Chapter 112: Young Master, the ground is dirty

Chu Wenyan fainted, and the warehouse fell silent.

Although each time there were five days apart, the time of death of the previous people was early and late. I don't know what the other party is, and I don't know what the means are, so this time the senior brother is also very cautious.

He spread a circle of enchantments around Chu Wenyan's body, and after thinking about it, he was still a little uneasy, waved his hand and cast the Dao Law Decision, and the herring saw a little bit of light dust spilling out of the hands of the senior brother, and slowly floated to Chu Wenyan's body and flashed, and then disappeared into Chu Wenyan's body.

"Senior brother, why haven't I seen this?" Qingyu was a little puzzled by Senior Brother's technique, and couldn't help but open his mouth to ask.

"This is the soul locking technique I just figured out, try it for him. After the senior brother finished performing, he squatted down and looked at it, and then nodded reassuringly

"This spell can lock his three souls and seven spirits in his body for a period of time, so he is not afraid that his soul will suddenly be taken away by someone. Then the senior brother got up and turned around

"Anyway, right under our noses, this warehouse is also empty, and there are always fewer hidden dangers. ”

Qingyu also looked around with the senior brother's gaze, and nodded. According to Chu Wenyan's words, before this, several people had car accidents, jumped off buildings, took baths and were electrocuted, and drowned, and the deaths seemed to be coincidences.

Qingyu also wondered, since this mirror immortal wants people to die, why do they have to create a variety of coincidences? Qingyu thought about it carefully and still couldn't understand it, seeing that the senior brother was sitting not far from Chu Wenyan and closed his eyes to recuperate, Qingyu also leaned forward and concentrated on pondering his own technique.

Although the senior brother mentioned it casually as a joke, Qingyu actually became addicted to reading comics in the past two days, and he couldn't help but have some thoughts about the aura bomb in the comics. He stretched out his hand and gestured to a pistol posture, trying to concentrate on concentrating the spiritual power in his body at his fingertips, and his mouth imitated the sound of a gun.

The senior brother didn't bother to care about him when he saw that he was so playful, how could he be so easy to learn if there were no matching spells and hand duels for this thing? The moves in this comic, let the blue fish play by himself. The senior brother smiled and shook his head, continuing to close his eyes and recuperate.

Qingyu was concentrating on understanding the route of spiritual power, and he didn't notice that Mei'er quietly squatted in front of him. She watched the herring fish's movements, her eyes full of curiosity.

Mei'er is different from Mingyue, she has a long lifespan, although she has been cultivating for two hundred years and gave birth to two tails after her death, but strictly speaking, the age of a human being is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and she has been suppressed and slightly mature under Li Qingping's hands.

Mei'er tilted her head curiously and looked at the herring for a long time, then opened her mouth to ask

"Young Master, what are you doing?"

Although Qingyu has always been at odds with Mei'er, like a rival, Mei'er's title to him has not changed since he changed from son to young master. The senior brother originally planned to include Mei'er in the door and rank her according to her seniority, but Mei'er refused.

Mei'er is also used to being careful, usually playing with herring fish, but no matter how you say that the prohibition of controlling herself has always been on herring, this is also her own master, if she becomes a senior brother and sister from the master, this identity gap will be narrowed, what if one day he changes again and annoys him?

The young master is good, the young master is wonderful, the young master can still make trouble if he is fine, Mei'er is always happy with this little thought, this will be fine, and it will be troublesome again.

Qingyu's mind is on his fingertips, and after pondering it for the past few days, he can vaguely feel that his spiritual power can be operated and gathered on his fingers, but how to stimulate it has not been able to do so. Mei'er didn't speak suddenly, which startled the blue fish, and when he looked down, the little white fox squatted in front of him and stared at him with wide eyes.

Qingyu's face turned red, he put his hand away and coughed, straightened his chest and looked ahead, and said with the appearance of a young master

"Ahem, the young master is studying spells. ”

At first, Mei'er was called Young Master Qingyu, and he was not used to it, but slowly Qingyu felt that the two words sounded a little cool, and he accepted it after a long time.

"Cut, how do I think you are learning to handjob?" Mei'er tilted her head and looked at the herring with some disdain, she has lived in the mountains for a long time, and she has somehow learned a lot of inexplicable words when she came to this world, but she herself doesn't know what it means, the herring fish is more horny than the gesture in the mouth, in Mei'er's opinion, it is an imitation of shooting.

"What nonsense!" Qingyu was blushed by a sentence, and shouted angrily. Mei'er ignored him, stepped on the herring's knee and squatted on the herring's lap and lay down.

"What are you doing?" the herring was stunned by her movements.

"I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep. Mei'er buried her head in her two front paws, and she didn't bother to open her eyes.

"Can't you sleep on the ground when you sleep?" Qingyu reached out with some disgust to pull Mei'er down, but she didn't think that the fox in front of her suddenly changed, Mei'er suddenly turned into a human form, she held the herring fish's neck with both hands, and the beautiful face was attached to the herring fish, and the tips of the noses of the two people were about to touch together, Mei'er's beautiful eyes like autumn water, as if she was happy and ashamed to look at herring.

"Young master, the ground is dirty. Mei'er smiled and looked at the herring, dragged out the tail and sprinkled coquettishly, and shook her body without reluctance, her buttocks sat on the lap of the herring, and this shake was about to shake the herring's liver.

After Mei'er finished speaking, she changed back to her original form, lying on the herring fish's legs and snickering and thinking, Hmph, girl, I can't cure you?

Just this hand, the herring fish dementia did not ease up for a long time, he felt that there was a hot stream in his nose slowly flowing out, stretched out his hand to wipe it, and the back of the hand was wiped with nosebleeds.

Demon, Qingyu looked down at Mei'er and scolded in her heart, but Mei'er's pretty face kept appearing in front of her eyes, and Qingyu only felt that at that moment just now, it was really soft... After tasting it, the nosebleed came out again, and the panicked herring fish quickly raised his head.

But when he looked up, he realized that something was wrong.

A few meters above Chu Wenyan, a black line suddenly appeared silently from the air, and the black line emitted some gray faint light. The black line seemed to have an extra zipper in the air, and suddenly a hole opened, and then a leg stepped out of it.

After the owner of this leg came out of the door, how the herring fish looked at his outfit felt familiar. He was stunned for a long time, and then suddenly remembered where he had seen it, and then slapped his thigh in surprise

"Soul Arrester?"