After hearing this, Qichuan Qingfeng touched the back of his head with cold eyes: "Her granddaughter? Is she worthy?"

Before the person could refute, Qikawa Qingfeng said softly, "Ah, what a coincidence, my brother was forced to wear a crimson female-style yukata. He is as beautiful as a little fairy. It is almost impossible to tell that he is a boy."

The man was only shocked for a moment, and he complained a little about the witch.

But he was still on guard immediately. Other things were none of his business. It didn't matter whether the old witch succeeded or not, but if he wanted to get the things, he had to guard the entrance of the cave.

Two black iron rods suddenly appeared in his hands, and he said softly: "That is really a special hobby, but please stop here."

Qichuan Qingfeng said, "I really can't agree to that."

He stepped forward with a calm expression, and the moment the two of them fought, a wave of air was generated. The gravel on the mountain roadside was also blown away and fell into the valley.

There was blood oozing from Liu Zhi's body, and even Senju's blood was having difficulty recovering quickly.

Liu Zhi worked hard to control his mental energy and tightened the net tighter. The cold and hot feeling gradually lessened. Liu Zhi could still feel the cold feeling, but it was no longer as biting as before.

Liu Zhi planned to work hard to strengthen the net.

The cold power began to escape, and Liu Zhi naturally would not give up such a good opportunity. This time he must completely eliminate this ghost.

However, the power seemed to sense Liu Zhi's determination, and he began to be afraid, unable to fight back anymore. He fled inside Liu Zhi's body with all his heart, and Liu Zhi used his mental power to tie the net to pull it.

Unexpectedly, he found that it had penetrated into the muscles of his right hand. Liu Zhi was shocked and mobilized his strength to chase after it. The moment Liu Zhi felt that he had caught up with the force, a burning and painful feeling was transmitted to his mind from the index finger of his right hand.

Liu Zhi exhaled in pain, and his golden eyes opened for a moment.

Liu Zhi looked at the still unfamiliar hole and raised his right hand. The cold power just now disappeared from the index finger of his right hand.

Liu Zhi looked carefully and found a ring mark with a purple pentagram wrapped around his index finger. A strange smell came, and it wasn't evil.

Liu Zhi raised his hand and touched his index finger. A fan-shaped light curtain appeared on his right hand, and a simple and thick book with a five-pointed star pendant slowly appeared.

Liu Zhi slowly stretched out his hand and held the book. With a heavy arm, the book fell on Liu Zhi's chest with a thud.

Only then did Liu Zhi notice that the blood on his body had been stained on the cover, and blood was still leaking out of his body.

Liu Zhijiangshu took the book back into the backpack space first, closed his eyes and released the sage mode. This time, too much chakra was consumed, and the wounds on his body were too deep.

He needed to use meditation to regain some chakra as soon as possible, and there was no way he could get up from the coffin right now.

Qichuan Qingfeng vaguely heard the voice and stopped entangled with the person in front of him. Suddenly a sharp sword with cold light appeared in his hand. He held it in his right hand, his eyes were sharp, and he passed through the person in front of him at an almost invisible speed.

The sword in his hand disappeared and he rushed straight into the cave without looking at the people behind him.

The five nails at the entrance of the hole had disappeared at some point, leaving only a blood spot on the ground behind them.

As soon as Qichuan Qingfeng entered, he was lying next to the coffin, motionless.

His eyes narrowed, and he quickly ran forward and pushed the person in front of the coffin away. As soon as he pushed it, he realized that it turned out to be a corpse. He didn't look at it carefully.

Instead, he looked directly at the coffin and saw Liu Zhi soaked in blood in the coffin with his eyes closed. He was shocked and said in an unsteady voice: "Xiao Liu, Liu Zhi, are you still awake?"

He staggered, put his right hand between Liu Zhi's mouth and nose, and felt the faint breath, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

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