He Ling Jiang tilted his head, his hands held high, and he tried his whole soul power to resist the fatal blow.

The thunderbolt hit the umbrella surface, and the light was shining under the collision of the two phases, making a sudden sound, which shook the surrounding plants and trees.

The throat was sweet, and wisps of blood overflowed from the corners of He Lingjiang's mouth.

Her eyes became more and more resolute, and she endured the pain of her soul and body almost peeling off, and struggled to support the wrath of thunder.

Fortunately, this thunder, which carried the power of heaven and earth, finally stopped after a long few breaths.

He Lingjiang couldn't support it anymore, covered his chest, and knelt on one knee so that he didn't fall down immediately.

The big umbrella that had flashed with light before suddenly became dim, the umbrella surface was broken, the bone handle was charred black, and it fell to the ground lightly.

There was a crisp sound of "clanging", and the jade talisman that had previously summoned the power of thunder also fell to the ground and shattered into two petals, and there was no longer the initial fluorescence.

Unexpectedly, he failed to punish this demon with the power of heaven and earth!

A cold light flashed in Biyun's eyes, and he drew his long sword and stabbed at the weakened He Lingjiang.

Seeing this, Qi Kuo hurriedly stepped forward to block it, and the two became entangled for a while.

The evil ghost ghost summoned by Biyun earlier had been completely slashed by this thunderous blow.

Now when fighting with the ruler, you can only use occult magic to deal with it.

The two of them, one is good at eating ghosts, and the other is good at controlling ghosts, but they have a sense of restraint.

Qi Kuo is a ghost of the yellow father, an ordinary Xuanshi, but he can't help it.

But Biyun is known for her ghost control skills after all, and over the years, she has encountered all kinds of ghost things, and she is the ghost king who dominates one side, and she also uses it.

This yellow father ghost has never had a chance to meet before, otherwise she may not be able to receive it.

As soon as Biyun's eyes turned, he used the secret method of controlling ghosts.

Fortunately, Qi Kuo is a demigod and half a ghost, so she didn't ask her to use the method of controlling ghosts to control the soul.

However, even so, the ruler gradually fell into disadvantage, and his soul was a little unstable because of her secret method.

Seeing this, Biyun quickly threw out a few more talismans from his sleeve, avoiding the ruler outline, and then raised his sword and rushed straight towards He Lingjiang's neck.

Cut off her head and see where the ghost can live!

The sword light is like snow, menacing, and it is bound to groan with the blood on the neck.

At this time, He Lingjiang was half-kneeling on the ground, his eyes were lowered and his eyes were half-closed, and he looked dying. It seems that he doesn't feel the murderous aura at all.

Seeing that the blade was about to kiss blood, at this moment, He Lingjiang suddenly moved, and suddenly raised it backwards to avoid the blow.

Then, a plain white silk silk flew up her sleeve and wrapped around the hilt of the light-containing sword that fell to the side.

When Biyun saw that he missed the blow, he had to raise his sword again to make up for it.

He Lingjiang turned sideways slightly, and the long sword passed dangerously against her neck, stabbing straight above her left shoulder blade.

She immediately gripped the blade tightly with her backhand.

Biyun was about to draw her sword and slash again, but found that the blade was held extremely tightly in her hand, and she didn't twitch for a moment.

She knelt on the ground, red blood instantly stained her clothes, and the blood on her palms snaked down her arms and dripped onto her skirt.

Biyun frowned, but saw that she seemed to be ignorant and painless, so he only smiled at her slightly.

The blood on his face, with this smile, is simply weird.

Somehow, Biyun couldn't help but shudder.

She gritted her teeth and pulled out her long sword violently, and the sharp blade slashed through He Lingjiang's hand, almost cutting off half of her palm.

He Ling Jiang's right hand hanging under his sleeve also raised suddenly, as if he was about to reach out to grasp the blade of the sword.

Biyun snorted coldly in his heart, and slashed at her neck again with his sword.

The long sword was still three inches from her neck, but Biyun's hand was stunned, and her eyes widened in disbelief.

"You......" Blood slowly spilled from her mouth.

The sword clattered to the ground, and she involuntarily took a few steps back, and then planted herself on the ground, never able to get up again, and gradually lost her life.

At her waistcoat, a long sword wrapped around white silk was in the heart, groaning in the night wind.

The wind swept through the ends of the hair, swaying slightly.

He Lingjiang looked at everything in front of him, and finally couldn't support it anymore, and fell down softly.

Qi Kuo was in a hurry, and cast a spell to stop the Nanzhao soldiers who surrounded him, and then quickly rushed forward to pick up He Lingjiang, rolled up his sleeves, put away the light sword and big umbrella, and avoided the pursuers and hid towards the remote place.

In a hazy and dim way, He Lingjiang only felt that his spirit floated lightly.

The fires of war, the fighting, the gushing blood, and the stumps all over the ground seemed to be getting farther and farther away.

Fluttering, she didn't even know where she was.

In front of him is a gorgeous and magnificent palace, the high pavilion is towering, the sky is not yet bright, the thin mist holds up a pair of abrupt phoenixes, just like to take off in the sky.

With a "squeak", the door of the temple opened.

Two maidservants dressed in palace clothes pushed the door into the dormitory, stopped half a foot away in front of the couch, leaned over and called softly: "Princess, it's time to get up." ”

The woman on the bed whispered "hmm", and there was no hazy whispering in her voice.

Come to think of it, she had already woken up when they stepped into the main hall.

Only then did the palace maid step forward and roll up the gauze tent on the bed and help the woman sit up.

The other struck with both palms, and the palace maids waiting outside the hall carried all kinds of toiletries and rushed in.

He Ling Jiang floated not far behind her, quietly looking at the face reflected in the mirror.

The long hair is all tied up and combed into a cloud bun, and the hair is decorated with gold hairpins and jade grates, which is very gorgeous.

The forehead was pressed against the crimson anchovy, and the moth eyebrows swept the lips.

This face should be extremely beautiful.

However, He Lingjiang always seemed to have a fog in front of her, enveloping in it, making her unable to see it really.

When everything was ready, the woman stood up, her hair swayed slightly, and she was dressed in a palace dress of positive color, embroidered with large peonies, faintly revealing phoenix patterns.

It's really gorgeous and moving.

She stepped out of the temple gate, her skirt sliding across the ground, and then she got into the chariot.

He Lingjiang also floated up and followed.

After about a cup of tea, the chariot stopped.

The woman got out of the car, walked to the front of the palace, performed six su, three kneeling and three bowing, and thanked the emperor for his canonization. Then he walked to the Queen's Palace, and then performed six su, three kneeling and three bowing.

Seeing that she finished saluting, the queen hurriedly asked the female officials around her to help her up, handed her the golden book, took her hand and said with a kind smile: "I have been floating outside all these years, I really hurt you, auntie." ”

Auntie?

He Lingjiang's brain shook violently, as if a fresh wind was blowing up, blowing away the mist that hung in front of the woman's face.

That's her face, it's her old face.

"Auntie...... Auntie ......"

"Auntie, wake up!"

"Auntie ......"

There seemed to be someone in my ears who was buzzing and shouting like a big-headed fly.

He Lingjiang frowned, and finally opened his eyes impatiently.

She turned her head and saw an unexpected face, looking at her in surprise.

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