Qiu Sanpi touched the cloth bag on his chest and said in a low voice: "I won't let the same thing happen a second time." As he spoke, he bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mist of blood.

Wu Li's expression changed greatly, his hands swung rapidly, several strange gestures hit the gray mist, and in the turn of his breath, a gloomy aura overflowed.

"The Hungry Door - Open"

In an instant, the gray mist stopped wriggling, a fat, bloody hand stretched out, and then a baby with an iron face crawled out.

The dead baby was called a ghost-eating baby, and it was a very vicious corpse.

The refining of ghost eater babies is also extremely cruel, abusing babies born less than 100 days old to death, and then imprinting their young souls in their bodies, and putting them in the infested places of the five animals, and when the resentment accumulates enough, the blood sacrifice will be formed in the sub-hour of the night of serving the demons.

Ghost keepers must be fed with heart and blood, and when they reach the age of one, they will grow into evil spirits.

Suddenly, the dead fish eyes in mid-air opened their eyelids, and a stream of blood swept by, and the dry tree in front of them instantly decomposed into a pile of dead powder.

The ghost eater babies all crawled out, opening their mouths to let out oozing weeps, keeping the blood out.

"You actually raised a resentful baby, and you are not afraid that the academy will kill you after it finds out. Seeing the distorted face of the ghost eater, Qiu Sanpi felt an inexplicable cramping pain in his heart.

Wu Li snorted disdainfully, and said indifferently: "None of you two can go out, what do I have to worry about." ”

"Madness, go to death. Qiu Sanpi slapped his chest violently, spit out a large mouthful of blood, and turned into a Dao inscription and floated into the ashes.

"Immortal's Bloody Eyes"

In an instant, the gray gas turned dark red, and the dead fish eyes were no longer lifeless, and they looked much smarter.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Wu Li opened his mouth and spat out a thick gray mist at the ghost eater, and then made a series of complicated handprints.

The Ghost Eater turned around, his hideous face showing ferocity, and three inches of fangs growing out of his mouth, screaming and pounced.

The dead fish eyes also completely opened their eyelids at this moment, and the huge eyeballs were covered with blood, and there were no black pupils, only the whites of the eyes.

The ghost eater baby instantly pounced on the dead fish's eye, opened its mouth and bit it, and a black glow also emerged from the dead fish's eye.

"Whew"

The void shook violently, revealing a wild current, blowing away the resentment in the sky, and the two ghosts gradually dissipated in midair.

"Poof"

Qiu Sanpi clutched his chest and spurted out a mouthful of black blood, this magical power was connected to his heart and soul, and the dissipation of the dead fish eye was extremely counterproductive to him.

"Destroying the Cursed Body, it's exciting to think about. Wu Li's face flushed abnormally, and he was obviously not lightly attacked.

Qiu Sanpi clenched the cloth bag on his chest and whispered, "Brother, I'm sorry for breaking my oath." ”

Wu Li walked forward slowly, waved his hand and took out a mourning stick, and without a moment of hesitation, he raised his hand and slammed it down.

"Bang"

A spear lay across Qiu Sanpi's head, blocking the mourning stick that had fallen.

Luo Chen held a gun in one hand, stood behind Qiu Sanpi, and said coldly: "If you want to kill my friend, do you have to ask my opinion." ”

"With your weak strength, dare to stand in my way. Wu Li raised the mourning stick, crossed it in front of his chest, and quickly retreated.

Luo Chen didn't say a word, raised his spear and swept forward.

"Boy, it's a good thing to do bad to me, and I will kill you another day. Wu Li blocked the blade of the gun above his head, and the figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.

At this time, Luo Chen breathed a sigh of relief, and with two simple blows, his tiger's mouth was already numb.

"Ahem..."

Qiu Sanpi clutched his chest and coughed a few times, got up and said, "Since it's over, let's leave quickly, don't wait for him to notice." ”

Luo Chen didn't hesitate, picked up Qiu Sanpi and left in a hurry.

He also knew that it was not advisable to stay here for a long time, and after the two of them were seriously injured, he was able to pick up a bargain.

Along the way, he learned about Wu Li's origin from Qiu Sanpi's mouth.

The leader among the disciples of the outer court, and also the second-in-command in the Honghui faction, is known as the ghost cultivator known as the impermanence of the ghost mansion, Wu Li.

As for why the Qingwu Academy would tolerate a ghost cultivator, it was only because of his special physique, Yin and Netherworld Absolute Body, and the innate Yin Spirit Body, cultivating the Ghost Dao and Evil Law would get twice the result with half the effort.

However, who would have thought that his mind had long been twisted.

On the stone road of the north courtyard, a figure hurriedly walked into a bamboo courtyard by the moonlight.

The courtyard is paved with blue bricks, and the surrounding walls are dragged with fine inscriptions, and the slightest spiritual air flow is in the middle, and the faint white light emitted illuminates the entire courtyard.

Next to the bamboo house, there is a plum blossom stake, the copper stake is the size of a baby's arm, and there are hideous beasts hanging on it, and the pile is full of sharp blades.

A figure took advantage of the faint white light to dance a spear on the plum blossom stake.

The wooden door creaked open, and a young man in white walked in slowly, and said with a light smile: "Senior brother, you are still so hardworking, it's rare." ”

The young man has silver hair and a shawl, a slender figure, a little vermilion in the center of his eyebrows, his narrow eyes glow with a pale silver light, and a special mark like a dragon and a snake faintly appears at the corners of his eyes.

The whole person exudes a unique temperament, which is unforgettable.

Hearing the movement at the door, the figure on the wooden stake gradually regained his strength, turned around and stepped on the sharp blade and walked down the plum stake.

There are three factions in the outer court, this person is the helmsman of Honghui, known as a gun in his hand, and Zhao Rulong, who is known as an invincible gun idiot.

"I don't know what Senior Brother Cui is doing when he comes here late at night. Zhao Rulong gently wiped the spear in his hand, and then waved his hand behind him.

In the bamboo house, a disciple hurriedly trotted over, leaned over to take the spear, went back to the house and brought out a pot of hot tea, put it on the stone table in front of the house, and then quietly retreated.

Zhao Rulong poured two cups of hot tea, gestured and said, "A cup of inferior tea, I hope Senior Brother Cui will not dislike it." ”

"Haha"

The young man in white flicked his hem lightly, walked over slowly, and said with a chuckle: "Senior brother has something to ask you, junior brother, why are you so polite." ”

"What made you ignore the rules and go back to the outer courtyard without permission. Zhao Rulong took a sip of hot tea and said suspiciously.

The disciples of the inner courtyard of the Qingwu Academy are not allowed to interfere in the lives of the disciples of the outer court, and they must not have too much contact with the disciples of the outer court without special circumstances. In this way, the greatest thing is to avoid the situation of the inner court disciples bullying the weak, and also to prevent the evil behavior of the outer court disciples from bullying others.

And the young man in white is none other than the eldest son of the Cui family, Cui Jia.

The first in the last disciple competition, who was also the helmsman of the original Honghui, gave way to Zhao Rulong when he entered the inner courtyard.

Cui Jia frowned slightly, expressed dissatisfaction with his cold attitude, and said, "Senior brother, the posture of the guild master is getting heavier and heavier. ”

"Senior brother..."

Zhao Rulong interrupted him with a flick of his sleeves and said softly: "This tea is cold, isn't it time to get down to business." ”

After these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the small courtyard froze to the extreme.

After a few breaths, Cui Jia's tail finger moved slightly, and he said with a chuckle: "Senior brother, my brother is here mainly for him this time. So saying, he took a leather scroll from his bosom and placed it on the stone table.

"Oh, there are disciples who don't have long eyes, have you offended your senior brother? Zhao Rulong said in a slightly nasal voice, spread out the leather scroll and asked with a chuckle.

Cui Jia didn't pay much attention to his provocative smile, and said lightly: "This son was originally a prisoner of my family, and he escaped for some reason. ”

Zhao Rulong raised his eyebrows slightly, listened quietly, and didn't say too much.

"However, who would have thought that he would become a disciple of the outer court. Cui Jia tapped his fingers on the stone table and said, "That's why the old man sent a message saying that he didn't want to leave any troubles." ”

Zhao Rulong understood and replied: "Just him, I will order him to go down and let people do him secretly." ”

"No..."

Cui Jia waved his hand to stop it, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his pupils, and said: "The main family should have the generosity of the main family, don't kill people in silence at every turn." Give him hope first, then extinguish it completely, you know how to do it. ”

"Haha, I'll satisfy you. ”

Zhao Rulong put away the leather scroll, got up and handed it to the disciple outside the door and whispered a few words, and said, "Senior brother, are you relieved now?" ”

Cui Jia looked at each other and smiled, then sat down to drink, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.

......

In another place in the north courtyard, in front of the Huangzi Ding Courtyard, two figures supported each other and walked in.

I don't know why, Luo Chen doesn't hate Qiu Sanpi as much as he used to, maybe it's because he sacrificed his life to protect the Fa, maybe it's other reasons.

Only Qiu Sanpi said a few words on the road, and after explaining who they met, they were basically silent.

Sending Qiu Sanpi back to the house, Luo Chen struggled for a long time, but still said softly: "Heipi, thank you just now." ”

"Thank you, didn't you say it all, we're friends. Qiu Sanpi was stunned for a while, waved his hand, and said weakly.

Luo Chen took a breath lightly and said, "Yes, let's have a good rest." With that, he closed the door and walked out.

"It was the first time I had friends and it felt good. Looking at the hidden door, Qiu Sanpi muttered a word, and then crossed his knees to breathe.

After returning to the house, Luo Chen lay on the bed, closed his eyes and observed the black mist in the acupoints in his body.

According to the statement in "The Remnant of the Ghost", when the first cloud of ghost mist is condensed, the ghost mist is absorbed into the Taiyuan acupoint at the right wrist.

After turning into a mist, the ghost mist will form a faint suction, absorbing the resentment in the void at all times.

But just now, he just hurriedly condensed the ghost mist, and after absorbing it into the Taiyuan Acupoint, he didn't pay too much attention to it, and he woke up in a hurry.

At this moment, observing the situation in the acupuncture tunnel, there is only scattered mist inside, and the fog is all washed away.

"Although it didn't condense into a spiral, with the ghost mist, everything is easy to say. Luo Chen slowly opened his eyes, walked to the futon in the corner, and sat cross-legged.

A black mist spilled from his right wrist, squirming slowly in front of him.

As the spiritual power in Luo Chen's body gushed out, the black mist then gathered towards the center, forming a pale black mist at a slow speed.

I don't know how long it took, the ghost mist condensed again, and Luo Chen quickly spit out a breath of blood.

The color of the pale black mist gradually changed, and after a while, after completely fusing that breath of qi and blood, the ghost mist really took shape.

The dark ghost mist exuded a breathtaking aura, but Luo Chen had the illusion of a heart-to-heart connection.

"Turning the Mist into a Spiral"

Luo Chen muttered softly, and a faint cyclone appeared in the ghost mist, and as the cyclone turned, the ghost mist began to gather towards the center.

Half an hour later, a funnel-shaped mist appeared in front of him.

Luo Chen also understood that the ghost mist had already formed, and this moment was the best time to absorb it, so he raised his right hand and said softly in his mouth: "Taiyuan acupoint, open." ”

A shallow suction force appeared on the wrist, and the mist swirl slowly drilled into the wrist.

"Whew, it's finally done, it's not easy. Luo Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead and took a deep breath.

Peacefully, he walked to the side of the bed and fell asleep.

It wasn't until the second day, when Wumo knocked on the door and called him to eat, that Luo Chen got up slowly.