Halloween has arrived, and people have been busy preparing for sacrifices since the daytime, and the whole town is filled with the atmosphere of fear of ghosts and gods, which seems a little ironic, maybe this is Ye Gong Haolong.

People will always grovel to what they are afraid of or people, and the weakness of human nature is vividly reflected around Halloween. March 3rd is the day when the rumored ghosts go down the mountain, and although the Shura Hall disappeared after the Great War of the Worlds, people always feel that there are still some little ghosts who have escaped, most of them have entered the ghosts, and some are scattered all over the world, waiting for the March 3rd when the yin qi is the heaviest to come out and eat people. In short, the people depicted the sound and color, and gradually people also believed, scared, and began to worship their ancestors on this festival, and by the way, they sacrificed to the little ghosts who came and went.

Today is a simple day for Shen Sangsang, since dawn in the morning, her back is like being cut by an axe over and over again, and the pain that pierces her heart makes her faint several times. Liang Yiwei told her that he had seen all the hundred demon records in the world, saying that he had never seen a half-demon whose wings were broken and grew back in the future, but seeing that the wing bones behind her had faint signs of new life, it was very unusual, and she naturally had to endure all kinds of torture, just like a phoenix nirvana.

Shen Sangsang wasn't quite sure that her wings would grow, but she had experienced so much pain, and she hoped it was true.

Liang Yiwei has been guarding Shen Sangsang's bedside since last night, and he has not closed his eyes all night. Shen Sangsang always leaned on the bed, her smooth forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, her face was very pale, her lips were bloodless, and her whole body was still trembling, like a person who had crawled out of hell.

Seeing that the night was coming, Shen Sangsang asked Liang Yiwei to take her to the suburbs and put her next to an old tree, she leaned on the tree weakly like this, and said to him: "Stay away from me, I'm afraid that I will be in pain when the time comes, and the power in my body will be released and hurt you." You know...... I...... I won't recognize you by then. ”

Liang Yiyu looked at her with his arms crossed, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he turned around and walked into the distance: "If you are really uncomfortable, call me, I have pills and water to replenish qi and blood here." I'm not going far, it's here, don't worry. ”

Shen Sangsang no longer had the strength to speak, she just nodded, and she wasn't sure if Liang Yiyu, who had turned her back, had noticed that her hands were clenched into fists, and there seemed to be a red line flowing in the meridians on the back of her hand. The air pressure around her was extremely low, everything was eerily quiet, and the cold air emanating from her body was more frightening than the cold wind in winter, revealing a sense of oppression that came from nowhere.

The wing bones behind her were about to move, Shen Sangsang had to use her hands to support the ground tightly, and the sharp stones on the ground pierced her hands very painfully, but fortunately, she was able to transfer the sharp pain in her back.

Beads of sweat kept falling down her cheeks, wetting her clothes, she closed her eyes in pain, her lips had been bitten by her, and a lot of blood was oozing, and in an instant the wind was fierce, as if to break all the trunks around her, and the leaves rattled, as if she was howling.

"Ahh ...... "With the rapid growth of the wing bones behind her, a pair of white wings broke through her clothes and showed, waving constantly, the thick body of the hundred-year-old tree behind her was impacted by the strong force of the instant burst of wings, and it was broken alive, and the body of the tree was shocked dozens of meters away, alarming thousands of birds and beasts in the forest. Shen Sangsang always closed his eyes, blood overflowed from the corners of his lips, dripping down his chin and onto his clothes, and his clothes were dyed red.

Liang Yiyu, who was not far away, immediately turned around and wanted to go forward to support her, but found that there was a barrier around her, which was so hard that he couldn't take a step forward. He could only stand not far away and watch Shen Sangsang in pain.

It had never been seen before, the barrier was harder than he could have imagined, and even from a distance, he could still feel the air pressure inside through the barrier—enough to suffocate. It's just that this is not the most painful time.

After a while, Shen Sangsang slowly opened her eyes, she bent down weakly, and spat out a mouthful of blood. The wings behind him swayed slightly, and then began to burn inch by inch from the tips of the wings, like the Manju Sawa planted next to the Hell Bridge to the Dead, bright red and blazing eyes.

She bit her lower lip and forced herself not to make a sound, the heart-eating pain of the ants made her no longer have the strength to scream, she remembered the way her sister was tied to a pillar and burned her wings alive, what kind of pain was that? She told herself countless times in her heart that she must hold on, if she can't bear it, then how can she help her sister avenge?

When the flames burned to the end of the wings, they were already covered with ashes, and only a crisp "click" was heard, and the wing bones were broken. Shen Sangsang collapsed to the ground as if relieved, and the red threads in the meridians gradually faded until they disappeared. The barrier burned out like paper, the air pressure rose, and everything returned to calm. Liang Yiwei hurriedly rushed to Shen Sangsang, took off his coat and wrapped the thin person, and gently hugged her in his arms. He could feel her weakness, and her breath was very weak at this time, as if she would lose her breath if she was not careful. At this time, she must be empty of blood and energy, Liang Yiyu reached out and wiped the sweat beads on her forehead and the blood stains on the corners of her lips with her sleeve, took out a high-grade qi tonifying pill from the Baiji bag and fed her to eat, and fed her some flower dew, feeling that her breath slowly returned to normal, so he gently hugged her horizontally, jumped over, and rushed to the inn.

......On the way back to the inn, Shen Sangsang suddenly reached out and grabbed his collar tightly, muttering softly, as if he had had a nightmare.

Liang Yiyu was like her car, and gradually felt that her neck was tired and panicked, as if she was about to suffocate, so she hurriedly found a place to put her down, broke her hand with her hand, and then gasped: "Are you going to kill me?!" Look at you so weak, why are your hands so strong?! ”

Shen Sangsang, who was leaning on him with half of his body, frowned, still whispering something in his mouth. Liang Yiyu sighed, his heart was mixed, but he was not angry, and returned to the inn with her in his arms, and put her firmly on the bed.

Looking at Shen Sangsang who was sleeping in front of him, Liang Yiyu relieved himself, he paced to the window and stood there, looking at the dead street, and said to himself: "I don't know where grandpa is now." He glanced back at Shen Sangsang, blew out the lamp, and leaned out of the window, ready to find some clues about the person who killed her sister.

At that time, when he rescued Shen Sangsang, he obviously felt a different aura on that person's body, that aura was not like the taste of an ordinary low-level soul fighting master, but a little like the taste of a person in a sect, judging by his age and grade, he should be a low-level teacher in a certain sect. If the sect is involved at this time, it will be a little tricky. If you rashly kill him, the sect will definitely pursue it, and if you want to take revenge, you can only find another way.

Perhaps, you can go to the Mesin Pavilion to buy some news. The Mestic Pavilion is set up on various continents, and there is a lot of information in the Mestic Pavilion, which is priced according to the value of the letter, and is not afraid that the identity of the seeker will be known, and the confidentiality work is very good. And the Mi Xin Pavilion is neutral among the sects on all continents, providing information to all parties, whether it is right or evil, as long as there is money, it is king. Therefore, there will be many killers on the rivers and lakes who go to the secret letter pavilion to buy information about the person they want to kill. There were once decent people who were not accustomed to the style of the Secret Letter Pavilion, and thought that the Secret Letter Pavilion indirectly aided and abused, and gathered many powerful soul masters to eradicate the Secret Letter Pavilion, but the last one alive did not come out, which shows that the mystery of the Secret Letter Pavilion is far from the collection of information from all over the world, and there are other powerful forces behind it. After this battle, no one dared to provoke the Secret Pavilion, and the prestige of the Secret Pavilion was resounding even in the most advanced Gods and Demons Continent, and no one dared to infringe on it.

Liang Yiwei took advantage of the night to rush to the secret letter pavilion, was taken by the gatekeeper, just walked to the vermilion gate, the door "creaked" and opened without pushing, Liang Yiwei walked in alone, the moment he entered the door, the door behind him closed by itself. What catches your eye is the magnificent roofless attic, you can't look up or look around, there are countless red cabinets inlaid on the four walls, and the strings of spirit bottles that fall from the endless place in the center are flashing with strong light, as if this thing illuminates the entire Mi Xin Pavilion, making the Mi Xin Pavilion as bright as day. Obviously, this is an exotic space set up by the pavilion master, as for the exotic space, I am afraid that there are few people in the whole world who can do it, and this ability to mobilize space requires a ridiculously high level of soul power.

The gatekeeper of the Secret Chamber and the confessor inside were wearing masks, so that people could not see their faces clearly, and their voices were low, as if each voice was exactly the same. When he came to the letter exchange office in the center, the confessor calmly asked: "Once the message of the secret letter pavilion is sold, it will not be returned, and the information you want will be said." ”

"I'm looking for someone, a low-level soul fighting master who mixed in the people in the forest of Chen Qi Town six years ago." Liang Yiwei replied.

The confessor nodded stiffly, turned around, stretched out his left hand, and muttered something as if it were not human language, and after a while, the door of tens of thousands of cabinets opened, and an envelope floated out of it, which swayed into the left palm of the confessor's left hand. The confessor turned his head and said, "Three spirit stones." ”

Liang Yiyu took out three spirit stones from his waist and put them on the counter, and the confessor handed the envelope to him, then accepted the spirit stones, and then stared at the door silently.

Liang Yiwei, who got the envelope, walked out of the secret letter pavilion, opened the envelope in his hand, and when he finished reading the letter, the paper spontaneously ignited and turned into ashes. Liang Yiyu nodded slightly, and said in a low voice: "It's really good." ”

Unexpectedly, that Soul Fighting Master turned out to be a junior teacher in the Qingshu Sect among the three major sects in the Bingzhou Continent, and these three major sects are in the same spirit, I am afraid that it will be even more difficult to kill him.

In the Ying Chengju restaurant of the Gods and Demons Continent, the man in a black costume has a half-open placket, his bony fingers are supporting his head, leaning on the soft couch, a pair of phoenix eyes are full of coolness, a black hair is half tied with a white hosta, and the rest half hangs down on the clothes, and a pair of thin lips on the well-defined face are slightly pursed, and the look is not visible. He is about twenty years old, and he is a handsome young man, but he exudes a cold aura as if to say that no one should enter.

There was a knock on the door, and with a random wave of the man's other hand, the door opened, and a masked man walked in, and the door closed automatically. When the masked man saw the man, he knelt on one knee, clasped his hands into fists and saluted, and then respectfully reported the news he had received: "I heard the report from the Mixin Pavilion that someone has come to inquire about the incident in Chen Qizhen six years ago. ”

"Oh?" When he heard this, a glimmer of light flashed in his phoenix eyes, and the corners of his lips rose slightly, as if he was in a good mood, "Where are they now?" ”

"Back to the pavilion master, the person has returned to Chen Qi Town, it is said that the two of them disappeared in the years they were in the ghost." The masked man replied.

The man narrowed his eyes: "Ghost? He glanced at the masked man, "You go down and keep watching." ”

"Yes." The masked man got up and saluted again, then pushed out the door, and gently closed the door, for fear that something would go wrong.

The man lying on the soft floor stood up, slowly walked to the table, reached out and took the white jade glass cup on the table, poured a glass of wine, took a wine glass and shook it gently, and then drank it all: "It's time to meet you, little girl." ”

He wondered why he couldn't find out the slightest bit about her, not even the people around her. Now, someone has sent it to the door themselves. He squinted and looked at the green mountains outside the building, his eyes full of smiles: "A little girl who can't even know the slightest bit about her should have a lot of secrets, right?" "In his boring life, maybe a little bit is about to change.