There is one more thing that the warlock did not say: every time this woman's life is reincarnated, it is the life of a woman of all yin. If you accumulate nine lifetimes, you will be the ninth yin girl. So far, except for the carp accident, Lu Jia has been reincarnated just nine times, and it has reached the extreme. Such a life is simply a treasure for a warlock who cultivates evil arts. It's no wonder that this Great Qin Warlock has been able to hunt down her soul Dao now.

The Warlock had once nailed her to the coffin, no wonder she was so inexplicably familiar with the female corpse, no wonder she hated the Warlock so deeply.

Such a monstrous hatred was forgotten when her soul was torn from her body. It is also because she forgot that her soul can continue to be reincarnated in the world.

Lu Jia gave up struggling, they were originally alone. Lu Jia's soul originally belonged to her. The long green silk imprisoned Lu Jia in a black cocoon with her, slowly sucking Lu Jia's soul into her body.

Lu Jia felt her memory, and there was still a little emotion: she was very lonely, she was just a shell without a soul, and she was helpless, resentful, and struggling in the endless darkness in the coffin for all these years.

Just as Lu Jia was about to lose consciousness, there was a sudden breath in her throat, and the black cocoon wrapped in green silk in front of her was torn from the middle. Lu Jia fell to the ground all of a sudden, and the hair of the female corpse quickly retracted at the same time as the hind legs.

It turned out that Wu Xiang was rescued after Lu Jia cast an exorcism spell just now. This great god Wu was about to watch Miss Lu show her power for a while, when he saw that the warlock was holding a scroll in his left hand and a cinnabar pen in his right hand to make a gesture on the scroll, and he was babbling words in his mouth.

Seeing that the body of the black cocoon and the female corpse were about to merge into one, Wu Xing made a move, and with a swing of the hand knife, the black cocoon was dissected and rescued from Lu Jia.

After Lu Jia came out, he got up from the ground, took Wu Xing's hand and ran out. The two of them had not been running long in the rain and rainstorm when they saw a sentry standing in front of them, blocking their way.

The two of them did not know friend or foe, and walked forward cautiously. When I got closer, I saw that the leader was a samurai in black armor, who was the same general who appeared in the ruined temple. Behind him were a group of soldiers dressed in neat black armor. They held spears or swords in their hands, their expressions solemn, and they stared at Lu Jia without saying a word.

In the rainstorm, a bolt of lightning swept overhead, and the group of humanoid Yin soldiers just now immediately lost their human appearance and turned into skeletons wearing armor and holding staffs. Their neat black armor had become crumbling, with withered grass and spider silk attached to it, as if they had just crawled out of the dirt.

The skull's black hole hole shone with a glittering green ghostly fire, and two rows of white teeth gnawed up and down in the dark night, making a creepy click.

If ordinary people saw this scene, they would have already been scattered, and what was even more terrifying was that on the heads of their spears and swords, there were green souls entangled. The souls struggled, writhing their ethereal bodies, and screamed heart-rending screams into the night

At this time, he suddenly heard the footsteps of the warlock behind him approaching, and his sharp shout immediately sounded like a leaky wind: "Hahaha, the Ninth Yin Maiden, your soul has reached the end of today!" ”

Those skeletons in armor looked extremely terrifying, but fortunately, Miss Lu was also a person who had seen the world, and with Wu Dashen as her companion, she was not as panicked as she was when she saw a ghost for the first time. She understood one thing: she always thought it was just a physical reason that she was cold all year round, but it turned out that she was the reincarnation of a yin girl.

After a few lightning bolts, the general who led the Yin Soldier team seemed to.... Know yourself?

While the Taoist priest was still in hot pursuit, the Yin soldiers stopped the warlock and formed a scuffle.

Lu Jia and Wu Xing ran past the Yin Soldier general, and the inexplicable familiarity made her can't help but turn around and look at him a few more times. He took off his helmet and saw a face that Lu Jia would never forget.

"The Goose Leaves the ....." She remembered this person, a general of the Qin State. He was once responsible for arresting the Confucian students who had slipped through the first emperor's book burning pit and Confucianism.

When the original emperor sent three thousand boys and girls to look for Penglai, he did not report his name; In her coffin ritual, it was his appearance to capture the warlock that gave her soul a chance.

"Aren't you leaving?" Wu Xing looked at Lu Jia's face, Lu Jia's eyes were always on the general, she reached out to grab the general who was called Yanli by her, and her hand couldn't touch that person.

"Yan Li......" she whispered, "I never saw you for the last time in my life, and after my death, we became strangers." ”

Lu Jia was pulled away by Wu Xing, and she looked back at Yanli step by step.

At this time, the warlock who captured Lu Jia was already surrounded by those Yin Legions. The female corpse that lost control began to be a little confused, and her stiff body walked towards Lu Jia. Wu Xiang threw a flame directly at her, enveloping the woman in it.

The female corpse struggled violently as it was burned by the flames, and let out a sharp cry. When the warlock saw the corpse of the woman being burned, he shouted angrily: "Samadhi is really fire! Except for the samadhi, the true fire cannot burn the corpse. Who are you? ”

Warlocks are also not fuel-efficient lamps, and the Yin soldiers quickly lose a lot, but those armor skeletons can't be killed. Finally, the warlock took out a Dan furnace and opened the lid of the furnace, and the flames that erupted from it spread out in an instant, burning most of the Yin soldiers. The two sides fought in one place, which gave Lu Jia and Wu Xing a chance to live.

Before the warlock finished speaking, the Yin soldier general named Yanli on the opposite side slashed over, and jumped out of the circle to run towards the female corpse while there was a gap.

"Yue Jia!" Yan Li threw himself into the female corpse in the flames, and at the same time as he touched the female corpse, his body was also stained with the true fire of Samadhi, but the female corpse in his arms was gradually turning into ashes until it dispersed.

Seeing this, Lu Jia shouted out of control: "Yan Li!" ”

Yan Li saw Lu Jia's face through the flames and muttered, "I see......"

Seeing that Yanli's soul was about to be burned by the flames, Lu Jia was dragged away by Wu Xing at the same time, a drop of blood popped out from between his fingers and flew straight to Yanli's forehead. Yan Li's soul broke away from the fire and disappeared in place the moment it touched Lu Jia's blood. At the same time, the group of Yin soldiers also disappeared with the wild goose.

"Wu Xing, she is ......" Lu Jia was a little unbearable.

"She's dead. Now it's just a grudge corpse. Wu Xing said coldly.

"Wu Xing, but she ......" Lu Jia wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it.

"I don't care who she is, you are the only Lu Jia in this world. Not one of them. Wu Xing squeezed Lu Jia's hand tightly, stood in the distance to watch the instantaneous change, and left with Lu Jia when he saw that everything was over.

The warlock looked at their backs and thought for a moment, but gave up the pursuit.

"Wu Xing, will the Qin Dynasty warlocks continue to chase after you?"

"The female corpse was originally controlled by the Qin Dynasty warlock with a divine soul, and it was burned by the Samadhi True Fire just now, which has already injured the warlock's original spirit, so how can she cultivate for a while. You are safe during this time. ”

Lu Jia and Wu Xing searched for the exit of this space, and the red mountain jade dragon pendant she wore around her neck made an extremely small cracking sound. Neither she nor Wu Xing noticed that the jade dragon had cracked a gap, and an extremely thin white mist had penetrated into Lu Jia's chest, flowing into the sea of knowledge along her blood, and finally merging into the figure of the woman in the sea of knowledge.

Her head was suddenly dizzy, and she watched Wu Xing's body spin: "Wu Xing, why is your body spinning......"

Wu Xing looked at Lu Jia who fell to the ground and smiled bitterly: "You lazy stupid girl, I want you to experience such a difficult experience." Not even a small corpse refiner can deal with it. ”

He picked up the fainted Lu Jia and returned to the door of the Goddess Palace, standing at the door, a line of fire extending along his feet to the Goddess Palace, until the blood-red coffin was located. The coffin was ignited by the flames, and Wu Xing stepped into the flames with Lu Jia in his arms.

As Wu Xing stepped in, a burst of fire dragons rolled up inside the coffin and rushed to the roof, heading straight into the sky. Wu Xing used the formation energy that gathered yin qi on that coffin to forcibly twist the space.

After they disappeared, the coffin and the goddess's palace all turned into a sea of flames.

A vague figure gradually became clear, this person was the crematorium old Liu Tou. He said in a hoarse voice like a broken bellows, "Let her escape again." It's really troublesome to have that person by her side. The figure then faded until it disappeared in place.

At the next moment, when Wu Xing appeared on the ground holding Lu Jia, Wu Xiang looked at the ancient well and pondered for a moment. There was a fluctuation in his mind that was invisible to the naked eye. The soil under the ancient well grows on the ground, and the well water sinks until it is exhausted. There will never be any more drowning of children.

Wu Xing took Lu Jia directly on the bus, transferred to Hongfeng City, and went to the imperial capital on the way. Lu Jia has been asleep the whole time.

Wu Xing looked out the window and was silent, he was thinking about one thing, that is, the descendants of the Nuwa clan who are currently known are all in the south, why did this goddess palace appear in the northwest. Also, the person who sent the Red Mountain Jade Dragon to Lu Jia was obviously intentional.

Lu Jia has encountered a series of things since he was born, and it is not just the identity of the ninth yin girl and the Lu family's child as the Taoist priest said. I don't know how many people are still involved behind her and how many submerged pasts are involved.

Wu Xing looked at the sleeping Lu Jia, he knew that this matter seemed to be calm for the time being, but in fact, Lu Jia's identity only opened the tip of the iceberg.

Lu Jia saw a maid in the haze, holding a small fan and fanning the fire next to the alchemy furnace. On a simple futon north of the Danfang, a party member was meditating with his eyes closed.

"Master Fang, medicine ...... Medicine...... Medicine ......" The maid was quietly fanning the fire, and suddenly there was a smell of burnt paste coming from the Dan furnace. The maid hurriedly shouted: "Master Fang, why is the medicine, the medicine mushy again......"

"Rest easy. You're always so frizzy, when will you be able to settle your temperament? ”

"Oh......" The maid was absent-minded about the priest's preaching, obviously she had listened to it too much and was tired of it, and she didn't dare to show it. Fang Shi Jian was a little helpless, and sighed lightly: "Do you know why you were named [Jia]?" ”