Of course, feeling that someone was coming, Wen Jie's originally anxious heart suddenly ignited a glimmer of hope. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info can't do anything about the old ghost after being possessed, so the Taoist priest who deals with ghosts all the year round should have a way, right? Okay, the head of the dignified Wuji Gate has become a Taoist priest in Wen Jie's eyes.

Without looking back, Wen Jie still stared at Zhang Peiyao tightly, and said loudly: "Xinyu, let that person repair it, he may be able to save Zhang Peiyao!" As he spoke, he repelled Zhang Peiyao's attack again, and his eyebrows frowned even tighter! Wen Jie had clearly felt that Zhang Peiyao's breath was gradually weakening, and if he dragged it on, he would probably die. But the old ghost was too cunning, so Wen Jie could only defend and did not dare to attack.

Xinyu listened to Wen Jie's words, and looked back at Leng Zhili again. Leng Zhili looked at Murong Bo, and also groaned, before he slowly spoke, obviously angry: "Xinyu, let him go and save Pei Yao! I'm worried that Pei Yao won't last long!"

With a flash of red light all around her body, Xinyu instantly turned into a human form, came directly to Leng Yuli's side, and said to Murong Bo: "Did you hear it, the Divine Monarch ordered you to help save people!" Xinyu didn't have the habit of begging for help, and coupled with the current complicated situation, she had to make this decision.

Murong Bo glanced at Xinyu and Leng Zhili, then entered the room and faced Zhang Peiyao, who was possessed by the old ghost: "She can't support it anymore! Please let Shenjun avoid it for the time being!" As he spoke, a yellow talisman appeared in his hand, driven by mana, and the yellow talisman shone with a faint golden light: "Heaven and earth are infinite, help the right and drive away the evil!" Huang Fu immediately flourished with golden light, and instantly galloped towards Zhang Peiyao.

Wen Jie also immediately dodged to make room for Murong Bo to exert himself! Zhang Peiyao was not afraid of fighting Wen Jie, but now he panicked and hurriedly dodged! But the yellow talisman was like having eyes, and he actually followed Zhang Peiyao's movements and turned around, chased after him, and finally hit Zhang Peiyao directly on the back.

"Ah~" With a scream, Zhang Peiyao fell directly to the ground and was firmly held in his arms by Wen Jie. Zhang Peiyao, who fell into Wen Jie's arms, kept emitting black gas all over his body, and the color of his lips became normal, but he fell into a coma weakly, and his face was white and terrifying.

The black qi slowly surged, and finally condensed together, turning into the appearance of an old ghost, without any stop, and fled directly towards the west.

Handing Zhang Peiyao to Xinyu, the divine sword in Wen Jie's hand slashed straight in the direction where the old ghost had fled! A sword light with the momentum of thunder hit the old ghost fiercely. "Huh~" With a roar, the injured old ghost turned around, his eyes were red, he glared at Wen Jie fiercely, and the black qi on his palms continued to condense, looking like he wanted to fight with Wen Jie.

With a flip of his wrist, the light of the divine sword soared, the divine power was agitated, and the clothes were hunting, Wen Jie had already made a killing intent to get rid of an old ghost!

At this time, Murong Bo suddenly spoke: "Divine Monarch, slow down, leave this old ghost to me to deal with!" Frowning, Wen Jie slashed towards the old ghost with a sword. The old ghost was hit again, and his body slammed to the ground.

After receiving the divine sword, Wen Jie looked at Murong Bo: "I'll leave it to you!" After speaking, he walked towards Leng Zhili, helped him up, and directly used his divine power to heal him!

Stunned by this alternative Divine Monarch, Murong Bo immediately reacted, took out a yellow talisman again, and slowly spoke: "Swing righteousness, exorcise evil spirits and keep the truth!" The yellow talisman once again shone brightly, hitting the old ghost directly on the head. A terrible scream came into everyone's ears, and Xinyu frowned and looked at the old ghost who was constantly struggling and rolling, screaming. Wisps of black smoke came out of his body, and they were gradually burned by the light emitted by the yellow talisman on his head, and at the last trace there was no trace left, and the yellow talisman instantly turned into flying ash and fell to the ground.

Looking at the old ghost, he was falling to the ground weakly at this time, and there was no trace of black qi on his body. If it weren't for the somewhat trance-like and transparent body, it would make people think that it was an ordinary white-haired old man lying on his stomach.

With words in his mouth, Murong Bo pinched his sword fingers, and his fingertips shone a little golden, like a slight fire at the top of a candle, swaying slightly. With a shake of his fingers, that little bit of golden light hit the body of the old ghost who was crawling on the ground, and the old ghost's body shook, and he let out a sigh like a long breath.

Slowly raised his head, revealing a gentle and kind face, but the face was white and terrifying. The old ghost slowly stood up and bowed to Murong Bo: "Thank you, Master, for letting me regain my senses!" As he spoke, the snow-white practice uniform made him look like an old ghost.

Murong Bo nodded, didn't say anything more to the old ghost, and his expression was a little indifferent.

Wen Jie frowned slightly, "Daddy, this is what the old ghost is really like?" How can such a person have such a heavy resentment?' The black qi on the old ghost's body is resentment, for some reason, people die unjustly, or are brutally killed, and resentment will be generated! Resentment will make the soul strong and aggressive, and it will also make the soul lose its original heart and slowly become a mindless evil ghost!

Don't dare to think about it, Leng Zhili is very heavy this time, and Wen Jie can only help him heal his injuries.

Xinyu took a step forward, and in her arms was Zhang Peiyao, who had been unconscious: "That, can you help Sister Peiyao?"

Seeing that the monster could save people for the first time, Murong Bo couldn't help but glance at Xin Yugao, and said lightly: "Put her flat and lie down first." The cold tone was not to enter, Xinyu had to put Zhang Peiyao carefully on the sofa, and then stood aside and watched,

Murong Bo took a step forward, put his finger on Zhang Peiyao's neck, tried it slightly, withdrew his hand, took out a small porcelain bottle in his arms, poured out a pill, pinched Zhang Peiyao's mouth, and put it in her mouth.

After doing this, Murong Bo took out a black vial and looked at the old ghost standing on the side: "I know that you have a grievance, come to me first, so as not to hurt people!"

The old ghost glanced at Zhang Peiyao apologetically, and then, turning into a generation of white light, he directly drilled into the vial in Murong Bo's hand.

Murong Bo's pill worked very well, and after a while, Zhang Peiyao's complexion had improved, and his breath had stabilized a lot.

After a while, Zhang Peiyao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. There were still some confused eyes when he saw Xinyuzheng's surprised face, his head was a little swollen and painful, and Zhang Peiyao frowned slightly. The memory slowly returned, Zhang Peiyao's eyes widened suddenly, and he sat up: "What about the remnant glass, I, I seem to have killed the remnant glass!" The tears had blurred his vision, and Zhang Peiyao was a little flustered in the room searching for the figure of the cold remnant glass. When he saw Wen Jie healing Leng Zhili's injuries, he immediately struggled to get up.

Xinyu hurriedly stepped forward to help Zhang Peiyao and led her towards Leng Yuli.

Wen Jie withdrew his hand, the pale golden divine power disappeared in the palm of his hand, and habitually wiped the non-existent cold sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, and let out a sigh: "This kid's life is saved!" As he spoke, his eyes touched Murong Bo, who was frowning and looking at several people on the side, and smiled: "Thank you just now! Otherwise, I really don't know what to do!" As he spoke, he got up and carried Leng Zhili to the bed to rest. Zhang Peiyao and Xinyu accompanied him.

Sitting down in the living room with Murong Bo, Wen Jie said with some hesitation: "You have also seen, we are not ordinary people! But one thing, you can rest assured, we are all good people!"

Murong Bo stiffly clenched his fists at Wen Jie: "The Divine Monarch is too worried! I will keep the secret for the Divine Monarch and will never reveal it to anyone!"

Of course, Wen Jie wanted such a guarantee, and immediately smiled and nodded: "Then thank you, Brother Ren!" He also followed Murong Bo's example, smiling politely.

"My name is Huang Wenjie, and I have just awakened my divine power, and I am a half-immortal! So, you don't need to say the name of the Divine Monarch on the left and the Divine Monarch on the right! You are older than me, just call me Wenjie! That little fox is my little teacher, and she taught me a lot of things! The one who was beaten very badly was the friend I had just made! And that Zhang Peiyao were a pair of hard-working mandarin ducks! You also saw that that stupid boy would rather be injured himself than bear to hurt his possessed girlfriend!" said a lot, nothing more than trying to explain, we are all good people!

He smiled slightly: "The Divine Monarch is really too worried! Although he hates demons, it is still clear which is better and which is bad! Don't worry, I will be tight-lipped about this!" Murong Bo didn't expect that the Divine Monarch in front of him had no arrogance, and he didn't need to be ordered to tell him, but explained in every possible way, and even had a bit of flattery between his words. The performance is very different from the high-ranking status. He is simply the legendary alternative, the strange in reality!

Listening to Murong Bo's solemn promise, Wen Jie was relieved, and smiled: "I don't know what the name of the eldest brother is?"

Murong Bo was suddenly flattered, and hurriedly stood up: "Don't dare, under Murong Bo, don't dare to call yourself the eldest brother of the Divine Monarch!" Saying that, Murong Bo's expression became even more restrained, and even the smile just now disappeared.

Touching his nose with some confusion, "Am I so scary?" Daddy, Lao Tzu won't eat you again!' pulled Murong Bo to sit down: "Oh! I said that you are a big man, why do you have so many things! It's just that the race is different, what's the big deal!" Murong Bo is! Then I'll call you Brother Mu, right?" As he spoke, he insisted that Murong Bo sit beside him and look like a good brother.

Murong Bo frowned slightly: "It's Murong, the surname is restored, you can't take it apart and call it!" Murong Bo's voice was very low, as if he was afraid of angering Wen Jie.

'Uh, daddy, it's ugly again!' Hehe smiled, Wen Jie touched his nose and was a little embarrassed: "Oh, I was so excited that I forgot about this stubble!

'Can this be forgotten?' Murong Bo thought to himself, but he didn't dare to poke it: "It's okay, since the Divine Monarch doesn't give up and calls me eldest brother, then I will take the liberty of calling the Divine Monarch a virtuous brother!"

Wen Jie frowned slightly: "What kind of virtuous brother! Is it sour or not! You just call me Wen Jie! This looks kind! Hehe, to be honest, I have never treated myself as a god! After being a mortal for more than 20 years, I am still a happy person!" Wen Jie was right, except for using his divine power to fight against ghosts, he knew that he was a god. The rest of the time, Wen Jie has always regarded himself as an ordinary person, without any superiority mentality.