Sang Tong rushed in front of Sang Yu, covered her slightly open mouth, and shouted: "Don't speak!"
Sang Yu nodded, and Sang Tong exhaled with lingering fear, and let go of his hand.
Ah Miao choked the female ghost's throat and pulled it back desperately.
"ah!"
Murong's neck was bitten by the female ghost, and was pulled by Ah Miao, almost tearing off a piece of flesh.
Hearing Murong's cry of pain, Ah Miao didn't dare to use any force.
Sang Tong glanced at the time on the wall: 11:55.
"Yuwa'er, you carry the old hen and walk in, Ah Miao, you pull the female ghost outside."
"She bit Lord Murong's neck!"
"Pull! Even if you bite off a piece of meat for her, you have to separate them!"
Ah Miao shuddered, and with all her might, she locked the female ghost's neck and dragged her back.
Mu Rong felt his body suddenly become heavier and leaned back.
"Yuwa! Hold it!"
Sang Yu hurriedly took two steps back with the old hen in her arms, and Murong felt someone pulling her fingers again, pulling her body back.
The two opposite forces were frantically pulling, and Murong's expression was very painful, but the female ghost showed no sign of letting go.
Blood flowed down Murong's neck, staining the rags hanging on her body red.
Sang Yu's eyes were red, and she didn't know whether she should continue to back away.
The minute hand on the clock is already very close to the "twelve" position.
There are less than two minutes left, if Mu Rong's true soul cannot return to her place, she will be reduced to a lonely ghost.
Ah Meow's eyes turned red anxiously, and he shouted, "You're shameless, right?"
After finishing speaking, he turned his body sideways, stepped on Murong's shoulder, locked the female ghost's neck with one hand, and pulled the female ghost's hair with the other hand, kicking back hard.
"ah!"
Mu Rong raised his head in pain, and raised his hand to cover his injured neck. Blood gushed out from between Mu Rong's fingers.
The female ghost actually forcibly bit off a piece of Mu Rong's flesh!
However, although the head was pulled away, the limbs were still tightly wrapped around Mu Rong.
Because of being pulled by Ah Miao's hair, her head was forced to lift up, revealing her appearance.
A very young face, not more than thirty years old.
The female ghost had a piece of meat in her mouth, and the lower half of her face was covered in blood.
The unharmonious excitement and ecstasy surged in his eyes, and the strange "cuckoo" sound in his throat made his scalp tingle.
"Yuwa! Hurry up!"
Time, only the last thirty seconds left!
Sang Yu took a few steps back with great effort, and Mu Rong was also led forward a few steps, but what about the female ghost
A section of her scalp was lifted along the bun line, exposing the bright red skin tissue underneath, but her limbs seemed to be rooted, stubbornly locked on Murong's body!
twenty seconds...
"Big sister, hurry up and help!"
fifteen seconds...
Sang Yu cast her pleading eyes on Sang Tong.
Sang Tong left Jin Ling behind, put his left hand in front of his chest, straightened his index finger and middle finger, squeezed the other three fingers together, and chanted loudly: "Disciple Sang Tong, ask the patriarch to give you the demon-slaying sword. Qingfeng, Poyan Soul!"
After reading, Sang Tong raised his left hand high and slashed at the female ghost's arm!
At the same time, he shouted: "Throw the old hen on Murong!"
The female ghost's limbs were all cut off, and the stump fell to the ground, making a scream full of unwillingness.
Mu Rong's back loosened, and his body fell forward.
Losing focus, Ah Miao flew out of the door with a "whoosh" in her arms.
The old hen thumped twice on Murong's body, croaked three times, tilted her head, and died.
twelve o'clock.
"Murong!" Sang Yu's legs gave way, and she fell beside Murong.
Murong opened his eyes suddenly, but his body couldn't help twitching, his beautiful facial features were twisted together, his hands were groping around his body, as if he was suffering some kind of extreme pain.
"Murong, Murong! What's wrong with you? Sister Tongtong, save her!"
Murong's body suddenly bowed upwards, snorted, tilted his head, and did not move.
"Murong!"
Sang Yu hugged Mu Rong's head: "Mu Rong, don't scare me, Mu Rong!"
"Ah!" Ah Meow's cry came from outside the door again.
With a "swish", Ah Miao entered through the wall, pinching the neck of the "human pig" with both hands, holding the female ghost in front of her.
"Big sister, save me, she bit me!"
Ah Miao leaned back, and the female ghost kept waving her severed limbs, but it was missing, so she couldn't touch Ah Miao.
The female ghost had a ferocious face, her bloody mouth opened and closed, as if she wanted to swallow Ah Miao alive.
"Oh my god, Master Murong~ Big Sister! Sang Yu, ah! Hurry up, I can't hold her anymore!"
Sang Tong opened the password box, took out the five emperors copper coin sword and held it in his hand, pasted three yellow talismans on the sword, walked up to the female ghost, and shouted: "God has the virtue of good life, I will give you another chance, if you voluntarily obey the law, I will spare you!"
"Yuwa, bring me a bowl of clean water!"
Sang Yu wiped away her tears, got up from the ground, and brought a bowl of water to Sang Tong.
The female ghost stared at the Five Emperors copper coin sword in Sang Tong's hand, and stopped attacking.
The two sides stood in a stalemate for a long time, and the female ghost spoke first: "You cut me off, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!"
"You are already a ghost. Do you think that resurrecting your soul from a corpse will give you a new life? Oh, it's just adding to your sins. I might as well tell you that resurrecting your soul from a corpse will not exceed seven days at most. After your body rots, you can still come out, but If you take a life, I'm afraid you won't have the chance to be a human!"
"I don't believe it! I've waited for so long, and I finally met someone who is still alive. I can't get an explanation today. Even if I lose my soul, I will make you pay the price."
Sang Tong narrowed his eyes and asked back, "What can you do?"
"Cultivator, I can't do anything to you, and you can't look down on me, you'd better give me a double, or..."
The female ghost cast her resentful eyes on Sang Yu.
With a flash of golden light, the female ghost suddenly had a sword stuck in her chest!
"court death!"
"You will be..."
Before she finished speaking, the female ghost's body started from her chest, and quickly weathered, together with the stumped limbs on the ground, turning into a puff of green smoke.
"Huh~ How disgusting!" Ah Meow shook her hands.
"Sister Tongtong, I heard Brother Hao say that if you let a soul fly away, you will suffer..."
Sang Tong smiled and patted Sang Yu's head: "Yu Wa'er knows that she cares about her sister, that's good; however, my situation is quite special, and it's just a few days of bad luck at most, don't worry, go and see Mu Rong. "
The three of them surrounded Mu Rong, and within a short while, Mu Rong's originally rosy face turned pale as paper, but fortunately, his chest still heaved slightly.
Sang Tong cut Mu Rong's pulse and pressed it for a while.
"Her real soul was hurt too much. After returning to the body, the pain in the soul was concentrated and fed back to the body. The pain exceeded the limit of the body's tolerance, and she passed out."
"Is it life-threatening?"
"Although it is not fatal, the wound on the soul heals very slowly; but the possibility of self-healing is very low for an injury as serious as hers, and it is estimated that a ghost doctor may be needed."
"Sister Tongtong..."
"Hey~ There's no need to rush this matter. She is a ghost doctor with a special status. I don't know if ghost doctors are useful to her. First, take her back to the room and let her sleep well."
After Mu Rong was settled down, Sang Yu saw Sang Tong's tired face, and took her hand: "Sister Tongtong, don't leave tonight, and sleep with me, okay?"
"Then you are not allowed to grab the quilt with me in the middle of the night."
"I won't!"
For the past seven days, Sang Yu was exhausted and fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow. Sang Tong pulled the quilt for her and closed her eyes with a smile.
Early the next morning, Sang Tong made breakfast, explained a few words, and hurriedly left.
Murong slept for three days in a row, and only woke up at noon on the fourth day, but there was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of his eyes.
As consciousness regained consciousness, the pain also came out.
She gritted her teeth, pursed her lips together, furrowed her brows, and tightly clutched the sheet under her body with both hands.
After a while, he supported his body and sat up.
After cleaning the room, Sang Yu came to see Murong as usual, and was pleasantly surprised to find that Mu Rong had woken up and was sitting quietly on the bed.
"Murong~ you're awake!"
"Master Murong is awake?"
Sang Yu squatted in front of Mu Rong and looked up at her: "Do you feel better? Are you still in pain? Are you hungry? Let me cook porridge for you?"
"How long have I been asleep?"
"Three days."
"Has Hao Jiefang been here?"
"No."
…
"Murong, sit down first, I'll cook the porridge."
"Sang Yu."
"Um?"
"Thank you."
Sang Yu stared at Mu Rong, and said seriously: "The one who should say thank you should be me."
She saw: Mu Rong's expression was a little dazed when he heard her thank you, and the feeling in his heart became more and more unspeakable.
It is said that favors are not repaid, but in this world, who is willing to draw such a talisman
Not only did Mu Rong do it, but he didn't even say a word from the beginning to the end, and he didn't even mean to be thanked.
Sang Yu's heart was sour, and she said softly, "I'm going to cook the porridge."
Mu Rong got up, and slowly moved to the door based on memory.
Ah Miao has been guarding the door of the room, looking inside eagerly, seeing Murong standing in the door hesitating, raised a hand to touch the door frame, and then took a step cautiously.
Ah Meow was startled, and a bad premonition flashed through her.
"Sangyu, Sangyu!"
"What's the matter?"
"Master Murong seems to be a little bit wrong, come here quickly."
Sang Yu's hand trembled, almost cutting his fingers, put down the kitchen knife, and walked over quickly.
She saw the scene that broke her heart: Murong's hands stretched out in front of her body, her feet rubbed against the ground and moved forward, her originally deep eyes became lifeless and empty, like a blind man looking for a way.
"Murong... what's wrong with you?"
Murong's steps faltered, he took a breath, let it out slowly, and calmly replied: "My eyes can't see."
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