Chapter 49: Heartfelt An Ran

glanced at Zhang Sheng angrily. Although she couldn't blame him entirely, she felt that she was quite unjust.

"It's unreasonable... No matter how hard you try, you're still dragged in! Ji Gang, what's going on with you now?"

Zhang Sheng saw An Ran's clothes stained with gray and scratched his nose: "What did my uncle and grandpa teach me? You dare not learn, he spent a whole month to train me to make the formation stable, just to learn this ghost exorcism formation."

Zhang Hua asked him to practice more so that his grandnephew could ensure his own safety when encountering high-level ghosts.

I also wonder, if the ghost exorcism array is not strong enough and the disinfecting power is not fast enough, how can Zhang Sheng, with his declining physical fitness, escape from danger?

This time it was good. Just now, Zhang Sheng was squatting on the ground alone, adjusting his center of gravity to prevent the wind vortex from getting him involved. Now An Ran was added to the mix.

The airflow above the two of them made a sound, as if they were in a violent storm and were in a dilemma.

An Ran held her forehead with messy hair and asked, "Did you see the strange light deep in the vortex? This suction should be caused by that..."

"I found three dying moments. Soon, it will be easy to cross, but the Ghost Domain Lord is still trapped there."

As Zhang Sheng spoke, a few drops of black blood were still flowing from the tips of his hair, and a cold light hit the side of his face, and his black eyes also shone. Stained with light gray.

He pursed his lower lip, suddenly looked at An Ran and asked softly: "Cui Yu, are you okay?"

An Ran squinted her eyes and called out the little man made from the talisman paper, which immediately disappeared into the darkness with a flash of light. She had made these puppets The spiritual creature first goes to explore the whirlpool.

"I haven't forgotten it yet, Ji Gang. If you had left him earlier, he might not have gone through this. Do you understand?"

Zhang Sheng made a booing gesture, sat on the floor, shrugged and said, "His hearing is very good, don't Talk about this. "

Last time I saw Zhang Jigang was quite smart, he knew how to run when in danger, and he could also master the Tu family's shield technique in a short time. This time I saw that he was in tatters and his wrist was seriously injured. An Ran I couldn't help but pull down my face.

"Don't you think you are too indulgent to him?"

"...Yes." Zhang Sheng was not in the mood to think about this at the moment. People said that people will grow up after a breakup. It hurt like slicing out the bones and heart, but he didn't have the energy. It just feels like there's a piece missing in my heart, and it's no longer complete.

An Ran could not understand how long he and Cui Yu had known each other for. The memory that had been lost during the past two hundred years, and the more times he entered the ghost realm, the inexplicable sense of familiarity would always affect his emotions.

A certain moment, a sentence, a scene... He felt as if he had experienced it before, but he had a partner by his side.

He didn't remember how Ni Shisan had harmed him, but he kept thinking about how he had to fight out of the abyss of the ghost cave again and again. The compass in his hand became extremely excited and felt hot to the touch. He only heard the words that made him feel at ease. Voice: "Zhang Sheng, you are not allowed to enter the Ghost Realm alone next time. You must take me with you."

"Zhang Sheng, when will you come out?"

The man's deep voice came from behind, and it was not retained in his memory. But the impact is close at hand.

He turned around and met Cui Yu's fiery red eyes after entering the ghost realm.

An Ran stood up and reminded him vigilantly: "You evil thing! There are three ghost exorcists here, what kind of trouble do you want to make...?"

Tu Minglang, who was following behind, found that his sister had not found the point yet, and cried and laughed. Look at her.

An Ran: "...wait, what did you call him just now?"

An Ran's fingers circled around Cui Yu, turned to Zhang Sheng, and stopped.

His eyes were rounded, and his words were unclear: "Zhang...Zhang Sheng?? Hey, you and that person on the list..."

The man's eyes were naked, not ambiguous, but a straightforward emotion that made Zhang Sheng's heart beat faster. .

Zhang Sheng suddenly understood his grandson's bad behavior towards him from time to time. Perhaps from the beginning, this guy felt that he was his property.

No one is allowed to touch it, no ghost is allowed to covet it, everything from heart to body and even soul must be his.

Of course, normal people would want to run away when encountering such a madman.

Zhang Sheng just did what a normal person should do, but was chased by Cui Yu to Liaocheng. After thinking about it, he felt relieved because there was no longer anywhere to escape.

Cui Yu was silent for a few seconds. He put one hand in his pocket and patrolled the ghost realm for half a circle. Then he stopped at the bottom of the vortex and raised his head slightly.

"There are 33 of them in total. Your puppets are blocked by the evil spirit and cannot reach the top floor. You have to dissipate the vortex first."

Cui Yu only glanced at it and clearly reported the number of evil ghosts, which could not be observed by ordinary people's eyes. internal vision.

An Ran was going to be tortured crazy by the speculations!

Zhang Sheng is the patriarch that all ghost exorcists of their age know.

When the name "Xun Baishan" reached the top of the list of ghost exorcists, the older generation of the Great Grandfather was still alive and witnessed this dark horse reaching the top and becoming the spiritual leader of the six great families.

An Ran has heard too many rumors about his ancestor since he was a child, and was introduced by his adoptive father. He has already regarded this industry as a lifelong career.

But when the words came to her lips, she stared at Zhang Sheng's expression that didn't look like he was joking at all, and swallowed the words back.

So, did the Patriarch not live in seclusion in the mountains and fake his death as rumored, did he really make a will to disband the sect, and reincarnate as his descendants within two hundred years?

An Ran was convinced of such a smooth conjecture without even asking.

Except for Xun Baishan, who can master the spells of other sects in one day.

There is also this lingering magic weapon. Although its shape has changed and its identity is unknown, it can be seen that it is definitely a supreme magic weapon, worthy of following the ancestor.

An Ran, who was originally standing with her legs crossed, unconsciously closed her legs. Facing her idol, she forgot her age and pride for a moment, her expression suddenly reserved.

Cui Yu stared, with a threat in his tone: "It will be resolved within ten minutes. I have something to tell you, Zhang Sheng."

"...Can you not listen?" Zhang Sheng smiled bitterly. The wild wolf couldn't resist, and was worried about losing control in front of Tu Minglang and An Ran.

Cui Yu replied dryly: "No."

"Oh."

An Ran roared secretly: You should slap him! Teach him a lesson! Let him fight with you again...

[You should slap him! —Slap him—him—]

An Ran trembled, and she didn't know how she could hear her own heart echoing.

Cui Yu's smile turned gloomy, his face was filled with gusts of wind, and he stared at An Ran.

[Master Patriarch taught him a lesson! Tell him to fight with you! ——]

[Hit him...]

Zhang Sheng: "..."

The atmosphere changed from awkwardness to a dead silence.

He lowered his head and looked at the bracelet with a halo of light, thinking that the magic of immortality would come into effect at this time. His uncle's operations were as fierce as a tiger's, and no digging hole was unnecessary.

Cui Yu's figure flashed, disappeared out of thin air, and immediately appeared next to Zhang Sheng, his hand covering the cold beads.

With a simple touch, he knew what it was.

"Ha...can you listen to your heart? It's really a good thing. Then listen to my heart seriously." Cui Yu's cold tone made people uncomfortable.

An Ran was heartbroken and shut up completely.

Tu Minglang had repeatedly jumped on Cui Yu's baseline before, and he wasn't too afraid at this time. He slapped Cui Yu on the shoulder and teased: "Stop bullying acquaintances here. If Zhang Sheng doesn't indulge you, what do you think?" He doesn't care about anything."

"That's right," Zhang Sheng muttered, frowning.

But Cui Yu didn't appreciate it. He grabbed Zhang Sheng's hand and the two of them clung to each other.

"Do you know how to use me?"

The two of them flew into the air very fast, and were about to rush into the whirlpool. Tu Minglang ran and shouted: "Brother Cui! You should wait, there are more than thirty ghosts..."

Cui Yu suddenly remembered that Tu Minglang came out this time without telling the Crime Department. If he just left it here and ignored it, trouble would naturally come to him if there was an employee over there.

Moreover, the Tu family's shield technique and the puppet technique mastered by An Ran are useful, at least they can reduce the damage of the evil spirit before entering the center of the wind vortex.

Cui Yu: "It's too slow."

After saying that, he controlled his evil spirit to form a black mist, entangling the two panicked siblings below and coming up together.

The four people were bundled together, making it difficult for each other to move.

Tu Minglang was choked and couldn't breathe, wailing: "...Brother Cui...actually there is no need to be so anxious..."

Cui Yu: "What did you learn in the mystery department? Your beer belly is quite strong, can you?" Dispel the evil spirit when you enter, and I will find the domain master."

Tu Minglang gritted his teeth and tried to shrink his stomach, but there was real meat there, and he was extremely depressed as he ate it one bite at a time.

It's really heartbreaking...

to ask people to help, but also to be sarcastic.

Zhang Sheng moved awkwardly, but the space was not big. To squeeze four people in, someone would have to sacrifice themselves.

An Ran was a woman, and she was wearing a skirt made of silky fabric, so he couldn't get too close.

He had no choice but to lie on Cui Yu's body. His injured hand was hanging in the air, feeling tired and painful. He tried several movements tossing and turning but could not relieve the pain. Finally, he made a cruel move and hung directly on Cui Yu's body.

Zhang Sheng: "...bastard."

Cui Yu glanced at the place where the two of them were close to each other: "It's quite hot."

Zhang Sheng looked helpless and turned his face away without answering. Otherwise, he could have raised his head and said Go to Cui Yu's lips full of venom.

Cui Yu: "You weren't good at scolding people before? Why didn't you scold me when I harassed you?"

Zhang Sheng: "...I'm going to use you later, so I need to cultivate my relationship first."

With Tu Minglang's shield skills, he once again I didn't feel any resistance when I entered the evil spirit center.

An Ran saw his puppet near the top and was bitten by several evil spirits. He first had a small-scale fight here.

Zhang Sheng opened his palms and first judged these insignificant victims one by one and transferred their souls. During this period, Cui Yu kept looking at him, as if his eyes had stopped.

Zhang Sheng felt the warm breath on the side of his face and pushed the man forward when he reached a wider area.

"That's enough, don't look at me."

An Ran saw a faint blush on her ancestor's face, but she didn't dare to speak and concentrated on cleaning up the lonely ghosts around her who were losing their evil spirits.

The cooperation between the four of them was surprisingly effective. Within half an hour, the black fog in the wind vortex area gradually dissipated, leaving only the dying Hu Mulu hanging on the top.

But in order to overcome the cursed ghost, one must go back and break the curse. Ling Teng can heal the trauma of Tu Ling Fire, and Cui Yu is needed to completely restore Hu Mulu to her good-natured appearance.

Zhang Sheng glanced at him: "You haven't transformed yet."

The man suddenly grabbed Zhang Sheng's wrist, his eyes didn't move, and he licked the wound like an animal.

A slightly itchy feeling tickled the tip of his heart.

【How could I let you go? Zhang Sheng. 】