The whistling north wind suddenly stopped. Qing Wu held the snowflakes falling from the sky and gently twisted them with her fingertips until they melted.
"Found it." She said softly and slowly.
Both Yeyou and Hornet showed surprise, finally!
"Then let's hurry up. The witch hasn't even shown up yet, so he might have already surpassed us."
"Wait a minute." Qing Wu shook her head, looking far ahead, and lightly tapped the empty space in front of her with her fingertips, as if fiddling with something.
Suddenly, she clenched her hands as if she was holding something.
After getting closer, Qing Wu felt two familiar auras entwining around her fingertips, pulling her.
There was a faint, ethereal breath, so fragile that it seemed like it could be blown away by the wind. It was Fan You's breath.
And the other breath was very familiar.
It can be said that the appearance of that breath both surprised Qing Wu and made her feel it was reasonable. A certain doubt from the past was solved at this moment.
At the same time, another voice floated into his ears, it was Fan You's voice.
Those were Fan You's last words. After Qing Wu heard them, Fan You's voice and his remaining breath completely disappeared from the world.
"Night tour, you stay here."
"Ah?" Ye You looked puzzled.
Qing Wu raised her hand and threw the Judge's Pen to him. Ye You was surprised, and then he saw Qing Wu's lips curled up, his eyes sharp: "The Lord allows you to start reincarnation in the human world and set up the formation for the return journey."
Ye You’s face turned grim.
Qing Wu wrote a Yinwen decree and gave it to Huang Feng, saying: "You go to the underworld immediately, go to the Rotating King's Palace, and ask Lao Shi to cooperate."
The wasp received the order and disappeared immediately.
Ye You tightly grasped the Judge's Pen and looked at Qing Wu intently: "What's going on?"
Qing Wu's fingertips moved lightly, as if wrapping a silk thread around her hand, and she said calmly: "Nothing, I just found the 'gift' that the old man left for me. By the way, he also left me a will."
"He not only left a gift for me, but also left a 'valuable gift' for Wu Zhen."
"He's so lonely, I have to send Wu Zhen to accompany him."
…
Under the glacier, in the ghost cave.
The witch also broke through the wall and swung the long sword in his hand, but after hitting a black and purple barrier, the sword was rebounded into his hand.
The skull that landed on his shoulder said anxiously, "If you can't break his barrier, then use the blood curse to trap him to death!"
The witch did not hesitate and cut his wrists. Blood gushed out and turned into a blood array, trapping himself and Shao Yilang in the purple light barrier opposite.
Shao Gelang staggered and stood up from the ground. It was obvious that he was the "rat" that Wu Zhen had been tracking for a long time and escaped from Fengju Yumen.
Shao Erlang's clothes were tattered, and he looked like a ghost, but his sharp eyebrows and eyes showed a sense of righteousness. There were red lines on his skin, like cracks in white porcelain, which could break at any time.
It was the long-missing King Biancheng of the Sixth Palace!
"You are a Fanyou!" Wu Zhen said in a grim tone: "He really schemed against you. He actually gave you Wu Peng's remains and let you sneak into Fengju Yumen."
King Biancheng wiped the black blood from his lips and smiled: "Since you broke the contract and deliberately designed to make my sister die tragically in the calamity in her previous life, you should have expected this day to come, right?"
The young ghost king sneered disdainfully: "Old Master Fujun promised to do three things for you out of consideration for our old friendship. If you keep your promise and don't do anything to my sister, maybe he will really go all the way to the end and completely betray the underworld for you."
"But who made you so greedy? You do the first day of the month, so don't blame others for doing the tenth day."
Only Wu Zhen's skull was left at this moment, so it was impossible to tell what her expression was. But judging from the way her upper and lower jaws were trembling slightly, if her face was still covered in flesh and blood, her mouth would probably be shaking from anger.
"Oh... oh... oh... I was mistaken in trusting him, and he lied to me again..."
Wu Zhen said in a grim tone, "No wonder he agreed without hesitation to go into Guixu to get the remains of the Ten Witches for me. From the beginning, his purpose was to use the remains to allow you to sneak into Fengju Yumen, so that you could cooperate with him from inside and outside to seal the gate."
King Biancheng showed disdain on his face and sneered: "You old vicious woman who has lived for thousands of years, why are you pretending to be a loving and resentful woman!"
"You are allowed to be full of schemes and intrigues, but others are not allowed to scheme against you, right?"
"What's the difference between giving your heart to an old lady like you and feeding a dog?"
"My sister is the daughter of the Lord of the Mansion. You let your four demons eat her corpse, and you still expect the Lord of the Mansion to love you forever? It's enough that he once fell in love with you, and you still expect him to continue to be a jerk?"
When King Biancheng opened his mouth, it was as if he had smeared red on his face.
Wu Ye's eyes were filled with murderous intent: "You dare to insult the Saint, you deserve to die!"
"I haven't said anything to you yet, you are asking for trouble, right?" King Biancheng laughed, "How shameless! This old lady asked you to trap me with a blood sacrifice and use you as cannon fodder, and you are quite willing to do it?"
"Oh, you Wu people are really a bunch of despicable people."
Wu Zhen gritted his teeth and said, "Don't waste time talking to him. He's just stalling for time."
The corners of Shaoge Ghost King's lips curled up into a triumphant smile: "Oh, you found it? Unfortunately, it's too late."
It was almost the moment when King Biancheng’s voice fell.
The terrifying pressure crushed the ghost den, and the seal of the underworld fell from the sky. The seal seemed to be suspended in a ghost mountain, on which countless evil ghosts and skeletons twisted and struggled, roaring and stretching their arms in all directions.
On the ghost mountain transformed by the royal seal, there is a black gold throne. Sitting on the throne is Qingwu with a golden sword, overlooking the two witches and one ghost below.
The eyes of the young ghost king glowed, and in an instant he changed from a vicious little wolfdog to a sweet little puppy: "Sister!"
Qing Wu nodded slightly to King Biancheng, and her eyes fell on Wu Zhen. She was calm as if she was meeting an ordinary acquaintance, not the 'enemy who murdered her father'.
"We meet again, old lady... Oh, now I think your old bones are more accurate."
If Wu Zhen's bones could be twisted, they would have been twisted into a knot by now.
"Ah, Luo, Sha, Tian!"
"Well, why not?" Qing Wu curled her lips: "Don't you like to get close to people the most?"
"I just closed the door of your house to prevent you dogs from going home. Is this the defense that has been breached?"
Qing Wu shook her head: "You can't even handle this little bit of pressure. You've lived all these years in vain, you old idiot."
"How dare you, a mere ghost, speak such nonsense to the Saint of my clan." Wu Ye's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he was about to use blood as a sacrifice to trigger a killing move. Qing Wu glanced at him:
"Noisy."
She tapped the throne with her index finger, and countless soul-catching chains rose from the Ghost Mountain, like long snakes, lashing downwards.
The Soul-Catching Chain whipped the blood sacrifice barrier, leaving many cracks. The witch's face turned red, and he felt as if those cracks were whipping his own soul. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
At this moment, Wu also heard Wu Zhen's voice: "Give me your body."
The witch hesitated for only a moment, her eyes determined, "I am willing to sacrifice myself for the Saint!"
Wu Zhen's skull slammed into his body, and Wu Ye let out a painful wail. He covered his head with his hands, and his whole body seemed to be about to split apart.
The next moment, his face became convex and distorted, as if the bones inside his body were deformed. Gradually, his facial features began to change, and his masculine and handsome appearance gradually turned into a feminine one. After a while, he looked completely different.
After Wu Zhen took over Wu Ye's body, he raised his eyes and looked at Qing Wu coldly, and said, "A Luoshatian, do you think you have won?"
Qing Wu lowered her eyes and looked at her, and suddenly asked something off topic: "Are you considered a man now?"
Wu Zhen’s expression froze.
King Biancheng burst out laughing.
Qing Wu frowned in distress: "You took over a man's body... This makes me very embarrassed."
"My old man has no dragon or yang characteristics."
"Forget it. He's already dead, so he has no right to complain."
Wu Zhen's face twitched, but she soon calmed down. The blood sacrifice barrier flashed with ominous blood light, trapping both her and King Biancheng inside.
Wu Zhen stared at Qing Wu without blinking, his eyes were ruthless, and his tone returned to his previous confident tone:
"Shasha, I must admit that I lost. I lost to Fanyou, I lost to you."
"But you didn't win either."
"No one can stop my king and stop my witch clan from returning!"
She squinted at King Biancheng and said, "Little rat, you will be buried with me."
She quickly formed a strange hand seal with her hands, pointed her thumb at her heart, and smiled at Qing Wu with a confident smile.
Then he stabbed his heart hard with his finger.
Countless blood-colored witch patterns emerged on her body, like a volcano about to erupt fire, with streams of molten flames shining through the runes.
She wanted to sacrifice herself and take King Biancheng with her to die together. At the end of the forbidden technique, she got her wish and saw a panicked look on Qing Wu's face.
Wu Zhen grinned happily, and then she heard Qing Wu's lament:
"You and Fan You are truly in love, otherwise, how could he understand you so well..."
Wu Zhen's pupils suddenly widened, and within his sight, Qing Wu's smile became extremely playful:
"Since you can't control my eldest brother's soul, why not just die together?"
"What a pity. I'm sorry to disappoint you..."
Wu Zhen's already wide pupils suddenly contracted, and the smug smile froze on his face...
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