The night breeze was blowing, and the waves crashed against the reef, stirring up heavy waves, like swaying tears, turning into a river of whimper.

Under the ancient trees on the riverside, the true body of the blood spirit, glowing with red blood-like flame red, looking at Qin Fanqing lying quietly on the rock, Yue Lin wants people to win the sky.

The flame body stood in place, Yin Hong's eyes closed, and a picture appeared in his mind, his strong and powerful arms raised, and his red ten fingers stretched out, as if they were about to melt at any time.

In an instant, the blood-colored aura was issued from the ten fingers, and ten wisps of blood-colored aura flew out, and Yue Lin's ten fingers were controlled in a timely manner, like a hanging silk diagnosing the pulse.

Its seven wisps of blood-colored aura run through the hearts of the hands and feet, the Tianchong Chakra, the Linghui Chakra, and the Qi and Force Chakras, which are attributed to the seven chakras.

Its three wisps of blood-colored aura enter the spirit element, blood element, and essence element to absorb the three elements.

Break through the entrance, Yuan pass, and Miao pass and go straight to the door.

The blood spirit real body's arms shook, his hands flipped over, and he said in a low voice: "Get up!"

In an instant, thousands of strands of blood spirit qi pierced out of Qin Fanqing's cold body, like a spring silkworm spinning silk, quickly intertwining around her.

With the shaking of the blood spirit fingers, a wisp of blood-colored aura, like the meridians in the human body, is rapidly extending, intersecting and spreading.

In an instant, a blood-colored red coffin appeared, and the translucent red coffin was covered with meridians, enveloping the cold body.

Yue Lin's resolute face, without any expression, looked at Qin Fanqing, who was lying still, and said softly: "Fanqing, I'll take you back......!"

Once, the dream next to the sarcophagus, the teachings repeated by the beautiful woman three times, he had completely ignored it.

Perhaps, it was Yue Lin who forgot.

Perhaps, it was his insistent choice.

Yue Lin's move, there is no doubt that he used the body of the blood spirit to practice yin and yang, and asked the heavens and people.

The meridians of the blood-colored red coffin, connected to the cold body, began to circulate, forming an ecosystem that forcibly drove the cold body to revive.

Qin Fanqing's cold body was the first to have a blood-activating reaction, and then his nervous perception began to recover, and the three yuan revived two yuan, opening the two levels of Xuan and Yuan.

Lingyuan, the highest-level system of the central nervous system, has not shown signs of recovery for a long time, so that the magic level cannot be opened.

According to the Taoist people, it is the three souls of people, and there is one soul that has not yet entered the body.

"People must be saved, those who stop me will not die, Xuan Ling will lead me to find the cause!" Yue Lin said angrily.

The blood spirit's true body was united with both hands, and the fiery body plunged into the blood-colored red coffin, following the breath of the Xuan Spirit to disappear.

In a trance, I was in a dim shade, surrounded by bare barren mountains.

The breath of the Xuan Ling, like a trace of fire, continued to drift forward.

Ahead, a layer of ethereal mist floated, like a mist on the surface of the river, and a light bamboo raft drifted along the misty mist.

The ferryman wears a hat on his head and wears a coat, leans on the seat of the bamboo raft, and shakes the bell in his hand frequently against a green bamboo tube.

"Your temperament is too strong, you don't cherish your good life, but you choose to come here, that is also the will of God, you are also struggling, just accept your fate!" said the ferryman lightly while shaking the bell.

In an instant, the breath of the Xuan Ling flew towards the green bamboo knot, hovering around it, no matter how the ferryman drove it, it just never left.

"Go, go, why is this spiritual fire coming again, interfering with my ferrying soul, don't blame me for taking it with you!" the ferryman scolded with a wave of his sleeves.

A flame body rose into the air and landed at the front end of the bamboo raft, causing the bamboo raft to violently shake.

"You, your temperament, is more anxious than hers, my ferryman only collects souls, not bones, you have to burn through and come back!"

The rickety ferryman steadied his body with his hands on his back, looking up and down at the true body of the blood spirit, reminding him not to rush to save his soul.

"It's your cancer that hinders me from practicing medicine to save people, and I have to cut the tumor!" Yue Lin As he spoke, his body flashed.

"Let go, let go of me, who is the cancer, please put away your rudeness, otherwise, don't blame me for taking your soul!"

The ferryman who was lifted by Yue Lin kicked his feet off the ground wildly, and he was terrified in his heart, as a soul ferryman, he encountered this kind of bad thing for the first time.

"You tumor, you want to collect my soul, you really don't have the ability, let her go for me!"

"Oops!" the ferryman screamed, and his body flew out, smashing the bamboo chair directly.

The embarrassed ferryman, humiliated by Yue Lin like this, was so angry that he kicked the hat away with a hateful kick and took out a copper kettle from his arms.

He opened the lid of the copper kettle with his hand, and kept chanting something in his mouth, and the two big eyes stared at Yue Lin, and shouted: "The soul is coming quickly!"

"......Smack!" red punches out.

The ferryman frowned, opened his mouth wide, looked at the smashed copper kettle, and then looked at Yue Lin, who despised him, and that heart was gone.

I thought to myself, what the hell is this self-immolating monster? It turned out that it wasn't burned through, but he couldn't burn it through at all, how could he have such ability to smash the magic weapon that collected spirits.

"Don't follow me with the night pot, pretend to be a ghost, immediately release Lingyuan, and I'm thinking about how to remove your tumor!"

"God of Playing with Fire, you calm down first, let me also slow down, we can discuss other things, this soul must not let go!" The ferryman hurriedly said, and his attitude immediately softened.

Seeing the big fist of Hongtongtong, he clenched his fist again, making a crunching sound of rattling and rattling, and the ferryman's scalp was numb.

"Great god, don't play with fire, I'm a soul ferryman, and the other side of the foggy river is the Yin Cao Realm, if I let her go now, how can that side spare me?" the ferryman begged.

At this time, the wisp of mysterious spiritual breath quickly pounced on the hand behind the ferryman's back.

"Bang ......"

A pitch-black iron anchor fell on a bamboo raft, and the ferryman's sneak attack failed.

Yue Lin looked at the black iron anchor, the sharp four anchor hooks exuded an obsidian-like color, this was not an ordinary iron anchor, it must be a magic weapon to hook souls.

The ferryman's eyes widened, his body was like an ant gnawing at him, a heart-piercing pain, his bones were soft and his muscles were crisp, and his hands were powerless.

"If you don't repent, you don't have a chance!" Yue Lin completely lost his patience.

"Great God, I'll let go, let go, I'll release ...... immediately," begged the ferryman.

The verdant of the bamboo began to retreat, and a wisp of emerald slowly overflowed with jade, and the floating breath of the Xuan Ling quickly responded, wrapping that trace of jade.

"God of playing with fire, you are playing with fire a bit big! For the sake of a woman, it is really not worth taking this risk!" the ferryman who sat on the bamboo raft shook his head and persuaded him bitterly.

Yue Lin looked at the ferryman, thought for a moment, and asked lightly, "You tumor, do you want to be cut or abled?"

"What cutting, what ablation, you mean to let me die!" asked the limp ferryman.

"Yes, you're right!" Yue Lin said lightly.

The ferryman smiled and gloated: "I know that the great god has two hits, but it's a pity! I'm already a dead man, so I won't trouble the great god, even if you want to destroy my soul, it will go through the yin!"

Yue Lin shook his head and chuckled, "No, you're not dead in my eyes!"

Seeing Yue Lin in the sneer, the ferryman seemed to have realized something, thought about it and felt that it was impossible, shook his head and smiled: "I'm not worried about myself, just don't play with fire and set yourself on fire!"

"Let's go!" As soon as Yue Lin's voice fell, he grabbed the ferryman's arm and followed the breath of the Xuan Ling to disappear.

Under the ancient tree, a fiery figure jumped out of the blood-colored red coffin.

"Pop ......"

With a wave of his body, he threw a black mud-like foreign object on the ground, and turned to look at the red coffin full of meridians.

Qin Fanqing in the ecosystem, his face was already ruddy, and his clear eyes only lacked the previous Lingxiu.

The meridians covered by the sarcophagus were still circulating, and a trace of the breath of the Xuan Spirit was integrated into it, Qin Fanqing's eyes flashed with inspiration, and he slowly closed his eyes slightly.

The various systems of the body, driven by the blood spirit red coffin, gradually reconciled various functions, Qin Fanqing exhaled a breath of turbidity, reopened his eyes, and looked at the red "world".

The arms of the blood spirit's true body shook for a while, and the ten fingers trembled, and began to peel off the cocoon, and the sarcophagus turned into thousands of wisps of aura, merging into the body of flames.

Qin Fanqing turned his face slightly, saw the flame-like body, and the resolute face, and walked towards him with a relieved face.

In addition to calmness in her heart, she also has emotions that have been tempered by life and death, and she is loyal.

The arm that has always been strong gently picked her up, Qin Fanqing's eyes turned red, and two tears flowed out, living together is the greatest happiness.

"Bang!"

Qin Fanqing's apricot eyes widened, and he suddenly flew out with a kick and kicked towards the blood spirit true body.

"Ahh

She screamed and fell to her knees on one leg, suspecting herself to kick a red-hot iron plate.

The expression of the blood spirit's true body was stunned, and he wanted to go over to help her, but after a little thought, he flew out backwards, holding his stomach with his hand in great pain.

Qin Fanqing, who was originally angry, saw Yue Lin's actions, and his face showed a smug look, that kind of unruly smile.

"What's that?" Qin Fanqing asked, looking at a puddle of muddy water.

"The living dead!" Yue Lin replied lightly, only to find that the black mud had turned into a puddle of mud.

Looking at Yue Lin, who had withdrawn her blood spirit body, Qin Fanqing wanted to ask something, but in the end, she chose to be silent.

"Fan Qing, isn't it strange?" Yue Lin said with a smile.

"What do you mean?"

Qin Fanqing asked rhetorically, she didn't know what Yue Lin was referring to, whether it was the muddy water or his blood spirit body.

"Where did you get the opportunity to go head-to-head!" Yue Lin replied with a smile.

"It's not strange! I just know that it's okay to have you, it doesn't matter which side you fight on!" Qin Fanqing said disapprerovingly.

"What do you want this muddy water for?" Qin Fanqing asked puzzled.

"When you go back and have nothing to do, save it!"

"What does it mean to bring back the living dead?"

"It's not interesting, save it, and then heal him by mistake!" Yue Lin said with a smile.

Not far away, the puddle of muddy water trembled slightly......