The partner of the monster catcher is the fox monster

It was the fourth day when Yin Huai opened his eyes, the sky had just dawned, and what he could see inside the closed stone room was still a hazy gray.

It is much easier to go through the calamity no longer after lightning strikes and fires, and you won't be lying on the ground with injuries after opening your eyes, begging for death.

He slowly circulated his qi, and the senses that gradually became active began to work. First, he felt like washing the sutras and cutting the marrow all over his body, and then the Lingtai gradually cleared up.

However, within a short breath, Yin Huai's face suddenly turned cold, and his body almost bounced up in an instant, without stopping in the middle, he directly rushed down the mountain.

When Yin Huai arrived, Song Yun had already fallen to the ground, the venom from the poisonous pincers had corroded the flesh and bones around the wound into a pool of black blood, and the remaining flesh could not support the weight of the whole person and was torn off. The horrific wound extending from the side of the neck to the chest resembles the bite of a giant animal.

There was a straight charcoal mark not far from him, and one or two traces of the printed array on the surrounding land could even be discerned.

Of course Yin Huai knew who it was.

The heavy blood in the air and the stench of burnt insect corpses were entangled in the gray mist in the mountains, so depressing that Yin Huai felt that he could spit out his heart as soon as he opened his mouth.

The Gu poison went straight into the spirit veins, Song Yun had died long ago, and his soul was gone—the seven souls in his body had already been dispersed, and the three souls were already incomplete.

These simple four words mean that he has no chance of entering the underworld.It means that this person will not be reincarnated again, but will disappear directly between heaven and earth.

From then on, no matter hundreds of years or thousands of years, this person will never come back.

Yin Huai stood stiffly on the spot, with a look of despair that had never been seen on his face for hundreds of years.

He stared at it for a while, then exhaled very slowly, and stepped forward.

The house of the heart and the gods, Song Yun's soul is now scattered like this, the only thing that can be of any use is to cut out the heart to lure the spirit back to the orifice.It is not necessary to cut open the heart because of the wound, but the venom is still in it, and the poisonous criminals are out of their minds, but after the person dies, the meridians no longer flow, and it is impossible to force the venom out by external force. The only thing to do is to use something to dissolve the Gu poison.

He didn't know what kind of fairy medicine and spirit grass were in the nearby mountains, and he didn't bother to look for them, but he was very confident that there was one thing that was readily available.

Yin Huai sat down next to Song Yun, stretched his arms and pulled him to his side, drew a curse seal near his heart with his fingertips to protect the remaining strands of soul, then raised his hand, a cold light came on his fingertips Shan, simply pressed it directly into his chest.

Three inches below his heart is where Yuan Dan lives. Yin Huai broke the wall of his heart expressionlessly, and soon his fingertips touched a bead about an inch away. The scorching heat instantly made his brain jump, Yin Huai tsk With a sound, he wiped the bead quickly, then he clenched his fist and quickly pulled out his hand. Jin Tang brought out all the blood and water without stopping, and directly put his hand into the wound on Song Yun's chest. The stuff is all painted on.

Then he pulled out his hand and repeated all the actions just now.After coming and going, the two of them were almost covered in blood, looking very embarrassed.

But Yin Huai felt that the heart he held in his hands seemed to have a little warmth, and the scorching Yuandan gold liquid quickly penetrated into it, turning all the remaining evil poison into wisps of green smoke.At the same time, under the immersion of spiritual practice, the remaining scattered souls in it gradually became stronger, not as weak and erratic as before, as if they could be blown away immediately with just a little breath.

He wiped off the blood on his body, pinched Song Yun's chin and turned his face away, stared at it for a while, and rubbed his thumb on his lips—it was as soft as he imagined , but as cold as the morning mist in the mountains.

Yin Huai exerted a little force with his fingertips, loosened his teeth, and then slightly closed his eyes and pressed them together. The skin touched for a short time, and then separated again.

The spiritual energy given to Song Yun immediately turned the psychic platform to the double building to reach the Fu Que, and together with the Yuandan gold liquid, pushed the spirit pivot to walk.

Even though it has been exhausted for a long time, there is still a residual soul in the heart after all, and after the spirit pivot has been carried out, it can use the residual soul as its own command to summon the soul.

Coincidentally, within the 74 perilous peaks, the mountains are so high that even the sky walls are cut with thousands of blades. Even if it is a soul, it is difficult to sway freely when trapped in it. Therefore, even though Song Yun's soul is almost dissipated, the souls that go out do not disperse very far.Coupled with the blessing of Yin Huai's spiritual cultivation, the summoning of the soul was surprisingly smooth, and it didn't take long for the three souls and seven souls to gradually take shape.

Yin Huai's face finally looked better, and he gently straightened Song Yun's body, let him sit against the rock wall behind him, and sat aside to watch him quietly.

Yin Huai still has a lot of aura for him to survive the past. After the soul is condensed and formed, there must be some leeway, and Song Yun still has some time.

Sure enough, shortly after the soul was formed, Song Yun suddenly coughed up a mouthful of black blood, and suddenly breathed.

Yin Huai supported his shoulders to hold him down, and then turned his head, just in time to meet Song Yun's gaze.

Song Yun's breathing was unstable, and he was almost hanging on his breath. After calming down for a long time, he finally suppressed his cough and panting. He smiled at Yin Huai, and joked for the first time: "I came out very early."

Yin Huai also smiled, and replied calmly without blushing and heartbeat: "I always think about you, and I am anxious."

Song Yun smiled very lightly, and didn't answer, he lowered his head and glanced at the wound on his body. He knew very well that he would not survive the poisoning. In this situation, it is obvious that this person used some tricks.

Then he glanced at the person across from him again.

Yin Huai's robes were always plain, and the blood stains were very conspicuous.Especially on the chest, there was a large smear of bright red blood, not like the black poisonous blood on his body.

Yin Huai coughed at the right time and drew his attention away.

Song Yun still didn't speak, just looked at him.

Song Yun felt that he didn't pay much attention when joking with him on weekdays, knowing that he was good-looking, but today, perhaps because he was a fox, this person was really rare and good-looking. The meaning of charm is that it is very suitable for the appearance of the word "big demon".

He carefully looked at the corners of the eyes and brows of the person in front of him bit by bit, trying to find something unique to this person and write it down clearly, but the more he looked, the more he felt that his vision was blurred and his mind and body were exhausted. He was almost suffocating.

Song Yun lowered his eyes and turned his gaze away, cleared his throat again, tried his best to gather his mind, and asked casually, "Before you said that you still have something to ask me, what is it?"

At this time, his face was almost as white as paper, so when he said these words, whether it was on his cheeks or on the tips of his ears, a thin blush was very conspicuous.

Yin Huai smiled, reached out to hold Song Yun's face and turned to look at him: "I want to ask you if you want to talk about anything else besides talking with me normally."

"For example?" Song Yun asked.

"For example," Yin Huai paused, looked into his eyes with a gentle look that seemed to be a smile but not a smile: "Talk about romance."

Although the current physical condition does not allow his heart to beat faster, Song Yun still felt something scorching hot beating and expanding at the position of his heart, which even made him taste a little sweetness on the tip of his tongue.

But at the same time, there was also a great pain and unspeakable sadness rising from the bottom of his heart, and the clear and perceivable rapid loss of life made his mind cold and clear.

In fact, compared with ordinary people, the lifespan of monks has reached an unimaginable level. Even Song Yun's days on the mountain are measured in units of four seasons of cold and heat.Such a long period of time is enough to smooth out almost all human desires, including life and death obsessions, so monks have no desires or desires.

It was the same for Song Yun for a long time before that. He had stood in a position where there was no room for death more than once, but he had never felt a wave in his heart.However, this last time, there was a sudden struggle in my heart.

Earlier, when the poisonous poison attacked his heart, he felt a little lost in his heart, and even took some chances to stay until dawn.Now that I have seen what I want to see, the struggle in my heart is even worse.

He thought so, and even felt a little ironic.

Song Yun looked down at his veins for a long while, then suddenly smiled: "Fox," he said, spreading out his palms, and under the skin that had become almost transparent due to blood loss, a thin golden line quickly appeared. Dissipate upward along the tendons.

Song Yun watched the line quickly recede under the sleeve, paused for a while, and then raised his eyes: "I don't have time."

When he said this, his voice was very soft, but Yin Huai felt that these words were like an invisible hand grabbing his heart fiercely.

He looked at Song Yun, his lips moved, but no words came out.

In just a few breaths, the little aura left on Song Yun's body quickly retreated to the heart, and then he could no longer feel it with Yuanshen.

Yin Huai watched the light in his eyes disappear little by little, and finally reached out and closed his eyes slowly.Then she tidied up the hair on her forehead, wiped off the blood on her face, and finally leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips.

"I have time, I'll wait."