"That's it!" Yun Yueqi thought as she pulled out Zhao Ting's golden soft sword from her waist.

The ghost-faced people suddenly let out a high-pitched strange sound together, unusually harsh and unpleasant, the expression on the ghost's face did not change at all, and the sound only came from the throat.

Yun Yueqi suddenly felt his heart agitated when he heard this, his qi and blood surged, and he hurriedly fought against him.

Bursts of demonic sounds hit him, and they were invisible attacks prompted by countless powers.

The snakes, insects, rats, and beasts in the bamboo forest were all scattered and fled in pain by the strange sound, and they fell to the ground and died not long after running out.

The startled bird also fell from the sky and died.

Calm down and concentrate on the exercises, and gradually the voice became distant, no longer as harsh as just now, and the mood gradually calmed down.

After half a cup of tea, the ghost-faced man's ghostly voice had been fully displayed.

can see that Yun Yueqi's face still did not change, and the strange sound stopped.

A fishy wind struck, and the judge's pen stretched out from the black robe, stabbing at him sharply.

He swung his soft sword, the golden sword net enveloping him, and the black shadows flying around him were like ghosts, striking at him again and again.

Circles of black shadows kept attacking in turns, wave after wave, and the dense golden sword net repelled countless attacks.

The attack of the black-clothed ghostface is a lose-lose strategy, and every move is a desperate move.

At the same time, he didn't care about being shrouded in the golden sword net, so one by one the black figures kept rushing forward, and then they were constantly being shocked out by the sword net.

It's like a puppet, flying out and smashing to the ground and dying.

The ghost-faced man in the back quickly made up for it, and the successive servants were like wheel battles.

Countless black shadows poured in from the forest, silently dragging away the corpses, quietly waiting to be replaced.

The dead ghost-faced people didn't make much noise when they were dying, and those who surrounded Yun Yueqi in the forest were even more like they didn't breathe.

Although the entire bamboo forest was filled with hundreds of people, Yun Yueqi seemed to only hear the sound of his own breathing.

In the dark bamboo forest in the middle of the night, the scene is extremely weird and terrifying.

But his breathing gradually became heavier, and the golden sword net gradually dispersed under the cold moonlight, no longer as airtight as at the beginning.

Suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded among the ghost-faced people, and countless judges' pens began to turn, and thin columns of water shot towards the sword net.

The water column was colorless and tasteless, and he couldn't see it at all if he didn't look closely, but his heart chuckled.

Lift the spirit, dance hard, and dance the golden sword in your hand.

Countless jets of water shot into the sword net, most of them slid down and flowed to the ground, some bouncing back and splashing on the nearby ghostfaces.

The splashed Ghostface calmly continued to attack, but yellow water gradually began to flow from the splashed places on his body, hands, and face.

After a while, the skin began to fester, the clothes showed holes, and blood flowed out.

Yun Yueqi was shocked to see it, and it was rumored in the rivers and lakes that this ghost was really so domineering.

The ghost-faced people who were devoured by the ghosts could no longer control them, and they fell to the ground and wailed in pain.

His voice was hoarse and low, and he was breathing painfully with his mouth open, watching his body gradually be corroded and melted.

Yun Yueqi looked and found that those ghost-faced people didn't have tongues, no wonder they never spoke, no wonder they didn't make too much noise.

Looking at the terrifying scene of purgatory, these struggling bodies in front of me that began to crumble into blood and water, like purgatory, couldn't help but twitch in my heart.

A small drop of water splashed through the sword net onto his hand.

He watched in disbelief, and the speed in his hand slowed down.

Countless droplets of water fell one after another at this moment, like a slight light rain, so slight that it was almost imperceptible.

Sprinkled all over the body.

Yun Yueqi stopped.

The Ghostfaces also stopped.

His eyes looked at him quietly like a dead fish, and there was no sadness, no joy, no emotion on his pale faces.

Looking at the corpses all over the ground, some of them intact and some of them decomposing and without human form, he suddenly laughed.

I didn't expect that I would end up walking this life like this.

Since entering the camp where the Yun family trained red kites, he didn't care about life and death and had no emotions, and he should only exist as an identity of a red kite.

But how fortunate he was to meet her!

Thinking about everything about her, countless days and nights that secretly protect her - Yun Yueqi's heart is satisfied.

The red kite is the messenger and the shadow guard, and the assassin is the dead soldier.

So the life of the red kite is actually the same as the life of these ghost-faced killers.

There can be no own, only tasks and orders from the master.

A tingling pain began to creep in.

He looked down, and countless small holes had appeared in the robe, and blood flowed out.

And a pair of hands that were rotten saw the bones.

I wanted to hold the golden sword hard, but my wrist hurt and I couldn't lift it.

With a soft thud, the golden sword fell to the ground.

The hand is the place where the most ghosts are scattered, and I just watched my hands turn into a pair of white bones. Even the white bones gradually softened, and finally fell to the ground in a soft and wet state.

Quietly watching his hands melt on the ground and turn into a stream of blood, he wanted to look up at the sky.

The moonlight shone on him, and there were only bones left on his face and neck.

A pair of eyes tried to look up, but they couldn't lift their necks.

There was a huge pain, and I heard my teeth chattering and bumping, making strange noises.

I can't shout anymore because my neck has begun to melt.

They were all like skeletons, their robes hung in tatters on their bones, constantly falling.

I tried to move forward, but I fell to the ground on my knees and turned into a pool of loose bones.

He lay on the ground, as if he could see his heart through his bones, still beating hard.

I wanted to laugh - but there was no flesh on my face.

"The end ...... Xi ...... "looked hard to the east, where she was going.

Last Look......

Eyes rolled to the ground.

A beating heart gradually disappeared into the blood.

Silence in the woods!

A ghost-faced man stepped forward and held out his hand.

He wore a pair of black wire gloves on his hands, and picked up Zhao Ting's jade pendant and golden sword from the blood water.

tore off a black robe, wiped the blood, turned around and floated away.

The rest of the Ghostface quickly vanished.

Only a few ghost-faced people were left to clean up the scene, and the corpses that had died but not decomposed were scattered with ghosts.

After cleaning up, the ghost-faced people quickly disappeared.

The bamboo forest was silent, except for the corpses slowly melting.

Everything will disappear as if it never happened, and everything will eventually return to dust!

has guarded her in this land for many years, and finally buried her bones here!

I've been here, I've been born!

Although it is plain and indifferent, a heart has also been hot!

He - he loved it too!

********

The Great Song Imperial Palace, in the imperial study.

Zhao Guangyi stared at a box on the dragon case for an hour, and did not move.

There were two things in the box, a golden software and a jade pendant.

I felt like crying, but I couldn't shed my tears.

I want to regret it, why is my heart suddenly so comfortable?

If you want to be happy, this should be something to be happy about, but why can't you be happy?

The eunuch who came in just now to report the matter was pulled out and cut down by him with a roar before he could speak.

So at this moment, even if the sky falls outside, no one dares to come in and die.

Leng Xiao stood outside the hall, scared into a cold sweat.

Fortunately, I quit in time after presenting the box, otherwise I am afraid that it will be me who will lose my head at this moment.

As the night wore on, a low wail came from the temple.

Leng Xiao listened carefully, like a cry and a suppressed howl.