Those evil spirits obviously didn't expect Qin Shi to dare to fight back. They froze for a few seconds, and then they all showed a fierce look on their faces and taught this little devil who didn't know what to do.

Qin Shi's soul was extremely weak when he was a ghost. Although Yaoguang had washed the dirt in his soul with the marrow washing pill, he couldn't make a ghost who had stayed in the world for nearly ten years become as energetic as before.

Qin Shikong has sword skills, but he doesn't have a sword in his hand. He has a light kung fu that traverses the world, and he is as light as walking on waves, but he has no energy in his dantian and cannot use it.

Probably the most painful thing is to have it once, but lose it again.Qin Shi was exhausted and was quickly squeezed into a narrow wall by them.

Qin Shi only felt a severe pain in his shoulder, and his soul without flesh was ripped off like a tear.He looked along the painful place, the part of the soul on the shoulder had been bitten off, and a ghost with a severed arm was chewing the transparent remnant in its mouth.

The light emitted by the spiritual consciousness on his chest became increasingly dimmer. Qin Shi was pushed and pushed, and kept lying on the ground, leaving only their backs.

His movements were covered by his back, and he slowly moved his hand to the place where the spiritual consciousness was, as if he was holding his heart.He would rather lose his soul immediately than be eaten raw by these evil spirits.

Having exhausted all the strength of his subordinates, Qin Shi ignored the fists and feet on his back or the tearing pain, and slowly exerted force while holding that spiritual consciousness.

Suffocation-like dizziness rushed over, and Qin Shi's eyes were dark, and his body was slowly engulfed, as if sinking into the dark deep sea, unable to breathe and unable to see the slightest light.

Suddenly, a vortex protruded from the deep sea, and it exploded into the water like a thunderbolt, shaking people's hearts.

Qin Shi only felt that the pain that was heavily exerted on his body suddenly became lighter, and instinctively felt the familiar breath, and his heart suddenly settled down.His powerless hands fell down, no longer covering the spiritual consciousness in his chest.

The sunlight was dazzling during the day, and Qin Shi squinted his eyes with difficulty to see the person standing with a cold face at the entrance of the alley.There were milk cakes stained with mud scattered under his feet, and the snow-white milk cakes that were already dirty were still steaming, and it could be seen that they looked soft and sticky when they were just out of the oven.

Yaoguang stood against the light at the entrance of the alley, like a god's mansion, aloof and indifferent, awe-inspiring and inviolable.

Qin Shi had never seen him with such a lack of smile on his face, he just felt that he was really angry now.

Are you mad at yourself?

He shielded his chest and coughed uncontrollably.

The group of evil spirits seemed to be begging for mercy from Yaoguang, their ears were clamoring and crying, but Qin Shi never heard a word from Yaoguang.

The surroundings became silent again, only the sound of Yaoguang's footsteps in the empty and secluded alley.

Yaoguang stared at the blood-stained figure on the ground, feeling unspeakably depressed. He thought he could laugh at most things, but when he saw Qin Shi being bullied by those evil spirits just now, he suddenly Then there was a killing intent.

He took those evil spirits away without listening to a single excuse.It seems that this is the first time since he became a ghost king, he feels that these ghosts who are killing their lives are so damned.

The words already in his throat couldn't be opened no matter what, Yaoguang wanted to get angry, wanted to scold him why he didn't listen to his own words, why didn't he just wait there.But when he saw Qin Shi's pale face, he couldn't speak.

"Can you still go?"

Yaoguang could only bend down to look at his injuries, but following the almost scorched palm, he saw the flash of spiritual consciousness on his chest, which was almost dimmed into ashes.

Qin Shi couldn't answer him, as soon as he opened his mouth, blood foamed from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Fluctlight's mind was in chaos.He hastily hugged Qin Shi up, and sent mana to the spiritual consciousness on his chest, but Qin Shi was too weak, and the blue-colored spiritual sense couldn't even bear the gentlest mana that Yaoguang sent him.

Qin Shi felt as if a needle was pricking his chest, and pushed Yaoguang out impatiently, but his hands were weak and he couldn't push it away.

Cold sweat oozes from behind Yaoguang, and a look of panic appears on his usually indifferent face, and he repeatedly calls him a fool in a low voice.

He actually wanted to crush his spiritual consciousness to pieces!

The spiritual consciousness was already broken, and even though he had practiced for thousands of years, he couldn't think of anything else that could save his life.

Once the spiritual consciousness is extinguished, within a day, the soul will be scattered, and it will no longer exist in the world.

Does this kid have to disappear just like that?But I haven't helped him realize his long-cherished wish...

Yaoguang was distracted for a moment, so he had no choice but to hug the fainted Qin Shi and rush back to the underworld.

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