"Hmph, what if you're from the Shangqing Palace? You're the only one, I'm a demon who has been refining for hundreds of years and sucking countless souls, you came just in time, I ate the two of you, plus the people in the coffin, so that my cultivation is even more sophisticated! The spirit that had been a little flustered, with a dementor's glint in its eyes.

At the moment, there is only this man in white, even if it is a person from the Shangqing Palace, there is nothing to be afraid of.

This is her territory, the mountains here, the trees here, the wind here, and the light here are all controlled by her, and it is easy for him to come, so he doesn't want to leave.

The wishful thinking in the spirit was brittle, the fog on her body was even darker, Bai Nishang only felt that the surroundings seemed to be a few degrees colder, she subconsciously grabbed the robe of the stunning young man in front of her, and paced in place to increase the warmth on her body.

"Girl, Qingmeng advises you not to make mistakes again, if I feel that I have not made a mistake, you have already sucked four thousand four hundred and forty people, if you add three of us, you are deeply guilty, I am afraid that you will end up with the possibility of losing your soul." Qing Meng still looks calm, there is always a layer of immortal aura on his body, and his voice is cold like the sound that has been washed through countless icebergs, pure and beautiful.

"Heh, let's try it then!" The body of the spirit disappeared completely, merging with the mist, and the tips of the trees in the distance swayed, weaving into a dense net of heaven and earth, through which no light could penetrate or penetrate.

The mist that merged with the spirit swept through the thousands of armies like a sweep, desperately cutting through the air and coming towards the two, Bai Nishang only felt that the cold was even worse, her eyes narrowed, and she asked softly, "Is there anything I can do?" ”

"Don't panic, just hide behind me." Qingmeng comforted softly, and then quickly put Xiao to her pink lips, a pair of clear eyes slowly closed, and the flute sounded slowly.

The smoke almost turned into a sharp claw, cutting through Qingmeng's face, but it was interrupted by the sudden sound of the flute, and the smoke that turned into a sharp claw became cloudy again, and Bai Nishang heard a painful roar from all directions, "Pain! Pain ······· Ah······h I don't ······ I don't want ······ I want revenge······ It hurts, it hurts! ”

The terrible cry was as if it had experienced the pain of a needle piercing through the chest, so heart-rending and painful, as if the spirit was also in pain with the bone marrow.

Qingmeng was not disturbed by this roaring sound, his pink lips poured out like the cherry blossom petals that had been removed in March, and the aftermath of the whistle lingered, and in Bai Nishang's ears, it was as if there was a Buddha's light sprinkled down, with Qingmeng as the center, scattered around, constantly expanding the range, swallowing the darkness.

The breeze came slowly, on his stunning face, the eyelashes trembled like butterflies, the wind on his sleeves stirred slightly, and his skin was as translucent as snow and smooth, he was like a lotus flower, out of the mud without staining.

"Ah······ Please, spare me······ Please······" The spirit finally couldn't stand it anymore, and her body reappeared, her head clutching in pain, rolling on the ground, her mouth begging for mercy.

Xiao Sheng's voice stopped abruptly, Qingmeng slowly put Xiao down, and opened her eyes, "Can the girl want to open, leave this troublesome world, and go to reincarnation?" ”

Qing Meng did not call the spirit monster from beginning to end, but a girl, his attitude was calm, and his tone was light.

The spirit curled up on the ground moved her palm, her forehead already had fine beads of sweat because of the pain, her eyes were hollow, looking up at the sky, it was a fog, a large mist, without a trace of sunlight, "Do you know how long I've been trapped here?" ”

"I know." Qing Meng bowed, he raised his steps and walked in front of the spirit, slowly squatted down, his five fingers spread out, and a lotus flower jumped in his palm.

The lotus flower has a faint aura, the petals are pink in color, and the pointed points are stretched outward, delicate and small.

"Do you know how much I hate?" The spirit's lips moved, and her eyes fell on the lotus, but she didn't reach for it.

"Girl, you have killed the people who killed you, and their descendants except for the Jia family were all slaughtered by you, and because of the fault of that person in the Jia family, every soul after death was not allowed to enter reincarnation, and was devoured by you, and your revenge has not been avenged?" Qingmeng said gently, those clear eyes were as calm as water.

Bai Nishang looked from afar, as if it was like a picture scroll at this moment, a stunning young man was persuading the lost goblin to know his way back, even if there was no light here, but he seemed to have a layer of light on his body, and even the evil spirit on the spirit was much weaker.

"Heh, didn't you also say that there is still one Jia family left? The Jia family is not destroyed, how can I live in peace? The spirit smiled sadly, everything from a hundred years ago was still vivid, and she especially remembered the terrible faces, saying the most vicious words in the world, and doing the dirtiest things, so that her flower-like girl fell.

Fate makes people.

"Girl, do you know that the son of the person who harmed you did good deeds in his previous life, and his merits were immeasurable, and he even saved the immortal who had gone down to the mortal experience, and paid the price of his life for it, and the immortal returned to the immortal class, remembering this kindness, he decided to protect his vein forever, this is why you can't kill the Jia family, but you can only hurt the person who committed the crime, everything has a cause and effect, why do you have to mind?" Qing Meng spoke eloquently, like a breeze.

Immediately afterwards, he spoke again: "Staying here, this situation and this scene is undoubtedly to uncover your wounds again and again, it is better to let them go and let yourself go, so that you can be completely liberated." ”

“······” The spirit closed her eyes, and a tear slipped from the corner of her eye, flowing across her face and into the soil behind her.

Yes, she persisted for hundreds of years, as if she was torturing the descendants of the Jia family, but she was actually torturing herself.

She can't change the situation, the Jia family is still thriving, and her stay here seems to be a joke, she can only move freely in this mountain, and then she will be restrained, if she leaves half a step, it will be a disillusioned end.

She is like a canary trapped in a cage, as if free, but not free enough

"Girl, take this lotus, Qingmeng will blow the 'Andu Song' for you, and send you away from this troubled mortal world." Qing Mengyu's eyelashes are like lacquer, her eyes are dotted with a wave of secluded pools, and the origin is deep, this is a beautiful and sacred face, which makes people unable to give birth to blasphemy.

After a long time, the spirit slowly opened its eyes, and the eyes that were originally full of chaos and evil aura turned into a quiet shallow water, she raised her hand, picked up the lotus flower, and put it in her mouth.

Xiao Sheng rang out one after another, only to see that the spirit body lying on the ground turned into a spark little by little, slowly rising into the air, looking very gorgeous and brilliant.

Finally, as the spirit completely disappeared, a crisp female voice came from the sky above them.

"Thank you."