Chapter 4: The Great White Ghost

Song Taning opened his heavy eyelids, it was pitch black in the yellow spring, he couldn't see things clearly, everything was vague, Song Taning wanted to lift his qi, but he couldn't lift a trace of true qi in his dantian, and his limbs were even more painful and weak. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I knew she shouldn't have walked in front alone. It was dark and damp, and the air was filled with a foul stench of filth. The choked Song Tanning kept coughing. Suddenly, there was a terrifying and ghostly voice that made her feel creepy: Hehehe~! I really didn't think you'd be alive yet.

"I'm dead, I don't know how many times I've died," Song Yuning laughed at himself.

"Dead? I've never seen you on the Yellow Springs Way. Since you're still lying at this time? "The ghostly voice is getting closer and closer to Song Shanning.

Song Yuning finally saw clearly the owner of this ghostly voice, this was a female evil ghost. The evil ghost's two deep eye sockets, about five centimeters in diameter, each had blood flowing down two centimeters in diameter, and the whole face was deformed, like rugged mountains and valleys presented in front of Song Xianning, its teeth were sharp, however, not complete.

In an instant, Song Taning saw her fear, panic, begging for mercy, and evil from her, in her empty eyes, what were these? Song Yuning climbed back in fear. Comforting myself that this is all fake, it is..

"It's not an illusion, it's the truest emotion in your heart. Hahaha. The demon laughed harshly.

The evil ghost squatted down and looked at Song Shanning, and the filth in his whole body made Song Shanning have a headache. Song Xining's nervous heartbeat and even breathing were unusually clear in the quiet and treacherous atmosphere. Who will save her?

"Tell me, where is Yeluo?" The demon asked.

"Who is Yeluo?" Song Taning spit out a few words with difficulty.

The evil ghost roared angrily, and Song Shanning's face was dark blue from the large amount of filthy qi that came to him.

"You've been entangled with Yeluo for so long? Now he asks me who he is. Hahaha. It's ridiculous, since you don't know where Yeluo is, then I have to kill you" The evil ghost said viciously.

"You dare to touch a hair of her," Wei Zixie's voice was soft but dangerous.

At this moment, the aura emanating from Wei Zixie's body was chilling.

"Hahaha, you're at the end"

Before the evil ghost could finish his words, he was wiped out by the sword in Wei Zixie's hand. Song Zhanning looked at the sword that was three feet two long, half a finger wide, and the blue sword body clearly reflected the golden lines. On the red hilt, a "ghost" is embedded on the tip of the sword

"Song Immortal, I'm late." Wei Zixie hugged Song Yuning and said with a smile.

Song Xuning only felt that there had been a miraculous change in his body, and the true qi in the dantian continued to pour in. I immediately felt refreshed. Wei Zi saw that Song Xining's breath was stable. Only then did he slowly shrink the faint light emitted from his body.

"Wei Zixie, I thought you weren't coming."

"Song Immortal, how could it be? I like you so much."

"So you like me? But what to do? Anyone who likes me can be lined up in several columns," Song Yuning muttered softly with thin lips.

"Song Immortals~! Shall I cut in line? Wei Zixie took the opportunity to lean on Song Shanning, looked at Song Shanning's face with a pair of charming eyes and asked.

"Look at your performance," Song Taning said arrogantly.

"Song Immortals~! You are satisfied, but we still complete the task first" Wei Zixie picked up Song Shanning and walked forward.

The strange thing is that since Song Xianning didn't feel the filthy qi attacking this time, he could only feel the true qi exuding from Wei Zixie's body. Song Yuning was in a daze and fell asleep.

"Song Immortals~! Wake up. ”

Song Xianning likes to open his eyes and see Wei Zixie's smiling face. My heart suddenly became much more steady. Song Juning jumped out of Wei Zixie's arms. I looked around. I saw the smoky filth on the bridge.

Song Yuning said indifferently: Wei Zixie, are you willing to help me?

"Ningkazi! As long as you are willing, no matter when and where, I, Wei Zixie, will protect you. ”

Song Xianning looked at Wei Zixie's white clothes, beautiful face, and gentle smile, and couldn't help but burst out in surprise: Wei Zixie, do you really like me?

"It's love at first sight~! Song Immortals: "Wei Zi is heretical."

"I'm afraid I'm going to see Se," Song Taning sneered.

Wei Zixie smiled and said, "Song Immortal, you are waiting for me here, you take this, if there is danger, open it"

Song Yuning looked at the folding fan in her hand, and said, she really didn't seem to have seen Wei Zixie open it. She still always thought that it was just Wei Zixie playing with it. Now it seems that it is a magic weapon. The level is not the bottom. There was a hint of golden light in the cracks of the folding fan.

"Well, Wei Zixie, be careful." Song Xuning said with a strange expression.

She knew that if she followed, she would suddenly add trouble to Wei Zixie. It's better to wait for him to come back. Waiting?

Song Shanning saw Wei Zixie's figure slowly disappearing into the miasma, and couldn't help shouting: Wei Zixie, hurry up, I'm waiting for you to come back.

I don't know if it's because of the magic weapon in my hand, the ghosts around me just looked at Song Shanning from afar. Song Lanning was a little proud. He stroked his long hair with his hand. Maintaining a good image is the most basic thing for immortals.

I don't know how long I've been waiting, Song Yuning is really a little worried. Just as he was about to enter the miasma, a blue light and a thunderbolt suddenly shot out of the miasma. Fortunately, Song Xuning reacted quickly. I didn't get hurt. Followed by Wei Zixie and a large white ghost.

The white ghost is full of miasma and filth. Song Taning took a few steps back. Wei Zixie didn't know what he was thinking, since there was an enchantment under Song Shanning's feet.

The long sword in Wei Zixie's hand was as blue as frost and snow. The white ghost shouted wildly, and the surrounding area was shaken and crumbling. Suddenly a violent storm arose, whirring. Wei Zixie then waved his long sword, and dozens of cold lights swept towards the white ghost.

The mighty cold light slashed the large nigger through several cracks and shot out countless bolts of lightning.

"Danger~! Incense seeds. Wei Zixie roared.

The barrier was broken in an instant. Several bolts of lightning rushed straight towards Song Yuning. Song Shanning wanted to open the folding fan in a panic, but before she could open it, Wei Zixie had already come to her, and with a wave of his long sword, the lightning was forced back.

I just don't know when I gathered together ghost ghosts. All rushed over like crazy, Song Shanning couldn't help but take a few steps back, but unexpectedly, his feet were empty, and he fell into the blood-colored water of the Lechuan River, which was full of lonely souls and wild ghosts that could not be reincarnated, full of insects and snakes, and the fishy wind was blowing in his face.

Fortunately, the slightly open folding fan emitted a golden light, so that they did not dare to approach. At this time, Song Xuning suddenly heard it in his ears

"What a beautiful man" sounded in a low and playful voice.

"What's your name?" Song Xianning was taken aback, since this was her own voice.

"Guess," the voice laughed.

"Don't guess." Song Taning said angrily.

"Yeluo" is very soft, very soft.

Wei Zixie took Song Shanning's hand with one hand, and with one hand, he closed the slightly open folding fan and put it in his palm.

Song Taning didn't know if he was in this evil Lechuan River, or if something was wrong with the sourness in his heart. His eyes were hot, and he felt the urge to cry.

Wei Zi condensed his mind, and a wisp of cold true qi was slowly injected into Song Yuning's body. Wei Zixie drew Song Shanning closer. Song Yuning stretched out his hand and hooked Wei Zixie's neck close to Wei Zixie.

He muttered in Wei Zixie's ear: Ye Luo