I am drawing cards in Liaozhai

There were probably hundreds of cuts on Lu Yin's body, but he seemed to be in a good mood. Regardless of the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, he smiled more sincerely than usual.

He happened to be passing by Jiangcheng today, thinking of stopping by to have a look.

Walking to the door, he skillfully kicked over the potted peonies, but this time Lu Yin didn't wait for the familiar roar.

He broke into the house and saw that there was only a set of tea sets that hadn't been cleared away. He was wondering what happened to Wang Sheng just now, but the next second he noticed the abnormality of the aura of heaven and earth.

The source is Luanyang.

Thinking of this, Lu Yin couldn't help sighing that life is impermanent. He spent more than ten years looking for Jiang Anyan's whereabouts, but he couldn't even find a single hair.

Now that he has been cultivating himself for a long time, and his senior sister's child is doing well, he even has the idea of ​​letting go of his past grudges, but at this moment, the other party bumped into his hand on his own initiative.

Jiang Anyan didn't know what the other party was thinking, he only knew that if his spirit couldn't return to his body, it would probably disappear in less than two hours.

It can be said that the person who knows you best is not your friend, but your enemy.

Lu Yin knew what the other party was thinking when he saw the stupid twitch between his brows.

In order to get revenge all these years, he has practiced kung fu in a crooked way with his sword, and he even did not hesitate to use himself to do experiments, and finally he has developed such an ability to draw the soul of life with one hand.

He might not be able to beat Jiang Anyan head-on, but Lu Yin pulled most of Jiang Anyan's soul out of his body in the spirit of pulling you off the horse even if he was willing to cut himself to pieces.

Therefore, although the opponent still only has one pair of feet, he has two heads and four arms.

His body and the half of his soul that had been ripped out of his body were like a pair of conjoined twins.

The more Lu Yin looked at it, the more he found it funny, and he admired it with his chin propped up by himself.

But Jiang Anyan obviously didn't have such a good attitude, he finally became flustered seeing his gradually weakening soul.

However, a person like him has never been honest a few times in his life, so even at this time he did not forget to sneer and force himself to be calm.

"It seems that you really don't care about Jiang Xun's life or death."

Lu Yin pretended to be surprised and said: "Jiang Xun is not my son, you really threatened the wrong person."

How could Jiang Anyan not know what he was thinking about Xie Lin, he was not moved when he heard the words, and his face didn't know whether it was because of pain or what, showing a permeating indifference.

"If I die, he will really not be able to get out."

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"We can't get out."

While talking, Jiang Xun gently lifted Wang Sheng's wrist, and carefully bandaged him.

The palm of his hand was cut like a rag by himself. Seeing this, Jiang Xun became even more afraid to move. He wrapped one hand for almost 10 minutes and couldn't get it done.

Wang Sheng snatched the cloth in a hurry, and fixed it by himself. Ignoring Jiang Xun's helpless expression, he hurriedly asked, "What does it mean that you can't get out?"

Jiang Xun leaned on the knife and sighed: "This place is called Shanhaijian. It is the treasure inherited from the Xie family."

"The reason why Jiang Anyan didn't stop me from coming in is because this place can be entered but not exited. As for why he let you in, I'm afraid it's because you have something similar to mountains and seas."

Wang Sheng thought of his own experience of demons, and couldn't help being a little silent. Jiang Xun stroked his hair lightly and continued.

"Whether it's the cat from before, or it led you to the abandoned old house, the purpose is to confirm whether you have a treasure similar to the mountains and seas."

Hearing this, Wang Sheng asked hesitantly: "Even if he confirms it, so what, can he still snatch my demon spirit?"

Jiang Xun breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and said: "Theoretically, it is possible. It is rumored that if you gather four ancient monsters in the mountains and seas, you can transform into a divine weapon."

"Back when we were in the underwater palace, Jiang Anyan should have discovered that you have a spiritual weapon similar to the mountains and seas. The underwater husbands should also be one of his targets, but you took the first step."

It was only then that Wang Sheng realized that the main reason why he felt sleepy all the time was that the mountains and seas were swallowing him unintentionally.

Although the Qun Yao Jian is also the same kind of spiritual weapon, but Wang Sheng is not as profound as the Xie family, and the number of demon spirits is very different, so he will be suppressed.

Jiang Xun rarely looked hesitant, he subconsciously changed the knife in his hand, and then slowly said: "Now there is only one way to get out."

Wang Sheng was shocked, and asked repeatedly: "What method?"

"I can also be counted as a demon clan."

Wang Sheng didn't understand what the other party meant when he heard it at first, but after Jiang Xun told him everything, he finally understood what the other party was up to.

Jiang Xun actually wanted to take the initiative to enter the group of demons in his demonized state!

Subconsciously, Wang Sheng wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he felt that what Jiang Xun said was indeed their only solution.

Because if Wang Sheng wants to suppress Jiang Anyan's mountains and seas, he must obtain more demon spirits than the opponent, or beat the opponent in terms of quality.The problem is, now that Wang Sheng is trapped here, he has no way to go out to collect demon energy.

After all, he can't get monster energy by killing monsters in the mountains and seas, and he can't draw cards without monster energy.

This principle is the same as the demon spirits in his group of demons do not have the concept of "death". Being defeated is at most disabled for twelve hours.The life of demon spirits depends on the spirit treasure, as long as the spirit treasure is intact, they will never die or die.

Even Zhu Yan, who had died before, and Xiang Liu, who was beaten to the brink of death, returned to their peak after entering the mountains and seas.

But since you can't win in terms of quantity, you have to use your brains in terms of quality.

There are two SSRs Zhu Yan and Xiangliu in Shan Hai Jian, and Ying Long and Fu Zhu are also two in Wang Sheng's Book of Demons.

And Jiang Xun inherited the monster power from SSR Huo Dou. If he really becomes Wang Sheng's third SSR, maybe he can really reverse the current predicament.

but.

Wang Sheng stared at the opponent's face, really unable to do this.

Not to mention other things, Jiang Xun is now a human being, and once he enters the Qunyaojian, it is equivalent to completely abandoning his human part, so what stays is the SSR monster beast, or Jiang Xun himself?

He didn't dare to gamble, and he didn't want to gamble, and he was even more unwilling to use the opponent to fight for this chance.

Jiang Xun seemed to know what he was worried about, and he didn't show any annoyance because he didn't want to cooperate. Instead, he slowly wrapped Wang Sheng's hand, and slightly leaned down to touch his forehead: "Humans and demons are nothing to me. What difference."

"But the mountains and seas must not appear in Jiang Anyan's hands."

Jiang Xun stretched out a finger to gently lift Wang Sheng's drooping head, stared at him seriously and said.

"I'm here for you, you can trust me."

Wang Sheng looked into the other party's eyes that were as bright as blood-colored glass in confusion, but he seemed to be in an empty wilderness, surrounded by frenzied winds, and he was the only one standing in the center of the storm.

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"Clap."

Li Xiuyuan could feel the sweat dripping down from the corner of his forehead unstoppably, making small dark dots on the ground.

He has been sitting cross-legged on the hill to the west of Zhaohua Gate for more than an hour with his heart turned to the sky, but the strange fluctuations of the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth still show no sign of stopping.

It is obviously impossible to rely on the mountain protection formation to absorb the spiritual energy circulation by itself. The Zhaohua sect can only call all the disciples under the sect to jointly maintain the operation of the formation, and Li Xiuyuan is inevitably drawn to become a strong man.While adjusting his breathing rhythm, he looked worriedly at the center of the mountain protection formation.

That is where the master of Zhaohua Gate is.

The aura of heaven and earth was in chaos, and the magic weapon that was originally used as the formation eye couldn't last long before it shattered. In a hurry, the head of Zhaohuamen could only use himself as the formation eye, barely maintaining the operation of the formation.

But this is not a long-term solution. If this continues, spiritual overdraft will be considered a trivial matter, and I am afraid that it will hurt the foundation of Dao Xin.

Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan became more and more anxious.

According to his estimation, it should be almost the opponent's limit now.

Sure enough, as soon as he came up with this idea, he sensed that the originally stable formation began to flicker again, the pressure on Li Xiuyuan's side increased, and the aura in his body was being crazily drawn out.

Caught off guard, Li Xiuyuan felt a sweetness in his throat and almost vomited blood.

This situation is not accidental. Some disciples with low spiritual power are obviously unable to resist. The great formation has shown signs of decline. The Zhaohua Gate has lost its barrier. Li Xiuyuan can even hear the ground creaking under his feet.

Some young disciples in the sect couldn't suppress the panic in their hearts, and wept mournfully.

At this moment of desperation and death, Li Xiuyuan was surprised to find that the robbery clouds in the sky were gradually dissipating, and the chaotic aura was gradually returning to normal. Even the earthquakes that came from time to time disappeared unknowingly.

Li Xiuyuan raised his head subconsciously, but his eyes were dazzled by the slanting sunlight.

The sky broke through the clouds.

***

The ghost face was sweating profusely, and all his strength had been mobilized to the extreme, and he was trying his best to stop the giant logs and falling rocks rolling down the mountain from the human village.

Although he is a half-demon body, he is not immune to fatigue.

But just when he was gradually struggling to resist, he suddenly felt that the steady stream of earthquakes stopped.

Gui Mian raised his head in a daze and looked at Tu Yue who was not far away, but found that the other party was also surprised.

Seeing the trembling villagers hiding in the house, some of them were bold enough to come out to thank the ghost.

He hadn't had much contact with ordinary people for a long time, so he subconsciously reached out to touch the ghost mask on his face. It wasn't until he realized that the tentacles were warm and cold that he realized that the mask had already been completely shattered.

Without that weird and terrifying mask, the villagers were full of gratitude, with tears in their eyes, wishing they could hold his hand and bow down.

The ghost face was at a loss.

Tu Yue, who was on the side, laughed until his stomach ached: "I told you earlier, you look best when you don't wear a mask."

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With one hand, Lu Yin kneaded a round ball that was glowing with soft white light, and he was still muttering to himself: "It turns out that no matter how dark the heart is, the soul is white."

"Tell me yourself, whether it's strange or not." As he spoke, he mercilessly exerted force with his hands.

The light group screamed when he was squeezed by such a black hand.

Originally, Lu Yin thought that he would continue to stand in such a stalemate with the other party, but he didn't know whether it was Jiang Anyan who couldn't hold on first, or the blood on his side was shed first.

Who would have thought that not long ago, Jiang Anyan suddenly vomited blood as if he had been severely injured, and his soul, which was originally solid, actually showed signs of blurring.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Lu Yin saw this good opportunity and directly extracted his soul at once.

Lu Yin pinched the opponent's soul in his hand and tossed it over and over again, and finally felt impatient under Jiang Anyan's sharp cry of pain.

"puff."

With his two fingers exerting force, the already weakened soul finally let out a final scream, and then dissipated in the clear sunlight like blue smoke.

Lu Yin sneered, and turned over and lay on the gravel-covered ground. The dust made the wound itchy, but he breathed a sigh of relief indifferently.

"Spring is beautiful, it's a good time..."

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Wang Sheng stood alone in the collapsing space.

This is the junction of reality and virtuality, the half-black and half-red sky, and the green and shiny sandstone are gradually dissipating at a slow speed.

The scene of this world is hidden behind it, and he will be able to go out soon after he comes.

But Wang Sheng didn't show any joy.

His pale face was full of bewilderment, and he tentatively and cautiously called out: "Jiang Xun..."

No one answered.

Wang Sheng was silent for a while, and then said softly with a difficult tone: "Bai Dou."

In the next second, a giant black dog with a jet-black tail and red flames appeared beside him.

The other party was exactly the same as the one he had seen in the illusion. He was looking at him with a pair of scarlet animal pupils, with that very strange look.

Looking at his freshly baked SSR, Wang Sheng could only feel the sourness overflowing from his heart accompanied by the seemingly never-ending throbbing pain, and then quickly flowed out of his eye sockets.

I believe you, then what?

You lied to me.

how dare you!

Wang Sheng felt that he should get angry, but when he opened his mouth, there was a broken sob.

He couldn't stand up anymore, for a while he felt hot in his heart, as if he was about to burn, and for a while he felt a chill down his back, as if a cool breeze was blowing through his body.

At this time, Wang Sheng was still standing on that cliff, the only difference was that the group of monster beasts staring at him had disappeared.

When he was out of his mind, his feet fluttered, and he fell down with an unstable center of gravity.

Obviously he could summon the demon spirit to take him up, but Wang Sheng seemed to be ashamed, and let himself fall off the cliff like this.

He even had time to think about whether he would fall in this dilapidated mountain and sea or in the real world.

But he probably didn't have the chance to know the result for himself, because he was immediately caught by a pair of strong hands as soon as he fell down.

Wang Sheng's heart trembled inexplicably, and he looked up quickly, just in time to bump into a pair of dark pupils.

The face of the visitor was a little anxious, and he was slightly relieved to see that he was fine.

Wang Sheng stared blankly at the other person's face, his brain seemed to be fragmented and chaotic. After he recovered a little bit of thinking ability, he realized that he had been pulled up at some point.

"What...how... what happened, you, you..." Wang Sheng was shocked by the great joy and sorrow, and couldn't speak clearly.

Still in the same position, Jiang Xun slightly bent down to touch his forehead.

The original cold tone of the other party also became gentler, as if he had endless patience, Jiang Xun reached out and gently wiped away the water stains on his face.

"I'm fine."

Wang Sheng stretched out his hand and grabbed his sleeve tightly, and buried himself in the other's arms, enveloping him with the gentle warmth accompanied by the familiar scent of agarwood.

The love is separated by mountains and seas.

Mountains and seas can also be flat.

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I take a little rest, because I often stay up late during the serialization period, and I can finally adjust my state after the end.

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