When Qing Moyan walked into the house, he almost didn't recognize that this was the place they had been dining in just now.

There was a black dead air everywhere in the room.

The fairy girl was wrapped around her body by a black silk-like dead aura, and she couldn't move.

"Help...... Help me!" she let out a low cry for help, and her eyes couldn't help but light up when she saw Qing Moyan.

"Help me. She held out her arm to him.

At this time, she can only move her arms.

The dead air was rolling, like an invisible mouth, enveloping the fairy girl, as if it could swallow her at any time.

Qing Moyan knew that this was the resentful spirit giving her one last chance.

"Do you know why it didn't eat you right away?" Qing Moyan said lightly.

"What...... What are you talking about?"

"It's the cousin you killed, don't you have anything to say to it?" Qing Moyan still asked, even though he knew it was futile.

"Ghosts, there are ghosts...... Help me......" The fairy girl struggled desperately, trying to get rid of the dead qi that bound her.

"This is your last chance. Qing Moyan raised his sword, and the blade of the three talismans lit up with a faint light.

When the dead air met the light, it flinched back, as if terrified.

"Please, kill this ghost, just get me out and let me do anything!"

The black dead air suddenly skyrocketed several times because of her words.

Qing Moyan tugged at the corners of her mouth disdainfully, her last chance had been lost.

It's obviously her fault, but she never regrets it.

The resentful spirit let out a terrible cry, mixed with dead air, and pounced on the fairy girl.

Qing Moyan's sword was faster than the speed of the dead qi, and the blade stabbed out, sinking deep into the Immortal Gu's chest.

"You ......" Fairy Gu looked down at her chest in disbelief.

The blood gushing out sprayed on Qing Moyan's sword blade and hand, but he didn't move.

"Why...... Kill me. The fairy girl shuddered, if it weren't for the fact that she was entangled in death, her whole body would almost be paralyzed on the ground.

"People like you don't deserve to live at all. The corners of Qing Moyan's mouth hooked up a cruel smile.

Dying with hatred, Qing Moyan didn't know if she would also turn into a resentful spirit or something.

A woman like her will definitely not be willing to die like this, she will take revenge whenever possible, even if she becomes a resentful spirit, she will not give up her hatred.

In that case, let her hate me.

Qing Moyan jerked out his long sword and stabbed it into her abdomen again.

"I don't know how many people in this world want to live well, but they can't survive but can't, you just play with everyone on the metacarpal bones for your own selfish interests, this is not your intelligence, but selfishness. ”

The wraith roared silently and pounced on the fairy girl again.

But Qing Moyan's sword shimmered again.

Dead and timidly retreated.

Qing Moyan let go of the hilt of the sword, took a step back, took out a handkerchief from his arms and slowly wiped the blood on his hands.

"You feel that fate is unfair to you, so you take away the happiness of others, you will never get true happiness, those who have been deceived by you, those who have been killed, they are here, they are watching you all the time, you don't deserve to live, they are waiting for the moment when you die, they can pounce on you and tear you to pieces. ”

If she wants to hate, let her put all her hatred on him.

He must not let his little thing be tainted with this filthy sin.

The fairy girl opened her eyes widely, staring blankly at the long sword piercing her abdomen, the wound was still bleeding.

She looked up at Qing Moyan, "No...... You're lying to me. ”

"They're right here. Qingmo's face was expressionless, "It's here, just wait for you to breathe, you can see them." ”

Born in Dali Temple, what he is best at is to break people's hearts.

Cruel, leaving no room for anything.

In a cold voice, he told the truth that was difficult for the other party to accept.

"You can only atone for your sins by dying, a woman like you is born beautiful, no matter how smart she is, no man will love her, and she is not worthy of anyone's favor. ”

"No, no, no, how could it be...... I don't want to ......"

Before the words fell, Qing Moyan suddenly reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword and sent it inside.

The tip of the sword pierced from her back.

She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but when she opened her mouth, she could only spit out a large amount of blood.

The bright brilliance faded from her eyes, and the figure of the blue ink face blurred.

Are you really going to die?

No, I'm not reconciled, so hateful, so hateful, why should I die!

You're the ones who should die!

The moment her consciousness disappeared, she saw a scene she had never seen in her life.

All around her, there was a black dead air, and the brother she had killed was in the middle of it.

Why can I see these?

She ran away in terror and stumbled upon a woman next to her.

The woman's face was exactly the same as she had been born with.

Wait a minute, if that person is her, then who is she?

"You're dead. Qing Moyan's faint voice sounded, and her black and white eyes reflected her appearance.

Unreal, cloud-like existence.

"Ahhhh

It turned out that she was really dead, and now she has become a resentful spirit.

Qing Moyan pulled his sword from her corpse, and the brilliance from the blade pierced her eyes, and she couldn't help but step back.

She can't hurt Qingmoyan.

Her brother's wraiths pounced on her, gathering at her along with the deathly aura around her.

In that darkness, she saw the dead.

"Liar! liar!"

"It's all you, who hurt us!"

"You don't have yin and yang eyes at all, so we listened to you......"

"It's all because you ......"

Her eyes widened out of fear, and the endless darkness reflected in them.

The surging air of death engulfed her.

Qing Moyan stepped back.

The black dead air did not let go of even the corpses that fell to the ground, and swept over.

Qing Moyan watched as the corpse of the Immortal Gu turned into decay in the darkness little by little, as if it had been corroded, and finally turned into bones, shattered, and turned into residue.

Qing Moyan followed the spell that Ru Xiaonan had taught him, and formed the seal of purification with his hands.

The hatred was gone, and all the dead air was scattered under his purifying seal, and the moonlight shone in through the window, and the resentful spirits slowly turned into silver in the moonlight.

There was nothing left in the room except for a mess of tables and chairs.

Qingmo's eyes were cold, and he took one last glance at the room, picked up his sword upside down, and turned around and walked out of the door.

A familiar figure ran towards him.

"Qing Moyan, are you okay?" The light shining in the moonlight was the pair of emerald cat's eyes, and the only thing she could hold in her eyes was him.

Qing Moyan curled the corners of her lips, "How can I have something." ”

Wrapping his arms around her shoulders, he changed his tone to a gentle tone.

The ruthless and cruel Lord Shaoqing who could destroy people's hearts by any means just now is gone.