The ancestor who passed through the book became a villain, and his junior sister gave up on therapy.

"What is that...?"

Everyone fought to the junction of the dark red and light red sky, and a huge monster appeared in their sight.

The thing looked like a butterfly, with blood-colored wings, and its flesh was covered in sarcoma, which looked disgusting.

"Roar!"

With a neighing cry, the ghost hand that had been chasing Senior Brother Lao Sixth earlier had been eaten away.

Senior sister Su Cheng covered her chest and looked at the monster in front of her. The feeling became even stronger: "She seems to be inside..."

"Huh?" Qin Yuan frowned. Before he could say anything, the monster roared again, and then the sarcoma on her body seemed to be beating like a heart.

"Run!" Jiang Qiongmeng shouted, and just as she finished speaking, the tumor exploded, and countless ghostly auras like spider webs entangled everyone.

Hu Zhi tried to break free, but his body felt like it was numbing and stiffening uncontrollably. It was the incompatibility between the soul and the body, resulting in rejection.

"Damn, so you are waiting for us here!"

With noisy curses, they were all swallowed into the monster's body.

"Roar!"

The woman in Qingshang who was carrying Nan Xin fell not far away and watched this scene. Instead of stopping it, she set up a barrier to hide the monster.

"I am not involved in the matter of countless reincarnations. I must make it easier for my good disciple to come today. Everyone of the Ghost Immortal Sect, you should be like headless flies first."

He smiled mischievously, then took off his shoes, and the magic formula formed a soft chair, and he lay down leisurely on it.

"Come on, good disciple!"

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Monster body.

Qin Yuan opened his eyes in confusion: "Everyone...are you okay?"

No one answered, her own echo echoed in her ears, and she seemed to be entering a cave full of sarcoma.

"Hiss..." With the disgusting sound, Qin Yuan instinctively wanted to leave here, but his foot sank into the ground, and the ghost howl hit his ears.

"If I die... my children can live a good life... I am a burden..."

"My son has to pay tuition for his private school. Mom's illness is difficult to cure... I have a father, can we..."

"Boss, I'll do this work. You don't need to find anyone else. You can take care of it then..."

"What..." Qin Yuan pulled his feet out of the ground with force, and the wailing sound slowly disappeared.

This monster has devoured too many sneaky things, and countless resentments have drifted away. Listening too much will only consume your energy and make you lose yourself.

"The beginning of hell..."

Qin Yuan controlled the elder sister's mental power and covered her body with a thin film, leaving her with no direction and nowhere to go.

But she had to start walking first. There was no way out if she stayed where she was.

She moved aimlessly, walking very carefully, trying to avoid the tumors around her.

I don't know how long he walked like this. Qin Yuan bent over, supported his knees, and panted violently.

"Is this a maze?" She looked at the surrounding environment. Loneliness and depression surged into her heart, and her mental energy was consumed rapidly, but she felt that this feeling was inexplicably familiar?

Desecrate the statue?

Qin Yuan's eyelids twitched. Was this monster killed by King He and now turned into a ghost?She tried to use her power to check, but it was useless because this was not her body.

"It's so inconvenient..." She muttered, and suddenly another lump appeared on the ground in front of her, as if it was going to explode.

Qin Yuan immediately jumped away and wrapped himself with Senior Sister's power.

"boom!"

The explosion of the sarcoma was very harsh, and the sharp ghost power shot towards her like a sharp sword.

"Poof!" Qin Yuan spat out blood, and his entire abdomen was penetrated and nailed to the wall.

She opened her eyes wide, the spiritual energy in her whole body was blocked, and the death door of Su Cheng's body was injured.

"It was..."

Qin Yuan wanted to pull out this ghost power, but she did not have the Fallen Immortal Gu now. The inability to repair the injury quickly made her hands and feet weaker and weaker, and her breathing also gradually became weak.

This was the moment when she was closest to death again after the battle with Qi Bei.

"What's true...what's false?" A ghostly howl sounded from the wall behind, and a man sneakily crawled out from inside.

"!!!"

He hugged Qin Yuan from behind, held the substantial ghost power in his hands, and pushed it in more than halfway.

"Can I still see her? Who am I...?"

Qin Yuan could no longer hear his voice clearly, and blood and money flowed out of her mouth. I won't die in the hands of an unknown kid like this, right?

Her consciousness was chaotic, her head hung down feebly, and there was no movement...

.

"Little Ye Zi, wake up, sir is here!"

"Huh?" The boy opened his eyes in confusion, his thoughts a little blurry, but a ruler had already been drawn towards him, neither light nor heavy.

"It's hard to carve out of rotten wood! It's hard to carve out of rotten wood! How can you read even if you don't know a few Chinese characters?" The old gentleman angrily pinched the ruler. The boy seemed to have recovered, but the direction he looked at first was not him, but the last one. The girl in white in the front.

"I'm talking to you, where are you looking? Master Muwu, get out of here and stand!"

The girl in white seemed to be affected by the noise coming from behind, and turned back with a slight frown. At this moment, the boy seemed to have forgotten that he was punished, and giggled.

"Still laughing! Get out of here!"

"Yes!" The boy ran out of the classroom, but turned around three times. Until the girl in white only showed his back, he picked up the bowl full of water at the door and put it on his head.

Amidst the boring sound of reading, the sun slowly sets.

The boy fell asleep again, but while half asleep, he smelled his favorite fragrance passing by, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

"Ling Ling, isn't it good to go to school with me in the sect? Why do you have to come here? Is it because of those idiots? Don't listen to their nonsense, they are sour." The girl in purple hugged the girl in white. said the arm.

"They are right. Although I grew up in Shangshan, I have not passed the outer disciple examination, so I should not enter the sect's inner school because of both emotion and reason."

"What's the difference between emotion and reason? You are my inner disciple of the Great Supreme Good. What's wrong with not taking the external examination? I..."

"Okay." The girl in white patted the back of her hand: "Master and Mistress treat me very well. I don't want them to be embarrassed or criticized. Besides, the gentleman here is also very knowledgeable. When the outer disciples of Shangshan are selected next year, I’ll go back again.”

"You're such a fool." The girl in purple murmured a few words in a low voice. When she couldn't be persuaded, she changed the subject: "By the way, Lingling, several senior brothers and sisters from the sect went to the world to eliminate evil and brought me back a few volumes. Picture book, do you want to read it together?"

"Painting book?"

"Yes, it's very interesting!"

After the two girls walked away, the boy withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and recited the word "Ling Ling", and then...he forgot that he was holding the bowl, and was completely chilled.

"Master Ye, are you okay?"

A boy dressed as a bookboy ran over and wiped the cold water from his face with a handkerchief.

"It's okay, little plum. What's the full name of the girl in white?"

"Huh? Back to the young master, Wen Ling seems to be a good person in the fairy mountain, but for some reason, he comes to study here."

The boy lowered his head and smiled without knowing what he was thinking.

Wen Ling...it sounds so nice...