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"Sister Chu, something happened, it seems that there is a demonic power calling them, and, I... Me too!"

Du Kang's body was full of Buddha light fluctuations violently, and the expression on his face was sometimes sacred and solemn, sometimes violent and ferocious, alternating, and even his speech was intermittent, very difficult, as if two people were talking.

"You first stabilize your mind and keep the sea of knowledge. Du Kang flashed a trace of struggle on his face, and then regained the solemnity of his treasure, simply sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and no longer ignored foreign affairs, and kept reciting Guanyin Bodhisattva's "Heart Sutra" in his mouth.

"Contemplating the bodhisattva of freedom, when he walks in deep prajnaparamita. See that the five aggregates are empty, and overcome all suffering. The relics are not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true when you want to know it. The relics are the empty phase of all the laws, which are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, nor increased nor decreased. ”

The fluctuating Buddha light sprinkled again, slowly enveloping the entire bedroom, like a bowl made of gold upside down in the room, covering Du Kang and the others, as well as the seven female ghosts.

In just a moment, the blood had already poured into the front of the dormitory door, enough to reach the knees of adults, tumbling and rolling, and there were human hands and heads rushing out of the blood water, constantly slapping and biting the blue light that rushed up from the Five Emperors' coins, and the blue light that hit it shook in bursts, as if it could break open at any time.

"It's such a terrible cultivation, I'm afraid it's a ghost king. Ran Jing frowned, lowered her voice and said slightly, and the three-inch square seal in her palm resurfaced, constantly flashing with blue and gold light.

Seeing that the small seal in Ran Jing's hand lit up, he grabbed Ran Jing's wrist and said excitedly, "My good girl, you even took the little sky down the mountain, this thing is your Maoshan heavy weapon, your master's miser is willing to do it?"

Ran Jing pouted, "Nonsense, of course he won't give it, I took it myself, anyway, Maoshan Sect has him, this little upheaval is just a decoration, it's better to defend myself." ”

"Cut, I said, feelings are stolen, hey, no, that thing is coming. Before he finished speaking, the paper money falling like snowflakes in the sky suddenly stopped, and a gust of yin wind rose, stirring the blood and water, and countless people's hands stretched out from the blood and grabbed into the air.

This situation and this scene are like purgatory in the world, and just above this layer of blood and water, only a ghost hand, a long figure came step by step, barefoot white as mutton fat and beautiful jade carving, a big red xia draped on the blood water, step by step toe tap the water surface, like Lingbo fairy Linfan.

"Damn, this girl is pretty upright. Cang Jin poked her head out behind Weiwei and Ran Jing, and just saw a pretty face carved in pink and jade, with a phoenix crown on her head, cloud temples and temples high, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, apricot eyes and peach cheeks, but her face was cold, like a fairy in the sky, there was a cold arrogance that rejected people thousands of miles away.

"Don't talk, I'm afraid this guy is a ghost king, and it's hard to deal with. He said in a slightly lowered voice, and at the same time stuffed the Yin Soul of Zimu into Cang Jin's hand, "You can take this, it can be regarded as a magic weapon." ”

Cang Jin took it in his hand and pulled it twice, and said with a sneer, "Don't worry, a ghost king can't kill me." ”

"Who are you?" The red-robed ghost king slowly spoke, stopping in front of the blue light, his slender eyebrows frowned, he seemed to dislike the few people in front of him, raised his hand and waved it gently, those ghost hands and heads that slapped and bit the blue light became more violent, and the impact slammed, and the five emperor coins fixed on the ground began to shake slightly, and they could be blown out at any time.

"In the Xiamaoshan Sect, the inner disciple Ran Jing. Ran Jing was the first to speak, her hand holding the sky slightly, and she bowed slightly with one hand on her chest, which was regarded as a greeting.

Wei Ze snorted coldly, and the fingertip tequila hummed, and at the same time, a large seal rushed out from the heavenly spirit, suspended above his head, and released Dao Xiaguang, "Cangcheng City God Chu Weiwei." ”

"Well," Cang Jin smiled, blinked with big eyes and threw a soul-hooking wink, and said, "Neither a Heavenly Master of the Demon Guardian Dao, nor a Chenghuang of the Difu Yin Division, I am an evil spirit, hehe, but I have a good relationship with them." ”

"Maoshan Sect Inner Sect disciple?" The red-robed ghost king's brows furrowed even tighter, and he looked at Ran Jing carefully for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Do you know Qin Han?"

As soon as he heard the words Qin and Han, there seemed to be an invisible magic, Weiwei and Ran Jing were stunned together, looking at each other, pursing their lips slightly, as if they had something to say, but they couldn't help but look at Ran Jing.

Ran Jing was very excited and asked, "Have you seen my senior brother, where is he now?"

"Qin Han is your senior brother?" a sneer appeared on the corner of the red-robed ghost king's mouth, "I want to ask you where he is now, but you come to ask me again, it's really funny!"

"Weiwei, who is this Qin Han?" Cang Jin didn't know who Qin Han was, but looking at Ran Jing and Weiwei's reaction, he knew that it was definitely related to the two of them, so he couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

But he didn't want to be heard by the red-robed ghost king, so he turned sideways, and looked out of the broken glass window with a pair of eyes, the night was boundless, the cold stars were dotted, a crescent moon was in the sky, and two wisps of gloom clouds were half-hidden.

"Qin Han, he is a liar, he promised me to save me in three years, please this torture of boundless purgatory, I believed him, and waited for three years, but after three years, he had no news, not even a word, three years passed and three years passed, three years were over, and then three years, and then three years, and thirty-six years have passed, and I have waited for him for thirty-six years!"

The red-robed ghost king became more and more excited, his long hair flew and danced, and a pair of eyes appeared bloodshot, wrapped around it, red as blood, and the blue and black veins on the pretty face of the pink carving were stretched, and a delicate beautiful girl instantly became a hideous and terrifying ghost bride!

"For the first twelve years I was worried about him, and for the twelfth year I blamed him, and now, twelve years have passed, and I hate him, and I will pull his tendons, and I will pick his skin, and eat his flesh, and drink his blood, and I will detain his soul, and I want him to taste the taste of being deceived for thirty-six years, and waiting for thirty-six years!"

"Hey, I said, this ghost king seems to be a bit like your senior brother Qin Han, if you don't try to call her sister-in-law, maybe you will let us go." Cang Jin teased.

After listening to Cang Jin's words, Ran Jing couldn't wait to block her mouth, but she had to admit that what Cang Jin said was not impossible, from the words of this red-robed ghost king, even a fool could hear that her relationship with Qin Han was absolutely extraordinary.

The red-robed ghost king's figure moved forward, but his head turned directly one hundred and eighty degrees to face his back, the corners of his mouth grinned, and streams of pitch-black blood gushed out of his mouth, and he said coldly, "Remember, within thirty-six days, you want Qin Han to come to see me, otherwise don't blame me for killing at that time!"