Qing Lang looked at Tang Luo in a daze, seeing that the other party was like slapping a child, slapping the powerful and invincible demon in her mind.

The demon was in the hands of the other party, from struggling endlessly, slowly turning into powerless resistance.

Until now, it has been unable to maintain even its basic form, and has turned into a mass of substance similar to a black mist.

It constantly shifts in the form of a human, a fleeting beast, and a surging mist.

But Qinglang had a strange feeling.

It was the "little girl" who began to become pure in the other party's slapping, as if the impurities on her body had been eliminated, and it gave her a feeling of washing away the lead.

It's just that without the "package" of those impurities, it has become extremely weak and weak.

"That's pretty much it."

Tang Luo whispered, and finally withdrew his hands.

The little girl in front of her was already a black aura less than the size of a fist, and a canine face could be faintly seen.

There was no room for grinning at Tang Luo, so he followed his instinct and slowly flew in one direction.

"It's none of your business."

Don Luo turned.

Untied the rope around the sluggish Qinglang's neck, thought about it, and took the skull anyway, just in case.

Tang Luo took two quick steps and caught up with the slow black aura.

The so-called fox dead head hill.

In this state of almost being beaten to death by Tang Luo, the little girl who originally followed her instincts will continue to follow her instincts.

Do your best to get to your "hometown".

If it weren't for the skull in Tang Luo's hand, then it must be where the real skull was.

The current situation basically verifies Tang Luo's conjecture.

The little match girl, instead of floating into the skull in his hand, is heading to her true "hometown".

Once the true skull is found, the mission is complete.

Of course, Tang Luo's way of accomplishing this is undoubtedly quite evil, and it is not worth learning from the majority of gods and demons.

The speed of this black aura is not fast, and while it is "fluttering", it is constantly escaping a trace of breath, disappearing and invisible.

A look like you can burp anytime and anywhere.

made Tang Luo regret a little that he had fought a little too much and heavier just now. It feels like I'm going to die before I really reach my destination.

This does not bode well.

Is it possible to use merit jade lotus to treat? But merit jade lotus is not omnipotent.

For this kind of soul that has been contaminated with a lot of resentment, the healing effect is greatly reduced. If it is forced, it may nourish resentment and lead to evil things.

When the time comes, maybe even the instinct to go home will be worn out. Only "eating" remains, and there are thoughts such as "destruction" and "destruction".

"There it is."

Tang Luo stopped, turned around, and looked at Qing Lang, who had been following behind him since just now.

"Amitabha." Tang Luo shouted a Buddha horn, "What does the female bodhisattva do with the poor monk?" ”

"My ...... Something, give it back to me. Qinglang said.

Her Heavenly Crystal Flowing Frost, as well as her close-fitting jade pendant, are still on this monk.

"These two things are related to poor monks." Tang Luo smiled, very unbeaten.

It's a pity that Qinglang couldn't beat him, so he could only grit his teeth and say: "They are mine, and I have done what you want me to do." ”

"Oh, that's true." Tang Luo nodded, "In this way, the female bodhisattva does the poor monk a favor, how about the poor monk return them to you?" ”

"What's the busy?"

Qinglang asked.

Tang Luo pointed to her chest.

"Don't think! You, monk! Qinglang willow eyebrows are upside down.

"Alas, if time does not allow, the poor monk will be a female bodhisattva, and you will recite a mantra to purify your heart and wash away your inappropriate evil thoughts." Tang Luo said, "The poor monk wants your blood. ”

Qinglang's heart ached, and he almost vomited blood to him now.

"Okay."

She lowered her head and pressed hard against the wound that Tang Luo had scratched. Blood slowly seeped out of it.

"That's not how you give it, take some blood that blends into your own power, give it." Tang Luo pointed to the "little girl" who had drifted away.

The blood, essence, and spirit of a cultivator are the real nourishment for the "little girl". It can be regarded as a "fine food" in "blood food".

The little match girl wanders around Ansan City, selling matches, in addition to the instinct of "picking up sticks", also follows her instinct of "eating to survive".

There is a green lang this mobile blood bag in. Basically, you don't have to worry about dying before you reach your destination.

Tang Luo believed that even if the real skull was not in Ansan City, it would not be too far from here.

As for why Don Luo didn't come by himself.

The reason is simple.

The void is not replenished, it cannot be consumed, and it is burned when it is touched.

The snake wants to swallow the elephant, and the only consequence is to kill itself.

With Qinglang's "help", the little girl who was originally dying suddenly returned to the light, a little more condensed, and the speed was much faster.

Of course, a slap from Tang Luo is indispensable in the process to help "sober up".

In the silent night, the two white-clothed men followed a cloud of black qi and slowly walked in Ansan City.

A full hour.

Tang Luo followed the little girl to the vicinity of Anping Lake.

Because of the painting boat, the original situation of singing every night no longer exists. It is estimated that it will last for ten days and half a month before it slowly recovers.

The current silence is convenient for Tang Luo to find the skull.

However, before the skull could be found, Tang Luo met an old man.

Dong Yuan.

After saying goodbye five days ago, Dong Yuan disappeared without a trace. Tang Luo asked the Lu family to help find it.

It's a pity that there is no gain, and I don't know if it was because the relationship between the light opening talisman made the Lu family deliberately slack, or if Dong Yuan hid well.

I didn't expect to see it here again.

Yes, Qinglang was in a coma for a lot longer than he thought.

The moment he saw Tang Luo, Dong Yuan was immediately vigilant and ready to flee.

She didn't know how strong this Xuanzang monk was, but she remembered very well the terrible little match girl she met that day.

The fact that the other party is not dead proves that he has enough strength to escape from the little match girl.

This strength is not as good as Dong Yuan, who escaped because of good luck.

"It's you." Tang Luo glanced at Dong Yuan.

"I know some clues, and we can work together." Dong Yuan said.

She didn't appear here to "relive old dreams".

But these days and nights of investigation, combined with the information revealed to her by Ma Qiang and Zhang Wen, finally found some clues.

Tang Luo turned his head to look at the lake.

The "little girl" has drifted towards the center of the lake.

Dong Yuan followed Tang Luo's line of sight and vaguely saw a black substance.

What is that?

She had some doubts in her heart, and she heard Monk Xuanzang say: "Qinglang, if you capture this person, we will be completely cleared." ”

It was not said to her, but to another woman.

"Me? Right now? Qinglang looked at Tang Luo.

She's badly injured, and she's basically in a state of helplessness now.

How do you go about capturing someone alive?

"Well, now." Tang Luo urged the merit jade lotus and consumed some of the merit power.

In just a few breaths, Qinglang's injuries recovered a lot.

At the same time, a small sword was thrown over, and Qing Lang instinctively took it.

Looking at the Tianjing Flowing Frost in his hand full of cracks, Qing Lang was distressed, and looked at Dong Yuan again and said, "Offended." ”

"Look for death!"

Dong Yuan's eyebrows were upside down.

This monk's strength is indeed good. This monk, is he really thinking of himself as a big man? Just send a weak native, and you have to capture yourself alive?

It's ridiculous!

The invisible deadly poisonous mist has begun to be slowly released.

Qing Lang frowned, as if he had noticed something, and looked at Tang Luo, only to find that the monk had already wandered into the lake.

The little girl also disappeared, and most of them also entered Anping Lake.

Moonlight shines on the calm surface of the lake.

The lake was pitch black, and it was almost impossible to see.

Tang Luo floated in the lake, and the clothes on his body emitted a faint golden light, cutting off the surrounding lake.

He slowly descended to the bottom of the lake and walked in the direction of the "little girl".

Not much.

Tang Luo saw the "little girl" enter the mud at the bottom of the lake.

Tang Luo walked a few steps quickly, and with a palm in the air, the huge force dissipated the lake and the surrounding silt.

On the surface of the lake, which was originally calm, a wave rolled and made a "whooshing" sound of water.

The surging waves slapped on the shore, wetting Dong Yuan, making her look extremely embarrassed with several wounds on her body.

"This woman, what's the matter!"

Dong Yuan stared at Qinglang, looking at her face blue and white for a while.

The lethal mist works, but it is not lethal at all. On the contrary, he was forcibly suppressed by this person.

The sluggish technique requires some front-facing gestures, because the opponent's agile and elegant swordsmanship has no way to perform it at all.

Even if you cast it, you probably won't be able to hit it.

The last remaining skill needs to be touched before it can be used.

"I don't want to hurt you anymore, just take it with my hands tied." Qinglang said, and was surprised by the strange methods of the person in front of him.

Let her be poisoned unknowingly.

If nothing else, just this hand. In the Boundless Sect, among the disciples of her generation, she can be regarded as a top master.

It's a pity that Qinglang is a once-in-a-millennium event, comparable to some elders, and even geniuses in charge, not at the level of disciples at all.

The confidence that was shattered by Tang Luo slowly regained in Dong Yuan.

The bottom of the lake.

Tang Luo looked at the half-cut skull at his feet, his brows furrowed slightly.

This skull, which belongs to the canine family, is not large, and just looking at the skull, it can be judged that its size is between a medium-sized dog and a large dog.

Only the upper part, the mandible is not here.

The skull was covered with splintering marks, as if it would shatter at the slightest touch.

The black gas condensed by the "little girl" is drilling into it.

A large amount of black qi escaped and disappeared, which was more complete than Tang Luo's "elimination". In the end, only a remnant soul like a candle in the wind remained, and entered the skull.

Tang Luo saw it very clearly.

This remnant soul does not belong to anyone else, it is the Howling Sky Dog that he originally guessed!

"Why did the remnant soul of the Howling Dog appear in the mission world, and what happened in the first place? What about the others? ”

Tang Luo felt that he could incarnate 100,000 whys.

But now is not the time to think about this, because I can't think of a reason for breaking my head.

But Tang Luo could more or less guess what had happened to the Howling Sky Dog. The skull fell into the place with the remnant soul and was reincarnated or parasitic on a little girl who sold matches.

But the little girl didn't grow up and died on a cold winter night.

Resentment, unwillingness, and obsession eventually formed the "monster" wandering in Ansan City.

As for why he began to target the Lu family and the Ding family after a period of time, Tang Luo was not clear.

Guess one or two, it can only be due to the reasons such as "Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road", and you can also investigate in depth and check the relevant information of the abandoned village to see if it is related to the Lu family and the Ding family. It should be said that this direction is a safer and normal way to complete the task.

Of course, Tang Luo's evil path has cleared the level, and the real skull has been found, so there is no need for that.

Tang Luo took off the hanging merit jade lotus and gently sent it forward.

The merit jade lotus floats above the skull, emitting a warm glow that envelops the skull.

After a short time, the wisp of remnant soul that was about to dissipate was guided out and entered into the merit jade lotus.