Sun Wuxia subconsciously shot at the opponent, and his spiritual power surged out, but he fluttered in the air!
The person in front of him suddenly disappeared without a trace.
Instead, there was a constant whisper in the ear.
"Sun Lang, you make me sad. You clearly said that you like someone, but now you want to kill me. It turns out that you are just a good dragon, and all your liking is just talk!"
"Do you know what will happen to the person who loses me?"
"Just like him, ignited by ghost fires, wailing, begging for mercy, and disappearing into ashes, all filth will eventually be washed away."
The faint female voice was intermittent, no matter how Sun Wuxia resisted, it was pervasive.
It was too late for him to save him. The ghostly blue flame quickly eroded away all the flesh. Uncle He Bai only had a skeleton that was still struggling in the blue fire.
Sun Wuxia never imagined that his uncle could be regarded as a quasi-grandmaster's cultivation, and he was directly involved in this ghost fire, and there was no flesh and blood.
Uncle Shi's screams were mixed with the woman's quiet words, causing Sun Wuxia's mind to be confused.
When the blue ghost fire met the sword light, it spread out on both sides, then gathered on the other side, and floated towards Sun Wuxia.
"The evildoer pretends to be a ghost, get out of here if you have the ability!"
Sun Wuxia shouted, his voice echoing in the forest.
In response to him, only the woman's endless whispers.
"As expected, men are all heartless men. There is no good man in the world, including you, Sun Lang!"
"Since you don't like me, return everything I gave you!"
"Sun Lang, look, what is that?"
When there was a clang, there was movement, and Sun Wuxia couldn't help but follow the sound.
The food box just now fell to the ground and scattered, and Hei Buliuqiu rolled out of it.
Where is the braised lion's head, it is clearly the leftovers mixed with mud and sand, a few rotten vegetable leaves wrapped in black things, and a stench hits his face, Sun Wuxia almost vomited.
He remembered that he had drank someone's hot tea in the villa just now, and only felt a fishy smell in his throat that went straight to the taste, and the smoke filled his mind with nausea.
behind!
The alarm bell rang out, Sun Wuxia couldn't look back, his body suddenly swept forward a few steps, and then he swung his sword and slashed!
Fellow Daoist Chi appeared in the faint blue fire, smiled at him, was torn apart by the sword light, and soon reunited not far from him.
"Sun Lang, why did you change your face so quickly?"
The other party said quietly, with a sad and pitiful expression.
This face once moved Sun Wuxia's heart, but at this moment, he was only full of resentment.
But the opponent made a tricky move, and there was no way to speculate. With Sun Wuxia's cultivation, he was not an opponent at all. If he couldn't beat him, he could only choose to run.
Running is not easy.
The other party was not in a hurry to kill him, but regarded him as a game of cat and mouse, playing with applause, letting him run all the way, and then suddenly showing up, leaving Sun Wuxia exhausted and helpless.
The sword in Sun Wuxia's hand is the treasure of his master's family. This time, when he went down the mountain to practice, the master's family intends to hold him out, let him show off at the Thousand Forests Conference, and let his uncle He Bai accompany him. , Who would have guessed that the group would be smashed into the sand in the small town without success
The road under my feet was pitch black, and the fog and the late night made it impossible to see at all.
Sun Wuxia's footsteps were messy and staggering. He didn't realize that his spiritual power was draining at a certain speed. At first, the ghosts behind him didn't dare to get too close, but gradually he became more fearless. The ghosts lingered around him, and sometimes suddenly rushed up , Sun Wuxia dodged several waves of attacks in succession, and finally lost his balance. Seeing the ghost fire falling on his head, he was half a step slower, and it was too late to swing away with his spiritual power.
Uncle Shi's fate is vivid in his mind, and Sun Wuxia's face is full of fear.
His body was suddenly pushed by a huge force, and he involuntarily rolled to the side, just dodging the ghost fire, and was dragged to his feet again.
"Come with me!"
Familiar voice.
Sun Wuxia couldn't help but raise his head.
It was Fellow Daoist Chi who dragged him forward and ran wildly!
"you… "
Sun Wuxia was shocked and almost shook off the opponent's hand.
"Don't move! The fox spirit pretends to be me with the trick of fox confusion, I am the real Chi Bijiang!"
The girl said sharply.
The two of them ran wildly in the whistling night wind, and behind them was a ghostly fire, which was eerie and terrifying.
"Sun Lang, the real me is behind you, look back!"
"Sun Lang, don't pay attention to her, pay attention to me, okay?"
The female voice lingered, intending to disturb Sun Wuxia's mind, but she seemed to have some fears and did not dare to get too close to them.
"Where are we going!" Sun Wuxia couldn't help but ask.
"Go back to Hongluo Town! There are these ghosts in the town who are afraid. They don't dare to make too much trouble, they only dare to sneak attack at night."
The girl was a little out of strength, her spiritual power was consumed too much, and her face was shockingly pale.
Sun Wuxia remembered what Uncle He said that Daoyou Chi was in poor health, but his status was very noble, so he should not provoke him easily. He refused to listen before because he was confused by the fox spirit because of his obsession, and he also implicated Master He who came to save him. Uncle died.
The ghost fire roared, suddenly breaking through the girl's spiritual barrier, and pounced on them!
Sun Wuxia didn't know where the courage came from, she pushed the girl forward, and resolutely raised her sword to meet her!
"Friend Sun Daoist!"
Chi Bijiang did not expect such a move. Seeing that the young man stood in front of her, swinging his sword to force the ghost fire away, but the blue fire in the forest was faint and looming, and he could occasionally see foxes jumping among the grass.
Ghosts and fox spirits, demons dance wildly, and around a small Hongluo Town, there are chaotic images and strange things.
Are these monsters and ghosts attracted by people intentionally, or are they attracted here for some reason
Chi Bijiang, who originally went to Qianlinhui to accompany the Changning County Lord to Shangzhou Province, never expected to encounter such a big change in Hongluo Town.
Sun Wuxia screamed, the ghost fire bit his arm, and most of his arm was eaten away in a blink of an eye.
Chi Bijiang didn't care that his spiritual power was almost exhausted, and folded his hands together to summon the magic weapon.
An umbrella flew out, the purple light flowed, and the umbrella opened with a swish, repelling the ghost fire.
"Come on!"
Hearing the girl's screams, Sun Wuxia covered her broken arm and didn't dare to delay her stay any longer, she turned around and ran away!
The girl followed closely around him, and the umbrella was spinning rapidly behind them, blocking the ghost fire that was eager to devour them.
The two of them ran wildly, their bodies flying like arrows from a string.
But still not fast enough!
The ghost fire was rapidly approaching them, a large area of blue water, like a clear blue lake, flowing and ethereal, making people reverie, but both of them knew very well that under the cover of this beautiful appearance, it was extremely terrifying damage.
Hongluo Town is so close at hand, the eyes of the two of them light up, and hope is ignited.
His spiritual power was about to be exhausted. Sun Wuxia’s feet were vain, and he fell forward. He lost an arm and it was difficult to maintain his balance.
The ghost fire immediately swarmed up like the rain.
Sun Wuxia turned back suddenly, sweating profusely, and his face was terrified!
Chi Bijiang gritted her teeth, her hands were sealed, and the rainbow umbrella stood in front of Sun Wuxia in an instant, but she herself opened her door wide and had no defense!
…
The entrance of Huichun Hall in Hongluo Town.
Across a threshold, the arresting head stared closely at Yun Weisi and Jiufang Changming in the room, daring not to relax at all.
In his eyes, the two people in front of him are already like murderers.
Even if it's not the murderer, it must have something to do with the spirits who have been haunting around this time.
The prisoner held the bell in his hand, and was anxious to deliver the message, constantly looking forward to the arrival of the rescue troops as soon as possible.
Seeing that the two of them had no intention of leaving at all, he was even more certain that the other party was not afraid, which was extremely difficult.
The surroundings suddenly darkened.
The sand rolled into the ground, the black smoke condensed, and suddenly turned into a human shape.
A man covered in black robes appeared beside the arresting head.
Finally came, the prisoner head breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's them!"
He whispered to the black-robed man, and quickly explained the two suspects.
Yun Weisi heard the arresting head address the other party—
Mr Dark.
Does Wanjian Xianzong have such a character
No.
Then how can this Mr. An have the magic weapon of Wanjian Xianzong's communication
And this guy...
Yun Weisi narrowed his eyes.
This man is actually a ghost.
When the black-robed man appeared, crow feathers were flying all over his body, his imposing manner was extraordinary, and the black mist even covered part of his true face under the hood, making people think that it was just because of his surging spiritual power.
In fact, Yun Weisi knew that it was a ghost.
This person has a profound cultivation base, and he must be the leader in ghost cultivation, and even has the level of a master.
Based on their previous cultivation, there is no need to worry about this person, but more than a hundred years ago, the cultivation of the two did not increase but declined. Facing such masters, it is difficult to say the outcome.
"Two gentlemen, please come back to the yamen with me, and wait for the town supervisor's decision!"
With Mr. An around, the arresting head was much calmer. He gave an ultimatum to the two of them. Seeing that they did not intend to capture them, he immediately threw the rope that was originally wrapped around his waist.
If the black rope was alive in the air, it automatically slid towards Yun Weisi, and then wrapped around his wrist.
When Jiufang Changming saw this, he made a move, and pointed to the rope for the sword. If Changming's sword was instructed, it would emerge from the sea of consciousness, and Yunni would break the sun and beheaded!
The magic weapon that he cherished was cut off by the opponent's sword in one fell swoop, and the prisoner was shocked. Just waiting for a reaction, Mr. An had already shot.
His figure disappeared in situ, and the next moment appeared behind Yun Weisi.
The crow feathers flew, and the ghostly energy was surging, directly wrapping the two of them.
This is the unpredictable power of ghost repair!
Compared with the ghost king Linghu You, this Mr. An's shot was even more treacherous and difficult to discern. Yun Weisi and Jiufang Changming felt their bodies lighten instantly, and as far as they could see, they were completely lost.
The head of the prisoner couldn't help but step back several steps. He subconsciously raised his hand to wave away the black fog, but found that he was also swept in at some point. Standing not far or near, he could just see Mr. An and Yun Weisi. The two are fighting.
Dark is the only base color.
The few light sources in the middle come from a few people.
Beside Jiufang Changming, the Changming sword hangs upside down in the air, ready to go.
Mr. An's right hand is facing up, and the black vortex in his palm is flowing slowly. The golden inscription is looming, magnificent and evil, so that the prisoner couldn't help but look at the vortex again and again. Grabbing the palm of his hand, he quickly pulled his mind back.
As for Yun Weisi, his hands are empty, and he has no long objects, only his hands are sealed, and he condenses his spiritual power into a sword.
In the hands of Mr. An, the whirlpool suddenly expanded infinitely, intending to annex Yun Weisi and Jiufang Changming at the same time, Yun Weisi also shot.
"All laws return to the sect, and the soul is in the heart."
With a single order, ten thousand swords came out!
The light shines on Jiuxiao, and the air is full of bullfighting.
The dark and the light are facing each other, stalemate with each other, the dark has the stance of swallowing the world, and a little bit overwhelms Yun Weisi, even if Yun Weisi does not mean to fight, but the opponent's cultivation base is enough to form an absolute advantage.
Chang Mingjian shot towards Mr. An at the right time, trying to break through the thick ghost qi, but Jianguang was immediately surrounded by ghost qi, and the two fell into a passive situation of ambush.
Their spiritual power was always inferior to this Mr. An, unable to completely repel the opponent, and these pervasive ghosts would not easily let go of any chance they saw.
Mr. An has no killing intent, he seems to just want to capture the two of them, so even if the cultivation base is lower than the other, Yun Weisi and the two still have the strength to fight.
But a ghost cult following the town supervisor in Hongluo Town is a very strange thing in itself, and Chang Ming even suspects that this person is the mastermind behind a series of unsolved cases in Hongluo Town.
The golden light followed the ghostly energy and broke through the sword curtain in front of Yun Weisi.
The sword curtain was like a waterfall, and cracks began to appear.
Changmingjian repaired the crack in time, but the ghost qi suddenly expanded and expanded rapidly, exploded, and the sword curtain collapsed!
The black mist rushed towards them, and the two quickly retreated, still unable to avoid being affected by ghost aura.
Chang Ming only felt the cold coming towards his face, his arms, shoulders, neck and neck had been cut by the fierce ghost Qi, and the wounds were oozing blood.
But these are traumatic injuries, and the more troublesome comes from the back—
Countless ghost qi turned into iron chains and flew towards them, no matter how long and horizontal the sword light was, they couldn't cut them. Changming helped Yun Weisi to block the attack behind him, but his wrist was entangled by the ghost chain and iron rope. The latter wanted to break free. Unexpectedly, he was violently pulled by the ghost chain, his body flew up, and the whole person was pulled towards Mr. An involuntarily.
"Come on the sword!" Chang Ming said sharply.
The Changming Sword came along with the sound, and slashed between him and Mr. An!
At this moment, a sudden force inserted into it, not Yun Weisi, but another person!
The other party pulled Chang Ming and flew back, while he himself took the initiative to meet Mr. An.
Mr. An's expression changed, but he suddenly backed away when he had the upper hand.
This person didn't mean to fight him either, he grabbed Chang Ming and shouted Shang Yun Weisi and left.
"Come with me!"
The three disappeared in front of him, but Mr. An had no intention of chasing him at all, and the arresting head couldn't help urging: "Aren't you chasing?"
Mr. An was silent for a moment: "It's getting dark, and the fox spirits are about to appear on a large scale. Let's go back first."
The prisoner was about to say more, but he saw Mr. An turned around and disappeared into the black mist, with dark lines on the corner of his robe, leaving endless deep marks in the eyes of the prisoner.
He only knew that Mr. An was beside the town supervisor and was used as his left and right hands, and he was very useful, but he didn't know the details of Mr. An's origins. Rather, it's even more suspicious.
Thinking of this, the prisoner head secretly shook his head with a wry smile, and dispersed the people who were watching the lively outside.
"What are you looking at, go home quickly, it's getting dark, and the monsters are coming out again!"
The onlookers scattered in a hurry, and the two corpses in the remaining pharmacy were still lying on the ground. The arresting head was unable to do so, so he asked his left and right men to help transport the corpses onto the cart and push them to the yamen.
The gloomy sky still had a hint of blood red, and the prisoner raised his head, only to feel ominous.
He didn't know how much misfortune this little Hongluo town would encounter before it could end.
…
Chang Ming was dragged by the man and sprinted forward. Just now, his fighting spirit was rapidly consumed, and he felt that the back of his hand began to scorch faintly again.
Fox poison is about to strike.
This poison is very cunning, always sneaking in when he is injured or weak, eroding his sanity.
His breathing was getting heavier, but he was still trying to suppress himself.
"Sect Master Jiang, don't run away!" Chang Ming shouted to break the identity of the other party.
The man stopped, let go of him, turned around and took off his hat.
Sure enough, it was Jiang Li.
Yun Weisi came immediately behind, and happened to support Changming's waist to help him stabilize his figure.
Jiang Li sighed: "This place is the border of Hongluo Town. We can't go further. Some people have formed a formation to protect this place. If we leave the border, there will be more fox spirits and ghosts."
Yun Weisi said coldly: "Sect Master Jiang killed someone, left, and threw the pot to us, and now it suddenly appears to stir up the water, do you think we dare not shoot at you?"
"No, I originally thought you were suspicious and didn't dare to trust the two fellow Daoists, so I tried all kinds of tests, but I didn't expect that the shopkeeper and the staff would die unexpectedly. This is my fault. The destruction will bring peace to Hongluo Town. However, there are many hidden doubts involved, and I suspect that some people have colluded with the fox spirits and ghosts inside and outside, resulting in blood here and there."
More than a hundred years ago, Jiang Li was full of high-spirited spirit and confident in his gestures. Even if the unsolved case in front of him made him look worried, it did not detract from his handsome demeanor. Chang Ming and Yun Weisi, and Yun Weisi were also looking at him.
"I wonder if the two fellow Taoists are willing to believe me and help me unravel the mystery in front of me?"
Yun Weisi was noncommittal: "You also believe us?"
Jiang Li: "I believe that you are outsiders and have nothing to do with everything that happened here before and after. That's enough."
Yun Weisi: "You talk about it first."
Jiang Li thought for a while: "You guys are not very strange, why am I here as a sitting room doctor, let's start from there."
Yun Weisi looked sideways at Chang Ming.
"Are you OK?"
Yun Weisi only felt that the skin in his hands was hot, even through his clothes, he could feel the heat in his palms, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"It's okay." Chang Ming suppressed the strangeness in his heart that was aroused by the fox poison, took a deep breath, and kept his face calm.
Even if he loses his memory, he is still the very determined Jiufang Changming.
However, this time he was willing to let Yun Weisi approach and see his weakness—
Instead of being ruthless and ruthless like before, separating everyone from far away, like in the clouds, like the mountains, out of reach.
Immortals are ruthless, but they are moved by people.