Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she opened her eyes, and the sparkling eyes were shining brightly, as if they had embedded the most shining things in the world.

"I'm Ah Ling." The woman in red was suspended in the air, the red clothes on her body seemed to be in harmony with her body, and she couldn't see where the dividing line was, with a silver hairpin on her head, red shoes on her feet, and no hands.

"What's going on? This is not my master, where did you arrest my master? Bai Jing tightly grasped the trapped spirit lock and asked anxiously.

"How do I know where your master is, I'm just an object, the object is just a soul, there are so many spirits here, how do I know which one is your master." The red-robed man said scoundrelly inside the trapped spirit lock.

"So you grabbed a random prevarication for me?" Bai Jing looked at the red-robed woman, and his gaze moved sharply to the red-robed man.

"What do you mean by casual? This is the most powerful spirit I have here, I really can't do anything about her, so I handed it over to you, and now you have captured a spirit as your own servant, isn't it a very embarrassing thing? The red-robed man was lying in the trapped spirit lock, quite leisurely, not feeling that he had done anything wrong at all, but a little proud.

"Master, Master, where are you?" Bai Jing grabbed the trapped spirit lock, but he couldn't see anything inside, he was angry, and directly pulled the trapped spirit lock off his body and threw it out.

A large hole was thrown out of the cell, and the trapped spirit lock flew to Bai Jing's body in an instant.

"It's a spiritual thing, you know? If you can break it with a fall like this, then it's not a spiritual thing. The red-robed man said proudly.

Bai Jing came out of the cave just now, flew out, and went all the way to White Mist City.

"Master, you wait for me, I will definitely find you." Bai Jing was running, and there were words on his lips. "Don't follow me." Bai Jing looked to the side, the woman in red was beside Bai Jing like a ghost, no matter how fast Bai Jing flew, the woman in red always followed closely.

"She doesn't understand anything, and she won't recognize anyone but you, unless you take her in again." The red-robed man said proudly, "But with your current skills, I'm afraid you won't be able to put her back in the trapped spirit lock in another twenty years." "Typical ridicule.

Bai Jing closed his mouth and stopped talking, he ran all the way, and it took him two days to come to the White Mist City exhausted.

The pond was still there, and he jumped into it, looking for Hua Chen.

Like last time, there was nothing under the pond, no Hua Chen, not even a shadow.

Coming out of the pond, Bai Jing came to the place where the trapped spirit lock was before, this was originally a pond, and at this time the pond was full of water, and he quickly got into it, no matter how dirty the rain inside was, looking for it inch by inch.

But no, nothing, nowhere and no...... Only there is no ......

"Master...... Where the hell are you? Bai Jing stood in the middle of the pond and shouted to the sky.

In the lock, the red-robed man yawned, although he could see Bai Jing crying, he didn't feel anything.

"You are a séance, how can you let a spirit be your master, now that it's gone, you won't be laughed at by the world." The red-robed man was lying in the trapped spirit lock, his arm on his pillow, trying to be at ease.

Bai Jing grabbed the trapped spirit lock on his waist and slammed it into the wall next to him.

With a bang, a large hole was smashed into the wall, and the trapped spirit lock returned to Bai Jing's waist.

Catch it again, smash it again......

No matter how many times, the Trapped Spirit Lock would always come back instantly, as if it had taken root in Bai Jing's body. And the red-robed man inside slept peacefully, as if he didn't care what would happen to his lair.

When twilight fell, Bai Jing's body was soaked a little swollen, and his right hand was drenched in blood, just because he kept dropping the trapped spirit lock, and the blood stains soaked the trapped spirit lock, emitting a faint golden light.

"Ah......h

Bai Jing felt something strange in his body, and he found that he seemed to see another scene, with countless floating spiritual objects in it.

Flying to the roof, Bai Jing meditated quietly, and the world in the trapped spirit lock was gradually spied out by Bai Jing.

Bai Jing found that he could merge with the trapped spirit lock, and he could count how many spirits were in the trapped spirit lock, what kind of illusion each spirit was made of, and how many of these spirits were wandering in the human world, and he could also know clearly.

"Master is not here." Bai Jing opened his eyes and found that the sky had dawned, but he didn't know whether the news was good or bad for him.

Not in this, it means that it will not dissipate the world in a month, but how should he find her?

The dementor on his wrist fell asleep peacefully, and Bai Jing touched his wrist, "Master, you must still be alive, right?" He muttered to himself, not sure if he was asking himself or something.

The red-robed man lay weakly in the trapped spirit lock, "I didn't expect it to be this way to merge the two into one, and the blood is fused." ”

Bai Jing didn't hear it, he flew away from White Mist City, and saw a lot of changes in the people in White Mist City along the way, people who rarely went out before, now began to walk around the streets and alleys, I don't know if it will become like other cities in the future, free to buy and sell.

"Don't follow me, go and do your own thing." Bai Jing didn't say this to the woman in red a few times, but she was always haunted and always by Bai Jing's side.

"My name is Ah Ling, you can call me Ah Ling, and in the future you will be Ah Ling's master, and Ah Ling will go wherever the master goes." The voice of the woman in red is very crisp, she looks like a country and a city, but her mind is like a three-year-old child.

Bai Jing was irritable, and now Hua Chen couldn't find it, and there was still a spirit by his side, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that it was a scourge.

But when I asked about the contents of the sleepy spirit lock, I was told that I couldn't accept this Ah Ling at all.

"Master, where are you?" Bai Jing shouted at the sky, not knowing where to go to find Hua Chen.

"Hey, you're a séance, it's not good to séance, I'm always thinking about what to do with your master, I believe your master will definitely not die." The red-robed man sat in the trapped soul lock and comforted.

"Séance...... I couldn't do anything without Master by my side. Bai Jing said bitterly, this is a true portrayal of him now, without Hua Chen by his side, he feels like a person who can't do anything.

Just as Bai Jing was standing on the cliff in pain, suddenly, the stone under his feet loosened, it turned out that the whole piece standing under his feet was a huge stone, for some reason, the stone loosened, and the whole piece fell.

Bai Jing, who was standing on top of the stone, was defenseless at all, and by the time he reacted, he had already fallen quickly with the stone.

"Hurry up and use spells, if you fall like this, you'll die." The red-robed man kept swaying up and down with the wind inside the trapped spirit lock, and he stumbled inside, reluctantly saying to Bai Jing.

Bai Jing closed his eyes, feeling the wind passing through the edge of his body, he even thought that it would be better to die like this, because the master was beaten away by him, maybe that palm made Hua Chen disappear, it was not impossible.

"You don't really want to die, do you? Okay, you're dead, you're dead, but can you keep me from falling to the bottom, who can find me in this kind of place? "The red-robed man is already planning for his future, he has been in the White Mist City for a hundred years before he meets a séance who can collect the trapped spirit lock, if this bird doesn't, I don't know when he will meet the next destined person.

There was a river at the bottom of the cliff, Bai Jing fell into it, and at the moment of falling, the woman in red reached out and dragged Bai Jing with a ball of qi, and then let his body fall down.

"Ah Ling, thank you. Or are you beautiful and kind-hearted. The red-robed man found that Bai Jing had not fallen to his death, and he immediately thanked Ah Ling.

Ah Ling looked at Bai Jing lying in the water.

The water here is crystal clear, only up to her ankles, slowly flowing to unknown places, and she can't help but look a little crazy when she sees Bai Jing's delicate facial features, skin that matches her complexion, and a cold face.

As it got dark, Bai Jing opened his eyes, got up, and walked in the direction of the stream, which passed through several valleys and a long black cave, and when he saw the sky again, his eyes suddenly opened up.

Torches shine in a small village, which looks like spring all year round, and is surrounded by many spiritual flowers and fairy grasses.

"It's really a good place to cultivate." The red-robed man sighed.

Bai Jing found a cave in the valley, picked some herbs, refined them into pills, and put them in a porcelain bottle.

Meditate cross-legged without saying a word. The woman in red next to her drew a scoop with a gourd, sat down with Bai Jing, and meditated quietly.

As time passed, there seemed to be no movement in the cave.

It is said that Hua Chen was slapped into the pond by a golden light that day, and the moment she touched the pond, her body rebounded, bounced into the air, and then fell on a family and attached to a pear tree.

The golden light is so domineering that it instantly makes her have no power to resist, but it is not a spell that wants human life, it will only temporarily make the spirit unable to exert ninety percent of the mana, because it is the golden body of the séance, and only the séance master who has subdued a thousand spirits after a hundred years can cultivate into this kind of golden body, which is not easy.

The pear tree is more compatible with Hua Chen, she quietly cultivates in the pear tree, a month has passed in a blink of an eye, her body has recovered, she left the pear tree, wanting to find Bai Jing and ask him what happened.

But she didn't want to find him, and she couldn't feel the lock of the sleepy soul.

Hua Chen floated back to White Mist City, saw that the white mist dissipated here, and knew that this trapped spirit lock was taken, and the perennial white fog in this White Mist City was because of this trapped spirit lock.

Drifting all the way, rootless and nowhere to go, this was Hua Chen's previous life, and she had long been used to it.