That's him!
Is that him?
Zhou Yan was moved. If so, how powerful would he be? Even if he could remember even a tiny bit of his past, China wouldn't be constrained by the rest of the world and be so hesitant to act.
Zhou Yan was just a little dazed for a moment.
Ten three-meter-tall Japanese soldiers covered in black and red mist appeared in the cemetery, confronting four ancient brides in red wedding dresses.
Behind these four brides stood four generals with big red flowers tied on their chests, wearing armor and holding various weapons. Behind the generals was a strange and inexplicable sedan chair carried by eight people.
As for the soldiers who appeared earlier, they were already watching from a distance, protected by the five-pointed star, along with several other soldiers who appeared later.
Zhou Yan even vaguely felt that there seemed to be other souls around those military souls, but they were invisible.
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The battle is about to begin.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew up the red veil of the ghost bride. The ten Japanese soldiers holding Japanese swords raised their arms halfway and turned into black mist and were absorbed by the ghost bride.
When Zhou Yan saw this scene, some images inexplicably floated into his mind.
On the vast ocean, countless high-tech-looking aircraft carriers and warships gathered together. Beside him, his little fairy used the trick in front of him. To provoke these ghost brides, the little fairy also went to an old Taoist priest, asked for a suona, and began to play loudly.
As he played the flute, the Japanese devils' various ghost armies were defeated.
"It seems there's more to it than that." Zhou Yan was about to take a closer look when the image suddenly disappeared, leaving him feeling lost.
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Luo Ziwei, who was in the black fog, watched in disbelief as the ghost servant she had trained for two months quickly disappeared.
"How could it be?" She had specially condensed this ghost servant using the spiritual techniques of the cultivation world. After nearly two months of training, not to mention the evil ghosts and fierce ghosts in the mass graves, or the protective consciousness of the martyrs' cemetery, even the high-level warriors guarding the martyrs' cemetery were no match for them.
What kind of ghost bride is this? How can she be killed with just one move?
Also, the cultivation methods in this mortal world are already backward, so how can the people here break her methods?
With this thought, Luo Ziwei quickly formed a seal. As she formed the seal, the ghost servant, who had almost been completely absorbed by the ghost bride, quickly absorbed the surrounding Yin energy and was about to become stronger.
As the Japanese soldiers were madly absorbing the local Yin energy, the military souls watching were obviously unstable.
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"Ghost-controlling technique? If I lose, it will be a disgrace to thousands of land gods and city gods in China." Xiao Yu muttered.
Suddenly, there were three more incense sticks in his hand. He waved his hand casually, and the three incense sticks lit up.
Xiao Yu stuffed the incense into Zhou Yan's hand. With his action, the negative energy and evil spirits that had been quickly absorbed into the Martyrs' Cemetery immediately flowed back.
The military souls who had been disturbed by the scene just now became solid again, and those military souls that Zhou Yan could feel but not see before also gradually emerged.
Luo Ziwei was still forming seals quickly, but she soon discovered that she was completely unable to mobilize the ghostly energy around her.
What happened? Her consciousness instantly dissipated.
Soon, he spotted two figures standing on the hillside a hundred meters away. One of them held three incense sticks, which shone with a flickering golden light. The entire space, whether it was yin or spiritual energy, seemed to be controlled by the three incense sticks.
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"Crack!" Dense lightning suddenly rang out above his head. Xiao Yu quickly retrieved his ghost bride. The moment he retrieved the ghost bride, he was also pulled into the ground by Zhou Yan beside him.
However, a trace of Xiao Yu's consciousness still remained.
Therefore, he saw that the person previously obscured by the black fog was actually a girl who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. And the ones who had just attacked his ghost bride were two men wearing military coats and possessing special abilities.
Could this be the legendary male lead and male supporting role?
As soon as the male protagonist and the male supporting role appeared, they seemed to sense the onlookers' military souls protected by the red five-stars, but they couldn't see them. Then the male protagonist used his supernatural powers without saying a word.
Xiao Yu cursed in his heart, this is really an indiscriminate attack.
He immediately used his spiritual sense to pull the military soul away and at the same time took back the national destiny belonging to Zhou Yan.
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"So, that woman is the heroine?" Xiao Yu, who had already left, muttered to himself, "Isn't the heroine only thirteen or fourteen? Why does she look sixteen or seventeen? Could it be that the heroine's life is difficult and she looks old?"
"Today's fight really made me angry. We are obviously the righteous ones, but the hero who saves the beauty appears, and we, the messengers of justice, are made to look like the bloody villains?" Xiao Yu couldn't help but complain to Zhou Yan.
Zhou Yan nodded in agreement, because when the thunder and lightning appeared just now, he saw that the owner of the black fog also took the opportunity to run away.
"And don't you know? That idiot just now didn't know anything. Damn, after we left, he actually attacked Junhun? What do you think of this idiot? (How could he be the male protagonist)?"
Zhou Yan frowned and looked at Xiao Yu. The rest of the words seemed to be muted and he didn't hear them.
Xiao Yu also realized this later. He was stunned for a moment, touched his nose, and abruptly changed the subject: "Brother, well, let's find a place to prepare some New Year's goods, otherwise it will be too late for New Year's Eve the next day."
“…Okay.” What else could Zhou Yan say.
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"We just left in a hurry. The martyrs' cemetery here has not been built yet. We should toast our predecessors with some wine. It's the New Year!" Xiao Yu said with regret, "Such a good opportunity." What he couldn't do as a student in his previous life, he finally encountered now.
Zhou Yan's eyes suddenly softened. He thought of his comrades who had fought alongside him and were buried in a foreign land. "Let's go tomorrow. Those two thundering ones haven't left yet. Tomorrow we'll bring out the wine jars and toast everyone with a big glass."
Thunder? Xiao Yu thought, Mr. Zhou is really humorous.
"Then I'll braise the pig's head tonight and bring it over tomorrow for everyone to enjoy. There'll also be candy. By the way, how many graves were there just now?"
"Fifty-two." Zhou Yan counted accurately.
Xiao Yu suddenly didn't know what to say. After walking for a while, he said, "I can cut paper clothes. I use the power of incense to make them, and I can change their clothes. Brother, tonight you can cut five-pointed stars out of red paper and stick them on the clothes."
"good."
"I've left those three incense sticks there for a short time. That woman can't do anything to that place. If she does, she'll definitely suffer backlash."
Zhou Yan paused and looked at Xiao Yu: "Xiao Yu, thank you."
"Haha, why are you thanking me? I'm using your things." Xiao Yu felt very embarrassed.
"It's fine with me. Just take whatever you need."
Xiao Yu pretended to be depressed: "If you keep doing this, won't I be outdone by you if I don't build a few houses tonight?"
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