Chapter 28: The two evil fellows reunited after a long separation and embraced each other in tears
The muscles on Qing's face tensed. "I'll go with you to kill him and avenge them."
Ji Lingche: "Wait a moment!"
"How did the person die?"
Qing seemed to be choosing his words when Gu Chaoyin suggested, "I want to see him alive or dead..."
Ji Lingche then turned and left the box, walked to the railing, and looked down—
There were only broken limbs and body parts scattered all over the ground, blood splattered everywhere, all the gamblers were dead, no one was alive, but there was no sign of Linghu Jin and the child.
Qing stood behind her and said, "That child seemed to know those ghosts. The ghost generals didn't hurt him. I was busy with my own affairs when the incident happened, so I didn't bother with him."
Ji Lingche: "Then?"
Qing: "...Then in the blink of an eye, they disappeared. I guess they were torn apart and devoured by the ghosts."
Gu Chaoyin: "Even if it's as you said, where are the two bodies? Why are the bodies of others still there, but these two are missing?"
Qing: "I don't know either."
Ji Lingche felt from the bottom of his heart that Linghu Jin wouldn't die so easily, so he narrowed his eyes and said, "Linghu Jin's cultivation is very high, and she's cunning. It's just that she's good at playing the pig and eating the tiger, which makes her look a bit foolish. Logically speaking, these ghost generals can't hurt her at all."
"You're not lying, are you?" Ji Lingche suddenly looked at Qing.
Qing's face turned pale as he met her unblinking gaze. He clearly did not lie, but being stared at by her extremely bright eyes, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine and could not help but take a step back.
He had heard of Ji Lingche's reputation a long time ago, but because this person was too famous, he was too far away from him and did not feel any real fear. But when he really met him, he felt cramps in his calves and sweat pouring down his face.
Qing let out a long sigh and said sternly, "If even one of my words is untrue, I will die without a burial place and will never be reborn."
Ji Lingche: "It's not the Heart Demon Oath. This kind of thing that fools people relies entirely on conscience and doesn't count at all - Hey, stop! I'm not really asking you to swear the Heart Demon Oath. Can't I believe you?"
Ji Lingche: "However, sometimes what you see isn't necessarily the truth. What you want to see is just what others want you to see. Linghu Jin's case is extremely strange. She would never die so easily as you see. We can only find out the truth after we meet my junior brother."
Gu Chaoyin sighed as he looked at the corpses scattered downstairs, "It's all your fault! Now look what's happened. So many people have died, and you just walked away, leaving me with this endless mess!"
Ji Lingche patted his shoulder and walked down the stairs: "Who made you so addicted to gambling that you still invite gamblers to come to this place?"
These gamblers were able to enter Fengdu City because they all had a close relationship with Gu Chaoyin. They were all big customers of Baiyu Tower. Gu Chaoyin's heart was bleeding. What's more, these people were also the leaders of this sect or that family in the world of cultivation. The relationship between them was complicated. They suddenly died without a sound, which was a big trouble.
Ji Lingche: "If you have any conscience, wrap them in soul-binding bags. When I'm done, I'll throw them out and burn them. Otherwise, their bodies will be exposed here and become ghosts, trapped in Fengdu City forever."
Gu Chaoyin looked at Ji Lingche and tapped the railing lightly with his fingers: "When can you kill him?"
Ji Lingche: "Why don't you count the hours and then you'll know?"
When Qing saw Ji Lingche coming downstairs, he immediately followed him.
Gu Chaoyin watched the two people go down the stairs one after another, and finally walked to the door. Ji Lingche paused, but in the end did not look back. He just waved his hand and then strode out.
Gu Chaoyin watched the formation rise, and the two of them disappeared in an instant. After a long time, he realized that his heart was beating violently, and he was a little dizzy. He could only mutter: "You evil thing, if you die again-"
"Yin Lanxin doesn't have a second life to give you."
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When Ji Lingche and the others opened their eyes, they found themselves outside the Baiyu Tower. Qing's face suddenly changed. He drew his sword and fiercely blocked a violent ghost!
All the wandering ghosts in the street became extremely excited, as if they had been waiting for the two to come out. As soon as they showed their heads, the evil ghosts pounced on them like crazy, and they were immediately like sheep in the mouth of a tiger.
It seems that Yan Jinchen already knows what happened here. This time he is completely furious and has mobilized all the ghosts in the city to chase and intercept!
Ji Lingche dodged and took out the gold paper he had just received from Gu Chaoyin, and threw it into the air!
She grabbed Qing's arm and said, "Yu Jian, let's go!"
Then the golden little men in the sky suddenly grew bigger, and one by one they fell from the sky like golden-faced arhats, crashed to the ground, swung their arms and began to whip the ghosts wildly, instantly stepping down, swinging them away, and kicking away countless ghosts. Anyone who was hit by this arhat would surely end up with his soul torn to pieces.
Suddenly, a sword light cut through the darkness, and a long sword suddenly rose up, carrying Ji Lingche and the other two, and threw away the vast number of ghosts.
Taking the Yinhun Pill would weaken one's cultivation. Moreover, the higher one went in the sky, the thicker the Yin energy became in this ghost town, making it almost impossible to fly a sword. Qing gritted his teeth and felt that all the spiritual veins in his body were trembling.
Ji Lingche pointed to the old site of the imperial city hidden in the black fog and said, "Go there!"
"Can you fly in a straight line? What are you shaking for?!"
The sword was flying quite fast, but it was affected by the Yin Qi, so it flew crookedly and tremblingly, and was either about to crash into the high wall or brush against the roof, bringing up pieces of flying tiles.
But at least it was a safe bet. The imperial city grew larger and larger in my view, and a large palace lay dormant in the dead silence, like a giant black python entwined in the darkness. The endless smell of blood filled the darkness. Just looking at it, an inexplicable feeling of despair suddenly spread over me.
"Abandon the sword!" Ji Lingche suddenly shouted in a low voice.
Before Qing could react, he only felt a slight movement on the sword. Ji Lingche had already quickly turned over and jumped down. However, because he hesitated for a moment, the sword caused him to collide with something -
The impact wasn't heavy, almost impassive, but I couldn't break free. It was like a mosquito caught in a spider web, tightly bound. The more I struggled, the tighter it got, and the pain stung my entire body.
Looking closely, one could see that sharp white threads were tightly wrapped around him, and the slightest movement would draw blood. Once the white threads saw the wound, they would drill into it like worms.
The white line was not moving very fast, but Qing could clearly feel something was about to squeeze into his body!
He mobilized his spiritual power, trying to force the strange thread out, but the thread seemed to become even more excited when it saw the spiritual power, and suddenly drilled into his body.
Ji Lingche jumped down from the sword and looked up to find Qing in great pain, trapped in a web like a giant spider. She sighed helplessly: "Didn't I tell you to give up the sword? Why are you so slow to react?"
Qing: "...I'm sorry."
Sacrificing Lingche:...
"Stop struggling. That puppet thread is bloodthirsty. The more you struggle, the tighter it will get. Then the whole thread will burrow into your dantian and settle in your body. Then you'll become a puppet soldier."
Ji Lingche performed the Fire Separation Technique and was about to burn the spider silk when she suddenly felt a gust of cold wind behind her. She rolled sideways and avoided a sharp giant foot. With a loud bang, the giant foot pierced into the palace wall, and the entire ground shook three times!
Ji Lingche raised his eyes and saw a huge mouth. On the inverted triangle head, there were eight huge single eyes, emitting a sizzling blue light and a sinister aura.
Ji Lingche was just about to say hello when the giant spider opened its mouth and clamped down on her head!
It came extremely fast and fiercely, and it seemed that it was about to bite the person's brains out.
Ji Lingche hissed and retreated quickly. The strange spider shook its huge body and jumped suddenly. This jump was extremely agile, as if it moved in an instant, and its swollen body did not feel like a burden at all.
The spider flew over the eaves and walls, its huge claws stuck to the palace wall, making a rapid clicking sound. It pounced on Ji Lingche, and the palace wall collapsed instantly with the force. Amidst the flying sand and rocks, Ji Lingche could vaguely see him flick his hand and throw something out.
The spider saw something flying towards it, opened its huge mouth, and swallowed the thing in one gulp. Ji Lingche leaped several feet away, stopped, and asked, "Is it delicious?"
The giant spider paused and tilted its head, as if thinking about the meaning of his words.
Ji Lingche suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at the giant spider: "Destroy."
The spider's forward movement suddenly stopped -
Qing was tied to the spider web and could not see the scene below. He only felt severe pain in his internal organs. The thousands of white threads seemed to have merged with his meridians. Suddenly, he heard the breathing stop, followed by a muffled sound, as if a huge monster had crashed to the ground.
Countless smoke and dust rolled up.
A red light shot straight towards him, followed by a burst of intense burning. Qing felt as if his internal organs were burning, and he almost instantly lost consciousness. He groaned and fell from the spider web, hitting the ground hard. In front of him was a pair of straight legs, and Ji Lingche was standing in front of him.
But Ji Lingche didn't pay any attention to him. His eyes swept across the collapsed palace wall and looked coldly into the palace city, as if he saw something.
She curled her lips and said, "I'm sorry, Junior Brother. I was too rough and killed your beloved pet. Are you not angry?"
In the thick black fog, a figure stood alone, frail and thin as if it would break with a gust of wind, yet as cold as a monster born of yin energy. The person was clearly standing there, yet he was as ethereal as a phantom, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.
A refreshing young man's voice sounded, and the voice was so clean and bright, with a pleasant laugh: "Senior Sister, what are you talking about? I will never blame you."
Ji Lingche stood with his hands behind his back, facing the ghostly figure from a distance: "Really?"
The young man smiled and said, "Sister Lan, I really miss you so much."
He raised his hand in the thick fog, as if beckoning: "Come here quickly, let me take a good look at you."
The tone was mingled with sweet joy, without a trace of hostility. If anyone else had heard it, they would have thought it was a reunion of two fellow students with deep feelings, hugging each other in tears, with no falsehood at all.
Ji Lingche was speechless. He stepped over the ruined palace wall and walked towards Yan Jinchen step by step. He smiled and said, "My good junior brother, I miss you so much too."
The black fog was thick and thick, and her figure disappeared into the fog. Only a light laugh could be heard.
"But, Senior Sister, I am here to see you off for the last time."
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