"Beauty, happy cooperation."

Jiang Feiyao reached out to shake Shen Lingyin's hand, but Shen Lingyin did not respond.

Instead, he nodded to Jiang Leyi, who was standing next to Jiang Feiyao.

"Let's go first."

Shen Lingyin felt the pain in the meridians all over her body, even though most of it was blocked, it still made her unbearable.

She just wanted to leave and figure out why her body was the way it was.

Wu Xi hugged her tightly and got up, and said goodbye to the two brothers and sisters behind her.

Walking out of Meidu, the fresh air made Shen Lingyin's heart and lungs much more comfortable.

The sky at midnight on the summer solstice, even when it is dark, is exceptionally soft.

After the cold wind, it is a different kind of contrasting comfort.

"Zero sound, what the hell happened just now?"

"I just feel cramping all over my body, and I really can't describe it." The two walked to a stone bridge, and Shen Lingyin leaned weakly against the stone pier, a cold touch spreading around her.

"Thank you."

Shen Lingyin pressed this sentence of thanks in her heart for a long time, and she remembered every time she cared for and stood up.

"Hey, it's okay."

Xiao Bai's face scratched his head a little embarrassed, and the hairstyle fixed by the hairspray was messy by him.

The willow leaves are dashing, the fish shadows are moving or static, and the shimmering river flows quietly.

"I'll go back first, and if there is any movement from Yang Xuan's side, he will transmit the sound to me."

"Okay, don't worry."

Now after this period of time, after hard cultivation day and night, most of the secret method of delusional spirits has been comprehended.

Shen Lingyin patted the shoulder of Wu Xi, his expression was powerless, and after the instructions, he teleported back to the Shen Mansion a few times.

In the elegant and lonely room, Shen Lingyin collapsed on the bed, and waves of pain struck.

The cloth buttons of the cheongsam were unbuttoned by her one by one, and the left fragrant shoulder was unobstructed.

The white skin of Shengxue is particularly conspicuous in the faint light.

"Hiss~"

She only felt her brain buzzing, and this pain in her heart was like a chainsaw sawing into her internal organs.

She shielded this pain for a while, but there was always a time when the shield failed.

You can't sit back like this!

Shen Lingyin's clear intuition felt that this pain was enough to torture her to death.

The brain was forced to spin at a rapid pace.

What's there to get rid of this damn feeling once and for all!

Shen Lingyin suddenly thought of something, ignited a ray of hope, and suddenly excited in his heart!

Yang Yunbi!

Shen Lingyin's mind popped up with this long-lost name, the second aunt is too a demon mage, and she was born in a family of demon mages like the Yang family.

Maybe there's a way to solve it!

Man, even if he is dead...... But that doesn't mean the method will go with it.

Shen Lingyin urgently tidied up his clothes, and landed in the courtyard of the second aunt like a light swallow.

The bleak wind swept up the fallen leaves and dust, and Yang Yunbi's death was obviously a while ago.

Now there is not even a person to clean.

Perhaps because of the resentment, the unsightly window paper was torn by the wind, and the dark red tulle curtains floated in the wind like a devil's claw.

Shen Youche probably came here when he left at the end.

How could she have such a strange idea!

Shen Lingyin felt ridiculous herself, and she didn't have the slightest fear of the scene in front of her.

Back then, in order to make a living, when she was born and died, and her hands were stained with the blood of those innocent people, she was never afraid that lonely ghosts would come to her to ask for her life.

Shen Lingyin wanted to push the door open, but found that the door had already been locked.

The locks were a little rusty, and I think they had been soaked in the rain of the previous days, and they smelled of fishy iron.

In order not to be noticed, she jumped deftly over the windowsill and into the room.

Shen Lingyin raised his hand to support his forehead, and adjusted his pain in place.

Den...... Shen Lingyin walked straight to the innermost room.

To her surprise, sure enough!

It's full of ancient books of spells, but it's in the dark grid.

Shen Lingyin swept his arm, and with a "bang" he pushed the useless miscellaneous books to the ground, and opened the dark grid with a little force.

The shelves of vintage mahogany are filled with books that punish the mysterious antiquity, some well-preserved and of good texture, some of which are scattered and tattered.

Mo Xiang snorted into Shen Lingyin's snort, and her Yuan Shen searched among thousands of ancient books.

Fortunately, Yang Yunbi has made a good label on it, which is very convenient for Shen Lingyin to find.

Those who can use this kind of high-end spell and easily threaten Shen Lingyin's safety must not be ordinary mages or demons.

Cultivation is a million times stronger than all the demons or mages that Shen Lingyin has seen now!

"Detailed explanation of top spells" Yuan Shen found the book with this word, and Shen Lingyin couldn't help but be overjoyed.

She used her spiritual power to lock on to her goal, and let this thick mountain of tome float in front of her.

With urgency, she opened the book.

The eyes were full of traditional characters, of course Shen Lingyin recognized it, and the browsing speed of the beautiful eyes gradually accelerated, and the pages of the book flew and danced.

Every time I turn the page, the disappointment in my heart is aggravated, there are many techniques, and the explanations are very detailed, but there are only a handful of people who can really use them.

Now, Shen Lingyin still hasn't found what she wants, just when she was about to be disappointed.

In the corner of an extremely inconspicuous page, a line of large characters and detailed explanations firmly caught Shen Lingyin's eyeballs, and he could no longer take his eyes away.

"Indigo Spell"

Explanation: This spell is forbidden, please do not use it without careful consideration. The caster's cultivation needs to be three times higher than that of a monster or the same kind, and all the cultivation and spiritual power need to be injected into the natal magic weapon and then refined. In the process of casting this spell, there must be no strong mana to restrain it, otherwise the caster will be destroyed. After casting, the dream of the person who is under the spell is disturbed at first, and then it is manifested as intermittent pain all over the body, and the spirit will be further destroyed, until the person who is under the spell is chronically tortured to death.

Solution: The spellcaster dies, and the spell is solved.

The green white fingertips trembled slightly, Shen Lingyin's eyes were full of disbelief, and he read this paragraph again.

Originally......

She had been under this indigo spell since she frequently dreamed of the warlord on the white horse!

Who the hell has such a grudge against her?

This forbidden technique, since the person who cast the spell on her is ready to die with her.

Shen Lingyin, who had always made a move without thinking and cut her life like a mustard, was dumbfounded, a cultivator who was three times higher than her cultivation!

How do you kill him?

This is even more difficult than ascending to the sky, the book is such an understatement portrayal, but she can't even find out who this person is!

Shen Lingyin unwillingly flipped down a few pages, trying to find another way to solve it, but this was the only solution.

The heart, like a boulder that has been extremely heavy, is overwhelmed.

For the first time, she felt so lost, how should Shen Lingyin complete her next mission?