Master Fox Immortal, you have demonic aura

Gu Ziyang sat in the living room and arranged the prepared things according to the scene in his dream.

Soul-attracting technique, the caster can attract wandering spirits and evil things within a radius of a hundred miles for his own use.Yuchi Mufeng in the dream used this spell to find someone, and it worked very well.

Gu Ziyang intends to take a risk, this may be the only way for him to find Yifan.

After the things are arranged, start to mix the cinnabar, the moment when the brush is dipped in cinnabar.A familiar feeling ran in the blood, and everything became natural.

When the pen tip landed, he seemed to be integrated with Yuchi Mufeng.

The writing brush flows freely on the ground like clouds and water, and the memory is vented like a flood.

A complete spell was drawn by him. Gu Ziyang put down the pen and stared at the red spell on the ground, unable to calm down for a long time.

There was no sound in the living room, and no one spoke.

Gu Ziyang sat cross-legged in front of the talisman, making a strange gesture with both hands.

Those unknown incantations flowed out of his mouth continuously, sometimes high-pitched, sometimes distant...

Mu Yu looked at him, and for a moment his thoughts seemed to return to 500 years ago.

He couldn't tell who the man in front of him was?

Perhaps he had never seen clearly that Gu Ziyang was originally Yuchi Mufeng.

A gust of wind suddenly blows in, and the airflow in the house begins to counteract, forming a vortex-like airflow circle.

The airflow is getting stronger and stronger, but Gu Ziyang's body is sitting upright like a mountain.

The wind blew his clothes fluttering, and he was like a pine tree standing tall in the wind.

Countless shadows flew in all directions, as if they were swept into the spell by the wind.Those shadows screamed, howled, and struggled...

The shadow gradually fell silent, and finally Qiqi stood in front of him.

Gu Ziyang opened his eyes suddenly, and there was light in his eyes.

"Help me find someone."

His deep voice seemed to have traveled through the millennium, resounding in the sound of hunting wind.

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City Z, a remote alley.

"Hi, beauty, leave a contact information."

Several hooligans surrounded a sweet-looking girl.

The girl's face turned pale with fright, and she dodged to prevent them from approaching.

"Beauty, brothers are so lonely, waiting for your company!"

The hooligan flirted with the girl with obscene words.

The girl staggered and retreated towards the end of the alley until her back touched the wall, there was no way she could retreat.

The hooligans immediately surrounded her, and someone reached out to touch the girl's exposed thigh.

Seeing that the salty pig's hand was about to touch the silk, one of the hooligans suddenly yelled.

"Ghost!"

A shrill howl pierced the night sky, and the hooligans turned their heads to look over.

A few slender shadows appeared silently behind them, and the dark night sky formed a weird pattern behind them, as if the door to a different dimension was quietly opening.

The shadows of these people could not be seen under the dim light of the street lamps, they were like ghosts arriving silently.

The atmosphere instantly became dignified, and a few shadows quickly moved in front of the hooligan.

With the light in the alley, the shape of the shadow is revealed.

They were wearing uniform black suits. The man at the front had long hair, his slender phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, and the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, drawing an arrogant arc.

The few people behind him looked like followers, standing respectfully behind him.

"Who is Qian Qiang? Stand up for me!"

The man opened his mouth domineeringly.

These gangsters are used to dominating the neighborhood, especially Qian Qiang is the leader of the gangsters, this is the first time I heard someone dare to call him by his first name, and his attitude is so arrogant.

He took a step forward, stared at the man's face, and sneered, "I'm Qian Qiang, your green onion? Where did it come from? How dare you call me that."

The man didn't even look at him, he spread his hands towards his chest, and a thick book appeared in his palm.

"Qian Qiang, born on the eighth day of the second month of the Gengwu Year." The man's eyes suddenly became extremely deep, and the corners of his lips raised into a mysterious arc, "Died of myocardial infarction on the seventeenth day of March in the last year of Yi, at the age of 35. "

As his voice dissipated, the atmosphere instantly became extremely dignified.

Qian Qiang/jumped into a rage, "How dare you curse me."

He waved his fist and planned to teach this rude guy a lesson, but just as he raised his hand, he suddenly rolled his eyes and fell straight on the ground.

Qian Qiang fell down without warning, but it frightened the surrounding ruffians.

One of the hooligans called tremblingly: "Brother Qian, Brother Qian..."

There was no response, and the faces of the hooligans turned pale with fright.

Is it really dead?

Several hooligans exchanged glances, some boldly squatted down, and stretched out their hands to Qian Qiang's nose.

There is no floating breath under the nose.

The ruffian was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, trembling all over.

"He...he's dead!"

The ruffian yelled, and ran out of the alley scrambling.

After he ran away, several other hooligans also ran out of the alley with livid faces.

The alley fell into a dead silence again, and the girl who was molested was already slumped on the ground, staring at the few people in front of her with terrified eyes.

At that time, the man in black didn't even look at her, he casually leaned against the wall, took out a mirror from his pocket, and took a look at his own face.

A few attendants behind him looked blank and started to get busy.

Someone started to record something on the paper, someone pulled out a sickle from his hand, and threw a hook at Qian Qiang's corpse.

A faint shadow floated out from his body, that shadow looked exactly like Qian Qiang, and the shadow stood at the side in a daze.

One of the attendants stepped forward and said to the man in black: "My lord, this man Qian Qiang has committed crimes in front of him, and his soul is not clean."

"Take it first! He will bear it when we go back."

The man in black waved his hands casually, without taking his eyes off the mirror for a moment.

He brushes his hair from time to time, obviously he can't put it down with that shiny black hair.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up and messed up his hair.

The man frowned, and stretched out his hands to straighten his messy hair.

In the next second, Qian Qiang's soul, which was originally entangled by iron chains, suddenly struggled violently. With a click, he broke free from the chains and flew out in a certain direction.

"Are they all trash? Get him back quickly."

The man snorted coldly, and the entourage behind him quickly chased in the direction where the soul disappeared.

But Qian Qiang's soul flew very quickly, as if there was a force pulling him in the darkness, he disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.

When the followers chased him, Qian Qiang had disappeared.

"My lord, the soul has escaped."

The entourage rushed over and told the man in black what happened just now.

The man slammed the mirror in his hand on the ground, "What are you still doing, find it for me. Dig three feet and find him for me."

"Contact other meritorious officers and officially issue a warrant for Qian Qiang's arrest in the underworld."

The man gave an order, and the entourage behind him disappeared into the darkness.

He took out the communicator in his arms and recorded the escape of the soul.

Later, he discovered that during this period of time, similar things happened to several meritorious officials in other regions when they were collecting their souls.

Obviously, someone used forbidden techniques to collect souls.

The man glanced at the dark night sky, his eyes were sharp and fierce.

"You dare to snatch the soul from my Huanyou, you are really brave."

After he finished speaking, he gradually sank into the darkness.

The girl in the alley was completely frightened, she sat on the ground blankly, like a doll that lost her soul.

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"Northwest of City Z, Cuiyun Mountain."

This is the message Gu Ziyang got from the wandering soul.

There is a secret barrier in this place, which is similar to a moving space, constantly changing its direction, and is covered by a very tight barrier, which is difficult to find even for a god with high spiritual power.

After receiving this information, Gu Ziyang and others were going to investigate to see if they could find Yifan's whereabouts.

As soon as the four of them came out of Gu Ziyang's house, they were surrounded by several men in black.

Gu Ziyang frowned, he felt a breath of death, these people are not ordinary human beings.

Ling Langxuan took a step forward and stood beside him with a protective attitude, which warmed Gu Ziyang's heart.

Mu Yu saw that these people were not young, so he said to Feng Xingche beside him, "Brother Feng, why are people from the underworld here?"

"Different from 500 years ago, the souls of the dead are under the control of the underworld." Feng Xingche said: "The soul-absorbing technique is very powerful. If all the wandering spirits and evil creatures in a radius of a hundred miles are summoned, it will naturally alarm the people in the underworld."

Mu Yu frowned and asked, "What should we do now? It will be troublesome if we really confront the underworld."

Feng Xingche remained expressionless, "Wait and see what happens."

Gu Ziyang listened to the conversation between the two of them verbatim. He didn't think much of it when he launched the soul-attracting technique. Now it's really not easy to alarm people in the underworld.

"Just a little thing."

Linglangxuan's casual words reached his ears.

When Gu Ziyang looked up, he saw that he didn't care, it could be said that he was extremely arrogant.

Things have been done, and there is really nothing to be afraid of.Gu Ziyang thought of this in his heart, and he suddenly became enlightened.

Just as he was thinking about how to get rid of the responsibility, a voice suddenly squeezed in.

"Brother Xuanyuan, long time no see! I miss you so much."

If a delicate woman said this in a coquettish voice, Gu Ziyang would not feel that there was anything wrong with it.

But the person who said this was a man, even though he had long hair, and even though he had a pair of upturned peach blossom eyes, Gu Ziyang was sure that he was a man, an out-and-out man.

A man with long hair and a loud voice is not a transvestite.

The point is, this shemale will take advantage of his Master Hu Immortal as soon as he comes up.

Gu Ziyang couldn't calm down at all, he stretched out his hand to pull Linglangxuan behind him, pushed his body forward, and pushed the mean man aside abruptly.

"Who are you?"

Gu Ziyang looked at him with a bad expression.

Huanyou frowned, looked at him, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but soon he calmed down and snorted, "Cut, who am I! So it's you!"

Gu Ziyang's expression darkened, and he thought to himself, it's an old acquaintance again.

It seems that Yuchi Mufeng's "popularity" is not bad!There are not only enemies, but also rivals in love.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I haven't seen you in 500 years, and you are still so shameless. How could brother Xuanyuan be with someone like you? It's disgusting."

Huanyou raised her lotus fingers, and poked Gu Ziyang's face with her fingers.

Mu Yu shuddered, feeling that his whole body was not well.

Feng Xingche, who has always been happy and never showy, couldn't help it anymore, and turned his face to the side with a painful expression.

Without further ado, Gu Ziyang took out the Hanying Fan and slapped Huanyou with it, directly sending him flying.

"Dead ladyboy, I will beat you every time I see you, young master."