Chapter 17: The Spell Is Lost

Without the slightest hesitation, Long Xuanling let go of the demon whip, jumped forward, and hugged me, but our bodies suddenly fell violently.

Long Xuanling was lucky, and wanted to use the spell, but his body still fell, and finally his hands grabbed the branch by the side of the mountain rock and barely stopped.

"Sister!" Chitose screamed and wanted to rush down.

"Save that Miss Li!" Chitose looked at me, looked up again, and finally Sayako ran away.

Long Xuanling hugged my waist tightly and moved upwards little by little.

"Master, you have grasped it firmly." Soon, there was a voice from the top again.

Immediately after that, a snake tail grabbed my waist and dragged me and Long Xuanling up.

"Master, are you alright?" Dye Che looked at me anxiously.

I looked at Long Xuanling: "Long Xuanling, are you okay?" ”

He was silent, and staggered up from the ground, and I saw that one of his hands had been cut by a branch below and was bleeding, and I hurriedly reached out to bandage him.

He directly withdrew his hand and shook his head: "Benjun is fine." ”

"What about Rou'er? Where's Rou'er? Li Xiangyi also chased after him with his people.

"I was captured by the ghosts." I said that I looked ahead, and I wondered if Chitose would be able to catch up with the ghost, and if so, would he be able to come back immediately and tell us where the ghost was? She's playful by nature, and I probably shouldn't have let her go, and if she had acted rashly, she wouldn't have been a match for the ghost.

"What? Ghosts? When Li Xiangyi heard this, his face suddenly turned pale, and he excitedly pulled Long Xuanling's collar: "Why don't you save her?" ”

"Let go!" Long Xuanling scolded in a deep voice.

Li Xiangyi grabbed Long Xuanling's collar and didn't let go: "If something happens to Rou'er, I will let you be buried with you!" ”

As he spoke, he rushed forward regardless of it, and the people behind him struggled to carry the coffin and followed Li Xiangyi with difficulty.

"Is it really a ghost? You read that right? Lei Biao, who followed at the end of the line, panted and asked with a solemn face.

I nodded, "I'm definitely a ghost!" ”

"Can't you deal with it too?" There was anticipation in his eyes, and when he saw us shaking his head, his eyes immediately dimmed, but he still stubbornly followed the people.

Long Xuanling walked up to my side, took my hand, and walked forward.

Dye Che followed behind us and persuaded: "Master, let's not go, that ghost is too angry to deal with, let's go." ”

"No, then Miss Li, it's still in your hands, and Chitose is also with her, we can't die without help." I said that the pace was quicker.

Long Xuanling on the side kept his eyes calm and didn't speak, just thinking about hurrying away.

We quickly caught up with Li Xiangyi's people, who couldn't walk fast at all carrying the coffin.

"Where's your young marshal?" I glanced towards the team, but there was no sign of Li Xiangyi.

"Young marshal, he, he, went to the front." Lei Biao pointed to the front and said breathlessly.

As soon as I heard it, I immediately felt that it was not good, the front was too dangerous, if this Li Xiangyi was left alone, it was very likely that something would happen.

So, we trotted all the way to chase Li Xiangyi, but Li Xiangyi seemed to disappear out of thin air.

"Huh? He's a mortal, how can he run so fast? Dye Che said suspiciously, and the next second, he suddenly sniffed hard.

I also took a deep breath, and a faint smell of blood entered my nostrils.

"Over there, it smells of blood." Almost at the same time as Dye Che, I reached out and pointed into the grass on my right.

Long Xuanling picked up the grass and really touched the warm blood.

"It's human blood!" Dye Che also touched it, then licked it, and said that it was human blood.

"How do you know it's human blood?" I looked at him suspiciously.

He grinned: "Human blood is sweet, not as fishy as animals." ”

"Let's go." Long Xuanling said as he shoved the demon whip into my hand so that I could defend myself for a while, while I followed him closely.

Now that he is so weak that he can't use magic, I must protect him.

"Woohoo! Woohoo! ”

As we walked deeper into the bushes, we suddenly heard the roar of a beast.

"Master, this is a tiger's roar, right?" When the little snake heard the tiger's roar, his legs were a little weak, and he didn't dare to go inside.

"Dye Che, you're waiting for us here." I saw that Dye Che was scared, so I spoke.

"No, Dye Che wants to protect his master." Dye Che stubbornly continued to follow me.

"If you follow me, this Jin Ling pestle will not be usable, so you are obediently waiting for me here." I said to Dye Che in a commanding tone.

Dye Che hesitated for a while, and in the end he could only obediently obey and stand where he was, waiting for us, and also stopped those people behind him by the way, telling them not to come.

"What a heavy yin qi." Long Xuanling narrowed his eyes slightly as he spoke, and then his steps slowed down a lot.

However, I felt that the soil under my feet was extremely soft, but in the softness, it seemed that there was something stiff under my feet, so I bowed down and looked carefully at the ground, and in the darkness for a long time, I realized that the soles of my feet were actually a human face washed out by the rainstorm.

The face was glaring angrily, but if he looked closely, there were no eyeballs in his sockets, and several fat white maggots were slowly crawling out of his sockets.

"Ahh I subconsciously covered my mouth.

Long Xuanling squatted down and looked around, only then did I realize that the loess around him had collapsed, and there were a lot of hands, feet, feet, and heads in the soil.

But only there was no middle body, Long Xuanling stood up and said: "This ghost, what he likes to eat the most is the fat meat on his body, and the front should be the hiding place of the ghost." ”

Hearing Long Xuanling say this, I also squinted my eyes and looked ahead.

In the distance, there was a thick mist.

"Why don't you wait for me here?" I was a little worried, afraid that Long Xuanling would be injured if he followed me.

Long Xuanling's body stiffened, and he turned his face to the side lonely, but he didn't say a word, and still walked forward.

I knew that what I said made Long Xuanling a little sad, so I didn't dare to speak again, just followed him quickly.

Soon, the fog around them became thicker and thicker.

"Chitose?" I let out a low cry.

"Help, come on, help!"

In the fog, there was a hysterical cry for help, as if it was Li Xiangyi, and I immediately raised the Jin Ling pestle and shook violently.