God's Gift

Minghua raised the magic weapon and silently chanted the magic spell, "Taishang Laojun, teach me how to kill ghosts and give me the magic formula."

"He calls upon the Jade Maiden to take away the bad luck. He climbs the mountain and the stone cracks, and wears a seal. He wears a Huagai on his head and Kuigang on his feet. He supports Liujia on his left and Liuding on his right. In front of him is Huangshen and behind him is Yuezhang. The divine master kills and does not avoid the powerful. He kills the evil ghosts first and then cuts off the night light."

Ning Jin was not afraid of the curse that Minghua chanted. Instead, he looked at Minghua's angry expression, smiled calmly, and said:

"Master Minghua is very righteous."

Minghua didn't want to hear her say anything more, but he heard Ning Jin talking about another thing.

"I just don't know, when can the Taoist return my cat to me?"

"I have never stolen your cat." Minghua stopped talking, looked straight at Ning Jin, and said in a deep voice: "She is not a bad person by nature, and you should not use her to harm others."

"Then you should ask A-Li yourself." Ning Jin chuckled and looked behind Minghua, saying meaningfully, "See if she is really being used by me."

Yu Youyou listened to Ning Jin's words and looked back in the direction her gaze followed. She saw A Li who had hurried over and was standing behind Minghua.

"A-Li." Yu Youyou saw A-Li coming over, poked her head out from Lu Keming's arms, waved at A-Li, and said happily: "You are here too."

Lu Keming used his sleeves to block the howling gale for Yu Youyou, glanced at A Li indifferently, then looked at the chaotic situation behind him and the several Taoist priests who were forming a formation around the Baixu Formation.

Minghua had fought for them for so long, but the Baixu Formation remained unchanged. It seemed that Ning Jin had already been confident.

Lu Keming raised his head and looked upwards, at the fire burning above the center of the formation, and gently twisted it with his fingers.

Now that this formation has been moved outside Gusu City, there is no need to worry that it will harm the people of Gusu by devouring souls even if it is activated.

Youyou said that they could go and get the fire after Fang Ling and Ning Jin got married, and that time would be now.

But the last time he touched the fire directly, while the power of the fire surged into his body, his consciousness was also eroded by it.

If Youyou hadn't pulled him out in time, he might have really become a puppet of this alien creature.

It is not easy to take it away.

Lu Keming raised his hand and looked down at his palm, his eyes filled with unclear thoughts.

Meanwhile, Minghua turned around and saw Ali standing behind him. His expression changed slightly, and there was a hint of urgency in his eyes. He raised his foot and was about to walk towards Ali.

"Ali, why are you here..."

Before Minghua could finish his words, Ning Jin behind him suddenly flew towards him.

Hearing the sound of breaking air, Minghua paused, immediately turned around and faced Ning Jin, blocking her attack.

But Fang Ling, who was standing beside Ning Jin, seemed to have seen something. He widened his eyes in shock and shouted urgently, "Minghua!"

At the same time as Fang Ling's exclamation, there was a muffled collision sound, so dull that it sounded like the sound of internal organs shattering beneath the skin and flesh.

Minghua's pupils dilated, his body staggered, red blood gushed out of his throat, and he knelt heavily on the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"Senior Brother!" "Minghua!"

When the Taoists from Mount Mao saw Minghua fall down, they were about to go forward to check on him, but they were entangled by countless ghosts.

Ali withdrew his hand, glanced indifferently at Minghua who was kneeling on the ground, and walked towards Ning Jin.

Minghua's ears seemed to be covered, there was a dull ringing sound all around him, and the severe pain numbed his consciousness.

Yu Youyou, who was trapped in Lu Keming's tail, heard the noise and immediately pulled away the fox tail that was blocking her view.

As her vision became bright, Minghua, who was kneeling on the ground, caught Yu Youyou's eyes. She paused, and there was a hint of confusion in her eyes.

Minghua's face was covered in blood. He lowered his head and looked at the hem of the skirt passing by him. His eyes rolled, and he slowly raised his hand and grabbed the hem of Ali's clothes.

Ali stopped and looked down at Minghua who was kneeling in front of him without saying a word.

She took out the fire obsidian that Ning Jin gave her, the stone was still hot and shiny.

Minghua raised his head with difficulty, his eyes fell on the glowing obsidian in her hand, the light in his eyes flickering.

He is the last soul he is looking for.

But he didn't expect her to be so decisive.

Minghua closed his eyes, coughing up blood, and said slowly: "A-Li... don't go... you can't activate... the Yin-Yang Reversal Formation..."

Ali made a big fuss in the house yesterday. When Minghua learned about it, he quickly rushed back to the inn and saw Ali who was angry.

She asked him to let her go.

Minghua only told her that once this matter was over, he would release his hold on her.

He would protect her and would not let anyone hurt her in the slightest.

Maoshan will not attack her, everything she does is just being deceived.

He would wipe the blood of murder off her hands, and she would still be innocent.

He also said he could leave with her.

Ali listened to his words, gradually calmed down, and asked him if he liked her.

To Ali, these words were just a joke. She had said them countless times without hesitation, but Minghua had never given her an answer.

But this time, Minghua answered yes.

He fell in love with a demon.

He has forsaken His ways.

But after getting his answer, Ali remained silent for a long time and instead asked him when he was born.

The expectation in Minghua's eyes faded away. He looked at her for a long time before replying slowly.

Chenshi.

He fell in love with a demon.

But the demon wanted to kill him.

But he couldn't die. The lives of countless people in Gusu were in their hands. The Yin-Yang Reversal Formation could not be completed, so he still locked Ali in the inn.

But he didn't expect that Ning Jin's magical powers were so profound that he could break the magic circle he set up so easily.

Minghua spat out blood again. His body became heavier and heavier. He had to support himself on the ground with one hand, while his other hand still tightly grasped the hem of Ali's clothes.

Ali stared down at Minghua for a long time, watching his increasingly broken life, like the bloody sunlight at sunset, fragile yet still warm.

She slowly squatted down and looked at Minghua, whose face was covered in blood, with a dazed expression.

“Ali…” Minghua’s pupils gradually dilated, his vision became increasingly blurred, but he was still calling out Ali’s name, “Can’t… open…”

She held Minghua's face in her hands, slowly put her hand on his forehead, and whispered:

"Little Taoist priest, I think... I like you too."

Minghua's voice stopped, his pupils slowly focused, he stared at the person in front of him, the expression in his eyes was impossible to see clearly.

He seemed to be speechless, and all the scenes before his eyes began to fade. The remaining life in him suddenly disintegrated from this moment on, like a dry and cracked rope that suddenly broke one day after enduring great torture.

She liked him, but she still chose someone else without hesitation.

He loosened his hand that was holding Ali's clothes, lowered his head weakly, no longer looking at her, and no longer begging her.

As if tired, Minghua slowly closed his eyes.