"Did we bring the evil spirit into the Jiang family?" Shen Qiqi was startled. Suddenly, she thought of something and asked hurriedly, "Is it the head we brought back from Furong Town?"
After the evil creature in Furong Town was killed by them, its transformed form turned into a head.
Xie Beiming put the thing into the evil-collecting bag at that time.
But isn't that thing already dead? How can it still be causing trouble?
Shen Qiqi was puzzled, and Xie Beiming seemed to understand the doubt in her eyes and explained, "It's not the head we brought back from Furong Town that's causing trouble. It's the evil spirits that want to break in and steal the head. Counting the previous two times, this is already the third wave."
This is why everyone is still gathered in his room so late.
Shen Qiqi frowned when she heard this, thinking that he had a broken head and he kept coming to snatch it. Could it be that those evil spirits also follow the ancient principle of returning to their roots?
Or is there some extraordinary ancient heritage hidden in that head?
At this moment, the ground beneath his feet suddenly began to heave, as if something was wriggling underneath. The Sword of Evil Slaying that Xie Beiming had originally placed on the table roared incessantly, and couldn't wait to put itself into his hands.
The white tiger that was sleeping soundly in Shen Qiqi's sea of consciousness suddenly opened its eyes, jumped out, and squatted on her shoulder, its golden eyes flashing with excitement of smelling something delicious.
"Everyone be careful, the evil tide is coming again!"
As the host, Jiang Guiyuan reminded everyone while putting away the most dangerous evil bag.
Everyone quickly drew their swords and looked around vigilantly.
The next moment, the ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked, and black mist emerged from the cracks one after another.
In just a short moment, the sky above the yard was filled with thick black fog as thick as ink.
After the black mist emerged from the cracks, it immediately condensed into different forms. Some were headless corpses, some were shrunken skin bags, some were corpses with only half of their bodies left, and some were simply broken limbs...
A bunch of random monsters and demons suddenly emerged from the ground.
Shen Qiqi stared at the black mist, the expression on her face instantly becoming as cold as ice. With a wave of her hand, she conjured up the Fire Spirit Sword.
She had said before that this was the Jiang family's territory, and no evil spirits would be so desperate as to run here and cause trouble. But what happened was that there really were evil spirits that were so desperate as to come here and seek death, and not just one or two, but a whole group!
After the black mist took shape, it seemed to go crazy. A part of it attacked everyone indiscriminately, while the other half gathered together and tried desperately to snatch the evil bag containing the head in Jiang Guiyuan's hand.
Just as Xie Beiming said, these evil spirits were coming for the head in Furong Town.
Although Jiang Guiyuan had profound cultivation, he was only one man and had two hands after all. It became increasingly difficult for him to deal with so many evil spirits at once.
Xie Ruze and others were also fighting against the evil spirits. Even though they saw that he was in danger, they were unable to help and could not spare any effort to come and help.
Among the people present, Shen Qiqi's cultivation was not the highest, but those evil spirits did not know whether they were afraid of the Fire Spirit Sword in her hand or the white tiger squatting on her shoulder with a covetous look, so there were not many evil spirits running to besiege her.
Occasionally, one or two evil spirits would run over, and Shen Qiqi wouldn't have to do anything, the white tiger would just grab them with one claw and stuff them into its mouth.
After a few times, the area within three feet around Shen Qiqi turned into an evil spirit's awakening body: everyone else was fighting hard, but there was not a single evil spirit around her.
If the evil spirit doesn't come to her, then she will have to go find the evil spirit.
Chen Qiqi, holding the sword, searched through the chaos and found Xie Beiming who was being besieged by several evil spirits. Just as she was about to go over to help, something suddenly flew past her.
In an urgent moment, a voice was heard shouting, "Miss Shen! Quickly grab that evil-collecting bag! We can't let it fall into the hands of those evil spirits!"
It’s Jiang Guiyuan’s voice!
Only then did Shen Qiqi realize that the thing that had just flown past her was the evil bag containing the head.
At this time, the evil-collecting bag had already flown past her eyes, but the drawstring at the mouth of the bag had just brushed against her eyelid, and a small part was still floating on the corner of her eye. Without thinking, she quickly reached out, grabbed the small half of the drawstring, and pulled it towards her arms - but it didn't move.
Not only did she fail to move, but Shen Qiqi was dragged forward by the huge force of the evil bag, and the Fire Spirit Sword in her hand drew a long ditch on the ground. Only then did she manage to steady herself.
After Jiang Guiyuan killed more than a dozen evil spirits in succession, he finally squeezed in front of her. While swinging his sword non-stop, he asked anxiously: "Miss Shen! Is the evil bag still there?"
"Yes, I stopped it!"
"Great! These evil spirits are desperately trying to snatch this evil-collecting bag. It shows that the head inside is very important to them. We must not let it fall into their hands... Give me the evil-collecting bag quickly!"
"Oh." Shen Qiqi said "Oh" and was about to hand the thing to Jiang Guiyuan, but suddenly thought of something and took it back, saying, "Master Jiang, please leave this thing with me for the time being. I have the White Tiger to protect me, and those evil spirits dare not approach me."
Just now, everyone was in a mess because of the evil spirits that surrounded them, but she was the only one without any evil spirits around her. The white tiger caught the evil spirits and ate them as delicacies. Jiang Guiyuan also saw this. He hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay. Then you should be careful!"
"Yeah, I know." Shen Qiqi put away the evil-collecting bag, looked up, and was suddenly stunned.
The evil spirits that had been avoiding her just now suddenly surrounded her.
Moreover, these evil spirits had a special method of siege: they drew a big circle with her as the center point, and the outer edge of the circle was filled with layers of evil spirits, while Jiang Guiyuan and others were all isolated at the outermost part of the circle.
In other words, even if Jiang Guiyuan and his men wanted to rush in to rescue, they had to kill all the evil spirits outside before they could tear open a gap and rush in.
But such a thick encirclement could not be torn apart in a short time. As soon as the encirclement was formed, the evil spirits in the innermost layer of the circle immediately began to attack Shen Qiqi desperately. When the ones in front died, the ones behind immediately followed, as if they were going to pave a path with their corpses.
Shen Qiqi never thought that these evil spirits would go so crazy just for a broken head!
At this moment, a broken leg attacked from behind. Shen Qiqi couldn't dodge in time and was kicked in the back. A piercing pain instantly rose in her back.
Shen Qiqi immediately flew into a rage and shouted at the top of her voice, "Everyone, stop fighting and step aside!"
She wants to burn these ghosts to death!
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