In a battle with Yang Yuanzhong, Mo Xiaochuan's side can be described as a complete victory.

The four demons on the opposite side, one died and one fled, and two were taken prisoner, which really insulted the name of the four major adjudication firms.

Of course, it can also be said that they picked the wrong opponent.

On the other hand, on Mo Xiaochuan's side, although the battle damage was not small, at least it was not a broken bone.

Boss Pu's eyes quickly returned to clarity, Mo Xiaochuan and Qin Weiyang were unscathed, the old guy didn't even make a move, the only thing that was a little troublesome was the injury on Sister Chun's body.

The three feathered arrows on his back were stinking to the bone, the strangulation marks on his ankles were stained with dark blood, and the wings on his wings were even more withered.

Mo Xiaochuan didn't know if this was the hardest battle in Sister Chun's life, but there was no doubt that for the time being, Sister Chun would not be able to participate in the subsequent fight.

"Sister Chun, you have a good rest, and then leave it to us. ”

Mo Xiaochuan comforted Sister Chun in a low voice, and the latter nodded weakly and subconsciously sat next to the old guy.

I don't know if it's rubbing the healing aura of the single bracelet under the moon.

With a strange "rustle" sound sounded out of thin air, I saw more than a dozen tree vines dragging a huge body to the entrance of the Xiyou Cave, and at the same time, there was an ethereal spiritual light floating in the sky, the color was a little dim, as if it would be annihilated at any time.

Mo Xiaochuan stepped forward with a smile and said to the fat man lying on the ground, "Lao Wang." ”

Of course, Wang Cijiang was still alive, and he didn't even fall into a coma, and when the vines quietly receded, a fat-headed fish straightened up, stood up and patted his buttocks.

"I said, Xiao Chuan'er, you have learned witchcraft now, and you can control the tree vines?"

In front of Wang Cijiang, Mo Xiaochuan was not very easy to explain the matter of Yingzhao, so he could only say vaguely: "Actually, you don't know, I have druid blood in my body." ”

Lao Wang blinked a pair of small eyes, and for a while he didn't know if Mo Xiaochuan's words were joking, so he could only pick at his armpits with doubts.

"Druid? That's animal control, isn't it? Besides, the system is different!"

Mo Xiaochuan patted Lao Wang's shoulder and looked at Tian Yu's spirit: "Let's not talk about this first, but Brother Ji, what state are you in now? It doesn't look like you came back from the dead, is this your soul? Or has it become some kind of lonely ghost?"

Brother Ji has no expression on his face, or more precisely, he is in this state now, I am afraid that he does not even have emotions.

He just shook his head blankly: "I, I don't know. ”

Very good, whether this is Brother Ji's soul or not, at least this thing can speak.

Mo Xiaochuan turned his head to look at the old guy, wanting an answer, but saw that the old guy spread his hands very irresponsibly.

"Don't look at me, I can't explain it, maybe you can ask Pu Songling?"

Mo Xiaochuan pursed his lips, if he could have asked, he would have asked a long time ago!

The key is that Pu Songling is not in Wanzhou now, and his method of seeing ghosts in his left eye is more like a passive skill no matter how you look at it, if the nearby geismas are unwilling to show up, he has no way to take the initiative to see them.

So the situation is a little awkward now.

Mo Xiaochuan's intuition told him that Brother Ji's current state might not last too long, and if he was allowed to float in the air like this, maybe soon his spirit body would completely dissipate from the world.

"So what, can you ...... Well, for example, can it be attached to other people? I can watch all those ghosts in TV dramas!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience rolled their eyes in unison.

If the things in Nima's TV series can be taken seriously, can it still be called a TV series?

Lao Wang said bluntly: "Why don't you ask him to learn what is written in Xianxia to take the house?"

In the face of Lao Wang's undisguised contempt, Mo Xiaochuan was extremely persistent, he first called Xu Youbin and Ma Hongteng to his side, and then glanced at Brother Ji who was floating in the air.

"Try it. ”

In this regard, Brother Ji didn't feel ashamed anyway, and immediately floated towards Xu Youbin's body.

Xu Youbin, who was controlled by the charm technique, did not struggle at all, and let Brother Ji's spirit body cover his body.

Immediately after, Mo Xiaochuan put his hand into the top hat.

I silently recited four words in my heart.

Resurrection of the soul.

This time, Mo Xiaochuan grabbed a handful of white powder like flour from his hat, Mo Xiaochuan didn't know what this thing was and how to use it, so he could only follow his own understanding, clamped Xu Youbin's chin, directly stuffed most of the powder into it, and then sprinkled the remaining handful on Xu Youbin's body.

"Heavenly Spirit, Earth Spirit, Taishang Laojun is here to manifest!"

Mo Xiaochuan's words once again attracted some contemptuous glances, and then he saw Xu Youbin's eyes roll, and he fell to the ground straight and straight, bleeding to death......

The air was suddenly quiet.

Mo Xiaochuan squatted down a little embarrassed, reached out and probed Xu Youbin's snort, confirming that the other party was really dead.

Wang Cijiang: "......"

Pu Lao: "......"

Old Fellow: "......"

Only the empathetic Qin Weiyang excused Mo Xiaochuan and said: "Anyway, those people already know that he is controlled by us, there is no point in putting him back, it is a waste of food to keep it, and it is better to kill it." ”

Mo Xiaochuan nodded righteously: "Well, I think so too." ”

As he was talking, a dark cloud suddenly drifted from the originally sunny sky, and the rain as thin as a cow's hair fell from the sky, bringing a bone-soaking cold.

The cold wind fell lightly on everyone, but it was like a knife that made people hurt all over their bodies.

Mo Xiaochuan raised his head suddenly, looking at a shadow coming from the depths of the wild forest, his eyes suddenly became solemn.

Boss Pu, Qin Weiyang, and Lao Wang immediately surrounded Mo Xiaochuan like a great enemy, and even the old guy's breathing became silent for three minutes.

The person who came was a little girl who looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, with dark skin and an umbrella in her hand, to cover her from the wind and rain.

No one knew how she got there, as if she was there, or that she should have been there.

Closer, closer.

The little girl's footsteps were not slow, but in a moment, she came less than 100 meters in front of everyone.

It was only at this time that Lao Wang saw clearly that the "umbrella" in her hand was not an umbrella, the umbrella handle was a small snake with the thickness of an index finger, the snake tail was held in the girl's hand, and the snake's head was hidden in the "umbrella surface" and could not be seen.

And the so-called "umbrella surface" is actually a huge turtle shell, with no limbs and head and tail, just like that, it is held in the air by a small snake, which looks somewhat weird.

Of course, that's not the weirdest part.

If you look more closely, in fact, in each of the two ears of the little girl, a brightly colored poisonous snake came out, gently spitting out the letter.

The left ear is a green snake, and the right ear is a red snake, intertwined, colorful, and chilling.

At this moment, there is finally a big man on the stage.

Mo Xiaochuan motioned to Lao Wang and the others to calm down, and then walked up alone.

Because he knows that the other party can't hurt himself.

This is a great demon in the vein of mountains and seas.

From the Rongcheng Adjudication Office.

Concubine Rain.