The battle of Minghe ended, and the surviving monks turned back one after another, but Fang Xucheng lingered and did not dare to go.

There were two people when they came, and he was the only one when they left.

Even, Mo Chou fell into the Ming River, and he didn't even fish for his bones.

What to do? How do you explain to your mother-in-law when you go back? As long as he thought of this question, Fang Xucheng was afraid.

This mother-in-law has never liked him, and if it weren't for Mo Chou's insistence, she wouldn't have agreed to let them marry at all. Over the years, he has tried his best, but he has not been able to please her.

If she knew that Mo Chou died here, what would she do to herself? Will she kill herself to bury Mo Chou?

In the roadside tavern, Fang Xucheng hugged his head and had a splitting headache.

Since climbing up to Hu Erniang's mother and daughter, he is so proud that he can't imagine the days after the loss.

"Why bother Brother Fang, I'm afraid that she will be angry with you, then you can give her an object of hatred, isn't it?"

Fang Xucheng raised his head and saw a plain face.

This person was met by him on the battlefield, and he was unexpectedly reunited in the tavern, and when he saw that he was alone, he asked about the situation, and felt sorry for him.

"The object of hate?" Fang Xucheng was puzzled.

"That's right! If you tell Lord Taishui that Mrs. Ling has been harmed, she will naturally concentrate on avenging her daughter and will not trouble you. You share her hatred, and perhaps she will pass on the mantle to you. ”

Fang Xucheng's eyes lit up: "Is this okay?" ”

"Absolutely."

He calmed down for a while, and then began to worry again: "Where can I make up an enemy?" My mother-in-law is a monk who turns into a god, so if she asks someone to ask, won't she know everything? ”

"So, you're going to say someone she can't find."

"Who?"

"Naturally, he was lost in this battle, and his name is extremely loud - Ling Xianjun of the Wuji Sect!"

Ling Bufei suddenly opened his eyes, and the memories he had retrieved from Fang Xucheng's soul were vivid.

"What is this?" He muttered and turned his head to look at Bai Mengjin.

Under his palm, Fang Xucheng's screams gradually lowered, and finally lost his voice completely.

Hu Erniang's situation is also very bad, she was poisoned and seriously injured, and as soon as she forced out a little bit of poison, she forcibly moved and relapsed again.

She fell, her lips turning blue rapidly, and her eyelids trembling, as if she would die in the next moment.

Ling Bufei temporarily put down the matter of soul searching and went to help Hu Erniang: "Senior! Predecessor! ”

Bai Mengjin touched her veins, and her face was heavy: "It's too late, the toxin has entered the heart, and even the Yuan Shen ......."

When "Achou ......" was dying, Hu Erniang read her daughter's name, with tears in the corners of her eyes, "Mother avenged you......"

Ling Bufei sighed, and was a little worried by her. Hu Erniang's love for her daughter is really tearful. His mother was the same, willing to give up her life to let him live.

Bai Mengjin thought for a moment, lowered his body and asked, "Senior, your physical body is no longer available, but at this time, you can withdraw the Yuan Shen and transfer to the Yin Method, are you willing?" ”

Hu Erniang's eyes were already dilated, and her brain didn't move very much: "What ......?"

Bai Mengjin changed the method to communicate with her: "Your daughter Miss Mochou just fell into the Ming River, and she can't be sure of her death." It is said that Ling Xianjun also fell into the Ming River, our young sect master will definitely go to check on his father's whereabouts in the future, do you want to join us? ”

"Minghe ......" Hu Erniang slowly understood what she meant, and nodded excitedly, "Okay, I'll ...... with you." I'm going to Minghe to see what ...... is going on."

Bai Mengjin nodded, raised his hand, and opened the parachute.

"Come, hold my hand and let your spirit come out slowly."

"Good ......"

The parasols rotate, white and black alternate, and yin and yang circulate here. Hu Erniang's primordial spirit was pulled out of her body, turned into a light smoke, and blended into it along the handle of the umbrella.

Hu Erniang on the ground closed her eyes and completely lost her life.

Bai Mengjin let go of her gradually cooling hand and put away the parachute.

She let out a long breath and turned her head to find that Ling Bufei had been staring at her.

"What?"

"You...... It seems that there are a lot of secrets. ”

After this night, if he believed that she was just a descendant of the Gu family, it would be a donkey kicking his head.

Thinking back a few hours ago, the three of them were trapped in the tomb, a god who had lost his cultivation, a waste man who could not cultivate, and a Jin Dan obtained by an adventure, and there was almost no way to survive against Shang Yuanying and some of his subordinates.

If you're lucky, spend more time in the tomb and wait for the people of the Wuji Sect to find them. Or, Hu Erniang forced out the poison in her body, recovered some cultivation, and then fought with Fang Xucheng.

But what did she come up with? She said that there are prohibitions laid by Hu Erniang in the valley on weekdays, and as long as they do a little more collusion, they can form a big array.

So, taking advantage of the time when Fang Xucheng searched the valley, she drew a formation in the east and pasted a talisman in the west, so she was anti-guest and deceived Fang Xucheng into the formation.

Then, the most crucial step came. She helped him summon the Demon Suppression Ding out and connect it with the formation as the core of the formation.

Then, they pretended to be Mo Chou and Hu Erniang, provoking Fang Xucheng's emotions step by step and leading him to take action. Those thunder methods were released, and most of them were consumed by the formation, and there was the artifact of the Demon Suppression Ding, which was enough to suppress the formation.

In this way, when the formation was broken, Fang Xucheng had no mana left, and he was calculated to death.

Ling Bufei thought about the whole thing, and his back was cold.

It's not that he hasn't seen a great talent in formation, and there are many scheming people in Wuji Sect, but she is the first to combine the two so well.

"So what?" Bai Mengjin raised his eyebrows.

"Don't you think you should confess to me? No matter how you say it, you have to be a husband and wife. ”

Bai Mengjin turned his head and looked: "Here?" ”

Well, now the valley is a mess, and it's really not a place to talk.

Ling Bufei wanted to say something, but she interrupted.

"Shhhh Someone's coming. ”

The long day is finally over, and the sun jumps out of the horizon.

In the morning glow, several rays of light flew in and landed in this nameless valley.

The first to appear was a tall, high-eyed female cultivator.

The spells were already brewing, but what she saw in front of her made her stunned for a moment.

"Young Sect Master?"

Ling Bufei answered lazily.

"Are you alright? Someone died? ”

These two questions made Ling Bufei roll his eyes: "Didn't you see it?" ”

The others arrived one after another, and when they saw the situation in front of them, everyone's heads were full of question marks.

What's going on? Isn't it fighting? Why are they all dead? The two hostages looked good, full of energy, and there were no flesh injuries at all. Who is the kidnapper and who is the hostage......

Until Baili Xu arrived, he shouted happily and rushed up to break the silence: "Childe! Are you alright? That's great! ”