Uncle once said that within five days, he would help deal with Wang Shangyi and the people behind the scenes. The best way for him to deal with a person under surveillance is to bring the evidence of the crime to court and let the law punish those people. He said that Wang Shengnan and Wang Shangyi have both fled, and there are two possibilities, the first is to know the news in advance and escape, and the other is to be rescued after being arrested! These two situations, no matter which one they are, mean that the organization behind Wang Shangyi is stronger than his uncle's strength!

This was something she didn't expect, as far as she knew, the main purpose of the dark organization she had been in contact with was to make a profit, no matter how vicious it was, it was just an institution established by mortals, but now it seems that it is not at all!

Uncle died tragically at the hands of the Li family in his last life, and his rebirth must be like her, trying his best to take revenge. It is not difficult to see from the last time they established a cooperative relationship that the uncle will do whatever it takes to win over anyone who can be wooed. Now that he controls the spiritual source of the Li family, there must be someone within the Li family who has defected, otherwise he would not be able to find time to deal with her affairs under such close surveillance. Walking the rivers and lakes for so many years, he must have his own power, besides, he holds the spiritual source in his hand, and his power is definitely not low, plus what he wants to oppose is the cultivation of the true family, and the person he makes friends with must be a monk. Although the group of people in the previous life did evil, after all, they were mortals, and they really had to compete with a huge cultivation group, and they didn't have that strength at all! But now, Wang Shangyi's father and daughter have been rescued when the enemy force is so strong! Could it be that the forces behind them are far stronger than their uncles?

Thinking of this possibility, Song Ying's heart was like falling into an ice cellar. This trip out really lost my wife and lost my soldiers! There seems to be nothing to gain except that brute being punished, and besides, she's still being targeted by that damn Sanxiu, and it's really not going well! I can't care about this much, let's run away, it's better for her to leave for Shanhe Village quickly, because the feeling of being targeted by someone from the darkness, although it is very subtle, is back!

There is no light in the stars, there is no shadow in the moon, the night is dark, and the wind and clouds are everywhere. Sending the high-level treasure weapon given by Qinglong, Song Ying returned with a sword.

Fu Tonglei, who was hidden in the dark, looked at the sword at Song Ying's feet, a ray of golden light flashed in his eyes, he really didn't see it, this little thing is a treasure all over his body, any weapon is so valuable, isn't the thing in the storage bag even more immeasurable? At the thought that these treasures would become his bag, Fu Tonglei's saliva was about to flow! Song Ying walked with the sword, and he followed the wind!

Song Ying, who was sitting on top of the slashing star, felt a slight spiritual wave behind her, and a sneer curled at the corner of her mouth. Old thing, if you hadn't been disturbed by you that day, would you really think I was afraid of you? If you want my life, you don't weigh it yourself! What if you're a Jindan monk? She has space in her hand, she really can't run!

Song Ying's star slashing comes with an enchantment, as long as the sword is moved, the enchantment will naturally open to protect the people inside, but Fu Tonglei behind him is not so lucky. He was walking against the wind, while controlling the direction of the wind, he also had to open the enchantment to protect himself from the resistance caused by the extreme speed, and for a while he couldn't catch up with Song Ying in front, so he had to increase the output of spiritual power, so he barely caught up.

In the middle of the night, the two shuttled through the night like ghosts, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

After walking for more than ten minutes, the two came to the sky above a primeval forest, and seeing that the time was ripe, Fu Tonglei picked up the magic trick and threw a huge fireball at Song Ying. This is second only to the Samadhi True Fire, as long as you stick it a little, even if you don't die, you have to peel off a layer of skin!

Song Ying felt the heat wave coming from behind, and quickly pinched the star under the seat in her hand, kicked her feet into the air, and ejected away, dodging the fireball as hot as the sun behind her.

Song Ying, who was small, stood in the air with a long sword in her hand, her anger pierced Changhong, and she looked at Fu Tonglei, who was extremely ugly, and mocked: "Old thing, why don't you hide?" ”

Fu Tonglei, whose face was like a rat spirit, felt a trace of anger rise in his heart, he was a dignified Jindan monk, but he was ridiculed by a milky foundation building monk! Zhaofeng Ear moved with the wind, and the few remaining hairs were torn by the wind, he looked at Song Ying's eyes, like looking at a dying and struggling ant, and smiled treacherously: "Isn't this showing up to take your life!" As soon as the words fell, the person had already raised his sword and attacked Song Ying.

Song Ying has been killing crabs for sixty or seventy years, her swordsmanship is extremely skillful, coupled with herself, her body is extremely strong and indestructible, seeing this dog thief attacking, she is not afraid, and she raised her sword to block the opponent's attack.

It is worthy of the period of Jindan, after receiving his blow, Song Ying's arm was numb, but she still failed to resolve his blow, so she had to dodge and let the move hit the high mountain behind her, she also pretended to be injured, covered her arm, popped out a hundred meters, and waited for the battle.

Fu Tonglei saw that Song Ying took his attack, but he only injured his arm, and a strange feeling came to his heart, he always felt that there would be some variables tonight, but the other party was a first-order monk who built a foundation, and he was also injured, what could be the abnormality? Taking her down is as simple as pinching an ant to death! Fu Tonglei took advantage of the victory to pursue, and pinched the trick to release a net, wanting to catch Song Ying.

Song Ying was injured in her right arm, and Fu Tonglei concluded that she couldn't figure it out, and it was only appropriate to use spells to chase at this time. Song Ying saw a net with golden light flying towards her, and hurriedly fled, Fu Tonglei saw it in her eyes and was happy in her heart, she had no power to fight back, it was simply at her fingertips! Fu Tonglei, who was complacent, didn't see the ridicule in Song Ying's eyes as he fled.

When the net was about to catch her, Song Ying suddenly turned around, waved her sword casually, and slashed out a white light, splitting the net in half.

Fu Tonglei's eyes widened, and he shouted impossible. Song Ying smiled evilly and said in that crisp childish voice: "What's impossible? You can kill me, why can't I have a life-saving move? "The star slashing given by the green dragon is no match for the small heaven and earth net?

Song Ying took the initiative to attack and face the enemy head-on, the other party was not a vegetarian, and Song Ying's moves were resolved one by one. Fu Tonglei saw that Song Ying was making a sharp move, so he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, secretly pinched the trick, and took advantage of Song Ying's unpreparedness to release a huge fireball. As soon as his fireball was shot, it began to rain heavily in the sky, instantly extinguishing his fireball.

The rain at this moment was really a godsend, Song Ying hurriedly poured out his fireball with water, and when the water met the high-temperature fireball, it evaporated a lot of white gas, blocking the sight of the two. Song Ying just wanted to stop resisting the water, only to feel a chill on the back of her neck, and the whole person fell into that feeling like being captured by someone's soul again! In the next second, Fu Tonglei appeared behind her, and the sword with cold light pierced the back of her neck like that, Song Ying's eyes were full of horror and unwillingness, but she was helpless, so she had to pull out a bitter smile and die like that!

Fu Tonglei hung Song Ying's body on the end of the sword like that, without the slightest intention of pulling it off, the hand holding the sword shrank, put Song Ying's dead face in front of him, and said with a distorted face: "If you didn't swear to resist, I would be reluctant to kill you!" looks so beautiful, it's not bad to keep it around. After speaking, he stretched out his hand to touch Song Ying's face.

Just when his hand was only two centimeters away from Song Ying's face, he felt a pain in the back of his neck, and then a sharp pain spread all over his limbs, and he lost his breath. Song Ying, who was behind him, also hung him on the end of the sword, spat viciously on his face, gritted his teeth and said, "Trash, can you touch my face too?" "Fortunately, I used a puppet just now while my vision was unknown, otherwise, she would have died today! Holding the slashing star in his hand and gently slashing the semicircle, Fu Tonglei's head was split in half, and his body was also thrown out and fell into the primeval forest below. Chopping the grass without removing the roots, the spring breeze blows and grows again, Song Ying hurriedly catches up, wanting to overtake his soul. After all, a monk is an existence beyond reincarnation, even if he dies, as long as his soul is immortal, he can become a ghost cultivator, and she doesn't want to wait for him to fatten up before facing it!

I haven't touched the treetops of the forest yet, but I heard a strange voice like a broken gong behind me: "I really have my style, I am so ruthless at a young age, I really like you more and more~"

Song Ying looked back and saw that the person who had been killed by herself was sitting on the sword for a long time, looking at her with a mocking expression! What's going on? She was obviously calculated, and with the advantage of her neon clothes, she lured the enemy with a puppet, and went around behind her to kill her with a star! Where did you go wrong?

Before she could come up with a reason, Fu Tonglei on the sword smiled and said, "Look at it, we both use similar moves, what a tacit understanding!" Come with me! I promise I won't treat you badly! "It's just going to fatten you up and eat you!

"Phew! You're ugly! I'm sick to see you! And what do you say that you won't treat me badly, who just asked for my life? Are you really my three-year-old? Song Ying looked at the man on the end of the sword with straight eyes, and said viciously.

"In this case, don't blame my men for being ruthless!" Pulling out the sword from under his buttocks, Fu Tonglei's eyes were full of anger, and he released coercion and attacked with all his might!

After all, Song Ying had only built the foundation, and she couldn't resist his coercion. At this time, she felt like she was being pressed by someone with a soft big balloon, but this balloon had the weight of a mountain, which made her unable to move, and she wanted to return to space, but her brain was a little dull! Are you really going to die here today?

No! She can't die! Her life was bought by her brother with his own life! She can't just be killed! She's still alive! Live well, and marry my brother and have children in the future! You have to live a good life! She couldn't just die so easily!

Seeing Fu Tonglei coming at her with a long sword shining with blue light, her mind was full of how to live! Helplessly, her brain was affected by coercion and had become uncontrollable, so in order to save her life, Song Ying had to bite the tip of her tongue with all her might. The pain brought her a moment of lucidity, and taking advantage of this opportunity, she quickly flashed back to space! Helplessly, the other party's sword qi had arrived, and although she ran fast, she was still cut off her left arm!

Fu Tonglei never expected that the other party would be able to escape without a trace under his coercion! Expand your perception, but there is no spiritual power fluctuation within a radius of a hundred miles! Thinking of the scene when she disappeared five days ago, Fu Tonglei smiled. Do you think I'll lose interest in you after a few days of hiding? The last thing he lacks now is time, even if it takes ten or eight years, he can afford to wait! Anyway, she will reappear from the place where she disappeared, it doesn't matter how long she waits! He hasn't been promoted for nearly two hundred years, and only half of Shouyuan is left, and if he eats Song Ying, why can't his cultivation be promoted? The other party is just a foundation cultivator, no matter how much she struggles, don't try to escape from his palm!

Song Ying, who flashed back to the space, was injured in her left arm, and hurriedly soaked in the spiritual spring with the function of causing injury, hoping that the wound would recover quickly! As soon as the wound touched the spring water, it was like a fire, burning her heart and mouth, and when she looked down, there was a trace of black gas coming from the wound. Damn it, that dog thief has quenched poison on his sword! Song Ying's consciousness began to blur, she was in the Yang Spring, once she fell, she would be drowned! Fighting her last strength, Song Ying climbed up to the Yin Spring, lay flat, and put her injured hand in the Yang Spring to soak and heal. After doing this, Song Ying finally lost consciousness and passed out!

The healing time was a little long, although Song Ying passed out, the pain of the wound still made her brows furrowed, sweating profusely, her hair was all wet, clinging to her face, and her whole body was trembling, as if she was suffering great pain.

A day later, Song Ying finally recovered, her injured arm recovered as before, and the poison in her body was also sucked out by the spring water. The three people who lived in the space didn't dare to come out and walk around easily for fear of being attacked by crabs, so they didn't find Song Ying, who was dying. A day later, in the evening, Song Ying, who was lying on the sunny spring, opened her sharp eyes and looked motionlessly at the blue sky in the space, which was no different from the sunny sky in reality, thinking about how to turn defeat into victory.

Last time, she stayed in the space for days and didn't escape, but this time she was afraid that the dog thief would be waiting for her to appear. Although she has now regained her strength, she is still no match for the other party! If this place was close to home, she could still send the sound back to ask for help, but this place is too far away from home to use the transmission note! There are only two feasible paths left, one is to cultivate in the space, improve your strength, and wait until your strength is enough to defeat the people outside, and then go out. Having said that, since the foundation was built, they had not advanced to the first level in their cultivation for sixty or seventy years, and it was estimated that there was something wrong with one link, and it was basically impossible to expect this path to work.

Now it seems that there is only one last way left!

Those who cultivate the truth cannot go to the spiritual realm after death, and those who have a family will become the spiritual envoys of their descendants and be sent by them, and those who do not have a family will find an alliance with the cultivators, be worshiped by them, and listen to their dispatches. Now she is neither in the list of disciples of the Shangguan family, nor in the genealogy of the Li family, and she doesn't know if she can summon an old ancestor to help her. If this path doesn't work, then one can only hope for the cruel laws of the cultivation realm, and pray that the man outside will be killed by a more powerful monk, so that she can get out!

Thinking of a way out, Song Ying lifted her spirits, walked out of the spiritual spring, and began the most primitive calling.

Biting the ring finger, Song Ying sprinkled the blood in the air, and while the blood was doing free fall exercises in the air, she reverently chanted a mantra: "O Holy Spirit from ancient times, this disciple Song Ying uses blood as a medium, hoping to be blessed by his ancestors!" After a long time, Song Ying opened her eyes, but she didn't see any figures. Song Ying's heart was like being held hard by someone, her breathing was stagnant, her nose was sore, and she almost cried!

At this time, two voices sounded like heavenly sounds by the spiritual spring behind him: "Which disciple is seeking protection?" (To be continued.) )