The black-robed man swept away all the obstacles in front of him and walked quickly in front of Xu Qiyao.

As if stroking a peerless jade, he gently touched her face, revealing a somewhat doting look.

"It's time for you to wake up."

As soon as the words fell, an almost transparent bright silk thread appeared between Xu Qiyao's left and right wrists, and the brilliance flowed, and it was agile and lively.

If you look closely, you will see that the silk thread on the wrist of the right hand forms an asymmetrical circle, enough to fit in both hands.

"Uh......"

Xu Qiyao snorted, her eyelashes flickered, as if she was about to wake up immediately.

The black-robed man nodded with satisfaction, the fruit he had been waiting for for a long time was finally about to ripen.

"Click—"

Between the lightning and the fire, the bright silk thread was cut by a pair of scissors that appeared in mid-air out of thin air, and as the silk thread broke, Xu Qiyao's body made a sound like a balloon bursting, and a white shadow rose from her body.

"No!"

The stunned black-robed man didn't react for a moment, and it wasn't until things were irreversible that he realized that he had made a serious mistake - there should have been one person in the pavilion.

The person who didn't see was naturally Murong Cao, and the invisibility talisman that had been specially handled by Yang Muqing really came in handy.

"You, you, you—"

The body of the black-robed man trembled with anger, and the scene he had been looking forward to for a long time was quietly buried in Murong Cao's hands.

However, the scene did not leave him a chance to shoot at Murong Cao, a peachwood sword approached his neck at a tricky angle, if it weren't for his quick reaction, this sneak attack would have been enough to cost him a life.

He turned his head and glared at Yang Muqing, who was alive and well, and wondered how this person who was still covered in bruises just now recovered as before, and now Xu Xiaoru's resurrection is hopeless, and it is in vain for him to stay here, and he has to parry this man like the immortal King Kong, so the fool continues to fight!

The black-robed man was naturally not stupid, and after judging the situation a little, he gritted his teeth and chose to hide.

Before he completely hidden, Yang Muqing did not hurry up and sacrificed a "Buddha Extermination", and the small peachwood sword instantly turned into an air sword hundreds of times larger, splitting across the sky, and the sword momentum sealed the black-robed people everywhere, intending to calm them in place.

The machete of the black-robed man fought against the peach wood qi sword to the death, and was suppressed little by little, and the residual sword qi drilled into his body, like many blunt knives cutting wantonly, making his muscles burst out, his consciousness gradually blurred, and his hands and feet trembled uncontrollably.

Yang Muqing was slightly taken aback, the reason why the power of "Destroying Buddha" was so great was not because his skills had suddenly increased greatly, but because he had prescribed the right medicine this time - the other party must be in the position of a priest and have Buddha nature.

"What can the shaft do to me?"

The black-robed man snorted coldly, and resolutely abandoned the sword, and the peachwood sword was castrated, first splitting the proud black machete in two, and then cutting off a corner of the black robe......

That's right, it's just a corner of the black robe, this person, no, this god still succeeded in a gorgeous retreat.

Yang Muqing is not satisfied, he will accept it when he sees it, he will chase after him, the dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, the rabbit bites when he is in a hurry, this is a hard tie, he is not an ordinary person at all, and it is a good thing to go.

"How can you be sure that he won't be in love?"

Murong Cao breathed a long sigh of relief, just now when she saw the fierce eyes of the black-robed man, she couldn't wait to swallow her in one bite, she almost thought that she couldn't get out of the way, and then saw Yang Muqing abusing him on the ground, and her heart couldn't help but be secretly refreshed, and her heart was just like that.

"It's a foregone conclusion, only an idiot will be entangled."

"So, it's done?"

Murong Cao felt a little incredible, wasn't it obviously tricky? Isn't it obviously life-threatening? Isn't it only 50% sure...... Actually, I let myself get it done with a pair of scissors.

"It's finished."

Yang Muqing said with a tired smile, although he felt that the black-robed man would come to find trouble sooner or later, but the dilemma in front of him was fortunately solved.

Murong Cao hugged Xu Qiyao, who was still asleep, and cried with joy, usually she is not an emotional person, but at this moment she is uncontrollable happiness, trying her best to keep the people around her, this feeling is really great.

The ghost of Xu Xiaoru that was separated was like a shell that had been shed by a snake, although the appearance was still roughly retained, but the consciousness of occupying Xu Qiyao's body was also withdrawn, its eyes were dull at this time, it didn't know what day it was, and it didn't know where it came from, and the magic was that it was completely unconscious, it slowly moved closer to the position where Li was lying down, as if it wanted to get closer to him.

Naturally, it didn't recognize this person, but for some reason, when I saw him, I unconsciously wanted to get closer.

"Idiot."

Yang Muqing took out the porcelain vase that had collected Xu Xiaoru's remnant soul and put the phantom in front of him into the bottle.

He will take care of it for a while, and maybe he will be able to buy it a chance to return to the underworld.

It is unknown whether the twin soul incident was controlled by the black-robed man, or whether it was also a voluntary component of Xu Xiaoru's ghost, but what can be confirmed is that after this incident, it is impossible for Li Hang to forget the name "Xu Xiaoru" in this life.

"How's it going?"

Li Hang stood up abruptly with his head that was knocked out of the corner of his forehead, and shook a few times due to severe dizziness, and finally stood firm.

"The spell has been lifted, Xu Qiyao is safe and sound."

Yang Muqing answered Murong Cao before he opened his mouth, and in this regard, Murong Cao was a little indignant and gave Yang Muqing a slap in the eye.

"Great!"

Li Hang grinned and laughed like a fool, dancing with his hands, not caring about the sharp pain in his head, he walked to the front of the altar in three steps and two steps, grabbed Xu Qiyao's hand and put it on his face, rubbing it endlessly.

He smiled and smiled, tears quietly falling from the corners of his eyes.

This tear can be regarded as a tribute to the infatuated girl.