Yu Si's expression was extremely ugly, and he looked at Cao Mang, who was occupied by the old woman.

He used all his means, the soul flags and soul bells turned over and overturned, the walking corpses came forward to besiege regardless of the loss, and even the secret techniques handed over to him by the master, the Yin Evil Thorn were used, and he couldn't help the 'foreign affairs disciple' in front of him, and was even dissolved by others.

Even the walking corpses that he refined by himself have betrayed most of them, which is really unreasonable!

"This person is definitely not a foreign disciple of the Cast Iron Villa!"

Yu Si roared wildly in his heart, but there was a familiar sound of breaking wind in his ears, and he subconsciously hit the vajra talisman to block the two arrows shot by the female corpse with all his might.

Bang Bang!

The golden light shield of the vajra talisman flickered and was on the verge of shattering, Yu Si turned his face to see that in the dark room without windows, the bronze bell broke a big hole, and the woman wearing a silver face had already picked up the big fiery red bow and smashed the wooden wall on the side and fled.

Boom!

At the same time, the old woman on the side had her head lowered, blood was bleeding from the corners of her mouth, and her eyes were about to split.

She looked at her new body, a fire feather arrow carrying great power pierced a large hole in her chest, nailed to the wall, and struggled to look up.

But seeing the refining corpse in his heart, for some reason Fang Xiaoxiao controlled it, smashed the wall with a 'boom', carried the red big bow on his back, swept past several houses, and disappeared into the dark night.

"Dare to plot against the old ......"

She hated it in her heart: "No matter who you are, when the old body gets back your things, you will definitely be broken into thousands of pieces, and your soul will be refined for a hundred years to eliminate the hatred in your heart!" ”

Yu Si looked at the discarded bronze bell artifact, and fell into a stupor for a moment.

This huge bronze bell, but the master temporarily borrowed his magic weapon, now it was broken inside, even in the dark, it is still not difficult to see from the appearance that the bronze bell has lost all spirituality, this time the master will definitely drain his soul to refine!

His scalp tingled, and his eyes moved to the strange 'foreign disciple'.

Through the golden light shield of the vajra talisman flickering, Yu Si saw that his 'foreign affairs disciple', who had a headache for him, was also full of anger, and was shot by a powerful arrow feather, and the whole person was carried upside down by that huge force and nailed to a wall.

"This person will be arrested today, and he will be guilty of meritorious service......"

Yu Si said firmly in his heart.

This 'foreign disciple' is extremely strange, if he is caught, the master will definitely take a credit for him, and if the merit is offset by this, he may be able to live.

His thin face was not half bloody, his eyes narrowed, and he began to gather the walking corpse, preparing to pounce with all his strength and take down the seriously injured 'foreign disciple'.

The old woman also sensed something.

She turned her head, only to see that the half-monk who was hostile to her had taken the opportunity to regain control of the many walking corpses, and was looking at her with malicious eyes.

This made the old woman, who was already in anger, feel humiliated, and she could no longer hold back the anger in her heart.

"Ant ......!"

The old woman's eyes were wide open, the whites of her eyes were filled with bloodshot in an instant, and a ball of flesh protruded from the center of her eyebrows, which shattered with a bang, and a stream of black blood burst out, and after the walking corpses around her were stained with black blood, their bodies froze, and their eyes became black and red.

Yu turned his head in shock.

He found that in the blink of an eye, he had lost control of all the walking corpses!

……

Manipulating the female corpse, Lin Xing finally got out of the Cast Iron Villa smoothly this time.

The female corpse tapped lightly under her feet, skimming over the ridges of the roofs, leaving only dragonflies and water-like traces on the snow, but Lin Xing was still not satisfied.

After killing Steward Zhao and getting out of trouble with the bronze bell, Lin Xing couldn't help but swell a little, and he had blind confidence in the strength of the female corpse he controlled, and he even felt strongly dissatisfied with the fact that he couldn't control the female corpse and come to a 'snow without a trace'.

Under the breeding of this emotion, all kinds of desires arose in his heart, and the female corpse's keen sense of hearing allowed him to capture the beautiful voices in several rooms on the left.

Full of lust.

It was late at night, and among the people in Heyang City, there were several pairs of men and women, which was normal, but when Lin Xing heard this sound, countless blood-pumping pictures were born in his heart out of thin air.

And Lin Xing, who has never seen a few women in his life, the protagonists of those pictures in his mind are all under his control at this time, this lifelike female corpse......

Xu is wrong experience, so that Lin Xing woke up from that state, he forcibly stopped his desires, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the female corpse was already in the corner of one of the houses, and after listening to it for a long time, Lin Xing despised himself fiercely in his heart.

When he controlled the female corpse, returned to the courtyard where he lived, and entered the house, his heart was relieved.

In just half of the night, what he experienced made him exhausted, whether it was the thin figure that hit the talisman seal and formed a golden light mask; Or inside the bronze bell, the golden wall of gas formed at the feet; and those strange scratches on the inner wall of the bronze bell......

The female corpse was manipulated to put aside the flaming red bow and the package containing Steward Zhao's 'relics', and then sat cross-legged against her body.

Lin Xing is about to return to his body.

He took it for granted that there would be no obstacles to this return.

"Huh?!"

But after trying to return, his heart sank.

"How could it be...... Can't go back......"

Lin Xing tried several times to not believe in evil, but he still failed to return to his body, but instead suppressed his desires and all kinds of miscellaneous thoughts flooded into his heart, making his eyebrows jump suddenly, and the weakness of his soul gradually drowned Lin Xing in it.

In the seven orifices of his flesh, dark red blood overflowed like money, and as the feeling of weakness increased, Lin Xing tried to return even more frantically.

He had a hunch.

If he can't go back tonight, then maybe he will never be able to return to his physical body! Lin Xing gritted his teeth like this and tried hundreds of times.

Burst!

After his last attempt, he suddenly felt a sense of being out of his body, followed by an indescribable chill that soaked into the depths of his soul.

Lin Xing hugged his arms and trembled, he slowly opened his eyes, just in time to meet the godless eyes of the female corpse, and a big stone in his heart finally landed.

It's back!

There was a burst of blackness in front of him, Lin Xing rolled up his black robe, lay on the bed, and fell into a coma.

……

On the second day, Lin Xing was woken up by the intermittent sound of the door, and he got up from the bed, the smell of blood in the air made him frown.

He cleaned up the blood stains on the seven holes, shook his dizzy head, got out of bed, and looked at the female corpse wearing a half-silver mask and a little vivid feeling under the morning sun light that reflected in the room, and his heart was full of fear.

It seems that although the female corpse is powerful, it is very dangerous to really transfer consciousness to the female corpse and manipulate it.

At every turn, it may take a small life!

After tidying up the black robe, Lin Xing hid his face under the wide black robe and came to the courtyard.

The morning sun was rising, and the snow was white, even if there was a black robe half-covered, it was still very dazzling, and he squinted his eyes uncomfortably, and his footsteps did not stop.

He walked around the shadow wall, his gaze sweeping over the truncated Fu character on the shadow wall.

Opening the courtyard door, Sun Huai's figure came into view.

"Sir."

With a flattering smile on his pale little face, Sun Huai followed Lin Xing into the small courtyard and closed the courtyard door with his hand: "Yesterday you asked me to inquire about the news......