Bai Ziyu looked at the indescribable anger on the expressions of those wreckage, sadness and indignation were mixed together, his gray-blue face exuded boundless coldness, and his gloomy blood-red eyes stared at Ling Motang, obviously wanting to ask: Why did the bones shatter like this?

Ling Motang didn't drink a sip of water, choked in his lungs and coughed violently, his face flushed, and it took a while to calm down, and then he raised his hands and said, "It has nothing to do with me." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Donghua." Bai Ziyu gritted her teeth and said these two words, and blood and tears flowed down her cheeks as she spoke, her hands wanted to caress the broken bones, but their hands penetrated the tables and chairs, penetrated the broken bones, and she couldn't touch anything.

Of course, Ling Motang was also uncomfortable in his heart, tangled and pitiful to Bai Ziyu. The tangled thing is that it seems that Bai Ziyu counted the broken bones on Donghua, and the sad thing is that Bai Ziyu was in pain when he was alive, and he still lives in hatred after death and cannot be reincarnated.

"Sister Bai." Ling Motang sighed, patted Bai Ziyu's shoulder, unexpectedly she could touch Bai Ziyu, Bai Ziyu turned around, two lines of blood and tears were still hanging on her face, giving Ling Motang a great visual impact, Ling Motang's expression was a little unnatural, and he immediately withdrew his hand after reacting: "Festival mourning changes." ”

Bai Ziyu's blood-red eyes stared at Ling Motang and then paused word by word: "You bury these under the Divine Pillar outside the Chaotian Palace." ”

Ling Motang immediately shook his head: "No." ”

Just kidding, she Ling Motang took the bones of the dead to dig the foot of the god pillar, and then loosened the soil to bury the bones, if she was found by the master, it was estimated that she should pack up her baggage and roll down the mountain.

Bai Ziyu pressed towards Ling Motang step by step: "You say it again." ”

Ling Motang swallowed his saliva: "I said ......" At this time, Ling Motang had been forced into a corner by Bai Ziyu, and his heart was beating wildly: "Can't I do it?" ”

Ling Motang had a bitter and hateful expression on his face, and Bai Ziyu sighed: "I'm sorry for you." ”

Bai Ziyu, who suddenly softened his breath, made Ling Motang a little uncomfortable, and said vaguely, "I'll try my best." Bai Ziyu was not easy, and Ling Motang was indeed moved by compassion: "Then at least I can know the purpose of your doing." ”

Bai Ziyu looked at Ling Motang for a long time before he said, "I died under the Divine Pillar, so my soul has been imprisoned in the Divine Pillar outside the Chaotian Temple, and it wasn't until that day that you passed by the Divine Pillar that my soul that I couldn't condense escaped from the Divine Pillar." ”

Ling Motang looked at Bai Ziyu dumbfounded again, pointed to the tip of his nose and asked, "What's the matter with me?" ”

"The breath on you." Bai Ziyu explained: "It is unique to Heavenly Masters, and your blood is very unique, purer than ordinary Heavenly Masters. ”

What flows on Ling Motang's body is the unique blood and breath of the Heavenly Master, the Heavenly Master family is inherited, and one person is the Heavenly Master from generation to generation. The Celestial Master can see all the things of the netherworld, and has the obligation to help the resentful ghosts to turn away from the anger and reincarnate again, and the resentful ghosts who have obtained reincarnation will also take something in return to repay the Celestial Master, on the contrary, if the resentful ghosts hurt people for no reason, the Celestial Master can disperse the ghosts and spirits.

Human death is not death in the ultimate sense, after death, the soul of the person still exists, if the resentment is not strong, it will be reincarnated, forget the future and start again with a new body, and the resentful ghost who is extremely resentful does not want to reincarnate Once he violates the laws of heaven and earth, he will be destroyed by the heavenly master and the soul will be scattered.

Soul disappearance is death in the true sense of the word.

Ling Motang's face was ugly: "Then I must be the most cowardly one among the Heavenly Masters." ”

Bai Ziyu: ......

In fact, Bai Ziyu felt that Ling Motang didn't look like a Heavenly Master at all from the beginning, if it weren't for the fact that the other party had the unique aura of the Heavenly Master that awakened her soul, she still couldn't believe that Ling Motang, a coward, was a person who could have a relationship with the Heavenly Master.

Ling Motang was simply an accident among the Heavenly Masters.

"You really don't know anything about the Tao?" Bai Ziyu was thoughtful, and her blood-red eyes revealed a fierce light: if Ling Motang really didn't understand any Taoism, why didn't she borrow Ling Motang's special body to become a new person, and then turn the Liuyun Sect upside down?

Ling Motang didn't know what Bai Ziyu was thinking at all, but found that Bai Ziyu's blood-red eyes became murderous, and the air around her began to condense, Ling Motang stepped back vigilantly: "Sister Bai, it's not too early for you to see the sky, are you ......" The implication of Ling Motang's words was: You should go, don't send it.

Bai Ziyu still followed closely behind Ling Motang, and immediately pinched Ling Motang's neck the moment Ling Motang turned around, Ling Motang felt that there was something wrong with his back, and immediately hid back, and sure enough, Bai Ziyu showed a fierce face, and the blue-gray hands were a finger long from her neck.

"What are you doing?" Ling Motang took a few steps back, feeling aggrieved in his heart, and stared at a pair of peach blossom eyes: "I helped you find Mu Feng's bones, but you want my life, no wonder you can't be reincarnated and have been imprisoned under the divine pillar." "Ling Motang, this person only turned her face with you when she forced her to be anxious, and now that Bai Ziyu is going to take her life, she naturally wants to turn her face.

The room was quiet, and the miserable white moonlight shone through the window on Bai Ziyu's blue-gray face, making her look more and more eerie, coupled with Ling Motang's unscrupulous words, the ghost aura on Bai Ziyu's body was even stronger, and the pair of withered green and gray hands grabbed directly towards Ling Motang's heart, which was bound to penetrate Ling Motang's heart.

Ling Motang couldn't care about being scared for a while, leaned under the table, and then covered his head and shouted: "If you have something to say, why bother to do it." ”

Bai Ziyu didn't care what Ling Motang said, the ethereal body came with a melting warmth when it touched Ling Motang, and the pair of withered hands directly pulled Ling Motang out from under the table, Ling Motang wanted to resist, and the ghost sent a dagger out of the cloth pocket on his body and stabbed straight at Bai Ziyu's abdomen.

"Ahh Bai Ziyu's frightened cry exploded in Ling Motang's ears, white smoke came out of her abdomen, Bai Ziyu took a few steps back and covered her abdomen and looked at Ling Motang: "Rakshasa slash." ”

Ling Motang looked at the dagger in his hand with some surprise, the layer of rust on the dagger was still there, but it was less than before, and a little silver light had been revealed in some places, Ling Motang thought that this thorn must have failed, but she didn't expect that when this dagger stabbed Bai Ziyu's abdomen, there was actually resistance to pierce the skin.

Fortunately, I didn't listen to Shen Yuan's nonsense, if I didn't have this dagger in my hand today, I guess my life would be in danger. Ling Motang thought resentfully, and half of his resentment was involved in Shen Yuan's head.

She looked at Bai Ziyu, who was weak and fell to the ground, and said coldly: "Don't blame me, you killed me first." Ling Motang raised the dagger high and approached Bai Ziyu, her hands were trembling, but she knew very well in her heart that if Bai Ziyu was not removed, her life would not be peaceful.

In the face of death, Ling Motang chose to survive, so he could only be ruthless.