As Yan Lingxi expected, Song Mei asked someone to find a famous master in Yancheng overnight.

Because last night she found that her Guanyin statue had been broken, and the cracks were torn over it, and it was definitely useless.

She must get rid of Chang Xian, let her soul fly away, and she will never be able to live forever!

The master's surname is Feng, he is dressed in a Taoist robe, has a white beard, holds a dust, and looks like a fairy wind and bones, followed by a little disciple, who is also dressed in the same way.

Song Mei was afraid that Chang Xian would still do it to herself, so she didn't feel at ease, so she asked Master Feng to come over early in the morning, saying that she could add money.

"Master Feng, you must take Chang Xian away, my request is that the soul is scattered, and eternal life cannot be superborn. As long as you can do it, I'll pay as much as you want. Song Mei looked at Master Feng with a visitive look, "Master Feng, can you do it?" ”

The little disciple was arrogant: "What are you talking about?" My master is so powerful, not to mention one ghost, ten more will not be his opponents! ”

Song Mei: "Then I'll be relieved." ”

In the evening, Brother Zhi sent a message to Song Mei, saying that the company had something to do, and he wouldn't be here tonight.

This remark was in line with her, and Song Mei didn't reply directly as usual.

In the middle of the night.

Song Mei's residence was brightly lit.

The furniture in the living room has all been moved aside, leaving a spacious area in between.

Yellow talismans hung all around, connected by a thread, forming a huge magic circle.

Master Feng sat cross-legged in the center, his eyes like torches, looking around vigilantly, and at the same time muttering words in his mouth.

Suddenly, the yellow talisman in the living room was windless and automatic, as if an invisible hand was moving it, trembling violently.

Here it comes!

Master Feng picked up the dust whisk on the ground: "The eyes are like thunder and lightning, and the eight poles are shining." See through the inside and outside, nothing is lurking. Hurry as a law, now! ”

In the direction he was pointing, the air seemed to fluctuate and twist somewhere, and within a few seconds, a human figure was revealed.

With long hair and a shawl, and a bloody face, it was Chang Xian.

Song Mei screamed hurriedly, her heart lifted, and she said silently: "Kill her, kill her!" ”

"Demon, your longevity is over, if you don't reincarnate quickly, you will harm others, do you know what is wrong?" Master Feng asked righteously.

Chang Xian complained: "Do you know that she killed me!" I avenge myself, what's wrong? ”

Master Feng frowned, and a deep furrow gathered between his eyebrows: "It's still strong words!" I don't care how you died, your grievances are judged by the underworld, and it's not right for you to harm people! I advise you to ambush quickly, otherwise"

Chang Xian: "She's harming people!" Do you know how many people she has harmed?! ”

Master Feng said coldly: "I don't care about people, I only care about ghosts." You don't repent, you can only scatter your soul! ”

Song Mei couldn't bear it anymore: "Master Feng, what are you still grinding?" Hurry up, kill her! ”

"Song Mei!" Chang Xian gritted her teeth and called out her name, and the ghost aura on her body visibly became rich with the naked eye, "Damn you, it's you!" ”

Song Mei was startled, and hurriedly hid behind the little disciple: "Master Feng, look at her appearance!" What are you waiting for, do it! ”

Chang Xian's eyes were full of hatred, as if a red light flashed, and she rushed towards Song Mei like a sword on her tiptoes.

Stubborn!

Master Feng snorted coldly, shook the dust in his hand, and hit Chang Xian, the resentment on this ghost is not heavy, it is easy to deal with.

However, to Master Feng's surprise, Fuchen only took Chang Xian back a step and did not do any substantial damage.

That's impossible!

Master Feng's confident eyes changed in an instant, and he looked at Chang Xian inquiringly.

"This master, I respect you for three points, I am just for revenge, I will not harm innocent people, and please don't stop me."

Master Feng directly swung the dust out, this time he used full strength, but Chang Xian still only took a few steps back, and there was still no substantial damage.

Although I don't know how Chang Xian did it, she must not let it go any longer.

Master Feng said in a loud voice: "My sword! ”

The little disciple immediately threw the peachwood sword out, Master Feng caught it firmly, his left hand slashed across the sword body, and a spiritual power wrapped around the sword body: "Take your life!" ”

A dust, a sword, two sides, Chang Xian dodged left and right, but the space was already narrow, and when he dodged, he would inevitably touch the yellow rune, and the moment he touched it, the yellow rune would shake up, leaving a small damage on Chang Xian's body.

Master Feng felt more and more strange, how could there be ghosts who were not afraid of his dust, and were not afraid of Huang Fu?

After dozens of back and forth, Master Feng was very unhappy, he bit his hand openly, and the blood on his fingers dripped onto the peachwood sword, and suddenly, the light was great!

"Zila-"

At the moment when the peachwood sword touched Chang Xian, the sound of the scalp-numbing skin and flesh being corroded sounded, and the places where they touched turned charred black in the blink of an eye, and then the area of the wildfire quickly expanded.

Chang Xian let out a howl of pain and rolled on the ground in pain, but the scorched black on her body was still spreading.

Master Feng looked at her coldly, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a smug and disdainful arc, and he lightly spit out four words: "I don't think I can do anything." ”

The next second, the smile stopped abruptly.

Chang Xian, who should have been wiped out, became a paper figure at the moment when the scorched black eroded her whole body!

The paper figure Chang Xian's expression stiffened, and the corners of his mouth hooked, as if mocking him, and then turned to ashes.

Master Feng was shocked: "How is this possible?!" ”

This turned out to be a paper man!

And he didn't notice it in the slightest, because the ghost aura on the paper man was real, his expression was vivid, and his every move was no different from a real person.

As far as he knew, no one in this world would be able to bring such a miraculous paper figure to life!

Master Feng gasped violently, about to explode, since he became famous, he had rarely felt this way - he had been tricked!

"Master!" The little disciple ran over.

Song Mei also came over, she saw all the scene just now, although she didn't quite understand what was going on, but she could see that Master Feng had failed to catch ghosts.

"Master Feng, didn't you say that you must do it? What's going on now? Song Mei asked unceremoniously.

The little disciple was very unhappy: "Be careful when you speak!" ”

Cultivators can't see the foxy spirit on Song Mei's body the most.

Song Mei: "I'm telling the truth. What else is the most famous and powerful master, even Chang Xian's waste can't handle it! ”

The little disciple was so angry that his face was red: "You! ”

"Enough!" Master Feng scolded sharply and glanced at Song Mei, "This Dao Master will do what he says, and he will never let you have an accident." ”

It's a matter of her life, Song Mei didn't bother to do anything superficial, and rolled her eyes: "It's better to be like this." ”

Master Feng choked in his heart in one breath, and his face was very ugly.

He drank a glass of talisman water, coldly slashed his palm with a knife, and blood suddenly gushed out.

"Master!" The little disciple shouted worriedly.

Master Feng ignored him and directly used his own blood to draw a huge magic circle on the ground.

"Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, the root of all qi, the four spirit heavenly lanterns, the six jias and six dings, help me destroy the essence, and the demons will die!"

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