Lin Bei had a sweet dream tonight.

He dreamed that he was still in the Caiyue Tower, and the tender girl helped him to lie down in the red tent, and stripped off his clothes one by one. One, two, three...... Then slowly sat down on top of him, and then began to ......

Pumping his face.

Shake off your hand and call one after another.

Bang Bang Bang ......

"Huh? Huh? What are you doing? Lin Bei struggled with his hands wildly, and it took a long time to open his eyes.

Later, I found out that it wasn't just a dream, something was really pumping him!

It was half a page of golden paper, a small piece of paper that looked thin, and I don't know where it came from, and it made Lin Bei's face hot and painful.

"What's that?" Lin Bei shouted twice, grabbed the half page of the golden book, and saw that there was a crooked name written on it.

Lin Bei.

"Huh?" Chu Liang was also shocked, and when he pushed the door in from next door, he saw Lin Bei holding half a page of the golden book in his hand, and said, "Isn't this the magic weapon of Song Jiaoxi?" ”

Lin Bei had also seen Song Qingyi perform this thing last night, and when he remembered it, he turned over and sat up, wondering, "Why did Song Jiaoxi let this thing come to me?" ”

Chu Liang glanced at him, and the eyes of the two of them flashed at the same time, and they all opened their mouths and said loudly:

"She's in danger!" "She has a crush on me!" ”

“……”

Silent.

After a pause, Lin Bei sneered: "How do you conclude that she is in danger......

"Just think about it, this is the magic weapon of self-defense given to her by Junzitang, how can it be so easily given away?" Chu Liang said, "Presumably, she encountered some danger and couldn't get out, so she could only use this method to ask for help, and the only cultivators she knew near Yanjiao City were the two of us, so she found us." ”

"That'...... Even if it is dangerous, why does she write my name and not yours, how much does it have me in her heart......" Lin Bei's mouth was slightly hard.

"Is it possible that it's because of ......" Chu Liang pondered, "Your name has few strokes." ”

Looking at this crooked "Lin Bei", it obviously does not look like Song Qingyi's writing under normal circumstances, and it is conceivable that the situation at that time must have been very critical.

"What should we do now?" Lin Bei immediately diverted the topic and no longer dwelled on this matter.

Chu Liang's mind was racing, and he said solemnly: "Song Qingyi, as the true inheritance of Junzitang, and has a magic weapon by her side, if she can fall into a crisis and can't even escape, maybe she has the strength of the fourth realm." For today's plan, it is better for our soldiers to divide into two ways, you go back to Shushan to move the rescue troops, and I will go to find Song Jiaoxi first to see the situation. ”

"You're going?" Lin Bei frowned and said, "But according to what you said, if the enemy has the strength of the fourth realm, what's the use of you going alone?" ”

"Just make sure of the situation, and if there's any imminent danger, at least delay it." Chu Liang said: "You go back to the mountain, don't go anywhere else, go straight to Yinjian Peak to find my master." There is no one more idle than her among the elders in Shushan, you may go to find someone else to delay time, only she must not have woken up at this hour! ”

His tone was full of certainty and confidence.

Lin Bei groaned, if a person goes back to the mountain and goes to Song Qingyi first, it must be the person who depends on the situation to be more dangerous.

So he said: "Since I am looking for your master, it is better for you to go back to the mountain and ask for help, and I will go to see the situation." ”

Chu Liang shook his head and said, "My cultivation is higher than yours, or I'll come." ”

"Huh?" Lin Bei was stunned, "We are not all cultivators in the early stage of the divine artistic conception, you ......"

Chu Liang didn't say much, and directly raised his hand to release a breath of qi, which was obviously much more vigorous than before.

"You're already in the middle of your divine realm?" Lin Bei was surprised.

When he first met Chu Liang before, Chu Liang had just broken through the divine realm, and his cultivation was even stronger than Chu Liang's.

Why has it only been how many days, and he is still some distance away from the middle stage of the divine artistic conception, and Chu Liang has already broken through?

If Chu Liang is a closed-door ascetic monster, it doesn't matter, he is obviously doing tasks with himself these days, eating at the same time, sleeping at the same time, and going to school at the same time......

Where did he get the time to cultivate?

Of course, Chu Liang couldn't tell him that he had a big-headed doll to do coolies, and he had to work for several days a day before he broke through the small realm last night.

So I had to ask deeply: "Have you seen Yanjiao City in the early morning?" ”

"Huh?"

"Don't talk nonsense yet, let's get going." Chu Liang waved his hand and urged.

……

Inside a gloomy thatched hut outside Yanjiao City.

Song Qingyi stood in the corner of the room, her beautiful eyes full of horror and despair, but she couldn't make a sound.

The black-robed man was drawing something in the middle of the room with blood-colored ink, and then lit black candles one after another, and the dim candles were strangely creepy.

Not far away, at the door, there were a few dead black chickens whose blood was still warm.

"Hehe, don't worry......"

The black-robed man let out a strange smile as he painted.

"It's rare to meet a soul with a divine conception, if I can absorb you into the Book of the Underworld, it will definitely make up for the loss of my painting ghost...... No, it should be said that it was earned. ”

"If I use such a brutal method to kill you first and then extract your soul, I can retain eighty percent of your soul power at most."

"But as long as you are patient, wait for me to prepare the Yin and Yang Soul Array, and then ingest you into the Book of the Underworld, and then you can retain ten percent of your complete divine soul."

Song Qingyi's breathing almost stopped.

She knew that the Book of Heaven was the most vicious magic weapon of the Hades Sect, specializing in plundering living souls to increase her cultivation. Each time a soul is swept in, a page will be added to the Book of Hades, and the holder's cultivation will also be improved.

However, those living souls that have been ingested cannot enter reincarnation, and can only be trapped in the Heavenly Book of the Underworld and suffer all the time.

"And you're still a Confucian cultivator, I've never met ...... before"

"It is said that the soul of Confucianism is the most clear and clear, and when it is refined, it can even travel during the day."

"You were born so beautifully, I can refine you into a charm rakshasa that specializes in deceiving people's hearts...... No, it's better to be a ghost in a painting, unpredictable and unpredictable, or ......"

"No...... Don't ......" Song Qingyi spit out a few words with difficulty, trying to break free.

But she was stabbed by the soul nail, and she could only move her fingers with all her might, how could she escape from the clutches?

She looked out in despair, and her last struggle was to use the half-page golden book to get the news. However, she was not sure whether the two Shushan Sect disciples could guess their intentions, or whether they would have the means to save themselves.

But now, the shadow of terror has enveloped her.

"The shackles of the flesh, the immortal ......"

The black-robed man raised his hand, his fingers flicked lightly, and the last black candle was lit.

After the formation was completed, he slowly raised a black jade book.

"My darling, come and welcome your new life." His eyes flashed with a ghostly light, the cold was rampant, and he laughed strangely: "......