Chapter 8 Soul Suppression

Xing Feng frowned and stood in front of the deceased, his face a little solemn. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The Yuan Yang on the deceased was sucked dry, and in layman's terms, it was the so-called exhaustion of people.

Apparently a shapeshifting banshee.

The glazed jade pendant hanging on Xing Feng's neck flashed faintly, and a trace of essence that could not be seen by the naked eye emerged from the corpse and was absorbed by the jade pendant.

The originally dull jade pendant had a hint of luster at this time, a little brighter than the original.

"Stinky boy, what did you find?"

Su Meixi walked up to Xing Feng and asked softly.

Since Xing Feng and Su Meixi came in, everyone else went out.

The experts are here, so they don't have anything to do, so why don't you stay here?

Xing Feng glanced at Su Meixi when he heard this, a little helpless.

I'm just here to help, you're the protagonist, right?

How does it feel like the character is reversed.

"See for yourself!"

Xing Feng said a little scoundrelly.

"Smack"

Xing Feng touched his head and looked at her depressedly.

The proprietress relatives are here?

I hit and pinch at every turn.

Su Meixi clapped her hands and walked to the bed to look at the corpse.

"Let me show you how powerful my sister is."

Su Meixi crossed her fingers and chanted a mantra in a low voice: "Soul Suppression, now!" ā€

I saw a flash of light, and Su Meixi held a two-foot-long order flag in his hand at some point, and the order flag had three big characters written on it.

The Soul Suppression Pan in Su Meixi's hand gradually rose into the air and was suspended in mid-air.

Su Meixi pointed to the corpse and shouted softly, "Collect." ā€

A black shadow shot out of the corpse and sank into the Soul Suppression.

Xing Feng looked at the soul suppression that fell into Su Meixi's hand, and was a little distracted.

If I remember correctly, this Soul Suppression was refined by a powerful cultivator five hundred years ago.

Back then, the Soul Suppression Pan and Xing Feng's Demon Sealing Sword were both among the top ten powerful magic weapons at that time.

Although the Soul Suppression Pan is ranked last, it is also an amazing magic weapon!

Who the hell is she? Why is the Soul Suppressor in her hands?

Soul Suppression, as the name suggests, suppresses the three souls and seven spirits of the human body.

The human spirit can be called the soul, and there are three souls.

One is the soul of heaven, the second is the soul of the earth, and the third is the soul of life.

There are seven spirits, one is the sky, two are the wisdom, three are the qi, four are the force, five are the center, six are the essence, and the seven are the Ying.

The soul is yang, and the spirit is yin.

Among the three souls and the seven spirits, each is divided into yin and yang.

Among the three souls.

The heavenly soul is yang, the earth soul is yin, and the life soul is yang.

Among the seven spirits, the two spirits of heaven and soul are yin and heaven, the spirit and strength of the center are yang and are human, and the elite two are yang and earth.

Among the three souls, the two souls of heaven and earth are always outside, and only the soul lives alone.

Therefore, Su Meixi used the Soul Suppression Pan at this time to suppress the three souls and seven spirits in the body of the deceased, and did not let them drift away from heaven and earth and cause resentment.

When the anger is raging and the evil spirit returns, it is difficult to remedy it.

Su Meixi took the soul suppression pan and shouted softly: "The soul is present." ā€

A black gas emerged from the Soul Suppression Python and circled around the Soul Suppression Python.

Su Meixi looked at the black shadow and asked, "Do you remember the appearance of the person who killed you?" ā€

The black gas said as emotionlessly as a machine: "Remember." ā€

The black gas briefly described the appearance of the woman.

Su Meixi nodded: "Receive"

The black qi was instantly collected into the Soul Suppression Pan.

"How's it going, stinky boy? Sister is amazing, right? ā€

Su Meixi put away the Soul Suppression Pan, looked at Xing Feng and said with a bit of triumph.

Xing Feng ignored her words, but looked at her a little seriously and said, "Where did you come from?" ā€

Su Meixi said with some doubts: "Ancestral! What's wrong? ā€

"Ancestral? Do you know about the disappearance of the Dao Gate three hundred years ago? ā€

Xing Feng asked urgently, as if he had grasped the last straw in his life that could save his life.

"I don't know about this, we have been looking for the truth, but we haven't found anything, the disappearance of the Daomen three hundred years ago has always been a mystery."

Su Meixi whispered helplessly.

Is it true that there is no hope at all?

What really happened 300 years ago?

No, it won't, there must be hope.

Xing Feng's originally depressed mood slowly calmed down under self-comfort.

"The boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and the truth will come out one day."

Su Meixi patted Xing Feng's shoulder and said, "Let's go!" Go home. ā€

Su Meixi opened the door and said to Liu Hai, who was standing outside waiting: "The murderer is a woman who is about 21-23 years old, with shoulder-length short hair and a melon seed face, you can check the rest yourself." ā€

Su Meixi didn't take two steps, turned back to Liu Hai and continued: "You have to focus on the investigation near the school, the murderer may still be around here." After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Stinky cows, don't go."

Suddenly, a pleasant roar came from the hallway.

Everyone looked back at the visitor, dressed in decent white casual clothes, long black and silky shawl hair, and beautiful facial features, but the expression on his face was angry at this time.

Michelle?

Isn't she supposed to be in the hospital right now?

Why did you get here?

Liu Hai looked at Mi Xue who was approaching and shouted softly, "Mi Xue, why are you here?" It's none of your business, you go back and rest. ā€

Just kidding, he only suffered a secret loss at Xing Feng's hands in the afternoon.

He doesn't want Michelle to make trouble at this time, isn't it him who will be unlucky at that time?

Mi Xue ignored Liu Hai's scolding, walked straight to Xing Feng and said in a weird manner: "Why do I say it's so familiar?" Feelings are you stinky! ā€

Xing Feng looked at Mi Xue and was a little embarrassed.

After all, I accidentally touched someone's place yesterday.

Michelle was also a little depressed, and finally took advantage of her parents to come home and secretly ran out of the hospital.

I happened to pass by here and saw a bunch of people outside, so I followed up to see what was going on.

Who would have thought that as soon as he came up, he saw that the stinky bull who insulted him yesterday was also there, and he suddenly roared angrily.

"Stinky cow hooligan, I've finally been caught, what's the matter? Want to pat your ass and walk away after eating and wiping it clean? Is there such a good thing in the world? ā€

Mi Xue's face was frosty, and she said coldly.

ā€œ.....ā€

ā€œ.....ā€

A group of people looked at Xing Feng in amazement.

This guy got Michelle?

It's over, it's over, O goddess in my heart!

Why did you fall in love with him blindly? That bastard isn't as handsome as me! Isn't it just a little taller than me, and can you play with fire? What's the big deal.

Xiao Zhao shouted in his heart.

Su Meixi looked at Xing Feng and said softly: "Have you her?" ā€

Xing Feng looked at Su Meixi's expression, and his heart was shocked, feeling like he was being targeted by a wild beast, which made his heart palpitate.

Xing Feng said a little nervously: "Don't talk nonsense! I... I didn't. ā€

"None? So what does she mean by that? ā€

Su Meixi said in a flat tone.

Mi Xue looked at Xing Feng's deflated appearance, and her mood suddenly improved a lot.

Hum! Let you stinky cow touch me, you deserve it.

As everyone knows, at this time, everyone's minds are making up the ambiguous picture of Xing Feng and her.

Is it true that only by being a cow hooligan can you get a girlfriend in this world?

"It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."

Xing Feng cried with a sad face and said a little helplessly.

"Humph!"

Su Meixi snorted angrily and turned around and walked towards the staircase.

What's all this called?

Xing Feng lowered his head and followed him downstairs.