For the first time in his life, Bu Xi Huaiwen felt so bad in his heart.

Whether it is this little Taoist boy with a crown of jade, or the little demon girl with a confusing identity, he doesn't seem to be able to find a sense of existence at all with his little means of chasing away corpses.

The fragrance of Zhengxiang, who was still drunk without delusion, and half a jar of rice wine, made this little monk who had never been drunk with a drop of wine get drunk.

Xu Hongye lightly put his hands behind his back, with a calmness that was not commensurate with his age.

For Xu Hongye, Xiaoxiao seemed to be a little disliked, and the heavy black qi in her eyes was surging even more.

Xu Hongye smiled very good-looking, and said: "This place is not far from the noisy place, I won't do anything with you, little ghost girl, I'm just curious, what is the use of the yin and yang ruler in my door?" ”

In response, it was a black cat that pounced.

Xu Hongye turned sideways, raised his hand slightly, and pursed his lips a little disappreciatively.

Xiaoxiao spread out her palm, and the black-covered cat suddenly opened its mouth, spewing out a cloud of black gas, turning into more than a dozen ghosts, and wrapping around Xu Hongye.

Xu Hongye frowned, seeing that his arm was gradually blackened by the ghost shadow that was entangled, he raised the two ebony rulers and patted them gently.

Through the dozen or so ghosts, the ebony ruler slapped heavily on the black cat.

"Wow~"

With a terrible scream, the black cat was slapped and flew into the air, and a layer of virtual shadow was scattered like ink on its body, and it fell heavily at Xiaoxiao's feet.

Xu Hongye squatted down, tilted his head and looked at the cat curiously, for a long time, he said softly in a strange way: "It turned out to be a nine soul cat, it should have eaten a dead corpse and died, and the cat soul was contaminated with too much corpse gas and resentment in the dead man's pit, and gradually gathered into an entity, hooking people's souls and harming people's lives!" Brute, do you believe that I scattered the eight souls left of you today? ”

The black cat's body stood tall, shrunk in horror, and shrank to Xiaoxiao's feet with the soles of his feet.

Xu Hongye raised his head again to look at Xiaoxiao: "Yin and Yang ruler, curved ruler eight inches of yang, Ding Lan ten inches of yin, two feet of yin and yang in the world, with the ability of craftsmen and craftsmen and yang, little ghost girl, if you only have the means to drive evil qi, you will definitely not be my opponent!" Strange, why does Master always say that the ghost boy is the most threatening to my path? ”

Xiaoxiao just looked at Xu Hongye very calmly, and the baby fat that had not completely faded from the corner of her mouth was slightly sipped, and her figure shook a little.

Such a subtle movement did not hide from Xu Hongye's eyes.

Stunned for a moment, Xu Hongye suddenly smiled and looked directly at Xiaoxiao: "Are you injured?" ”

In just three words, Xiaoxiao was like a frightened bird, looking at Xu Hongye vigilantly.

"No wonder, no wonder, little ghost girl, you really went to that place on a winter day a few years ago?"

Xu Hongye was stunned, and suddenly grinned very happily: "Actually, I also want to go, but my master has been watching me and won't let me!" It is said that the disciple of Liu Yuanqing in the Dao Sect is known as the most talented person in the mountain character lineage, and I have always wanted to see it! You escaped from that place, no wonder you got hurt! ”

Xu Hongye seemed to be extremely excited, and said to himself, without hostility or intimacy, just like a young man talking about something interesting.

The black-robed man on the ground also seemed to freeze.

Xiaoxiao lowered her head, comforting the frightened black cat, and in her wide sleeves, two pieces of things suddenly rolled off.

The whole body of the pale pen, lifeless and lifeless, the middle break is covered with dense cracks, as if it has been cut off by a foreign object.

Xiaoxiao, who lowered her head, the vigilance in her expression eased slightly, pursed the corners of her mouth, raised her eyes and glanced at Xu Hongye, stretched out her hand, and pointed to the broken pen on the ground crisply, and there was some innocence in her black and white eyes: "It's broken!" ”

Such a three-point dependent tone like asking for help from the big brother next door, the rapid change of joy and anger before and after, caught both the black-robed people and Bu Xihuaiwen off guard.

Except for the shredded and scattered hair, which is a little dashing and the whole person is a little gloomy, I really can't find anything about the appearance.

Since ancient times, the daughter of the eight-character all-yin, looks like a fairy, does not distinguish between right and wrong, and thinks of good and evil......

Xu Hongye is just a young man in the end.

At the beginning, it was he who instigated others to go to that place, but it was broken

Xu Hongye held an ebony ruler in one hand, gestured blankly for a long time, and finally reached into the neckline, scratched the itch on his neck, and said a little embarrassed: "How could it be broken?" Oh~ You went to Quanzhen to sneak into my room at night, not so that I could help you fix this pen, right? ”

Xiaoxiao also squatted down thoughtfully, her black and white eyes moved, and she nodded seriously.

Two and a half years old, squatting on the ground face to face, like two brothers and sisters playing with mud.

Xiaoxiao takes it for granted that you instigated it at the beginning, and if it is broken, I will not look for you to find anyone!

And Xu Hongye seemed to think that this was the truth, so he scratched the itch and threw the two ebony rulers in front of Xiaoxiao, a little stupid: "Otherwise, I'll help you get some glue to stick together, but I don't know if I can use it......"

Man in the black robe: "......"

However, before Xu Hongye came over in a daze, when the yin and yang ruler fell in front of the two broken pens, the traditional characters engraved on the two dull ebony rulers suddenly lit up, wealth, illness, divorce, righteousness, official, robbery, harm, and good fortune......

At that moment, the two broken pens were firmly adsorbed on the two ebony rulers with a crisp sound, and then, a monstrous surging evil qi erupted......

In an instant, the sky changed.

On the dilapidated street a few miles away, the old grandmother on the wooden pier at the root of the wall raised her godless eyes blankly, and for a long time, she suddenly slapped the soles of her shoes in a panic, and shriveled her lips that had lost her teeth: "Hit ...... Fight the tengu......"

The whole sky was as dark as night.

At the same time, the purple-gold thunder continued to tear through the clouds.

Even the black cat whined in horror and jumped away from the gushing aura!

Bu Xi Huaiwen's mind was already blank, staring at all this in front of him sluggishly, looking at the evil aura that rose to the sky,

Xu Hongye's face was pale, but he was horrified to find that in the gushing evil qi, his body did not listen to his own call at all......

The evil qi is gushing, the ebony ruler trembles and keeps beating, and the two white pens are like a bottomless abyss, gushing out of the evil qi, and the two ebony rulers can't bear it at all......

Obviously there was nothing, but in Xu Hongye's mind, there seemed to be thousands of ghosts crying, and in a trance, Xu Hongye vaguely saw a picture of hell, a broken stone tablet, a sword standing upright, and a sad but unrepentant face......

The black-robed man screamed in horror: "It's not good......"

But when he opened his mouth, he couldn't make a sound......

The evil spirit, boundless, centered on those two white pens, swallowed everyone little by little......

Bu Xi Huaiwen's chest was in severe pain, his skin was almost cut by the knife-like aura, almost fainting, Bu Xi Huaiwen shook his groggy head, looked straight into the darkness, opened a secluded door out of thin air, and two blurred figures came out, one black and one white.

Bu Xi Huaiwen thought that he had seen it wrong, and tried his best to suppress the sharp pain in the depths of his soul, but he was horrified to find that the silhouette of the two figures, one black and one white, whose feet did not touch the ground, became more and more obvious.

He wanted to shout, but the black and white figures just glanced at him lightly, just one glance, Bu Xi Huaiwen never felt that death was so close to him......

Step by step, about to come to him, Bu Xi Huaiwen whimpered in his throat, and his expression had begun to distort because of fear......

The little monk next to the tree, who was almost forgotten by Bu Xi Huaiwen, suddenly burped, and the evil aura that filled the air actually retreated.

When a blurred figure with a black and white soul chain stepped in front of him, the little monk suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were as golden as a torch, and he stared blankly without a trace of emotion, straight into the rolling thunder in the sky......

The evil qi that rushed to the sky, as if it had touched some taboo, actually returned automatically.

The black and white blurred figures froze, and they glanced at the little monk in horror, hesitated for a long time, and the figure suddenly gradually dispersed......