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"Little Junior Sister!"

Song Changqing looked at the girl who appeared next to her with bright eyes, and made a surprise call.

She still carried the chill of returning from the evil spirit of Yin, and her hair seemed to be contaminated with moisture, and she firmly supported the limp old Taoist priest in her arms.

Young General Song Qing supported the old Taoist priest and sat back on the ground, the spiritual power drilled out of her palm and penetrated into the old Taoist's back vest.

Help him sort out the disordered veins and blood qi.

After a while, as the spiritual energy in the veins straightened out and the blood qi cleared, the old Taoist priest who had been sallow-faced quickly recovered a bit of lustre, his eyelids blinked, and his eyes slowly opened.

"Qing--" He was hoarse, and grasped Song Qing's small wrist tightly with his backhand, as if afraid that she would slip away and disappear again, staring at the person in front of him with good eyes:

"Qing Xiao——"

The wrists held under the palms were warm and cold, as if still carrying the chill of the night breeze, and the spiritual power of the ice element escaped from her, causing the old Taoist's heart to fall back to its original place.

Only now did he confirm that Song Qingxiao had indeed returned, and it was not an illusion.

First, he took a long sigh of relief in his heart, and when he was relieved, there was a kind of happiness that was lost and recovered, his eyes moistened, and then his brows pierced, and he shouted:

"What's the matter with you girl?"

When the old Taoist thought of her previous behavior of not listening to her words and insisting on breaking into the fog, he suddenly became angry again:

"Didn't I say that the mist is so dangerous that you don't want to go?"

When he thought of the previous scene, he was terribly afraid, his thin body trembled violently, and he grasped the wrist in his palm tighter:

"Why don't you listen to the master?"

Song Qingxiao dared to step into the red mist, and naturally had the confidence to retreat from it.

Although her estimation was wrong, something went wrong in the middle, which caused her to be almost trapped in the dreamland of a hundred years ago, but fortunately, she got out of the trap in the end.

She has become accustomed to fighting alone, without concern.

At this time, hearing the old Taoist's loud rebuke, he felt unfamiliar, but because of the unconcealed worry and love in his eyes, he could not refute.

On the contrary, Song Changqing couldn't help feeling a little unbearable when he heard the old Taoist curse.

He looked at the old Taoist priest several times, and then saw Song Qingxiao looking down and listening obediently. He had no heart, and begged:

"Master, stop scolding."

He said loudly:

"Little Junior Sister finally came back, let her rest for a while."

It's okay for Song Changqing not to speak. As soon as he spoke, the fire from the old Taoist priest immediately aimed at the big apprentice:

"Blame you!" He was reluctant to scold the youngest disciple, and had no scruples about this big disciple:

"You have followed her in small things and spoiled her lawlessly, and now you dare to do such a desperate thing!"

The more he talked, the hotter he got:

"After this matter, I return to Yunhu Mountain. I will punish you well!"

"Blam me, blame me."

Song Changqing received the blame, and was not angry. He smiled slyly, and then his expression was dim:

"If you can return to Yunhu Mountain, the master will not punish me, but just hit me, I will be very happy."

"You..." When the old Taoist heard this, he seemed to have been stabbed in his weakness, his voice was stagnant, and sadness appeared in his eyes. The ignited anger seemed to be poured into a basin of cold water by someone, and disappeared at once. It's all done.

"I don't care about you anymore." He said angrily, his dim eyes flashing like water:

"Anyway, everyone has grown up, and they have their own opinions, and they don't want to listen to me."

"Master, don't say such things..."

When Song Changqing saw him look sad, he was anxious and admitted his mistake:

"I said the wrong thing and upset you, don't be angry with me."

While he was speaking, he went to see Song Qingxiao, winked at her, and motioned her to say nice things to coax the old Taoist priest.

"Master, why are you angry?" Song Qing tilted his head, somewhat puzzled:

"I can go into the fog, so I am sure of coming back, so before I leave, I promised you that I will definitely come back."

Now that she has indeed returned safely and fulfilled her promise at the time, why is the old Taoist so furious?

She was obviously very disobedient. She ventured into the fog and frightened the old Taoist priests to be uneasy. She has been in terror until now, but now she asks herself why she is angry with such an innocent expression.

The old Taoist's eyelids jumped sharply, and the blood energy that he had finally calmed down began to writhe again.

But her eyes were so clear, and her familiar eyebrows were enlarged with one hand, watching her grow like this little by little.

It's just that the delicate and charming expressions in the eyes of the past have been swept away, becoming calm and calm, as if suddenly sensible overnight.

At this moment, she tilted her head to look at herself, and when she was incomprehensible, she could vaguely see the shadow of the past, which made the old Taoist feel soft, and she was still willing to be angry with her.

"Oh, you girl." He was angry at her for being disobedient, and hated himself for being cruel to her:

"Shen Zhuang is very fierce. You venture in, and your big brother and I are not by your side. If you are in danger, who will save you?"

As he talked, he felt sad again:

"I don't ask you what happened, and don't want to know about other things, but you have to remember that the master is only you, your senior brother, and your second senior brother!"

Yunhushan cultivated Taoism in the same vein, and the old Taoist priests had cut off the lay **** since they first entered the door that day.

The three disciples raised are all taught hands-on. They are really closer than the flesh-and-blood father and son.

"Except for your second brother who only went up the mountain when he was older, you and Changqing were both brought up by me little by little."

Her fate was ill-fated, and she was abandoned by her parents on the day of her birth. It was the old Taoist priest who took pity on her and adopted her under the Yunhu Mountain, where she has been caring for her to this day.

"If you have any shortcomings, how can I go back alone and face the ancestors of Yunhu Mountain?"

The veteran Taoist had a restrained temperament and could not say anything sensational, so he had no choice but to stand up and teach:

"You have to promise the master not to leave without permission. After Shen Zhuang's affairs, you must follow me back to Yunhu Mountain!"

"Why did you go back alone?" Song Qingxiao did not answer his words, but noticed the meaning of his words:

"Even if I enter the Red Mist, there are still seniors."

Song Changqing glanced at her, grinned, showing white teeth:

"Yes, Master, isn't the junior sister in your eyes, am I not? I'm still by your side."

"Go, go, go!"

The old Taoist could not understand the appearance of his hippie smiling face and scolded him several times, but at this time Song Qingxiao returned, and the two apprentices were accompanied by his side, and he couldn't help feeling extremely happy.

After making his face hard for a while, he couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth, revealing a hint of smile.

"Yes, old fairy, it is a blessing for your disciple to return safely now."

Aunt Wu was busy exporting to make a round, and everyone else also said congratulations.

In such a lively atmosphere, everyone seems to have forgotten most of the fear they had in the past few days, and immersed in the festive atmosphere.

Song Qingxiao was able to return safely, not only was the old Taoist happy, but the others on the boat were also very happy.

After all, Shen Zhuang’s journey has only been halfway there, and so many things have happened. It can be said that everyone has died in nine deaths, and it has finally been difficult to save their lives.

While on the road, Song Qingxiao's extraordinary supernatural powers even overwhelmed the old Taoist priests.

She chased the red-clothed faceless female ghost into the red mist, and now she can return safely, showing her ability.

To be able to have such a strong character to support in such a dangerous environment, it is natural for everyone to feel at ease, of course, I don't want anything to happen to her.

As everyone talked and laughed, the old Taoist priest was also full of smiles by everyone's compliments.

After a while, he seemed to wake up, thinking of something:

"By the way, after you entered the red mist, what crisis did you encounter?"

He stared at Song Qingxiao:

"I was in a trance a few days ago, and always heard your call to me, please help me."

The veteran Taoist himself was injured, and he was worried about her situation.

If it weren't for Song Qing's small star formation on the ship, his injuries at the time would not be enough to resist the evil corpses who climbed onto the ship, and all the people in the ship would have to die here.

"A few days ago?" Song Qingxiao felt a little curious when he heard what he said, and asked.

"Yeah." Song Changqing nodded, carefully serving the old Taoist priest and sitting cross-legged, before repliing:

"You have been in that fog for seven days, don't you remember?"

After he finished speaking, he briefly told Song Qingxiao what had happened on the ship in the past few days.

After the red-robed faceless female ghost appeared, the red fog appeared, the river water was red, Song Qingxiao entered the fog, and the evil corpse that sank into the river bottom attacked the ship, fiercely fierce.

At the beginning, Song Qingxiao left because she disembarked, and everyone was worried about her safety as well as their own safety.

It was strange to say that the star formation was extremely stable even after she left, blocking these endless corpses and saving everyone's lives.

But the number of corpses at the bottom of the lake was astonishing and countless. It was really scary to crawl out wave after wave for several days.

The veteran Taoist himself was injured. He was worried about the situation on the ship and felt uneasy when he heard Song Qingxiao's call for help in a trance.

Until the seventh day later, a strange white light appeared and pierced the sky.

Wherever the white light went, the red mist was swept away.

The corpses on the ship were also encircled and suppressed by this momentum, and were wiped out.

Bai Mang tore the river water and cut it into the bottom of the river. Since then, the sound of killing, war drums, and horns that have been ringing for seven days has ceased in an instant.

The blood in the water gradually settled down, and those corpses were shocked by this aura, and as if they had lost the call of war drums and horns, they finally did not reappear.

"We guessed at the time whether all of this had anything to do with you." Song Changqing said:

"But after waiting for a long time, I still haven't seen you return."

It wasn't until this moment that the old Taoist finally couldn't hold his breath, and began to call non-stop, afraid that Song Qingxiao was lost in the black mist and could not find a way back.

He joked:

"If it weren't for you to come back at this moment, the master said that after waiting for another half day, you will fight to death, and you will also rush out of the stars and get into the black mist to find you."

The old Taoist made no hum, but he did not refute Song Changqing's words. Obviously, he really planned to do so.

There are still many dead bodies on the ship. After losing the nourishment of Yin Qi, they quickly decayed and turned into a pool of black water, staining the black ship even more gloomy.

Everyone was very curious about what happened after Song Qingxiao entered the red mist, but Aunt Wu and others couldn't ask too much, until Song Changqing finished talking about the past few days on the boat, Song Qingxiao pondered for a moment, then said:

"I was trapped in the world a hundred years ago."

"what?"

Song Changqing was shocked when he heard this.

Others felt incredible, even the old Taoist sat up straight and motioned for her to continue.

"After I entered the Red Mist that day, I saw Li Guochao's troops attacking Shenzhuang——"

She briefly talked about the scene of the day, and after she entered the boat, she accidentally hit and rammed into the boathouse of the woman holding the cat and others.

The man who left a shadow on the tragic death of the cat-carrying woman and others turned into immortal zombies, returning day by day.

After she entered the dreamland a hundred years ago, her strength weakened and she turned into an ordinary woman.

In such a situation, even if she downplays it, the old Taoist priest can still imagine the crisis she encountered at the time.

"Until the seventh day, several women cut down the man's head, and their dreams were broken."

Everyone sighed and sighed, and the old Taoist also sighed for a long time:

"In other words, thanks to these women breaking the fear, the dream is broken."

He then thought:

"If these women can't afford courage, have been cowardly, and are at the mercy of fear, wouldn't it be that you will be trapped in a dream and difficult to get out?"

"It's just a short delay."

Song Qing responded indifferently.

At that time, she had already seen the clues. The meat soup to restore strength and the bewitching of another'Song Qingxiao' in her heart were all means to weaken her will and trap her.

Even if a few women still can't awaken, with Song Qing's small strength, one day they will forcefully break the dream, but it will take some time.

The ‘ghost’ behind the scenes cannot hold her back.

However, the cat-carrying woman and others were influenced by her, breaking the fear, not only ended the pain that had tortured them for a hundred years, but also let Song Qing out of the game in advance.

As for Zhang Shouyi, whom she met later, and the agreement between Song Qingxiao and him, she did not mention it again.

Everyone thought it was incredible, the old Taoist was dumb for a while, and then said:

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Song Qing nodded:

"The remnants of Li Guochao are still there, and it is the cause of the blood flow in this place."

After the sound of war drums and horns, the people who died in battle a hundred years ago were affected by the Yin Qi and still couldn't rest in peace.

After hearing these sounds, the corpse buried deep in the river returns again and will attack the ship desperately.

So she shredded the remnants of Li Guochao, so that the group of corpses could finally rest in peace.

At the same time, Zhang Shouyi came out and learned some useful news for him.

"In this way, these people are also pitiful people." The old Taoist exorcised evil spirits and suppressed ghosts for a lifetime, and hated this evil.

But at this time, hearing Song Qingxiao said this, after learning the origin of these evil corpses, he pityed their plight.

"After this incident, I will definitely try to find a way to contact some old friends, come here to do some rituals, to transcend their undead, so that they can rest in peace."

Everyone looked miserable and praised the great merits of the old Taoist priest.

After speaking, there was no corpse blocking the way, and the hull moved heavily. After stopping for a few seconds, the hull moved again and drove forward against the river.

This sudden movement surprised everyone on board.

The veteran Taoist priest, Song Changqing and others hurriedly turned their heads and looked out of the boat, only to see that countless black air appeared again in the river that had already returned to normal.

The black air surrounded the ship, like thousands of tentacles, pushing the hull forward.

"This is the direction to Shenzhuang."

Song Qing took a small look, then immediately recognized the purpose of the boat trip:

"It seems that she can't wait now and wants to send us into Shenzhuang."