The smile on Mo Ghost's face slowly faded, "What did you say?"

"Han Shen is dead," Ning Hongyan repeated again, his face was not very good, "I just received the news, Han Yishui asked you to come over." ”

"What do you want the ghosts to do in the past?" although surprised, the little monk still asked puzzled.

"I want you to help her like reincarnation," Ning Zhenjun looked at her, her voice was low, no matter what, Han Shenyin had been practicing freely, and for herself, she also had a short teacher-student friendship, "You should also take a trip." ”

"I know," Mo Ghost nodded, and quickly calmed down, Han Yishui was the valley master of Changchun Valley, and he couldn't hide the news of reincarnation from him, "But reincarnation is not complete..."

"Don't worry, Han Yishui knows, and he also knows that forcibly playing will damage your soul, so whether or not you can help Han Shenyin enter reincarnation, he will give you a lot of money," Ning Hongtear took out a jade slip and handed it to Mo Ghost.

Mo Ghost finished reading the ten lines at a glance, and the words on it were earnest, to the effect that she wanted her to go to Changchun Valley, "Han Shenyin is not dead now?"

Playing reincarnation can only be at the moment of death, while the soul has not completely dissipated, to lead out the door of reincarnation with reincarnation music, and help the soul to enter reincarnation, but from then on, he can only be a mortal, experiencing birth, old age, sickness and death.

"Han Yishui is hanging with the secret method of Changchun Valley, and now for every day Han Shenyin lives, he will lose a year of life," Ning Hongxian looked up at Mo Ghost.

"I'll rush over as soon as possible," Mo Ghost understood what she meant.

"Han Shenyin's body can support a small sect, who can kill her directly?" Everyone was silent for a while, after all, they were all the same sect, and Shen Kongming didn't know what it was like, so he asked a little irritably.

"Although there is no definite evidence yet, it is Tan Chuse," Ning Hongtear shook his robe and put his hand on the outside of his thigh, "poisoned." ”

"Isn't there an antidote?" Qin Yifan asked in a low voice.

"The poison made by mixing one hundred and eight poisonous insects can be solved by no one except the maker himself," Ning Hong shook his head with tears, "I don't care if you are diplomatic friends, but you must remember to me, and you must not have a heart-to-heart relationship!"

"Yes!" the Mo ghosts and the others saluted solemnly.

"You are all Xiaoyao's elite disciples, everyone is talented, and they are the next generation who support the lintel of Xiaoyao, and we can't afford to damage any of them," Ning Hong's tearful tone was painful, "Remember one sentence, those who can stab a knife in the back are all allowed by you to stand behind the back!"

"Senior Ning, rest assured, we will not make the same mistake," Mo Ghost and the others saluted and did not put it down.

"Get up," Ning Hongtear turned around, "Ghost, you prepare, the two Yuanying elders will send you to Changchun Valley as soon as possible," thinking of what she just said, "Over there in the Tongling Mortal Realm, I will tell Tianji Pavilion, and Xiaoyao will also cooperate, you don't have to worry." ”

"I know," Mo Ghost nodded, "There's nothing to prepare here, some information about Tongling is left for you, and I'll leave." ”

"Ghosts," Shen Kong grabbed her suddenly, "you have to be careful. ”

"Don't worry, with two seniors following, it will be fine," Mo Ghost turned his head, "You are the same, there must be a ghost cultivator in the Tianji Pavilion, if you find the location of the demon seed, maybe the perineum is a hand, be careful in everything." ”

"Hmm," Shen Kongming nodded and slowly let go of his hand.

"Senior Ning, I'll go directly," Mo Ghost followed behind Ning Hongxian and walked out of the room directly, the two elders were already waiting in the open space, and when they saw her come out, they put down their flying spirit treasure.

Seeing Ghost Mo leave, Huo Zijun looked at Shen Kongming, only to see that he didn't say anything and walked to his room.

"Why are you going?" the little monk looked at Shen Kongming strangely.

"Get ready, aren't you going to the Tongling Mortal Realm soon? I'll draw a few more talismans!" Shen Kongming didn't look back, walked into the small building next to him, and closed the door.

"Let's go back and clean up too," Qin Yifan suddenly felt nervous.

"It's okay, Shen Kongming is serious," the little monk pursed his lips and walked back side by side with him, "It seems that this matter is not easy to deal with, Yifan, if you don't refine more pills, I think I'm the weakest..."

Zhen Hao looked at Huo Zijun still in place, and looked at him a little strangely, but thinking of Shen Kongming's abnormality before leaving, he was a little clear, "I'll go back first." ”

"Hmm," Huo Zijun nodded, watching him leave. Zhen Hao's mind is really delicate, and only he was the only one who also discovered that Shen Kongming was wrong, if he hadn't known each other for many years, Huo Zijun himself might not have been able to detect it.

When he came to Shen Kongming's small building, he didn't knock on the door, he walked in directly, and sure enough, he saw him in a daze in the corner, from childhood to adulthood, every time he encountered something that couldn't be solved, it was like this.

"Why didn't you knock on the door?" Shen Kongming came back to his senses.

"Aren't you going to make a talisman?" Huo Zijun closed the door, walked to the chair and sat down, took out a pot of wine from the storage bag, and poured himself a glass, "Run to the corner and draw talismans?"

"You care about me?" Shen Kongming stood up and dusted off his robe.

"Heh, you like to pretend to be free and easy when you're nervous," Huo Zijun took a sip, "What, I'm afraid I'll find something?"

"I'm afraid?" Shen Kongming also walked over, "Master, what am I afraid of?" He picked up the wine jug and took a sip directly, "The two of us have known each other since we were running around the mountains with our belly pockets, so I can't see anything!"

"I really didn't see that you had this in mind before," Huo Zijun looked at him with disgust, and took out another pot of wine.

"Don't talk about you, I don't know myself," Shen Kongming wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth, the moment the ghost left, he was a little worried that she was like Han Shenyin, she was calculated, and wanted to go with her, and he didn't know what it felt like in his heart.

"You two, you're quite right in terms of identity..." Huo Zijun looked at the small wine glass, and simply picked up the wine jug.

"Hey, stop!" Shen Kongming raised his fingers, "I don't know what it means, don't mess around here, maybe it's because of Han Shenyin's death, I'm a little worried, it's different from you." ”

"It's different..." Huo Zijun didn't use the aura to relieve the drink, and let himself get drunk.

"It's not that I'm talking about you, we are in the Jindan period now, it's the time to cultivate hard and make a difference, Lin Shuyao is also busy dealing with the Lin family now, how can I have time to talk to you about love?" Shen Kongming put down the empty wine jug, thinking that it was not enjoyable, and took out another jug himself.

"I know, so I didn't bother her," Huo Zijun's hand was held tightly, "If you really go to her, you will hurt her." ”

He is still burdened with the mission entrusted to him by his family and sect, how can he get out easily? Anyone can find a confidant, but he can't, when he swore in front of the ancestor to promise, how could he have thought that one day, he would also fall in love?

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