After being forced into an infinite stream, he slept with his nemesis

Everyone present had seen Campanulas at the time, but there are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of 1000 people, photos were taken, and Sun Xiaoyi's portrait was also drawn, but everyone's paintings were still different.

"Look at the photos." While everyone was exchanging the wind chimes that he drew, He Yuxiao suddenly appeared on his seat, threw a stack of photos over, and took them one by one.

"Why are you here?" Wu Qiuqiu looked up at him, obviously listening to the captain's intention to let him watch Zhou Xiaofei in the police force.

"Zhou Xiaofei is tired and dizzy from work. Now Zhou Dafei is working. It's nothing to do with me. I'm here to help you in the Hall of Ruthlessness." He Yuxiao looked at the quiet person in the first seat, took out the cigarette case from his pocket, flicked the cigarette, Box flew to the first seat.

Mo Yuanbai stretched out his hand silently to catch the cigarette box that was quickly approaching him, twirled it in his palm, and then twirled it back and forth on his five fingertips.

"Hey, Xiao Luo, how is your drawing?" He Yuxiao's eyes were locked on Mo Yuanbai for a while, and seeing that there was no response from the leader, he cast his eyes on the person opposite.

"Thank you Mr. He for the photo, it's very timely." Ye Qianluo said without raising his head, holding the pen tightly in his hand, scribbling and drawing on a piece of paper that had just taken shape, while Fan Jinshan was watching Holding the paper in his hand.

"Pretend to be real!" Maybe Ye Qianluo's contemptuous attitude annoyed He Yuxiao, maybe it was Mo Yuanbai's beating that made He Yuxiao have nowhere to vent, so he just slapped the armrest and started to attack Ye Qianluo.

Ye Qianluo still lowered his head, his eyelashes trembled twice, the hand holding the pen paused for a moment, and then continued to draw on the paper.

"You..." He Yuxiao stood up from his seat, and before he even took a step, he felt a chill all over his body. He turned his head to meet Mo Yuanbai's cold eyes.

"Isn't the head of the Ghost Mountain sect very popular?" Mo Yuanbai said lightly, turning the cigarette case in his hand.

"My lord...you...remember?" He Yuxiao said in surprise.

Everyone who was drawing stopped, and all raised their heads, even Ye Qianluo was no exception.

"Remember, the head of the Guishan School actually entered the system to accompany the endless reincarnation for 45 lives. Why bother?" Mo Yuanbai dug out a memory fragment. When Luo was in trouble, he couldn't help it.

"My lord..." He Yuxiao muttered for a while, his long and narrow eye sockets sparkled, and after a long time, he sat down.

As He Yuxiao's flags died down, everyone else avoided their eyes and continued to do their own things with their heads down.

Where no one noticed, Ye Qianluo quietly raised the corners of his lips, the feeling of being protected is really good!

Everyone put together the painted wind chimes and compared them with the photos. They were really the same person. Everyone glanced at each other, put aside their prejudices, and discussed gently.

Wu Qiuqiu: "Is this an illusion?"

He Yuxiao: "Skull wind chimes, this is an ancient forbidden technique. I remember it was recorded in an ancient book,"

Uncle Hua: "If I'm not mistaken, there should be a soul-attracting technique on the skull."

Sister Nan: "The flowers planted on it are Asura flowers, which are... flowers from the underworld." Sister Nan glanced at Ye Qianluo after speaking.

Ye Qianluo raised his head abruptly, as if mustering up the courage to speak: "I am..."

"My lord, I'm back." Ye Qianluo's plan was interrupted by a voice from outside the palace gate, everyone looked back and saw that it was Sima Zhiyuan who was back, followed by two shady ghosts.

"Master Ming Judgment." The two ghost messengers held the chain in their hands, and the other end of the chain was locked with two virtual souls, and they went to Mo Yuanbai's luggage one after the other.

Everyone dispersed and sat back in their seats.

Ye Qianluo had no choice but to give up. Anyway, he didn't expose his identity face to face, so he still regarded himself as a newcomer.

You have to have a thick skin to catch up with people.

"My lord, only six of the ten people have been found. Ji Zhengfeng and the soul of the driver who caused the accident have come back on secondment." Sima Zhiyuan took out a roll of paper from his sleeve and handed it upwards.

Mo Yuanbai took it, spread it on his hands and looked at it, the six died within five years, bleeding to death, headless after death, only one of the three souls, reincarnated as animals, and can no longer be reincarnated as humans.

"He Yuxiao, check." Mo Yuanbai rolled up the paper and threw it away. He Yuxiao raised his hand and grabbed the paper. On it was the identity information of the six people.

"Yes." He Yuxiao took out his small computer from his pocket, put one leg on the other, and began to operate the computer with both hands.

"My lord, this subordinate will bring the ghost messengers to enjoy the incense." Sima Zhiyuan made a bow, and stretched out his hand in the gesture of "please" to the two ghost messengers.

"Thank you, my lord." The two ghost messengers returned their salutes, handed the chains in their hands to Fan Jinshan who came forward, and left the Palace of Wuqing with Sima Zhiyuan.

Fan Jinshan took the chain and drew the soul-locking formation, locking the two souls into the formation.

"Ji Zhengfeng." Mo Yuanbai called down.

"It's me." The slightly lighter-colored soul replied.

"Death in a car accident, is there any grievance?" Mo Yuanbai frowned slightly.

These two soul bodies are too abnormal.

Car accidents account for a large proportion of mortal deaths, but the reaction of these two souls is obviously not like a normal death.

"No." Ji Zhengfeng said.

"Do you know Sun Xiaoyi?" Mo Yuanbai asked.

"Yes, this is an art student I sponsored." Ji Zhengfeng replied.

"Who is your assistant?" Mo Yuanbai continued to ask.

"Fu Zhi'an." Ji Zhengfeng replied a few words, the soul body seemed to be weaker, and became thinner and thinner, almost transparent, just like Sun Xiaoyi back then.

The same is true for the spirit body of the driver next to him.

Fu?Hearing this surname, Mo Yuanbai fell silent.

When he heard the nanny say "come to Fu's house" in the wine cellar, it turns out that the villa is not Ji Zhengfeng's, but Fu Zhian's?

"My lord... I seem... to die soon..." Ji Zhengfeng's soul trembled, slowly disappearing.

"Set up the soul-gathering array!" Mo Yuanbai gave an order, stood up from the first seat, and drew a volley in the air. Others, including Ye Qianluo, stood at the eye of the array to press the array.

As soon as the soul-gathering array gathered, Ji Zhengfeng's soul trembled even more violently.

"Tell me quickly, did Fu Zhi'an harm you?" Mo Yuanbai asked hurriedly, pinching his hands together.

Ji Zhengfeng was about to say something, but his throat got stuck. He pinched his neck with both hands, shaking even more violently.

And the soul body of the driver who caused the accident had already disappeared, and they didn't even have time to ask.

"Someone is trying to steal the soul." Ye Qianluo shouted, and no longer pretended to be weak, he gathered the Nether Qi with his hands, wrapped Ji Zhengfeng around, and protected his soul.

Everyone was shocked, but they all showed their magical powers, firmly grasping the eye of the formation, preventing the people behind the scenes from taking away Ji Zhengfeng's soul.

"My lord!" Sima Zhiyuan, who came back with two ghost messengers to enjoy the incense beside the incense burner, saw the tense situation in the hall, turned his head to look at the two ghost messengers, but found that the ghost messengers had disappeared in place.

No, it's a hit!

Sima Zhiyuan saw that Mo Yuanbai's face was frighteningly pale, and immediately realized that his lord was injured!

His expression changed instantly, and he rushed to Mo Yuanbai's back, put his hands on his back, and poured the power of his dantian onto Mo Yuanbai.

"Quickly tell me, who did it?" Mo Yuanbai felt the strength injected into his body, and his hands tightened even more, he hurriedly asked the protected soul in the formation.

"Fu... ah! Let go! I want... to be..." As soon as the words fell, the souls in the formation were suddenly torn apart, turning into a curl of green smoke, floating into the air.

Everyone loosened their hands, and they all took a few steps back.

"Pfft—" Mo Yuanbai spat out a stream of blood. Fortunately, Sima Zhiyuan was protecting him, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to last so long.

"My lord!" Seeing Mo Yuanbai spitting out blood, everyone was shocked and surrounded him.

"My lord, how are you?" Ye Qianluo squeezed out first, and rushed to Mo Yuanbai. Seeing that Mo Yuanbai's face turned pale, he loosened his hands and fell to the ground.

"My lord!" Ye Qianluo hugged Mo Yuanbai, and his whole body instantly glowed with a ghostly aura, isolating other people and preventing them from touching him.

He drew out a method and carried him to the main hall where Mo Yuanbai lived. Before everyone came back to their senses and followed him, he heard the door shut tightly with a "bang" in the main hall.

"My lord! Old man Youming, you will never die!" He Yuxiao's eyes were red, and he came to his senses for the first time, and hurriedly drew out the method and followed him to the main hall.

Others followed suit.

But outside the main hall, there is a layer of enchantment, which is a ghostly aura that they cannot open.

It is an insurmountable force of the system.

Originally, this system was the magic weapon of King Nether.

"Sima, what should we do?" He Yuxiao stood outside the barrier, beating his chest and stomping his feet, watching helplessly as Mo Yuanbai, whose injuries were unknown, lived in the same room with the little prince Nether.

And that person actually has other thoughts about Wuxiu!

Thinking of him, He Yuxiao had followed Mo Yuanbai carefully in the system for 300 years, and he didn't dare to disturb him endlessly, but that kid showed a special purpose when he came, how could he not hate him!

He said that his intuition was very accurate, and they recruited qualified newcomers just when they were looking for someone. How could it be such a coincidence!

It's all his fault, and I suggest that Mo Yuan recruit newcomers in vain to relieve the pressure on the team!

If he had known this, he might as well be more diligent, one person would do two jobs, and wait until the day when Mo Yuanbai's seal was lifted?Anyway, 45 lifetimes have already come, so what’s the difference after waiting for one or two lifetimes?

Facing He Yuxiao who was extremely angry, Sima Zhiyuan calmed down instead.

He thought for a while, put his hand on He Yuxiao's shoulder, and said slowly, "Xiao Luo...he won't harm the Lord." Turning around, he glanced at Uncle Hua and Sister Nan who were following him.

Sister Nan looked away unwillingly, Uncle Hua sighed, while Fan Jinshan and Wu Qiuqiu stood silently at the outermost part of the crowd, looking worriedly at the barrier.

Ye Qianluo wanted to kill Mo Yuanbai, he did it long ago, why wait until now?

After getting along for a while, although Ye Qianluo was all pretending, they could tell that Ye Qianluo's eyes towards Mo Yuanbai, where there was no enemy, was clearly a fan.

"That's all! There is nothing he can do in the system! I'll go check the information, what are you supposed to do!" He Yuxiao tried his best to break the barrier, but the barrier didn't move at all. He turned his head back to the Palace of Heartlessness.

Out of sight is pure!

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, took a step back, and waited outside the barrier.

As soon as He Yuxiao left, Ye Qianluo's heart was relieved, and he turned to look at the seriously injured person on the bed.

He gently lifted the shirt on Mo Yuanbai's chest, and saw that the seal on his chest had become a complete "Ming".

The person behind the scenes, don't you want his husband to go back?

Ye Qianluo snorted coldly, and got down.

The author has something to say: Team Mo: What do you want to do?

Ronaldinho: What do you think?No one will save you even if you shout your throat out!

感谢在2021-10-0815:28:12~2021-10-0915:04:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: giegie, you are so coquettish, 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard