Dusk has arrived, and the golden sunset is sprinkled on this haunted gray forest.

As darkness fell, because he didn't know how long the battle between the two "soul bodies" below would last, Xu Yuan took Ran Qingmo back to the carriage and waited.

When he returned to the previous avenue, there was no sign of the carriage.

After a closer search, he found that the Yanhoi carriage had been led to a stable in the woods and stopped.

Xu Yuan subconsciously thought that Xu Changge did it.

After all, there was no living creature in this ghost fog except for the demon who called himself the ghost old man, but after seeing the horse food in the trough that was obviously carefully prepared forage and dried fruits, he immediately dispelled this idea.

Xu Changge may do it while riding a horse, but the matter of concocting horse food is obviously not compatible with Xu Changge.

Holding the mahogany handle on the car, Xu Yuan shook his head:

"The horse material is well prepared, but this ghost old man still has this leisurely elegance."

"Third Prince Xie praised, the old slave led a horse and drove for Lord Xiangguo for a lifetime, except for killing, there is only this skill left."

“.” Xu Yuan.

A hoarse voice like the bark of an old tree suddenly sounded, and Xu Yuan suddenly stiffened when he grabbed the mahogany handrail.

Silence for a moment,

The voice of the old bark continued to come from behind him, dull and eerie:

"If you scare the third son, please ask the third son to forgive the sin."

Xu Yuan retracted his mind and slowly loosened the armrest, but what he glimpsed made his heartbeat stagnate slightly.

The horse shed here is very simple, that is, a wooden shed is built on the top of a few simple wooden pillars, and the view is very open through the wind, and you can see the twisted gray woods around.

But at this moment,

The forest that had been relatively bright around it was being swallowed up by some kind of seeping black mist at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After counting the breaths, everything around me seemed to disappear out of thin air, and it became pitch black.

And Ran Qingmo, who was still standing next to him for a meter, was gone, except for the stable, there was only a soul body like substance standing quietly beside him.

But it was not the appearance of Ghost Seven, but the soul body of a saint, and its fingertips still carried the jet-black soul ring.

Seeing this scene, Xu Yuan's pupils shrank slightly.

He never cared about the life or death of the saint's remnant soul.

Although the remnant soul of the saint has lived for tens of thousands of years, he knows useful information. He doesn't necessarily know much.

What Xu Yuan really cared about, from beginning to end, was only the strength of the remnant soul of the saint who could protect him.

After all, no matter how strong Ran Qingmo is, he can't integrate with him.

If he really encounters some strong enemies to fight, he will only become a flaw for Ran Qingmo, and she has to worry about the aftermath of the battle while not shocking him to death.

And the remnant soul of the saint can be possessed and fought as a portable grandfather.

Fully AI artificial control, you don't have to worry about being shocked to death by the aftermath.

The perfect bodyguard.

However, Xu Yuan was actually ready to use interests to bind the remnant soul of this saint.

He knew very well what kind of birdman this saint remnant was, and he also knew what this saint remnant soul wanted.

But now it seems that Xu Changge seems to have other ideas, and Xu Yuan doesn't know what this big brother wants to do, but now it seems that Xu Changge seems to want the ghost old man to directly gnaw the remnant soul of the saint, and then let it protect him.

But the question is,

Yin ghost, is it really reliable?

Although the remnant soul of the saint is unreliable, it can at least be bound by the logic of interests, but the existence of the yin ghost is inherently designed to exist.

The situation in front of him caught Xu Yuan a little off guard, and the thoughts in his mind flickered quickly.

This was also planned by that big brother?

Probably not, right?

Let him face a second-grade yin ghost as soon as he comes up, and he won't have such a strong strength, right?

But if it wasn't planned by that big brother

Hiss.

Xu Yuan quietly operated the exercises, and slightly considered the wording:

"Are you Mr. Ghost?"

The saint's soul body had no whites of his eyes at all at this time, and his eyes were all extremely rich black, and his voice was still so dry:

"The third son doesn't need to be nervous, he is still an old slave for the time being."

Xu Yuan silently dispersed the exercises.

A demon of this grade, if he wants to kill him, he really doesn't need to say any reason, but what does the other party mean by this?

"For the time being?"

"Hmm."

"Here?"

"This is the ghost domain created by the old slave through the source soul of the saint."

"Sage Source Soul. And what about Lodofan? ”

"Temporarily suppressed by the old slave."

"You didn't swallow him?"

"I don't have it." The ghost seven knows everything.

Xu Yuan paused, and hesitated: "After that, are you sharing a soul body?" ”

He knew that the body of this world could be shared by two souls, but whether the soul body could be shared or not was a bit of a cultural desert for him.

Ghost Seven was silent for a moment, and his voice did not fluctuate without any fluctuations:

"No, the old slave is about to dissipate."

Xu Yuan's pupils shrank: "Dissipate? Didn't Xu Changge let Ling devour the soul of that saint? ”

The corners of Oni Qi's chapped lips seemed to move, but in the end he just shook his head slightly:

"The old slave wants to protect the third prince to travel the world, and wants to continue to lead the horse and drive for Lord Xiangguo, but the demon body is probably difficult to achieve."

"If it weren't for the arrival of the eldest son a month ago, the old slave would have become an irrational ghost, even if he locked his soul with a secret method, he would have reached his limit today."

Silent.

In the dark ghost domain, Xu Yuan quietly counted his breath and asked softly:

"But in that case, what is the purpose of doing this?"

"To melt souls."

As he spoke, Ghost Qi slowly turned his eyes, raised his palm and pointed at his soul body:

"If successful, this saint will be loyal to my prime minister's government."

The rough voice of the ghost sounded angrily: "But the old slave is incompetent and failed, but the third prince can rest assured, although he can't make him loyal to Lord Xiangguo, the old slave has engraved the idea of protecting you in his mind." ”

Xu Yuan was stunned when he heard this.

Trade your life for one. Thought stamp?

Thoughts flashed, and at this moment he finally understood what Xu Changge wanted to do.

But looking at the extremely calm Ghost Seven in front of him, he turned silent.

Even if you turn into a ghost, you will not change your loyalty.

After being quiet for a long time, Xu Yuan said in a low voice:

"Mr. Ghost, you came to me on purpose, do you want me to bring it to my father?"

He remembered what the other party had asked him to do in the cave.

Ghost Seven bowed slightly:

"Hmm."

Xu Yuan took a deep breath:

"Say it, I'll tell you the truth."

"Xie San Gongzi."

Ghost Seven bowed his head and saluted solemnly, and his dry and withered voice trembled with a hint of trembling:

"Ghost Seven is incompetent, and he is ashamed of Lord Xiangguo."

After speaking, Oni Qi slowly straightened up.

Xu Yuan was silent for a few breaths:

"That's all there is to it?"

"Stained with the blood of his comrades, the old slave has no shame to say."

Onichi shook his head.

With that, the soul ring came out of his fingertips and flew in front of Xu Yuan.

And the next moment,

The ghost realm dissipates,

A rickety phantom that was almost about to dissipate separated from the almost condensed soul of the saint and floated into the sky.

The remnant sun is like blood, just like before Jiazi.

The rickety old man stood between the mountains and forests, and knelt down in the direction of the imperial capital for the last time

(End of chapter)