After the security guard left, Qiqi took out a talisman from her bag and stuck it on the elevator wall to prevent any ordinary people from accidentally entering and getting hurt before she finished dealing with the situation.

Stepping out of the elevator, Qiqi looked at the wisps of eerie energy swirling in the corridor.

The yin energy, like silk threads, kept swirling and drifting towards a certain room in the corridor.

It's obvious without even guessing that that must be Sixth Brother's room.

Qiqi ran towards that room, occasionally tossing a talisman to dispel the gloom in the corridor.

There are many patients living here, and the excessive yin energy is not conducive to their recovery.

Moreover, ordinary people who come into contact with yin energy may fall ill at best, or experience a decline in fortune at worst.

In short, none of these are good things!

Soon, Qiqi arrived at the door of the ward.

The intense yin energy inside was so strong that it made her stagger.

Qiqi quickly took out four talismans and pasted them on the door and the adjacent corridor, setting up a simple formation to prevent anyone from breaking in.

Then he kicked open the ward door!

The ward was in a mess.

Let's rewind five minutes.

After a brief standoff, those things seemed to start to get anxious.

They manipulated everything they could in the ward and smashed it to pieces.

Madam Ji was so frightened that her face turned pale and her whole body trembled. She kept screaming but still stubbornly stayed by the bedside without moving an inch.

What's frightening is that despite the commotion in the ward, not a single person heard it or came in to check on the situation.

When the ward door was kicked open, the loud noise startled Mrs. Ji, who screamed again.

Seeing the chaos in the ward, Madam Ji swaying precariously, and Ji Zeqian's pale face, Qiqi's little face immediately turned cold.

"You're asking for it!"

The little girl raised her hand and immediately chanted an incantation, "Imperial decree: Heaven and Earth are boundless, Qiankun lends its power! Nine Heavens Mystic Thunder, strike me down!"

Rumble!

A deafening thunderclap, carrying immense anger and oppressive force, descended from the sky!

"Master, spare my life!"

In the ward, the wandering spirits realized they had offended someone they shouldn't have and began to beg for mercy.

But Qiqi was really furious, and she unleashed a torrent of lightning as if it were free, determined to turn all the wandering souls to ashes.

boom!

Tiandao dropped a warning.

ignore.

Keep chopping!

The ward was filled with a chilling atmosphere, and a ghost gate opened behind Qiqi.

"Master, spare the ghost!" said Er Kang, the ghost messenger who emerged from the Gate of Hell.

Qiqi still ignored her and continued to chop away!

Now one or two people are jumping out to stop her. When her mother was frightened, and when her brother was almost taken away from his body, why didn't they jump out then?

"Master, Master, you really can't chop anymore."

If you keep chopping, these wandering souls really won't even be able to be picked up as ashes.

The ghost messengers wanted to step forward to stop them, but were afraid of the power of the heavenly thunder and dared not approach.

They could only try to dissuade him from the sidelines, but it was clearly to little avail.

Seeing that the young master was determined to bring all the wandering souls who had harmed her family to justice, the ghost messengers had no choice but to ask Madam Ji for help.

The ghost messenger appeared right in front of Madam Ji, startling her.

"Madam, please persuade the young master. He really can't continue. These wandering spirits are certainly at fault, but they are also subject to the laws of the underworld. What the young master is doing is settling a personal score and abusing his power. This will damage her merits and harm her as well!"

Upon hearing that it would harm Qiqi, Madam Ji immediately became anxious.

She quickly shouted, "Qibao, stop! Mommy's fine, and your sixth brother's fine too. Please stop and let them go."

Qiqi didn't even turn her head. "Mom, don't listen to that ghost messenger's nonsense. I have accumulated a great deal of merit. These bastards dared to scare you and even dared to covet my sixth brother's body. They absolutely cannot be allowed to live!"

The wandering spirits were utterly desperate when even the ghost messengers came to persuade them, yet Qiqi still refused to let them go.

"Master, we were wrong, we really know we were wrong."

"Yes, please, Master, give us another chance!"

"We really won't dare to do it again!"

"Master, please, Master..."

Qiqi ignored her.

Until a faint, almost inaudible voice rang out, "Senior Sister..."

All of Qiqi's anger came to an abrupt end.

The small figure froze suddenly, and for a moment, it almost doubted that its ears were playing tricks on it.

Suddenly turning around.

Ji Zeqian had already opened his eyes on the hospital bed.

However, the expression on his face was the kind that would never appear on Ji Zeqian's face.

There was excitement, relief, and an indescribable sense of guilt.

That gaze seemed to have traversed thousands of years, containing an indescribable sense of vicissitude and deep affection.

"Xiao Qi?!" Qi Qi's voice trembled, her eyes filled with tears, and two words trembled out of her throat.

"It's me, Senior Sister!" Tears welled up in Ji Zeqian's eyes. At this moment, he was not Ji Zeqian, but the remnant soul of his junior sister Qiqi from a thousand years ago. Looking at his senior sister, who had become only three and a half years old a thousand years later, his tears flowed even more fiercely. "Senior Sister, I'm sorry!"

Mingming had promised to protect the sect for her until her senior sister returned.

She had promised to take care of everyone, including herself.

They had clearly said they would meet again properly.

But the sect is gone, and my fellow disciples are gone.

Qingyou is gone too.

She failed to protect anything.

She messed everything up!

"Xiao Qi!" Qi Qi understood the meaning behind her apology. Her heart felt like it was being clenched, and the pain spread throughout her body, bringing tears to her eyes. "It's not your fault, Xiao Qi. You did your best. Senior Sister knows that."

Qiqi turned her head and rushed towards the hospital bedside.

That was the last breath of Seventh Sister when her soul was completely fused together.

However, it was too late.

Goodbye, Senior Sister!

The complex light in Ji Zeqian's eyes gradually faded, eventually giving way to a familiar numbness.

Large tears rolled down Qiqi's face; the three-year-old girl's crying was heartbreaking.

"Qibao, Qibao, don't cry, be good, Mommy's here, don't cry, don't cry!"

Madam Ji was heartbroken.

The last time I saw my little girl cry like this was when she dreamed that her master was gone.

The little girl rarely cries, but every time she does, it breaks people's hearts.

The ghost messengers seized the opportunity to bind all the wandering souls with soul-locking chains, dragged them into the gates of hell, and fled without even saying goodbye.

"Mom..." Ji Zeqian's pupils gradually refocused. Before he could even realize where he was, he heard his little sister's heart-wrenching cries, and his heart clenched immediately. "What's wrong, little sister? Who bullied you? Tell your sixth brother, and your sixth brother will help you get revenge!"

The logically coherent and smooth speech left Madam Ji, who was standing to the side, stunned.

"Xiao Qian, you... you can talk so much now?"