The disciples looked at each other, but no one dared to speak.

"Ha, hahahaha. Suddenly there was a small burst of laughter in the clearing, and the laughter gradually grew louder and louder, and the laughter was heart-rending.

The sluggish green ghost in the formation straightened up, his resentful eyes staring at Luo Qing not far away, and blood was dripping from his eyes.

"Why do you all have to stop me! That woman has hurt me so badly, why can't I take revenge!"

Luo Qing's face was cold, and her white dress was like the white snow that would never melt on the mountain that day, and the coldness of her whole body was dyed with killing intent at this moment.

"The past life is over. And with so many lives in your hands, it is enough for you to die tens of millions of times. “

"Hahaha, I'm not convinced, if it weren't for her, I wouldn't have ended up like this!"

As he spoke, the blood-dripping eyes of the green ghost swept over the disciples in the distance one by one, and the disciples were chilled by his eyes, and they all avoided it sideways, not daring to look at it.

"You sanctimonious cultivators! You all deserve to die! You deserve to die just like that woman!"

The seven orifices of the green ghost were all bleeding, and his expression became more and more crazy.

"Hahaha, heaven is unfair, heaven is unfair! Do you think you will win like this?"

The corners of his lips hooked up a wry smile, "As long as that woman is alive for a day, I will never die, and you will not be able to protect her in the end!"

After speaking, the shattered body of the green ghost exploded violently, and the aftermath of the explosion set off the yellow sand in the sky. He actually blew himself up.

"It's stubborn!"

Luo Qing swung his sword to split the yellow sand in the sky, and when he fixed his eyes, there was nothing in the sword array.

In the early morning, the first rays of sunlight fell on this clearing, and the disciples realized that this long night had finally passed.

Without Luo Qing and Feng Yang's orders, the remaining disciples had already spontaneously rushed into the cave.

The cave looks small, but the inside is narrow, and as soon as you step in, it is bloody and pungent, and the ground under your feet is muddy and damp.

Su Mu's heart sank with this scene, if this is the case, wouldn't it be the junior brothers and sisters who were captured by the green ghost!

"Senior brother," an excited voice came from the side, "Come and see!"

Su Mu's eyes flashed with joy, and he hurriedly crossed over a few disciples and stepped forward to take a look, and sure enough, it was the disciples who had disappeared before.

The men fell to the ground with bloody faces, badly injured, but fortunately, they were still breathing.

"Ah! It's Wen Qian!"

Hearing this name, the disciples immediately became agitated, and soon, the missing disciples were all carried out.

The disciples of Fu Yufeng hurriedly stepped forward to take a closer look, and after a while, they breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and one of them stuffed a pill into his mouth.

"It's a blessing that they just lost a lot of blood and it wasn't life-threatening. ”

When the rest of the people heard this, they were relieved.

In the end, Yunsu was also found in the innermost part of the cave and carried out. But the strange thing is that her lips have turned scarlet like blood, and her facial features are still the same, but she looks like there is an indescribable strangeness.

There was no wound on her body, her clothes were dressed properly, her face was calm, she breathed softly, and her whole person seemed to be asleep.

"Look, why does she have a black mark on her head?"

Imprint?

Luo Qing, who was stuffing a pill into Mo Zhao's mouth, was stunned when he heard this, entrusted the unconscious Mo Zhao to Mo Fei's care, and walked towards the crowd. When the disciples saw her coming, they retreated.

Luo Qing stood beside Yun Su, his gaze wandering. Sure enough, there was a smell of blood between her lips and teeth, mixed with a hint of fishy stench. It is the blood of the demon.

"Ten Thousand Ghost Seals. Feng Yang spoke softly, and only the two of them could hear the small sound.

The evil ghost really refused to let her go.

With blood as the medium and seal as the guide, the ghost qi enters the body, and the curse is forever burned.

Now Yunsu is a delicious snack for any ghost. As long as she lives, she will never be at peace.

What kind of deep hatred is it, desperately scattering her soul to put her to death.

This Yunsu's life experience is also very bumpy, in addition to the persistent green ghost, there is also a wind that doesn't know what to think.

Thinking of Feng Yang, Luo Qing looked at him sideways, "Do you have an answer now?"

"......" Feng Yang looked at Yun Su with heavy eyes, and complex emotions rose from the bottom of his eyes little by little, and then quickly annihilated, returning to indifference.

No one could read his inner thoughts, not even himself.

"I'll take her back to Jiuyou. ”

......

Knowing the news that Feng Yang insisted on returning with Yunsu, although the disciples didn't dare to say anything in person, they kept talking behind their backs.

"Why does Uncle Shi have to take that Yunsu with him to return with him? That Yunsu is clearly a bane. I thought she would be the bride of some evil spirit. ”

"Yes, that Yunsu is clearly a heinous villain, why do you want to bring her back to the mountain? If it weren't for Uncle Shizu's timely arrival this time, we would all have died at the hands of that green ghost. ”

"But ......," a disciple said fairly, "even if Yunsu is a big villain, it was a matter of the previous life, and she has done nothing in this life, if it is all blamed on her, it will be a little innocent." ”

"She's innocent, but what about those who died because of her? Isn't it even more innocent, I don't know how many people's blood is in the hands of that green ghost......

In the end, Feng Yang still brought the sleeping Yunsu back to Jiuyou and placed it in his Lingqiu Peak.

At the same time, on the Yiwang Peak, Mo Zhao opened his eyes, and what he saw was the familiar furnishings.

Is this back to Linghuayuan?

There was a stuffy pain in his chest, Mo Zhao couldn't help coughing, and sat up holding his chest, feeling a cold in his upper body.

The quilt that covered his body slid down, revealing not an inch, but the upper body that was surrounded by a circle of cloth strips around his chest. The exposed figure has the unique thinness of a young man, but the slight lines on the skin are raised, showing the explosive power contained in it.

His clothes!

At that moment, there was a gentle knock on the door.

"Who!"

His gaze swept over like an arrow, and Mo Zhao instantly tensed the muscles in his body.

The door was pushed open under his staring gaze, and Luo Qing, who was dressed in a white dress, walked in with a bowl of extremely unpleasant medicine in her hand.

"Master?!"

Seeing Luo Qing coldly, Mo Zhao's mind went blank for a moment, and then reacted violently, hugging the quilt that had slipped down back to his body.

"Master, how are you?"

As if he didn't see his hurry, Luo Qing sat on the side of the bed with her eyes down, and from Mo Zhao's point of view, she could only see her pale side face, and the medicine bowl in her hand rose with mist.

"I guess you'll wake up at this time, come and drink the medicine. “

Mo Zhao held the quilt tightly in his hand, and his eyes didn't know where to look, it was like sitting on pins and needles. He wasn't dressed yet, and it was so close that he could smell the faint fragrance from her.

Taking a breath, Mo Zhao turned his face away, revealing his ears that had turned completely red at some point, and his tone trembled slightly, losing his coolness.

"Master, Master, my clothes ......"

"Oh, it was Mo Fei who changed it for you, and also gave you medicine for your injuries. ”

"......" When he heard that Mo Fei had changed his clothes, Mo Zhao's face immediately fell.