Qian Qian collected some spirit crystal fairy stones from everyone's bags, and set up a defensive formation outside the hut, and everyone sat around the house, a little dejected, full of confidence into the town, in less than half an hour, so embarrassed, even broke a companion, and they didn't even see the main master-

Xi Husheng bandaged the wound of the Kunlun disciple with the broken arm, sat down cross-legged, pulled out the jade flute on his waist and brought it close to his lips, a euphemistic and light song sounded in his ears, and the frustration and fear in everyone's hearts suddenly faded a lot, and they were busy pranayama and recuperated. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"How did you hurt your arm?" Candle Dawn leaned over to the disciple and asked in a curious whisper.

This is also the place where they are puzzled, the broken arm is flat, not like a ghost!

"It's Jimo—" The disciple touched his sweaty forehead and said bitterly, "He was on my left side, and he screamed for some reason while walking, and before I could react, he was, he waved his hand and cut off my arm!" ”

Everyone was shocked, Jimo was the missing disciple!

"How can it be Jimo?" A Kunlun disciple said loudly, "Impossible, he has always been timid, how could he be so heavy-handed!" ”

All the Kunlun disciples echoed one after another.

"What was unusual before he attacked you?" Shao Chen frowned and asked.

The disciple pondered for a while, then raised his head and said, "Jimota, it seems that he was talking to the person on his left at that time, but... I distinctly remember that he was the last one when he entered the town, to his left... There can't be anyone...."

Everyone's complexion sank, isn't it a person?

"Then Jimo is afraid that it will be more auspicious!" Zi Yun sighed and said quietly.

Shao Zhi was silent, but he also agreed with her words, and he fell alone among the ghosts, and there was no possibility of survival!

"Are we going to leave him behind, then? With no body in sight, he may still be alive...... Waiting for us to save him! Xiao Qi listened to the words of a few people, tears welled up in his eyes, and he looked at Shao Chen's eyes with a pleading look, "Sister Tangtai, shall we go and save him?" ”

Shao Chen frowned and looked at Xiao Qi with teary eyes, and was just about to speak, when the candle on the side echoed: "Yes, this is the second day of our training in the human world, if we are going to die now, won't it all be wiped out after a hundred years——"

"Shut up!" Shao Chen glared at Candle Tong with a gloomy face.

Seeing the anger on her face, Candle Yu hurriedly put away her tirade, sat aside in an orderly manner, and shrank her head at the dark fog outside the house.

"Xiao Qi-" Shao Chen took out a brocade handkerchief from his sleeve for a long time, and gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "It's not that we don't save him, but we can't protect ourselves now!" ”

"But-" Xiao Qi sobbed, "Sister Tantai, aren't you very powerful?" A few years ago you-"

"Shut up!" Shao Yu stopped her words in a deep voice, "Don't say it again!" ”

There was deep hatred in her eyes, and she handed the Jinpa to Xiao Qi, turned around and walked to the door, ignoring it again!

Xiao Qi was stunned on the spot with a handkerchief, and then squatted in the corner aggrievedly and cried quietly, very puzzled why Sister Tantai was so angry, that face just now was really cold, so cold that her body was a little shivering now!

A few years ago? If it was a few years ago, she wouldn't have fled in embarrassment in these ghosts, if she hadn't been forced into the spirit pool by Changxi Shangzun, she wouldn't have been sharpened in cultivation to this point, if she hadn't taken the risk of seizing the Zhutian Sword, she wouldn't have only one percent of cultivation left-

Where did those come from, why! Shao Chen closed his eyes, suppressed the hatred that erupted in an instant, eased his mind and stopped thinking about these meaningless things, raised his eyes to look at the dim sky in the distance, and suddenly thought of something, frowning slightly, "Today is half of July?" ”

Suddenly remembered that dream, Feng Yan's death day was just after that-

"Seven-and-a-half? What's the connection? Ziyun frowned and asked.

"Half of July, Midyear Festival-" Qian Qian held her chin and said slowly, seeing that everyone looked ignorant, she reluctantly added, "Halloween!" ”

In the seventh and a half months of the Middle Yuan, the ghost door was opened——

"Ghosts?" Hearing that word, Candle Tong hurriedly hid behind Xi Husheng, grabbed his corner, and complained, "Why, why is it so unfortunate, but what is Halloween today?" What day did you choose, Senior Sister Xiaochen! ”

The young man by the door couldn't help but be angry when he heard Candle Xiao's words, turned around and glanced at her, and said coldly: "Why don't you say why there is such a thing as 'Halloween' in the world?" ”

Candle Tong muttered twice, just about to refute, but was pushed back by Xi Husheng according to his head, he smiled lightly at Shao Chen, I have to say, his smile is very warm, this cold thatched hut seems to be a little brighter in an instant, "Sister Chen, Candle Tong She didn't mean it, don't go to your heart, we must obey any orders!" ”

Shao Chen squinted his eyes and looked at Xi Husheng, who had clear eyes, and suddenly said, "I'm sorry! ”

The young man was stunned for a moment, a little confused, the little fox lay in his ear and didn't know what to say, he reacted, looked extremely frightened, hurriedly stood up, and waved his hand again and again, "I can't help it, how can the fox Sheng know my sister's apology, I want to join you, and it is indeed common sense to be the first person to be suspected......"

At the end, his voice lowered, and a little helplessness and grievance appeared on his face, but it was only a flash, he raised his head and smiled slightly, his white face covered a faint flush, "I can help everyone, I am already very satisfied, Sister Chen doesn't need to be like this-"

"Your flute might control the ghosts?" He didn't know how to deal with it, and he didn't want to mention it again, so he asked about the flute.

Xi Husheng shook his head blankly, and said: "No, my soul attraction technique can only transfer some ghosts, not control, if we can control it, we won't hide here......"

He bowed his head, as if to annoy his own incompetence.

Hearing his words, Qian Yuan's face sank, and the ghosts that had suddenly increased at that time were transferred by him-

"And you might get it out of the way?" Shao Chen knew it in his heart, and he didn't want to theorize more about this matter, so he asked bluntly.

"It can be, but-" Xi Husheng frowned, embarrassed and said, "Soul Attraction - I was also panicked at the time to use that trick, I don't know where to lead that ghost, I am not high, if I can't control it well-"

Shao Chen frowned, this soul attraction technique is a "misfortune to the east" that is not well controlled-he thought for a while and asked, "What if there is a clear traction target?" ”

"It's much easier to have a traction target, but that target must have the breath of a living soul—" Xi Husheng said.

The breath of the living soul, that is, one person must be sacrificed as bait!

Shao Chen's eyes glanced at Qian Yuan, and his voice instantly came from his ears: "Lord Shaozun, there is a record of this ancient phantom sound soul technique in the Shura Palace, and it is indeed as he said-"

The aura of the Heavenly Sword loomed, and it must be together with the red eyes, and only when they found the strange ghost could they escape from danger.

"That's the case—" Shao Chen said slowly, sweeping his gaze to the people with different faces.

"Let me go!"

A crisp voice resounded in this hut, the sound was not loud, but it was full of perseverance and firmness! (To be continued.) )