The entire stone cave shook for a moment, and a golden light rushed down above the head of the white snake and fell to the ground, with a bang, like a lightning bolt striking the ground into a crack.

The crack spread to my feet, and the spirit was snatching me up, my feet open and propping up to the sides of a corner stone wall. The ground shattered, and the white snake lowered its head, spitting out letters, hissing in its throat, and a long, short cry.

Last night's cry was not the baby fish I met on the road, but the white snake?!

It's not right, that baby fish may also be raised by Granny Wang.

All the spiritual creatures she raised would make this sound.

Granny Wang probably wanted to arouse our curiosity last night, so she told us not to go out again and again, and deliberately made two red fish to attract our attention. But she didn't expect that a few of us really listened obediently, and stayed in the house all night and never went out.

What a vicious old man.

At this moment, a jet of water shot up from the crack, and the splash hit my face like a torrential rain, and the pain was unbearable. The white snake in front of him was washed by this column of water, and after a while, the snake's head grew more than several times, and it pierced the top of the stone cave.

Lingzheng put his arm around me, stabbed his sword into the stone wall, and took advantage of the momentum of his foot to gently exit the cave.

As soon as he stood firm, the grown white snake roared and threw it viciously in the air, seemingly turning the air into a very lethal substance. Without giving us the slightest time to breathe, the white snake was shrouded in a cloud of golden light and flew towards us. When the golden light around it was completely gone, I saw a huge Jiao flying out of it.

It was the Lingjiao we had seen on that gorgeous eaves before we entered the village.

It turned out that from the very beginning, everything about us was already under the control of Granny Wang.

Thundered......

A thunderbolt from the sky destroyed the cave where the white snake lived.

Lingzheng stood up, pulled out the Qingming ruler with a sigh, rose into the air, and danced a burst of spiritual rain flowers, killing the white snake closely. Helplessly, he almost only used martial arts and did not use spiritual power, and he was not the opponent of this giant Jiao. Lingzheng was swept up by the tail of the Jiao and dragged into the air, and the giant Jiao swept its tail again, knocking me out and smashing it on the mountain wall.

I distinctly heard the crisp cracking of my own bones.

When he was dizzy, his throat was sweet and he spurted out a mouthful of blood. At the same time, I felt a strong wind whistling in my ears, and it seemed that a trace of strange fragrance had penetrated into my nose.

I was so anxious that I didn't have time to think about it, so I raised my hand and offered a blood talisman to meet me. Because I know that Lingzheng's martial arts and strategy are far from enough, this giant Jiao is a spiritual thing, and it can only be dealt with with with with spiritual power. The spiritual power in the Qingming ruler is exerted with the master, and now the master of the Qingming ruler is not Lingzheng, but me.

However, before I could finish my blood talisman, another blast thunder came down into the air, and a gust of wind rolled up on the flat ground, blowing so that people couldn't open their eyes, and I coughed up blood again.

After a while, when I looked at it again, Lingzheng was dressed in a pure black robe with wide sleeves, wearing a black jade crown, exuding the aura of an emperor, majestic and sacred. The Qingming ruler was agile and elegant in his hand, and with Ling Ling's cold light, he forced the giant Jiao to retreat. The giant Jiao roared in the dim air, and the Lingzheng robe was lightly spread, waving the ruler of the clear and clear, and swimming leisurely as if he was dancing with music.

With the battle of the Qingming ruler, the body of the giant Jiao is tearing apart point by point.

My eyes became more and more cloudy, and at the moment of fainting, I saw that the giant Jiao was covered in blood, and Lingzheng's Qingming ruler pierced its neck, and a green object hung out lightly.

Lingzheng hurriedly called my name, picked me up, and hurried down the mountain.

It's so easy to deal with the giant shark, or use spiritual power, right? It's just that Lingzheng used spiritual power, and the people of Xiayin Mountain Village were about to suffer. If I weren't here, the spiritual power would have been able to wrestle with the giant shark to the end, and I wouldn't have to use the spiritual power, so it's all my fault!

- I can't open my eyes, but my mind is clear.

After thinking about it, he felt that he had dragged Lingzheng down, causing him to give up the people of Xiayinshan Village and choose me.

When I came to the bottom of the mountain, Lingzheng still hugged me tightly, I couldn't move, I only heard that the village was very noisy, and the noise made me even more sober, only to feel that my internal organs were like being pushed by a bulldozer.

Shen Yan's eager voice echoed in my ears: "Third Master Ling, what's going on?" We all tied up Granny Wang according to your plan, how could the first day of junior high still become like this? It was still alive just now. ”

Jin Shiyi said: "Yan'er, look, there is only one soul and one soul left in Tang Chuyi's three souls and seven spirits. ”

Shen Yan replied angrily: "Third Master Ling, what happened to you on the first day of junior high school?" ”

This is the first time Shen Yan has been angry with Lingzheng, it's for me! She actually dared to yell at the same spirit for me.

King Ling's tomb interjected: "Senior brother, this woman is not saved, right?" ”

Shen Yan said anxiously: "Brother Tomb, can you say a few words!" Third Master Ling, you must save the first year of junior high school. Whatever I need, I'll prepare it right away. Even if it's my life. ”

King Ling's tomb did not kill Shen Yan this time, and Jin Shiyi was silent and did not speak.

I felt that these sounds were really noisy in my ears, so I writhed impatiently in Lingzheng's arms and buried my face in his clothes.

"All go out, the first day of junior high school needs absolute silence." Lingzheng put me on a bed, covered me with a quilt, and scolded me.

The room was quiet, so that I could be more comfortable.

Lingzheng, you really understand me, thank you.

"The first year of junior high school? Can you hear me? "Lingzheng drilled his hand into my forehead, and sent a trace of spiritual power from my Heavenly Spirit Acupoint into my body. I couldn't open my eyes, but I knew in my heart, and I knew that Lingzheng knew that I could hear him, so I answered silently in my heart.

"On the first day of junior high school, time is pressing, I said, you remember." Spiritual Righteousness.

I replied silently again.

"Your soul was driven out of your body by the dragon, and it has now been scattered in all directions, and I immediately ordered Ah Tomb to collect it. It's just that...... Your earth soul is now dissipating, and you are afraid that you will be caught by a nightmare. This dream may be long, it may be bizarre, but remember, you must wake up, or you will never see me again. Lingzheng's voice was no longer as indifferent as before, and his voice was burning quickly, "And our child Xiaoman." If you can't come back, you will never see Xiaoman forever. ”

How can it be so serious? I was just hit by the damn giant Jiao, and although I vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, I didn't feel how weak my body was. At best, you can't speak.

How so?

Suddenly, I remembered what Shen Yan told me about the Yin King.

It's just that I still don't quite understand, at this moment of life and death, why do I think of the Yin King?

"Xiaoman needs his mother, and I need you even more. On the first day of junior high school, you must wake up. ”

When Ling Zheng said this, I felt that my mind suddenly became a little chaotic, could it be that as he said, I was about to lose my soul?

The last time Ling Xiaoman was imprisoned in the Yin Division, it was Ling Zheng who pieced together her soul and was able to be reborn. And this time, I'm afraid Lingzheng can't do anything. Otherwise, Lingzheng would have sacrificed himself to save me. - From what I know of Lingzheng, he will definitely do it.

"All things are reincarnated, and the world is full of vicissitudes. On the first day of junior high school, I am here waiting for you to come back. ”

After listening to Lingzheng's words, I felt my body fly lightly. I looked down and saw Ling sitting on the edge of the bed, guarding a man who looked exactly like me, with a sad expression. resting on the Qingming ruler at the head of the bed, he is carrying a white snake that is more than three feet long. - This is the corpse of the giant dragon.

"Lingzheng ......" I shouted happily, but Lingzheng ignored me, still staring at the person on the bed. With his hands on the edge of her hair, she muttered something in her mouth, looking sad and affectionate.

I was frightened and frightened, and I floated in mid-air for a long time, and suddenly I reacted.

Have I become a ghost?

Is it my body on the bed?

But...... Lingzheng is the dignified yin and yang who are in charge of the city god, how can I not see me who has become a ghost?

I was in a hurry, and I couldn't help shouting: Lingzheng, what are you doing stupidly touching my corpse? You command thousands of ghost soldiers, can't you sense a soul floating above you?

I'm angry......

Liquid flowed out of my eyes, bright red, splashing drop by drop at Lingzheng's feet. But he didn't know it, as if he wasn't in the same time and space as me. Only I can see him, but he can't see me.

I struggled like this for a while, and I felt my body fade away......

It is said that there are two different paths for people and ghosts, but why can we obviously pass through yin and yang, and resist ghosts, I am close at hand, but you treat it as if there is nothing?! Lingzheng.

I'm so scared to go on the road alone, so lonely and helpless. When I was just a little full, I panicked and fell to the ground as if the whole world had left me. But with the company of King Ling's tomb, I survived and found Lingzheng again. I cherish this hard-won happiness, but I'm even more afraid of losing it, Lingzheng, do you know?

If I knew I would lose it again in the first place, I'd rather never have it.

Lingzheng, the years you haven't appeared, it was really a long, long dream, so long that I almost went crazy and almost wanted to commit suicide. Later, I walked out alone, accepting the eyes and accusations of the world, betraying and deceiving, and stubbornly living. And now, you tell me, I'm going to have one such dream again. Lingzheng, I'm actually very cowardly, I'm not as strong as you think.

I am an ordinary person, I can't bear the repeated changes in my life, I am really afraid that I will never wake up again, and the world that I wake up in a panic is no longer the world I am familiar with. You will disappear, Ling Xiaoman will disappear, King Ling's tomb will disappear, grandmother will disappear, Shen Yanjin Shiyi will disappear, parents will disappear, everything will become unrecognizable, everything, you have to start all over again.

Lingzheng, can you tell me what the waking world is like?