Night is shrouded and darkness falls.

In the obstetrics and gynecology department of Shunfeng, several nurses and doctors on duty are wandering around.

Suddenly, in a corner of the corridor, a figure with a slender figure flashed quickly, heading straight for Su Lan's ward......

Song Ziming, who was sitting in front of the hospital bed, was recuperating with his eyes closed, and he reacted so quickly, as if he sensed something.

I saw him open his eyes suddenly, and the lines of a small bronze sword suddenly appeared on his forehead.

This is a symbol of the bronze level Onmyoji and a proof of great strength.

"Since you're here, just show up!"

Song Ziming's eyes looked out of the door, and suddenly an angry shout came out of his mouth.

The sudden sound in this ward frightened Su Lan, who was sleeping soundly on the hospital bed, and her whole body couldn't help but feel a thrill.

After waking up, Su Lan hurriedly sat up and looked in the direction of Song Ziming's gaze.

"Ziming, what's wrong! Ziming? ”

Su Lan was a little panicked and asked Song Ziming beside him.

But Song Ziming didn't pay attention to his beloved wife, but continued to stare at the door with a grim face.

"Boom, I can't imagine it. In this declining town, there is still the existence of an onmyoji. ”

At this time, there was a sudden sneering sound of yin and yang.

After hearing this voice, Song Ziming's gaze became extremely solemn.

Because he felt that the dirty thing standing outside the door at this time was a guy who was not even afraid of himself.

"I, Song Ziming, am a disciple of the inner sect of the Taiqing Taoist Temple, and I still don't retreat from the younger generation?"

Since he is a bronze-level onmyoji, he can't get the attention of the other party.

Then Song Ziming did not hesitate to fake the tiger for the sake of his wife and children.

With a hint of luck, he moved out of his mentorship, hoping to deter this guy.

"Taiqing Taoist Temple? Hehe, kind of interesting. However, even if it is a master of the Taiqing Taoist Temple, you are not qualified to let the old man retreat! ”

The guy outside the door seemed to be very amused by Song Ziming's threatening words.

Su Lan is a woman's family, how can he have seen such a scene.

At this time, she already vaguely felt that the guy standing outside the door was a ghost.

So she grabbed her husband Song Ziming's arm tightly, and her whole body trembled involuntarily.

"Whether I'm qualified or not depends on how good you are!"

Song Ziming stretched out his right hand and gently patted his wife's shoulder twice to show comfort, and then stood up and glared angrily at the door.

He didn't wait, and the guy outside the door answered his words.

Instead, without hesitation, he took out a pale yellow charm from his bosom.

Then he slowly read in his mouth, "With my god, there is a Yue chapter later." The divine master kills, does not avoid the strong, first kills the evil ghosts, and then cuts the night light. What god is not subdued, what ghost dares to be? Haste as a law. ”

After Song Ziming finished reciting the incantation, he waved his wrist violently and slapped the charm in his palm towards the door.

When the spell fell, pale blue smoke rose from the door of the ward.

"You're kind of funny, the Demon Slaying Spell does have the ability to hurt me. But such a spell is cast by a waste like you, hehe......"

Song Ziming knew in his heart that the guy outside the door was powerful, so as soon as he made a move, it was his most powerful blow.

But what he didn't expect was that he was greeted by the other party's sarcasm.

At this time, Song Ziming's heart couldn't help but tremble.

He had a bad feeling that the guy outside the door wasn't coming towards him.

Because with his strength, he will definitely not provoke such a powerful enemy.

If that's the case, Song Ziming really didn't dare to think about it anymore.

"You, you, who are you? Doctor, doctor, guard, guard......"

Song Ziming stretched out his arms to protect Su Lan's mother and son behind him, and then his body trembled a little and shouted outside the ward......

Outside the ward, the nurses and doctors on duty did not seem to notice anything unusual in the ward.

It was as if Song Ziming's family of three had been isolated.

At this moment, the lights in the room suddenly dimmed.

"Hoo ......"

A gust of wind blew, and the window of the ward was blown open in an instant.

Because Su Lan didn't have mana, he was blown by the yin wind, and he couldn't help but shiver all over his body.

But out of the nature of a woman's maternal love, she still hugged Song Zhong tightly in her arms.

"Hey, hey, hey...... My little cutie, come, give me your Donghuang Bell. Then I will eat it and devour the energy on your body, maybe this seat will be able to enter the list of 100 ghosts. ”

An extremely gloomy grimace suddenly appeared in front of Xiao Song Zhong's eyes.

It was a face that could not be described in human words.

The moment she saw that face, Song Zhong's mother, Su Lan, was so frightened that she almost fainted.

As for Xiao Song Zhong, although he couldn't understand what the ugly-faced guy was saying.

But his hands involuntarily clenched the bell in his hand, as if he was afraid of being taken away by the guy in front of him.

"You are an obstacle, don't embarrass my family, something is coming at me."

Song Ziming saw this ghost-faced man and ignored himself.

Instead, he violated his family, and his mentality exploded immediately.

So he desperately threw himself at the grimace.

"Hmph, the mantis arm is a car, and it is not self-sufficient."

The strange voice of yin and yang sounded again.

Immediately afterwards, a yin wind blew, blowing Song Ziming's entire body upside down and flying out more than three meters away.

"Bang ......"

Song Ziming's body came into close contact with the walls around the ward.

He clearly felt that his internal organs seemed to be about to shatter at this time.

At this time, he really felt that there was an insurmountable gap between himself and the other party.

"Hahahaha...... Even if you're better than me, so what? Today, even if I, Song Ziming, are broken bones, I won't let you hurt my son. ”

The corners of Song Ziming's mouth flowed out of two streams of red blood, and he was already seriously injured at this time.

He stretched out his hands and barely supported himself to stand up, the small sword on his forehead that symbolized the strength of the bronze level Onmyoji shone.

In the world of Onmyoji, almost all people who have cultivated into Onmyoji have a secret technique.

That is to blow up one's own cultivation, so that he can instantly burst out with powerful energy and die with the enemy.

But if you really do that, the onmyoji who blew himself up and lost his cultivation will be immortal and difficult to enter reincarnation.

The ghost-faced man glanced at Song Ziming's gaze, and couldn't help but hesitate in his heart, in fact, he was not as strong as he showed at this time.

In this world, a human being who can cultivate into an onmyoji can be called one in a thousand.

Even if it is a bronze-level onmyoji like Song Ziming, he is a rare talent in the sect.

If it weren't for the fact that the "Donghuang Bell" was too attractive to him, this guy would definitely not take a risk and make a move against the disciples of the Taiqing Taoist Temple.

"Ziming, Ziming, you don't want to be like this. Even if Lan'er is dead, she will protect our son. ”

Seeing Song Ziming's tragic situation at this time, Su Lan was really heartbroken.

She forcibly suppressed her fear of the ghost-faced man, and slammed her hands into her arms to hold Xiao Song Zhong.

"Smack......

A crisp voice resounded throughout the ward.

I saw that on Su Lan's handsome cheeks, there were already five more finger prints at this time.

"Slut, shut up and get out of the way!"

Ghost-faced man, that grim voice sounded again.

Su Lan, who had not cultivated in his body, suddenly felt as if his head was about to explode in an instant.

But her hands still grabbed her son hard, not letting him be hurt by the ghost-faced man.

"I, I, I fought with you......"

Seeing his wife being beaten, his son was about to worry about his life.

Song Ziming was desperate and pounced towards the ghost-faced man, and his pounce was mixed with a sense of death.

At this time, he could only pray secretly in his heart.

The adopted daughter Lingling can move the rescuers of the sect over quickly.

If you slow down a little more, your family of three will really have to explain here.

The ghost-faced man looked at Song Ziming who was rushing towards him, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of disdain.

In his eyes, a bronze-level onmyoji was no threat to him at all.

The only thing he was afraid of was the crazy revenge of the Taiqing Taoist Temple against him after killing Song Ziming.

After all, bronze-level onmyoji, even if it is placed in a sect like Taiqing Taoism, it is rare.

Sure enough, when Song Ziming hadn't approached the ghost-faced man's body.

Suddenly, there was an extra barrier in the air, which knocked Song Ziming a little dizzy.

"Brute, I know that with my strength, even if I blow myself up, I won't be able to die with you. But when I die, you will also enter the must-kill list of the Taiqing Taoist Temple, and when the time comes...... Hum! ”

While Song Ziming spoke, he had already secretly used the mana of his whole body.

As long as the ghost-faced man in front of him does something to hurt his wife and children, he will not hesitate to blow himself up.

The road is one foot high, and the magic is one foot high.

In this world, even if ghosts and monsters are rampant, there are still sects that make them fearful.

Obviously, the Taiqing Taoist Temple is such an existence.

The ghost-faced man looked at the baby holding the Donghuang Bell in front of him, and couldn't help but think about it in his heart.

But in the end, his reason still did not overcome his greed.

The Donghuang Bell, one of the top ten artifacts of ancient China, has surpassed all temptations for him.

"Today, even if the real people of the Taiqing Taoist Temple gather, they will not want to stop me."

The ghost-faced man shouted angrily, and then reached out and grabbed Xiao Song Zhong in Su Lan's arms.