Liu Feng got rid of the state of going crazy and returned to normal.

Although he is still Qingjia's servant, he has not completely transformed into a ghost cultivator now, his spiritual veins are still half black and half red, and his state of mind is much clearer.

Back at home, Liu Feng took off his tattered clothes and took a shower seriously.

Subsequently, he cleaned up the messy home, and when the Void Spirit Sect kidnapped Sisi, he made the house in a mess, and Liu Feng naturally wanted to tidy it up.

When he was cleaning up, he saw the medicine bag he bought from Duobao Pavilion, and there was still a pair left, which was originally for Sisi to forge his body.

Liu Feng thought for a while, and then threw away the medicine bag along with the sundries.

Although Sisi's forging is still not over, Lei Sheng accepted Sisi as an apprentice, and Liu Feng is not worried that she will be flawed because of this.

After all, a saint knows more about cultivating than a third-order monk.

After tidying up the house, Liu Feng lay down on the bed, ready to sleep.

In the past few days, he has been through a lot, feels a little tired, and needs to take a good rest.

And before that, Heiyue's will had also been transmitted several times, and each time it was extremely sarcastic and mocking Liu Feng.

However, Liu Feng chose to ignore this, he did his own thing without distraction, and regarded the black moon as air.

And the soul shadow that carried the will of the Black Moon itself was like nothingness, and all the Black Moon could do was bark at Liu Feng, and other than that, he couldn't do anything else.

After many times, Heiyue saw that Liu Feng ignored him, and gradually lost interest, and in the end, he never teleported his will again.

Liu Feng soon fell into a deep sleep, but unfortunately, he didn't sleep as he wished.

At twelve o'clock in the night, when Liu Feng was sleeping soundly, he was suddenly woken up by the crying around him.

At first, Liu Feng thought it was a delusion, thinking in his heart how could anyone cry in his house?

He listened carefully, and could tell that someone was actually sobbing quietly in the room.

Liu Feng lifted his spirit, turned on his spiritual vision, and then found that the person who was crying was the messenger that Black Moon had arranged for him.

Liu Feng's first feeling in his heart was "another prank of the Black Moon", and then he lay on the bed again and ignored it.

To Liu Feng's surprise, the messenger's crying had no intention of stopping at all, and the sobs beat Liu Feng's chest again and again like small fists.

The point is that this fist is too long, and Liu Feng feels like he can beat him all night.

Just when Liu Feng was upset, he suddenly discovered the problem.

At this time, he was still connected to the consciousness of this messenger, because Liu Feng could clearly feel that he could drive it.

But every time the Black Moon Will teleported over, Liu Feng's connection with the messenger would be forcibly cut off!

"So what is it now? The Black Moon's conspiracy, or something else? Liu Feng sat up and looked at the messenger, a little undecided.

But going on like this is not a solution after all, so Liu Feng simply tried to communicate with him.

"Black Moon, what are you going to do?" Liu Feng asked tentatively.

After waiting for a while, the messenger ignored him, still crying to himself.

"You're not Black Moon?" Liu Feng asked again.

The messenger still did not respond.

"Could it really not be the ghost of the Black Moon?" Liu Feng muttered.

Liu Feng shouted a few more words to the messenger, but the other party never responded, which made Liu Feng a little embarrassed.

What the other party can see or touch, Liu Feng can't do it even if he wants to plug his mouth or give him a big mouth?

After thinking patiently for a while, in the end, Liu Feng thought of a way.

"Since my consciousness is still connected to him, can I communicate directly with my mind?"

Just do it.

"Hey, who the hell are you?" Liu Feng sent it with consciousness.

The messenger finally reacted, he looked up at Liu Feng, and begged with burning eyes: "Please, can you let me go, don't kill me!" ”

Looking at the other party's begging look, Liu Feng was silent for a while, and explained: "Although I don't know who you are, but in this current state, you have been killed, and now only the soul remains!" ”

"I was killed?" The messenger muttered, "Yes, I was burned to death in that puddle. ”

"Burned to death in a puddle? ......" Liu Feng was stunned for a moment, he suddenly thought that when he rescued Sisi, his mind suddenly fell into a trance, when he suddenly saw a puddle in front of his eyes, and something was burning under the water.

"It seems that this boy was killed by the Black Moon at that time, and he also had contact with me at that time!" Liu Feng made a judgment.

At this time, the boy seemed to be unable to accept the fact that he was killed, and his emotions were a little broken, and he suddenly began to yell, "Ahhhh ”

Liu Feng thought that the other party was questioning himself, "You calm down, it's not me who hurt you, it's Black Moon!" ”

"Black Moon?" When the boy heard the name, he calmed down a little, "Yes, it's him, he burned me, and he also erased my will, making my soul an empty shell that contains his will!" ”

"But now, how do you have a will of your own?" Liu Feng asked.

Hearing this, the young man was also stunned for a moment, and muttered, "I have a will of my own?" ”

"So, what happened to you?"

"I don't know!" The young man looked a little confused, "I only remember that after I was killed, I went to a strange place, where there was gray fog everywhere, and I walked and walked, and I couldn't get out!" ”

"Later," the boy scratched the top of his head, "by the way, I suddenly felt a terrifying aura, which pierced the gray mist and formed a path, and I followed it all the way and walked out." ”

"The breath of terror?" Liu Feng took out the token in his arms, "Do you feel the same breath as the token on?" ”

The young man felt it, and his soul body suddenly trembled uncontrollably, and he hurriedly said, "Yes, it's the breath above!" ”

Hearing this, Liu Feng seemed to understand, and he felt that what the young man said should be at the same time as when he was redeemed.

At that time, when Liu Feng's martial arts spirit vein regained his territory, he forcibly squeezed out part of Qingjia's divine aura.

And that part of the breath was originally the divine aura of Qingjia attached to the token, which was used to stimulate Liu Feng's ghost path spiritual vein.

But by chance, that part of the breath did not return to the token, but instead entered the place where the boy's consciousness was, and thus helped the boy regain his will.

Think about it, no matter how powerful Black Moon is, he is just a saint, and Qingjia belongs to the gods, and the power of the saints is no match for the gods after all.

At this time, Liu Feng was a little worried, what would Heiyue do if he knew about this young man's situation?

Is it to let him go? Or kill him again?