In the woods, the eerie ghost market continues. The old man Lu Guifu in the sedan chair looked out through the curtain, and couldn't help but feel proud: the efforts during this time were not in vain, as long as they occupied Anshan Village and put on a pair of skins, they would be living "people".

"Haha," he couldn't help but smile proudly, "Sect Master, although your original intention is slightly different, but they have the same goal. The 'Shadow Saint Sect' has begun to take shape, you old man must be very happy!" After speaking, he stroked his chin with his hand: "Hmm, I don't know how those four guys are doing?"

"Chirp-tweet-tweet-" The long and sharp ghost words came into the ears, which was the secret word of the soul. "Nightmare Soul!" Lu Guifu called softly. The black qi that had been hidden in the shadows on the side of the sedan chariot came in response: "Marshal!" "Action!" Lu Guifu was even more nonsense, and waved his hand.

The Nightmare immediately let out a sharp chirp at the command. When the ghosts who were buying and selling heard this, they all stopped their movements and screamed in response. "Hahahaha......" Lu Guifu in the sedan chair laughed loudly, and the four skeletons carrying the sedan chair lifted the sedan chair with laughter and jumped and floated down the mountain. "Woo-" The group of ghosts then rushed down the mountain, and among them, there were several dead beasts with skeletons all over their bodies.

Ye Yanyan and his entourage, who had just walked out of the Anshan realm, faintly heard this sound and couldn't help but turn around. "Miss......" A man looked at Ye Yanyan. All kinds of thoughts flashed through Ye Yanyan's heart, and he suddenly had the urge to rush back. Hearing this, he stopped his body and turned around lightly: "What a fuss! Don't you hear the sound of the beasts? They must be hunting for fun!"

Is this really the case? The crowd wondered. But the eldest lady said yes, then it's not. Several people glanced at each other, suppressed the doubts and faint uneasiness in their hearts, and kept up with Ye Yanyan's footsteps.

On the other side of Anshan, in the mountains and forests, when he heard the faint sound of ghosts howling, the man in white did not look back, but said to himself lightly: "It seems that something is wrong! But what does this have to do with me! I am not a hero, I am not a knight, I am just a puppet who is pulled by a trace of luck in my heart!" The deep words drifted away with the wind all the way, scattered in this restless night.

Night, unusually quiet. Because of that group of martial arts people who went up the mountain to exorcise ghosts, the villagers of Anshan Village felt extremely relieved, and some of them even planned to wait until dawn when the knights returned triumphantly to deliver news to the blind dates who had left their hometowns, so that they could come back and live in peace. At this time, the night was deep, and they were all sleeping soundly, and they didn't even hear the howling of the ghosts and beasts that had been forced to the entrance of the village.

At the entrance of the village, the man who snatched two rabbit legs from Ye Yanyan's hands was leaning under a tree, and when he heard this ominous voice from far and near, his brows furrowed: "She actually let the ghosts storm the village? Or is she actually a brave person who escaped halfway?" Or is it ...... Something has happened?" Thinking of the last possibility, the man was full of murderous aura, and immediately alarmed the souls waiting on his side.

"Is there a master?" the ghost replied with a ghost whisper, and floated silently towards the man. The man didn't notice it, and the soul sneaked two steps behind him, clawed his fingers, and grabbed him head. Suddenly, the man kicked backwards with both feet. Although the soul looks like impermanence, it is actually a tangible and insubstantial ghost like the nightmare soul. The soul was gone, and the man had passed through his soul like a rabbit and stood firm.

"Sure enough, it's a master!" the soul turned, as happy as a hunter had found his prey. "Here comes the sword!" the man made a gesture, and a snow-white long sword appeared in his palm. He slowly drew his sword out of its sheath, and the silver-white sword light was like the moon and snow, reflecting on this person and a ghost.

Red Snow City.

Red Snow flew into the air, looking down at the deep black abyss, silent. The golden light flashed, and Jin Jia stepped into the air, and said in a low voice: "City Lord!" Chi Liexue didn't look at him, but asked lightly: "How?" Jin Jia said: "Yingri is like two people with the dry bone Zen master I met last time, if it weren't for that breath that couldn't be changed, the disciple would really think that he had lost his eyes!"

"Then why is there such a big difference between before and after?" said in a low voice, not knowing whether she was asking Jin Jia or talking to herself. Jin Jia said: "City Lord, do you think he will be a symbiotic combination of two souls?" "No," Chi Liexue blurted out, "If he is, even if he can hide it from me, he can't escape the eyes of the old man Konoha!"

Jin Jia was not as sure as she was, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Could it be that he already has this kind of inducement in his body, but he is only temporarily latent and stimulated?" It's like a madman who has been cornered, and it's like a ...... A puppet who has been brainwashed!" Saying the last guess, Jin Jia himself was taken aback.

Chi Liexue frowned: "There is another possibility. The personality of the dry bone Zen master was not born with him, nor did he appear after being forced to break it the day after tomorrow. It's implanted in the soul. It is unknown whether this implanter is an unknown thing in the eyes of the misty spring or the remains of a dead beast god in this black abyss. ”

Jin Jia heard a cold sweat: either of these two possibilities will be a big trouble for Chixue City!, "Back then, I still softened my heart!" Chi Lixue muttered.

Jin Jia listened to the silence for a while: everything was still normal when Yingri returned, but soon something changed. The feathers of the golden wings that were like the scorching sun faded, revealing a black skeleton, and the words became more and more rebellious and rude. Finally, on that day, the lord of the city found him wearing a black rose totem on his back and asked why. Yingri was alienated on the spot, and saw the evil aura that he had never seen rising to the sky, and he resisted the three palms of the city lord without dying.

Rules of Chixue City: If the disciples who enter the room have two hearts, no matter whether they are good or good, those who can withstand the three palms of the city lord and not die will be allowed to leave. But the situation of Yingsun is really strange, and the city lord finally broke the rules, and severely damaged him at the fifth palm, and caused the scorching sun to remove his abnormal wings and banish him into the black abyss.

Everyone thought that he was either assimilated and absorbed by the thing in the depths of the abyss, or died in the abyss in some other way. Who knew that not only did he not die, but when he reappeared, he faintly became a big disaster in Red Snow City!

Jin Jia clenched his fists: it was the group of disciples who entered the room led by himself who begged hard to save Yingri's life. Who knew that he was like this now! If he really caused a catastrophe, then he was the culprit! Chi Liexue seemed to be in a state of contemplation of the past at this time, and was silent.

Suddenly, the wind sounded, but it was Tu Guge who suddenly fled from the ground: "City Lord, Boss Jin." Sword boiled wine, Buddha immeasurable, resentful Taoist, type cave machine four people visited. "Tell me what happened at the mountain gate. Although Chi Lixue was still worried, she also smiled when she heard about the mountain gate: "This girl! Jinjia, you are staring here." Don't have any baggage in your heart, it will only hasten your death!" "Yes!" Jin Jia was in a hurry, hurriedly put away his complicated thoughts, and bowed down to receive his life.

The realm of Middle-earth, the ruins of the sun.

Since the emperor had already ordered the sin camp to be tightly controlled on the border of Yanqiu early in the morning, the battle of the Wind Trail naturally could not be hidden from their ears and eyes. As soon as the Yanqiu Eagle Division withdrew, they immediately went to check. Among the corpses of the Eagle Master knights everywhere, there was a dead corpse dressed in Middle Earth, with blurred flesh and blood, as if it was buried under the iron hoof.

Although the dead body could no longer be distinguished, the sentry detectives of the crime camp still found a nameplate on the corpse: Guerrilla General Guo Youci. It turned out that although the twelve dragon slayers did not have military status, they all had the false title of guerrilla general and led the court to the court. The leader of the sentry thought that this matter was not trivial, and ordered the corpse to be sent to Yangxu along with the nameplate overnight.

At this moment, the corpse was lying in the ice cellar of the palace, and the emperor, the left minister, the right general, and the commander Sun were standing on the side, looking at the corpse that could no longer distinguish anything, with different expressions on their faces.

The left phase is extremely human, and over the years, whether good or bad, countless people have died directly or indirectly in his hands. At the beginning, I will be happy because I kill the wicked, and I will be sad because I killed the innocent in vain. But after a long time, his heart gradually became indifferent, and to the end, the names of the people were just news reported by his subordinates: "So-and-so is dead." "So-and-so is dead. "But although it can be said that his hands are covered with blood, he has never seen such a miserable corpse. Zuo Xiang's face turned pale for a while, and he didn't want to look at it more.

Commander Sun was cold-blooded and brutal, and the corpses he made with his own hands were many times more miserable than this. But he has never been on the battlefield, so he naturally has no say in the corpse that has been collected from the battlefield, and stands silently to the side.

Only the right general has been in the army for a long time, although he has also begun to be pampered over the years, but the battlefield he saw with his own eyes was many times more tragic than this quietly lying corpse, so he was not allowed to go forward to check.

The emperor didn't seem to be accustomed to seeing such a miserable corpse, so he paced back a few steps with his hands and asked, "Old general, how's it going?" The right general sighed, took two steps back, and said: "Back to the emperor, this corpse has broken bones and blurred flesh and blood, and it is indeed dead under the chaos of horses." It's just that...... It's just that this kind of appearance really can't distinguish the identity. ”

Prime Minister Zuo was scheming, and when he heard this, he immediately felt wrong: "Your Majesty, is there any fraud?"

The emperor kept his face composed, pacing back and forth. After several laps, he stopped, looked at the corpse that couldn't tell anything, and said in a deep voice: "Put this corpse into a coffin of the highest grade, and send it to the general's mansion." It is said that the guerrilla general and rat-headed Guo Youyu was unfortunately killed in Yanqiu on the way to the heaven and earth Honglu with the holy weapon. The guards of Yanmen desperately recaptured the body and sent it to the imperial court. Old Prime Minister, write another eulogy for me and send it together!"

"The old minister has the order!" Zuo Xiang knew the emperor's intentions, coupled with the cold of this ice cellar, and he had to face this disgusting flesh and blood, and hurriedly resigned after receiving the order: "Your Majesty, the old minister retires!" "Go!" The emperor couldn't see what he was thinking, and waved his hand lightly.

The right general and Commander Sun began to be puzzled. But one of these two has been up and down in the sinister officialdom, and the other has followed the unpredictable emperor all day long, and it didn't take long to figure out the trick. They all looked at the dead corpse lightly, and a sneer appeared on their faces.