Xie Beihan finally became happy at this time, and his heart was happy.

This is the first time he's made money with his Taoism!

Seeing Xie Beihan's excited and expectant eyes, Ye Chengyan could not refuse, so he could only respond to it head-on.

Emperor Mu Wu wanted to reward the gold, Fushun did not dare to delay, and immediately sent it in person.

However, halfway through the road, Yu Linwei, who was driving, said: "That's not the direction of the Hou Mansion of Anyang, it's water!" ”

"What?" When Fushun heard this, he immediately lifted the curtain and stretched out his head to take a look.

There was a fire in the southeast, which reflected almost the entire sky, as bright as day.

"It's really the direction of the Hou Mansion of Anyang!" Fushun was shocked, "Hurry up, go back to the palace and mobilize people to put out the fire." ”

That was the maiden family of the Nine Princesses, and sent Yu Linwei to fight the fire, and Emperor Mu Wu would not blame him.

Yu Lin Wei thought that there was a latent fire army in Kyoto, so he must have gone to fight the fire as soon as possible, and he didn't need to dispatch Yu Lin Wei, right?

But whatever Fushun's father-in-law says, he will do, and he will definitely not be wrong.

However, the Anyang Hou Mansion was out of the water in an instant, and the fire ignited at the same time in all directions, and the people in the house were immediately trapped inside, and they didn't even have a chance to escape.

At this hour, the masters were all waiting in the house for dinner, and only Chu Shuo returned late, so he was not trapped in the house.

When he saw the raging fire, he was also shocked, and he hurriedly commanded people to put out the fire.

The people hurriedly fetched water to put out the fire.

But buckets and basins of water were poured over, and the fire did not weaken at all, as if it was not afraid of water, but burned more fiercely.

However, the blue-blue-green-green fires did not burn anything.

On the contrary, as soon as they approached, they only felt uncomfortable, as if the soul inside was burned, and their strength would be drained in an instant.

Chu Shuo was frightened because he heard one after another screams for help.

Grandmother!

Mother!

Aunt!

And his brothers!

His head went blank and he poured a bucket of water on himself, intending to rush into the fire to save people.

"Second Young Master!" The people shouted to stop it.

"Don't stop me! I'm going to save my grandmother! Chu Shuo's eyes were red.

Just as he was about to rush forward, someone grabbed him.

Chu Shuo turned around and was about to scold, but found that the person who came was actually the sixth sister.

His nose suddenly soured, "Sixth sister!" Grandmother, they're all stuck in the house! ”

"I know."

As soon as Nanli saw the fire, he immediately rushed over with a teleportation charm.

Zhiyaben was also busy, and when he saw his senior sister appear, he also cried because he was too anxious: "Senior sister! Water charms are useless! There is no way to extinguish these fires! ”

These fires have a faint blue-purple color, which is really weird.

"This is the Soul Burning Ghost Fire of the Abi Hell, and the ordinary water talisman is naturally useless." Nanli furrowed her brows.

The person who borrowed the fire is really crazy to dare to make such a deal to the evil spirits of the Abi Hell, so that his soul will fall into the Abi Hell, be burned and tortured, and never be reborn.

Because today is not the fifteenth day of the new year, we did not gather together to eat, everyone was in their own yard.

Chu Shuo didn't dare to speak to disturb the sixth sister, because even he didn't know who to save.

A tall tower in Kyoto.

Fan Guizong's cheeks were sunken, and the spirit of the whole person had been plundered, like a dying old man who was dying soon.

He looked at his empty left sleeve, and then looked at the fire burning in the Marquis of Anyang's mansion, and there was indescribable happiness in his heart:

"This is my soul that I sold, the soul burning ghost fire borrowed by the evil ghost, Chu Nanli, no matter how powerful you are, it is impossible to extinguish all the ghost fires in the whole mansion at once."

"Tsk, who to choose? Who are you going to save and who are you going to sacrifice......"

The guard stood by, his arms folded around his chest, and he looked at it expressionlessly.

"Grandpa Guo spent a lot of money to buy you a Gu worm to heal your wounds, are you sure you can succeed this time?"

Why did he feel a little hanging?

Fan Guizong turned his head and glared at him: "Why can't you succeed?" No matter how high Chu Nanli's Dao skills are, she is just an ordinary person, and she can do her best to extinguish a ghost fire, but can she extinguish all the ghost fires in the whole mansion? She is a human, not an immortal, and not a god! ”

He has worked hard to study Taoism for more than ten years, but he has been planted one after another in front of Chu Nanli.

So even if he sells his soul this time, he will never be able to live forever, and he must let Chu Nanli realize his true strength!

Suddenly, the guard stepped forward and narrowed his eyes: "What's that?" ”

Fan Guizong also looked over.

I saw that in the sky above the Hou Mansion of Anyang, a huge magic array pattern appeared, which could almost envelop the entire Hou Mansion.

The runes of the magic circle were slowly writhing, emitting layers of golden light, which made people feel afraid at a glance.

Nanli looked a little small under the figure of the magic circle.

She held the Celestial Pen and perfected the circle.

Fan Guizong's body trembled slightly, and his heart sank infinitely, and he couldn't tell what kind of magic circle this was.

But his instinct told him that this circle must be very powerful!

"How could she...... How can you! Fan Guizong even tied his tongue, "Is her skill so abundant?" Can she drive this huge circle? ”

It wasn't until this moment that he clearly realized the gap between himself and Nanli.

The guard looked at him with some annoyance: "Didn't you tell you not to underestimate the enemy?" Rubbish. ”

With a leap of his tiptoes, he immediately left the tower, and wanted to rush to the Anyang Marquis Mansion to prevent Nanli from completing this magic circle.

Fan Guizong was already extremely weakened and sat down on the ground.

He looked at his right hand and smiled bitterly: "I didn't underestimate the enemy, but my strength is here." ”

At the last moment of his life, he realized that he would never be able to defeat Chu Nanli.

The circle is almost complete.

The golden light is even greater.

The closer the guards get, the more they can feel the divine brilliance of the circle, as if it can cleanse the soul and calm people's hearts.

What kind of circle is this?

How could he feel that the killing intent in his heart had been reduced a lot?

But when he thought of the tragic death of the son, he quickly cheered up again, even if he couldn't kill Nanli, he couldn't let her extinguish the fire.

Because Grandpa Guo's wish is to let Nanli's family die, so that she can experience the pain of losing his son.

Seeing Nanli's figure, he didn't hesitate any longer, and directly drew his sword, intending to be quick and ruthless.

This magic circle is very mental and laborious, and Nanli is almost concentrated.

Someone suddenly attacked, and she didn't notice it for a while.

Chu Shuo and Zhimi watched from below, taken aback, and wanted to stop them but were separated by many distances.

The blade of the sword was about to pierce through Nanli's body, and in mid-air, another figure suddenly appeared.

He raised his sword, and a sonorous hum sounded, and immediately forced the guards back.

The three of them landed on the roof.

Nanli turned his head sideways, saw the person who saved him, and was slightly surprised: "It's you?" ”

It's not who Chongjiu is.

Chongjiu raised his hand slightly, not looking at her, "Why don't you finish drawing the fire extinguishing circle soon?" ”

Nanli didn't have time to think about it, so she hurriedly jumped up again to make up for the last two strokes.

Looking at her vigorous figure, sassy in the wind, the guards frowned, and wanted to rush up and make another killing move.