The crazy junior sister Yin turned into a dog, and the sky was full of gods and Buddhas and took a d

"Bah! What depressing words are you saying!"

The old ghost glared at Ming Fan, his whole soul showing his displeasure visibly.

His acquaintance with Ming Fan was a fateful one, but over the past few years, they had unknowingly spent several years together, and now this brat actually wanted to slip away halfway.

"Hmph, I'm not worried about you!" The old ghost was still hidden under the huge black hat of his cloak, and there was indeed a rare awkwardness in his tone.

“It was you who said before that you wanted me to leave this ghost box and find me a new body to use.

If you die, you will break your promise.

Anyone who dares to speak ill of me, I will not let her go even if she goes to hell."

"Oh? Haha, then I'll wait in the Hades' Hall for the old ghost to come and rescue me."

Ming Fan smiled faintly and closed his eyes.

The spiritual power in his hand slowly surged out, wrapping around one-third of the soul in front of him. The green dragon breath and the remnant soul intertwined with each other, and gradually merged into Ming Fan's body.

He was right. Although she was facing only one-third of the remaining soul, its soul power was far beyond what she could withstand at the moment.

A huge impact came, and Ming Fan felt as if his soul was burning in fire, and his mind was shaking constantly.

Ming Fan was horrified. To have such a big impact on her, Jindan, Yuanying, and even out-of-body experience couldn't have this effect...

She couldn't imagine how powerful the master of the remnant soul had been when he was alive.

Incarnation? Or even fusion?

How terrifying must the person behind the scenes be to be able to cause the death of a person of such great accomplishments?

But at the moment, she couldn't think about these questions carefully.

The spirit was swept away by the power of the remnant soul, and the impact became greater and greater.

If she continues to let it go like this, she might not even be able to leave the painting, let alone get out of the cave.

Ming Fan crossed his hands, touched his middle fingers together, and placed them on top of his eyebrows.

As she moved, a white line was separated from the center of her eyebrows and connected to her fingertips.

"The spirit of heaven has descended upon me, I will stick to the rules, my soul will return to the altar, and I will protect my true spirit."

Ming Fan spoke slowly. In the dim light, her face looked particularly eerie.

The mind gained a brief moment of clarity, but only for a moment, the majestic spiritual power attacked Ming Fan's mind even more crazily.

The disorder of spiritual energy in the body could not be calmed down for a long time, and new shocks came one after another.

Ming Fan couldn't hold it in any longer, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the side.

"Girl!"

Gui Lao frowned and reached out to pull Ming Fan, but his hand passed through Ming Fan's body. Leaving the black box had many restrictions on him, and he still couldn't condense a physical body.

After thinking about it, Gui Lao came to Ming Fan's side and injected a trace of soul power into Ming Fan's body.

"No, don't waste your energy."

Ming Fan opened her eyes in a trance and saw Gui Lao transferring his soul power to her. She knew her current condition very well.

Even if Ghost Old Man used up all of his soul power, he would not be able to calm the battle between his spirit and soul in her body.

"When I do things, you youngsters are not allowed to interfere."

The old ghost’s hands kept moving until his entire soul became almost transparent, and then he stopped.

Ming Fan gritted her teeth and climbed up from the ground. Her soul was trembling as a whole, which was more painful than if she were struck by ninety-nine thunders.

It felt as if his soul was being gnawed by thousands of ants. Ming Fan could no longer suppress himself. He let out a roar like a trapped beast and fell to the ground.

This time I waited for a long time, but there was no sign of him waking up again.

The old ghost sighed with a frown.

"I hope I can preserve a wisp of her soul at the critical moment."

After saying this, the figure slowly faded away from the spot.

He had consumed too much energy and had to return to the black box to recuperate.

……

In the darkness, she suddenly saw a little light, which gradually became clearer and connected into scenes before her eyes.

Ming Fan lay powerlessly on the ground, watching the images unfold quietly.

You know what, it really felt like a last burst of energy. It was really uncomfortable to have her neck tilted, but her body was out of control and she could only lie on the ground like she was suffering from hemiplegia.

...Tell me, how did our lives become like this?

The scene changed, and the person in it was still an old friend. Ming Fan raised his eyebrows and stared at the woman in black.

The words that were previously sealed under the Ghost Demon Lotus Pond in the Red Lotus Secret Realm must have been carved by this woman on the wall.

Well, the one who was slapped to death by the big hand in the sky was undoubtedly her.

In this case, the one-third of the soul she obtained is still hers.

The fate between her and me is truly eternal.

Ming Fan stared, so now all these scenes are her memories?

The woman in the picture has a young face, about eleven or twelve years old. From her clothes and conversation, one can tell that she comes from a wealthy family and grew up in a good environment.

Ming Fan nodded secretly. It was much better than catching up with those perverts of the Ming family as soon as he arrived.

The girl grew up day by day. Her top-grade single water spiritual root allowed her to practice with twice the result with half the effort, and she soon became famous.

"Well, she is definitely a daughter of destiny," Ming Fan commented again, "but she is not very smart."

Externally, he climbed trees and jumped into rivers, and when he had nothing to do, he went to the back mountain to provoke some monsters. Internally, he stole things and offended all the tribesmen. He was a villain and did all kinds of evil.

The elders of the clan were always annoyed by her teasing, but considering her cultivation and talent, they all tolerated her and trained her as the core member of the clan.

The scene changed, and the girl worshipped herself in the sect, with the elders behind her wiping their tears with reluctance.

Ming Fan looked at the screen in silence. This guy was not much better than the bastard himself.

'But... why is she showing this to me?'

All this effort, just to have a life reminiscence with her?

Don't be too outrageous.

Ming Fanan quietly watched her first fifteen years, a time of willful freedom and wanton squandering.

The picture suddenly disappeared.

Ming Fan was stunned and found that his body could actually move.

Ming Fan sat up, stretched his body, and then stared blankly at the place where the scene just happened.

"Ming Fan."

In a trance, she seemed to hear someone calling her name, but the voice was intermittent and unclear.

"Ming Fan."

He was indeed calling her.

Ming Fan turned around and saw a figure in the hazy sight. The fog gradually dissipated and when he saw who it was, Ming Fan's eyes widened.

The woman opposite was dressed in black, with her hair tied up high with a red silk ribbon.

The woman turned around slowly and saw her own face!