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If the sixth layer is more likely to release more, then the seventh layer is more likely to receive.

Ji Qingning, who was controlled by the illusion, finally regained his spiritual power after the sword energy disappeared, which also allowed him to regain his ability to move.

In the marketplace, five carriages were pulling the limbs and head of Ji Qingning's master.

Ji Qingning was so furious that he summoned a weapon and hit the driver pulling the carriage.

There are five coachmen in total, and his silver thread will pass through the chests of these coachmen, wrap them around their necks and strangle them.

But until the last groom, he suddenly grabbed his silver thread and shouted at him: "Qingning, wake up."

This groom looks very familiar, he seems to have seen it somewhere before, could it be in the royal courtyard, which guard is it?

If it was a guard with this appearance, he would definitely not forget it, why can't he remember it now.

"Qingning, concentrate, don't let the illusion disturb your mind."

Ji Qingning thought, what illusion?I want to save Master.

He wanted to strangle the groom to death. Although he looked pretty, it was a pity, but he wanted to save the master.

His weapon rushed in front of the groom several times, trying to kill him, but the groom didn't know what kung fu he had learned, so he couldn't even get close to him.

Ji Qingning regained his composure, and the groom said a third sentence.

"If you don't wake up again, I will throw you into the spirit lock bag."

Locking sac?

what is that?

Ji Qingning thinks these three words are very familiar, where have I heard them...

Suddenly his eyes widened, and memories flooded in.

This pedant!You just need to wake up, but you actually want to use such words!

Ji Qingning was extremely annoyed, but after seeing the situation around him clearly, his anger turned into surprise again.

Zhuang Qiu was injured, he was actually injured.

How could one's own attack hurt him? Even if he was unprepared, he should have a protective barrier.

He couldn't even penetrate the opponent's spiritual barrier, so how could he hurt Zhuang Qiu.

But the truth was right in front of his eyes, and the injury was not serious, it directly passed through Zhuang Qiu's chest, and the blood had already stained his clothes.

Ji Qingning felt a little guilty in his heart, he just reminded Zhuang Qiu not to be deceived by the illusion, but now he was also deceived.

Seeing Ji Qingning's gaze on the clothes on his chest, Zhuang Qiu waved his hands lightly and said, "You really think your weapon can hurt me, but it's just a small injury, it's not a big deal."

After finishing speaking, Zhuang Qiu performed a cleansing formula for himself, and the blood on his clothes disappeared immediately.

Only then did Ji Qingning's guilt go away.

"Where are the other two senior brothers?"

"It's very difficult for us to protect ourselves now, and we can't take care of them anymore. The best way is to break the formation as soon as possible, so that they still have a chance of survival."

Ji Qingning nodded and said: "Then continue to break the formation, now walk to your left."

Zhuang Qiu agreed, and pushed Ji Qingning's wheelchair to the direction he pointed.

Zhuang Qiu turned his back to Ji Qingning, and Ji Qingning naturally couldn't see the smudged blood on Zhuang Qiu's blood-stained clothes just now.

Epiphany is a fragile state.

Not only will the body barrier disappear, but it is an extremely difficult situation to encounter.

Zhuang Qiu didn't tell Ji Qingning that he ruined his chance to enter the stage of transformation.

He also didn't tell him that a small hole had been cut in his heart.

For him, as long as he is not dead, there is no need to tell others.

Making a big fuss and moaning about nothing is not Zhuang Qiu's favorite.

Seeing that his clothes were about to be stained with blood again, Zhuang Qiu recited another cleansing formula.

According to Ji Qingning's instructions, they finally reached the place where the white mist was thickest. The white mist here was so thick that even hands could not see clearly.

"What should we do now?" Zhuang Qiu asked.

The white mist ahead made Zhuang Qiu a little frightened. At his level, when he had some signs of turning into a god, his intuition was often very accurate. He felt that there was danger waiting for him ahead, and he was likely to die. at this place.

Ji Qingning also felt the danger. Although Zhuang Qiu was as clear as that, he could still feel it a little bit. This was the intuition of the formation master.

"Keep going forward, after passing the windless zone, it should be the direction the wind is blowing from."

Zhuang Qiu nodded, and added another layer of spiritual barrier to wrap him and Ji Qingning together, before pushing the wheelchair and walking in.

The air was thick, and Zhuang Qiu was completely out of breath from being squeezed by the white mist.

His consciousness was compressed inward, he couldn't see anything, and time seemed to stand still. When he was pushing the wheelchair, he felt that the time was extremely long.

It seems like 1 years have passed.

He wanted to ask Ji Qingning aloud, but even the voice was suppressed to the lowest level, so there was no way to ask Ji Qingning.

He could only push the wheelchair up for a long time without end.

Finally, he suddenly relaxed.

Ji Qingning's heavy gasps rang in his ears.

Zhuang Qiu turned his head to look, and saw that Ji Qingning's whole body was wet with sweat, and his clothes were tightly attached to his body.

How could his waist be so thin.

But when it hits people, it is very powerful.

Zhuang Qiu swallowed, and pretended not to care about wiping his sweat, but in fact his eyes had already looked at Ji Qingning all over.

Unable to suppress the evil thoughts, Zhuang Qiu suddenly dreamed of something.

Ji Qingning took a few breaths and looked around in confusion.

Although he knew what the seven-step illusion killing formation looked like, it was the first time he saw it with his own eyes.

It turned out that in the windless area, time would really be infinitely elongated. He felt as if hundreds of years had passed just now.

And the master said that the higher the cultivation base, the slower the flow of time will be felt.

Ji Qingning looked here curiously.

He has never been to the place where the Holy Son lives, but judging from the decoration here, it should be on the mountain peak.

He turned his head and wanted Zhuang Qiu to search around, but when he turned around, he saw that Zhuang Qiu's saliva was about to flow down.

Only then did he realize that his clothes were all attached to his body, and his legs were even exposed.

Ji Qingning glared at Zhuang Qiu angrily, making him elated.

After performing a cleansing formula, he took out a blanket to cover his legs, and then Ji Qingning said, "Go around and see if there are arrays or anything like that."

After Zhuang Qiu got the order, he hurried away.

Zhuang Qiu wandered around this place, this place is not big, it looks like someone's residence.

Not finding the array, Zhuang Qiu wandered around and came back again.

Ji Qingning was reading a book.

Zhuang Qiu leaned over and took a look.

Word book?

[The scholar knelt on the ground with a thud, and only heard him sobbing, "My lord, this robber robbed the civilian man and took me into captivity, humiliating me for three days and three nights"——]

Zhuang Qiu: ... This ...

Ji Qingning: ...

"How can there be such a script in this place, and I don't know who likes to read this kind of thing."

Zhuang Qiu pretended not to be interested, but couldn't help looking at the storybook.

He was quite curious about the process of robbing the civilian men.

Although he has probably mastered the theoretical knowledge, he has no practical experience after all. There are many books that say that the first time is very painful. If he does not do well and hurts Ji Qingning, then he must blame himself afterwards and regret it. So for the first time, Ji Qingning must be given the best, and he must not be afraid of this matter.

Ji Qingning put the book in front of Zhuang Qiu, and said with a half-smile: "Brother, just take it if you want to read it."

"Don't read it! I don't like to read this thing, I only like to read books on martial arts and martial arts, take them away!"

Only then did Ji Qingning put away his mocking expression, and put the book aside.

"This book should belong to Uncle Qinghong. She is the only one who has this kind of book in Qingyuan Mountain Range." When selling his teammates, Zhuang Qiu was not ambiguous at all, and directly confessed Qinghong without reading it at all. Qinghong also gave him a few books for study.

"How could Master Qinghong's things be here?" As expected by Zhuang Qiu, as soon as Master Qinghong's name came out, Ji Qingning really turned his attention to Master Qinghong.

"It should be the room of the Holy Son. Uncle Qinghong has a personal relationship with the Holy Son. With her temperament, if she took the Holy Son's spirit stone, she must return the favor. She likes the storybook, so she probably gave the Holy Son a few copies. "

Ji Qingning frowned and said, "Who would give someone this kind of thing as a gift?"

Zhuang Qiu not only took this thing as a gift, but also let Ji Qingning read it word by word: ...It's not impossible to give it away at all.

"By the way, when I was looking for Uncle Qinghong, I found Sheqing Ghost on her mountain."

"What kind of green ghost."

"A Sheqing ghost with a broken head who pretends to be an uncle."

"The decapitated ghost should not be able to reach the category of the green ghost, it should only be regarded as a fierce ghost."

"No, that one is stronger than me, and it is definitely the Sheqing Ghost. Oh, by the way, there is still a whistle on the road, so there should be a little Whistle Ghost."

Whistle ghosts are the ghosts that children turn into after they die. Children don’t have a lot of grievances, so they can’t do anything to harm others. But if a child wants to go home, he has to make a noise and let an adult take him with him. He can’t speak, so he just Can whistle.

"...Is that the whistle sound?" Ji Qingning covered his face with his hands and imitated it.

"Yes, that's it."

"Then what you met was not two ghosts, but one. In the category of green ghosts, there is a kind called "resentment whistle ghost", which is a ghost that dies after giving birth to a child and not being with the child for a long time. The whistling sound of this kind of ghost is sharper than that of a child transformed into a ghost. The one you saw not only lost its child, but was also beheaded and beheaded. It was very resentful, so it became a green ghost."

was talking.

Suddenly a whistle rushed in from the direction of the white mist.

Zhuang Qiu's complexion changed.

He protected Ji Qingning behind him, holding the sword in his hand, the flames danced on the tip of the sword, guarding against the approaching enemy.

The whistle was getting closer and closer, and the thin voice seemed to burst out of the white mist, heading straight towards Zhuang Qiu.

"Give me back my child!" It was an extremely high-pitched voice.

Zhuang Qiu's sea of ​​consciousness was shaken, and he couldn't hold the sword in his hand.

At this time, Ji Qingning, who was behind him, said again: "I remember that the form of the resentment whistle ghost is very special. Not only does it have to lose a beloved son and die with injustice, but it also needs to face each other day after day after the death of the relatives, so that such intense resentment can arise, but This whistling ghost, why is it just a ghost alone."