Before Old Man Jing could sigh at such a big battle, Gu Liuyin took out the red whip again.

The long whip that emitted a dazzling red light slashed through the air, and then it wrapped tightly around the silver sword like a vine.

The red light with the silver light centered on the silver sword spread out towards the cemetery.

At this scene, 666 and 999 were particularly stunned.

The host (the host he object) God operates!

Jian Chengwei and Jing Yan, who were close to Gu Liuyin, turned their faces slightly, avoiding the dazzling light slightly.

When I opened my eyes again, it was a different scene.

They could clearly see the afterimages floating in the air, some of them were humanoids, some had only one head, some had no lower body, they were all floating in the air, but most of them had no attack power, just circled around them.

The daughters-in-law of several brothers of the Jing family shrank into their husband's arms in fear, obviously such a scene was beyond their imagination.

Old Man Jing's gaze at Gu Liuyin changed a little.

If it was polite before, now it has a little more respect.

The group of remnants seemed to be very jealous of Gu Liuyin's silver sword and red whip, and they didn't dare to step forward.

Gu Liuyin glanced between the group of afterimages, and seemed to feel that something was wrong.

"Old man Jing, I want to ask a question."

"Master Ruan, you say." Old man Jing was respectful.

"What strange things are happening to your children?"

"What's strange?"

"For example, if you fall ill suddenly, or die violently, or you can dream strange things......

As she spoke, Gu Liuyin's gaze fell on Jing Yan again.

This time, she found that there were more or less afterimages gathered around the heirs of the Jing family, and there were many around Jing Wei.

Even near Jian Chengwei, there were one or two afterimages lingering.

However, there was no afterimage around Jing Yan.

"Old man Jing, has anything wrong happened to Jing Yan?"

Hearing this, Old Man Jing felt a sigh in his heart.

"Did he count as a child?"

"You say."

"When he was three years old, he had a serious illness. The serious illness almost killed him, but no matter how many doctors we went to, it didn't help. By chance, I met a master who said that Jing Yan was a sign of his life, and he also calculated a hexagram for Jing Yan, saying that he would not live to be twenty-five years old. ”

Even though he knew that the girl in front of him might have any feelings with his grandson, Old Man Jing did not hesitate to tell her the facts.

After all, if the two really have something in the future, if the girl doesn't care, he won't forcibly break up the marriage.

"Can't you live to be twenty-five years old..."Gu Liuyin looked away before Jing Yan looked over.

She withdrew the silver sword and the red whip.

In an instant, everyone only felt that after the white light flashed in front of them, those afterimages suddenly disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, the sky was brighter again.

"Old man, there is something I want to talk to you and Jingyan's father alone." Gu Liuyin's face was a little serious at the moment, but she still smiled slightly.

It's as if smiling has become a habit for her.

"Okay."

The group came to the cemetery in a hurry and left.

The people who guarded the cemetery only felt that after they left, the cemetery had lightened their sense of depression.

On the way back, Jing Yan was thoughtful, and Jian Chengwei walked beside him.

It was rare to see Jing Yan's appearance, and he smiled a little evilly: "Brother, why are you depressed, is it possible that you are afraid of ghosts?" ”

He clearly remembered Zhong Huashan that day, and Jingyan sent him a photo of Xiao Xiao.

Although the room is not their own, the two must have been in the same room before.

So much so that Jian Chengwei, who only focused on the fact that the two were in the same room, didn't find out that Jing Yan had been shot at all.