After fighting to the death quickly and breaking the golden gossip summoned by Bao Ye with the demonic energy of his whole body, although Zhao Gongming was secretly happy in his heart, he was still a demon high, but he also knew that he was really at the end of the crossbow now, so he thought about decisively giving himself a fatal blow to his enemy. Over there, Bao Ye saw that he failed to kill Zhao Gongming with his last move, thinking that he couldn't clean the door for his master, he couldn't help but sigh a little embarrassed in his heart. He also knew that Zhao Gongming would not let himself go now, but just when one was about to kill and the other was quietly waiting for death, the belt in Bao Ye's hand suddenly glowed with golden light again. This made Zhao Gongming extremely headache and angry, and Bao Ye was overjoyed.

"No, it's impossible!" Zhao Gongming, who was walking towards Bao Ye with a peach wood sword, stopped, looked at the belt in Bao Ye's hand, his eyes were complicated, there was melancholy, anger, sadness and loss.

"This is probably Master, his old man has a spirit in the sky, and he wants to clean the portal with his own hands!" said Bao Ye proudly, but his psychology was also a fog.

"You come out, I'm not afraid of you! Aren't you going to clean up the portal, come on! I, Zhao Gongming, am not afraid of you, not afraid" Hearing Bao Ye's words, Zhao Gongming became extremely angry, he looked up to the sky and roared, his loose hair and his slowly blackened face became extremely terrifying. To be alive is to look like a demon.

At the same time as Zhao Gongming roared, a strong light shot out from the belt in Bao Ye's hand, and the two of Bao Ye and Zhao Gongming immediately closed their eyes. In this light, the runes to be brought out of the belt turned into golden characters around Zhao Gongming's body. When the light dissipated, the moment Zhao Gongming opened his eyes, these words flew directly into Zhao Gongming's eyes.

"Ahh When the golden word entered his eyes, his eyeballs immediately enlarged, turning into blood pupils like bursts, and the pain was incomparably worse than that of a sword sashimi. After that, he couldn't see anything, his ears were ringing, and after he recovered, he kept hearing the voice of dust calling his name in his ear, telling him to become a new person with the obsession in his heart.

"I don't listen, I don't listen!" Zhao Gongming covered his ears and roared, but the voice was even more incessant. Zhao Gongming kept hitting the ground with his head, but his head was bleeding.

Seeing this scene, Bao Ye on the side felt a trace of pity in his heart for some reason, and wanted to step forward to help him half, but he was startled by Zhao Gongming's sudden head and did not dare to step forward.

"Kill him!" Zhao Gongming, who raised the pain, roared angrily.

A low roar immediately sounded in the forest, as if in response to Zhao Gongming. Bao Ye immediately found the source of the low roar, which was actually the hill made of rocks, and then he saw that the hill trembled, the stones kept rolling down, and the ghost-faced man broke out of the stones! No, he was also shocked, and quickly turned around and wanted to escape. But suddenly his chest looked very tingling. The original black sigil turned scarlet, and he fell to the ground limply.

"Kill him!" Zhao Gongming roared again, this time, the ghost-faced man was not dragging his body forward, he suddenly burst out and rushed towards Bao Ye. Bao Ye closed his eyes and sat still.

But just when the newspaper thought that he was going to die, he suddenly heard a "poof" sound, and then felt something splash on him. I waited for a long time and didn't dare to open my eyes.

"It's okay, fat man!" Just as Bao Ye hesitated, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Ice cube!" Bao Ye opened his eyes happily, and sure enough, he saw Soul Haoxuan standing in front of him with an ancient sword in his hand, covered in blood, and the ghost-faced man had been cut in two by him with one sword.

"It's me!" Soul Haoxuan replied coldly, and stepped on the Ghost-Faced Man's head to make sure he wasn't dead.

"Hurry up and grab Zhao Gongming and snatch my bag back!" Bao Ye said excitedly, but when Soul Haoxuan looked for it, Zhao Gongming was gone.

"Ran away!" Soul Haoxuan replied coldly again.

"Hey, he snatched a bag of good medicine!" Bao Ye sighed.

"When is it, there are still those medicines, take care of yourself first!" Soul Haoxuan wiped the blood stains from the blade, returned the sword to its sheath, and the ghost-faced man turned into a puddle of mud under his feet.

At this time, Bao Ye finally relaxed, sat on the ground, and no longer had the strength to stand up.

"I said, why did you show up?" asked Bao Ye suspiciously.

"A person who isn't a friend told me you were here, and I'm here!" said Soul Haoxuan, turning to look at Bao Ye.

"Oh, it's him!" said Bao Ye meaningfully.

"Do you know who it is?" asked Soul Haoxuan in surprise.

"Fan Rendian! He's an old acquaintance of mine. Bao Ye clutched the mark on his chest, trying his best not to let the blood from the wound come out.

"You, how do you know him?" Hearing that Bao Ye said Fan Rendian's name, Soul Haoxuan was very surprised, and couldn't help but ask.

"Back then, when he came to find the master, he was dressed in white and his instruments were magnificent, and Han Sheng and I always thought that he was a fairy. Later, I found out who he was, and I was just as surprised as you are now. But I didn't expect him to show up, and he made a special trip to find me, to be honest, I was a little flattered!" Bao Ye said with a smile.

"What is he looking for you for?" asked Soul Haoxuan.

"Let me protect his son! aren't you doing the same thing?" Bao Ye finished speaking, looking at Soul Haoxuan, who did not respond.

"He said that he had a son who died unexpectedly, and he used a little magic to preserve a wisp of his soul and let him continue to live, and then put him in a place called Fanjia Village, and let Han Sheng help take care of it, and then Han Sheng turned into a dog, and he came to me!" Bao Ye said softly.

"What? You said that kid, yes."

"That's right!" Bao Ye interrupted Soul Haoxuan and nodded.

"He asked me to come to you and ask for two things, for his son!" Soul Haoxuan said in a deep voice.

"Ghost Doctor's Secret Technique and Huangquan Guitu! Come here, I'll tell you!"

Soul Haoxuan stepped forward, and Bao Ye whispered in his ear for a while, not knowing what to say.

"I'll take you to the doctor!" After getting the whereabouts of the things, Soul Haoxuan suddenly realized that Bao Ye seemed to be a little unable to hold on, and hurriedly spoke.

"So you also care about people?" said Bao Ye with a smile.

"I don't have time to talk about this!"

"No need, it's not helped, you think I can't save myself with a ghost doctor, who else can save me? just throw me into the stream" Bao Ye waved his hand and said, then closed his eyes.

Soul Haoxuan thought about it and said the same, so he didn't say anything more. Standing in place and waiting for a long time, I didn't see Bao Ye talking, I reached out and wiped it, I didn't breathe, and my body was already cold.

"Hey!" Soul Haoxuan sighed, feeling a sense of regret for some reason. He pinned the ancient sword back to his waist, then picked up Bao Ye with both hands and slowly walked to the stream. After thinking about it, he put him down again.

"Dig a grave for you, fatty!" Soul Haoxuan muttered to himself, and then literally dug up the mud and sand by the stream. A quarter of an hour later, a large pit was dug and the body of the newspaper was put into the pit and covered with sediment again. Then he went back to the woods and cut down a tree, and cut off a tombstone to put in the grave. The column of "Tomb of Ghost Doctor Zhang Lunbao" was engraved with "Apprentice Fan Youwei", and then turned around and left silently.

(End of chapter)