Reviving another world and chasing husbands

Yun Xiao saw Huan entering the door, and he could see that he was a little shy and embarrassed, holding the hem of his clothes with both hands and looking at him.

Yun Cang's visible expression gradually eased, seeing Yun Xiao's focus and sincerity, he smiled slightly, softly picked up Zi Sai who was still playing, and quietly exited the room.

Zi Sai was still holding the candy in one hand, and he just stuffed it into his mouth at this time, but when Yun Cang suddenly picked him up, he reflexively covered his ass.

Yun Cang: "..."

It was getting late, and Yun Xiao, who had been reminded by Yun Cang, would naturally not leave the room casually, and Yun Cang was really relieved that Huan was by his side, Huan was very powerful, if he had the strength he had a few years ago , the possibility of winning the battle with Huan is not great, and this person is usually kind to everyone, but once he touches Yunxiao, he will become irrational, even if he will risk his life It is also at all costs.

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In the early morning of the second day, Yun Cang got up early to prepare some meals and planned to send them to Zhuan Xu later, but he could smell a faint smell of blood coming from the mountain gate in the air.

The food in his hand trembled slightly, Yun Cang got up and went to the inner room and put Zi Sai who was still asleep in the Lingfu, wishing Yun Qing not to bring Zi Sai out no matter what happened before being alone rushed to the front.

A circle of disciples had already surrounded the gate of the mountain. A sharp-eyed disciple saw Yun Cang and immediately stepped aside, "My lord! There are two wounded here!"

Yun Cang just stepped forward to take a look, then frowned, and said: "Send these two to the guest room first, and send disciple Haosheng to take care of them."

These two people had met several times when he and Zhuan Xu were in the market, but they were not familiar with each other. Now it was a troubled time, for the two cultivators whose origins were unknown and who were covered in injuries.

"But has anyone seen how these two people appeared at the main gate of the Northern Wilderness?" Yun Cang looked around, but there were no traces of blood. He fell down exhausted.

Sure enough, what the disciples said after that was basically the same, most of them said that they suddenly fell from above, and no one saw them.

Only one disciple hesitated for a long time before walking in front of Yun Cang, and after giving a salute, he said, "Master, these two...before they fell, the disciple seemed to have seen it from afar..."

Yun Cang frowned and said, "What did you see?"

The disciple hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth, and said: "I saw the ghost king chasing after these two, and he seemed to want to take them away, but he left in a hurry when he saw some disciples coming out! "

Ghost Lord?

Yun Cang thought for a while, and said to the groups of disciples guarding the gate: "It's not peaceful outside these few days, you guards have to be more careful, and be more careful on weekdays."

Then, he found a magic weapon from the Lingfu and placed it in the center of the door, then made a few fixed spells around it, and reinforced it by another layer before ordering: "If someone visits the door on weekdays, you must You have to walk through the mirror array before letting people in."

The disciples all bowed their heads and said yes, Yun Cang turned around to leave, but suddenly saw that there was nothing on the ground reflected in the mirror, it was as clean as before.

Turning his head suddenly, looking at the bloody ground not far away, Yun Cang's pupils suddenly shrank, not good!

Turning around abruptly and rushing towards Yunxiao's room, Yun Cang only blamed himself for being careless at this moment, since the two cultivators were able to ride the clouds so far and then fell from exhaustion, how could they have passed out immediately and saw the disciples coming out? So he scared the ghost king away, so how can the ghost king who still seemed calm under the siege that day explain it? !

"Yunxiao!" When Yun Cang arrived at Yunxiao's room, what he saw was the black-clothed ghost who was fighting with Huanzheng. When the ghost saw Yuncang coming, the corner of his mouth curled into a smile, "Yo, little cute elder brother."

He still used Yunxiao's face, but Yun Cang felt nauseous when he saw him, and he melted a stick of heaven in his hand, and said coldly: "Yunxiao has been imprisoned by you for five years, and the pain of skinning should be settled with you today. !"

"Yellow Spring Staff! Why is it in your hands!" Gui Jun was shocked when he saw the magic staff in Yun Cang's hand that was emitting a dazzling purple light, "Isn't the Yellow Spring Staff in Beichen Yunxiao's hands!"

Only then did Yun Cang know why the Ghost Lord had imprisoned Yun Xiao for so many years. It turned out that Yun Xiao was captured by the Ghost Lord instead of himself...

Pursing his lips, the corner of Yun Cang's mouth curled up into a contemptuous smile, "So what if it's in my hands, the Huangquan stick has now recognized its owner, even if you snatch it away, what use will it be?"

"Impossible!" Guijun's voice suddenly became sharp and piercing, Yun Cang frowned and took a step back, looked at Guijun's hysterical look, and said, "Why not? The Huangquan stick is the treasure of the Northern Desolation Sect , so why not?"

"The Huangquan stick should be a treasure of my ghost clan! It should be mine!" The originally clear male voice turned into a piercing female voice, and the illusioned appearance of Yun Xiao gradually returned to its original form under the brilliance of the Huangquan stick. Only then did Cang remember what happened to the strange woman that Zi Sai kept talking about last night. The ghost in front of him turned out to be a female cultivator.

"Are you a Painted Skin Ghost?" Yun Cang clenched the Yellow Spring Staff expressionlessly, and asked the enchanting woman in front of him who seemed a bit ferocious at the moment.

"So what!" Gui Jun's eyes were still staring at the Huangquan stick in Yun Cang's hand, without blinking.

Yun Cang raised his head slightly, looking a little arrogant, "Why are you so obsessed with the Huangquan Staff?"

"Why don't you know the effect of the Yellow Spring Staff?" The female cultivator shone with a greedy light, and most of the disciples present took a step back. This woman is as beautiful as she is, and her thoughts are too vicious.

Yun Cang knew very little about the Huangquan Staff. Although he had done some research before, there were too few records about the five great artifacts in the ancient books, and most of them were mentioned in a few words. After all, the artifacts were just legendary things, and Although the Northern Desolation Sect has been guarding the Huangquan stick, but the Huangquan stick has never responded for thousands of years, so how can it be recorded?

Just as he was thinking this way, a conversation appeared in his mind, as if Huang Quanzhang himself was talking about something, Yun Cang only felt that he had understood all the knowledge of Huangquanzhang for a moment.

The ghost king wants this Huangquan stick because he wants to break the mirror of reincarnation and the lake of three lives, and wants to return to his body before he was alive. No wonder she is a painted skin ghost, and she cares more about her appearance than her name. The plan was meticulous, but it was just for such a face.

What is there to care about, and pay for it with your life?

Yun Cang really couldn't figure it out.

Yun Xiao pushed the door out from the door, as if he had figured something out, he shouted to Yun Cang: "Brother! This Huangquan stick is her nemesis! You point the Huangquan stick at the soul-absorbing direction of her, and he can't move!"

Before Yunxiao finished speaking, he was interrupted by Guijun's fierce offensive. How could Huan let him hurt Yunxiao?Immediately, he drew his sword and fought with him.

At this moment, Yun Cang suddenly thought of Zhuanxu's voice, which was intermittent and inaudible, "Yun Cang, this ghost king is the key to the formation of the formation. She gathers the world's resentment into one, and it is the formation that is used to consume The eyes of the 'silkworm chrysalis'!"

The business gradually changed from light to heavy, and Yun Cang could clearly feel that Zhuanxu was rushing towards him at this moment, and knew in his heart that he had to hold back the ghost king, but although he knew the function of the Huangquan stick, it was the first time he had actually used it. , the location of the soul-absorbing soul...he doesn't even know where it is!

Suck soul, suck soul.

Yun Cang was thinking silently in his heart, but there was no change on his face. He just suddenly noticed that the Huangquan staff in his hand seemed to have sensed something. The body of the staff gradually broke away from his control, and then floated in mid-air. The location happened to be pointing to the ghost king.

The faucet gradually emitted a dazzling red light that was completely different from purple light, the impact was so strong that Yun Cang closed his eyes.

At the same time, Yuncang's Lingfu suddenly shook violently, and Fusang, who was sleeping in his talisman, was forcibly awakened, unable to control himself at all, and slowly floated out along with the other five artifacts.

Yun Qing also came out of Lingfu with Zi Sai in her arms at the first time, her mouth grew wide looking at the sky above, and she frowned tightly as if thinking of some scene in her mind.

Zi Sai was still sleeping at first, but suddenly he frowned and woke up with a puckered face. He inexplicably felt some discomfort in his body, but he couldn't tell where it was.

Yun Cang widened his eyes when he saw the dazzling artifacts appearing in five different directions above the Northern Desolation Sect. Suddenly, a bad premonition welled up in his heart. Seeing the blue-purple light that cannot be seen directly, the color of the light gradually darkened, and finally turned into an extremely thick black.

Guijun seemed to have noticed something, looked at the place where the dragon head of Huangquan stick screamed, "Don't—ah—!"

The 'skin' painted on Guijun's body gradually faded under the pressure of the Huangquan stick, slowly became colorless, and finally turned into dust and dissipated in the air. Only a bunch of them seemed to be lost. Supporting the skeletons scattered all over the place.

Yun Cang didn't care about Gui Jun at all, what he cared about was that the resonance of the five artifacts produced above the Northern Desolation Sect was so loud that it almost pierced his ears, but it was useless to cover his ears with his hands , Yun Cang's ears hurt unbearably from being stimulated. Suddenly, a strong wind passed by, and the harsh sound seemed to disappear suddenly, and there was a silence between heaven and earth.

Panting, Yun Cang raised his head, looked at Zhuan Xu who was frowning tightly in front of him, and said in a daze, "What happened?!"

Zhuanxu pursed the corners of his lips tightly, looked at the light clusters gradually merging together in the sky, and said dejectedly: "The formation has been completed today... the five artifacts are singing in harmony, and the ghost has turned into a 'silkworm chrysalis'" The eyes of spiritual energy..."

"The silkworm chrysalis is about to appear."

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