Boyfriend came to the door after amnesia

I don't know if they were unlucky, or if the ghost was unlucky and bumped into their hands.

When Song Ci arrived, Zhong Jiuli had already dealt with it, the thick fog cleared, and the moonlight fell again.

Song Ci stepped forward, "Let's go."

Zhong Jiuli nodded, and the two walked side by side with their own concerns, looking a little quiet.

At this time, a sound of footsteps came from behind the two of them. They paused at the same time, looked at each other, and turned their heads.

——A familiar figure stood behind the two of them, Song Ci narrowed his eyes and asked doubtfully, "It's you?"

Zhong Jiuli's expression froze, thinking of the young man on the mural in the tomb.

Li Zhuo raised his eyebrows slightly, as if a little surprised, "You know me?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Song Ci knew that he was not He Zijun.

Although their appearances are very similar, He Zijun's demeanor is more gentle, while the man in front of him who doesn't know whether he is a ghost or not is gloomy and vicious.

Li Zhuo quickly came to his senses, his face darkened, his eyes glowed viciously: "Have you seen that trash before? Where is he?"

His tone was filled with extreme hatred, as if he wanted to swallow life alive.

Song Ci frowned, and said angrily, "None of your business!"

Li Zhuo sneered, the moonlight fell on his pale face, his well-shaped eyes showed a cold murderous intent, and then he slowly lowered his long eyelashes like ink butterflies, opening them with abnormal red eyes With thin lips, he whispered, "Kill."

As the last syllable fell, the quiet air suddenly poured into an unusual airflow, the moonlight was shrouded in thick fog again, and the surroundings became extremely quiet, even the sound of insects was filtered out.

At this time, the sound of heavy and orderly footsteps sounded from all around, accompanied by the clang of metal collisions.

At some point, they were surrounded by light cavalry in uniform, a black mass with a frightening aura.

Zhong Jiuli was about to step forward, but Song Ci stopped him. He drew out his long whip and said coldly, "I'll do it."

As soon as the words fell, Song Ci rushed into the enemy camp, the long whip in his hand wrapped in the bitter wind of the whip, piercing the quiet night.

Zhong Jiuli stood on the spot and watched for a while, seeing that he was able to do anything with ease, he set his sights on Li Zhuo. A general with a dull expression.

The old servant raised his fan and lowered it lightly. The breeze blew through Li Zhuo's hair. The old servant asked respectfully, "Why did the Lord do it himself? Wouldn't it be better to leave this matter to Ye Wenqing?"

A frenzy flashed across Li Zhuo's eyes, and he said quietly, "I don't want to wait any longer."

The old servant nodded his head when he heard the words, remained silent for a moment, and said: "The old servant is here to congratulate the Lord first, and may the Lord and the general share the eternal life."

Li Zhuo was moody, he sneered, and was about to speak when a cold light flashed - Zhong Jiuli raised his sword and struck.

Li Zhuo's expression froze, he drew the long sword from the general's waist, and raised the sword to fight.

After a while, the two passed a hundred moves.

Li Zhuo's swordsmanship is fast and steady, obviously he is a master.The two swords collided with each other, making a clear clanging sound, then Li Zhuo suddenly turned around with his sword, and stabbed behind Zhong Jiuli.

Zhong Jiuli hastily stepped back half a step sideways, but his arm was still scratched, and the blood oozed out and dripped silently to the ground.

He frowned slightly, shook his wrist, and pulled a sword flower, and then a white light burst out from the sword body, turning into a light arrow and stabbing at Li Zhuo.

Li Zhuo sneered, but his body didn't move. As soon as the arrow of light approached him, it was devoured by a black dragon. The black dragon was entrenched behind Li Zhuo, and the scales on its body glowed with golden light, which was extremely dazzling as it swam.

He said unhurriedly: "Hand over the soul-fixing pill and Li Yuan, and I can save your lives."

Soul-fixing pill?Zhong Jiuli was slightly taken aback, what is he going to do with the soul-fixing pill?Afterwards, he couldn't help but think of another tomb on Yuanshan, Li Zhuo wanted the soul-fixing pill to revive that person.

Zhong Jiuli held the sword in his hand, glanced arrogantly at Li Zhuo from the corner of his eye, and said coldly, "Dream."

Li Zhuo was not angry, the corner of his mouth curled up, his cold eyes swept over Zhong Jiuli, with the arrogance that was bound to win, the black dragon entrenched behind him also opened his mouth wide, let out a dragon roar, which shocked people's hearts Head trembling.

Zhong Jiuli collected his thoughts and concentrated on defending against the enemy.

Li Zhuo didn't know what method he used to keep the real dragon by his side who should have left long ago.

but--

Zhong Jiuli blinked slowly, and when he opened it again, there was a cold killing intent in his eyes.

He recited the mantra silently in his heart, and the soul-slaying sword under his hand made a clank, and the spell carved on the sword responded with a faint golden light. The body is covered with golden light, like a magic weapon.

The soul-slaying sword can eliminate evil spirits above all gods, even if it is a real dragon.

Li Zhuo's eyes were tinged with fear, he shifted his gaze to Zhong Jiuli, and made a mocking smile, "The sword is a good sword, but can your body handle it?"

Zhong Jiuli shrank his pupils slightly. How did he know that something was wrong with his body?

Before he could think about it, Li Zhuo raised his sword and attacked. Zhong Jiuli collected his mind, clenched the sword in his hand, and was about to fight against the enemy.At this time, a long whip passed by, Li Zhuo turned to one side, avoiding the long whip.

Song Ci rushed over angrily, and stood in front of Zhong Jiuli. Before he could say the reprimand, he saw the injury on his arm. Song Ci's eyes suddenly turned cold. He turned around and looked at Li Zhuo coldly.

"You hurt it?"

Li Zhuo sneered, "So what?"

"How?" Song Ci raised his long whip, and a strong killing intent suddenly appeared on his body, a strong coercion made people's hair tremble, and he said coldly: "I want your life! "

The yin energy in his body suddenly broke through the seal that was already broken at the touch of a touch. White mist diffused from around Song Ci's body. Disappear from this world.

Seeing this, Zhong Jiuli couldn't help but tense up.

Song Ci raised his long whip and bullied himself forward.Li Zhuo's expression froze, not daring to underestimate the enemy, he raised his sword to block the whip, the black dragon behind him also felt the threat, let out a long howl, trying to deter the enemy in front of him.

However, Song Ci's eyes were already red, and the long whip fell, wrapped in a thunderous and terrifying momentum, which made Li Zhuo take a few steps back.

The old servant behind him screamed, and hurried up to meet him, "Master!" Then he shouted at the two generals who looked like wooden figurines: "I don't want to protect you!"

The two 'people' ordered and forbade them, and drew out the long knives hanging on their waists to attack Song Ci.

With a flick of his wrist, Song Ci dropped the long knives in their hands to the ground, and then several flashes of light appeared, and the two men crashed to the ground, their figures dissipated, leaving only their thick armor.

Li Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, who is this person?Why did Ye Wenqing never mention it to him?

But he didn't have time to think about it, Song Ci bullied him again, the black dragon hurriedly stood up to protect the master, and the long whip landed on it firmly, tearing its skin and flesh, the black dragon couldn't help but let out a deep mourning cry, it slammed Looking at Song Ci fiercely, he opened his bloody mouth, as if he wanted to swallow him into his stomach.

Song Ci snorted coldly, and whipped the ground. The ground trembled slightly, and a crack was split open.When Li Zhuo panicked, Song Ci quickly stepped forward, raised the long whip, and whipped it down fiercely. Li Zhuo quickly raised his sword to block it, but Song Ci shook his wrist, and the whip suddenly struck from behind him, firmly Shi Shi whipped a whip behind his back, and a black air gushed out from his wound, and was quickly surrounded and swallowed by Song Ci's white mist.

Li Zhuo was startled and decided to run away instantly.

However, how could Song Ci let him leave so easily, he raised his whip again, and chased after Li Zhuo's back.

At this time, a black mist enveloped Li Zhuo, and Song Ci's long whip seemed to be pinched by someone, and he couldn't pull it back.

Zhong Jiuli looked at the gathering black mist with a dignified expression. He took a step forward and protected Song Ci behind him.

Song Ci calmed down a little, he stared at the black mist, and as expected, a figure came out slowly, with a strange expression on his familiar face.

He said softly, "We meet again."

Song Ci drew back his long whip, and said coldly, "Go away."

Li Zhuo came out from the black mist, and he ordered Xu angrily, "Kill him."

As soon as the words fell, he was stunned. It was the first time he saw Xu's true face, and he looked exactly like the person in front of him.

Li Zhuo's face became quite strange.

Xu didn't pay attention to his words, he fixedly looked at Song Ci with probing eyes, but Song Ci didn't have much patience and raised his whip to attack Li Zhuo.

Then the long whip fell into the black mist and stayed where it was, unable to move.

Song Ci frowned, white mist rose from his body, and he was involved in the black mist.

But Xu didn't meet the enemy, he stepped back a few steps, and said something rather frightening in gentle words: "Not today, next time, next time, I will definitely kill you." After a pause, he smiled slightly and said: " my brother."

Song Ci's heart froze, he was stunned for a moment, and taking advantage of the scene, he took Li Zhuo and fled in an instant.

The ruins came suddenly and disappeared quickly. After a while, the black mist in the air dissipated, and the clear moonlight shrouded the land again.

The celestial masters who were patrolling around here sensed the unusual fluctuations and rushed over immediately, but when they arrived, there was no one there, only the cracks in the ground proclaimed that there had just been a massive fight here.

Ye Yunze looked at the welt marks on the ground and fell into deep thought.

The three unusual auras left in the air also seemed to indicate something.

**

Xu threw Li Zhuo on the ground, and he looked up at Ye Wenqing, with an unusual weakness on his face, and said coldly, "I brought him back for you."

Ye Wenqing walked down on crutches, helped Li Zhuo up, and said kindly, "I made a mistake."

Li Zhuo opened his hand and said angrily, "Trash!"

Ye Wenqing was not annoyed, he still had a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were cold. He originally planned to wake up Heng Yuancheng, but he unexpectedly woke up Li Zhuo, the king of subjugation, by accident. He was protected by a real dragon, so he was kept, and now it seems that it is nothing more than that.

But right now he still needs to wait for him to wake up Heng Yuansheng, his army needs a 'God of War'.

Ye Wenqing restrained his killing intent, and said lightly: "Don't worry, I'll give the soul-fixing pill in a few days to wake up the general." After a pause, he asked tentatively: "I heard that the general a few days ago Woke up once?"

Li Zhuo frowned impatiently and said, "After waking up for half an hour, I fell asleep again."

Ye Wenqing nodded and patted his shoulder, "Then you should heal your injury first."

Li Zhuo said nothing, pursed his lips and left with a sullen face.

Ye Wenqing looked at Xu and asked, "How long will it take?"

Without raising his eyes, Xu endured the burning pain and said, "Three days."

He devoured thousands of dead ghosts at once, and it was difficult to digest for a while, but as long as he can survive these three days, no one in this world will be his opponent.

Ye Wenqing half closed his eyes to hide the coldness in his eyes. He nodded and said, "Okay, three days."