The sword qi was everywhere, blowing over the hat of the little zombie who was close.

But the little zombie still stayed: "That annoying Taoist priest actually saved me, he can't be a pretend, right?"

Then she looked at Cheng Xueyi, this person was her sister by blood, but she wanted to kill her again and again, and hated her to the core. What is bloodline? The half-ghost in the Wang family will be unwilling to attack his father anyway because of blood, obviously he has no sense. And her blood relatives regard herself as a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh.

Zhuang Feng looked at his hand holding Cheng Xueyi's arm, and snorted coldly and sent it away. Even if that Taoist priest didn't make a move just now, he wouldn't let that crazy woman hurt his little mount.

At the same time that Zhuang Feng let go of Cheng Xueyi's arm, Chu Qiu also pulled out the sword in his hand, and the blood flower stayed in the air for a short time, and finally landed on the ground to form a speckled pattern.

Cheng Xueyi had no support, she fell to the ground, but a pair of eyes stared at the little zombie.

With a mouth open, blood gushed out, and she didn't even have the strength to speak, so she could only open her mouth: "Bi Yue...... You're here for revenge...... Done?"

Her eyes were full of obsession, and with that withered face, it looked terrifying.

The woman in the gray rabbit mask swayed her head from side to side with difficulty, and the position of the rabbit's eyes flashed with water.

The woman, who looked like a dried corpse, tugged at her facial muscles with difficulty, revealing a facial expression that could barely be seen as a smile.

She opened her mouth: "Sister...... I have always regretted ......"

"Forgive...... I ......"

After receiving a definite answer, Cheng Xueyi completely lay on the ground and did not move.

Zhuang Feng suddenly picked up the little zombie and went out without saying a word.

Zhao Zijue pointed to the wide open door and asked Chu Qiu, "This is?"

Cheng Xueyi's head was facing away from him, he naturally didn't see Cheng Xueyi's mouth, but he saw the strange woman with the mask shaking her head, and he wondered why Zhuang Feng took people away without saying a word.

"I don't know, maybe it's because the woman can't see death. "Chu Qiu's recovery is as hard and cold as ever.

Zhao Zijue sighed and shook his head, then pointed to Cheng Xueyi's corpse and said, "Then what should she do?"

Chu Qiu squatted down, took a piece of hair from the corpse and said, "I'm sorry." ”

Zhao Zijue laughed secretly in his heart: Obviously he killed someone, but he took a hair and said sorry, which is really a model of pretending.

Chu Qiu stood up, took out a puppet, wrapped his hair around the puppet, and then let go of the puppet and let it fall to the ground.

The moment the puppet landed, it suddenly disappeared, and then a bright woman in a duck-yellow peony skirt crouched and curled up on the ground.

The woman stood up and stood behind Chu Qiu, her appearance was exactly the same as Cheng Xueyi, even Chu Qiu, who was getting along with Cheng Xueyi day and night, couldn't see that this was fake, but her expression looked wooden and her eyes were lifeless.

Zhao Zijue was surprised: "This ...... Is this also Taoism?

Chu Qiu shook his head and replied expressionlessly, "The spell handed down from the Jue Kingdom. ”

He then walked out of the door as well, and the puppet Cheng Xueyi followed him. When he reached the threshold, he paused again, looked back at the corpse on the ground, and said, "Bury her thickly, and the past grievances before the person will be cleared up after death." ”

Zhao Ziyu suppressed the displeasure in his heart and said with a smile: "Naturally, this king knows how to do it." ”

After Chu Qiu and the puppeteer left, the only remaining people in the house were muttering, "The spells handed down from the Jue Kingdom...... It's really funny. ”

On the other side, Zhuang Feng, who had left the palace, felt that the little zombie was gradually calming down, so he stopped and put the little zombie down.

A purple light flew from his hand onto the little zombie's forehead, through the gray rabbit mask, and into the red mark between her eyebrows.

Bi Yuewu felt that he could move, and his voice was hoarse: "I'm fine." ”

Zhuang Feng sighed and took off the mask on the little zombie's face. Sure enough, what appeared in front of him was a pair of red rabbit eyes, and his cheeks were full of tears.

He reached out and wiped it on the little zombie's cheek, and the tears were rudely wiped away, leaving a red mark from the exertion.

He wouldn't understand the sadness and pain of the little zombie, but looking at his little mount at the moment, he felt as if he had been poked in his heart at the moment.

The little zombie rubbed her cheeks, she didn't feel the pain, but it still felt weird to be touched by Zhuang Feng's face suddenly. She clutched her chest, trying to ease her feelings, now they should go and carry out the plan to kill Lu, she couldn't continue to drag her feet.

"Let's go to the Contemplation Pavilion first, it's not a few hours before noon. She took the mask from Zhuang Feng's hand and put it on herself.

Zhuang Feng naturally stood in front of the little zombie and carried her forward.

"I ...... I should hate her, the time she killed me really hurt and hurt, she was roasted on the fire, and everyone was scolding me, saying that I was the daughter of the country, and even she wanted to attack me just now. But...... Just now, when she apologized to me, I thought maybe ...... After all, she is my blood, and I really can't control my current relationship......"

The little zombie whispered intermittently on Zhuang Feng's back, she didn't understand why she was crying because of the death of a person who wanted to harm her three times and twice, but she just couldn't control it.

Zhuang Feng still strode forward, his back straight and straight, but he comforted gently and clumsily: "It's normal for mortals to be hurt because of difficulties, but don't cry anymore." ”

He paused in his footsteps and said, "Otherwise, the deity will be uncomfortable." ”

The little zombie let out a "hmm" from her nose, she thought to herself, it turns out that the mount spell will affect both directions? I remember that at the beginning, she hit Zhuang Feng and Zhuang Feng was injured by Pang Xin, and she was the one who hurt in the end. So when she is uncomfortable, Zhuang Feng is not comfortable.

Her hat was gone, and she simply buried her face on Zhuang Feng's back under the increasing sun. Feeling the scorching heat beneath her, she felt at ease.

"It's here. The sound of Zhuang Feng pushing open the wooden door woke up the drowsy Bi Yuewu.

She jumped off Zhuang Feng's back and followed Zhuang Feng into the house.

Zhuang Feng put the materials and tools used to repair the formation on the ground, which they had bought by the way on the way back to the palace just now when they saw a shop open the door.

The little zombie squatted down with difficulty to give Zhuang Feng a hand, her knee joints were still too stiff, and she squatted for a long time before squatting down.

She dipped her brush in the concocted dye, grabbed her skirt and moved on the ground with difficulty according to Zhuang Feng's command, redrawing the altar's array.

She inadvertently looked up and saw Zhuang Feng, who was also squatting on the other side, and suddenly felt a little funny.

This stupid big man was a far cry from the appearance of no one in his eyes at the beginning, squatting on the ground like an ordinary mortal, with no manners at all, and the hem of his purple clothes was also stained with dust.

She saw Zhuang Feng's ears move unnaturally, like a rabbit that found that there was an abnormality in the sensitivity around him, and he was cleverly tight.

"What are you looking at?" asked the man across from him, coughing.

"Didn't see anything. The little zombie didn't expect the other party to speak suddenly, but she panicked at first, her eyes turned to the materials in the clearing, and when she saw that there was no yellow blank charm, she asked with some curiosity: "Don't draw invisibility charms today?"

"No, I can only draw the invisibility charm twice in a short period of time. Moreover, that spell can only be used for reconnaissance, and if the talisman holder uses mana, his spiritual power flow will not be hidden, and he will also expose himself. ”

The little zombie nodded, she suddenly remembered that Zhuang Feng wanted Zhao Ziyu to take him to the imperial tomb, so she asked, "What are you doing in the imperial tomb?"

"There's one thing of mine there. "Zhuang Feng's side of the formation has been repaired, and he walked to the little zombie's side to help her repair it.

How could there be Zhuang Feng's things in the Imperial Tomb? But Zhuang Feng's stupid big man couldn't lie, he didn't care about lying at all.

"Why are your things at someone's tombstone?"

Zhuang Feng said lightly: "It was left in the mortal world before, and then it was picked up by mortals. ”

As soon as Zhuang Feng said this, the little zombie became more and more curious about his past. This guy must have been a very powerful big man before.

A pair of shoes appeared in the little zombie's field of vision, and she looked up at the owner of the shoes in surprise, but her hand was caught by the other party.

Zhuang Feng calmly held Bi Yuewu's hand, grabbed her hand and let the brush dip the material, and began to draw.

Faced with the little zombie's surprise and slight breakaway, he explained: "You're too slow, I'll take you." ”

Obviously, they get along day and night, and Zhuang Feng usually carries her all the time, but at this time, the little zombie feels a little awkward at this time, and he wants to escape from here, but he doesn't dare to escape.

The whole zombie of the little zombie was shrouded in the breath of Zhuang Feng, she felt as if she had become soft, her skin was also contaminated with temperature by the other party, and the whole zombie turned into ice water that was about to melt.

It's so weird, it's so weird.

"Ahem. The coughing sound from the direction of the door woke the little zombie, and she jumped straight to the side like a fish that had escaped from a fishing net and leaped over the water.

"You guys haven't done it yet?" Chu Qiu's face looked a little bad, and he walked over to look at the formation that was still almost finished.

Zhuang Feng walked to the little zombie, took out the brush from the little zombie's hand, bent down, and quickly completed the last bit of the formation on the ground with a pen and a rainbow-like attitude.

Chu Qiu looked at the sun that was not far above his head, and urged, "Noon is coming, you move faster." ”

The voice landed, and Zhuang Feng completed the last place.

The entire red formation shone in the sunlight, and there seemed to be a golden light flowing through it.

"Jujube wood powder, dansha, three yellows, cold water stone powder......" The Taoist priest looked at the dyes and remaining materials on the ground, "It seems that you know this formation." ”

Zhuang Feng said: "Naturally. ”

He walked to the middle of the altar and said to the little zombie on the side, "Go farther away, don't get in our way for a while." ”

The little zombie bit her mouth and nodded, she also knew that she couldn't do anything, she couldn't help them, and obediently stayed away from the formation.

At the same time, dozens of feet down the formation, the red-haired man trapped in the waterhole opened his eyes and showed a bloodthirsty smile as he looked at the comer who had entered the tunnel.