No one could have imagined that those subordinates of the red-clothed ghost king hid their countermeasures in the third section of each chain, if they hadn't been cheated once, even if they were the red-clothed ghost king, they wouldn't have guessed that this backhand was hiding there, of course, Zhibei was also the part of the people who couldn't guess, even if he was smart and experienced, in the face of this clueless backhand, he could only catch blind. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although Zhibei didn't know, there were people in this big array who knew that, yes, that person was the red-clothed ghost king.

From the words of the red-clothed ghost king, Zhibei could see his pride and irritability. Therefore, Zhibei provoked him and asked him to say more and expose more intelligence. From his pursuit of immortality, Zhibei can see his greed. Therefore, Zhibei is persuaded to protect itself.

In the end, a guy who can live for so long can't be a careless fool, not to mention that he has been cheated by others, so Zhibei can see his caution.

These alone are still not enough, so the information obtained from the task prompts played a decisive role, and Zhibei planted an impression for the red-clothed ghost king through bold conjecture and vague but positive language, an impression that Zhibei saw through everything in this magic circle.

Zhibei laid out an empty city plan, although this is a bluff, but for the red-clothed ghost king who was betrayed by his subordinates once, no matter whether Zhibei really saw through the back hand or not, the red-clothed ghost king had to stop it.

In the end, just like Zhibei's gamble, because the red-clothed ghost king still had this arrogance and greed in his heart, he did not choose to kill Zhibei directly, but planned to prevent him from touching the mechanism.

Yes, the judgment and speed of the red-clothed ghost king are successful, but he forgot Yongyi on the side, Yongyi, who was sloppy and quiet, still has courage, determination and perseverance, she will not forget to resist if she is not dead!

"The tide has turned."

Yongyi smiled heroically, her long golden hair dancing wildly in the skyrocketing demonic aura.

"Die, Red!"

She squinted and judged categorically.

"Damn!" The red-clothed ghost king made a distorted expression with Cuixiang's small face, and he roared hoarsely, his eyes staring at Zhibei who was close at hand.

That performance was obviously intended to exchange one life for another, and they all died together, the jade was burned, and the slender five fingers of the red-clothed ghost king turned into sharp claws, and slashed towards Zhibei's neck fiercely.

"Die!"

Death is death......

Zhibei was also helpless, although Yongyi was free from the shackles of the chains, he was still tied, and he couldn't resist at all when he didn't need any strength.

Fortunately, Zhibei clearly knew that he could still be resurrected, so he was not afraid at all, and he was in the mood to mock calmly:

"You can't kill me."

Then, I don't know if this taunt is too powerful, Zhibei unexpectedly found that the attack of the red-clothed ghost king really stopped.

Zhibei felt the sharp finger wind slashing across his neck, making his hair stand on end unconsciously, but the hand of the red-clothed ghost king was fixed in the air by an unknown force.

"That's right, you can't kill Brother Zhibei, Hongyi!" Grabbing the broken chain with one hand, the demonic energy on Yongyi's body continued to be transmitted into the sculpture behind him, and Zhibei keenly felt that a huge and oppressive power was converging in this place, and it was like a heavy stone imprisoning all the actions of the red-clothed ghost king.

"Red, have you forgotten the backhands left behind by your men? Or do you think I'm stupid and can't find something as simple as that? Hand over your powers! Yongyi said, with the help of this passage hidden in the chains, the magic circle under the magic circle was operated, and the magic circle that could deprive the red clothes of the power was running.

As the invisible force became more and more powerful, the clone of Cuixiang continued to twist and compress, and was soon crushed into dust, and the illusory red-haired ghost appeared in the place where the clone disappeared, which was the true body of the red-clothed ghost king at this moment - a ghost.

The vague, somewhat transparent ghost figure struggled and let out a silent scream, but it was completely unable to resist the power of the formation, and white points of light were sucked out of the ghost's interior, gathering into a floating ball of light on the side.

When all the power was separated by the formation, the red ghost shadow that was imprisoned in front of Zhibei was already transparent like a breeze, only a dull expression remained, and the ghost's face did not have half pain, nor anger and sadness, the shadow floating in the air was like a photo projected by a projector, motionless.

Yongyi threw a punch in the direction of the ghost with his free hand, and the violent fist wind filled with demonic aura blew like a knife, completely tearing apart and grinding the shadow that was still alive.

"Hoo ......"

Seeing that the red-clothed ghost king was completely dead, Zhibei took a long breath of leisure.

"Brother Zhibei, don't worry, I'll save you." Yongyi, who was on the side, let go of the chains in his hand and said to Zhibei.

"It's okay, now I can do it myself." Grabbing the third section of the chain on his arms, just as Zhibei was about to tear off the chain and get out of trouble, the well-behaved white ball of light flashed and rushed into Cuixiang's chest with lightning speed.

"Huh?" X2

Yongyi and Zhibei looked confused, but their rich life experience still made them vigilant in time, Zhibei suddenly ripped off the chains that bound him, and when the power returned, he jumped lightly to the ground, and looked at the incense that was still bound in the hands of the demon god with Yongyi.

The petite ghost was still asleep, his eyes closed, seemingly completely unaware of what was happening around him.

"Isn't that red-clothed dead?" Zhibei asked uncertainly.

"No, I'm pretty sure that there is no soul breath in that white light, and all the souls in the red clothes should be concentrated in the shadow just now." Yongyi said with certainty.

"Do you think that guy planted something like a soul seed in Cuixiang's soul before, and as soon as the body died, that seed began to sprout?"

"The ghost's soul is very tough, it's not something that can be taken away by any small soul seed, and his original soul in red may be okay, but if there is only a part left, then it will definitely not be able to give up the fragrance."

"You're confident in Cuixiang now!"

"Of course, although Suika is a fool, she is also a ghost!" Yongyi pondered for a moment and said, "I think it may be because that red coat has been carried through Cuixiang's body, so the aura left behind attracts his strength, making that unconscious white light think that Cuixiang is its owner. ”

"Is this a good thing?"

"Probably!"

"Just in case, let's go back and let Yonglin check it out!"

"The Sage of Eight Wills? That's fine. ”

"Let's go, then!" Zhibei ripped off the chains that bound Suika and pulled the petite ghost out of the demon god's arms.

Perhaps knowing the reason for the future, Zhibei looked at Cuixiang's sleeping little face and frowned.

"Ding Dong!"

Zhibei's brows loosened,

He heard the sound of the mission being completed.

(Thanks to Dragon Heart?) Chenjun's tip~ I'm updating again, haha, I'm not lazy, I'm not lazy at all~)