Brother is a bit bored

"Fuck, where are you tug-of-war? I'm not a rope!" Huang Yue's soul yelled and cursed.

Zhao Ran used both hands, holding Huang Yue's arm with one hand, and tightly grabbed his waistband with the other to prevent him from being sucked away by the flower essence, "Idiot, she is trying to swallow your soul alive and use your body as a sustenance." body!"

The flower essence is looking for a new host, which indirectly means that the old ghost is almost exhausted.

Lu Jingyang pinched his hands, and the Tang knife in his hand flew towards the old ghost's heart, and the golden-red unicorn also flew above the Tang knife, opening its mouth wide as if to bite the old ghost.

"Pfft!" With a muffled sound, Tang Dao pierced straight into the old ghost's heart.

"Ah—" the old ghost yelled, and countless black air gushed out from his mouth, it was filthy resentment, and all of that resentment poured into the eyes behind him.

Lu Jingyang was stunned for a moment, and the old ghost held the handle of Tang Dao with both hands, trying to pull out the Tang Dao.

With Lu Jingyang's free hand, he hurriedly pressed against the hand of the pinching formula to prevent Tang Dao from being pulled out uncontrollably.

"Hahaha, Lu Jingyang, do you think you can defeat me like this? Let me tell you, even if I die, I will avenge my son!" After saying that, the old ghost bit his index finger with the last of his strength, letting his blood Drops in the eyes of the bloody formation.

"All the evil spirits obey the order, and now use my bones and blood to pay homage to the blood formation. From then on, their souls will be locked in the formation forever. They cannot take revenge and will never give up..."

As soon as the old ghost finished speaking, he also fell to the ground.

Lu Jingyang changed his hand gesture, and the Tang knife flew out of the old ghost, directly cutting off the vines of the flower essence.

"Ah——" the flower essence root was cut off, and she was so angry that she let go of Huang Yue's soul.

Due to inertia, Huang Yue's soul was dragged towards him by Zhao Ran, and the two collided with each other, resulting in both souls flying out of the body.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Hua Jing plunged her flower vines into Huang Yue's heart.

Lu Jingyang and the others never expected that things would turn around like this, and they were stunned.

"Lie back!" Lu Jingyang came to his senses and quickly ordered Huang Yue's soul.

"Oh!" Huang Yue repeatedly agreed, and quickly lay back, but just as his soul and body merged, the piercing pain in his chest made him faint.

Lu Jingyang hurriedly recited the hemostatic spell to help Huang Yue stop the bleeding.

"The flower vines are piercing through the heart, bleeding too much, I'm afraid..." Zhao Ran shook his head and sighed.

"He's not yet alive, so he can't die!" Lu Jingyang said firmly.

At this moment, there was a loud neighing in the blood fiend formation, and then the thunder roared in the sky, and the heavy rain came suddenly, and the formation made of blood drops was washed away completely by the heavy rain.

Seeing that something was wrong, Hua Jing instantly turned into a stream of red smoke and dissipated in the rain.

Meng San also regained his soul at this time and stood up from the ground. Obviously, only he can do this kind of method of attracting thunder to break the formation violently.

Seeing Lu Jingyang and Zhao Ran guarding Huang Yue with sad faces, Meng San's originally relaxed expression also changed, "What's wrong?"

Before Lu Jingyang and Zhao Ran had time to reply, Huang Yue's soul floated out of his body again, "Woooooo... Saner, am I dead?"

Meng San, "..."

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault." Lu Jingyang frowned, if he hadn't cut down the flower vines, the flower spirit wouldn't have jumped the wall to attack Huang Yue.

"Hey, brother Lu, don't say that, I'm too good at myself, but I haven't even got a girlfriend yet, I don't want to die!" Huang Yue cried with a depressed face.

Zhao Ran interrupted them, "Well, he signed a contract with me, the body is protected, as long as the soul is not completely dissipated, he will not die."

Huang Yue breathed a sigh of relief immediately, "Oh my god, you said it earlier, I was shocked."

"But..." Before they could be happy for too long, Zhao Ran made another turning point.

Huang Yue almost vomited blood, "I said big brother, can you finish your sentence at once, it made my heart flutter, and I was scared to death if I didn't die!"

"Sorry." Zhao Ran apologized, and then said, "According to the normal situation, your physical body has already entered the state of death. Although I have a way to restore your yang, it will take time."

"How long will it take?" Huang Yue asked anxiously.

"49 days." Zhao Ran said.

"Hi, Xiaoyi, I'm not in a hurry, take your time." Huang Yue said happily.

Zhao Ran was speechless, "You can't eat anything in the yang world during these 49 days, otherwise your body will be corroded."

Huang Yue, "..."

Meng San smiled unkindly, and patted him on the shoulder in retaliation, "Poor kid, I'll take care of you when you go out to play in the future."

Sure enough, it took turns, Huang Yue would never forget that he was the first to say this sentence when Meng San entered the Tao!

Huang Yue stared at Meng San wanting to cry but without tears, "You are so revengeful, you will lose me!"

"Good boy, I don't care." Meng San replied heartlessly.

Zhao Ran interrupted them, "I'm going to recombine your soul and body now, it may hurt a little, please hold it back."

"Oh, I've already died, so why worry about pain, just come here." Huang Yue said with a bit of righteousness.

"Do you need our help?" Lu Jingyang asked.

Zhao Ran said, "It's not good if I consume too much mana in Yangjian, please bother you to transfer a little mana when I don't have enough strength."

Lu Jingyang and Meng San nodded in unison, "Okay."

Zhao Ran let Huang Yue lie next to his body, and then took out the mysterious black notebook and a writing brush.

He opened the notebook, found the page recording Huang Yue, and wrote a paragraph on it with a brush.

"what--"

As soon as he finished writing Huang Yue, he screamed in pain, and his soul rolled on the ground.