The situation just now was the same, because the spirit body was not Pei Huan's, so he was bounced away as soon as he touched it. （~

"Sister Ling Wei, this is really yours, if you don't believe it, you can reach out and give it a try." Pei Huan looked at Yu Niansheng who was wearing a red wedding robe next to him, and when he fought just now, he felt that he was already very strong.

Moreover, what he uses doesn't seem to be what he knows**.

The black aura spread throughout his body, and as long as he moved his fingers, he could draw out infinitely powerful power.

The power was black and eerie, not at all like a human being.

Pei Huan secretly speculated that it was possible that Yu Niansheng was not from Lingxiao Country at all.

Or rather, from that place.

In Ling**, there is a mysterious realm - the Netherworld.

No one in it has ever seen it, and he has seen it from ancient books.

It is said that they are snow-white, bloodless, and good at ghostly arts, so they stay in the coffin all year round and rarely wake up.

It is said that the people of the underworld are ageless, true and simple.

But the revenge is very strong, and the strength is also super strong, even the spirit fighters who have reached level ninety in Ling ** can't match it, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser.

This is all Pei Huan's view in the history books, which records a bloody battle between the human race and the netherworld.

At that time, it was the holy elf clan who helped the human race, and the netherworld was driven out of Ling **, and there has been no news since then, and even finally became a legend.

Frowning, Pei Huan looked at Yu Niansheng deeply.

He was cold, his face bloodless, and his face was as white as paper.

But when he spoke, he could feel his innocence, even so gentle with Ling Wei's sister.

It's like a loyal dog man, no matter what Ling Wei's sister says about him, he still won't resist anything.

Thinking like this, Pei Huan was anxious.

Because the legend says that no one in the Netherworld can touch it, because if they want to be strong, they must suck up their spouse's blood and eat their spouse's ** in order to gain great power and become invincible!

If Yu Niansheng is really from the Netherworld, then ...... Ling Wei's sister's situation is in danger!

Could it be that the second master, Dongfang Ran, casually found a man for Ling Wei's sister, but didn't find out that he was not from this world at all?

Pei Huan's mind was wide open, and he was a little flustered.

However, Dongfang Lingwei didn't know these at all, because the history book that Pei Huan read could only be read by people from the royal family.

She looked at the light shield in front of her in a daze, and she couldn't figure it out.

She already has purple spirit grass, why did another spirit come out?

Although, purple spirit grass is plant-based.

It's a waste spirit, but it's much better than some spirits that can't be used as a fight at all!

At least the purple spirit grass made the monkey chirp, didn't it?

However, this light shield is a shrimp thing, how can it be broken like this?

Directly confronting the Golden Iron Fist, this is something that Dongfang Ling Wei can't even think of.

"Lady, I'll just say I didn't lie to you......" Yu Niansheng shrugged, his eyes drooped, looking at the ground, he seemed a little shy, and he didn't know what to say.

I'm afraid that if I speak in a strict tone, it will make the lady feel uncomfortable.

"Shall I touch it?" Dongfang Lingwei said tentatively.

"Okay, okay, don't be afraid, lady, I will protect you!" Yu Niansheng was refreshed, clapped his hands and replied, quite looking forward to it.

Dongfang Ling Wei hesitated for a while, and slowly stretched out her hand, approaching the blue light shield, little by little, closer, closer, closer! -

――Recently, I have had a cold again, woo woo! By the way, this is a book that is changed to a monthly order, and the editor requires it, and Xiaokui can't call the shots, so it should be no problem for everyone to spend ** yuan to read the text a month, right? Alas, I'll hide first, and if you scold, you should scold quickly. And yo, Xiaokui relies on the income from writing books to arrange daily expenses, this is my job, I should have a salary, I hope everyone will set up a field for me! I will definitely write carefully and never irrigate! Boom! Good night! Everyone should go to bed early and wake up early, Hohoho!