debt repayment

Feeling the boy's motionless body gradually soften, the ghost scraped his face with delicate fingertips.

Afraid of waking him up, he only laughed in a low voice: "Little slob, sleep when you're full."

The ghost thoughtfully covered the boy's white robe over him.He patted his back with a soft voice.

"Go to sleep, brother, go to sleep."

The ghost sat in the darkness that did not distinguish between day and night, lowered his eyes, as if his consciousness had also fallen asleep with the boy in his arms.

Until something nasty broke through the ghostly aura he set up outside and broke into his forbidden area.

The ghost knelt and sat in the same place, the claw-shaped ghost behind him suddenly sprang up, and rushed towards the people with their teeth and claws.

The ghost snorted, and all the ghost shadows surrounded the people with puffs.Xiao Daotong ignited the yellow talisman, with sharp eyesight and quick hands, and stuck all the talismans to the palm of the ghost. The touched part of the ghost was burned away by the charm, and it sizzled like the flesh of a living person, emitting black smoke.

Li Gui was in pain, but still refused to give in, and said in a low voice, "Get out!"

The talisman's light shone into the shadows he was in, revealing the ghost's face faintly.

It was still as beautiful as the bright moon, but it was a pity that the lips were covered with uncoagulated blood, and the blood and tears on the cheeks were several times more spectacular than last night.

Song Hui'an's slender phoenix eyes were soaked with blood that was almost black, and I no longer saw the sorrow and resentment that I felt pitiful for, only the vicious and ominous ghostly aura remained.

Looking at the boy in his arms again, he still has his breath.He believed that the young man had been killed, but now that he was almost whole, Quan Ying couldn't help but be taken aback.

Sensing his eyes on Zi Shu, Li Gui's expression became more indifferent and alert.

On the Zijin Palace, Yan Wen commented rather unkindly: "This looks like a ghost."

Quan Ying's body remained silent, only looking through the eyes of the avatar, wishing to engrave Song Hui'an into his own pupils.

He should have prepared earlier, the ghost in front of him is the more reasonable and real Song Hui'an; the Song Hui'an who showed his face and made fun of him yesterday is more like a clear cloud and a sweet dream in his imagination.

He tried his best to stabilize his tone, and said softly: "Brother, it's me, I'm here to save you."

"What are you? You made my brother sleep because of your noise."

The dazed look on Song Hui'an's face was replaced by hatred and disgust.

The ghost hastily tightened its arms and strangled the young man in his arms.Seeing this, Quan Ying swallowed back the words that were about to blurt out.

It turned out that he was not only stimulated, but also insane.

Song Hui'an went crazy, he should have kept it in mind.

Never should, never should, he should never have neglected this matter.

In the last few years of his life, he was awake and insane, and his appearance was insane. After his death, he also inherited this characteristic in his life.

"Brother, calm down, this young master is not your younger brother. If you get close to him like this, you will infect him with yin energy and shorten his lifespan..."

"Bold thief, what nonsense are you talking about?!" Song Hui'an scolded bluntly, glaring, "He is not my younger brother, is it you? Who are you, dare to trespass on the Prince's East Palace? The guards call you to subdue the law!"

A dark wind blew from behind him, blowing straight so that Xiao Daotong couldn't stand firmly.

Crazy, Song Hui'an was crazy, and he was so crazy that he didn't even know who he was, where he was, and who the people in front of him were for a while, and he just stubbornly clung to the tail of his memory.

Quan Ying raised his hand to block the wind that could dry his eyes, and shouted against the wind: "Brother, wake up! You have been a ghost for many years, and your younger brother has no obsession, so he has already been reincarnated! You let this little boy go!" Bar!"

"It's a bunch of nonsense! I'm living a good life, and the successor is about to be orthodox. I love my emperor's brother, and I want you to hinder me?"

Song Hui'an stood up while speaking, and his figure turned into a series of phantoms, attacking him.Until he came in front of Quan Ying, Quan Ying felt that his expression was ferocious and distorted, his eyes were about to burst, and the ghostly aura that made people's liver tremble completely burst out, and the black energy around him seemed to have life, and he was ready to move closer to the two.

Li Gui opened his bloody mouth, revealing his fangs. Under the light of the talisman, his sickly fair skin showed a faint blue-purple color.

Quan Ying hurriedly unleashed the Saga sword, the sword body collided with the sharp claws, making a clank.Before coming here, he had been prepared. He cut a hole on his finger with a sword and cursed it with peach wood blood. But when he saw his fingers flipping like flowers, yellow talismans flew out from his fingers and attacked Song Hui'an. The key.

Song Hui's Anhua ghost empress has been entrenched here for a long time, and she rarely encounters monks who can make her lose her mind, and there are only a handful of battles where she really fights with her life.Quan Ying knows that his attack methods are immature, but he should not be underestimated, because a furious ghost is like a wild dog chasing its prey, and will never stop killing and biting unless it dies.

Two shadows, one big and one small, came and went in the middle of the black air, and it was impossible to tell which was superior for a while.Song Hui'an saw that he couldn't get it for a long time, and became more and more manic and furious. He let out a low growl like a beast from his throat, and then let out a long roar, gnawed and scratched, and attacked every exposed part of Quan Ying in a disorderly manner.

Want to tear apart all the flesh, want to suck all the blood dry!

Want to eat all edible souls and grievances!

Li Gui's eyes burst with blood.He is an adult after all, taking advantage of his long hands, he pierced Quan Ying's thin shoulders with his sharp claws, and threw Xiao Daotong to the ground in an instant.Quanying was in pain, and with a twist of the sword in his hand, he also pierced Song Huian's shoulder. With the muffled sound of tearing flesh and blood, the tip of the sword pierced Song Huian's neck. With his stab, Song Huian pressed his ghost claw He couldn't use a third of his strength.

The two were seriously injured, and the blood slowly smeared under Daotong's body.

However, the mahogany tree and the ghost body are both extraordinary human beings, and they can't die no matter how hard they toss. Although their movements are limited by their injuries, they still use desperate force with each other. One of them clawed twice in the flesh and blood, and the other pushed his sword upwards hard. Up one point.

Quan Ying gasped in pain. Looking at Song Hui'an's ferocious face, which seemed to be unconscious as before, he grinned and said, "Brother, Brother Zhu, let go!...It hurts! It hurts!"

Turning his scarlet eyes, Song Hui'an saw that his still movable left hand seemed to be casting a curse, and hurriedly grabbed his throat, and the sharp claws became tighter and tighter, and a little more force could completely crush his cartilage.

The pain in the throat was severely choked with a sharp soreness.Quan Ying tried her best to twist her body, but she couldn't break free.

Why is the ghost so powerful!

"Zhu...Brother Zhu!" He could barely speak a complete sentence, he could only forcefully spit out a few words while enduring the severe pain, "Don't, don't kill me... Cough cough, Brother Zhu... vomit—— "

Song Hui'an frowned, and with a click, the neck of Daotong's avatar was crushed.

Quan Ying only felt that his head was disconnected from his body, and blood spattered from his neck.It was also at this moment that he reckoned that the peach wood surrounding the two of them was bleeding almost, and patted his right hand up and down in the pool of blood twice, his movements were very light, like a butterfly flapping its wings, with only a few bruises. Circle thin invisible ripples.

The heavy head kept tilting back, allowing his wide-open eyes to see Song Hui'an's dull, blood-splattered face from an extremely tricky angle.

Blood flowed like a river, so much fairy peach tree juice was enough for Song Hui'an to recover.

He thought quite gratifiedly that the fairy peach tree he planted was also considered to be a good idea.

Xiao Daotong raised his soft hand tremblingly, tugging at the corner of his clothes.

"Brother Bamboo."

The ghost trembled again, and the fierce light in his eyes faded away.

"……You are?"

Song Hui'an spoke rather fearfully, obviously not yet sober.

"Brother Zhu, I'm here to play with you." Quan Ying forcefully smiled, and took out something from her bosom with her right hand.

"Give."

Song Hui'an looked down and saw that it was a big, ugly, broken black bell. He immediately tilted his head, stretched out his hand, and lightly touched the bell with the tip of his claws that had not recovered his five fingers.Unexpectedly, the bell seemed to come alive suddenly, shaking in Quan Ying's hands continuously, the strength was so great that Quan Ying let go of his hand.

"Dingling-dingling-dingling-!!!"

The bell fell into the blood, then jumped again, and landed on the open space outside the blood, making low, hoarse and windy sounds continuously.The people outside seemed to have received a message, and the Ghost Suppressing Aiqu came in aggressively.But seeing that the bell washed away the black air around it, a tall and strange ghost crawled out of the bell!

Chi variation, the tune is solemn and solemn, not to be profaned; dense thunder came from above their heads.

Thunder is about to appear, and mountain rain is about to come.

Quan Ying broke out in a cold sweat: This Yu Xian Taoist friend is really generous, he actually directly led lightning to strike ghosts!I'm afraid he was afraid of him, a "loose cultivator" who didn't know his origin, so he simply killed him with the ghost!

This is different from what was said just now. The agreed well water does not interfere with the river water, so the two have nothing to do with each other?This day, Lei is a common catastrophe for humans, gods, ghosts and ghosts in the world. It's not a joke. His mahogany body is touched a little, can't it be burnt?

Song Hui'an didn't react, Quan Ying grabbed his hand, burned the last yellow talisman, and said in a low voice, "Shift!"

The moment she left, Quan Ying left many things in her mind.

There were roaring ghosts running towards the two of them, and there were also thunderbolts that pierced into the darkness here with white light and exploded in his ears.

He even felt that he was blown into the sky by this thunder.

Where he couldn't see, the black sky dissipated, and the sea of ​​blood dissipated, all in the blink of an eye.The haze that lay over the entire wilderness was divided into several pieces by the majestic and majestic thunder, and was wiped out in the sky.

The dust is flying, and the rumbling sound is endless. If a god of war enters the world, clear the demons.

In the small dilapidated temple more than a hundred miles away from the ruins, the body smashed to the ground, startling a group of sleeping birds on the tree outside the house.

"Ouch!"

Quan Ying hit the ground on the back of his head and smashed a brick, staring at him immediately.He covered his head and twisted it for a long time, before supporting the back of his head with one hand and his neck with the other, he connected his own head.

After a busy night, the sky had already turned white. He looked at Song Hui'an's body that had completely passed out due to exhaustion, took out the kit, and put him in temporarily.

Forget it, I'm tired, we'll talk about business after a break.

[The author has something to say: this volume is coming to an end

This beginning is really long]