The wind is cloudy, and the ghosts are forested.

The dead woman was standing in front of her again.

Li Jue was surprisingly not afraid in the face of all this, perhaps neither death nor ghosts were as painful as the torture in his heart.

The ghost that Situ Yan turned into finally spoke quietly.

"I didn't hate you, and I can't kill you." Her voice was cold, as if it came from Jiuquan.

"I ......" Li Jue looked at her, speechless for a while, and didn't know what to say.

I heard Situ Yan suddenly roar with great eagerness: "You go quickly!" ”

"What's wrong with you?" Li Jue was a little frightened, seemed to be a little stunned, and still sat on the ground and did not retreat.

"Ahh

Situ Yan raised his head to the sky and roared, the wind roared angrily all around, and the trees swayed one after another.

Suddenly, the lakeside was cold to the bone, like a ghost domain, and her eyes gradually glowed scarlet.

"No......" But she squeezed out such words hoarsely in her throat, seemed to struggle, raised her head, and yelled at Li Jue again: "You go quickly!" ”

Li Jue felt that something was wrong, got up and staggered backwards.

But seeing him leave, Situ Yan's black hair suddenly burst out, revealing a hideous and terrifying grimace full of black blood vessels!

"Stay!" Her voice turned to a complete chill.

Attitudes change rapidly.

As soon as he raised his hand, the ghostly figure instantly rushed towards Li Jue.

On the other side, Song Qingyi, who had been secretly observing for a long time, did not stand by this time, she said to Chu Liang: "I'll deal with it." ”

After that, the figure swept away, and the jade ruler in his palm surged out!

There is an ancient divine soldier in the Junzi Hall that is among the top 100 in the Wanbaolu, and the name is called the Measuring River Jade Ruler. Song Qingyi's handpiece is an imitation of the jade ruler of the river, called the inch heart ruler.

There are many such imitations in the immortal cultivation world, and they are generally imitated by the original owner of the treasure, and the high imitation of the treasure is often not low-grade.

Situ Yan was about to kill Li Jue, but he was almost hit by surprise.

Thanks to the fact that it is now a ghost, its body is erratic, and it suddenly moves sideways for several feet, which can be avoided.

But Song Qingyi's attacks followed, she flipped her hand and threw the jade ruler out, and the blow landed on Situ Yan's waist, making a muffled sound.

Bang –

The virtual body was hit, and the body of the painted skin ghost emitted a puff of black qi and fell heavily to the ground.

The jade ruler flew back into Song Qingyi's palm, and was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but saw a figure dodging and stopping him.

Li Jue opened his arms to block Song Qingyi, and said in a mournful voice: "Song Jiaoxi, don't kill Situ Yan, she is not a bad person, she is very pitiful......"

"Li Jue!" Song Qingyi hurriedly said, "Situ Yan is dead!" Now that she has turned into a ghost, only by dispersing her can she enter reincarnation normally. If she is allowed to continue like this, she will only never be able to live forever! ”

"Huh?" Li Jue's body shook when he heard this.

Song Qingyi's words are not deception, the consensus of the immortal cultivation world is ...... Treating ghosts without distinguishing between good and evil, and dispersing them into reincarnation is an absolute act of kindness.

During this delay, I saw Situ Yan lying on the ground regain his senses, let out a scream, and raised his hand to shoot a cloud of black gas towards this side!

The black gas rose against the storm, and instantly turned into a boundless black mist, enveloping the entire lake.

"Want to escape?" Song Qingyi was about to get up, jumped high, and got out of the range shrouded in black fog. With another hand, he hung half a page of the golden book above his head, and the clear light shrouded him at all times, ensuring that the painted skin ghost in the black mist could not take the opportunity to escape.

But no more figures came out.

After a long time, with the night wind, the black fog by the lake gradually dissipated, and Song Qingyi landed again.

The scene in front of her stunned her.

Li Jue sat slumped on the ground, looking dazed, obviously the experience made him a little confused.

Next to him, another Li Jue was also at a loss, looking around.

Yes, there are two Li Jue by the lake!

"This ...... What's going on? Li Juejia panicked.

Li Jueyi was also full of horror, and immediately avoided his body, staying away from his other self, and then looked at Song Qingyi: "Song Jiaoxi......"

Song Qingyi looked at the two Li Jue who were exactly the same in front of him, and frowned.

Who is real?

"I'm real......", "I'm real!" The two Li Jue said in unison.

Song Qingyi was helpless for a while.

At this moment, I heard the sound of footsteps from the trees not far away, and a smiling beautiful boy slowly walked out of there.

Chu Liang made his debut.

He came to Li Juejia's side and said with a smile: "I have a way, fake Li Jue hasn't seen me." Whoever of you can name me is true. ”

"You are Chu Liang!" Li Juejia next to him immediately replied.

Li Jueyi was stunned and speechless.

At this moment, Chu Liang, Song Qingyi, and Li Juejia's eyes were all on him.

At this moment, Chu Liang suddenly made a move, and half of the gold brick slammed into the back of Li Juejia's head, boom!

Under the bricks, black gas emerged, Li Juejia covered the back of his head and roared again and again, instantly turning back to the appearance of a painted skin ghost!

Chu Liang didn't give her room to struggle anymore, a brick in her left hand showed her original form, and a sword in her right hand showed its original form!

Snort –

The long sword pierced through the body of the painted skin ghost, and its virtual body was immediately covered with cracks!

"Situ Yan......" Li Jue called softly.

The painted skin ghost turned his head and looked at Li Jue, and relief suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Boom.

The ghost's body shattered and turned to dust.

"You ......" Song Qingyi was a little curious, "it obviously said your name, how do you know that it is fake?" ”

"I don't know, it's just that I want to be a skin ghost sneaking through the academy every day, so it's probably impossible for me to hear my name." Chu Liang smiled: "It's safer to ask questions just to get closer to him, or you have to take a brick." ”

"Thank you so much." Song Qingyi said.

If Chu Liang wasn't here, the hand of the Painted Skin Ghost would have caused her a lot of trouble.

"Everyone is a righteous path cultivator, and it is within their duty to slay demons and eliminate demons." Chu Liang waved his hand.

Speaking of which, he also wants to thank this painter for making some twists and turns in the end. If he was simply subdued by Song Qingyi, then he would really not be able to interfere, after all, it was a matter of Confucianism.

This is a logical snatch of the head, and Song Qingyi has to thank himself, which is not bad.

Only Li Jue was present, lost his soul, looking blankly at the place where Situ Yan dissipated, not knowing what to do.

Chu Liang stepped forward and said, "If you have the heart to atone for your sins, go to the official mansion and turn yourself in and report the fact of manslaughter." There is no escaping everything if you seek death by taking your own life. ”

"Hmm......" Li Jue bowed his head slightly.

Song Qingyi also had some sadness in her eyes, but she felt that Situ Yan's background was pitiful, but she had made many mistakes, and she didn't know how to comment on it.

The calm lake waves, the night wind blows, and there is nothing to be done.

……

"Damn!"

Not far from here, in an inn in Yanjiao City, a black-robed man suddenly broke the lamp on the table, and in the lamp was a black candle that had been extinguished.

Syllable!

The lamp fell to the ground and shattered, and the black-robed man gritted his teeth.

"The Painted Skin Ghost that has spent so much effort to refine, if you rely on it to collect and plunder some more living souls, I will be ranked first at the next soul gathering meeting, and I will hopefully be promoted!"

"It's only been a few days, and I've been beheaded......"

"It's hateful!"

"I want to see where the people come from, dare to touch my painted skin ghosts......"