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Seeing that the other party's expression was hard to explain, Ming Yi showed him a bright smile: "Okay, I understand what you mean, I won't do it in the future, for the sake of my sincerity, let me out."

Cao Xuanhe: "Don't let go."

The smile on Ming Yi's face disappeared immediately: "Why?"

Cao Xuanhe: "We have broken off friendship, I don't know you well."

"..." Ming Yi was speechless: "Why are you more childish than me!"

"I said that in a moment of anger. Besides, I just said that you are the person I trust the most. Why do you only remember the sentence of breaking up the relationship?"

Seeing that Cao Xuanhe didn't answer, Mingyi folded his arms around his chest and snorted coldly: "I'm still angry, although you are doing it for my own good, but you can't force me to be locked up here for a day, restricting my freedom as a ghost !"

Cao Xuanhe explained: "We'll have to break through later, it's safer inside than outside."

Ming Yi frowned dissatisfied, thought for a while and said, "Okay, then you will remember to pick me up later."

Cao Xuanhe murmured, turned and left.

And Dai Ze stood in the distance and watched one person and one ghost talking. Although he couldn't hear what they were saying, he could tell that the little ghosts in the formation were quite irritable.

However, his temper came and went quickly, and at the beginning he looked like he was going to beat someone up, and I don't know what Cao Xuanhe said, but the kid's anger disappeared visibly with the naked eye.

Unexpectedly, Cao Xuanhe was quite good at coaxing people.

Dai Ze saw that he had calmed down the brats in the formation and walked towards him, he immediately greeted him with a smile, and teased, "Boss Cao, I never thought you would talk too much."

Cao Xuanhe squinted at him.

Dai Ze asked: "Why, did I say something wrong?"

Cao Xuanhe said: "He is stupid."

"Ah?" Dai Ze didn't understand what his sudden sentence meant?

Cao Xuanhe: "If you don't speak clearly, you don't understand."

Dai Ze: "...uh."

Cao Xuanhe saw that he hadn't reacted yet, and said lightly: "You and him are indistinguishable."

"..." Dai Ze tasted the meaning of this sentence and asked, "Are you scolding me?"

Cao Xuanhe ignored him and walked towards the crowd.

The main person in charge of breaking the formation this time was Song Yuanxiang, the vice president of the Xuanshu Association. The reason why Cao Xuanhe came to help was because the other party called several times to invite him.

At the beginning, Cao Xuanhe rejected the other party on the grounds that he was out of town, Song Yuanxiang directly took the opportunity to invite him face to face, and his attitude was not insincere.

The reason for this is mostly due to his unfathomable profound art.

Cao Xuanhe has never joined any associations of mystic arts or Taoism, and his behavior is very low-key, but this does not affect his reputation in the world of mystical arts.

Those who work with him will sigh afterward: This man's magic skills are really powerful.

No matter what kind of situation he faces, he seems to be able to handle it with ease.

A master once lamented: He is very powerful, and he can be even more powerful.

After a long time, when the Xuanshu Association encountered some difficult problems, they would ask Cao Xuanhe to help.

Therefore, even though he has a weird personality and is unwilling to make friends with others, many people still flock to him.

Yin-gathering formations spread all over the back mountain, and the group of warlocks needed to be separated and each guard a point.

The position Cao Xuanhe needs to guard is halfway up the mountain, and after walking over, he sits down cross-legged and closes his eyes to rest.

In fact, Song Yuanxiang originally wanted him to break his heart, but Cao Xuanhe directly rejected it.

It's not his character to show off and take credit.

It may be that the masters are breaking the formation, and the completely dark sky is inexplicably rumbling and muffled thunder.

Ming Yi looked up at the dark sky, and muttered softly, "Is it going to rain?"

On cloudy and rainy days, little ghosts are the most jubilant, especially those fierce ghosts, and their resentment will be a little heavier than usual.

Therefore, in Yangjian, people often run into ghosts on rainy nights.

Ming Yi looked at the baggy clothes on his body, and thought that if he got wet, he would have to be naked. After all, Cao Xuanhe didn't seem to have brought a few clothes when he came over.

He looked around and found a place not far from the cave to shelter from the rain.

However, half an hour later, the sky has been muffled by thunder, but not a single drop of rain has fallen.

Ming Yi was hesitating whether to go out, when he suddenly heard a rustling sound, like the sound of shoes rubbing against the ground when a living person walks.

He frowned, feeling puzzled in his heart. Aren't the group of people busy breaking the formation right now, why would anyone come here?

Hearing the sound from far to near, he poked out half his head curiously, and saw two middle-aged men furtively winking at each other, one of them pointed to the red line formation, and pointed to the hole sealed by yellow cloth .

Ming Yi instantly understood that they were trying to sabotage!

At this time, another ghost guard guarding the entrance of the cave also realized that something was wrong, stood up and shouted to the two men, "What do you want to do!"

"..."

Ming Yi didn't expect there to be a brat braver than himself.

The two middle-aged men were startled by him, and looked at him at the same time, seeing that it was a ghost, they looked at each other.

One of them approached the entrance of the cave, and the other middle-aged man took out a yellow talisman from his body and rushed towards the ghost messenger.

Seeing this, Ming Yi rushed out immediately, kicked the man who was close to the entrance of the cave, and shouted loudly at the same time: "Help, someone destroyed the trapping ghost formation!"

Seeing him yelling at the top of his voice, the man felt bad, gritted his teeth, stood up and rushed towards him.

These two are obviously warlocks, Ming Yi and Ghost Chai are not opponents, as for the other ghosts, they hid aside and watched the show one by one, with an attitude of having nothing to do with themselves.

Seeing that there was a talisman in the opponent's hand, the ghost messenger didn't dare to confront him forcefully, so he could only dodge around and try to entangle the man.

When Ming Yi saw the man rushing towards him, he either dodged or dodged, rushed up, kicked the middle-aged man to the ground again, and at the same time hid behind the middle-aged man, strangled him tightly by the neck.

Shouted again: "Cao Xuanhe, someone here wants to destroy your talisman array!"

The middle-aged man realized that he had underestimated the kid's strength, so he quickly corrected his mentality, took out the talisman paper and tried to stick it behind his back.

Ming Yi raised his hand and punched him on the bridge of the nose, and quickly dodged.

One of the bald-headed, bearded men finally couldn't hold back his voice: "Old Wang, let's go, this bastard is shouting so loudly, those people must have heard it."

The middle-aged man called Old Wang looked up at the dark sky, and snorted coldly: "Those people are busy breaking the formation, and they won't be able to come up for a short time. Leave these two brats to me. You go and open the hole." !"

The bald man nodded, and approached the cave again.

Ming Yi wanted to catch up, but was blocked by a yellow talisman that suddenly appeared.

Before he could dodge and stand still, he heard a whispered curse from behind, which made Ming Yi dodge again in fright.

Sure enough, these two people are not easy to deal with, just now they were kicked down by Ming Yi, it was purely unprepared, but now when they really compete, the situation suddenly turned to the two.

Ming Yi fought with this middle-aged man named Lao Wang, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the bald man standing in front of the cave entrance, pulling out the wooden stick stuck on the stone vigorously.

He was anxious in his heart, so he could only shout to the group of little ghosts watching the show hiding in the dark: "Stop watching, go and stop them, if they open the tunnel of the underworld and let the ghosts inside run out, you Everyone will be eaten, and no one can escape!"

Hearing the words, the middle-aged man thought about it, and shouted at the group of brats: "Don't listen to the nonsense of these brats, we are here to save you, those sanctimonious warlocks said something to break the formation, but in the end they got a magic circle first!" You are trapped in it, we are here to break the formation and let you out!"

Hearing going out, the eyes of those little ghosts lit up, and a few little ghosts floated out from the dark place and asked, "Are you really here to break the formation?"

While wrestling with Ming Yi, the middle-aged man responded, "Yes, if you don't believe me, help me wrap this brat around for half a minute, and I will open this magic circle..."

"Grass!"

Ming cursed obscenities angrily, and while he was speaking, he punched him in the stomach, making him swallow all the words that followed.

But even so, those brats were still tempted.

No matter who used the ghost-recruiting formation or the ghost-sleeping formation, it is of no benefit to them.

Now a warlock suddenly came and said that they could break the formation and let them out, no matter it was true or not, they all wanted to try, and immediately after that, seven or eight little ghosts floated over and surrounded Ming Yi.

Ming Yi had a hard time dealing with that Warlock, but now that there are a few more brats, he is instantly at a disadvantage.

He had to shout again: "Cao Xuanhe!"

These little ghosts were not good at fighting, but they couldn't stand the numbers. As soon as Ming Yi kicked the two little ghosts away, two other little ghosts rushed up again, and the ghost messenger was also entangled by the little ghosts.

The sorcerer named Old Wang got away in an instant, ran to a point, took out a bottle from his arms, and poured the contents on the ground.

Ming Yi was entangled and couldn't see what it was, but the formation there did fail, forming an exit wide enough for one person.

The middle-aged warlock shouted: "The formation here is broken, you are free!"

Hearing this, the little ghosts were taken aback for a moment, and then they all rushed towards him.

The warlock who was calling you free just a second ago was knocked to the ground, and the little devils trampled on him one by one, regardless of his life or death.

There are too many little ghosts in this formation, and the exit is too small. They all want to squeeze out quickly, so they are all blocked at the entrance of the formation. I squeeze you one by one, and you squeeze me. There are not many little ghosts escaping. out.

Ming Yi looked at the crowd of ghosts, hesitated for a moment, then simply turned around and ran towards the entrance of the cave to stop the bald man.

During the few minutes of their fight, the bald man had already pulled out most of the wooden sticks, and the yellow cloth was hanging loosely at the entrance of the cave.

And the entrance of the cave has already exposed most of it, and one of the evil spirits poked its head out, its ferocious face was full of excitement, and it was about to get out of the cave.

Ming Yi kicked the bald warlock's back from behind, blocked the hole with his body, and knocked the evil spirit back at the same time.

The bald warlock reacted quickly, dodged aside, and looked at Ming Yi with a fierce look on his face. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the yellow cloth hanging beside him, his eyes lit up, he raised his hand to grab the yellow cloth, and pulled it hard. , and threw it towards Mingyi.

The opponent moved too fast, and Ming Yi couldn't dodge in time, so he subconsciously blocked it with his arms.

"hiss--!"

His arm was burned by the yellow cloth, and white smoke was coming out.

Ming Yi threw off the yellow cloth, glared at the bald man, and raised his hand to beat him again.

The bald man was ready to resist, but the kid on the other side feinted and pressed his knee against his lower abdomen, followed by a scream.

At the same time as the screams, a low-pitched spell was uttered, and the large group of little ghosts crowded at the entrance of the formation were directly ejected.

Cao Xuanhe raised his foot to kick away the blood on the red line, drew a talisman in the air, and quickly repaired the opening of the formation. Seeing his ugly face, the group of little ghosts backed away in fear.

He glanced around, and finally saw Ming Yi at the entrance of the cave, who was struggling to kick the evil spirit back.

Cao Xuanhe stepped forward quickly, and saw the middle-aged man on the ground curled up clutching his stomach pain, and shouted to the man who came behind him: "Dai Ze, tie him up."

Ming Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Cao Xuanhe's voice, but the entrance of the cave had been completely opened, and the evil spirits inside poked their heads out one by one, trying to get out, leaving him no time to worry about what was behind him.

At this moment, a big hand was placed on his shoulder, pulling him behind him.

Cao Xuanhe made a formula with one hand, recited the incantation silently, and drew a talisman in the air again, blocking the entrance of the cave.

There seemed to be a layer of transparent glass at the entrance of the cave, and it was clearly seen that the inside was instantly filled with evil spirits, all of them with hideous faces, like ferocious beasts.

Seeing that the entrance of the cave was blocked again, Ming Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Cao Xuanhe turned his head, looked him up and down, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Ming Yi curled his lips, raised his left arm that was still in pain, and said pitifully, "It's something, I'm injured."

Cao Xuanhe was startled, stepped forward, and said, "Where is the injury, let me see."

Ming Yi lifted up the wide sleeve of his left arm, revealing a red, swollen and scalded area: "Look, the injury is serious, and it was still injured by your spell. You must be responsible for me."