Chapter 3: The Lost Soul

As if sensing that the aura of He Bufu had disappeared, the mountain gate that had been fighting was empty, and only the disciples of the Xianmen who were dazed looked at each other.

"What the hell is Stygian doing? How inexplicable? ”

"It's okay, go back to the Sword Pavilion quickly to check!"

I don't know which elder gave an order, and the disciples returned with their swords, but after this battle, they lost a little bit of their spirit when they came.

At the end of the crowd, Lian Weizhi, whose face was solemn, wanted to turn his internal strength, but unexpectedly, a burst of fishy sweetness immediately surged up in his throat.

The blue-clothed female cultivator beside him was full of guilt and anxiety, and several times she wanted to speak and stopped, but he shook her head solemnly to stop her, "Beigong can't say it, the Sword Pavilion Big Match will be held in a few days, don't disturb everyone." ”

"Okay, then I'll take you back first." Beigong Xuetang tried to suppress the worry in his heart, and only after everyone left, did he take Lian Weizhi and go straight to his Zhijian Peak.

And Lu Zhixing, who has not yet been found missing, is hanging upside down on He Bufu's back, and the whole person is at a loss.

Although she is disgusted that the spirit can protect her, why not be confused as a villain, and her actions in the book can be described as one word, "crazy." ”

If you can't get the disgusted spirit, you can find other ways to protect yourself, if you mess with him, it will be really cold.

She tried to plead with herself, but even though she knew that he couldn't see her face, she still showed a flattering smile, "Big guy, can you ......"

The man directly interrupted her coldly, "Can't!" ”

"I'm not done yet!"

"Needless to say. Also, in the future, I will be called the Lord of He Island. ”

Lu Zhixing let out a low "oh", sensing his suppressed anger, and didn't dare to speak rashly.

It's just that why not confuse the thin shoulders that make her stomach tumble, and her throat seems to be filled with a smell of medicine.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhixing was also a little helpless, feeling that he was probably pickled by the medicine he had drunk for several days, and he could only desperately divert his attention to prevent himself from throwing up on others out of control.

She didn't know what kind of exercises she was trying to do, but she only felt that the scenery in front of her was flickering, and she quickly stopped. At the same time, she heard the sound of someone talking.

"Island owner, is it just to grab an ugly thing by making such a big move?"

A rough voice was mixed with thick incredulity, and after shouting, he touched He Buyu's cold and abnormal face, and instantly fell silent.

"Island Master He, please let me down."

Hearing her flattering but weak voice, why not shake her shoulders, Lu Zhixing simply fell to the ground neatly.

"Hiss......"

The bones of Lu Zhixing's whole body almost fell apart, she struggled to prop up her upper body, and gritted her teeth and squeezed out a smile, "Thank you." ”

Unexpectedly, the man's side face was tense, and he didn't even look at her, but only instructed the strong man who spoke before: "Huo Jiangran, take the soul lamp." ”

What is it?

Lu Zhixing hadn't seen this in the book, so he subconsciously cast his eyes on knowledge, but met Huo Jiangran's gaze with some pity.

She thought of many not-so-beautiful pictures for a moment, and her face turned pale, "What are you going to do?" ”

He didn't glance at her coldly, his eyes seemed to be looking at an insignificant ant, and he didn't seem to have the desire to explain.

But touching the fear in the eyes of the weak female cultivator, he didn't know what to think of for a moment, and actually opened his mouth: "I want the disgusting spirit in your body, you just need to cooperate to survive." ”

For a moment, her face was relieved at first, and soon turned into loneliness.

He heard her whisper, "Good." ”

The soul lamp was quickly retrieved, and Lu Zhixing glanced at it curiously, and found that it was a bit similar to the kerosene lamp commonly seen on TV.

"Lie down."

Why don't you confuse the cold voice from the top of her head, interrupting Lu Zhixing's thoughts, she realized that this person's temperament became gloomy in an instant, and she was shocked, and hurriedly did so.

She lay on her back on the bed, watched with some unease as he burned a strand of soft hair, and then began to raise her hand and quickly seal it.

In an instant, the light in the room dimmed, and only the light of the wick seemed to be still beating.

As time passed, fine beads of sweat appeared on the corners of He Bufu's forehead, but the movements of his hands did not stop at all, and there was almost an afterimage of the fast.

Lu Zhixing's heart became more and more uneasy, what is the use of this soul lamp? Why hasn't she reacted yet?

He Bufu also seemed to have finally noticed the abnormality, and he opened his eyes suddenly, and his sharp eyes fell on her, with the power to peep into everything.

"What did you do?"

He simply stopped, staring at her more and more gloomy, and a little demonic energy gradually overflowed around his body, "This soul lamp can reunite the soul as long as it burns the old things of the living, why doesn't Ah Xia come out to see me!" ”

Lu Zhixing sighed in his heart when he saw his appearance, and hurriedly defended himself: "I don't know anything!" Besides, I don't have any cultivation at all, so I will never be able to go against you! ”

"Really?" Why don't you confuse the color of your pupils with ink, and unceremoniously release the coercion around you, "Then why do you know that you are disgusted with the spirit?" ”

In front of the former first person in the cultivation realm, Lu Zhixing was as small as a grass, and at this moment, this grass was almost crushed into mud because of the coercion of the person in front of him.

She struggled for two seconds, and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and immediately passed out.

The light of the soul lamp suddenly dimmed by three points, why not come back to his senses from the state just now, and looked at Lu Zhixing who was unconscious with some surprise.

"Really mortal?"

There was a trace of incomprehension in his eyes, and he casually stuffed a pill for her, staring fixedly at the light yellow flame of the soul lamp, and his eyes gradually became obscure.

Lu Zhixing was awakened by a strange feeling, and she only felt that the strength in her body was draining at a rapid rate.

She almost didn't even have the strength to open her eyelids, and she panicked.

The window in the house opened at some point, and a huge wind blew in and blew his robes into a hunting sound.

His long ink-colored hair flew up and down, his face was a little pale, and his delicate and beautiful facial features and those narrow phoenix eyes actually had a bit of a fairy taste.

Lu Zhixing looked at him against the light, and couldn't help but feel pity in his heart, how could there be such a villain with such a temperament in the world!

However, before she could think about it, a heart-rending pain suddenly came from her chest, and she realized that the spell in her hand was a bit evil!

"Stop ......"

She struggled to squeeze a word out of her lips and teeth, and lost consciousness again.

But the next moment he closed his eyes, a faint red light suddenly lit up around Lu Zhixing's body.

Why don't you hesitate to pause for a moment, and after a flash of light flashed in his eyes, he immediately sped up the movements in his hands.