In the book, the villain male second was conquered by me and became a loyal dog

The red-clothed female ghost snorted coldly, and lightly picked her chin with her long pointed nails, and said in a sinister tone: "Do you think I want to catch you?"

The terrifying face suddenly moved closer, causing Tong Huanyou's stomach to churn and he almost retched.

It took a long time before he was able to hold back the turbid air.

Pretending to be calm, he squeezed out a hint of flattery and said, "Sister Ghost, since you don't want to catch me, why don't you let me go?"

Upon hearing this, the red-clothed female ghost stepped forward and grabbed her neck, saying viciously, "My husband is still in someone else's hands, and you want me to let you go?"

Tong Huanyou tried desperately to pry the female ghost's hands apart with both hands. His face turned red and he kicked his legs wildly, as if he was going to suffocate in the next second.

Suddenly, the painted demon that came here earlier just walked out of the darkness.

"You are now as powerful as a ghost mother, how could you end up in someone else's hands?"

Her voice seemed particularly abrupt in this silent space.

The red-clothed female ghost raised her eyes, her eyes full of disdain, and replied coldly: "What does it have to do with you!"

He immediately let go of Tong Huanyou, turned around and said with a ferocious face: "It's all because of that damn seven-tailed wolf!"

The Painted Demon was shocked when he heard this. He took a step forward, incredulous: "Seven-tailed Heavenly Wolf? She's still alive?"

"Hmph, she died a long time ago, and the one who is alive is her child." The red-clothed female ghost's eyes were full of anger.

"This little girl is her child's sweetheart."

"Sweetheart?" Upon hearing this, the Painted Demon looked at the half-dead Tong Huanyou with a sarcastic expression and said with a smile:

"Wouldn't that mean we're going back to the old ways?"

The red-clothed female ghost snorted and laughed: "Not only did you follow the old path, you also gave up your powerful demon power and status and became a demon catcher."

Upon hearing this, the painted demon raised his eyebrows and said, "You know so much about this, could it be that you have fought each other before? The evil spirits cannot touch his blood, so why are you not dead yet?"

The red-clothed female ghost glanced at her sideways, then waved her sleeves, and the thick blood mist gushed out from her sleeves and quickly spread.

Wherever it passed, the air seemed to be corroded and made a sizzling sound.

The painted demon's face suddenly changed, and he wanted to dodge but it was too late. He quickly conjured up thick ink to resist, but was still enveloped and swallowed by the blood mist.

She felt a corrosive pain in her body, fear on her face, and her scream pierced the gloomy space.

"If you kill me now, no one will help you lure the others!"

The red-clothed female ghost fixed her eyes, snorted coldly, and the blood mist then retreated back into her body like a tide.

"I think you still know your own usefulness."

The painted demon said in a trembling voice: "I will help you lead it right away, but don't forget what you promised me."

"If today's events go smoothly, there will be people to pick you up if you want to enter the Northern Wilderness."

"That would be best."

After the painted demon finished speaking, he took a few steps back with lingering fear, then turned around and disappeared into thick ink.

The surroundings fell silent again.

Her blood-red eyes flashed with madness and resentment, and she slowly approached Tong Huanyou who was lying on the ground.

He squatted down, bursts of dark energy came out of his mouth, and he let out a creepy low laugh.

"Little girl, do you know where this is?"

……

Yu Qingci, who was several miles away, was hanging in the air.

His eyes were tightly closed, and with him as the center, a spider-web of cold air spread out in all directions.

The top of each thread seemed to be his eyes.

Then he passed through everything, and in a moment he saw Tong Huanyou, whose face was filled with fear, in the dark corridor.

He suddenly opened his eyes, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and curved his thin lips: "Found it."

Then, he quickly rushed in that direction.

Above the vast river, the river wind whistled and blew on his body. Blood dripped from the corners of his clothes onto the river surface, forming blood flowers.

His eyes were sharp. He raised the sword high in his hand, gathered all the remaining strength in his body, and then slashed fiercely towards the river.

The sword whistled, carrying with it an unstoppable momentum.

In an instant, huge waves rose on the surface of the river, surging to both sides and forming a bottomless ravine.

In the ravine, a huge tomb door slowly emerged.

The tomb door lay flat on the bottom of the river, covered with traces of time and words that did not belong to this dynasty, with moss and water plants growing between the cracks.

Some schools of fish were struggling desperately in the mud because they suddenly lost water.

Yu Qingci looked at the tomb door, suppressed the pain, and slowly descended, half-kneeling on the tomb door.

He gritted his teeth, clenched his fists so hard that his knuckles turned white, and slammed the tomb door hard.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the tomb door collapsed instantly, and debris splashed everywhere.

However, the strong recoil force also caused Yu Qingci's hands to bleed.

He seemed to feel no pain, breathing heavily, and entered the dark tomb passage.

However, not long after Yu Qingci entered the tomb, a strand of silk thread from Song Yingyue's fingertips led them to the river.

The two looked at the broken tomb door.

"It should be here." Song Yingyue said in a deep voice, her eyes full of worry.

Xie Zhili nodded.

The two men hurried to the door of the tomb and looked at the rubble scattered on the ground, their hearts tightening.

Song Yingyue frowned: "This tomb door was actually broken by him."

Xie Zhili took a deep breath and said, "There is no time to lose. Let's go in quickly."

After saying that, they walked into the tomb together, and their footsteps echoed in the silent tomb passage.

After everyone disappeared from the tomb, the figure of the painting monster slowly appeared.

He picked up a stone stained with Yu Qingci's blood from the mud, sniffed it gently, and looked greedy.

"So this is the ancient demon blood. Just a little bit of it can make me feel the demonic energy boiling in my body~"

"Since the seal has not been unlocked yet, if I eat it, then it will be my turn to be the emperor of Beihuang~"

……

In the corridor.

Tong Huanyou swallowed twice and laughed dryly: "How would I know what this place is? It has nothing to do with me, right, Ghost Sister?"

When the red-clothed female ghost heard this, the corners of her lips cracked and spread to the back of her head, which was extremely terrifying.

"Of course it has nothing to do with you. It has something to do with the wolf next to you."

Tong Huanyou heard this and said tentatively:

"You're not trying to use me to lure him here, are you? Then I think you're mistaken. I'm just an ordinary person. He won't take risks for me."

"I won't take a risk for you?" The female ghost in red laughed out loud as if she had heard a funny joke.

"Hehehe..."

The laughter echoed in the corridor, eerie and terrifying.

Tong Huanyou's heart sank suddenly, but he still pretended to be calm.

"When I possessed you, he wanted to capture me. I only said that the injury would only hurt your body, and he took my piercer~"

The red-clothed ghost's voice was shrill and harsh. She narrowed her bloodshot eyes with a hint of contempt.

"Now you say he won't take risks for you? Do you really think I'm easy to fool?"

Tong Huanyou was shocked when she heard the voice, but she knew her situation very well and could only bite the bullet and continue trying to persuade the female ghost.