He Wangyao picked up the defensive talisman and was about to cry, there was a charred black burn mark on it.

The other party was right, something really came just now.

Yang Juntong: "You must protect me!" ”

He Wangyao's heart refused and collapsed: "At best, I am a bronze who wants to be a king, how can I protect you, I can't protect myself!" ”

What if that monster suddenly discovers that he is a pure yin physique that nourishes yin and nourishes great strength, and eats him by the way?

That's good, two people can play poker together when they go underground...... it! It's not good that there is no residue left in the food, and the ghosts may not have anything to do.

"Steady, don't panic, I think I can trust the boss." He Wangyao held the defensive talisman and ran to Gu Xu's door with the box in his arms.

He hesitated to knock on the door, and it was opened.

Gu Xu was wearing black silk pajamas and rubbed his eyebrows: "Come in, you sleep on the sofa." ”

He Wangyao was almost moved to tears: "Ah Xu, you are such a good person!" ”

Gu Xu: "......"

No, he's not a good person, he just doesn't want this guy to call in the middle of the night to wake up Mingmao.

He Wangyao skillfully lay on the sofa, but Yang Juntong looked at Gu Xu's back thoughtfully.

"Are you scared silly? Hurry up and get back into the bracelet! ”

Yang Juntong didn't dare to get too close to the other party, even if it was a living soul, he vaguely felt a natural fear of this person.

"You said that the next time I wear my pajamas after the red carpet event, will I be the most handsome in the audience, and the wealthy and noble sons will have a sense of sight?"

Woo woo, this guy looks so good! The skin is so white that it looks like it glows! Cold ascetic and noble and charming! He wants the same outfit!

He Wangyao: "...... Hehe, you're really thinking too much. ”

——

In the dark room, the girl fell to the floor in a lost soul.

"How could it fail? It's impossible! ”

There was a smell of burning incense and candles in the room, and she touched the magic weapon in her hand, the soul bell, the soul bottle, and the spell, these were all right.

Soon, however, she felt a stream of warm liquid drip onto her wrist, one drop, two drops, three drops......

"I'm bleeding? Yes, this is a backlash......" She touched her phone in a panic and almost cried, "Master, come and save me!" ”

In the dark of the night, someone sighed faintly.

The girl looked towards the terrace, and her eyes lit up, "Master! ”

The man sat on the railing, dressed in white under the moonlight, and there was a large, pitch-black thing standing beside him.

The girl hesitated, instinctively frightened by the thing.

"The ghost servant said you failed, and came to inform me." The man walked barefoot and ran his fingers over her cheek, wiping the blood from her eyes.

The voice was as gentle as a sigh: "Why are you so careless, you hurt yourself like this." ”

The girl blinked, and she felt a lot better.

"Master, Yang Juntong's agent should have invited a very powerful Taoist priest, I'm afraid I'm not an opponent."

The man smiled slightly: "You want me to help you?" ”

"Is that okay?" The girl's eyes lit up and she grabbed his arm.

"No, you can do your own thing." The man restrained his smile, "Hasn't the ghost servant been helping you?" Try again, and you might be successful. ”

The girl had to sit down and began to try to conjure spirits.

The man sat on the couch next to him, smiling at her.

There were no lights on in the room, and the light of the incense candles reflected on the girl's face, outlining the arc flawlessly.

But that's about it.

"Poof!" The girl spurted out a mouthful of blood directly this time, she felt the passage of life and panicked, "Master, hurry up and save me!" ”

The ghost servant was no better, his whole body looked like he had been burned by something, and his flesh and skin were about to crack.

The abundant vitality in its body was constantly draining, and it was becoming more and more difficult to maintain its human form.

The smile on the man's face disappeared completely, and he took the Soul Gathering Bottle, and the ghost servant burrowed into it and disappeared.

He caught the girl's body, brushed his palm over, and the other party calmed down.

"Even the ghost servants have been injured like this, is there such a powerful Taoist priest in Xiangshi?" The man muttered to himself.

He put the girl down, sat down on the sofa casually, knocked his fingers on the soul gathering bottle, and after a while, the ghost servant, who had shrunk in a circle, floated out and squatted down.

He reached out and pressed it against the ghost servant's "head" and closed his eyes.

After a moment, he opened his eyes suddenly, "What a powerful sword qi, ghost servant, you didn't lose unjustly." ”

It was getting more and more interesting, and he looked in a distant direction, a strange smile curling into the corners of his lips.

——

At dawn, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The Qingyu card stopped shaking three hours ago, but everyone didn't dare to be careless, after all, no one knew whether the other party would make a comeback and catch everyone off guard.

The head of the Xuan Miao Dao thanked the two friends who had come to help.

Brother Jian hurriedly arranged for a few Dao Masters to rest.

Xuan Miao Dao Chang took the mobile phone from his disciple's hand, he glanced at the message, and was overjoyed, "Qinglian Dao Chang sent a message last night!" ”

Several other people hurriedly asked, "What did Daoist Qinglian say?" ”

Xuan Miaodao's face was heavy: "He divined a hexagram for us, and the hexagram showed that it was a great omen." ”

Everyone's mood was heavy, last night they defended the formation and handed over the opponent, but they could only support it, and they felt that the formation was about to break every minute.

The strange thing is that Yang Juntong's spiritual platform retains a trace of clarity and has never been invaded by evil spirits.

Although the other party finally gave up, the situation is not optimistic.

When the Xuan Miao Dao Chief saw the back, his expression was a little strange, "But he also said that he was inaccurate in divination, and there seemed to be a glimmer of life......"

Brother Jian was confused when he heard it, is this hexagram good or bad?

He was so worried that his hair was about to turn white, and the little fat next to him hurriedly walked over.

"Brother Jane! That liar, that liar said that the soul of Brother Jun is with her! Let me send the real birthday of Brother Jun Tong! ”

The more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, so he secretly turned on his phone, and after several long text messages, he found the one he saw when he turned off the phone last night.

Brother Jian: "What liar is not a liar, what are you talking about?" ”

Xuan Miao Dao Chang's eyes changed, "This is not a liar!" Hurry up and get in touch over there! ”

——

On the other side, the Fallen Crane House.

Yang Juntong was frightened all night, and almost cried the moment he saw Minghao.

"Master! I've seen that demon, it's scary! It is guarding the incense market, staring at me fiercely, ready to swallow me at any moment! ”

Mingmao: "Okay, don't cry, it's so ugly, don't you look in the mirror?" ”

Yang Juntong suddenly couldn't accept it: "Of course, the plain makeup that just woke up is not so radiant, I'm already very good like this......"

As soon as he turned his head, he met Gu Xu, who had just washed his face and went downstairs.

Yang Juntong: "......"

How did he forget this big bug, he quickly drifted away while muttering about whether this is still a human being.

Mingmao smiled, he still cares about the image after being like this, it can be seen that he was not scared enough last night.

Gu Xu: "Are you going to go to the incense market?" ”

Mingmiao's expression was slight: "Yes." ”