In the next second, a stronger light came, making her dizzy and completely fainted.

Open your eyes again.

What Sang Ling saw was the archway of the ghost market, and at this time the surroundings were quiet, so quiet that it seemed to have come to a barren mountain and a wild tomb.

The injury has not yet improved, my heart is suffocated, and my headache is splitting. The endoscope can be like a V letter that is finally connected to the Internet, and it rises wildly all the way and finally gets stuck directly, but it doesn't repair the injury in the first time.

Despite her drowsiness, her limbs as if they were immersed in cold water, she looked around.

Behind the torii, in the ghost market, at this moment, no one appeared. The streets and alleys are full of the corpses of guards, and there are traces of fighting, obviously after a vicious battle.

Hanging Mo used the communication jade pendant to keep in touch, and soon summoned back many injured demon clans.

Sang Ling saw that although this demon clan general was injured, he could also see that they had strong combat ability, excellent equipment, and a degree of advance and retreat, so he was relieved a lot.

It seems that even if she is not there, Da Mao and they can manage it well.

Hanging Mo simply counted the number and prepared to evacuate.

I don't want a rush of footsteps to suddenly sound, and it is coming in an instant.

It turned out to be Tianshu's personal guard, a ghost.

When the ghost saw them, his head grew big. It's just that on the face, he still opened his mouth coldly:

"The ghost city lord ordered, our ghost city will not welcome the demon clan from now on, please leave quickly!"

Hanging Mo sneered, ready to draw his knife:

"You ghost city lords are so seriously injured, and you still have the heart to take care of us? Today, why don't you fight and see who listens to whom? ”

The ghost shadow silently raised his hand, and the thick ghost aura was summoned by him like a swimming fish, and it was easily controlled.

Now that he has a ghost, he is not afraid of anyone!

Sang Ling clenched the things in her hand, and the rounded obtuse angle also made her palms hurt, and after she was silent for a moment, she still opened her mouth to stop the two who were about to start:

"Tell you the ghost city lord that my demon clan will abide by the agreement, and also ask him to meditate and cultivate and avoid going out of the ghost market."

With that, she turned away.

The ghost looked at the other party's resolute back and sighed in his heart, only feeling sad, just now the ghost city lord had just woken up and urged him to come over and escort the woman away. But no matter what, the other party will not look back.

What lovers in this world are most afraid of is not that they have never been together, but that they can do it, but they have to carry too many things in the middle, and when all the truth is revealed, it is just hurting others and hurting themselves.

The ghost thought silently for a moment before going back to tell his master.

It's still the original courtyard, but the one lying on the bed has become a heavenly hub. Now he can't afford to be seriously injured, Chizhu has been lost, his vitality is so injured that he can't even hide his demonic energy, and it overflows.

Even if he wasn't a medical practitioner, he could see that he was very weak now.

The ghost hesitated for a moment before carefully relaying what Sang Ling had just said.

Tianshu smiled, but he didn't want to affect the injury, and coughed up a hand of blood for a long time, but he was still laughing:

"Ahem, you say, she's concerned about my injuries?"

The ghost shadow is silent, but in fact, she is drawing x fiercely in her heart, she obviously wants you to go out less and make trouble!

Tianshu smiled and stopped to himself, he had seven tricks in his heart, where he didn't know what Sang Ling really meant, and now he was just deceiving himself by saying this.

He looked around and found that now that the red bead that had strengthened the enchantment was gone, it had become ghostly and terrifying. His injuries were still slowly healed in the thick ghost aura, like a rag pocket ghost qi spilling out one by one when it entered his body, and everything around him could hardly return to its former state.

The wound on the heart, because of the repair, became itchy and uncomfortable at the moment. His brows furrowed deeply, but he suddenly thought of Sang Ling's abnormality just now.

How did she guess that Chizhu was hidden in her heart by herself?

In the flash of light in his mind, he thought of the bowl of decoction that had been put into his heart's blood.

"Okay, you ghost woman!"

The ghost pounced and immediately knelt on the ground:

"Back to the city lord, the ghost woman is dead just now...... Yes, suicide. ”

Tianshu gritted his teeth with hatred:

"You're going to pit me once before you die! Hmph, this old woman is just trying to make me and the demon clan lose both, I'm not as good as she wants! ”

The ghost can't figure it out, why did this matter make the ghost woman calculate, the woman's escape was still the ghost woman's design?

Hanging Mo couldn't figure it out, he looked at the black but red-like bead in Sang Ling's hand, and only felt that the yin qi was gloomy, and he couldn't see the slightest bit of it.

"What is this? Did you pull it out of Su Luo's heart? ”

"Yes, this thing is called Chizhu, it hides its breath and ignores the barrier, and it is a symbol of the identity of the ghost city lord."

Sang Ling retold it word by word according to the words of the mirror of retrospectiveness.

Hanging ink is even more puzzling:

"How did the Venerable know that this thing was hidden in Su Luo's heart?"

Sang Ling put the beads away:

"It's the ghost woman's medicine, that bowl of medicine is extremely powerful, and she doesn't need to work hard at all, but her move, first, is to weaken Tianshu's combat power, and secondly, let me discover that the secret method of unlocking the enchantment is in the wound in my heart."

Hanging Mo waved his hand to let the other demon generals leave first, and stood silently with his honor, and said with emotion:

"As soon as we entered, we found that the ghost market was cleaning up the remnants, and this matter should have something to do with the ghost woman. Now it seems that everything is just her desire to take revenge on the ghost city lord. ”

Sang Ling thought of the words she vaguely heard after she was seriously injured and fell into a coma, and she already had a general understanding in her heart:

"The ghost market has been greatly injured by this, and it will not come out to stir up trouble again."

Hanging ink is also a fixed point.

Sang Ling came to the ghost market, only to find that it was now the winter moon.

The cold north wind blew swiftly, and the branches of the trees seemed to shake slightly. Last night, a sudden heavy snowfall covered the ground all night.

In the distance, Yanze Lake, which was still as smooth as a water mirror, has become a white expanse, a small piece of land that is not covered by snow, and it is also frozen on ice, and it is no longer as beautiful as before.

Sang Ling turned around and looked at the entrance of the ghost market that had disappeared into a white morning mist, the ghost market had been completely closed, and it was difficult to enter.

There was no sadness or joy on her face, and she quickly withdrew her gaze, hiding all the emotions in her sight.

I didn't want to, but when I was lifting my feet, my heart shook and I tripped over a rocker on the ground.

She was startled, ready to use her aura to stand firm, not wanting her arm to be firmly held, and a cold fragrance hit her face.

Someone came to speak:

"There's a lot of gravel here, so be careful with your step."

The person who came turned out to be Xie Hanzhou.

Sang Ling guessed the reason for his appearance, sighed slightly, then got up and pushed away the other party's hand, and thanked politely:

"Today, the demon clan came quickly, and I still have to thank the Heavenly Dao Sect Xie Xianjun for help."

Xie Hanzhou's movements suddenly paused, as if he was a little stunned, and then his long eyelashes moved, and he held the umbrella in his hand.

Even though the snow had stopped, and there were only a few small snow beads in the sky, he still stubbornly held on.

As always, I still hate the nature of snow.。

Sang Ling's eyes gently swept over the umbrella, thinking of the past, not half strange.

Xie Hanzhou noticed her eyes, and was also touched by the past, five hundred years ago, the Xie family's destruction happened on a snowy day, and then he began to hate snow.

I don't want to think of ways to help her untie the knot after meeting her, countless thousands of piles of snow and her laughter slowly make him forget the disgusting feeling.

But all this ruined the Cleansing Pill, forgetting Ah Ling, and also reminded him of his disgust with snow.

The past surfaced in front of him, making his eyes stunned, but the voice he opened his mouth could still maintain a faint tone, making people lose sight of his thoughts for half a minute:

"It's just a matter of raising your hands, if the ever-bright lantern can't find you for a few days, it will jump out of the world, and the only possibility is the ghost market."

The hanging ink next to him did not back down, and said:

"If I get the message, I will lead my subordinates over as soon as possible, and I must rescue the Venerable!"

Sang Ling smiled, she was close to Hanging Mo, but she was extremely polite to Xie Hanzhou, and she didn't see the familiarity of the old man, she said:

"I still have to thank you, with Xie Xianjun's help to my demon clan, I can get away with it. Now that the Heavenly Dao Sect doesn't know what's going on, if it's busy, it still won't delay your time. ”

Xie Hanzhou's expression remained unchanged, but the hand holding the handle of the umbrella turned white:

"Demon Ancestor, you're welcome."

Sang Ling didn't want to stay here.

The injuries on her body are not yet complete, and the delay of a few days has reached an extremely dangerous point, and there are also demon clans, she has been absent for many days, and Da Mao and the others must be struggling to support. Only sent the hanging ink out, and the demon clan seemed to be in a very bad situation.

There are all things to deal with in my head.

But now, the most important thing is how to deal with Xuan Chengzi.

The lights are always on, and he's sure to be coming over soon.

Hanging Mo immediately followed, slanting at Xie Hanzhou's position, his eyes were not good.

The two of them were about to leave this place in a hurry, Xie Hanzhou was silent in place, and suddenly the communication jade pendant on his waist flashed a few times, and after he listened, he suddenly stopped the person:

"You don't have to leave in such a hurry, Xuan Chengzi can't leave the Heavenly Dao Sect now."

"What?"

Sang Ling was startled and looked back at him.

Xie Hanzhou stood under the umbrella, and the wide edge of the umbrella covered his expression, only to hear the voice in the ice:

After the First World War in Guazhou, he took Lu Chaoyan's body and lived in the door and never went out. Just now, he didn't notice the news of you, so you can rest assured. ”

Sang Ling was stunned, a little incredulous. It's just an intuition that tells her at this moment that what Xie Hanzhou said is true.

Hanging Mo didn't believe it at all, but looking at the inexplicable atmosphere between the two, an indescribable irritability immediately came to his heart:

"Your Excellency, what if their master and apprentice collude? People are cunning, no matter what, let's leave first. Da Mao is still waiting for you in the misty forest of Bishan Mountain, Ah Ran has already prepared the elixir and soup bath, and he will definitely be able to repair the injuries of the Venerable. ”

Sang Ling shook her head:

"If it's really Xuan Chengzi who wants to chase after me, I can't go back. He is the number one in the cultivation realm, and I was able to live before, but it was a fluke. ”

Subconsciously, she thought of Chizhu who was now lying quietly in the storage bag. Just now, Tianshu gave this thing to her, wanting to protect her and let her copy the successful method of escaping from Xuan Chengzi last time?

Her eyelashes drooped, her eyes rolled, and that emotion was forced down by her.

Xuanmo suddenly discovered Sang Ling's loss of consciousness at this moment, and he immediately thought of the impossible thing just now that he tripped over a stone on the ground.

So, who is she thinking of?

The breath of the suspended ink slowly became heavy, and the irritability that hovered in his heart was fueled by the bloody aura at this time, and it became difficult to suppress, and his eyes turned blood red.

"Your Excellency, people are cunning, you can't believe it!"

The Tang knife in his hand was attracted by the master's breath, and he couldn't help shaking the blade of the knife with eagerness, wanting to jump out of the scabbard and drink the blood of the enemy directly!

Xie Hanzhou ignored Hanging Mo, which was definitely not a kind and normal gaze, and only looked at Sang Ling with a pair of eyes:

"You know very well what is going on between him and me, Ah Ling."

There was something deeply imprinted in his eyes, and Sang Ling subconsciously deviated her gaze, but the appearance of the ink hanging next to her entered her field of vision.

And then there was a hard start.