As if sensing that there was someone in his house, Ye Ting opened his closed eyes. The red light around him disappeared in an instant, and the person fell back to the ground from the suspended state.

Ye Ting first looked around the room, and there was nothing unusual.

"Why can you feel that there are people when there is no one?" Ye Ting was puzzled, and there was a trace of doubt in his heart.

Ye Ting was pacing in the room while thinking, completely unaware that Fang Xiaoqian, who was invisible, was behind him. Ye Ting took a step forward, and Fang Xiaoqian followed suit. That's it, walking around the house.

I don't know how many laps I walked, Ye Ting stopped, and suddenly walked backwards and walked away, Fang Xiaoqian, who was invisible behind him, never expected that Ye Ting, who was defenseless and was walking backwards, was really stepped on his feet heavily.

"Hey, hey, you, an alchemy demon exterminator, don't take a good road, you have to walk backwards, you can really step on it! I can be stepped on by you even if I am invisible, is it intentional? ”

The invisible Fang Xiaoqian sat on the ground in pain and couldn't help but muttering and cursing. She tried to pull her foot out from under Ye Ting's feet, but Ye Ting stepped on her feet and didn't move.

Ye Ting felt as if he was stepping on something under his feet, and when he looked down, his feet were empty. After thinking about it, he pointed his hand at his feet, and a very short blue light appeared, flying towards his feet, and in a moment a wisp of blue smoke came out of his feet, and after the blue smoke dissipated, a small pool of rainbow-like liquid appeared on the ground.

Seeing this, Ye Ting was about to bend over to take a closer look, but he felt a gust of wind passing by him.

"Seven-colored blood?" Ye Ting wondered how the legendary seven-colored blood could appear here.

"Suffered, the wind just now?"

Ye Ting reacted immediately, quickly ran to the window, and looked out. I saw a colorful light faintly visible in the thick black night fog, like a meteor falling in a certain direction.

Ye Ting looked at the fading light and sighed helplessly.

"What do you say? Your dzi has reappeared? In Ye Ting's body? An Yawen bandaged the wound on Fang Xiaoqian's foot while listening to Fang Xiaoqian's story.

"Isn't it true that the dzi can return to its owner by itself? Why did it follow into his body? Fang Xiaoqian asked very puzzled.

An Yawen and Fang Xiaoqian looked at their senior brother Lu Ze who was standing on the side, wanting to hear what he had to say.

"It's really weird, and I can't figure out what's wrong. Dzi recognizes the Lord, this is something that every spirit demon who cultivates in Tianyu Mountain understands. The only way to say it is that when you were on the zenith peak of Tianyu Mountain, the dzi you were born may have been mixed with someone else's dzi. The days have passed, and your original dzi nature has been covered to recognize the Lord. ”

"How is that possible? Fortunately, I have been cultivating for 300 years to produce a dzi, how did I end up making a wedding dress for someone else? Hearing this, Fang Xiaoqian complained, unwillingly unwilling in her heart, the dzi was so cheap Ye Ting.

"How many times have I told you that you are not allowed to use immortal power, and you are not allowed to use spiritual magic!"

"Why don't you listen, girl?"

"You ......"

Senior brother Lu Ze started another lecture from the other party's Xiaoqian, Fang Xiaoqian knew that this training should be endless, and hurriedly glanced at senior sister An Yawen.

"Okay, Brother Lu Ze, Xiao Qian knows that she is wrong, so don't say it again, she will go back to school in a while!" An Yawen dissuaded Lu Ze, looked at Fang Xiaoqian, and spoke to Fang Xiaoqian with his lips.

"You go first, and then I'll go find you." Fang Xiaoqian understood, got up and bowed to Senior Brother Lu Ze and Senior Sister An Yawen, and then said:

"Thank you, senior brother, senior sister, tomorrow I have to run and exercise in the morning, I have to rush back to school, and the instructor will check the night in a while. Don't stay long, you guys should rest early! With that, he turned and opened the door and left.

"This, this, I didn't scold her much, Yawen, is your junior sister angry with me?" Lu Ze thought that he had overtrained her, which made Xiao Nizi angry.

Fang Xiaoqian limped back to the dormitory apartment, but unexpectedly bumped into Instructor Ye Ting who was checking the night at the door of the apartment.

I saw Instructor Ye Ting with a cold face, and his eyes slanted at Fang Xiaoqian, who was limping slowly up the steps.

Fang Xiaoqian knew that she couldn't avoid this questioning, so she obediently walked in front of Ye Ting, lowered her head slightly, and didn't dare to look directly at Ye Ting's gaze.

"Do you know to come back? Hand me in the review book tomorrow morning! The cold voice and the words that came out also had a cold taste.

Fang Xiaoqian felt a little surprised, she thought she would hear a lot of admonitions, but she didn't expect it to be over with just a review book.

"Just, just review the book?"

"Could it be that you will add five more laps, no, ten laps? Are you satisfied? Ye Ting said as he moved his gaze to Fang Xiaoqian's feet.

"No, no, no, the review book is enough!" Fang Xiaoqian hurriedly responded.

"What's wrong with your feet?" Only then did Ye Ting notice that Fang Xiaoqian had one foot that was sticking to the ground with a tip, feeling a little weird.

"It's okay, I just accidentally broke my foot, it's okay, thank you Instructor Ye!" As soon as Fang Xiaoqian finished speaking, she hurriedly walked into the door of the dormitory apartment with one leg and one jump.

After checking the night, Ye Ting, who was lying back on the bed, was thinking about the strange things that happened tonight. I always felt that this Fang Xiaoqian was familiar, and she seemed to have seen it somewhere, but she couldn't remember anything.

Ten years ago, when he was fighting with the blood spirit, he was accidentally injured, which greatly damaged his vitality and caused him to lose part of his memory. In the past ten years, there has always been a part of his memory that is blank, which makes his heart feel like a fish in his throat.

Ye Ting, who was thinking about his thoughts, couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, so he got up and took out an old iron box from under the bed. When he opened the box, he pulled out a small box in the shape of a long strip.

The small box was opened, and inside was a small wooden fan the size of a palm, which was very delicate, and it was the Linglong fan!

Ye Ting took out the Linglong Fan from the box, put the Linglong Fan on the palm of his hand, and in a moment the Linglong Fan opened the fan by itself like a peacock opening the screen. The fan gradually shows the picture of the fight ten years ago:

In the shadow of the sword and sword, the blood spirit move was fatal, forcing Ye Ting to gradually lose his ability. Seeing the murderous blood spirit in front of him falling from the sky again, using pieces of dementors to shoot towards him, Ye Ting saw this and immediately picked up the gossip sword to block it, blocking a few dementors, but there were still missing dementors flying against his scalp, scratching a shallow wound.

A faint feeling struck, Ye Ting's body shook, he didn't expect the power of the soul dart to be so great, it can be seen that if he was hit on his body, it would be really unimaginable.

For a thousand years, the blood spirit has been the target of the Demon Slayer Clan's slaughter, passed down from generation to generation, until it reached his Ye Ting's generation: the one hundred and eighth generation!

Therefore, killing the blood spirit is the goal of his Ye Ting in this life!

"Your demon slayer clan is too deceitful, it's been a thousand years, and you've been chasing and killing me, you are really patient!" The blood spirit yelled at Ye Ting.

The blood spirit's absolutely cold face had a pair of bewildering blue eyes, if it weren't for the hair composed of small snakes spitting snake hyacinths, it would make people panic. In fact, it can be regarded as a beauty that came out of an ancient painting!

"If you want to resurrect the sealed Ancient Demon Caracal, we and the Demon Slayer Clan will never sit idly by! If you don't get rid of it for a day, it will be a great trouble! Ye Ting said angrily at the blood spirit, and once again swung the gossip sword towards her.

"Hmph, even you, a little mortal, want to destroy me, it's too self-defeating!" As soon as the words fell, the thin snakes on their heads flew towards Ye Ting like detached arrows. Suddenly, Ye Ting's body was crawling with dense small snakes.

At this moment, the exquisite fan floated out of his arms, flashing with golden light, gradually becoming larger, and the fan surface was also opening little by little. Later, it turned into a giant fan, and when it was fanned at Ye Ting, a violent storm arose, and I saw that Ye Ting's body was fanned with small snakes without a trace.

"Linglong fan? The exquisite fan is an ancient artifact, how can it be in the hands of a mortal in you? The blood spirit was shocked when he saw the Linglong fan appear.

I saw that the Linglong fan changed Fang Tong and fanned towards her, and another storm arose. Seeing that the situation was not good, the blood spirit turned into a puff of black smoke and quickly dissipated in seconds along the direction of the wind. As the black smoke dissipated, a bead glowing red appeared in front of Ye Ting's eyes and slowly flew in his direction.

Ye Ting stretched out his hand to catch the red bead flying towards him and looked at it carefully. A small red bead slowly emerged as a young girl's face......

"So it was her? No wonder it looks so familiar? Seeing this, Ye Ting closed the Linglong fan and put it back in the small box.

"Blood Spirit? Dzi? Fang Xiaoqian? What exactly is the connection? Three big question marks appeared in Ye Ting's mind.