"You!" Lan Er's eyes widened, he had never seen such a bad person, "If you hadn't returned Shunhua to me, would I have used ghost magic again and again?" You were the one who grabbed people and provoked the battle, and now it's you who let me use less ghost magic, who are you? ”

Qiqi blinked in confusion, her black eyelashes were still trembling, but it was just a matter of facts, why was she still angry.

Although he is the patriarch, he is still just a child after all, after forcing his strong shell to soften, the corners of Lan Er's eyes flashed with crystal tears, and he pleaded in a mournful tone: "Give me back Qi Shunhua, my people are still waiting for me to save it." ”

Lan Er didn't know why she had a trace of trust in the man in black, maybe she had the opportunity to kill the ghosts but just tied them up, and she chose to save her when she had the opportunity to take her own life. Maybe she begged each other with soft means and said her suffering, maybe she could understand.

"How did you learn about this sorcery?" Qiqi was surprised by her attitude, but quickly calmed down, she wanted to take Qi Shunhua from herself.

"A book of ghost magic."

"But it's hard to tell."

"Yes." Lan Er was dumbfounded, and replied with a slight humility.

"I've seen it too, but the above spells are mixed and extremely misleading."

"How is it possible, it is a book written by Yun Nanming, the king of ten thousand ghosts, who is almost as famous as Emperor Ziwei." Lan Er looked like a little fan girl and argued.

"How impossible, even if he writes it, no matter how authoritative the language is, there will be mistakes, and some spells are full of mistakes and omissions."

Lan Er tilted his head, as if he wanted Qiqi to continue.

"You sacrificed Qi Shunhua's blood, just to get pure spiritual power from it, and injected it into the bodies of the dead clansmen, producing a return to light, and when the spiritual power is consumed, they will return to their original state, which is the same as you use yin qi to turn them into blackbirds. Their souls have long entered the underworld, and no matter how good the blood of an ordinary person is, it is impossible for so many living beings to come back from the dead. ”

"Think about it for yourself, even if your spiritual power is exhausted, they will no longer be as feathery and chirping as they used to be." Qiqi locked her eyes and said seriously.

However, Blue Ear's firm belief cannot be shaken by a few words from Qiqi.

Qiqi looked at her deliberately staggered eyes, and said: "Killing a pure yang person, how much sin it will bring you, and how much shock it will bring to the human world, you should know very well." ”

The people of pure yang are the noble people who have been selected by the underworld and the fairy world to be blessed with great goodness, they have done great good in suffering, and they are the light in the turbidity. The purpose of putting it in the world is to increase the atmosphere of harmony and reduce the anger in the world, after all, there are good things that make human beings feel good to be alive.

Qi Qi didn't know anything about the pure yang physique at first, and he saw the Qi family's father and son exuding righteousness many times before he found out, but he didn't expect that the two nobles were born in the Qi family.

Lan Er raised his head, his eyes were firm, and he said: "I know the consequences of this, but the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, as long as I can save those poor clansmen, I am willing to bear all the punishments alone, even if it is the eighteen layers of hell." ”。

"You're the patriarch of the Kingfisher Clan?" Qiqi listened to her determination to die, and couldn't help but feel admiration, looking at her own age, when she didn't fight, she looked like a little girl who didn't know the world, and she could say such righteous and awe-inspiring words.