Scholar has special ghost skills

"Zifei, you don't even want to leave me!" The ghost king was furious uncontrollably, his sleeves on both sides frantically waved, and a strong wind suddenly blew up.

"My lord!" Nie Zifei's expression was mournful, with tears streaming down his face, as if being pulled by a powerful force, his white clothes fluttered, messing up his blue hair.

When the other party got farther and farther away from him, He Yunqing suddenly came back to his senses, and ran forward to grab his hand, "Zi Fei, don't go over there!"

The ghost king's face was gloomy, and he pulled Nie Zifei back even more quickly, pinching his slender and fair neck, "Zifei, don't make me angry again! What? Are you very touched that my old lover came to you after reincarnation? Huh? "

"Ghost King, stop! Let Zifei go!" He Yunqing yelled, and the Ghost King shot him a sharp look.

Yan Junyi who was on the side rushed over to protect him. At that moment, an invisible light pierced through the wind and cut Yan Junyi's arm.

"Pfft." As soon as internal injuries were involved, Yan Junyi vomited blood again, and the blue and white Taoist uniform was already stained with blood.

He Yunqing was shocked, and quickly supported him, "Yan Junyi, how are you? Why did you bleed so much!"

"Hurry up and hide!" But Yan Junyi pushed away and stood in front of him.

"Yan Junyi..." He Yunqing looked at his back, and an inexplicable emotion welled up in his heart.

At this time, the ghost king had a violent expression on his face, and he gritted his teeth, "Today I want you all to die here, catch them for me!"

With a command, the little ghost in the Xuanjiao immediately ran over laughing, "Hee hee hee~"

"Hide well!" Yan Junyi ordered He Yun who was behind him to make a soft sound, and stabbing them with his sword while enduring the severe pain.

"Yan Junyi, you have to be careful!" He Yunqing watched anxiously, trying to help but couldn't help, and the monk seemed to be overwhelmed and couldn't help at all, and Zifei was held hostage by the ghost king again.

For the first time, he hated so much that he was just a weak scholar with no strength.

There was a hint of schadenfreude in the ghost king's eyes, and he pinched Nie Zifei's chin to look, and whispered in his ear, "Zifei, you can see clearly, who is the only one your prince has eyes on now, he is worried about other men, Do you still think he will treat you like me? Do you think he can still hug you like me? "

"Ghost king, don't hurt the prince!" Nie Zifei's eyes trembled, but he grabbed the ghost king's hand and pleaded.

"Why, do you still want to plead with your old lover?" Seeing him like this, with black smoke rising from his body, the Ghost King grinned ferociously, "Okay, I'll let you watch, and I'll let him disappear in smoke! He won't be able to reincarnate again, Cut off all your thoughts!"

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The so-called little ghost is difficult to deal with, Yan Junyi felt that he was injured, and his movements were much slower. He could not continue to entangle with the little ghost like this, exhausting his physical strength.

He stopped and stood on the spot. After all, the little ghosts were afraid of him, so they didn't rush up, but just circled around him, making disturbing and disturbing laughs.

"Heavenly fire and thunder god, thunder from five directions. Earth fire and thunder god, subdue demons and eliminate spirits. Evil spirits go away quickly, and report to my emperor. Be as urgent as a law! (Note ①)" Yan Junyi quickly made his handprints and silently recited the mantra, Five illusory, majestic divine bodies sprang out from the body.

"Hey, Yan Junyi, you have to hold on." Jiu Jie who was not far away saw this.He is most aware that this consumes the most mental power, and will not be summoned unless it is a last resort.

Sure enough, those little ghosts were so frightened that they turned around and ran away. The eyes of the five gods were as bright as torches, and they raised the magic weapon in their hands to summon purple-blue thunder and lightning.

In just an instant, they were beaten to death!

The ghost king glared at him, "Yan Junyi, you want to kill me and make you happy!"

The next moment, Yan Junyi faced him, and the five gods launched a thunder and lightning attack at the ghost king. While dodging, Nie Zifei also took the opportunity to escape from his bondage.

"Zifei, how are you?" He Yunqing hurried over to help him up.

"My lord." Nie Zifei suddenly hugged him tightly.

He Yunqing was taken aback, "What's wrong?"

"Yan Junyi, the Sa family is here to help you!" Jiu Jie killed the last female ghost and jumped over.

"Jiujie, take them away!" Yan Junyi yelled loudly, his back was facing them at this moment, he was vomiting blood, but his posture was still upright.

"What are you talking about?" Jiu Jie didn't expect him to say that.

"Let's go!" With the five gods dealing with the ghost king, Yan Junyi split his mind, and flew out countless talisman papers from his arms, connected them together in mid-air, and folded them into a huge thousand paper cranes and flew towards them.

"Hey!" Jiujie saw the situation and sighed heavily, "Okay, Yan Junyi, take care of yourself!"

Then strode forward and grabbed He Yunqing, "Let's go up!"

"But..." He Yunqing looked at Yan Junyi worriedly, while Nie Zifei looked at him with a faint sadness in his heart.

"Let's go! Yan Junyi will find a way to deal with him!" Saying that, Jiu Jie dragged them onto Qianzhihe's back.

The Thousand Paper Crane raised its head and neighed, then waved its wings and slowly flew up.

"Then what should Yan Junyi do?" He Yunqing asked worriedly.

"Could you stop asking the Sa family, you rambling scholar?!" Jiu Jie shouted irritably.

"My lord." Nie Zifei called He Yun lightly.

"Zifei." He Yunqing put his hands on his shoulders and told him clearly, "I am He Yunqing, not the prince anymore."

Nie Zifei leaned on him with tears in his eyes, "If you are not the prince, why did you come to save me?"

It's just that He Yunqing kept looking at Yan Junyi, and saw that he was thrown out by the ghost king and fell to the ground, and the five gods disappeared suddenly, so he pushed Nie Zifei towards Jiujie, "Master Jiujie, can you You can't take Fei away first!"

"What are you doing, scholar?" Jiu Jie glared at him.

"I'll save Yan Junyi!" He Yunqing said and was about to jump down.

Jiu Jie grabbed him and scolded angrily, "Are you crazy, or are you too stupid, because you, a scholar, still want to save him?"

But He Yunqing made up his mind, "I have dragon energy on my body, so the ghost king will be more or less afraid, and nothing will happen!"

"Yun Qing, don't go." Now that Nie Zifei's soul has been wounded, he doesn't have much strength. Ever since he knew that He Yunqing is the prince, he doesn't want him to take risks, and he... doesn't want him to go...

He Yunqing held his hand and promised, "Zifei, wait for me, I will definitely come back."

Then let go, closed his eyes and jumped off, running towards Yan Junyi resolutely!

"My lord..."

"My lord..."

"My lord..." Nie Zifei yelled loudly, but the other party didn't look back.

He clutched the hem of his shirt with heartache, and tears blurred his vision.

"What's the relationship between the two of them?..." Jiu Jie stroked his bald head, and before he finished speaking, a white shadow flashed in front of him, and Nie Zifei had already flown over.

"Tsk, ask what love is in the world, and tell everyone to die!" Jiu Jie cursed angrily, patted Qian Zhihe's head, turned his head, and chased after him.