Chapter Twenty-Three: The Return of a Hundred Souls

Looking at the young lady who wanted to deny it to the end, I continued to speak, "Young lady, you must know that I am not an ordinary person, I don't need evidence, what I see is the truth. ”

The young lady was silent, and I was just about to speak, when the bead in my arms ran out by itself, and I looked at the bead, and saw the face and eyes of the person on the bead skimming to one place, and flying quickly in that direction.

I immediately followed, and the young lady who was left behind, not frightened by the beads, picked up the tea I had handed over earlier, lifted the veil to reveal the still bruised face, and took a sip of tea.

The beads flying in the air frightened a lot of people along the way, and before I could scream, I saw me behind the beads, and my voice was stiff and dumb in my throat.

I followed the beads through the Qian Mansion, and when I passed through the main hall, Mrs. Qian, who had a sad face, saw me and immediately ran out.

Looking at me flying into the air, I thought to myself that he must please me no matter what, so that I can save his son.

When he followed the bead to an abandoned house in the Qian Mansion, the bead stopped, and the faces of the people on it smiled in one direction, and red light shot out of the bead's eyes, and at the end of the light was a surprised Qinglian.

Qinglian was forced to be exposed, glaring at me deadly, "I won't let you go this time." ”

I pulled out the gratuitous sword and stood with the sword, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at the ground, and the sword surface of the gratuitous sword did not reflect a trace of light in the sun, "If you turn back, I can save you again." ”

"Humph!" Qinglian snorted coldly, flicked her long sleeves, and the abandoned house beside her collapsed instantly, "Turn back, it's not me who can be saved when you turn around, it's him!" ”

The matter has come to this point, there is no need to say more, it seems that it can only be forced on her, and she is persuading.

"Heaven and earth are free, and the sky is falling." I said in a cold voice, the sword in the air, the gratuitous sword flew unstoppably above Qinglian, upside down, and the tip of the sword seemed to be on fire.

Qinglian's long sleeves are flying, like the most gorgeous dance in the world, blocking the gratuitous sword layer by layer.

"Heaven and earth are gratuitous, and the earth is sinking." As my words fell, the gratuitous sword in the sky instantly branched out again, and it shot out of Qinglian's long sleeves in an extremely tricky position, and the moment it pierced into the ground, the ground collapsed instantly, and Qinglian's whole person fell.

At this time, Mrs. Qian also rushed over, followed by a group of people, all of whom looked at the scene in front of them dumbfounded.

The house collapsed, the ground cracked, and the long sword volley and the white sleeves were facing each other, and then they heard a soft sound, and the long sword in the air shot backwards, the white sleeves shattered, and a woman flew up from the ground.

When everyone saw the woman's face clearly, what they didn't know was doubt, but what they knew was an exclamation, and the timid one was even more frightened and stepped back, covering his mouth and falling to the ground.

Mrs. Qian stood unsteadily, took a step back, her eyes seemed to breathe fire, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Qinglian slut." ”

After hearing Qinglian's name, people who didn't know Qinglian's face also knew who the woman in white was, and their faces were full of horror.

The gratuitous sword was re-grasped in my hand, and I went up with the sword, and a set of sword winds of the hundred souls returning to the song and sword dance were stirred, and the surrounding trees were all broken after being swept by the sword wind.

"The first form of the song of the hundred souls, the hundred ghosts are on it." I recited the sword duel, "Soul Keeper, Ghoul Guard, Bone Guardian, Great God Ghost, Riding Ghost......" The more I read the sword duel, the faster the gratuitous sword became, and the people watching could no longer see the gratuitous sword in my hand.

I could only see that I was pressing forward step by step, and the green lotus retreated again and again, and her long sleeves were broken one after another.

"Blood-eaters, oil-eaters, production-eaters, carnivores." I cut off Qinglian's arm with a sword, and the severed arm flew out and slammed into the ground.

Among the onlookers over there, a few of them were so frightened that they cried when they saw this scene, and one of them fainted to death in fright.

And when Mrs. Qian saw this scene, she wanted to applaud.

"Still not stopping?" I paused and asked.

Qinglian looked at me with a vicious smile in her eyes, and the phantom shadow gradually reappeared on the severed arm, and she said, "You see that this hand can always grow again, how do you tell me to stop." ”

I lifted the gratuitous sword and looked into her eyes along the sword, "He will be rewarded eventually, so why should you bother?" ”

Qinglian's arm re-solidified, she moved for a moment and said, "I can't wait, I can't see him well, even if it's for a moment." At the end of the sentence, she swung her long sleeves again, and this time her long sleeves were as hard as iron and as sharp as a sword, colliding with my gratuitous sword, rubbing countless sparks with a piercing sound.

"The second form of the song of the hundred souls, the curse of the hundred ghosts." The gratuitous sword in my hand began to tremble, I picked up the sword and slashed at the long sleeve, and a ghost crying wolf howl suddenly appeared, "A curse, no life; two curses, no death; Three grudges, no going; Four curses, no ...... remain," I said, and the ghost cried and the wolf howled even more, but it had no effect on the onlookers.

Only the ghost Qinglian was shocked by the sound of this ghost crying wolf, and her head was split.

With a flick of my wrist, the gratuitous sword in my hand trembled even more violently, piercing through layers of long sleeves that were as hard as iron like a needle pricking cloth, reaching Qinglian's forehead.

Qinglian's eyes were red, her whole person shook, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls made her unbearable, holding her head and looking up to the sky and yelling.

"Ah~~~Ah~~!!" Qinglian's painful appearance made Mrs. Qian, who was onlookers, laugh.

"A hundred souls return to the song, and a hundred souls are sung." As I spoke, the sword of the gratuitous sword gently pierced Qinglian's forehead, and Qinglian instantly fell silent, standing in place with a dull gaze, and a phantom image appeared above her head.

I and the others all looked up into the sky, and the young lady who came at some point stood in a corner and looked up to the sky.

The woman in the picture is Qinglian, it seems to be in her room, her room is very elegant, and there is no wind and dust of a woman in the Qinglou.

Qinglian was grooming in the mirror, her face, which was already overwhelming, was even more beautiful and moving after a little powder, only to hear a push on the door, a woman walked in with a smile and said, "Sister Qinglian, the young master of the Qian Mansion is here to give gifts again, don't you go and take a look." ”

I looked at the person who came, it was Liu Mei, it seemed that her relationship with Qinglian was really good.

Qinglian put down her rouge, looked out the window and said, "The young man is in a romantic situation, his family is rich, and it is not a big deal for him to have a valuable gift, and he will give it if he has fun, what do I have to be happy about." ”

Liu Mei hugged her from behind, and said with a smile, "Sister Qinglian, this golden gift is not rare, could it be that you want to be sincere?" ”