At this moment, the soul came out of the corpse, and a bird the size of a finger flew above the corpse, squeaked, and the soul was sucked away by the bird.

The bird fluttered its wings and flew over another corpse, sucking the soul out of the way.

After the bird had sucked all six souls away, it flapped its wings and flew away.

After Pan Wei said to Wang Quan, he and Feiling chased after the bird, not only using the stealth method, but also the concealment method.

Regardless of whether the other party is an immortal cultivator or a ghost cultivator, they will not detect his breath.

The bird is very fast and very small, if it weren't for Pan Wei and Feiling, it might have been lost.

Within a few minutes, they had come up the hill from the village to the hill and followed the birds, flying into a cave.

The cave can accommodate a person to pass through, and there is a person sitting inside, and it is an old fist.

"Good work!"

Old Fist took the bird and opened the soul bag, and the bird spit out all the soul it had just swallowed into the soul bag.

"Go ahead. ”

The old fist waved his hand, and the bird fluttered its wings and flew towards the entrance of the cave.

Suddenly, the bird hit a piece of transparent glass and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Who?" said the old fist in shock.

Pan Wei and Feiling appeared, and behind them, there was an enchantment, isolating everything inside from the outside.

"So it's really you?" Pan Wei sneered, "Say, where is she?"

Lao Quan saw that it was Pan Wei, but he was not afraid, but only said quietly: "She is your mother, your biological mother!"

Pan Wei sneered: "Where is she?"

Old Fist threw the soul bag to him: "No matter what she does, she has a hard time. ”

"Her hard work is to create a tragedy to destroy the door?Is it to collect souls?Is it to poison more innocent people?" Pan Wei, who was in the soul bag, his eyes were red, "Even if she wants to get the power of faith, there are more ways, why use this method." ”

"She's having a hard time. "Whatever she does, she's your mother." ”

"I don't have a ruthless mother like her. Pan Wei, who has always been calm, is not calm, "Where is she?"

"What are you going to do when you find her?kill her or listen to her explain all this?" Old Fist was still faint, as if he was not afraid that Pan Wei would attack him.

"Don't challenge me. Pan Wei's eyes were red, the clothes on his body were windless, and his anger was growing, "You took advantage of Shi Fei's birthday to force those greedy people to commit crimes and kill people with money, and even brought fugitive criminals here to kill people for you." And then you help them escape. Ruthless, really ruthless!"

Lao Quan sighed lightly: "She has a hard time." ”

"Do you know the Dafa of Soul Searching?" Pan Wei had a cruel smile on his face, "If you don't say it, I can also let you confide in everything." ”

"Second Young Master!" Old Fist smiled suddenly, "She really has a hard time." ”

What a hardship, to make up for it with so many lives.

"Not good!" Fei Ling yelled and threw himself at Pan Wei.

And Pan Wei also saw that a white light emitted from the forehead of the old fist, and then his whole body was like an inflated balloon, swollen into a ball.

"Boom!" the old fist blew himself up.

From the time he turned into a ball to the time he blew himself up, it was only 0.001 seconds, which was too fast.

Pan Wei, who was knocked down by Feiling, was still rushed by that gas, this kind of explosive gas is not like a bomb, and it is not beneficial to him.

This kind of self-detonation gas is the most hurtful to people, including the body of immortal cultivators.

"Ahem!"

Pan Wei clenched his fists and coughed lightly, coughed up a mouthful of blood, looked at the puddle of flesh and blood on the ground, and his eyes shrunk: "Damn!"

"Big brother, how are you?" Fei Ling was anxious, "Why are you so useless, just rushed and spit out a mouthful of blood, so weak!"

The weak Pan Wei: "......"

Feiling looked down and pointed at his fingers, and he was right. Well, for the sake of the eldest brother's injury, he shouldn't have told the truth.

He immediately moved away from Pan Wei, took a branch, picked up the pile of flesh and blood, pulled and pulled, and frowned: "Big brother, there is no Yuan Ying of his in this? This is a dummy." How can you get hurt when the dummy blows himself up?"

He turned his head to look at Pan Wei, he was shocked, the whole person jumped up, and ran towards Pan Wei: "How can this be, how can this be?"

Pan Wei pressed the wound on his abdomen, bleeding nonstop, and endured the pain: "It's the soul bag just now, it's not the soul bag, it's a magic weapon." ”

He had a hand, a small tail finger long, and a small sword with black gas lying in the palm of his hand: "Careless, hit." ”

"I'll stop the bleeding for you. Feiling flattened Pan Wei, "Let's kill Shi Fei and destroy the wooden idol, they know it, and they are waiting to arrest us." ”

Fei Ling spat saliva on his wound, the wound that was still bleeding just now stopped bleeding at this time, but the wound was still hideous.

"Big brother, the bleeding has stopped, but this magic weapon is stained with the evil qi of a hundred ghosts, and the evil qi must be removed in order to restore the wound. Feiling blamed herself a little.

Pan Wei sat up, took out the strap from the empty ring and handed it to Fei Ling: "It's okay, thank you just now." ”

"Big brother and I are polite. Fei Ling skillfully bandaged his wound, "Maybe if I don't pounce so much, my eldest brother won't be injured?"

Pan Wei nodded lightly: "Well, you don't pounce so much, now just squat on the ground, looking at my pile of flesh and blood, thinking about whether to fight it back or take it back?"

Feiling was amused by this: "Don't fight or hold it, sweep it directly into the bucket, and then carry it to the sister-in-law, let her see the real flesh and blood of her man." ”

Pan Wei's eyebrows narrowed: "Don't tell her I'm injured." ”

"Good. Fei Ling tied a bow to him to show that he was in a good mood right now.

"We can play a few more days. ”

"Okay!" Fei Ling turned his head, "If you recover from your injuries and go back to see your sister-in-law, then you don't have to worry." ”

Pan Wei stood up, changed the blood-stained clothes, and the blue flames in his hands burned the blood-stained clothes.

Looking back at the pile of flesh, it was no longer flesh and blood, it could only be said to be a blood-stained lump of mud.

"You're still killing me. Pan Wei muttered to flesh and blood, "You are even more ruthless than I imagined." ”

He wasn't talking about Lao Boxing, but about Gu Yaxi.

Pan Wei, who walked out of the cave, still looked extremely handsome.

Fei Ling grabbed the bird and slapped its head: "You soul bird, you dare to steal souls, see how I can refine you." ”

The bird chirped in his hand, but it didn't escape Feiling's snake beak.

Fei Ling slammed his mouth: "Don't think I didn't see it, when that old man blew himself up, you went for my eldest brother's Heavenly Spirit Gai." ”

It's just a glimpse, but that glimpse can't be wrong.

If this kind of bird, which eats souls, is pecked by its beak on the cover of the heavenly spirit, its soul will be injured.

If you are remembered by the soul bird, the soul bird will be like a woodpecker, pestering you to peck at your heavenly spirit cover, and then steal your soul.

Because he was injured and knew the ins and outs of the matter, Pan Wei went back to the Oriental Hotel, and Feiling went to find Jin Shu.

Lying on the bed, Pan Wei held his mobile phone, flipped through Lin Ruoran's name, typed out a string of words, deleted it, typed out another string of words, and then deleted it again.

And so on and so forth.

In the end, Pan Wei drew a spirit gathering array, holding a spirit stone in his hand, and cultivating cross-legged.

"Poof!"

Pan Wei spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were dark, his hand stretched out, and the small sword lay in his palm: "I knew it wasn't that simple, in addition to the hundred ghosts, there was actually demonic energy!"

Pan Wei laughed twice, then cultivated again, and spit out two mouthfuls of blood, and his complexion suddenly became bad.

"Hey!" Pan Wei lay on his back on the bed, "it's really useless." ”

Lying on the bed with his eyes closed, he tried to empty his head, but his head was so full that it seemed to blow up his brain.

Then simply get up, change out of the tunic suit, put down the inverted head, and comb it casually, the excessively long hair, just enough to cover the eyes, messy and stylish.

Looking at the young man in a black and white sportswear and messy hairstyle in the mirror, Pan Wei hooked his lips: "Handsome people are handsome." ”

Narcissism!

He wore a cap and walked down the street, listening to the crowd about Stone's birthday today, without judgment.

However, no one talked about the collapse of the Shi family, and it is clear when you think about it, I am afraid that those who went to the banquet did not spread the matter at all.

Walking slowly, I haven't felt this slow-paced life for a long time, and it's good.