"Almost, don't kill it, the soul of the mirror demon child is still in their hands."

Seeing that the fight was almost over, Wang Muyang hurriedly called a halt.

After listening to Wang Muyang's words, everyone thought that everyone would work together to save the child's soul and stop immediately.

Zhu Fei went up and grabbed Luo Song's collar, lifted him up half of his body, and asked, "What about the child's soul?" ”

Luo Song was beaten beyond recognition, but he still sneered: "If you want to get back the child's soul, you must let me go first, otherwise you won't want to see the child again in this life!" ”

After speaking, Luo Song laughed insolently.

Wang Muyang said to Zhu Fei: "Find out if he has any soul talismans or anything like that." ”

Before Zhu Fei could make a move, Luo Song sneered: "I'm not so stupid, I took that child's soul with me." ”

Hearing this, Zhu Fei glanced at Wang Muyang at a little overwhelmed.

Luo Song was a little proud.

He knew that as long as the child's soul was still in his hands, these people would not dare to kill him.

"Smack"

Wang Muyang went up and slapped Luo Song in the face, and said in a deep voice: "Get out!" ”

"Yoko!" Zhu Fei looked at Wang Muyang in disbelief.

Wang Muyang didn't explain.

Luo Song rubbed his face with five finger prints, gritted his teeth and walked to the door, turned around and said coldly: "I remember this slap." ”

After speaking, he dropped a cold snort, and Luo Song walked away.

"Yoko, how can you let him go? He ......"

Zhu Fei was complaining, Wang Muyang stretched out his hand, interrupted Zhu Fei and asked, "What do you think this is?" ”

Seeing the tracking charm in Wang Muyang's hand, Zhu Fei smiled immediately.

Wang Muyang asked Mr. Sun to find a mirror, looked at the mirror demon and said, "Come in, I'll take you to find the child." ”

The mirror demon looked at Wang Muyang gratefully, and in a flash, he got into the mirror in Wang Muyang's hand.

……

Luo Song left the Jinming Hotel and drove away, feeling a hot pain on his face, gritting his teeth while driving and saying: "I want to have a child, but there is no door, see if I go back and immediately disperse the ghost soul!" ”

With full of anger, Luo Song drove all the way to a mountain forest on the outskirts of Ningcheng.

There was a gloomy wooden house deep in the mountain forest, and Luo Song parked the car aside and walked straight into the wooden house.

The wooden house is plastered with ghost charms and a row of black urns.

Luo Song glanced at the urn and said indignantly: "Damn, I was sealed with spiritual power by that little stinky boy, so I can only find them one by one." ”

As he spoke, Luo Song had already begun to rummage.

Each urn has a message about this ghost, and after looking for a while, I finally found the little ghost.

Luo Song picked up the urn and said coldly: "Today Lao Tzu is going to scatter your soul, but you can't blame me." If you want to blame, blame your traitor mother, if he is disobedient, I can only do this to you. ”

As he spoke, Luo Song opened the urn, grabbed a handful of cinnabar and was about to put it in the urn.

"Bang"

At this moment, the wooden door was suddenly knocked open, and Zhu Fei's fat body flew in directly and slammed into Luo Song. Luo Song was caught off guard, was knocked into the air, and the urn in his hand also fell.

Wang Muyang rushed in with Zhu Fei and reached out to catch the urn.

Luo Song was hit by all kinds of meat, and when he got up, he saw that it was Wang Muyang and Zhu Fei, and Mr. Sun was standing outside the house.

Luo Song asked in surprise, "How do you know I'm here?" ”

Zhu Fei patted the dust on his body and said triumphantly, "Tracker, have you heard of it?" ”

Only then did Luo Song react, reaching out and touching the face that had been beaten by Wang Muyang before. He wondered why Wang Muyang had promised to let him go, why did he slap him in the end, it turned out to be to leave a tracking charm on him.

"You're yin me!" Luo Song gritted his teeth and said.

"What about you?" Zhu Fei said disapprenously: "Now that your evil arts have been sealed by Yangzi, you are an ordinary person, do you think I need to be afraid of you?" ”

Luo Song stretched out his hand and touched his stomach, remembering that he had swallowed Wang Muyang's Five Emperor Money, but he hadn't had time to get it out.

With a roll of his eyes, Luo Song suddenly rushed to the door.

Wang Muyang snorted coldly, took out the mirror, and said, "Mirror demon, give you a chance, revenge, revenge!" ”

As soon as Luo Song ran to the door, his long hair suddenly stretched out from the mirror and strangled Luo Song's neck.

Now Luo Song couldn't use the spell, and after the mirror demon's long hair entangled him, he lifted it directly, and his feet hung in the air.

Luo Song struggled desperately, kicked his legs wildly, and finally stretched his legs, crooked his neck, and stopped moving.

"Master, this person not only killed our mother and son, but also beat my soul in the mirror, so I can only be a monster."

The mirror demon said angrily: "I will pull his soul into the mirror, be my slave, and suffer in the mirror with me." As long as I can't get out for a day, I will torture him for a day, hoping that the master will be perfect! ”

Wang Muyang frowned, turned around, and said, "I shouldn't have seen anything." ”

With Wang Muyang's permission, the mirror demon immediately pulled Luo Song's soul into the mirror.

"Don't ...... Don't ......"

Luo Song's soul let out a scream in the mirror, and the sound gradually became smaller until it disappeared.

Although cultivators should not condone monsters to kill, this time, Wang Muyang felt that he had done the right thing.

Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and Luo Song's actions deserve such a punishment.

"Mr. Sun, please find a cemetery and bury all the ashes here. If no one cares about it here, sooner or later they will become wandering ghosts. ”

Wang Muyang walked out of the wooden house and said to Mr. Sun.

"Master Wang, don't worry, I will definitely handle this matter, but this Luo Song ......" Mr. Sun pointed to Luo Song's corpse in embarrassment.

Wang Muyang squatted down, rummaged over Luo Song's body, and found a token with the words: Yinshan Zuoxiangtang.

"It turns out that Luo Song is a disciple of the Yinshan Sect." Wang Muyang snorted coldly, threw the token back to Luo Song, got up and said to Mr. Sun: "Don't worry about him, someone will come to dispose of the corpse." ”

The three of them carried the urn to the car and went back to the Jinming Hotel together.

On the way back, Zhu Fei couldn't help but ask, "Yangzi, isn't the Yinshan faction the sect where Fang Xuehan is located?" Seeing that Fang Xuehan doesn't look like a bad person, how can her fellow disciples do this kind of thing? ”

Wang Muyang shook his head and said, "I don't know very well, but Luo Song's token says Left Xiangtang, if you look at it this way, there should be a Right Xiangtang, or some other Xiangtang." Maybe there are many branches within the Yinshan faction, each of which is in its own position. ”

These Wang Muyang are just guesses, not sure.

Back at the hotel, arranging those urns and mirror demons, Wang Muyang said goodbye to Mr. Sun: "Mr. Sun, thank you for your hospitality, it's time for us to go." ”

Mr. Sun thanked him and said, "Don't the two masters play for two more days?" ”

Wang Muyang shook his head and said, "We still have something to do when we go back to the master's door, so we won't bother." ”

After a few polite words, Wang Muyang and Zhu Fei came to the bus station and got on the bus to the county seat at the foot of the 100,000 mountain.

The trail is rough and bumpy, and you have to sit until the afternoon.

Fortunately, there were no guests in the car, almost all of them were empty seats, and the place was very spacious.

Zhu Fei brought canned beer, and some cooked food, and when it came to the meal, he took it out and ate and drank, and the two of them didn't feel in a hurry.

(End of chapter)