Song Shi looked at the two crooked people, his mouth twitched, and he took out some talismans from his arms, "I drew the talisman in the book according to my memory. As long as it is a liquid, whether it is alive or a ghost, this talisman can find their general direction. Now the most urgent task is to find them and then use the fire-breathing talisman to extinguish them. Only then can the resentment dissipate, otherwise, we will be trapped here forever."

Yin Buqi slowly raised his eyes, his tone still a little cold: "How can you be sure that the ghost here is definitely Yan?"

Song Shi smiled and said, "Intuition." After that, he injected spiritual power into the talisman and muttered, "Go!"

The talisman paper shook a few times in the air, and then "whoosh" stuck to Jiang Niannian.

Everyone: “???”

Jiang Niannian: “!!!” Don’t come over here ahhhhhhhhh!

You sit at home and the pot comes from the sky.

In an instant, everyone in the inn looked at Jiang Niannian. Some monks who were close to her took a few steps back, and some even drew their swords, all of them were very cautious.

Yin Buqi touched his upper and lower lips together and coldly spat out two words towards Song Shi: "Explain."

Song Shiwugu threw his hands up, "I don't know why this happened."

Jiang Nian Nian asked: "Is there something wrong with the spell? How could I be a jinx?"

Song Shi assured with all his heart: "There is absolutely no problem with the spell. I remember it very clearly."

At this time, Tang Murou cried out in surprise: "Ah! The person who secretly changed the magic circle and brought us here, couldn't it be Miss Jiang!"

Tang Murou's words immediately pushed Jiang Niannian into a situation where she was deeply sinful and was condemned by everyone.

After all, half of the monks died here, and the remaining monks were trapped here and unable to escape.

Yin Buqi seemed to be stimulated all of a sudden. He raised his head suddenly, his face showing an excited and cold expression. He stared at her angrily, "If you can't speak, don't speak. No one thinks you are dumb."

Tang Murou glanced at Jiang Niannian unwillingly, as if she was frightened by Yin Buqi. Tears quickly overflowed from her big eyes: "Wuwuwu... I don't want to stay here anymore! Song Shi said that there was no problem with the talisman, so she is not wet or something? You are still protecting her, wuwuwuwuwuwu... Are you going to let all of us be buried here with her?!"

This cry caused the originally depressed atmosphere to become agitated.

"That's right. I've known for a long time that there was something wrong with her."

Yin Ci said, "Is there some misunderstanding here? Miss Jiang... doesn't seem like that kind of person."

The monks did not listen to the advice and shouted angrily: "Yin Buqi, hand her over!"

Yin Buqi opened his thin lips slightly: "What if I don't?"

Several monks pointed their swords at him: "Then don't blame us for being rude!"

Yin Buqi held Jiang Niannian in his arms, feeling her dependence on him, and smiled softly: "All of you here combined can't beat me. If you don't believe me, you can try."

The monks were a little frightened. After all, Yin Buqi was telling the truth. Not everyone could be the first in the Immortal Alliance Conference.

Tang Murou continued to cry: "Don't give up! Wuwuwuwu... Why are you so unreasonable?"

"Don't call me that. I'm not familiar with you." Yin Bushi didn't give her any face at all.

"you……"

"Tsk, I've seen ugly crying, but I've never seen such piercing crying." Song Shi picked his ears and interrupted her casually: "Flexibly use high and low notes to create disturbing noises, directly bringing people's emotions into an anxious atmosphere. Miss Tang, can you please stop crying? Your crying is annoying me." As he said that, Song Shi walked to Tang Murou's side, tore off the talisman paper stuck on her Qiankun bag, and said: "Miss Jiang, take a look at what's in your Qiankun bag?"

Suddenly, Jiang Niannian seemed to have thought of something and took out a human skin from her Qiankun bag!

Everyone present took a deep breath and said, "This... this can't be Lu's skin, Miss Jiang, you..."

Jiang Niannian quickly explained, "Before, a demon sneaked into the Sunset. I discovered her identity and injured her. This was dropped before she left."

Jiang Ziyou nodded: "So, the demon was able to sneak into the sect smoothly, it is very likely that this skin can hide her demonic energy."

Yin Ci frowned, "How many demons are there in the sect? When we get back, I'll ask Dad to do a thorough search."

Song Shi raised his eyebrows and took out a few more talismans.

"go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the talisman paper flew out of the inn.

“Follow it.”

Everyone drew their swords and prepared to go out with swords.

"Fuck!"

Everyone paused and looked at Jiang Niannian.

Jiang Niannian was silent for a moment, loosened her little hand, and put the sword back into the scabbard.

Tsk! These people are so annoying. It's just a sword name. Is it necessary to be so surprised? She even felt a little embarrassed to use the sword.

She said awkwardly, "No, I'll share the sword with you."

Yin Buqi tried hard to suppress his smile and looked at her lovingly, his Adam's apple moving, "Okay."

Yin Buqi held the Jue Sword in one hand and held Jiang Niannian's waist with the other. The two were very close, and Jiang Niannian could feel the bulge and burning sensation somewhere on Yin Buqi's body.

She couldn't believe it: "You?!" How come this man has been in heat all the time and everywhere since he started having sex!

"I am a normal man. Nian Nian is rubbing against me in my arms, so I will naturally feel it."

Jiang Niannian blushed and muttered, "In that situation just now, are you so sure that I am innocent?"

"Not sure."

Without waiting for Jiang Niannian to respond, Yin Buqi continued, "Whether you are right or wrong, good or bad, I will protect you unconditionally."

Jiang Niannian's heart warmed up, and she turned around and hugged him, "You are like this, don't you worry about what others think of you? They all accuse you of being unreasonable."

Yin Buqi's lips smiled slightly as if he had sucked blood, and his narrow red eyes looked at her tenderly and said, "Why bother with those irrelevant people? What's the point of talking about reason? You are my reason."

That handsome face, like that of a banished immortal, struck Jiang Niannian's heart unexpectedly.

All the beautiful words in this world are not too much to describe him.

Damn it, I was seduced by my own kid again.

"Yin Buqi!"

Jiang Niannian suddenly called out his name, which startled Yin Buqi, and then he was overwhelmed.

Jiang Niannian had always taken care of him like an older sister, but this was the first time she acted like a little girl in his arms, rubbing against him, making him want to pin her down and bully her until she cried.

The talisman led everyone to the riverside, where large clusters of golden jasmine flowers were blooming gorgeously under the sunshine.

Song Shi jumped off the sword first: "It seems that all the evil spirits have gathered at the bottom of the river. Let's form a formation."

"Okay." Everyone responded, moving their fingers together, gathering spiritual power, activating the fire-breathing talisman, and sending streams of spiritual fire into the air, preparing to form a formation.

"This lotus is actually green, which is novel." Tang Murou stood by the river and wanted to pick one.

"Don't pick it!" Yin Buqi tried to stop him, but it was too late. Tang Murou, holding the Jinling Ningcui in her hand, looked at Yin Buqi with a puzzled look and asked, "What's wrong?"

Everyone: “…”

Jiang Niannian: “…” Oh my god! The heroine’s trouble-making physique is indeed as good as her reputation.

The entire clear sky suddenly turned a dark blood color, and resentment was shrouded in the air. The lush green lotus flowers turned into ghosts one after another.