone?" Master Huijing was furious. Golden light shone all over his body. His skin gradually became as hard as steel, forcing the iron ball that had entered his body out alive.

Cao De, however, looked confused, staring at the rope in his hand in surprise, "Just now... it was as if the ball had its own consciousness..."

"Nonsense! How could it be the ball that hit me?" Master Huijing was furious, his tone full of dissatisfaction and suspicion.

He once again used his Vajra Skill to defend with all his might, not giving Cao De any chance to be accidentally injured.

At this moment, Yan Yu felt a little doubtful. The situation seemed to be more complicated than she had imagined. Although the head-shaking move was fierce, the strange changes just now were obviously not in line with common sense.

However, she couldn't care whether it was Cao De's mistake or there was some other hidden secret. Such a good opportunity could not be missed.

Swish!
Yan Yu stepped forward quickly and chopped Cao De in the abdomen. Cao De grinned grimly and wrapped the rope around his fingertips, entangling the axe handle.

"I know you have some talent among the younger generation, but you really have too little experience in fighting against others."

Just when he was feeling proud, Yan Yu suddenly changed the move of the Xuanhua Axe in his left hand. Although it was lifted up from the bottom, the force was obviously beyond Cao De's imagination. A long and narrow scar suddenly appeared on the chest of the hedgehog-headed man, and blood gushed out and spilled all over the ground.

"Well···"

"Huh?" Yan Yu was slightly stunned. Why did it seem like the Xuanhua Axe was guiding the battle just now?

too weird!

Yan Yu and Cao De looked at each other, and both of them showed a hint of uneasiness and doubt in their eyes.

At this time, not only the two of them, but also Monk Huijing and Meng Qi, who were watching the battle but had not yet taken action, felt the strange atmosphere. "Are there any more experts?" Cao De asked himself in a low voice, frowning.

The three of them stood in the center of the training ground, looking around nervously. Even Meng Qi, who had been living with wild beasts in the mountains all day and had an extremely sharp intuition, did not sense any unusual aura at this moment. The ominous silence around them made them even more alert.

"Why don't you come out and talk?" Cao De raised his voice and tentatively shouted into the empty night, with a hint of nervousness and vigilance in his voice.

At this moment, a light sound of footsteps came from a distance, click, click...
The voice was gentle and leisurely, but it was particularly clear in the silent night, as if some invisible pressure was gradually approaching with the footsteps, causing everyone present to involuntarily tense up.

The footsteps gradually approached and finally stopped in a shadow not far away. Black fog filled the air and the darkness blocked their sight. They could not see the true face of the person coming at all.

The next second, a cold and evil wind blew past like a knife, the five ghosts opened the way, the soul flags were spread high, Yan Huan sat cross-legged on the back of the big tiger Lu Shanjun, and rode out on the tiger, this time with one hand supporting his chin, and the eerie and terrifying gargoyle mask made people feel cold on the spine.

"I wonder which master you are, is this place your territory?"

"It is really wrong to disturb your peace, senior. I will leave now." The mask covered his face, and Cao De had no idea how old Yan Huan was. However, he was shocked by the scene.

Yan Huan said nothing and followed Da Hu's steps towards him.

"Senior?" Cao De asked again tentatively, with a bit of awe in his tone. At this moment, he did not dare to act rashly for fear of angering the other party.

Monk Huijing quickly chanted "Namo Amitabha" in a low voice, as if trying to use the Buddhist name to dispel the negative energy around his body.

This extremely cold atmosphere made the three people feel like they were in an ice cellar, and no one dared to breathe easily.

Yan Yu stared at the gargoyle-like mask, and suddenly her heart moved, as if she remembered something.

She suddenly realized that this mask was the one left in her aunt's room.
When she was a child, she tried to touch it secretly because she was playful and was scolded. Even after so long, she still remembers it clearly.

In an instant, a guess flashed through Yan Yu's mind, and she cautiously called out tentatively, "Brother?"

As she finished speaking, Yan Huan slowly took off her mask and said, "Nice to meet you, Xiaoyu."

"It's indeed my brother!" The fear in Yan Yu's heart instantly disappeared.

There is no one else except Brother Yan Huan who can get the mask without Mom.

Yan Huan raised his head, glanced at the three people, and said coldly, "Nice to meet you, everyone. Thank you for taking care of my sister."

Although his tone was calm, the majesty revealed in it made Cao De, Monk Huijing and Meng Qi tremble all over.

"But..." Yan Huan continued, "Since this is my sister's lifelong event, it cannot be treated as a joke. Why don't I, as an elder, have a good talk with you all?"

Yan Huan's words were undoubtedly a naked threat, and Cao De felt a little timid for a moment.

He gritted his teeth, quickly gathered up the scattered ropes, and held the iron ball spikes tightly in his hand just in case.

Yan Yu inserted the double axes back into the gap between his belts behind his waist, took two light steps, and jumped to the side of Yan Huan.

Although the three were on guard, no one dared to step forward to stop them.

"Brother! Did you come to Shanghai specially to see me?" Yan Yu asked excitedly.

"Yeah." Yan Huan nodded and looked at her gently, "I heard something about you from the old man, so I came here with my aunt."

He looked at Yan Yu in front of him and found that she was more lively and playful than the well-behaved appearance on the screen. Perhaps it was because of their blood relationship, the two met for the first time, but there was no sense of strangeness, and they naturally became close.

"Xiaoyu, take a rest first, and leave the rest to me." Yan Huan said.

Yan Yu blinked and asked worriedly, "Brother, don't you need my help? Two of these three are not easy to deal with."

Cao De, who talks the most among the three, is the weakest. The really difficult ones are Meng Qi, who is good at the beast show, and the monk Huijing who has left Buddhism.

"It's okay. My strength is not weak." Yan Huan responded.

After hearing what her brother said, Yan Yu stepped aside with peace of mind.

Gradually, a black mist spread around her, enveloping her.

Meng Qi narrowed his eyes vigilantly, staring at the black fog, as if he could sense some huge monster swimming in it, and occasionally he could see black scales shining with cold light.

Cao De gritted his teeth, forced a smile and said, "I called you senior just now, but it was a bit too presumptuous to say that I was old. My dear brother, I really love Qiao Mei, but I have to resort to this desperate measure because I can't get her."

"However, since you have put on such a big show, I think you want us to retreat. Since we have already experienced your strength today, don't worry, we will never bother you again!"

There was some reluctance in Cao De's words, but more of it was fear. The opponent before him was not someone he could easily deal with. He knew it very well and rationally chose to retreat.

"Don't get me wrong," Yan Huan said calmly, looking around at the three of them, "Since we are going to take our sister home, we should make a big show of it."

Hearing this, Monk Huijing smiled bitterly, clasped his hands together, and said in a low voice, "Donor Cao, don't you understand what this donor means? I'm afraid the three of us will have to stay here today."

Meng Qi narrowed his eyes tightly, and the beast instinct in his body was frantically warning him to escape.

He thought for a moment, and said in a deep and strong voice, "As for the woman, you two can do whatever you want. I like that one, so I'll take it."

He pointed at Yan Huan who was on the tiger's back.

Cao De was stunned for a moment, and felt something was wrong. He couldn't help but ask, "Do you have a crush on Long Yang?"

No wonder he always felt that Meng Qi looked at him in a strange way.

"Now is not the time to dwell on this kind of thing." Meng Qi whispered, with a sense of urgency in his tone, "The best strategy is to find a way out. Running away is a dead end, but fighting hard may give you a glimmer of hope."

"But if we win, we have to distribute the spoils in advance."

"Okay! You, a savage, are quite thoughtful!" Cao De agreed quickly without thinking much.

The three of them reached a consensus and stared fiercely at the front.

Monk Huijing said calmly, "I will count to three, and then we will start together."

"Okay, don't run away when the time comes!" Cao De's face was full of vigilance.

"Monks do not tell lies." Monk Huijing responded calmly.

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

As the last number fell, the three of them turned around and ran away at the same time, fleeing frantically in three different directions.

As they fled, they did not forget to look at each other's direction, secretly cursing in their hearts: "Damn it! I knew you had bad intentions!"

Yan Huan was amused by the scene. He jumped off the tiger's back and gently patted Lu Shanjun's butt. "Go ahead. Don't you hate people who turn their backs on you the most?"

"As for the other two, the fox ghost Hu Yan'er and the thief ghost Xu Hao, I'll leave them to you."

At a command, two wisps of black air leaped out of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and flew away at a high speed.

(End of this chapter)