Wen Yiming had to ask clearly, what the hell is the soul stealing scroll, he doesn't even know about the existence of a bull fork like Lao Ma, and letting it stay in his mind to affect his mind is not equivalent to a time bomb.

In fact, there is another point, he can't bear to fuse the book spirit with the Rakshasa blood, people have feelings, and the ethereal voice has never harmed him, but instead pointed out the skull cave for him, and tried his best to transmit the sound after being frightened, saving the fifth autumn girl.

The book spirit is so afraid of the blood of the rakshasa that he is tantamount to revenge in his heart.

He really wanted to have the best of both worlds, both to save the spirit of the book and to expel the questionnaire and the Rakshasa blood.

Seeing that the old horse rolled his eyes and turned his head to ignore himself, Wen Yiming laughed dryly, and said sincerely: "The spirit of the book is kind to me, if you don't agree, you can let the kid keep his senses, and ask the seniors to give me some advice!"

Lao Ma squinted at Wen Yiming, and said after a long time: "Soul stealing rolls, you don't want to be tempted, I don't believe it!"

As he spoke, he shook his head violently, and his big lips crackled.

Wen Yiming was silent, and in the eyes of the old horse's gradually disappointed eyes, he slowly raised his head and said, "It's false to say that you don't want to be moved!"

Lao Ma's eyes showed contempt, and when he saw Wen Yiming take the hand of the fifth autumn cross, he continued: "This is my woman, no one is kinder than her!"

The old horse snorted, looked at the fifth autumn girl who hung her head shyly, and said with a slanted mouth: "Tianyin spirit body, pure heart, can comprehend the sword gall and qin heart, justice and tranquility are indispensable, I don't need you to say that I also know that this girl is kinder than you." ”

Fifth Qiu Wan bit her lower lip lightly, peeking at the embarrassed Wen Yiming and snickering in a low voice.

Wen Yiming was not angry, and said sincerely: "I believe that there are still friends who live and die with me under the Peak Mountain, if there is a way to keep the spirit of the book, I will take revenge for a soul stealing scroll, then it is not far from betraying friends to seek glory and abandoning my wife and children." People are born with demons, and if they do not self-discipline and self-destruct their hearts, they will inevitably have a vicious circle and will eventually be unable to extricate themselves. It's not what I want. ”

After saying quietly, the fifth autumn girl was no longer shy in front of the old horse, and gently leaned on Wen Yiming's shoulder, her eyes were full of love and satisfaction, these words moved her more than all the sweet words he heard.

Old Ma retracted his gaze for a long time, rubbed his long horse face against the crystal coffin, and said with vicissitudes of life: "Child, have you heard the words of this human being?

Fifth Qiu Wan turned her head and buried her head in Wen Yiming's shoulder, tears sliding down, she saw that the pony in the crystal coffin was full of sadness, but she couldn't move.

When the old horse raised his head, a green flame floated in his eyes, and he opened his mouth to spew out a light curtain on the dead tree, and a circle of light curtains like transparent crystals appeared in front of Wen Yiming and the others.

"A passage that has been opened for a hundred years, and you can go straight to the foot of the mountain! Remember, don't step on those hoof prints. Descending to the bottom of the mountain will not disappear for a while, and entering the passage will cause you to appear at the exit gate of the Iron Hoof Valley, and the passage will disappear after you leave. "The old horse has risen to his feet, and his hooves are on fire, and the green flame has leapt forward.

Wen Yiming secretly sighed at the magic of the old horse's passage, and suddenly felt shocked, and hurriedly asked, "Senior, what if you step on it?"

The old horse snorted, "After signing a contract with you, the pony will regain his freedom, and use its urine to dissolve the yin and underworld qi in his body." ”

The corners of Wen Yiming's mouth twitched, drinking horse urine, ****, this home remedies are out of the door enough! Brothers, it's all up to luck.

The fifth autumn girl seemed to see the old horse grinning and snickering, and there was a touch of humanized evil taste in her eyes.

The green flames on the old horse's body were dense, and they began to burn, and there was a touch of pain in his eyes, but it was more of relief and satisfaction.

"Boy, cut your eyebrows!"

Wen Yiming was infected by the tragedy of the old horse, forgot what he had just asked, and raised his hand to open a hole in the center of his eyebrows.

Almost at the same time, the crystal coffin opened by itself, and the old horse spewed out a ray of air, cutting the center of the pony's eyebrows, and two drops of blood of one man and one horse met in the air.

A long neighing sound erupted from the old horse's mouth, the sound pierced through the sky, and a light wave shook open, instantly retracting to cover two drops of blood, flashing into a mysterious six-mang pattern, and disappeared in a flash.

'Bang ——!'

The six-ray light wave exploded again, and two drops of green flame flew into the eyebrows of one person and one horse, and the wound healed itself in an instant.

Wen Yiming felt a little strange, but he was shocked when he heard Lao Ma say: "You actually have a master-servant contract of the dragon clan!"

The fifth autumn girl saw the horror in the eyes of the old horse, and immediately ecstatic in the green flame festival, and then neighed excitedly.

The figure of the old horse was wrapped in raging flames, and in an instant it shrank into a thumb-sized flame, so green that the entire cloud was reflected in a layer of emerald.

"Young man, the fusion of the book spirit after devouring the hero's tears is the real soul stealing scroll, which is overtaken by you, and the book spirit is immortal. ”

Lao Ma's transmission was secret, which made Wen Yiming overjoyed, and the hero's tears were in the twin cities, which could not only make the book spirit immortal, but also obtain the soul stealing scroll, and happiness came too suddenly.

However, he couldn't be happier to see the flames burning, streams of majestic energy circulating in them, and painful emotions drifting out, and the immobile pony in the crystal coffin with blood and tears in his eyes.

The fifth autumn girl couldn't cry anymore, and she couldn't bear to look directly at Wen Yiming's shoulder.

As the flames swirled and flew into the pony's eyebrows, a voice full of relief echoed in Wen Yiming's mind.

"Please, keep it alive!"

After the summit calmed down, the crystal coffin shattered into powder, and the pony immediately softened to the ground, crawling to the place where the old horse had been lying, his chin pressed against the ground and whining, and the corners of his eyes dripping with blood.

Wen Yiming sniffed hard, there was a contract connection, he felt heartache inexplicably, and the aura emanating from the pony made him feel kind.

The fifth autumn girl galloped to the pony's side, squatted down and stroked the pony, tears rained down, trying to comfort her, but she couldn't speak, and couldn't help but kneel on the ground and hold the pony's head and whine and cry.

The pony seemed to feel the love of the fifth autumn crossbow, and did not flinch, and snuggled together.

Lao Wen sniffled, a little surprised, this pony actually put his head on the chest of the fifth autumn girl, grandma is a bear!

Squatting next to the pony, before he could speak, the pony seemed to feel cordial, put aside the fifth autumn cross, and put his head on Wen Yiming's chest and whined, as if a child was pouring out his grievances in front of his relatives.

Wen Yiming hugged the pony's head and rubbed his smooth mane, and said, "Pony, live well, your ancestor has been guarding you here for an unknown number of years, just hoping that you can grow up happily." Now, his wish has been fulfilled, and you should be happy for him. Being alive is the best reward for your ancestors, you know?"

Xiao Ma looked at Wen Yiming in a daze, turned his head to look at the fifth autumn girl who nodded, and knelt on the ground with his head down.

The fifth autumn girl got up next to the pony, and at this time the two of them realized that this pony was the same as the old horse, except for its four hooves and eyes without fire, and no single horn on its head, just like the old horse, its body was snow-white, without a trace of variegation;

The pony is shorter than the imaginary foal, less than Wen Yiming's waist and abdomen, and is very cute.

Comforting the pony, Wen Yiming led the fifth autumn crossbow to the passage.

The pony looked back behind him step by step, with a deep reluctance in his eyes.