I have been assisting these years

It's not that Qi Jin hasn't dealt with the ghost clan these years.

Compared with the early things that could be solved with a sweep of sword energy, the things that come out now are all difficult things.

The seal of the Extremely Yin Land is about to be broken.

And Huangquan Road is no longer as prosperous as it used to be, and has almost become the base of the ghost clan.

Leng Qiuzi has not been running around as much as before these years, as if she wants to make up for the debt she owed her disciples, she rarely comes out.

It may also be because the task of providing transparent strings to Feng Changyu was handed over to Qi Jin, so she should have retired, right?

Qi Jin viciously cursed countless times that her master's love affair with Xiyanghong would not end well.

After all, only Director Feng Zhi could chew on her paralyzed face.

The ghosts are all blatant, but what is surprising is the monsters.

Except for some little demons outside, Wumingjian's seal is still intact, and no moths have been seen.

What the hell did that brat Wen Xuanqing do? He lost contact too completely.

Thought you brought your wife both to control the house, and your wife was actually instigated by the ghost clan?

Qi Jin knelt down on one knee, stood up leaning on her epee, wiped the blood on her lips with the back of her hand, and showed a heartless smile——

"Sister Yuling, long time no see."

Yu Ling, who was wearing a long black dress, looked a lot bigger.

She was a little girl before, but now she seems to have grown up completely, even her eyes have changed.

Qi Jin couldn't help but think of the outline that she had almost forgotten.

Difficult to match female supporting role C.

Why... I still walked along the original track.

In fact, she felt that her task had already been completed, and Wen Xuanqing really liked Yuling.

The young man's heartbeat could not be concealed, and he had nowhere to hide from the jokes of his peers.

But they are clearly two-way crush.

why?

"why?"

Qi Jin stood up straight slowly, that ghost general's cultivation was not low, although she was able to kill him, she still suffered internal injuries.

Yuling looked at this Senior Sister Qi who had been away for many years. The face of the other party was almost the same as when they parted, but the eyebrows were a little less sly than when they first met.

But the smile is still the same, disgusting.

The moon-white robe of the Moon Gate is almost her dream, but also her nightmare.

After waking up from the dream, she was still a subordinate in the cold palace, not Yuling, a disciple of Yuqingque Star Gate.

"No why."

Separated from the girl's face, Yuling's brows and eyes have a coquettish look, Qi Jin feels a bit like the one who looks a lot like Feng Changyu...

ghost king.

"Why didn't you say goodbye?"

The corpses in the surrounding area, those of monks and ghost soldiers, Qi Jin walked to Yu Ling's side.

It seemed that Yuling's camp didn't affect her at all.

When she walked over, the little feet of the strangely shaped cloth bag dangling around her waist.

It is no longer as bright as when it was handed over to the other party.

Nearly 30 years is a small half of a lifetime for ordinary people.

For monks, it's a flick of a finger.

The Liaoluo Yuling who left the back on the snowy night back then didn't understand.

But in the past 30 years, I understand it.

"none of your business."

Yuling waved away Qi Jin's hand that was trying to pat her on the shoulder.

Qi Jin's face was a little pale, and she took out a ebony plum and put it in her mouth to dilute the bloody smell surging up.

"Here."

She spread her palms to Yuling.

Yuling didn't even look at it.

Qi Jin also liked this when he was traveling back then.

There are always some messy snacks on her body, which cannot be rejected by others.

Feng Changyu didn't refuse, and neither did everyone.

The young man always whispered to her that the second senior sister's mouth was never idle for a moment.

Yuling thought she forgot.

I didn't expect to remember it so clearly.

Qi Jin didn't care too much about being rejected, shrugged his shoulders, and stuffed that one into his mouth too.

"Are you here to kill me?"

Why did Yuling go to the ghost clan? Qi Jin didn't want to guess.

Even if it wasn't because Wen Xuanqing fell in love with someone else, there must be other reasons for this kind of antagonism.

"No."

Many flowers were embroidered with red silk thread on the corners of Yuling's black skirt, and Qi Jin thought for no reason of the skirt she bought when she went down the mountain that year.

Let Wen Xuanqing say that he bought it.

The brat is stubborn, to tell the truth, it caused her a lot of headaches.

"I'm leaving."

Qi Jin knew that Yu Ling was no longer the lovely girl who practiced medicine.

The ghostly aura on her body made her uncomfortable.

In fact, Feng Changyu also has it, but she has suppressed it all year round, and it seems to be nothing.

Qi Jin turned around and was about to leave, but found that there was a temple bell-like thing lying in front of her eyes, just seeing her face made her feel uncomfortable.

Someone attacked from behind, Qi Jin turned around to dodge, "Nian Zai also came out of the same school, can't you let me go?"

She still has time to play tricks.

Yueying Qingzhi consumed too much of her spiritual energy, she knew in her heart that she couldn't avoid it.

But what if you die?

I used to think about dying, but now I don't want to.

The long sword transformed into ghost energy pierced her body, and Qi Jin vomited a mouthful of blood.

The pain was so painful that I didn't even have the strength to stare at others.

Consciousness began to be in a trance, and Yu Ling in front of her eyes became the little girl with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes in this trance again.

Wen Xuanqing, you trash.

If it wasn't so hard to speak, she really wanted to tell the whole world that the third disciple of Yuemen couldn't even look down on his wife.

"You stinky girl..."

Qi Jin held the long sword condensed with ghost energy, and simply took two steps forward. The sword pierced her right through, and the position was very tricky, exactly where the ghost seal was.

Fortunately, it is a boss, so accurate, knowing how to poke that thing to come out.

Her action was accompanied by the sound of the blade entering her body, which was still clearly audible in the environment where the fire was raging.

Qi Jin stared at Yu Ling's eyes, "What are you afraid of?"

Yu Ling had never tried this confrontation with Qi Jin before.

In the past, Qi Jin was always smiling when she was with her. Her eyes were always complete with crescent moons, which made people feel very comfortable and couldn't help being happy.

At this moment, for a moment of looking at each other, Yuling didn't notice the disappointment in the other's eyes.

A pair of eyes without sadness or joy, as if knowing everything, so there is no resentment.

There was only helplessness in his tone, like a kind of tolerance from the elders.

Even so, Qi Jin still didn't lose his temper.

Among the three disciples of Yuemen, Feng Changyu was cold-hearted, even if he smiled, it was just a scene effect.

The second disciple, Qi Jin, is very tactful in his dealings with others, but he still has an irresistible sincerity, and he is very popular.

The third disciple Wen Xuanqing is honest and honest, always following the second senior sister's ass to clean up the mess.

Others said that Leng Qiuzi taught weird people.

But the strange people have such a good relationship that they simply don't allow others to intervene.

This feeling is so enviable.

Pretty much destroying the self-deception she'd been working so hard to weigh.

"I'm not afraid of anything!"

Yuling roared, she slapped Qi Jin away with her palm, and drew back the ghost sword, trying to pick up the palm-sized ghost mark on the ground.

But the ghostly aura above made her take several steps back.

The modified body has a natural surrender to the ghost seal, Yu Ling closed her eyes, and opened them again, Qi Jin's warm blood was still splashed on her face.

The person who fell on the ground looked as if his white repair robe had been splashed with blood, panting for breath.

Not dead yet.

She still looked at Yuling with a smile on her face.

It was creepy to watch.

Yu Ling closed her eyes and wanted to slash her sword, but someone caught the blade.

The ghostly aura sensed the master's aura and automatically penetrated into the person's body.

"Owner."

Yuling lowered her head, and the visitor let out a hey.

She watched Qi Jin fall to the ground soaked in blood, and circled around her with great interest.

Qi Jin's body was overwhelmed, and the ghost seal was separated from her body. The force that she used to contend with the ghost seal covered her whole body, and it was naturally repairing her tendons.

"It's horrible."

said the man.

The sound is as bad as ever.

He even squatted beside Qi Jin, looking at Qi Jin with his chin in his hands, "You are so interesting, how can ordinary people hide my ghost mark in their body for so many years?"

Her hand pressed Qi Jin's wound.

It looked like a hand covered only with pale flesh, but the nails were very long, so sharp that they could tear Qi Jin apart with just one stroke.

Qi Jin had witnessed the wound this person inflicted on Feng Changyu.

This half-destroyed face looked exactly like Feng Changyu.

"Hey, you told me not to do it?"

Yan Qi's movements stopped, not knowing who he was talking to.

Standing behind her with her head bowed, Yuling clenched her fists.

When she met Yan Qi outside Weicheng, she didn't know that she was the ghost king.

Yan Qi, who had gathered her ghostly aura, looked like an ordinary girl, with half of her face covered by a mask drawn by a child, and the exposed half of her face was too good-looking, but a bit familiar.

It wasn't until she arrived at the Hall of Greedy Ghosts that Yu Ling remembered that this person's eyes looked a bit like Wen Xuanqing's elder sister.

But at that time, her attention was not on her face at all, the half-decomposed corpse on the ground.

The tattered repair robe can still be seen to be the standard of the star gate.

Deputy secretary robe.

Yuling took a step back in fright.

"You know her?"

The woman standing next to her took off the mask, and the half of her face seemed burned, uneven and ugly.

Yu Ling couldn't say a word.

She had met Su Mingzhen before, and the last time was before he went to Suihai.

Why would the deputy director...

"It seems that I caught the right person..."

The Hall of Guitan was extremely gloomy, there was no light at first, probably because the poor little guy didn't have his Dao eyes open, Yan Qi even lit an oil lamp.

But it's even scarier.

Yuling clutched her sleeves tightly.

……

Then she saw the remnant soul of Su Mingzhen, who was raised by Yan Qiwen in the ghost pool.

The sea water of Suihai can corrode any body except ghosts, even the soul body can be corroded. Su Mingzhen's soul is not complete.

But this did not affect her impression of Yu Ling.

She even smiled at him.

Yu Ling was about to shed tears.

She has a deep understanding of the cruelty and weirdness of the ghost king over the years, sometimes like a child, and children are more sensible than her.

But ghosts don't need reason at all.

So she tortured Su Mingzhen's soul, like teasing a toy.

In the end, she didn't know why she had such an idea, put Su Mingzhen's soul in her body, and watched her torture the captured monks.

Seems like it would be fun.

But she is more interested in Qi Jin who occupies every corner of Su Mingzhen's memory.

Yuling's nails were embedded in the flesh.

She is now half human and half ghost. Although she has fulfilled her long-cherished wish of becoming stronger that year, she is not qualified to return to the Taoist school at all.

"It seems you really like her."

Yan Qi's facial expression is always very stiff, if Leng Qiuzi is born with facial paralysis, then Yan Qi really has a nervous problem.

Even a smile is extremely stiff, and it looks more and more ghostly.

Qi Jin was still waiting for that power to repair his tendons, and on the one hand, he felt that this person had a brain problem, so he started talking to himself.

But it was good not to poke her, otherwise she might rot.

"I took the ghost seal, but I'm still very curious..."

"Seven catties, is that the nickname? How much is seven catties?"

Although Yan Qi's voice was as neither masculine nor feminine as Su Mingzhen's, it was still slightly more upscale than Po Gong's voice.

But this nickname was so long gone that Qi Jin couldn't help but glance at him.

"There is really a reaction."

Yan Qi seemed to laugh, "But shouldn't you be glaring at me?"

She is like a child studying toys.

Qi Jin was a little speechless.

Yu Ling frowned, Yan Qi's thoughts were all kinds of strange, it seemed that even saving Su Mingzhen's soul was for fun.

Occasionally she would let Su Mingzhen dominate her body, as if raising a pet, giving her the greatest authority.

But there is no compromise on the interests of the ghost clan.

Qi Jin felt that her spiritual power was a little fuller, she rolled to the side and quickly stood up, she threw a triangular talisman, and then a crane rushed in, Qi Jin was about to step on it, but was hit by the long halberd again down.

"...to die."

Let it go.

She closed her eyes, but was suddenly pushed by a palm.

This palm was gentle and gentle, even the sharp nails were retracted, no matter the strength or the subconscious bending of the last point of the fingers.

They all look like one person.

Qi Jin was pushed onto the crane's back, and he couldn't help looking back while staggering.

But seeing the ghost king's face was extremely ferocious, as if he was fighting for something.

But the tenderness in those emerald eyes was shocking.

It's like a Su Ming pillow.