In the City Lord's Mansion in Cen Xi Town, Qin Yifan was pacing anxiously in a certain courtyard, looking at the room in the corner from time to time, "Doesn't the ghost just recognize the bamboo flute as a natal spiritual weapon? Why hasn't it come out for so long, it's been four months, will something happen?"

"If something happens to you, she'll be fine," Mingxin leaned back in his chair, his face was lazy, but there was also a hidden worry in his eyes, but it was not because of Mo Ghost.

"How do you speak?" Qin Yifan pouted at him.

"Am I not right? Tell me, how many of your eyes can top one of her?" Mingxin and Qin Yifan Huo Zijun have also been familiar with each other in the past four months, and said teasingly, "Maybe she has discovered something and is in retreat." ”

"But if she doesn't come out again, it's going to be a mess here!" Qin Yifan sighed.

The ancestors had already discovered that there was something wrong with a batch of pills in the city, but they were mixed with normal pills, and there was no way to tell which monks had bought them.

So far, one person has died every day, but it is certain that all of them are monks in eight towns, but in this way, the major sects dare not let them leave at will, and no one knows whose body hides the black qi spread by the glass of the platform.

Once you escape from here through the monks, it will be even more difficult to find him.

In order to find a way to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and completely wipe out the glaze of the platform, he can only temporarily appease the monks who are still in the city, but he has been complaining in recent days.

Seeing his friends and relatives die one after another, and even killing people close to him with his own hands has not been uncommon, which has cast a shadow on the psychology of all the monks, if it weren't for the pressure of the monks of the major sects, it would have been chaotic a long time ago.

But in the past few days, the news has come from the monks outside, and many monks who tried to sneak away have been arrested one by one, and there is no way to continue like this!

"Shen Kongming came over a few days ago and said that Shanying was exploited because his finger was punctured, but when he went to find the monk again, he was already dead, that is to say, there are still monks who are clearly under control in our current monks," Mingxin held the Buddha beads in his hand.

"Linghua Ancestor has been controlled, but there is no news yet, and there is no clue at all," Qin Yifan sighed, "I really don't know what to do." ”

The three of them sat in the courtyard, silent for a while, and suddenly their hearts moved.

A jade slip flew out of the innermost hut, Huo Zijun took it, and his divine sense entered it, "The turning point is coming," he raised his head to look at the two of them, shook the jade slip, and passed it to the little monk.

"Eight days later, July 15?" Qin Yifan saw it and threw it to Mingxin, "But will the seniors listen to us?" his mouth opened widely, "Why didn't the ghost come out yet, so he threw out a jade slip, which has no head or tail." ”

"If you don't come out, there must be a reason for her," Huo Zijun said in a deep voice, "I'll go find Shen Laozu." ”

"I'll come with you, Qin Yifan, you stay here, be careful, don't let any irrelevant monks come over," Mingxin stood up and stood with Huo Zijun, "It's best not to let one person in, let's go early and return early." ”

"Don't worry, no one will embarrass me, Senior Brother is here!" Qin Yifan raised his eyebrows.

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Recently, there is a news circulating in the eight major towns of the Weiming Sea that a few days later, on the fifteenth day of July, the city gate will be opened, and on the Weiming Sea outside Cen Xi Town, there will be seniors from the major sects to gather to test the monk's body by special means, and if there is no abnormality, you can go out.

As soon as these words came out, it was like a pebble falling into the calm lake, bringing ripples.

In the past few days, there are still monks in the city who have died, and even more miserable deaths, but the thoughts of the monks are not here, but they dilute the anxiety and fear of the dead monks.

On the fifteenth day of the seventh month, as soon as the hour passed, the gates of the towns were opened as promised.

The monks in the city, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed out and rushed directly to Cen Xi Town, and for a while, the sky was full of color, and streams of light passed through the air.

Many monks wanted to take advantage of the chaos to go out directly, but they were blocked by the monks sent by the major sects, and there was even a formation on the outermost part, obviously arranged for a long time, just waiting for this day, there was absolutely no way for the monks to escape.

After trying to no avail, the monks who were thinking carefully rushed back one after another and headed for Cen Xi Town.

All of a sudden, in the eight towns along the Weiming Sea, people went to empty buildings and rushed to the same destination.

The place outside Cen Xi Town and the Weiming Sea is a large open space, at this time gathered a lot of monks, a cursory look at the past, at least a hundred thousand, standing there in twos and threes, but guarding each other.

The high-ranking monks of the major sects stood in the sky, led by Shen Laozu, and they couldn't see anything on their faces, but there was a trace of anxiety in their hearts.

Huo Zijun and the others stood in the courtyard, and their divine sense swept over the monks outside the town gate, and they couldn't help but get nervous, and frequently looked at the secret room at the back, but there had been no movement since a jade slip was passed there.

"Why haven't you come out yet?" the little monk paced in the courtyard.

"Can you stop leaving, I'm dizzy when I see it," Shen Kongming sat on the chair, the fan in his hand kept knocking on the table.

"Aren't I in a hurry?" the little monk heard his words and sat down, "You said that in such a big battle, if something goes wrong, she will definitely be pulled out of the top tank, and you must give everyone an explanation." ”

"Do you think ghosts are the kind of people who don't have a spectrum?" Shen Kongming said, but there was no shortage of anxiety in his heart.

"Hmph," Mingxin, who was sitting next to him, snorted meaninglessly.

"What do you mean?" When the little monk saw him, he was immediately angry, and he didn't know why Shen Laozu agreed, so he let him follow a few people all the time, "It's not you who dare to be anxious!"

"As for me, although I haven't had much contact with her, I still have some understanding, she didn't come out, it must be because the time hasn't come yet," Mingxin crossed his legs and looked up at the sky that had already darkened, "Why did you choose July 15, it can't be picked randomly, right?"

The little monk tightened his mouth, thinking about it, there is some truth, isn't it waiting for the child?

Time passed little by little, and with the arrival of night, the monks outside gradually became agitated, but under the pressure of the seniors, they only dared to mumble quietly.

Kuyan Zhenjun looked around, and saw that everyone's eyes were gathered, so he stepped forward hard.

"Ancestor, look..."

Shen Lao Zu stretched out his arm, stopped his next words, and looked at the City Lord's Mansion in Cen Xi Town, "Come out." ”

"Huh?" Kuyan Zhenjun's divine sense swept over, and only then did he see Mo Ghost who came out of the secret room, felt the aura on her body, and his expression became solemn, "Isn't this nonsense?"

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