In this not short life, some things may be hidden, but it does not mean that they will disappear.

For example, the reunion after a long absence, or the remnants of the seven nights that have been hidden in the depths of Leng Qi's soul.

Many years ago in Qinling, it was the first time that the remnants of Qiye appeared, and he said to Leng Qi: "Let me be my true self again......"

Today, many years later, the second brother who sounded in the prison of broken life once again penetrated Leng Qi's soul and completely evoked the persistent remnants hidden in the depths of Leng Qi's soul.

That remnant thought was so crazy that it didn't even give Leng Qi the slightest psychological preparation, so it swept Leng Qi's consciousness irritably, and in the end, it only turned into a roar that implied heavy unwillingness and bitter longing: "Little girl......"

A second brother, a little woman, spanned thousands of years.

Leng Qimeng opened his eyes violently, with a strange look in his eyes that was similar to the two of them before, and Li Mengkai and Liuqing, who were startled, retreated again and again......

also noticed that Leng Qi was wrong, as well as Uncle Du, Liu Yuanqing, and the black and white ghosts.

Seeing Uncle Du's worried face, Liu Yuanqing sighed, and waved his hand with a complicated expression: "It's just the remnants of the past, it's okay, the attainments on the path of Qiwa can't compare to him after all, and besides, in the final analysis, it's still his own cause and effect ...... for seven nights."

Under the gaze of many incredulous eyes, Leng Qi wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth and staggered to his feet, the tearing pain coming from this body made his figure stagger and stagger.

But at this moment, Leng Qi didn't seem to care at all, and he didn't look at the people around him, he just staggered like crazy looking for something......

Until in front of everyone's eyes, a figure gradually walked out of the darkness in the depths of the prison of broken life.

At that moment, the field suddenly fell silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

Then, the sound of gasping gradually came from the crowd, and they seemed to have forgotten their intentions at this time, just staring at the figure who came out in a green wedding dress, and could no longer take their eyes off.

Li Mengkai, Yuan Zhenzi, Liu Qing, Zhang Jixiang...... That's all the same.

The charm of the sky fox charms all beings.

also saw the figure that was enough to charm all beings, as well as Luo Li in the dark......

Leng Qi stared at the face in his memory that was smiling at him in a daze, for a long time, with red eyes, he rushed over and tightly held the figure in his arms.

Su Yu quietly looked up at Leng Qi's side face, and asked softly, "Second brother?" ”

Leng Qi only hugged him tighter: "Little girl, you ...... Remember me......"

At that moment, in the corner where no one noticed, Luo Li suddenly cried, biting his lip with red eyes, and trying his best to suppress his choking voice......

Uncle Du looked at the black and white ghost in shock, with a puzzled expression: "The soul of the sky fox, how can there be an entity?" ”

Jiu'er also tilted her head, rubbed her eyes, and said to herself in the same confusion: "Oh, sister, how did she become a human being, it's so beautiful, not like me, fluffy ......"

The black and white ghost and the horse looked at each other, I don't know what I thought, and their expressions were extremely complicated.

But before Uncle Du could ask clearly, the group of old witches led by Miao Jiang in the crowd were extremely excited, dancing with their hands, and their voices became sharp: "The Twelve Ancestral Witches are on the Heavenly Fox......

A word wakes up the dreamer.

Everyone reacted from their obsession, their faces flushed, and their original fears and horrors seemed to have vanished, and they screamed madly and surrounded them.

The old witch led by Miao Jiang looked at Leng Qi with a trembling voice: "I don't care if you are Leng Qi or Qiye, there are people who practice corpses and involve you, I want to see how those guys can stop us people?" ”

Three teachings and nine streams, a sea of people.

Black and white impermanence glanced at the old witch and the fanatical crowd in disgust, and snorted coldly meaninglessly: "For the sake of a vain thing, so rushing, stupid!" ”

Liu Yuanqing blew his beard and scolded the black and white ghosts: "You two have this kung fu, can't you help?" Hooking other people's souls is hooking, and hooking the souls of these people is also hooking! ”

The black and white ghost muffled his voice and looked unhappy: "No, our brothers can't get involved in this big cause and effect, and we can't interfere, God knows what the consequences will be if we get it!" ”

Liu Yuanqing pointed at the two people, his mouth trembled for a long time, and he only scolded: "Two turtle grandchildren, cowardice!" And he said nothing.

Yuan Zhenzi's face was gloomy, pinching the trick, stepping on the cave and calling the three handsome Bugang, and three huge phantoms appeared behind him.

Zhang Jixiang carried a dagger and flew into the crowd, Li Mengkai, Uncle Du, and even the monk Liuqing also had a look of anger in their eyes for the first time......

Leng Qi looked coldly at the sea of people who were constantly approaching, the killing intent in his eyes flashed, and he protected Su Wei behind him, and he didn't pinch it, he just raised his hand, and the sky-turning seal had already slapped over.

But the huge handprint in mid-air dissipated in vain before it fell into the crowd.

Yang Chengfeng borrowed Qiye's corpse, and in the blink of an eye, he had already pressed to Leng Qi, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Two similar faces, eyes facing each other.

"Yang Chengfeng, what if you borrowed my body back then? Although you are now gathered with three souls, after all, you are just a puppet manipulated by the corpse, you have harmed me with two lives, and today I will punish you with a catastrophe! ”

Leng Qi just said it, but his face changed greatly.

Because the corners of Yang Chengfeng's mouth were raised, he suddenly spoke, his voice was the same as Leng Qi, he sneered in a low voice, and his eyebrows were ruthless: "Hey, puppet? You can't do it if you can use me Yang Chengfeng as a puppet in the world, just rely on them? I can't look down on the body of that ordinary boy surnamed Huang, if I don't pretend to be a little bit like this, how can I get this corpse now......"

As soon as these words fell, the figure of the corpse practitioner who had words suddenly froze, and looked at Yang Chengfeng in horror, ** The puppet is impossible to speak by himself......

Yang Chengfeng beckoned, and the white jade pen in the hand of the person who practiced the corpse suddenly flew out of thin air and fell into his own hand.

Until this time, the person who practiced the corpse still couldn't believe the scene in front of him, and muttered: "What...... How...... Probably ......"

Yang Chengfeng smiled playfully, looked at the group of people who practiced corpses, and said softly: "I tried my best to gather my three souls, but I just want to train me into a puppet as a hole card in my hand, so as to help you and others get the twelve ancestral witches!" What a calculation, do you treat your deity like this? ”

Yang Chengfeng smiled with murderous intent.

The person who practiced the corpse fell to the ground with a puff, his body trembling like chaff, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Yang Chengfeng played with the white jade pen, glanced at the chaotic scene, then looked at the black and white ghost, and smiled disdainfully: "It turned out to be a famous impermanence brother, the white judgment pen is here with me, dare to come and get it?" ”

The black and white devil's face was extremely ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "Hugh is rampant! ”

"Rampant? Hahaha......" Yang Chengfeng smiled and smiled, suddenly stopped, glared at Leng Qi, and a hint of banter flashed in his eyes: "Since you are now seven nights, then I should give you a good gift!" ”

After speaking, Yang Chengfeng waved his hand, and the black evil qi in the sky rolled towards the person who was kneeling on the ground, and after that, the black robe that was tightly wrapped around the person who practiced the corpse was shattered in response!

At this time, the people present finally saw the mysterious appearance of the core figure of this corpse training lineage.

And almost at the same time, suddenly two cries of liver and gall were heard.

One came from the throat of Leng Qi, who had been temporarily awakened by the remnants of the seven nights.

When another cry sounded, a drunken figure suddenly crawled out of the crowd, crying loudly, but it was the blind old man, Zhang Zhengling, who was also the former master of Qiye......

Practice the corpse, practice the human corpse, and the soul is gone.

And at this moment, among the corpse demons who fell to the ground and were trained by the corpse training, the leader was Lu Zhengyang, and the rest of the corpse demons were all the elders of Qiye's former division......

Yang Chengfeng laughed, waved the white judgment pen in his hand, and pointed at Leng Qi: "Oh, look, how good I am to you!" Seven nights, I just don't know how long your residual thoughts can last, haha? What do you have now? What are you going to do to fight me, hahahaha......"

Leng Qi's eyes were about to split, he looked up to the sky and howled, and his clothes were hunting.

In the depths of the prison, the collapsed rubble, the broken chains the thickness of several buckets......

The huge soul locking platform under the two turquoise crystal coffins suddenly trembled and cracked, and there were faint sword sounds from inside, like crying and complaining......