Song Ciwan played with the ghost mirror in his hand for a while, and then took a look at his small courtyard inside and out.

There is indeed nothing "unclean" in her small bedroom, and there is nothing in the small room where the tablets of Song Youde and his wife are placed, but in the courtyard outside, Song Ciwan has a few wisps of yin qi.

When these yin qi suddenly appeared in the mirror, they were gray-black and translucent, with wisps large and small, as if floating ghost heads were dragging their long tails and swimming, which scared Song Ciwan a lot.

At that time, she used her time to escape at night, turned around and picked up the big white goose that was still sleeping, and almost ran out of the house.

The big white goose quacked in the fog, and its wings flapped wildly.

With the flapping of the wings of the white goose and a gust of wind, those "long-tailed ghost heads" wandered around like smoke swaying with the wind.

Song Ciwan sensed it carefully at the moment, and then he reacted, where is this "long-tailed ghost head"? It turns out that these fluttering "ghost fogs" are yin qi!

The ownerless yin qi is not up to the standard of ghosts, but there is no need to be afraid.

Of course, she wasn't afraid, she was just cautious.

Ahem...... After all, it's something that has never been touched before, so what's wrong with being cautious?

Big White Goose: "Quack! ”

, it's a goose!

It slept soundly, and then it was woken up like that, man?

Song Ciwan smiled wryly, and hurriedly reassured: "Good Dabai, it's okay, let's continue to sleep well." ”

She hugged the white goose, patted it on the back, and ran back to the house to relocate the big white goose back into the goose cage.

The breath of Dafa in the dream only leaked slightly, and the big white goose suddenly regained the wonderful feeling of falling asleep. This Dafa of falling into dreams turns out to be not only able to arouse people's hearts in dreams, but it is also a magic technique for coaxing sleep.

Song Ci suddenly realized the way of magic, and it was really interesting.

She had a wonderful feeling that her mind had been opened again and again, and she walked into the courtyard at the moment, pondered the blazing technique, and then raised her finger and forced a wisp of fire mist from her fingertips.

What is Fire Mist? Figuratively speaking, this is a fiery breath, and the biggest difference between it and the flickering flame is that there is no conspicuous red light.

It is more like a walker in the dark night, it is obviously a flame, but it is about to dim its brilliance, it cannot burn, but it seems to be a fierce gluttony. It chased after the scattered yin qi, devouring them one by one, and consuming them all.

In the small courtyard, every wisp of yin qi was ground away, and Song Ciwan withdrew the Blazing Flame Technique and breathed a sigh of relief.

She felt much more at ease, and the status of the Blazing Flame Technique that had made great achievements in her heart jumped up, approaching the Void Illusion Demonic Sword.

The Void Phantom Demon Sword is naturally very powerful, but it can often only deal with conscious beings. Unlike the Blazing Technique, it does not have the strangeness of the Void Phantom Sword, but it is like a diligent scavenger, no matter what it encounters, the flames can be cleared everywhere.

Song Ciwan pondered the spells he had learned, and also pondered the yin qi that had only appeared in the courtyard.

In fact, she discovered that there was not only a dissipating yin qi in her yard, but also on the street outside, and even in the courtyard of the neighbor next door!

So, is it the yin qi itself that exists normally, or is there something she doesn't know about in this Suyang City that is secretly breeding?

Song Ciwan didn't have the idea of getting to the bottom of it, she could only stay vigilant and manage herself now.

She returned to her room and continued to operate the scales.

Before killing the giant cockroach, Song Ciwan got a dark and reflective gas.

This mass of qi is somewhat condensed, more like a black ball of thread wrapped in dozens of line segments, which appears in the scales.

Song Ciwan sold it: [You sold thirty-two wisps of death qi of the low-level demon beast cockroach and obtained the low-level magic weapon Black Armor Knife. 】

A blackened sleeve knife came out like this, and at the same time, a section of the black armor knife's sacrificial refining method poured into Song Ciwan's mind.

Song Ciwan held the black armor knife in his hand and almost stood up on the spot.

Black armor knife, this is a magic weapon!

In order to refine a magic weapon, the dead Zhang Ping drank the blood of many living people in vain. And here in Song Ciwan, just by selling a ball of dead qi from the cockroach demon beast, he obtained a finished magic weapon.

Although Song Ciwan has long been accustomed to the magic of the scales, it is still inevitable to have a sense of excitement at this moment.

She immediately slashed her fingertips, dripping blood, and decided to recognize the black armor knife as the master according to the matching sacrificial refining method.

Outside the window, the fine snow fell overnight, and Song Ciwan worked diligently until dawn in the sound of snow falling.

She didn't know how much the cockroach monster that brought her the black armor knife had caused waves in the city that night.

Huge cockroaches sprang out from all the dark corners, some of them pounced on livestock, some at the living.

They have a sharp body, sharp blade feet, and mouthparts like cutting gold and eating iron!

Whoever is bitten by them will lose their vitality in a short time. If you are lucky, you may be a broken hand or foot, and if you are unlucky, you may even be bitten into a pile of broken bones on the spot.

What's even more terrifying is that if a giant cockroach bites a person, the person may die, but if a person attacks the giant cockroach, these things have extremely tenacious vitality. Even if it is cut in two, or even beaten to pieces, its stump may suddenly rise and hurt people again.

However, most of the Demon Guards who were originally on standby at any time were scattered and loose, and the guards of the City Patrol Division were exhausted and sacrificed miserably.

Later, it was discovered that perhaps fire attack was the best way to deal with these cockroaches. Only by burning these things to charred ash can they truly die.

It's a pity that the power of mortal fire is limited, and there are too few people in this city who can cast spiritual fire.

It's not that there are no cultivators, it's that the number of mortals is too large, and the existence of cultivators is a little stretched in comparison.

Of course, this night city is not without glorious people.

When the day was about to dawn, Song Ciwan heard a terrifying scream suddenly sounding at the end of the street on the east side of Jishanfang.

A terrible scream dragged out the aftermath of panic, followed by a burst of grateful surprise.

"It's Qionghua Pavilion! It's the fairies of Qionghua Pavilion who have come to the rescue! Great......"

"The fairy is a great grace, and the little life can't be repaid......"

Boom –

But I saw a burst of fire rising into the sky, and the blazing red light lit up the darkness before dawn.

Song Ciwan pushed the door out, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a graceful figure flying up to the roof in the firelight at the end of the street, passing by like a fright in the sight of people looking up.

Someone exclaimed: "It's the Chihua fairy who stayed in the drunken Xianju a few days ago!" ”

Some people look up to it foolishly: "The Chihua Fairy is really a celestial person, and the demon slaughter saves people, which is really unparalleled." ”

Then at this time, Song Ciwan's neighbor's wall suddenly sounded a sound of ridicule and ridicule in the corner of the neighbor's house, and the army of giant cockroaches drilling around somehow arched out from the corner of the wall.

Song Ciwan heard a frightened cry from next door, and the Chihua Fairy flew over.