Not to mention a trap, even if it was a volcano, Jin Banwei would go there.
It wasn't that she was impulsive, but the opportunity to get closer to the truth was right in front of her, and she couldn't not go. If she missed this opportunity, she didn't know when she would be able to find out the truth. After all, the enemy was in the dark and they were in the light.
If they don't expose themselves voluntarily, they will have to drag them out step by step, and there is no telling when they will be able to do it.
What's more, she currently has the ability to protect herself and the strongest helper. Guan Jiyue is a very good teammate, and Leng Xiangying has recovered her peak strength. She can try to brave the mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead.
I don't know if her strength is due to cheating rather than her own practice.
Her breath has always been very weak, but Jin Banwei, who is already a fifth-level paper-making master, is obviously not weak. She has sufficient self-protection ability and can still run away if things really get out of hand.
But she didn't expect Min Ziyu to go with them.
She was not being petty and holding a grudge. She had already put Min Ziyu on the blacklist. You know, in the original book, Min Ziyu has always been a positive character. She felt that no matter how big the butterfly effect was, Min Ziyu, who was willing to die for Guan Jiyue, should not be a bad person.
Min Ziyu followed them, so Ren Qiao and Leng Xiangying were safe. However, in the original book, Min Ziyu was a loner. The only time he went out with Guan Jiyue, he died to protect Guan Jiyue. This...
Jin Banwei had a headache and subconsciously touched Ren Qiao's wrist. When her heart was unsettled, without the help of the Heart-Clearing Talisman, only Ren Qiao could calm her down.
Min Ziyu pinched Ren Qiao and hurt him just now. She was a little unhappy, but she was still very afraid that Min Ziyu would follow them out and die.
However, Guan Jiyue was not worried about Min Ziyu. Although she had never interacted with Min Ziyu, she knew that Min Ziyu was a powerful person. Moreover, if Min Ziyu wanted to go, unless they had a way to disappear in front of Min Ziyu, Min Ziyu would definitely find a way to catch up with them.
Compared to Min Ziyu, she was more worried about Hu Yuexi and the others.
Ren Qiao would definitely not separate from Jin Banwei, but there was no need for Hu Yuexi and Du Ruojin to take the risk with them.
Before the Demon-Slaying Sword appeared, they were indeed a great help. After all, they were all great demons who had lived for more than three thousand years, and their strength was naturally beyond doubt. But the Demon-Slaying Sword changed all that. The sword was naturally effective against demons. Once hit by the sword, even she would have no way to save herself. This was not damage that could be blocked by the life-saving talisman.
Guan Jiyue was cold, but she cared a lot about the monster on Yang Street.
She held the compass in her palm with one hand, took off Ren Qiao's backpack and handed it to Hu Yuexi: "You two should go back to Yang Street now."
Although Hu Yuexi took the bag and put it on her back, she didn't want to go back to Yang Street.
"No, we have to go together. I want to kill all those ghosts."
Compared to the imposing Hu Yuexi, Du Ruojin's eyes were full of struggle and entanglement. She gritted her teeth and said, "Hu Yuexi's divination said that only by following you can I find Ruoyi. Regardless of the blood feud of the past or for Ruoyi, I have to follow you."
In fact, blood feud is secondary. She cares more about her sister.
Du Ruojin is a good sister.
Hearing her mention her sister, Cheng Lanyi's eyes flickered slightly. She lowered her eyes slightly and pinched her sleeves with her fingers: "I will go with you too. Now that you are out of Yang Street, maybe the nightmare will come to find you."
She was not waiting for Ren Qianjing, but for Cheng Langui.
After so many days, Cheng Langui's soul should have been successfully condensed.
Du Ruojin and Hu Yuexi refused to leave, but Cheng Lanyi and Min Ziyu insisted on following. In an instant, their traveling team became eight people, two monsters, three humans, and three ghosts.
Guan Jiyue walked up to Jin Banwei and said, "Banwei, do you have anything that can block the demon-killing sword?"
In fact, most warlocks know some self-defense skills, and Guan Jiyue knows it too.
However, Guan Jiyue's methods are sharp and ruthless. She is keen on studying highly offensive methods. Her means of defense is to break up the attacks of others. She is naturally not afraid of the Demon-Slaying Sword. She has ten thousand ways to successfully break the Demon-Slaying Sword. But it is impossible for her to keep an eye on Hu Yuexi and the others all the time.
Hu Yuexi and the others were not weak, in fact they were powerful. It was just that something like the Demon-Slaying Sword, which could exchange one life for another, was too out of line and too vicious.
Even if it was just to seek peace of mind, she needed Jin Banwei to provide something that could relax her tense nerves.
Jin Banwei thought for a while, then nodded gently at Guan Jiyue. She took out a pair of paper longevity locks from her bag and handed them to Hu Yuexi and Du Ruojin: "Sister Hu, take these. If you really can't avoid the demon-killing sword, then take these out. Remember to get them stained with blood, the more the better."
Hearing the words "the more the better", Guan Jiyue's mouth slightly stiffened: "Your methods are indeed a bit wasteful."
That's not some! That's quite!
Jin Banwei had wanted to protest a long time ago.
Fortunately, the system upgrade can also upgrade her physical fitness at the same time. Although she has lost too much blood, she is not dizzy. In addition, she has also drawn a blood-replenishing pill. Otherwise, she will sooner or later be dragged down into a disabled person by these blood-wasting methods.
Hu Yuexi took the longevity lock with doubt, and gave one to Du Ruojin: "Can this block the demon-killing sword?"
No matter how its appearance changes, it only has the weight of a piece of paper when it falls into the palm of your hand. It feels like something that can be easily crushed by fingers. It doesn't seem like something that can defend against the Demon-Slaying Sword.
Jin Banwei pointed to her palm and said, "This is called Paper Lock Jade Gold. It can seal spiritual things. Its power depends on the blood power you provide it. As long as the blood you provide it is enough and strong, theoretically even Sister Ji Yue's Jiaolong Double Whips can be sealed."
Hu Yuexi didn’t know the paper-making master, but she knew Guan Jiyue.
The Jiaolong Twin Whips were transformed by Jun Chan, who was half dragon and half Jiao. Even among all the secret treasures of the Guan family, they are ranked among the best.
Hu Yuexi suddenly felt that this was a good thing. She certainly didn't worry about the lack of blood strength. She was a demon, a three thousand year old demon, and the strength and richness of her blood were guaranteed. She carefully put it away, her slender eyes revealing a bit of coquettishness: "Good sister, please give me a few more."
Seeing that she even called her sister, Jin Banwei shuddered and took a step back: "I only have these two, and it's too late to do anything else now."
When Jin Banwei pinched these two things, she just wanted to try out all the methods of the fifth-level paper-making master. To be honest, this is of little use to her. The Paper Lock Jade Gold can only seal spiritual objects, and it requires a lot of blood to support it. If it were her, she would have better ways to avoid the attacks of those spiritual objects, even if she was scratched.
She was surprised that the paper lock and jade gold could be used.
Hu Yuexi was not disappointed. She also felt that Jin Banwei would not prepare too many of these things. She put her arm around Du Ruojin's shoulders and smiled at her: "It seems that you are shortsighted. Qiaoqiao's women are quite capable."
Du Ruojin pushed away Hu Yuexi's hand on her shoulder and said calmly, "I knew about this when she pinched out the heads of the missing people."
Jin Banwei is a skilled paper-making artist.
They finally got on the road, but Ren Qiao seemed to be hesitant to speak along the way. Jin Banwei always cared about Ren Qiao's mood, and she couldn't help asking Ren Qiao: "Sister Gui, what's wrong with you?"
Ren Qiao's gaze lingered on Jin Banwei's face, and then he slowly said, "Xiao Jin, you seem to have changed. Now you don't seem to be afraid anymore."
She vaguely remembered that when they first met, Jin Banwei was scared to tears by a weak ghost like Chengying.
Indeed, she has changed.
But she had to change. She integrated into this supernatural world very quickly and learned how to be a competent Yin-Yang master. She was no longer afraid of the ghosts that once frightened her at the first sight of them, nor were she afraid of conspiracies and tricks. This was because she had a reason to adapt quickly, and that reason was Ren Qiao.
However, she couldn't tell Ren Qiao that it was because of her, otherwise Ren Qiao, who was kind-hearted, would feel guilty.
She spoke softly and acted coquettishly towards Ren Qiao: "Sister Ghost, people grow up."
That’s not what Ren Qiao meant.
She shook her head lightly, a little depressed: "I am happy that Xiao Jin has grown up, but I don't know why, seeing Xiao Jin become stronger, I miss the Xiao Jin who was afraid of ghosts. Before, it was because you were afraid of ghosts, and I could protect you, so I had a reason to stay, but you are not afraid anymore, and if I stay, I will only drag you down..."
Jin Banwei was startled when she heard Ren Qiao's words. She didn't have the habit of interrupting people, but she couldn't listen to Ren Qiao's words calmly at the moment. She interrupted Ren Qiao hurriedly: "Sister Gui, you have many reasons to stay!"
"The most important reason is that I can't live without you. If I were to be described as a flower demon, you would be the nutrients. Flowers will die without nutrients."
Ren Qiao only understood half of what he heard: "Sister Xue'er is the flower demon, Xiao Jin is not a flower demon."
Sure enough, it’s not very convenient to lack soul.
Ren Qiao probably knew clearly how much she didn't want to leave Jin Banwei, but it was difficult for her to fully understand Jin Banwei's already passionate love.
Jin Banwei subconsciously looked at Min Ziyu, and she remembered the painting that Min Ziyu carried with him. Min Ziyu was also looking at them, but her eyes were more on Ren Qiao. Ever since she saw Ren Qiao's portrait, she seemed to pay more attention to Ren Qiao.
Considering Min Ziyu’s age, is it possible that she knew Ren Qiao when he was alive?
But looking back at Ren Qiao's life, she was either in the mountains or in school. She had never dealt with Yin-Yang magicians. The only one who could be counted was Sheng Changyi, and then there were those who killed her. Min Ziyu was unlikely to be the one who killed her.
Jin Banwei retracted her gaze, held Ren Qiao's hand tightly, her eyes became gentle again, and there was a glittering light trembling: "Sister Gui, remember, it's me who can't leave you, not you who can't leave me."
It doesn't matter if she is a little slow in emotions, she can use the most straightforward words to let Ren Qiao know that she is important.
Ren Qiao nodded, then lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.
Jin Banwei could feel that although they were following Guan Jiyue, Min Ziyu's gaze was always on Ren Qiao.
She had seen it too often. Jin Banwei turned around and asked Min Ziyu, "Does Master Min know Sister Ghost?"
Min Ziyu did not answer Jin Banwei's question, but asked Jin Banwei in return: "Are you lovers?"
"Well, yes." Jin Banwei did not deny it, but admitted it frankly.
She knew that in this parallel world, there would be people who looked at her strangely. She did not force Min Ziyu to accept it. She just felt that there was no need to deny it. They had never denied their relationship as lovers to anyone else, and there was no need to deny it just to Min Ziyu.
Guan Jiyue didn’t have that many passes in Yin Street, so they came out from City B again.
I was thinking that if it was too far, they should find a car.
However, the location indicated by the compass is not far from City B.
There were ghosts and monsters among them, and they could travel very fast even if they only used their legs, but they were walking further and further away. They had already reached the suburbs, but the road was still getting more and more remote, and even the green plants were decreasing.
Jin Banwei felt that this road looked familiar.
Guan Jiyue led the way, while Min Ziyu was still looking at Jin Banwei. Leng Xiangying respected her and naturally cared about her. She walked beside Min Ziyu and asked him, "What are you thinking about, Master Min?"
Min Ziyu pointed at Ren Qiao and said, "She seems to be different from other ghosts. It makes people feel close to her."
Hearing what Min Ziyu said, Leng Xiangying was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said: "Sometimes I forget that Master Min is a living person."
Min Ziyu forced a smile and said, "Not only you, sometimes I forget that I am a living person."
Guan Jiyue is a living person living in the world of monsters, while Min Ziyu is a living person living in the world of ghosts.
Guan Jiyue is respected by all the monsters in Yang Street, and Min Ziyu is respected by all the ghosts in Yin Street. Although they are living people, they rarely interact with living people.
They are in the same situation, but not quite the same.
If the Guan family had not been wiped out, Guan Jiyue would not be the only living person in Yang Street. It's just that Min Ziyu has always been the only living person in Yin Street. Even if there were sorcerers setting up stalls in Yin Street, those sorcerers were not permanent residents of Yin Street. Except for Min Ziyu, all the permanent residents of Yin Street are ghosts.
After all, a dark street without any sunlight is not suitable for living.
Min Ziyu is an exception.
She is also the only one who has been granted longevity by Hades.
Jin Banwei heard their conversation and suddenly became curious. She turned her gaze and said, "Master Min, excuse me, how old are you?"
When Jin Banwei asked her age, Min Ziyu was in a trance for a moment. She hadn't calculated her age for many years. She just lived day by day. She pursed her lips and said lightly, "I'm about 160 years old."
Hu Yuexi was not very willing to communicate with Leng Xiangying and Min Ziyu, but when she heard them talking about their ages, she suddenly thought of the source of Min Ziyu's longevity. She muttered, "It's quite strange. Hades is an extremely stingy old pervert. It would be fine if she didn't reduce the lifespan of the living, but she was so kind as to increase the lifespan of the living, and there were no side effects. If she was so kind, why would she provide such a sinister thing as longevity cakes."
Jin Banwei was a little confused: "How can Shougao be considered malicious?"
You know, in the eyes of most sorcerers, birthday cakes are top-notch good things. Most of them are willing to cooperate with the underworld and want to get more and better birthday cakes.
"Because longevity cakes will cut off the soul's reincarnation. Once you take them to increase your lifespan, your soul will completely merge into your body. My mother said that this is something that Hades invented to reduce the workload of the underworld. Longevity cakes sound like they can increase lifespan, but they will also affect the bodies of living people. If a person with poor health takes longevity cakes, it would be considered good if they can increase their lifespan by a few days. People with better health can only try to live a few more years. It's not worth it to cut off the reincarnation path for a few years of life."
"It's just a few years of life. It's not worth it to ruin the reincarnation for these few years."
She is a demon, and she lives a long life. Naturally, she does not understand how much the living people with short lives wish to stay in this world for one more day, to see the day they want to see one more time, to see the treasure they love one more time.
The more Hu Yuexi thought about it, the more she felt something was not right: "I still don't quite understand how a person like Hades could be so generous to grant you a long life. After all, if it was a ghost doctor, Min Ziyu could be a ghost doctor even if he became a dead person."
Min Ziyu didn't want to pay attention to her at first, but when his eyes met Ren Qiao, he said something inexplicably: "Ghosts can't travel freely in the world of the living. If the King of Hell doesn't increase my lifespan, I will eat the longevity cake."
Hu Yuexi: "Would you rather break the reincarnation path than live on?"
Min Ziyu: "Yes, I have to live, only by living can there be hope."
Hu Yuexi: "But how many years can the longevity cake live?"
Hu Yuexi probably found it really hard to understand why a living person would be so greedy for a few years of life. She talked to herself, unaware that Min Ziyu's expression was getting increasingly ugly. Or maybe she noticed it, but Min Ziyu was not related to her in any way, and he was not an important person. She didn't care about Min Ziyu's mood.
Min Ziyu's body trembled, and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes trembled: "The person who has survived the longest by relying on longevity cakes should have exchanged it for a hundred years of life."
"A hundred years, how is this possible?" Hu Yuexi was very surprised: "Even someone with Ji Yue's body shouldn't be able to do it."
However, Min Ziyu did not continue the conversation, and Hu Yuexi felt bored: "You are such a boring person. You stopped talking halfway. Let me guess. He must be a warlock if he can endure so much..."
"Could it be that you are from the Sanqing Dao Sect? You can't be Ren Qingxu from the Sanqing Dao Sect, right? After all, I seem to have heard that you used to be from the Sanqing Dao Sect."
Min Ziyu clenched his fist and said, "I was indeed a member of the Sanqing Dao Sect, so I also know the Seven Evils Demon Slaying Formation. Do you want to try it?"
She threatened Hu Yuexi, who was shocked by the reputation of the Seven Evils Demon-Slaying Formation. She covered her chest and moved closer to Guan Jiyue, still complaining and blaming Min Ziyu: "Which doctor is as cruel as you?"
Jin Banwei listened to all this with her ears pricked up.
I didn't expect that Min Ziyu was once a member of the Sanqing Taoist sect. I just don't know why she left the Sanqing Taoist sect and became a ghost doctor in Yinjie. After all, if it was from the Sanqing Taoist sect, there would be no possibility that the sect's philosophy would be contrary to hers.
After all, the Sanqing Taoist sect is an upright sect that does not target ghosts too much. Even if Min Ziyu wants to cure ghosts, the Sanqing Taoist sect should not object.
However, if Min Ziyu is from the Sanqing Taoist sect, then she should know many formations and methods.
Jin Banwei thought about it and asked her, "Master Min, did you put any seal on the painting of Yuan's original body?"
Min Ziyu was stunned, and her eyes changed: "I did add a formation on it. I wanted to retain some of Yuan's energy, but how did you know?"
It should be correct, the seal has been blocking her sight all along.
So there should be a formation on Jiang Liluo’s bell.
Jin Banwei pondered for a while again, and then said: "To be honest, my eyes could see the things in the painting before, but now I can't see them, so I have doubts."
Min Ziyu is not a bad person, everyone here is trustworthy.
So, it’s okay to speak frankly.
"There's something in the painting? That's unlikely. I've looked at this painting tens of thousands of times over the past hundred years. If there's something in it, how could I not know about it?"
Min Ziyu paused as she spoke, and took out the painting. She looked at it again, but there was nothing in the painting.
But she was also very clear that she had just felt the painting's influence on Ren Qiao.
Leng Xiangying and the others also looked over, but saw nothing.
Min Ziyu used her fingers to open the seal on the painting, but she still couldn't see anything. But she didn't know that her painting had changed in Jin Banwei's eyes.
The overflowing red mist continuously gathered towards Ren Qiao. Suddenly, there was a woman in a red wedding dress in the painting. She had tears in her eyes, her brows were slightly furrowed, and tears rolled down her cheeks. She cried like a pear blossom in the rain, looking very fragile.
But she was dazed and didn't move at all except crying.
She has a very calm soul and a very beautiful appearance.
The red mist that kept approaching Ren Qiao came from her, and her face was exactly the same as Ren Qiao's.
It is as thin as mist and not solid enough, so it should be a spirit rather than a soul.
Lingering melancholy and endless tears, this must be Ren Qiao’s sorrow!
That’s right, that’s right!
This is Ren Qiao’s ghost. She grabbed Ren Qiao’s hand in ecstasy: “Sister Ghost, your ghost is in that painting.”
Her eyes were full of joy, but Min Ziyu and the others still couldn't see anything.
Guan Jiyue trusted Jin Banwei very much. She even chose to doubt her own eyes and chose to believe Jin Banwei. She took out a bone spirit lamp and lit it immediately, trying to attract the soul in the painting, but there was no movement.
Min Ziyu: "I have tried it a long time ago. I have tried all kinds of methods. There is nothing in the painting."
Leng Xiangying looked at Jin Banwei with a headache: "I understand that you want to find Ren Qiao's soul, but this painting is Yuan's real body, how could Ren Qiao's soul be in it?"
Jin Banwei immediately asked her back: "But Yuan liked Ghost Sister the first time he saw her, and said that Ghost Sister had a scent that she liked. Didn't Officer Shen find it strange?"
"Ling likes pure spiritual energy. Maybe Ren Qiao has abundant spiritual energy, even though she is a ghost..."
She was a little stunned by her own explanation.
Those who only rely on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cultivate are demons and spirits, not ghosts.
Leng Xiangying covered her mouth and coughed lightly. Her expression changed and she smiled her brightest smile of the day: "Well, why don't we look for those people first and talk about the painting later."
Guan Jiyue did not lead them forward. She put away the compass and said, "No, we have entered the barrier set up by others."
Jin Banwei was indeed familiar with this road. The last time Leng Xiangying took them to the ghost market, they had driven along this road.
They were too arrogant. They actually chose to set up a barrier near the ghost market passage. However, this passage was very remote and almost no one would come here. Setting up a barrier here was also a good choice.
Entering someone else's barrier means danger is imminent.
Jin Banwei glanced at the painting again. Ren Qiao, who was being held by Jin Banwei's hand, was crying, and Ren Qiao in the painting was also crying. Ren Qiao's emotions were affected by the sorrowful soul in the painting, and he had already burst into tears. Even if Min Ziyu didn't believe it, he had noticed something.
She pulled Ren Qiao over, pressed his hand on the painting, and asked Jin Banwei: "Do you have a soul-gathering talisman?"
"Yes!" Jin Banwei handed over an intermediate soul-gathering talisman. After Min Ziyu attached it to Ren Qiao, the painting suddenly began to emit red light. Everyone of them saw this red light.
Min Ziyu urged her: "Post two more."
But the more talisman paper there is, the better it is. It also depends on the strength of the person using the talisman. Guan Jiyue is better at using talismans than her.
She handed four soul-gathering talismans to Guan Jiyue, who understood. She bit her fingertips, blood streaked across the talisman paper, and chanted, "Yin and Yang are born from the extremes, all living things have their own way, the universe is broken, and all talismans obey my orders!"
This time the painting trembled violently, the red light became more and more intense, and finally the slim figure floated out, her eyes filled with tears, she looked at Ren Qiao pitifully, she stretched out her fingers, and suddenly, the skin on her fingers began to fall off bit by bit, the flesh and blood also began to slowly separate, and the bones were revealed bit by bit.
She drew her hand back in horror, and her eyes became even more pitiful.
They all saw clearly that the face was exactly the same as the one in Ren Qiao's portrait.
As soon as half of Ai Po's body was led out, she ran back into the painting as if escaping.
She seemed to be afraid, afraid of everything outside the painting.
The flaking skin was shocking, and Hu Yuexi turned pale. She held Ren Qiao's shoulder and lowered her voice: "Qiao Qiao, how did you die? Your soul looks scared."
There is no lack of fear in Ren Qiao's body. This thin figure is obviously her sad soul. Normally, the sad soul will only have sadness, but her sad soul is afraid.
"I, I don't know."
Suddenly, Ai Po's hand reached out again, she grabbed Ren Qiao's wrist, and instantly pulled Ren Qiao into the painting.
"Ghost sister!" Jin Banwei touched the painting in panic, but no matter how she touched, she could not get closer to the world in the painting. Moreover, there was an obvious force in the painting pushing her away, and then her eyes also had problems.
She could no longer see the world in the painting. The world in the painting was filled with thick blood mist, and she could not find the figures of Ren Qiao and Ai Po.
"Ghost sister, ghost sister!" She wanted to pull Ren Qiao out, but it was useless.
Guan Jiyue grabbed her wrist and said, "Calm down, Ren Qiao's spirit seems to want to protect her."
Protect Ren Bridge.
Indeed, the painting seems to have an overly mysterious power.
Jin Banwei took a deep breath, took out a mind-clearing talisman and stuck it on her body, and finally managed to calm down.
Min Ziyu glanced at the Qingxin Talisman with six ghost patterns and raised her eyebrows slightly. She had never seen a warlock as bored as Jin Banwei, who actually took the time to add six ghost patterns to the basic talisman. Guan Jiyue was not surprised: "According to my guess, her ghost must be very afraid of the world outside the painting, and felt the existence of the main soul, so he took her to escape in."
Min Ziyu nodded: "I have used all kinds of talisman papers before, and I have also tried the Soul Gathering Talisman, but I couldn't sense the existence of her sad soul. That is to say, she was not lured out by the Soul Gathering Talisman, but by Ren Qiao, whose soul aura was strengthened by the Soul Gathering Talisman. So this painting has been protecting her all these years. I used to wonder why the broken painting could come to life. It turns out that there is still a soul in this painting. A Yuan was born from the soul and died because of the soul. This can be regarded as the end of the cause and effect with Ren Qiao."
Her tone was somewhat lonely, and she was still lamenting the ending of Hua Ling.
Minzi picked up the painting and handed it to Jin Banwei: "Take it. This painting may have originally belonged to you."
"Thank you." Jin Banwei did not push or shove Min Ziyu.
There are some Renqiao in it, and I will only feel more at ease if I carry them with me.
Min Ziyu watched her put the painting away and sighed, "Although I don't know why a painting has the ability to obscure the eyes and abilities of warlocks like us, there is no doubt that this painting is a treasure."
"You don't have to worry too much. You've put so many soul-gathering talismans on her. Her soul should have started to merge. The painting should be much safer than here."
Everything seems to be fine in this barrier, but who knows how many dangers are hidden in the dark.
It is indeed safer in the painting.
——
At the edge of the barrier,
In the darkness, the pairs of eyes that were hiding and peeping at them were finally revealed. They were two women, a ghost and a nightmare.
If Jin Banwei was here, she would be able to recognize the two people at a glance. The younger one is Jiang Liluo. The older one is quite charming, but her body is old. Her face is only about thirty years old, but the skin on her neck is like dead bark. She looks at least seventy or eighty years old.
She was dressed very tightly, and only a little bit of unusual skin could be seen at her neck. Her face was painted with the same wizard pattern as Jiang Liluo's, and she was wearing black gloves on her hands. She opened her eyes slightly, revealing a bit of uneasiness: "It's Yu Li!"
Yan, who was standing beside her, sneered and glanced at her with contempt: "Zhuo Ning, you seem very scared."
Jiang Liluo put the wizard's staff in his hand against Yan's neck: "Why do you speak to my master like that!"
Zhuo Ning tugged at Jiang Liluo and calmed her agitated mood: "Xiaoluo, as wizards, how can we bother with a nightmare?"
When she smiled, the wizard pattern on her face would shake, and dark purple lines would cover her entire fair face.
Seeing this, Yan felt disgusted. She moved closer to Zhuo Ning, her fingertips touching the aged skin on Zhuo Ning's neck, her smile becoming more contemptuous: "Although I don't know what you took from Yu Li, you must have failed. Otherwise, how could you be so old? And how could you be abandoned by your companions and be the first to rush to the front."
"They just went to Shenyuan Lake to check the seal. After all, it is unbelievable that a ghost with incomplete consciousness could escape from that place." Hearing Zhuo Ning mention Shenyuan Lake, Yan's eyes were quickly filled with anger, but Zhuo Ning didn't care. She gently pushed Yan's hand away and said, "I am not an abandoned child, because I will kill them. Miss Ren, don't be so rude. After all, according to age, I should be your elder."
This nightmare is none other than Ren Qianjing.
Ren Qianjing was too lazy to pay attention to Zhuo Ning. She pulled the female ghost beside her. There was a cloud of mist in her palm, and in the mist was Jin Banwei and the others. She pointed at Jin Banwei and asked the female ghost: "Is this it?"
This female ghost was none other than Cheng Langui, but Cheng Langui's expression was clearly not right. Her eyes were dull and her expression was rigid, as if she had lost her mind. She glanced at Jin Banwei and nodded slightly.
Ren Qianjing pushed her away and said to Zhuo Ning, "I don't care what you are planning. I just want to kill the paper-making artist who stole my lover's body! This is why I cooperate with you."
"Of course I will help Miss Ren." Zhuo Ning said with a smile: "Miss Ren should have cooperated with us earlier. If she had cooperated with us earlier, she would not have become a broken nightmare, and Miss Xiaozhu would not have been scared to death by the giant snake you transformed into, and her body would not have been taken away by others."
"Should I have cooperated with you guys earlier? Should I have been turned into a ghost puppet by you guys earlier? I lost my life because I cooperated with you guys too much in my life!"
"That's your own fault, it has nothing to do with my master!"
Jiang Liluo retorted, and Ren Qianjing was about to quarrel with her. Zhuo Ning pulled them apart with a smile, and the witch pattern on her face flashed, and ghostly figures suddenly rushed out of her body: "Miss Ren, please lend me your power. This witch dream technique still depends on Miss Ren's power."
"Hmph." Ren Qianjing handed her hand to Zhuo Ning, but she did not forget to instruct: "Everyone else can sleep, but that paper-making artist cannot sleep. I will cut her into pieces."
"Of course." Zhuo Ning still smiled. She agreed to everything she said.
A blood-red flesh ball appeared in Ren Qianjing's palm, and Zhuo Ning swallowed it. The witch pattern on her face gradually turned blood-red, and her eyes also turned blood-red, and black blood began to flow out of her eyes. A black flag appeared in her hand, and a row of bells appeared around her waist. She raised the flag and began to shake it, and the bells around her waist shook with her, playing a strange melody.
As she danced, more and more phantoms emerged from her body, and the witch patterns on her face became darker and darker.
"Ms. Ren, the time has come." She spat out a cloud of blood mist, and Ren Qianjing's body immediately rushed out, followed closely by Cheng Langgui.
After they disappeared, Jiang Liluo supported Zhuo Ning who had finished using witchcraft and looked at her weakly: "Master, will they really die in their dreams?"
"Yes, Ren Qianjing is indeed a nightmare that has been touched by Yu Li's spiritual energy. Her ability is very special. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't cooperate with her." Zhuo Ning suddenly showed a strange smile on her face: "I can't say for others, but Min Ziyu, once she falls asleep, she won't be willing to wake up. Such a beautiful dream...she has been looking forward to it for more than a hundred years..."
Her smile gradually became more sinister: "To be honest, Min Ziyu is too ridiculous. She has been guarding the painting spirit for hundreds of years, but she can't even figure out the identity of the painting spirit. If she knew the truth, she would definitely go crazy. That would be really interesting."
"Master, do you have a grudge against Min Ziyu? Do you need me to take special care of Min Ziyu?"
"No need." Zhuo Ning touched the bell on her waist and licked the blood on her lips: "I have no grudge against her, but her first half of life was too perfect, so perfect that I couldn't help but destroy it."
Zhuo Ning chuckled and touched Jiang Liluo's face. "I was wondering why I lost one of my souls. It turns out that I was saved by that damn painting. Meng Po is really hard to deal with. She is dead, but the painting she left behind will only cause trouble for others. Xiaoluo, follow Ren Qianjing and wait for her to kill the paper-making master. You bring the painting back to the master, but you have to be careful. There seems to be something wrong with her eyes. The seal on your jade bell is damaged and has not been repaired yet. Don't let her find out the problem."
"Okay! I'll go right away!"
After Jiang Liluo helped Zhuo Ning sit down on the ground, he pulled the white porcelain bell around his waist and ran out...
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