Chapter 29 Dispersal

"Is there any method of dispersal recorded in the ancient books?" Renault could tell from Mr. Chen's method of withdrawing his spirit that Zong Yuxuan was probably hopeless, but he still asked with a glimmer of hope.

"Yes." Mr. Chen replied.

"The lead of flesh and blood, use other people's flesh and blood as a lead to let the evil spirit change its host."

Renault also understood that it was one life for another.

It's no wonder that Mr. Chen took back his martial spirit. After all, no one would do it to exchange Mr. Chen's life for the life of a girl he never knew.

"Then is there any other way?" Renault naturally did not intend to exchange his life for his life, so he asked with the last glimmer of hope.

"Yes." Mr. Chen replied.

When Renault heard this, he wanted to go up and punch him. Damn it, why didn't you tell me earlier?

But the above is just Renault's thoughts and has not been spoken out.

Mr. Chen didn't continue to lie, and said: "It is recorded in ancient books that the blood of people with sacred martial spirits can be used to dispel this evil spirit."

"But what the consequences are, there is no record in the ancient books."

"But speaking of it, the evil spirit disappeared from the human race thousands of years ago. I don't know if it was hidden or if it really disappeared."

"It's really unfortunate that this female doll could be contaminated."

"Holy martial spirit?" Wang Feng thought about this sentence carefully in his mind. After all, this matter probably had something to do with him, so it was somewhat unreasonable to just slap his butt and walk away.

"Holy martial spirit? Seraphim? Qianxunji? Qianrenxue? Qiandaoliu?" Wang Feng thought of these names in his mind.

But after thinking about it more carefully, Wang Feng gave up. None of these three people knew each other, so they naturally wouldn't help.

Renault thought the same thing. Neither method worked, so he asked aloud, "Is there any other way?"

"Yes." Mr. Chen replied calmly.

This time it wasn't just Renault who wanted to hit him, even Wang Feng had such an impulse.

But in the end the two did not take action.

Mr. Chen continued: "If this evil spirit has a master, he can use his master's soul power to draw it out of the body and dissipate it."

After listening to Mr. Chen's method, the tense expressions on the two people's faces relaxed a little.

As for the owner of this evil spirit, isn't it Wang Feng?Wouldn't this be easy to handle?

Mr. Chen also realized that the expressions of the two men had softened a little, and he also understood that they were looking for the owner of the evil spirit to save them.

He hurriedly stopped him and said, "Don't go! Others won't be able to save you by then, and they will parasitize you!"

Naturally, Mr. Chen would not have thought that the master of the evil spirit was Wang Feng.

"Don't worry, Mr. Chen. If the Lord of Evil Qi would parasitize me, he would have parasitized me long ago. Maybe even you will follow him," Renault said.

"What do you mean?" Old Chen replied confusedly.

Naturally, Renault was out of revenge, so he gave Mr. Chen a pass and did not answer directly.

"You'll know then."

Wang Feng stepped forward to Zong Yuxuan, took Zong Yuxuan's hand with one hand, and then directly summoned his martial spirit.

A purple-red blurred figure gradually appeared behind Wang Feng. The figure slowly twisted and reorganized.

Finally, a purple-red demon was formed, and the purple-red emitted from this demon quickly covered the white tiles of the medical room.

The entire medical room instantly became a little depressed. I don't know if it was a psychological effect, but there was also a trace of blood smell in the air.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Chen started to tremble again and said: "Devil...Devil."

Wang Feng began to integrate his soul power into Zong Yuxuan's body.

Renault hurriedly stepped aside, fearing that the evil spirit would run into his body. Although this would not happen, he was still afraid.

The mist in Zong Yuxuan's body saw that it was Wang Feng's soul power that was integrated into it, and it floated out of Zong Yuxuan's mouth obediently, and finally dissipated in the air.

The blood color in Zong Yuxuan's fetus slowly recovered.

Mr. Chen also checked Zong Yuxuan carefully and found that apart from the fist mark on his face, there were no other problems.

And this fist mark was nothing to the eighty-level healing soul master, Mr. Chen, and the fist mark disappeared after a while.

Just like this, the farce ended.

(End of this chapter)

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