"Meow—"

After the white cat tilted its head and barked at Ling Heng, it slammed into the door!

"Hey!" Ling Heng was taken aback by the white cat's suicidal behavior.

However, the white cat disappeared as it crashed into the gate.

But the knocking on the door did not stop, and the sound of urgency seemed as if someone was anxiously seeking refuge.

Ling Heng's gaze quickly retracted from the disappearing white cat, and he stared at the door without rushing to open it.

The moon finally emerged from the thick black clouds, and the bright moonlight reflected through the windows on both sides of the gate, and Ling Heng's shadow was reflected in two by the moonlight on the ground, which was confusing.

The knocking on the door still hadn't stopped, and Ling Heng had already walked within an arm's length of the door.

"Who?"

Ling Heng's quiet voice echoed in the empty corridor, and the knock on the door stopped abruptly.

"Meow—"

He was answered by a soft meow.

Ling Heng frowned, and secretly increased his strength to hold the Spirit Halberd, and the nerves in his body entered a tense state.

Suddenly, a shadow appeared on the window.

It was a long, thin, curly shadow, like a vicious snake about to attack.

As soon as Ling Heng's gaze fell on the shadow, there was a sudden piercing scratching sound from the door, as if a beast had scratched the door with its sharp claws.

The shadow on the window changed, and the slender shadow was filled with countless spikes in an instant, becoming twice as thick as before.

That's the cat's tail blowing up.

Ling Heng hooked the corners of his mouth, pulled out a cold smile, and said leisurely, "Catwoman, are you angry?" ”

"Meow!"

The cat's meow was no longer a soft voice with a long note, but a high-pitched pitch, short and fierce.

"I've already taken care of your business, why are you still bothering me? Do you think it's appropriate for you to come to your benefactor like this? ”

Ling Heng erected the Spirit Halberd on the ground, his tone was mocking, but his eyes were as sharp as two sharp knives, about to pierce the heavy gate.

"Meow!"

A high-pitched, creepy cat meow unwillingly, and its claws scratched at the gate with all their might.

"It's useless, your little minion can come in and report the news, but you can't get in. Have you forgotten what is engraved on this door? Ling Heng's voice sounded unhurriedly, but the people outside were in a mess.

One after another, the cat's meows began to sound one after another, and it seemed particularly permeable in the dark night.

Ling Heng held the spirit halberd tightly, standing at the door with a straight body like a big tree, he seemed to have been immobilized by a spell, no matter what sound appeared outside, he didn't move, he didn't know what was waiting for.

Suddenly, all the cat meows disappeared at the same time, and the sound of high heels could be heard on the road outside!

"Da, da, da, da......"

The sound of the high heels is crisp and slow, like a beautiful woman with all kinds of amorous emotions walking leisurely, swaying her sexy body wantonly.

Ling Heng was not in the mood to figure out how much the woman outside was hooked, he was now several times more alert than just now, and put one hand on the deadbolt, about to open the door.

"Who are you?"

Catwoman instantly returned to her human form, and she was also very nervous now, not knowing whether the woman in purple, with her black body and long hair reaching the ground but unable to see her face swaying, was a human or a ghost.

The woman didn't answer Catwoman, and she didn't stop.

The black gauze-like black gas just covered her face, and her slender waist and cultivated legs did have a seductive charm, making people can't help but wonder what kind of peerless face she has.

A crack appeared in the door, and Ling Heng opened the door.

"Is that you?"

When Ling Heng saw the woman again, he immediately recognized her.

Who else could that posture and unique aura be besides that person?

"Are you here to see me?"

Ling Heng's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the spirit halberd disappeared in his hand, his hands just wanted to clasp the person in front of him.

Catwoman found that Ling Heng had opened the door, and was looking at the woman in purple stupidly, and couldn't help but sneer, "She's your best friend?" ”

Ling Heng's eyes were still firmly fixed on the woman in purple, completely treating Catwoman as air.

"I didn't expect you to have such a weakness!" After Catwoman finished speaking in an unkind tone, her hands turned into sharp claws, and she quickly attacked Ling Heng's heart.

By the time Ling Heng reacted, it was already too late.

Catwoman's claws glowing with cold light pierced Ling Heng's heart!

"Hmm!"

Ling Heng gripped Catwoman's wrist tightly and frowned in pain.

"Humph! A knife on the head of the color word, you are nothing more than that, I used to look down on you! Catwoman sneered triumphantly, and wanted to pierce her paws deeper into Ling Heng's flesh.

Ling Heng endured the pain and fought with her, and the sharp pain in his heart made Ling Heng feel so hard for the first time.

At this moment, a stream of black gas wrapped in red flames flew towards them at a gallop.

Catwoman felt a strange feeling of cold and burning heat coming from behind her, and immediately turned around.

"Ahh Catwoman screamed, two black vertical pupils appeared in her yellow-green eyes, and her claws left Ling Heng's body in an instant, hurriedly dodging the strange black qi.

Ling Heng was also attracted by the appearance of this black qi, and when Catwoman's claws left his heart, he pressed the wound on his heart tightly, and hurriedly searched for the trace of the woman in purple.

The woman in purple is gone.

Blood continued to drip down Ling Heng's fingers to the ground, and the smell of blood was particularly strong in the lonely and dark night, luring all kinds of demons lurking in the shadows.

Catwoman disappeared into the night to escape the attack of the black gas, and countless eyes that glowed in the dark night disappeared with her.

Only Ling Heng was left panting in pain in the night.

"Damn! Where the hell are you? Ling Heng's eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together, and the longing call echoed in the vast dark night, as if a stone had sunk into the sea, and there was no response.

"What the hell do you mean? Why do you save me from danger every time, but you still don't want to see me properly? ”

It wasn't until all the blood coagulated and the wound healed that Ling Heng reluctantly turned around and returned to the house in a gloomy manner.

Turning on the shower, the water flowed over Ling Heng's sturdy and compact body, washing away the remaining blood stains on his skin, but even in the dense water vapor, the unique aura of the woman in purple still clearly lingered in front of Ling Heng.

It was a very special aroma, with extreme allure, but also extremely dangerous, and even mixed with a little smell of death, once you smell it, you can never forget it.

Sleepless nights.

Ling Heng kept recalling the experience of that night a hundred years ago, and even if the heat in his heart was about to devour him, he didn't want to stop remembering.

A hundred years ago, the people of the Soul Fears lived in a small town in the north.

On the surface, the seemingly unremarkable northern town has been saved by various powers, and it is at ease.

Their happiness does not depend on flattery, nor on being strong and stubborn, but because of a layer of enchantment built by the Spirit Clan with spiritual power as a shield, so that they can have no quarrel with the world.

This shield is a large forest with a calm atmosphere, and the people who enter the forest never go out, no matter who they are, what equipment they have, they have no return.

I heard from the elders of the Spirit Deterrent Clan that this barrier is to prevent demons, but no one knows what kind of demon is making the Spirit Deterrent Clan so jealous and careful.

Although the Soul Warrior Clan lives in seclusion in the enchantment, they are not completely isolated from the world.

When every Soul Hunter reaches the age of eighteen and becomes an adult, they are allowed to step out of the barrier and go out into the outside world to experience it.

The duration of the training is three months, and when the time is up, you must return, otherwise you will be brought back by the elders and severely punished.

Ling Heng's name at the time was Ling Yexun, and when he was eighteen years old, he was allowed to go out to practice with three boys who were also eighteen years old, as well as two girls.

As soon as the six of them came to the bustling and lively world, their hearts all grew grass.

The Spirits have been raised to be independent since childhood, so instead of ganging up, they choose their favorite places to travel separately.

After they separated in the capital, Ling Yexun was not in the same hurry as the others to look elsewhere, and still stayed in the capital, intending to read the prosperity of the capital.

One day, he came to a grand mansion, and was carefully admiring the grandeur of the mansion, guessing the identity of the owner of the mansion, when he suddenly saw a sky-high resentment coming out of the mansion.

"It's not good, this house looks so magnificent, how can there be such resentment?" Midnight wanted to go in and find out, but it would be too reckless to visit so rashly.

Seeing that the resentment is deep, as a spirit deterrent clan who is born with the ability to subdue demons and eliminate demons, he can't sit idly by.

After Ling Heng hesitated for a moment, he finally knocked on the knocker.

Soon, someone came and opened the door for him.

A gorgeously dressed middle-aged man with a generous appearance appeared at the door, and when he saw Ling Heng, who had a long body and a handsome face, he was stunned at first, and then asked politely: "This son, who are you looking for?" ”

Ling Yexun quickly glanced at the house, and replied calmly: "I passed by your mansion and suddenly felt thirsty, can I ask if I can ask for water?" ”

The elegant and steady Ling Heng left a good impression on the middle-aged man, who smiled and said, "Oh, it turns out that you are not a local. Wait a minute, I'll go and tell the master, and if he agrees with you, you can come in and rest and have a cup of tea. ”

Hearing the middle-aged man's answer, Ling Yexun was a little shocked.

Even a housekeeper can dress so luxuriously, who is the owner of this house?

Taking advantage of the housekeeper's departure, Ling Ye hurriedly raised his head to see what kind of house it was, but the strange thing was that the plaque on the house was blurry.

"It's weird! There was a lot of resentment in the house, but there was no black air on the housekeeper's face. Ah, could it be ......" Ling Ye suddenly understood.

"This son, my lord is invited, please come with me."

The housekeeper came back, and the smile on his face became more enthusiastic, which made Ling Yexun a little flattered, but he didn't expect to enter the house so smoothly.

Following the housekeeper all the way, Ling Yexun found that this mansion was really more magnificent than it looked from the outside, and the person who lived here must be a high-ranking and powerful nobleman.

While Ling Yexun was still looking around, the butler stopped in front of a room with a closed door.

"Childe, it's here."

"Thank you!" Ling Yexun said politely.

The butler smiled and gently pushed open the door, "Childe, please come in, the master has ordered someone to prepare tea for you." ”