Chapter 421: Whose Shadow

"Are you there?"

On the top of the burial mountain, the young lady who had been standing for a long time asked again.

Unfortunately, there was no response, so under the puzzled gaze of everyone, he turned around and swept north. However, he left a sentence, "Please tell him that I have been here".

This sentence made everyone even more confused and inexplicable.

"Who is this woman? I can't believe that she was born with such a face. ”

Someone couldn't help but exclaim.

Not only who, but almost the entire Bocheng and Burial Mountain were amazed by the bright red woman, and even felt that she could press the sword and fall into the city......

At this time, everyone was curious, and they didn't know who the bright red woman was looking for.

Jian Yage frowned and looked to the north.

Who is this woman?

She asked, too, but there was no answer.

Moreover, what does the other party mean by "who do you want to kill"?

But at this time, Jian Yage's heart was shocked, and he couldn't believe it, looking at the north, how could this be possible? The whole world didn't know, how did the other party know? Could it be that the "you" that the other party said was canonized?

On the shore of the spiritual water.

Feng Qingyan has been sitting here for the fifth day.

He didn't know that the little lady was looking for him, and if he knew, he might have seen him.

Now that he is walking the world as a white-clothed gentleman, it seems that he is no longer Feng Qingyan, even if someone familiar sees him, they will not know that he is Feng Qingyan......

There seems to be a mysterious power that shields the heavens.

Let the world not speculate.

"Chu Ci, can you walk around and exude some soul breath slightly?"

Feng Qingyan thought for a while.

He couldn't wait forever, the mountain ghost could afford it, but he couldn't afford to wait. Therefore, he can only take the initiative to attack and let the river soul lure out the mountain ghosts......

"Okay. ”

River Soul said without hesitation.

It believes that Feng Qingyan is the white-clothed monarch, so the white-clothed monarch can suppress the "taboo", and it will not be in danger.

Besides, it doesn't want the mountain ghost to be in the dark and keep an eye on it.

At this time, the river soul immediately left the Lingshui River and appeared in the air, slightly emitting some soul breath, so that the mountain ghost could feel it clearly.

However, instead of attracting the mountain ghosts, they attracted others.

"River Soul?"

"It seems to have the breath of a river soul. ”

Not long after, someone outside the spiritual water hid and felt the breath of the river soul, and immediately became extremely excited.

"Yes, it's indeed the breath of the river soul. ”

"Chase. ”

"If you can capture the river soul......"

Outside the Lingshui River, several carriages were speeding away, chasing towards the place where the river soul breath emanated. Soon after, they chased after the Lingshui River, and immediately got out of the carriage and stared at the Lingshui River to observe, and it seemed that they did feel the difference in the Lingshui River.

"Lingshui River has the education of the Burial Mountain Academy, the influence of the Junzi Bridge, and the tree of enlightenment, which is not surprising that the soul of the river can be born. There is a young literati, "However, the river soul is good at hiding, I'm afraid it won't be easy to catch." ”

"Definitely. ”

Someone nodded, frowned, and said, "Moreover, the river soul is more difficult to capture than the mountain soul." ”

"Hey, it seems that the river soul has left the water, you can sense it carefully, is it the river soul leaving the water?" said a middle-aged literati in surprise, "If the river soul had not left the water, the soul breath would not have been so clear, and it would be impossible for us to sense the ......."

"Possibly. ”

"It's strange, the river soul is naturally timid, why would he leave the water?"

"Who knows, maybe it's out to breathe. A literati smiled, then sensed it carefully, and then pointed downstream, "It seems to be downstream, and the distance should not be very far." As long as we quietly touch it and chain it to the surface of the river, the river soul will no longer be able to escape into the spiritual water, and can only be captured alive by us. ”

At this moment the carriage sped downstream, but soon after it got out of the carriage and carefully touched it.

"Brother Chen, are you ready to 'draw the ground as a prison' supernatural power?" a literati reminded, "This river soul may have just been born consciousness, as long as we are careful, we can capture it......"

"Ready. ”

Brother Chen nodded.

"Good. ”

Several literati said with some joy.

"Painting the ground as a prison" is one of the most famous supernatural powers of Legalism, and it is powerful. Even if you are one level higher, you may be hit and trapped all of a sudden......

But at this moment, behind them, a shadow appeared.

This shadow didn't want to pay attention to them, but when he heard that they were going to capture the river soul, he immediately became furious.

The river soul is its prey, how can it be peeped at?

"Brother Chen, is there something behind us? Why do I always feel that something is wrong, and my heart is beating a little hard?" said a literati with a straight brow, "I feel that something ominous has happened to us. ”

"Yes, I also feel as if something is following us. ”

Someone was shocked and turned back suddenly.

But I didn't see anything, and I wondered if I was delusional.

At this time, everyone was shocked, because they all had an ominous feeling, as if they were being targeted by a terrifying existence.

"Is it a monster?"

A literati was shocked, and his face became a little pale.

"It can't be a monster, a monster only appears in the magic night. ”

Brother Chen immediately shook his head.

"It's a monster that may be mutated, so maybe it's going to be able to walk away from the magic night......"

Before the literati could finish speaking, he slowly fell to the ground, already a dead corpse.

His soul is gone.

This shocked everyone, and it seemed that they hadn't figured it out yet, so they hurriedly stepped forward to help, only to find that the other party was dead.

"What's going on?"

A literati said in horror, and suddenly took a few steps back, "Why did Brother Luo die for no reason?

Empty shells?

When everyone heard this, they immediately felt that the dead Brother Luo really seemed to be an empty shell.

The soul seems to have been eaten by some monster.

This suddenly made their scalps tingle and their hearts panicked.

It's daytime, not night, how can there be a terrifying monster?

"Light up the light. ”

Brother Chen said immediately, and a divine light suddenly burst out from his body.

When the divine light enveloped everyone, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what kind of monster it was, Wenguang could play a big role, especially when the magic night came.

Wenguang is simply a life-saving light.

But at this time, there was a literati who slowly fell, as if only an empty shell remained, which made the faces of Brother Chen and the others change greatly.

How is this possible?

How can there be monsters who are not afraid of Wenguang?

"Shadow!"

Some literati pointed out in horror that there was a faint shadow in the light of the text.

It seems that it was the shadow that ate the soul of the literati.

This shadow was not afraid of the literati at all, but walked towards them step by step. As he approached, he bit down on their heads, and one of them slowly collapsed.

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