The little Taoist became popular after being dressed as a cannon fodder

Bai Feng suddenly frowned, "Is it just an illusion?"

In just a few blinks, he felt the entire Taoist temple shake.

"Earthquake?" Bai Feng's heart tightened, and he immediately steered the wheelchair out of the room and came to the empty square.

The pilgrims who come and go to Izumo Temple on weekdays are naturally not as good as those of the popular Taoist temples, but if there are fewer, it seems that it is not always the case.

Because of the heavy rain, it was rare for Bai Feng to see an empty Izumo Temple.

Just what happened to the vibration just now?

Bai Feng waited outside for a while, the rain was so thick that it seriously affected his sight.

When Xia Wenyu and Yu Guiyuan followed the trail to find them, they saw Bai Feng collapsed in a wheelchair.

"Bai Feng!" Xia Wenyu immediately rushed forward, but was grabbed by Yu Guiyuan.

"Don't go there!" Yu Guiyuan said in a deep voice.

Xia Wenyu narrowed his eyes, "Brother Yu?"

Yu Guiyuan pulled Xia Wenyu behind him, "There is one more person."

The torrential rain was pouring, and Bai Feng was reclining on the wheelchair, his body was completely soaked, his long hair was tightly attached to his head and body, if he didn't read the words carefully, he would even immediately recognize him as a water ghost.

Xia Wenyu took a step forward and stood beside Yu Guiyuan side by side.

Bai Feng remained motionless, but after Yu Guiyuan yelled at him, a wet figure slowly emerged from behind him.

The man's eyes were wide open, staring fixedly at Xia Wenyu.

Xia Wenyu narrowed his eyes, "Que Shen."

Queshen's hands were still hidden behind the wheelchair, "You're here."

Xia Wenyu said coldly, "You have designed so many, isn't it just to lure me here?"

Queshen's expression was covered by the heavy rain, and Xia Wenyu couldn't see clearly. Amid the pattering rain, he carefully distinguished the voices coming from the opposite side. Xia Wenyu was worried that Queshen would stab someone in the dark.

But what surprised him was that Queshen just laughed strangely.

"Are you holding Bai Feng hostage to threaten me?" Xia Wenyu couldn't help but ask, "Do you think you can really threaten me?"

If Yu Guiyuan, who was pinched in Queshen's hands at this time, might be of some use.

Queshen didn't speak, he just stared at Xia Wenyu, his eyes that were almost filled with black were too terrifying.

Yu Guiyuan looked at Queshen, who was obviously malicious, but felt very embarrassed.

During the previous time in Yinquan City, Yu Guiyuan also figured out one thing. Queshen refined Xia Wenyu's apex blood and forcibly bound his own destiny with Xia Wenyu.

If Yu Guiyuan took action against Queshen, there is no guarantee that he would not...

Yu Guiyuan turned his eyes slightly, and looked at Xia Wenyu who was at the side.

Compared with Yu Guiyuan, Xia Wenyu is much calmer.

After he patted Yu Guiyuan's hand, he took the first step without hesitation.

"Little fish!" Yu Guiyuan grasped Xia Wenyu's arm, his tone was clearly identifiable nervous, "Don't go over!"

However, after hearing Yu Guiyuan's words, Queshen on the opposite side giggled, "Why, are you scared?"

"Didn't you always want to kill me? If you don't come here, how are you going to kill me?"

Mixed with the sound of rain, Queshen's voice became more and more distorted, "Wen Yu, come here."

"Come here, and I'll give you a chance to kill me."

When he said the last sentence, Queshen's tone could be called gentle, but this gentleness was mixed with resentment, which only sounded creepy.

Xia Wenyu didn't speak, but just took the second step.

Yu Guiyuan understood that he couldn't stop Xia Wenyu's footsteps, so he had no choice but to follow Xia Wenyu's side step by step.

Queshen was still standing behind Bai Feng, looking at Xia Wenyu who was getting closer, the corners of his lips became more and more distorted.

But when he was two or three steps away from Bai Feng, Xia Wenyu suddenly stopped.

Que was taken aback for a moment, and when he was about to speak, the pouring rain suddenly stopped.

But it turned out that a transparent barrier rose up at some point, enveloping the four of them.

A bad premonition suddenly rose in Queshen's heart.

"Que Shen." Xia Wenyu said slowly, "You should be familiar with this magic weapon."

Que gritted his teeth deeply, "Of course I'm no stranger!"

When he was found by the people from Qihan Peak, he was trapped in this magic weapon called the soul-binding bell.

The soul-binding clock, as its name suggests, all those trapped in it cannot escape even their souls.

Unless the owner of the soul-binding clock releases it.

"You actually got the soul-binding bell." Queshen's eyes began to turn red, "He is really willing."

"For me, little uncle naturally has nothing to hate." Xia Wenyu looked directly at Queshen, "Didn't you know it early on?"

As if stimulated by this sentence, Que Shen's expression loosened for a moment, "Why!"

Why do you get the favor of everyone in Qihan Peak?

Why can I only rely on your breath to survive?

Why, that person is not me?

Que Shen originally thought that he was no longer jealous, however, in front of him at this moment, he still couldn't control the anger and jealousy rising from the bottom of his heart.

Just because you are human and I am a demon?

Xia Wenyu looked at Queshen with indifference.

The memories of her childhood have long been unsealed, however, looking at Queshen again at this time, Xia Wenyu's heart will no longer be disturbed.

Looking back at this moment, Xia Wenyu found that all the intimacy was just a fantasy, his own wishful thinking.

From the very beginning, Queshen looked at him with other thoughts.

"Back then." Xia Wenyu said slowly.

Que Shen couldn't help but look at him.

Unfortunately, Queshen did not hear the long-awaited confession and guilt.

"I shouldn't be willful or soft-hearted. I should obey the second senior brother and leave only those two people alone."

"You!" Que Shen gritted his teeth, but for some reason, he restrained the urge to rush forward.

Xia Wenyu looked down at Bai Feng who was still in a coma, and said slowly, "Is he the second person you chose to seize the house?"

"You can pick." This sentence, Xia Wenyu said, was extremely ironic.

Back then, Que Shen tried to refine Xia Wenyu's heart and replace him completely, but unfortunately the plan was destroyed, and Que Shen himself disappeared. I don't know what method he used to retain a trace of remnant soul.

And now, Bai Feng, who was picked by Queshen, is also a person with a destiny in this world.

Xia Wenyu sighed, "Que Shen, with your aptitude, if you practice peacefully, you may not be able to ascend in the end. Why do you have to do this?"

After all the calculations and calculations, what good did they end up with in the end?

"You sound nice!" Que Shen couldn't help but sneer, "If you really think about me, you might as well remove this soul-binding clock!"

Xia Wenyu shook his head helplessly, he slowly raised his hand, and a cluster of bright white flames ignited at his fingertips.

The heart of the flame is silver, and the whole flame is not much larger than a soybean, but it makes Queshen's eyelids twitch.

Yu Guiyuan looked at the silver flame jumping from Xia Wenyu's fingertips, and was a little puzzled, "Little fish, what is this?"

Xia Wenyu looked gently at the silvery white flame burning at her fingertips, and said slowly, "Fenyan."

"The fire of the fairy world that can burn everything in the world."

Xia Wenyu's voice was flat, but what he said made Yu Guiyuan's heart beat.

If it wasn't because of Queshen, Yu Guiyuan's hand might already be on Xia Wenyu's wrist by now.

Que Shen's reaction was more direct than that of Gui Yuan, he directly lifted Bai Feng who looked half-dead, and stood in front of him.

He squeezed out the words almost word by word, "Xia Wenyu, are you crazy?"

"Kill me, what good will you do!"

"Don't forget, Xia Wenyu, we are bound together, if you kill me, you will be severely injured!"

"Really?" Xia Wenyu was noncommittal, "But when I was young, my uncle almost burned your soul to death, and it didn't seem to have any consequences."

"That's because I still have a remnant soul!" Que Shen roared.

"Then you can rest assured." Xia Wenyu raised her head, "This time, I will burn your remnant soul as well."

While speaking, the cluster of small flames on Xia Wenyu's fingertips drifted unsteadily towards Queshen.

Que's deep eyes were fixed on the cluster of silvery white flames.

Yu Guiyuan stood aside, a little strange, why didn't Queshen resist?

That cluster of silver-white flames looked too fragile, as if it could be completely blown away with just one breath.

Que Shen's reaction made Yu Guiyuan very puzzled.

Why does a person who can calculate from the previous life to this life look so weak at this moment?

Even a thin layer of sweat had begun to seep from Que Shen's forehead.

Outside the transparent soul-binding clock, the heavy rain had already shown a tendency to stop, but no one cared about the people inside the soul-binding clock.

But Yu Guiyuan didn't know that Queshen was also under tremendous pressure at this time.

The soul-binding bell is not just a good-sounding name, even in the Sanxuan Sect, it is enough to be called a high-grade magic weapon. The reason why Yu Guiyuan felt nothing while inside the soul-binding bell was simply because Xia Wen Yu didn't attack him.

Besides, if Xia Wenyu hadn't trusted Que so much when he was a child and never defended himself, how could he have designed to take away the blood of his heart.

If it hadn't been for Queshen's refinement of Xia Wenyu's apex blood, and hiding it from the heavens, Xia Wenyu would not be able to find the person, and he would not have dragged the matter until now.

If they faced each other face to face, Queshen would never be Xia Wenyu's opponent.

While Yu Guiyuan was silent, Xia Wenyu's voice suddenly came from his mind.

"Brother Yu."

"Later, no matter what happens, don't stop me."

Yu Guiyuan's heart skipped a beat.

In the next moment, Que Shen's miserable howl came from the opposite side.

After the silver flame landed on Queshen's shoulder, it immediately spread over his whole body with lightning speed.