Quick Wear: The paranoid beauty grabs the waist and spoils her

The yellow-brown vortex hit the belly of Shen Yu's body very quickly. Suddenly there was a flash of red light. The items on the table and the wall began to lose color. Some things floated into the air and gradually turned into powder. The entire dream space became Extremely unstable.

Soon the black coffin disappeared, the red bride and the yellow-brown vortex also disappeared, and the entire dream world composed of Shen Yu's memories gradually collapsed.

But after a moment, Nan Xiang and Yan Chen came to a dark space.

The world that Nan Xiang saw was originally dark, but with her spiritual perception, the space was now even darker. There was despair and loneliness in the darkness, and she also felt some kind of liquid gurgling in the distance.

Upon inspection, there was thick blood, which merged into a river of blood and flowed to an unknown distance.

When Nan Xiang was about to pursue her end point, she sensed the instability of this space. At this time, Yan Chen's voice came:

"Little Taoist priest, this place is about to collapse. There is something abnormal outside. Let's leave first."

Nan Xiang also sensed the danger and said hello. The two held hands and felt the fluctuations of the Menghun Horn.

The Dream Soul Horn rose in mid-air, and the gleaming white light quickly illuminated the space, soft and warm.

Shen Yu's dream space was temporarily under control.

Then, a brighter white light spread from the center of Nanxiang and Yanchen to all directions, like a huge wave of the Tianhe River, the whole space was bright, but Nanxiang and Yanchen had already left.

As soon as they came out, Nan Xiang and Yan Chen noticed an unusual aura.

Nan Xiang took out a large number of Taoist talismans and threw them at a certain location. Several explosions were heard where the Taoist talismans hit.

A yellow-brown smoke ball was blown into existence, and a lot of yellow mud kept falling, making a thick and harsh sound:

"Who is it! Who is stopping me!"

After Yanchen checked that there was no movement between the female ghost and the devil, the petals in his hand turned into a sword and stabbed the fog ball several times after the Taoist talisman exploded.

The yellow-brown smoke mass suddenly dropped a lot of yellow soil, and screamed like a human being.

"It's just a mud demon." Yanchen glanced at the mist like garbage, and then looked at Nanxiang gently.

Nan Xiang also knew that this mud demon was the last one that appeared in the dream space.

However, this mud demon seems to have been seriously injured before and has not recovered yet. It may be related to the later memories in Shen Yu's dream space.

She put away the whisk in her hand, took out a mahogany sword filled with ghostly aura, and quickly drew a spell in the air toward the mud demon cover.

Seeing this talisman coming, the mud demon moved towards the golden ball where the devil was, and quickly rushed upward when it hit the golden ball.

Just when it thought it had broken through the attack, a sword stabbed it from the head. It smelled the smell of death, and it was unwilling to give in.

Then it was destroyed.

The mist turned into yellow mud and spread all over the ground.

Nan Xiang stepped forward and shook his head: "I originally wanted to capture this mud demon alive and ask some friendly questions, but who knew it was actually a clone? This is boring."

"If this clone is destroyed, this mud demon will definitely not feel at ease. Little Taoist priest, we will catch it."

As Yanchen said, several rose petals appeared on his fingertips and flew to the yellow mud, then fell.

Yanchen closed his eyes, as if sensing something.

Then he opened his eyes and a smile appeared on his lips: "Little Taoist priest, I found the hiding place of the mud demon."

"Yanchen, you are so awesome!" Nan Xiang smiled and gave Yanchen a thumbs up.

"You're just praising me like this?" Yanchen slowly approached Nan Xiang and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Nan Xiang stepped back slightly and blinked: "How can you praise me?"

"Hmm...that's it." Yanchen was very close to Nan Xiang, so close that he could feel their breath between their noses.

At this moment, Nan Xiang's heartbeat was beating very fast. She felt very hot, and she closed her eyes as if by some strange mistake.

It doesn't matter whether you close your eyes or not.

Then, she felt the man's breath move away, and only heard a chuckle.

Nan Xiang seemed to have come to her senses. She opened her eyes and looked in the direction of the man. Sure enough, it was still dark, but she was used to it.

She was overthinking it. Nan Xiang calmed down her mind, gave Yanchen a few instructions, took out the fly whisk, sat cross-legged on the ground and recited a spell.

"Watch for me."

Yanchen understood what Nan Xiang was going to do, and stood in the center in front of Zimu Shuangsha and Nan Xiang. He threw the petals in his hand and formed a simple formation:

"it is good."

While Nan Xiang was reciting the incantation, the mother and son screamed in pain.

Soon, the screams disappeared.

The female ghost calmed down, and the expression on her face was no longer fierce.

Nan Xiang stood up, took out a green flute, and started playing it leisurely.

The melodious sound of the flute had a purifying and requieming effect. The ghost baby gradually calmed down, and the golden talisman disappeared, revealing a white and tender baby.

The baby's skin is very white, wearing a red bellyband, floating in the air. His eyes are pure black, but he looks innocent and ignorant.

Although there is still black air all over his body, it is not that aggressive anymore.

The female ghost's pale and ferocious face also became calmer. She closed her eyes, and the entire ghost's aura became gentler.

Under the dual influence of the spell and the sound of the flute, the two evil spirits returned to their sanity, and the two ghost bodies gradually became gentle.

Shen Yu opened his eyes, looked at the ghost baby in front of him with loving eyes, stretched out his hand and said softly:

"Child, come back."

Nan Xiang knew that it was not aggressive for the time being, and the restraint on the ghost baby had weakened, but still a little.

"cluck"

The ghost baby stretched out its arms and flew towards its mother based on instinct.

Shen Yu took over his little child and touched it personally, his face filled with the tenderness of maternal love.

The ghost baby began to spit bubbles in its mother's arms, staring at her mother innocently with a pair of completely black eyes, very well-behaved.

But at this moment, Shen Yu's hand pinched Guiying's neck, and the expression on his face became gentler:

"Child, be good. Help me as a mother."

Originally, Nan Xiang wanted to stop him, but she sensed something, so she didn't go. She even reached out and wrote a few words on Yan Chen's hand.

Yanchen understood, and indeed did not make any move, but watched with Nan Xiang.

Shen Yu felt a little strange, but she couldn't care less. She concentrated on absorbing the ghost power from the ghost baby. The gentle expression on her face remained unchanged, like a normal mother and son.

The ghost baby felt the danger at the first moment and wanted to escape, but the pressure from the bloodline and preparations made its escape plan fail.

Soon, the ghost baby disappeared, and a pure ghost power fell into Shen Yu's hands.

Shen Yu raised his eyebrows in surprise when he saw Nan Xiang and Yan Chen still looking at him but not making any movement. Then after absorbing the ghost power, he looked up at Nan Xiang and Yan Chen and said "thank you".

"Shen Yu, are you awake now?" Nan Xiang walked through the process.

"Yes."

Shen Yu nodded, his feet hanging in the air, his red wedding dress flying in the wind.

Yanchen looked at him calmly, "I know what you want to ask."

Nan Xiang took out a gourd from his waist and said to Shen Yu:

"There's no rush. You come in first to recuperate. We can ask you anytime we want."