Zixian took out his hand, cast a large Lingbo microstep, and quickly headed towards the Sword Intent Lingshuang Palace.

His heart was beating like a drum, and Zixian comforted himself: "It's okay, I have the Nine Turns Soul Restoration Pill, even if the dead can be saved, not to mention that Ling'er is not dead...... It's going to be fine, it's definitely going to be okay. ”

Thinking of this, Zixian felt a lot more relieved, and his heartbeat gradually calmed down.

But at the same time, she also felt a trace of guilt in her heart, and vaguely felt that these things were related to her.

A few months ago, she had only met her master, and she had gone mad.

It's the same now, she was still sleeping with Ling'er last night, and today she just left the Misty Dream Immortal Residence, and something happened......

"Well, I'm a disaster." Zixian laughed at himself, and in the blink of an eye, he had come to the Sword Intent Lingshuang Palace.

When Zixian entered, Condensation Frost was sitting beside Zi Ling wiping her tears. Zi Ling's face was gloomy, his eyelids drooped, and he seemed to be unaware of everything around him.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Zixian's heart was like a knife, and he rushed to the soft couch in two steps, picked up Ziling's upper body, and called softly: "Ling'er, I'm my sister, wake up, ...... you wake up"

This voice used the soul summoning technique, and it was spoken directly to the soul of Zi Ling, and as long as she had not yet reached the underworld, she could hear it.

Sure enough, after a while, a response came from the darkness: "Sister save me, there are two ugly monsters catching me!" ”

"Two ugly monsters? Could it be black and white impermanence? Zixian muttered, turned his head to Condensation Frost and said, "Master, help take care of Ling'er's body, I'll go back when I go!" ”

Condensation Frost watched Zixian rush out of the door, startled, and hurriedly shouted, "Xian'er, where are you going?" ”

A response came from a distant place: "Master, look after Ling'er!" ”

Zixian opened the demon eye, searched all the way west as fast as he could, and finally intercepted Zi Ling before he was escorted to the ghost gate.

Black and white impermanence glanced at each other, and white impermanence Xie Bi'an cried with a sad face. Biting his tongue, he said, "How do you look like you!" ”

Zixian arched his hand and said, "Two ghosts, don't come unharmed?" ”

Hei Impermanence Fan Wusu didn't have that good temper, and waved his hand and said, "Thanks to you, our brothers are very good." It's the new ghosts who heard about you. They all tried every possible way to escape from prison, making the security of the underworld very poor. ”

Zixian smiled when he heard this, and said, "I'm really embarrassed, the two ghosts are so hard." ”

Fan Wuxu said impatiently: "You came here, you won't be looking for us to catch up, right?" If you have something to say, hurry up. I'm going to escort the prisoners." ”

Ziling was chained by Xie Bi'an, and because of her struggle, the chain made a "bang, bang", "Sister, save me!" ”

Zixian glanced at Zi Ling distressedly and said, "It's nothing, I just want the two ghosts to make it convenient and let my sister go." ”

Fan Wuxu's face showed a fierce color, and he said angrily: "Mo Zixian, Lord Yan Jun has a lot of trouble that doesn't look for you, but you don't know what to do, and you have repeatedly interfered in the affairs of the underworld. Is it true that when we have no one in the yin? ”

Zixian laughed out loud: "There was no one in the first place, all ghosts." ”

"Bold!" Fan Wuxu pulled out the spirit banner behind him and swept towards Zixian. Countless grievances turned into black smoke and poured away.

Zixian subconsciously flipped backwards and dodged this blow.

"Hurry up and let my sister go, or I'm welcome!" Zixian landed steadily on the ground, and easily pulled out the Qiushui Traceless Sword behind him, and the tip of the sword pointed at Fan Wusu from afar.

"Don't think! Yan Jun said that he would not trouble you anymore, but he never said that he would let your family go! Fan Wuxu's expression was distorted, and his already dark face became even more gloomy.

"In that case, it is useless to say more. Look at the moves! Zixian said, his long sleeves shook, and the bundle of immortal ropes shot out like a spirit snake, rushing towards Fan Wusu.

Fan Wusu was shocked. While dodging the attack of the bundle of immortals, he said sharply: "Okay, you Mozi Immortal, we Yan Jun can't find this bundle of immortals everywhere, but it was originally stolen by you!" ”

Zixian smiled: "What a steal, it's so ugly, I obviously snatched it in his hands openly." ”

The voice did not fall. The bundle of immortals turned around and ran towards Fan Wusu again.

Fan Wusu was furious, and while dodging the entanglement of the bundle of immortals, he kept waving the spirit flag towards Zixian: "You mortal Hugh is rampant!" Today, I will arrest you and hand you over to Yan Jun! ”

Zixian hooked his fingers: "Come on, don't just move your mouth." ”

Fan Wuxu was almost mad, desperately dancing the spirit flag, and a strong resentment poured towards Zixian.

Zixian frowned, and under the slight movement of his heart, a layer of red light shrouded Zi Xian, and the resentment hit the light mask and dissipated.

"Okay, you even learned the demon law, you demon, I need to keep you!" Fan Wuxu roared and pounced.

"That's a nice thing to say, you covet my bundle of immortals. Come on, come on, I'm going to see what you can do with me. Zixian sneered, infusing the true yuan into the sword body, and the tip of the sword slashed towards the spirit flag, and the black spirit flag was cut off.

At the same time, the bundle of immortal ropes rushed towards Fan Wusu from behind, and the chain that burned with ghost fire said, "Snort! The ground thud passed through his lute bone and came out of his chest.

"Ahh Fan Wusu wailed miserably, and suddenly fell to the ground like a deflated ball.

Zixian carried the long sword and walked towards Xie Bi'an step by step.

"Brother!" Xie Bi'an shouted, stretched out his hand and clasped Ziling's heavenly spirit cover: "Don't come here, otherwise, let her soul fly away!" ”

"If you dare to hurt her cold hair, I will make the ghosts of your entire prefecture pay for their lives!" Zixian shouted.

"You stand back!" Xie Bi'an shouted and stepped forward, wanting to help the weak Fan Wushu.

"you!" Zi Ling scolded angrily and stomped on Xie Bi'an's instep fiercely.

"Ouch!" Xie Bi'an almost instinctively loosened the clamp in his hand, and Zi Ling took the opportunity to run behind Zi Xian.

"Ling'er run! Keep running east, no matter what you hear or see, don't look back! Zixian pointed at Xie Bi'an with a long sword and whispered to Zi Ling.

"Sister, what about you?"

"When I clean them up, I'll go back and help you rejuvenate your soul." Zixian smiled faintly at Zi Ling, and swung her sword to slash at the chains on her body.

"Zheng!" The chain snapped.

"Okay, I'll wait for you." Zi Ling moved the sore joints that were tied up, and quickly ran towards the east.

"Stop!" As soon as Xie Bi'an saw that the prisoner had run away, he chased after Ziling with a mourning stick.

Zixian stopped him with a long sword: "Your opponent is here." (To be continued.) )