"The old man has a big business to do here......"

Because of the fire of Meng Fan's heart calamity, the ghost fog became solemn, thought for a moment, and his eyes fell on Qing Ling again, and said to himself: "You can't try to be quick for a while, and cause trouble for yourself that can't end, this little girl can't ...... Eat. ”

"I'm afraid!" Qing Ling nu pouted, "If you don't want to cause trouble, let me go quickly, otherwise as soon as my little deputy palace master comes, you will be completely finished, and then it will not be you who will eat me, but I will eat you!"

After speaking, Qing Ling still learned the appearance of the ghost fog, and licked his soft lips, but he didn't lick his beautiful eyes.

That's not to say she can't do that, that would be unsightly.

"Hehe!" Ghost Mist smiled suddenly, and his attitude towards Qing Ling changed a little, "The old man can leave you a way to live, but since you have come in, how can you let you say that you can leave, and if you don't leave something, it's too cheap for you!"

"What else do you want to do?" asked Qing Ling with a frown.

"Suck up ninety percent of your soul essence, and then erase your memory. Ghost Mist said, "I'll let you go before dark!"

"You dare!" Qing Ling said coldly, "If you do this, I will let your soul fly away, and ghosts can't do it, no, it's too cheap for you, I will eat you!"

Qing Ling, this can be regarded as returning the threat that the ghost fog had just given her back to the ghost fog.

"Sharp-toothed girl!" Ghost Mist sneered, "When you get here, I can't help you!"

After that, the ghost mist differentiated more than a dozen wisps of tentacle-like black qi from his body, mercilessly piercing into Qing Ling's soul body, and those tentacles squirmed, and began to absorb something from Qing Ling's body.

There was a sharp pain in Qing Ling's delicate body, but he gritted his teeth and didn't scream.

However, there was sadness in her beautiful eyes: "What is the difference between you doing this and eating me, so that we are still mortal enemies!"

"Mortal enemy?" the ghost sneered, "There are more people who have mortal enemies with the old man, otherwise how could the old man live in the world with this face, but even so, who can make the old man's real soul fly away? When you erase your memory, you will not be able to remember that you have been here, let alone have a grudge against the old man, and when they find you wandering outside, who knows that it is the old man's hand? ”

Qing Ling, who had never trembled when he was absorbed by the black qi and absorbed the soul essence, listened to the words of the ghost mist, but struggled hard: "You can do whatever you want, but don't erase my memory, okay......?" I'm so scared ......."

She can not have any soul essence, but she can't do without memory.

"Hehe!" Ghost Mist seemed to enjoy the feeling of torturing and intimidating Qing Ling, "What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid ......" Qing Ling's delicate body trembled, her little hands clenched tightly, "I'm afraid of ......"

She couldn't go on, but she shouted hoarsely in her heart: "I'm afraid to forget...... Forget him!"

Ghost Mist ignored Qing Ling and closed his eyes.

At this time, Meng Fan had already returned to the Ziyang Palace.

In a side hall with good airtightness, his heart suddenly trembled, a bad premonition came to his heart, and cold sweat suddenly oozed from his forehead, but everywhere was quiet, and nothing abnormal happened, making him wonder if he was a little nervous when he was fighting against Elder Zhang's father and son.

This is not to say that he was nervous because of Elder Zhang and Cao Meng.

At that time, he had all the confidence to get out safely, and Biluo Sword was one of the things he relied on.

The other is the relationship with Zhou Yutong.

Elder Zhang is not sensible, but Zhou Yutong will not let him kill people recklessly.

The reason why he was nervous was because somehow, when he stood in front of the gate of the Qingyun Inn, the Dream Dao technique frequently warned him, as if there was an existence that he couldn't provoke!

This is also the reason why he asked Chang Guanyu and Zhang Qiulai to scold outside the inn instead of entering the Qingyun Inn!

"Little Deputy Palace Master, what kind of pill can save him?" Zhang Qiulai looked at Chang Guanyu lying on the ground, and said anxiously, "If you don't save him, I'm afraid he will die!"

"Wait for me for five minutes!" Meng Fan picked up Chang Guanyu and walked towards a room behind the side hall.

"Is it just five minutes?" Zhang Qiulai looked at Meng Fan's back and began to count the time silently.

He was very scared, Chang Guanyu was called out by him from the Chang family.

If Chang Guanyu died, how could he explain to the Chang family and Chang Guanyu's Lao Tzu.

But even if Meng Fan said it for five minutes, he didn't think that Meng Fan could heal a person with a broken neck in such a short period of time, what difference was this from bringing the dead back to life?

Meng Fan's expression was a little restless.

When I got to the back room, I closed the doors and windows, and directly summoned Xiaomeng out.

Meng ...... Rice ......"

As soon as Xiao Meng saw Meng Fan, her beautiful face showed a look of surprise, but she still didn't call Meng Fan's name correctly, and stretched out her jade arm to hug Meng Fan's neck.

Meng Fan was not in a good mood, raised his hand and grabbed Xiao Meng's wrist, looked at Chang Guanyu on the ground and said: "Xiao Meng, this kid was manipulated by a wicked person, you restore him to his original state, I will keep him of great use." ”

Seeing that Meng Fan's expression was wrong, Xiao Meng was very sensible and no longer intimate with Meng Fan, leaned over, looked at Chang Guanyu for a few seconds, and then put a jade hand on Chang Guanyu's forehead.

Although Chang Guanyu's neck was broken, his eyes were still usable, and he rolled his eyeballs to look at Meng Fan and Xiaomeng.

It's also magical, as soon as Xiao Meng's hand was placed on Chang Guanyu's forehead, several strands of red threads seeped out of Chang Guanyu's head, like algae plants in the deep sea, constantly swaying, and his posture looked a little excited.

Then those red threads actually bent their waists together, as if they were bowing to Xiaomeng and bowing.

Meng Fan saw it on the side and nodded slightly.

Xiao Meng's body mutation was not formed through those evil people, but was obtained bizarrely in the deep underground cave in the sinkhole.

If the red line is also a kind of physique, he thinks that Xiao Meng's red line physique should be more orthodox than the ten evils!

Otherwise, those red lines will definitely not see Xiaomeng, as if they have seen the master!

Immediately afterwards, under the control of Xiao Meng's mind, those red silks instantly retracted Chang Guanyu's head, and then extended and gathered towards the neck, and then there was a clicking sound, and Chang Guanyu's broken neck was connected in a very fast time.

Xiao Meng looked up at Meng Fan and signaled that it was done.

Meng Fan nodded and said, "Xiaomeng, you inject some more of your red lines and counter-accuse him!"

Xiao Meng immediately realized that in this way, she would turn Chang Guanyu into her puppet, for her use, for Meng Fan's use.

Because of her red line orthodoxy, the Ten Evils can't counter Chang Guanyu again!

Xiao Meng's little hand flipped over, and a wisp of red silk swayed from the palm of her hand, sizzling into Chang Guanyu's head.

Suddenly, Chang Guanyu's confused eyes were suddenly full of aura, and he returned to his previous normal appearance, turned over and got up, knelt on the ground, hugged Meng Fan's legs, and cried loudly: "Little deputy palace master, be the master of Guanyu, be the master of the Chang family, something has happened in the family, something has happened!"

Zhang Qiulai paced anxiously in the side hall: "It's been a minute......"