Condensation Frost's hand holding the ring ruler tightened and loosened, and he was silent for a long time and said, "Senior sister, Ling'er, you go back first." ”

"Senior sister, are you okay?" Murong Xingyun couldn't help but be worried.

"I'm fine." Condensation Frost said with a tired face: "It's late, I'm tired." ”

Murong Xingyun pulled Zi Ling out of the Sword Intent Lingshuang Hall step by step.

The condensation frost pushed open the window, and the bright moonlight sprinkled on her slightly lonely face, showing a brilliance as melting as ice and snow.

In the distance, the glazed roof of the Misty Dream Immortal Residence showed a floating light like fish scales in the moonlight, and a mist blew by, but it dimmed again.

"Xian'er, you have ruthlessly abandoned your ...... as a teacher," Condensation Frost muttered as she looked at the moon that was about to be perfected.

The bright moon is still round, and the soul is at peace today?

I only saw the fog of the fairy dwelling, and the clouds came every night.

Xian'er, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming again, Master misses you so much.

Zixian sat in the county jail, and looked at the moon in the sky through the small window lattice on the stone wall that was sealed with iron bars.

With a slight movement of his wrist, there was a sound of metal colliding.

The corners of Zixian's mouth twitched, and he smiled helplessly: "It's still decent, this thing has an effect on me?"

According to Feng Shui, the cell should be the place where the yin qi is the heaviest in this place, and it is the most suitable for the cultivation of evil things. It's night, why hasn't that demon appeared?

No, there seems to be something wrong. But I couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while.

It stands to reason that subduing demons and catching ghosts should be what Taoist monks should do, but with their own skills, they should not lose to any Taoist priest or monk. They generally use spells or runes to drive away evil spirits, although they don't have these, but they have the true yuan, the true yuan can even kill the immortals, and it should be not a problem to kill demons and slash ghosts.

What's wrong?

Zixian paced around the small prison for a long time, and finally reacted, patted his head and said, "Oh, how did I forget this!" ”

Zixian remembered that he had been yang for a long time, and his body was no different from that of ordinary people, even if that demon came in, he should not be able to see it.

If you can't see it, how can you get rid of it?

You know, people are most afraid of the unknown. Zixian shuddered at the thought that the evil monster was most likely looking at him from some dark corner and not seeing it himself.

I knew that I poured two bowls of hangover soup and brought those two professionals. Alas, it's all too conceited to blame.

Just when Zixian was at a loss, a rustling sound came from the corner behind him.

Zixian secretly said in his heart, you are a demon, you are finally here, see me send you back to the west......

Saying that it was too late, Zixian held her breath and concentrated, neatly drew her sword out of the sheath, and with her dashing turn, a blue arc of sword qi flew towards the corner.

Just listen to "Boom! With a bang, the stone wall was shattered by the sword qi. Beneath the rubble, an unfortunate rat was blown to a pulp by the sword, and after two convulsions, he swallowed his breath.

Before he died, he was still thinking, I just took advantage of the night to find something to eat, can I use such a big pomp to kill me?

When Zixian found out that the target of this sword turned out to be a mouse, an embarrassed look appeared on his face.

A vague shadow hiding in the shadows couldn't help but sweat when he saw this scene. Fortunately, I didn't rush over just now, otherwise I wouldn't have been cut to pieces?

It is also one of the eight million evil ghosts released by Zixian, named Wei Cai. It's just that when I returned to the Yang world, I was unlucky, and I couldn't find someone to possess, so I had no choice but to possess a fat mouse who had just lost my breath and became a rat spirit.

You must know that the yang energy of the yang world is heavy, and if you don't possess it in time, you will be injured by the yang energy, and the path will be damaged at the least, or it will be wiped out on the spot. And once possessed, it can not be changed easily. Otherwise, Tie Guan Li and his ilk would not be ranked in the immortal class and still be a cripple, if he could change his beautiful body, he would have changed a long time ago.

In fact, Wei Cai's Taoism is still very high, and his soul has been cultivating in the seventeenth layer of hell for more than 600 years.

Speaking of which, Wei Cai was still a petty official in the previous dynasty. But he made a fortune, often did some corrupt things, and went to hell without any suspense after his death.

Wei Cai touched the pointed rat nose and smiled bitterly. Shiyun: "Shuo rat Shuo mouse, no food for me, three-year-old girl, I don't care." "Use a fat mouse to satirize corrupt officials like yourself. At that time, I didn't care about it, but I didn't expect to be right, and I really became a "big rat".

"Who? Who's laughing? Come out for me! Zixian Jiao said.

A rough voice came from next door: "Who made such a big move just now, it turned out to be a little girl!" If you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what are you yelling about? Funeral?"

Zixian frowned when he heard this, and flew up and kicked down the stone wall between the two cells. In the flying of stone chips, he walked over step by step, and in front of the big man who spoke just now, "Zheng! He broke the chain on his wrist with a bang, and then coldly glanced at the big man who was huddled in the corner and was already frightened, and said slowly: "If you say one more word, I will cut your tongue, do you believe it or not?"

Dahan was just about to say "letter", but remembering that he couldn't speak, he hurriedly covered his mouth and nodded vigorously.

Of course, Zixian is not so cruel, but this kind of person who bullies the weak and is afraid of the hard, if he is not vicious to him, he will not be obedient.

The surroundings were quiet, and Zixian could even hear the sound of his heart beating regularly.

"Puff, puff......"

Zixian secretly spit on himself in his heart. Mo Zixian, can you have a little luck, people who have been around hell for a while, are you still afraid of this little demon?

It was almost time of the day, when the night mist condensed on the stone walls of the cell, forming a layer of icy droplets.

Zixian wiped her hand on the wall, and the touch of her fingertips made her tremble. The coldness that penetrates into the bone marrow is by no means explained by the simple cold of the night dew, but more like the kind of coldness that I feel in hell......

I see...... Zixian closed his eyes and let out all his true qi, trying to feel the subtle changes in the temperature around him.

It's much more difficult to feel the temperature than those like listening to sounds. You know, this skill is generally only found in snakes.

At first, Zixian didn't feel any difference around him. As time passed, I could gradually feel the slight heat that the big man was emitting in the corner of the wall.

There was another squirming sound, and the corners of Zixian's mouth curled slightly, ignoring it. Because she sensed that it was just an ordinary mouse passing by.