After Lang Xingchen left, the string of beads sent by Su Sifang to Su Momo flashed for a moment, and slowly withdrew the light that shrouded Su Momo around him, and returned to the plain and ordinary look of ordinary beads.

On the other side, Lang Xingchen slowly found that although he was escaping quickly, he was guided by the bat, because every time the bat passed through the soul body, it gave Lang Xingchen a sense of coldness, so Lang Xingchen instinctively avoided himself from suffering. , To dodge the bats, but unknowingly stepped into the direction of the bat swarm to let Long Xingchen walk, and felt that it was too late when something bad happened.

The full moon hangs in the sky. Theoretically, the power of Long Star as a spiritual body should be endless, but the toxins left by bats passing through the soul body reduce the soul power of Long Star, and her speed becomes slower. She has surrounded her and attacked constantly.

Lang Xingchen was unable to break away from the entanglement of the bat anymore, but had no choice but to dip his hands into his pockets, shake the son-mother bell that has not been used for a long time, and ask for help from Yinchao Hao!

But unfortunately, the sun has already fallen into the night at this time, and the task of invigorating the soul of Shanyang City is not under the jurisdiction of Hao Jiefang. He is betting on people below, not paying attention to the sound of jingling around the waist.

Lang Xingchen felt that as the bats collided constantly, his strength became weaker and weaker. Later, he was almost driven to a place by the bat group.

With a "hula", the bat swarms had spread out, gathered in the midair not far from the Long Stars, and squeezed together.

Lang Xingchen looked around, and he was driven to the suburbs of Shanyang City by these bats. Surrounded by the green mountains hidden in the night, there was a dirt road below, no street lights, and no residents. It looked black.

The vision of ghosts is different from that of human beings. Lang Xingchen can clearly see a van parked on the dirt road, emitting blue and green smoke from the car, but this is not an entity, but a grievance of evil magic. I feel somewhat familiar.

She wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but she suddenly suppressed the fear in her mind and forced herself not to escape. Since the other party knew her residence, it was easy for her to run away. What should Su Momo do?

The bats alone are enough to hurt her.

The "things" in the van are obviously directed at oneself, it is better to ask the other party's intentions and look forward to a peaceful solution.

Lang Xingchen did not give up, put his hand in his pocket and shook the bell of mother and son. In a casino in the black market of the prefecture, glittering gold ingots, gold bars, jewelry and other items were placed on the countertops.

The table was crowded with people, and Hao Jiefang sat in the dealer's position, holding a pair of cards nine in his hand.

And those things are piled up in front of the dealer, it seems that Hao Jiefang's luck is not good this time, and he has lost a lot of money.

The ghosts around the gambling table seemed to fall into some kind of mania. They shouted around Hao Jiefang: "Supreme, Supreme, Supreme!"

Hao Jiefang gripped the two cards in his hand, and he did not open it. One day in the sun, ten days in the capital, Hao Jiefang, the old ghost in the Republic of China, had been stranded in the prefecture for more than a thousand years. Hao Jiefang himself I can’t remember how many times he has gambled, even if it is just touched, he can accurately know what the card in his hand is, but he still did not open it immediately. As Long Xingchen used to see, Hao Jiefang saw no shortage of money. For those who lose, he doesn't make a difference. Does he care about winning or losing? No one can say bad.

In the long years of Fendu, Yin Yin will inevitably lose himself, and life is too long... When life is over, all the so-called goals have become jokes, but people, without goals will inevitably be empty.

Among the three prohibitions, only gambling can evoke a certain kind of stimulating emotion and happy feeling in Hao Jiefang's lifetime. Hao Jiefang enjoys this process very much.

He didn't open the card, but to see more of the evil and poor ghosts outside, even if the win or loss of this gamble has nothing to do with them, they are excited to twist, this grotesque world, Only when we find a stranger existence will we feel normal.

Suddenly he heard the copper bell ringing around his waist, the enthusiasm in Hao Jiefang's eyes faded, his eyes regained a trace of clarity, he held a pair of supreme in his hand, he also wanted to see how the dealer deflated after seeing the card, so he took out The phone called Murong.

The casino quieted down in an instant, and Hao Jiefang was just the bottom of Yindu, but in this black market, he was able to stomping his feet and there was an earthquake.

When Yin Yin has a Yin Feng, it is immortal and jumps out of the existence of reincarnation, but most of these ghosts are people who were not good or evil during their lifetime. Hao Jiefang's hands.

"Hey, are you busy?"

There was a muted voice from Mu Rong at the end of the phone, saying lightly: "What's the matter?"

"Well, my Eun Gonglang stars summoned me. I have something on hand now that I can't get away. You can help me to see if there is something to give me a call."

"Yes." Although he agreed without hesitation, there was still a sense of inhumanity in his voice.

Hao Jiefang smiled and continued: "When you are okay, can you give me a mobile phone at the Engong branch? It is very inconvenient to contact."

"Ok."

Hanging up the phone, Mu Rong did not delay for a second, took out the Soul Hunter, meditated on the names of Lang Xingchen, and then flew away like the wind with the green light spot.

Hao Jiefang hung up the phone, looked up at the dealer, and said, "I want to raise."

"This... doesn't seem to be in compliance, but since Lord Hao speaks, there's nothing wrong with it, what do you want to add?"

"It doesn't make much sense to just gamble money, I want to add another arm."

There was a burst of exclamation in the crowd, and then it became more intense like a fryer.

The dealer’s face was white, he couldn’t afford to offend Hao Jiefang, and even if the ghost was missing his arm and broken leg in the prefecture, it would grow again when the wind blows, but the pain of the broken limb is not less, but it is very exciting Many brutal evil spirits in their lifetime like to gamble.

"Okay, just follow Lord Hao."

Hao Jiefang opened the cards in a handful of ghosts, and the Supreme Killed.

Immediately, Hao Jiefang's dog legs moved the gold and silver in front of the dealer, and some people shot a machete at the gaming table, urging Hao Jiefang to hurry up and beg for color.

Hao Jiefang held a big knife and laughed loudly, but Yangjian was a different situation.

...

A middle-aged man came down from the van with a greasy ponytail, a finger beard on his lips, and a shirtless shirt.

The upper body of the man exposed to the air was covered with tattoos, patterns, and words that Lang Xingchen could not understand.

Lang Xingchen's pupils shrank, and under the ghost's eyes, the man was blue, fierce, and the gas field was cold, and he could no longer be regarded as a human.

The man actually had a pair of yin and yang eyes. He looked up at Long Xingchen and said in a blunt Mandarin: "Come down and talk."

Lang Xingchen dared to fall in front of the man, but kept a relatively long distance, looking at the man in silence.

Lang Xingchen is in a state of confusion now, and she finds that her mind-reading of all kinds of spirits has no effect on this man...

The man laughed and opened the pendant between his necks. With a snap, the pendant contained a picture of a woman. Lang Xingchen understood who the man was.

That woman... it was in Zhang Shitou's case that she almost wanted her and Zhang Shitou's lifeless white elephant female spirit!

If it was not the time when Hao was liberated, he might have been gone!

"I have no guilt with you, you... why did you get me here?"

"There used to be no grudges, but you asked someone to make a gap in my hard-working spirit, and it broke me again, and it almost caused me to be repulsed. There is not an old saying in your flower cultivator. Xiangfeili, I come to you to ask for compensation."

"She is going to kill us first, we are just out of self-defense, and I have nothing to pay you."

The man nodded: "You don't have any value, the soul that doesn't even have a ghost heart, nor the qualification to be refined, but there is something in you that I am very interested in."

Lang Xingchen subconsciously raised his hand to cover his chest. The most valuable thing in her body was the Youyang book, which was transformed into a half-hearted ghost.

Lang Xingchen's face was a little ugly and silent.

The man continued: "Give it to me, I promise I won't embarrass you, otherwise, if..."

"Otherwise?" An icy voice came over Lang Xingchen's head. The next second struck a black robe. Murong with a cold face fell from the sky and fell beside Lang Xingchen.

Lang Xingchen was like seeing a savior and shouted: "Murong!"

Murong nodded slightly, staring at the man in front of him, looking at the spell on him, and also not ignoring the restless bats in the sky.

Hao Jiefang whispered to Murong the origin, purpose and purpose of his appearance. Murong snorted coldly and turned his wrist. A white feather duster appeared in the slender and slender hands. Lang Xingchen shivered. The thing Mu Rong holds is the ultimate trick in the three magical instruments of Yin-Yang-the soul wand.

All souls will have an instinctive fear when they see it. Even though Lang Xingchen has Youyang Shu's body protection, she still moved a step aside and opened the distance between him and Murong.

Murong stared at the man and said, "Here is a flower cultivator. It's not my turn to succumb to evil spirits in other countries. I am a cult student of death, and I am instructed to protect all the souls of Shanyang City. Even the ghost of the flower cultivator does not take turns. To foreigners bullying."

Lang Xingchen never imagined that he is not close to human beings, without love, and the cold and cold Mu Rong can say such a series of awe-inspiring words. If it is not a critical situation, Lang Xingchen can’t help but Murong. A shadow.

The man narrowed his eyes, and he saw that the magic weapon in Murong’s hands was amazing, but this time he dared to return to the flower planter.

Last time, his head was broken by Su Sifang, and was almost repulsed by evil things. After returning, he raised it for a long time before recovering. However, although he embarked on evil cultivation, he was very senior in the White Elephant Kingdom. His master It is one of the four surviving kings of Baixiang Kingdom, a monk living Buddha worshiped by thousands of people.

After returning to the White Elephant Kingdom, he went to Shimen to cry and reversed the black and white, saying that the monk of the flower cultivator almost abolished his cultivation practice. Although the Dharma King knew that his apprentice had stepped into the evil path, it was also the best way to protect the shortcomings and clean up. The portal is not for others to do, let alone the monks of other states?

So people ordered to lift the golden Buddha of tens of thousands of jin, and took out the large scripture that had been under the golden Buddha for decades and was blessed by the power of faith. This scripture was a huge yellow cloth. The cloth is full of Mahayana scriptures of the White Elephant Kingdom, which was written by the Dharma King in his own blood after the temple was built.

This is the treasure at the bottom of his box. The reason why he chose this scene to support the apprentices is that Bai Xiangguo claimed to be a Mahayana, thinking that the foreign nations are all minors and supported the scene for the apprentice. The second is that this scripture is a very powerful weapon, but it does not possess any offensive abilities. It only protects its apprentices from injury, but it cannot be used for evil.

The Dharma King knows his own disciples' temperament, this scripture is most suitable.

But even a scalpel that saves lives can become a weapon of murder in the hands of a villain.

This evil repair has a scripture to save life, and confidence has greatly increased. There are evil things in his hands that can instantly take human lives.

The man worried about Murong’s sudden trouble, and said with a smile: "I have something, please ask for a glance." Then he took the volume of scripture from the van and shook it out under Murong's gaze.

A golden light burst forth, illuminating half of the dirt road, which was invisible to the naked eye, but Lang Xingchen and Murong could see clearly.

Murong himself can also spread the wall, and at a glance, he recognized the power of this thing.

After all, Murong is young, and his temperament is simpler, but Lang Xingchen can understand people's hearts. She shouted: "Murong, hit him quickly!"

Mu Rong stunned slightly, but tightened the soul-stirring stick in his hand but did not shoot. Although the person in front of him was evil repair, after all, it was a living person, and there were laws in the land.

Unless this man strikes them first, Murong doesn't want to hurt him...

"Murong! He is a plan to slow down!" Lang Xingchen's anxious voice rose again, but it was too late...

As the scriptures spread out, the middle-aged man sat cross-legged on the scriptures, and then they laughed at Mu Rong: "Little Yin Yin, what can I do? Go!"

The man read a spell and screamed with a bat swarm. Mu Rong squeezed his soul wand in one hand and led Lang Xingchen in one hand.

"Useless, these bats are alive, they can pass through our souls, but we can't help them!"

"not necessarily."

Mu Rong narrowed his eyes and said, "Hiding behind me."

Then hold the Soul Stick in the right hand, and the Soul Chain is sacrificed in the left hand. The Soul Chain does not need to be controlled by Murong. It has already danced like a dragon.

A bat flew in front of Murong. Murong waved his soul-stirring stick and only heard the sound of "poo". The bat turned into "two" but only one was an entity, and the other vague was the bat's "soul". The soul wand sticks into the bat's soul like cut tofu. The bat can't even flutter, and the soul will be wiped out, and it loses the soul's body, just like a broken kite dropped to the ground and stopped moving.

"My God, handsome!" Lang Xingchen praised.

All things in the world have spirits. Soul chains and soul wands can directly hit the soul through the flesh.

The Xie Xiu of Bai Xiangguo had expected a long time ago. He unhurriedly pulled a box from the car. After opening, there were a few things covered with red cloth in it, and he took things from the inside. Take it out, put it in front of you one by one, and then opened the red cloth, turned out to be five wood carvings.

Lang Xingchen was confused, but Murong had seen it before, at Sang Tong...

Sang Tong has a wood carving similar to these, in which there is a little girl named Dan Dan named Dan Dan.

Dan Dan was the daughter of Sister Tong's sister, but was arrested by evil repair because of the special character of birthday, and later became a ghost. Sister Tong's sister forcibly took the price of her own smoke and extinguished her, and forcibly detained her daughter's soul. Soul, so that Dan Dan will not become a monster without humanity, looking forward to her one day to be a man again.

Dan Dan was fostered at Sang Tong. Don’t look at Dan Dan when he was only 5 or 6 years old, but his ability is very amazing. He once ate a drought that had not been formed, and even Hao Jiefang, who had been a poor man for more than 100 years. A bit scared of Dan Dan.

Sang Tong once said that it is very cruel to refine a ghost with a living person. Dan Dan still has a soul and a soul in her body, so Yin Yin can help her. To some extent, Dan Dan is a failure. The real ghost made is not soulful, it is a collection of resentment, resentment, and hatred, and the magical instruments are useless to them.

"Lang Xingchen, you are coming to my house, call Sang Tong, hurry!"

One "failure" Dan Dan is already terrifying, not to mention five?

The angry flames were beating in Murong's eyes. These five statues... are five lives alive! And refining this kind of thing is not successful every time, and I don’t know how many talents have been harmed to become these five.

At this time, Murong had no mercy for the evil repair of the white elephant country, even if the other party was a living person...

However, Mu Rong had a mission to save his mother and did not dare to harm the lives of the living people. She could only call Sang Tong to grab this person and hand it over to the Special Incident Handling Bureau to rule him by law!

"What about you? Doesn't matter?"

"Go!"

Lang Xingchen did not dare to delay, and immediately urged to fly in the direction of Xinxin's home.

"Want to run?" The man had scratched his finger and quickly tapped his blood on the five statues. Five figures appeared next second.

All the young women, everyone has a big belly, Mu Rong's eyes are split, and the crown is angry!

Five little ghosts, ten lives, one corpse and two lives are the most resentful and the most powerful!

Mu Rong once saw a female ghost with two dead bodies and turned into a red ghost in just a few minutes.

The man of Baixiangguo commanded in Baixiangguo language: "You two, go get me the ghost that escaped, and live! As for the three of you, kill this shame!"

With a whine, the two figures were like arrows off the string, chasing them in the direction where the stars disappeared.

Murong Yuan rounded the chain of soul locks, tied one of the female ghosts' waists and pulled the people back, but the other Murong was really helpless and could only watch her chase the stars.

"I'm going to die myself, and I still care about others, kill her!"

The voice fell, not even a second. The three female ghosts had already rushed to Murong. Murong dragged the chain of souls and smashed one with the ghosts on the chain, and then hit one with the soul-hitting stick. But the last female ghost Murong failed to escape.

With a puff, Mu Rong's arm was scratched, Yin Yin's black robe was scratched, and a blood gap appeared on Murong's arm.

Resentment, resentment and hatred are common to everyone, even the soul can be hurt.

Mu Rong stepped a little higher, flew high, took out a Soul Rune and attached it to his wounds, facing the four refining ghosts, even Yin Yin was not their opponent, and Murong did not dare to fight with them. Hard and tough, I can only hope that I can compare with the breeze and their speed, waiting for Sang Tong's rescue.

Mu Rong Fei was far away. The man covered his eyes, read a spell, exchanged his sight with the female ghost, and clearly understood the dynamics of Mu Rong and Lang Xingchen.

"My mother! Don't come over!" Lang Xingchen glanced back at the approaching female ghost, and finally could not help shouting.

Fortunately, the moon is shining in the sky, there is the moonlight shining, and the soul power of Lang Xingchen is endless. She almost used all her soul power on the flight, so she barely kept the position of five or six with the female ghost. Distance, but this distance is getting closer...

On the outskirts of the city, Xinxin’s home is not far from here. When Lang Xingchen felt that the female ghost was about to reach her back, she saw the solemn Faguang shrouded in the entire fourth floor. Lang Xingchen’s body burst into shock. The power of once again increased the speed and plunged into the Fa wall.

Long Xingchen passed through smoothly, and the female ghost was not so lucky. Just listening to the "bang" loud noise, the female ghost impacted at full speed was blocked by the Fa wall, but the Fa wall was like a cling film pushed by Distorted.

The position where the female ghost was in contact with the Fa wall was "zizi" smoking black smoke, but the female ghost's face continued to shock without any pain.

Lang Xingchen "Mother" called, rushed to 402, shouted: "Sang Tong, Sang Tong!"

Sang Tong was ready to sleep, and the tears of the bull had already been washed away. Su Sifang, who was still meditating, suddenly opened his eyes and reminded: "Sister Tong, Lord Langshi is looking for you."

Sang Tong impatiently "tipped" and touched the bull's tears and dropped two drops. He looked at Lang Xingchen and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Jianghu rescue, you come with me! The Bai Xiangguo evil Xiu came back last time, Mu Rongzheng fights him, let you go quickly!"

Sang Tong frowned, and saw the female ghost hitting the Fa wall. Sang Tong was terrified: "Refining ghost?"

"This thing is this thing, there are five evil repairs!"

Sang Tong's face changed completely. He ran to the wall and picked up two black lockboxes and rushed out. Even Su Sifang stopped meditating and stood up: "Sister Tong, I will go with you."

"You left to deal with this, what should we do if we all left Yuwa? The Fa Wall can resist for a while, you take Yuwa first, I will give my sister's safety to you, rub a little bit of skin to see how I come back Pack you up!"

Su Sifang quickly stepped forward, grabbed Sang Tong's wrist and shouted, "Sister Tong."

"What are you doing? Don't you know what this thing is? Murong is not their opponent. Murong is dead. How can I explain to Sang Yu!"

Su Sifang firmly grasped Sang Tong's wrist and did not loosen it. A pair of deep, as if he had insight into all eyes, only Sang Tong's reflection.

Su Sifang looked at Sang Tong and said, "Sister Tong, don't use Dan Dan anymore. Your blood is no better than ordinary people. Dan Dan has been nourished by your blood for a long time, and your ability has greatly increased. If you break away from control one day, the first anti-bite The goal is you."

"……I know."

"Also, Mo Yao has to move nine days of Xuan Lei. The power of heaven is too strong and ruthless, hurting the enemy by one thousand and harming himself by eight hundred."

"Depending on the situation, why are you so wordy today, let go!"

Listening to Sang Tong's scolding, Su Sifang's eyes had a trace of helplessness and sorrow. There seemed to be a thousand words but no longer entangled. She let go of her hand holding Sang Tong's arm, and immediately took away the emotion in her eyes. He lowered his eyes and chanted lightly: "Amitabha."

Lang Xingchen withdrew his sight from Su Sifang, and looked at Sang Tong again, not knowing whether it was an illusion. The relationship between this monk seems extraordinary.

Lang Xingchen was good at observing and observing. She read the deep sorrow in Su Sifang's eyes, and vaguely captured Sang Tong's unnaturalness and dodge. She didn't understand... How could the monk, who is solemn and knows all things and has no regrets, feel sad?

I don't understand, why is this decisive and decisive, fierce and fierce demon descendant evading?

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