Gu Qingqiao is unclear. Therefore, Lingshan Lingwu is connected with the soul, and most people will not hand over such personal things to others. But in front of him is Mu Xiyuan's master, and Li Yao, a ranger who is known for his fairness and straightforwardness.

Gu Qingqiao stretched out his hand and imagined a pair of knives and handed it to Li Yao.

Li Yao picked up the two knives and put them in front of her eyes, as if they were some kind of precious treasure.

It wasn't until Gu Qingqiao was a little uncomfortable waiting that he seemed to have made up his mind and whispered to Gu Qingqiao: "I heard that you are one of the most outstanding disciples of the Witch Doctor Valley generation. I want to ask you something."

Gu Qingqiao was stunned. Li Yao has been famous for a long time. As an elder of Moyun Mountain, he is far ahead of himself in terms of life experience and realm cultivation. Even if he really has something to ask for advice, he should be the master of Gu Qingqiao, but now he says he wants to ask for advice. This junior, he really looked down on him too highly.

Although there are doubts, Gu Qingqiao did not dare not to listen, so he had to take two steps forward.

At this moment, there was a "squeak" outside the window, and it seemed that someone was approaching.

"Who?" Gu Qingqiao suddenly felt his heart skip a beat, and an inexplicable fear suddenly hit his heart. He walked quickly to the window, first glanced outside through the crack of the window, and confirmed that he found nothing, then opened the window and looked at the yard outside.

The courtyard was silent, except for the sound of cicadas in the distance.

Gu Qingqiao breathed a sigh of relief and was about to turn his head when a strong wind suddenly hit behind him.

Li Yao did not know when he was behind him, still holding his pair of machetes. At this time, his eyes were scattered, but his skills were still very strong. Using the knife as a sword in his right hand, he slashed towards Gu Qingqiao's throat. What kind of skill is a swordsman who has been famous for 20 years. Even this kind of scimitar from the Western Regions is extremely difficult to control without a specific sword technique; even if Li Yao is not good at using a sword, the power of this cutting should not be underestimated.

The machete drew an arc in the air. Although Gu Qingqiao sensed it for a moment in advance, there was only enough time for him to dodge back a little. The knife still slid across his left shoulder and chest, his clothes were broken, and blood spattered three feet. .

The blood sprayed on Li Yao's face, the movement of his hands suddenly paused, his scattered eyes condensed for a moment, and then, in Gu Qingqiao's terrified eyes, a blue totem climbed up his cheek.

Li Yao's cheeks were twisted, and her hands were still attacking Gu Qingqiao, but she seemed to have lost her mind, her footsteps were chaotic, and her movements were disorderly.

Gu Qingqiao had already retreated from the window to the corner of the wall. At this time, his machete was not there, and he could not resist it with his empty hands. Fortunately, he saw a dagger on the table, so he grabbed it in his hand, while preventing Li Yao from rushing again. Come over, while figuring out how to get out the door.

Li Yao's face turned pale, with cold sweat dripping from her head, holding Gu Qingqiao's double knives as if she were drunk. Suddenly he shouted and rushed towards Gu Qingqiao, but unexpectedly tripped over a fallen chair and fell to the ground.

Gu Qingqiao took the opportunity to run to the door.

Just when he was about to go out, he suddenly heard Li Yao's violent breathing, mixed with a faint "Don't go!"

He turned around suspiciously.

Li Yao's breath was disordered, and she seemed to be desperately suppressing something. Holding the table with one hand, she tried to get up with difficulty, and seemed to have regained her sanity.

Gu Qingqiao slowly approached him, and seeing that the machete had been thrown on the ground by him, he hurriedly recited a formula to put it away, and then carefully helped Li Yao up.

Li Yao took a deep breath, sweat dripping all over her face. He grabbed Gu Qingqiao's hand holding the dagger, and the cold and sticky palm made Gu Qingqiao tremble. With a sound of "bass", the sharp dagger came out of its sheath, and Li Yao took Gu Qingqiao's hand and pressed the dagger's tip with a cold light to her heart.

"You, what are you doing?" Gu Qingqiao tried his best to withdraw his hand in shock, but Li Yao's hand was so strong that he couldn't withdraw it. The tip of the knife trembled, but it cut Li Yao's shirt.

Li Yao's whole body was shaking, and her voice was so hoarse that she couldn't hear it clearly. He held Gu Qingqiao's hand firmly, and tapped his chest with the tip of the dagger.

After the initial panic, Gu Qingqiao returned to calm. Seeing Li Yao's behavior, he realized that he did not commit suicide, but wanted to do something by himself.

He tentatively stretched out his other hand and gently pulled the clothes off Li Yao's chest. It felt that the strength of Li Yao's grip on his wrist was much lighter, and he knew that he had guessed correctly.

The placket was pulled open, revealing the man's solid chest. Just under the skin at the mouth of the heart, something is squirming.

Li Yao still held Gu Qingqiao's wrist and made a pick with the tip of the dagger.

As a disciple of the Witch Doctor Valley, Gu Qingqiao is naturally very familiar with the matter of casting gu seeds, but most of the gu he sees are small and small. Taking a silver needle and sticking the medicine into the skin, the worm can be drawn out, and now Li Yao's chest The Gu worm was so big, Gu Qingqiao couldn't help but be startled.

Li Yao tapped a few big acupoints on his chest. At this time, all the spiritual power in his body was concentrated in his heart, forcing the Gu worm to have nowhere to escape. Gu Qingqiao held a dagger and slashed towards that piece of skin. The flesh was rolled up, blood poured out, and Gu Qingqiao stretched out his fingers to catch the Gu worm.

Gu worm instinctively sensed danger, turned his head and drilled into his muscles.Gu Qingqiao immediately stretched his hand deep into the wound, his fingers slipped in the thick blood, clumsily chasing the Gu worm.

Li Yao's face became even paler, and the cold sweat on his face dripped onto Gu Qingqiao's arm, but he didn't say a word.

The wound got bigger and bigger, Gu Qingqiao's hand sank deeper and deeper, almost touching Li Yao's beating heart, and finally caught the fat Gu worm.He pinched the struggling bug with his fingers, and carefully dragged his hand out of Li Yao's chest.

Both let out a long breath.

Li Yao took the Gu worm from Gu Qingqiao's hand. The worm was dying now, but it still opened a big mouth with thin fangs, trying to bite Li Yao's fingers.Li Yao pointed hard, pinched and threw it bitterly, and the Gu insect snapped and turned into a small pool of dirty blood on the ground.

"Thank you so much for today!" Li Yao smiled at Gu Qingqiao with a hoarse voice finally able to speak.