"Giggle......" Yuyan's laughter is very soft, but it goes straight to the bottom of people's hearts. Yuyan's laughter actually made his mental power a little separated. He had never seen such a terrifying mental control.

Qingqing's cultivation is not very high, and it is already much worse than that of Poor Qi, and it is naturally incomparable with Yuyan. Her eyes were a little hollow, and she didn't know what was going on.

Poor Qi protected her behind him, and he could feel her changes. However, at this time, he was concentrating on preparing for the battle, and it was normal that he could not take into account the changes in Qingqing.

Poor Qi looked at Yuyan with both eyes, excluded the laughter from the bottom of his heart, and concentrated his mental strength, because if he didn't pay attention, Yuyan would probably kill him. In fact, I don't know why, he always feels that the rain and smoke will definitely be bad for him, and even endanger his life.

Yuyan looked at him with a smile, and his fingers pinched out a finger, and there was a faint ink color circulating in his fingertips.

Poor didn't have time to think about what this decision represented, he only knew that it was a battle of life and death.

Poor Qi turned on the talisman true qi to prevent the rain and smoke from attacking his fatal parts. He looked vigilant, ready for the strongest attack and the strongest defense.

After Yuyan's finger was pinched out, some faint black qi waves appeared around her, but this qi wave had been under Yuyan's control and had no effect on Qianqi.

Yuyan smiled slightly, her attack range had been determined, and Poor Qi had been locked by her, and it was impossible for her to escape. Now she has as long as Poor Qiang's attack power does not require Poor Qiang to really submit to her. Now that she's here, she's sure to succeed in subduing him. She was reluctant to use only a wisp of poor soul, he was much more useful than him.

Before they knew it, they appeared near the Nai River again, and they knew it was not good to look at the tense atmosphere of drawing their swords. Meng Po glanced at it, but she only glanced at it, and she didn't stop it, and she had no way to stop it.

Behind the rain and smoke is the Lethe River, and the whole river is so quiet, as if it is just an ordinary river flowing quietly. However, the Lethe River is the Lethe River, it is not an ordinary river after all, it does not contain water, but tens of thousands of struggling ghasts.

It's so quiet, it's so scary. Sometimes it's not because the silence is frightening, it's the explosion after the silence. Especially in such a place where it is impossible to be quiet.

It only took a few breaths for Poor Qi to know that he was wrong. He shouldn't have thought about defending first, and he shouldn't have thought that if he struck first, he would show a flaw first, because he felt the unrest inside the Lethe River. It's just that it seems to be a little late.

Even though he had resisted with his fastest speed and greatest strength, he had not been able to succeed. Because, the judgment of the rain and smoke aroused the anger of tens of thousands of evil spirits.

I saw that the Lechuan River suddenly surged, and all kinds of roars were endless. The river suddenly rose a few inches, but these few inches were also terrifying!

The ghast suddenly attacked, and a huge number of ghasts collectively attacked Poor Qi, even if he had three heads and six arms, there was no way to easily dodge it. He had to use all his mental strength to deal with these things, but being able to be turned into a ghast still had his own power.

When these ghasts attacked the poor people, they all walked around the rain and smoke. It was as if the poor were the culprits who caused them to suffer this never-ending pain in this Lechuan River. Leaving no stone unturned, pouring out of the nest, exchanging lives for lives, as if it were talking about them.

After an hour-long attack, the poor man retreated violently, his mouth was fishy, but he swallowed the blood alive. I don't know how many times he's wanted to scold, but he won't have the time.

"The Buddha-figure has said that by joining the Buddha-figure, the Buddha-figure can give you all that you want, including the general discomfort of your double cultivator. Yuyan pointed at Qingqing and said lightly, she naturally wouldn't say that Qingqing's problem was caused by her, but she could see that Qianqi cared about Qingqing very much, because he was already injured, but he still protected Qingqing behind him and protected her tightly from any harm.

Going backwards again, Poor Qi's mental power has been seriously declining. Besides, this is the Nai River, the place where the netherworld gathers, and his divine soul is afraid that it will be devoured. He used to be okay because he had enough strength to protect himself, but once he failed, the consequences were unimaginable.

The ghast in the river never seemed to be finished, he had killed so many, but its attack power had not weakened in the slightest, but it had become more courageous and stronger.

Finally, he was knocked back for the third time, and this time, instead of simply going backwards, he was directly knocked away. Similarly, Qingqing did not have the protection of Qianqi, and was immediately attacked and bruised all over his body.

"I agree!" Poor Qi saw that Qingqing was injured, but he couldn't save her because he had barely the ability to stand up. His internal organs were seriously injured, and his mental strength was almost exhausted, and his bones were broken, but he even had signs of broken meridians.

The rain and smoke slowly retracted the decision, and gradually the Lechuan River returned to tranquility again. "If you knew this was the case, why did you bother?"

"Despicable villain!" he spat out.

"Scold, there will be no chance in the future. Yuyan didn't seem to care, "The deity can let you go, and naturally he can kill you at any time." I'm afraid that you will exhaust this life, and there will be no way for me to deal with you personally. Okay, now that you've agreed, let's sign the contract!"

Yuyan reached out and took out a piece of paper, which was very shabby and fragile. "Put your name on it. ”

He didn't stretch out his hand, but turned his head to the other side. Once the contract is signed, then he is Yuyan's slave, and he must not betray, once he has any thoughts and behaviors of betrayal, without Yuyan doing it himself, the contract regulations will make him worse than life and death.

"No, it's too late. Yuyan threw out the paper, and the paper actually touched Poor Qi's head directly, it seemed to be thorny, and Poor Qi only felt a sharp pain, and found that he had been taken from his eyebrows. There was a flash of light, and the contract was established.

"Welcome aboard. Yuyan took the paper and looked at him.

"Wan An, the host. ”