The god is an exorcist

Closing his eyes, Yan Heng imitated what Yuan Ziyu told him, took a deep breath, then relaxed, trying to put himself into a state of meditation.

After trying several times in a somewhat anxious mood, Yan Heng finally felt that his consciousness turned into a fluffy dandelion, which was scattered lightly by the breeze, and finally landed on the surrounding plants. superior.

In an instant, images suddenly appeared in front of Yan Heng's originally pitch-black eyes, which were the scenery around the entire square, the damaged buildings, the darkened square that was struck by lightning, Qiongqi under the spray of the fountain, looking at Qiongqi Yuan Ziyu with a relaxed expression And behind him with his eyes closed, everything is like a silent movie from an old TV, the whole screen is glowing with a faint green.

This feeling of watching everything from the perspective of a bystander is both novel and weird, with only the rustling sound of plant leaves in my ears, like whispering close to my ears.

It seems that the male god is right, all the plants around him are now his eyeliner, so it will be much easier to find the guy who is hiding and controlling Qiongqi.

According to their speculation, the goal of the guy who worked so hard to control Qiongqi should not be to attack the Yan family building. If the two of them hadn't appeared suddenly to interfere, Qiongqi and him must have left by now, so no matter who What is the purpose, and where must he be hiding now, waiting for Qiongqi to solve the obstacles in front of him.

Yan Heng withdrew his consciousness from the square, and started to walk farther away, finally found the man dressed in black in a corner blocked by a gravel downstairs, even his face was completely blocked, only a pair of eyes were staring at him. Suspicious people in the direction of the square.

found it!

Yan Heng opened his eyes and hinted at Yuan Ziyu's direction calmly, then slightly raised the corner of his lips, and threw the lightsaber in his hand towards Qiongqi.

Qiongqi was startled, and jumped back to avoid the lightsaber, but in mid-air, the lightsaber separated into dots of golden light again, and gathered towards Qiongqi relentlessly, wrapped around his two sharp front claws, like a shackle Forcibly tie them together.

Looking at Qiongqi, who was fierce and unusual just now, but now sitting on the ground like a big cat and constantly waving his front paws trying to break free from the shackles, Yan Heng actually thought it was a little cute.

"Be honest and stay here for a while." Yuan Ziyu said, and suddenly threw a blue talisman in the direction where the magician was hiding.

The conjurer who focused on Qiongqi didn't expect Yuan Ziyu to attack him suddenly, his first reaction was to run away from his hiding place, but he almost tripped when he straightened up.

There seems to be something hanging on the foot.

He looked down, and it turned out that a finger-thick vine emerged from the wind under his feet at some point, wrapping around his ankle in black boots.

The conjurer immediately pulled out the dagger attached to his back and cut off the vine.

It was just such a pause, the conjurer had no time to escape, a purple sky thunder crashed down, splitting the piece of concrete covering him into a pile of powder, as long as the place where the lightning hit was five centimeters further back, he would definitely die Will be involved, if so, the conjurer who had no time to dodge was also brushed by several pieces of sharp-edged gravel and flew past his cheeks, cutting the black cloth covering his face several times, revealing the overflowing water inside. Bloody wound.

Compared with the previous silver sky thunder, the purple sky thunder came and went faster. When the conjurer regained his eyesight after being almost blinded by the sky thunder, there was only a charred black hole in front of him.

"who are you?"

The conjurer followed the sound and saw the young man with a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes standing not far from him and looking at him coldly.

But before he could answer, the young man frowned again, and said in a hesitant tone, "I seem to have seen you—are you the magician caught by the Yuan family 16 years ago?"

Yuan Ziyu's words caused a flash of astonishment in the magician's lifelike eyes.

The Yuan family, that's right, this young man must be from the Yuan family!

If Yuan Ningsheng, the patriarch of the Yuan family, hadn't brought people to destroy the corpse puppet he was about to make, and locked himself in the dungeon of the Yuan family for more than ten years, how could he become the inhuman and ghost-like person he is now!

Thinking of this sorcerer, he couldn't help but get angry. 11 years ago when the Yuan family suddenly experienced turmoil, he had the opportunity to escape from the dark dungeon. Qiongqi's lost heart was found there, and this was the chance for him to curse Qiongqi's heart, and then control him.

This is an opportunity, God gave him a chance to take revenge on the Yuan family, but now he is going to be disturbed by a junior from the Yuan family?

However, this kid can even control ancient beasts like Qiongqi, and his status in the Yuan family should not be low. If he can be controlled, and Qiongqi is added, he will not be afraid of stepping on that nasty Yuan family.

It takes some time to cast a spell, but if you use the puppet on your body...

Hidden under the black robe, the conjurer held the dagger tightly, and with the other hand, he touched the puppet on the side. There were two puppet hanging there, one was a stand-in puppet, which was attacked by Qiongqi before. I have used up my own time, and the other is just a puppet, as long as it can be stained with the blood of the young man opposite, I can temporarily control him.

"What is your purpose of controlling Qiongqi?" Yuan Ziyu paused, as if he had guessed: "To get revenge on the Yuan family?"

Although Yuan Ziyu did not participate directly when the conjurer was arrested because he was too young, but later he heard from a servant that the conjurer only picked pregnant women and babies under the age of one for making "corpse puppets" and "puppets". , for this kind of guy who is not as good as a beast, Yuan Ziyu feels extremely disgusting from the bottom of his heart.

"Heh..." The conjurer gave a strange laugh, and suddenly rushed towards Yuan Ziyu with all his strength, and at the same time swung the sharp dagger hidden under the black robe.

But just halfway through the swing, he was suddenly grabbed by a strong force from behind and pulled hard.

"What?!" The conjurer turned pale in shock, and hurriedly looked back, only to see several wrist-thick vines behind him at some point, wrapping around his hands and waist, preventing his sneak attack.

"I knew that a guy like you, who doesn't look like a good thing at first glance, would not be so honest." Yan Heng stepped forward, wrapped his arms around Yuan Ziyu's waist from behind, and pulled him back Hugging tightly into his arms, like a beast protecting food, he glared at the conjurer angrily.

Seeing that the sneak attack would not work, the conjurer used his dagger to cut off the vines wrapped around his other arm, grabbed a small bone flute on his chest, and blew it by his mouth.

The bone flute did not make a sound, but Qiongqi, who was still sitting there struggling with how to break free from his claws, suddenly stopped and raised his ears, as if he was trying to discern something, then he turned his eyes to the direction of Yuan Ziyu and the three of them, regardless of who was caught. With its front paws, flapping its incomplete wings, it rushed towards them with unsteady but still swift movements.

The ground under Qiongqi's footsteps vibrated, Yuan Ziyu and Yan Heng turned around and looked behind at the same time, and then Yuan Ziyu heard Yan Heng say in a helpless voice next to his ear: "What did that guy do to Qiongqi?" Medicine? If it’s all like that, I still have to rush here.”

Yuan Ziyu also followed in a rare way: "I really hope he can always be as honest as before."

Yan Heng let go of Yuan Ziyu, and kissed him on the side of the ear: "Just concentrate on dealing with Qiongqi, as for the latter one, I promise to wrap him up and tie him with a bow when you come back to clean up."

A burst of itching, numbness and electric current spread from the place where Yan Heng kissed to his heart, Yuan Ziyu gave him a reproachful look, then threw out the talisman again and trapped Qiongqi with an enchantment: "His current threat is equal to zero."

"During the time I'm not around, the relationship between you two has improved a lot."

The familiar banter came from behind accompanied by a hoarse murmur, and Yuan Ziyu knew who it belonged to even if he didn't look back.

Hu Zhu quietly appeared behind the conjurer who was struggling with the vines that would wrap around like a snake even if he cut them off, grabbed him by the neck, his nails grew suddenly, and he cast a spell immediately like a knife. Five small blood holes were poked out on the master's neck. As long as Hu Zhu's palms tightened a little more, his not-so-thick neck could be pierced immediately.

Hot and humid blood flowed from the wound, and the conjurer was too frightened to move.

"But what's going on here?" Hu Zhu seemed very satisfied with the reaction of the conjurer who had been intimidated by him, and then turned his gaze to the bewildered Qiongqi, and continued to ask: "How did that guy become like this?"

"He was controlled by the magician in your hand." Yuan Ziyu said.

Hu Zhu hummed in a doubtful tone, then finally lowered his head and looked carefully at the conjurer who was holding a chick in his hands: "This guy seems to have no ability except for his strong aura. "

As he spoke, Hu Zhu narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and asked the motionless conjurer, "Hey, how did you manage to control Qiongqi?"

"Let go, let go of me!" The conjurer's voice was as harsh as grit rolled under a wheel: "If I die, he will never recover!"

"Are you threatening me?" Hu Zhu's calm voice was filled with murderous aura, the hand pinching the conjurer's neck suddenly exerted force, and the sharp nails instantly grabbed the conjurer's throat, and blood flowed from his damaged aorta It gushed out, while Hu Zhu moved back quickly, not even a single drop of blood was splashed except for his fingers.

Yuan Ziyu and Yan Heng didn't expect that Hu Zhu would suddenly kill the conjurer, so they could only stare dumbfounded at what happened before them.

"You just killed him like this?!" Yan Heng couldn't help but said loudly: "Aren't you afraid that his death will affect Qiongqi?"

Hu Zhu flicked the blood on his hand in disgust: "What effect will it have? Didn't he say that, at most, he won't recover. Anyway, the person who controlled him is gone. It doesn't matter if he recovers or not. In the worst case, I will Wouldn't it be a good thing to bring him back to the demon world in this way, and there will be less ferocious beasts in the world?"

Yan Heng looked at him suspiciously: "You don't want to take revenge on Qiongqi for what happened to Shang Zi, do you?"

"How is it possible." Hu Zhu's eyes darkened the moment he heard Shang Zi's name, but quickly returned to normal: "I just know that for Qiongqi, he would rather die than be controlled by someone. "

Yan Heng thought for a while, although he and Qiongqi only met once or twice, it can be seen that he is very arrogant, besides being controlled by others, let alone Qiongqi, most people would feel oppressed no more.

"It's actually not as bad as you think." Yuan Ziyu interrupted the two of them, pointing to the direction of the barrier: "He seems to have returned to normal."

The author has something to say:

I'm too busy at the end of the year, I hardly have time to code words, I will try my best to get time codes, sorry everyone ORZ