The vast wasteland, uninhabited.

At a glance, there are only a few weeds and shrubs in this pale yellow land, except for gray-white stones of different shapes and sizes. The sunset is hanging in the air, and the residual temperature is still scorching the earth, and the gray and yellow dust is floating in the air.

In this yellow world, the shadow of a thin and petite girl gradually became clear, and she was sprinting forward with all her might.

This is a girl about five or six years old, with a snow-white dress embroidered with pale pink plum blossoms. Her jet-black hair was stuck in a "ponytail" that dangled like a swallow fluttering, her apple-like face was embedded with a pair of piercing eyes, and the cherry mouth stood out with the corners of her mouth slightly upturned.

The girl clutched a palm-sized rattle tightly in her right hand. The drum skin on both sides of the rattle is fixed with large thumbtacks, and there are two drum hammers tied with silk ribbons on the drum shell, and when it is shaken, it will make a "poof, poof" sound. As the girl continued to run, the two drum hammers connected to her ears flipped from side to side, landing on the drum surface from time to time, making a few soft sounds.

The girl's body was quite agile, and in just a few ups and downs, she appeared in a clearing in front of a tall weed. Xu ran in a hurry, her snow-white forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, and a stream of sweat flowed down her left cheek and went straight into her white neck.

She stretched out her little hand and wiped it, and her tight round face was red like a ripe apple. She stopped abruptly and raised her hand to look into the distance.

"Princess Jiu'er, slow down......" At this moment, a man's shout was suddenly heard in the distance behind him.

Then there was a flash of brown light, and not far behind the girl appeared a burly fierce man, with a bloody scar obliquely on the fierce man's face.

The girl's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and a red light flashed in her pupils, "Blood Vulture, over the mountain in front of you, it's Liuhuang City, right?"

The blood-scarred fierce man nodded and replied, "Princess Huiyu, yes, there is Liuhuang City ahead." Princess Jiu'er, you have just transformed into a new shape, and you are not very suitable for running in human form, it is better to let your subordinates carry you to fly, so that your subordinates can finally do their best, and I can feel more at ease. ”

As soon as the blood-scarred fierce man finished speaking, he flashed on the spot and transformed into a vulture that was long and long.

The girl shook her head, full of rejection. She grabbed the rattle's right hand and lifted it, and with a hard turn, a faint blue light suddenly appeared on the drum surface, and as the drum hammer landed on the drum surface with a soft sound, a blue light flew out of the drum surface and landed on a tuft of weeds in front of her. The surface of the weeds suddenly glowed with a layer of blue, but the blue light was only fleeting, and nothing seemed to have happened.

Her lips twitched a few times, and she lowered her head and whispered, "I just need to get used to it quickly so that he can see me in human form......"

......

The main house of the Feng family.

A certain courtyard that was originally full of flowers has completely turned into a ruined wall, and when you look up, there are dead corpses everywhere you look, blood flows all over the ground, and the air is filled with a rich bloody smell, and you feel sick to smell.

In a pavilion next to these dead bodies, there was a group of figures standing, only a dozen people, old and young.

Everyone was frightened, and several strong men with big knives at their waists were trembling, and only a few people could still maintain some composure on their faces.

"Master, I don't know if the souls of these people can be refined into the 'Four Elephant Mirrors'?" the brocade-robed young man bowed and asked.

If Zhao Hong was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this young man was Feng Feiyu who pushed him off the cliff that day, but Feng Feiyu at this time was no longer the clothes of a Taoist boy that day.

In front of Feng Feiyu, there stood a middle-aged man dressed in a gray cloak, standing with his hands behind his back.

"Yu'er, you have done a good job this time, and you have made great contributions, and I am very pleased to be a teacher. Say, what reward do you want? The cloaked middle-aged man said slowly, his tone rather gloomy.

Feng Feiyu clenched his fists and replied: "The disciple's qualifications are stupid, thanks to the master's refusal to give up and accept him as a disciple." This time, the disciple was deeply honored to be able to do his best for the master, and how dare he covet any more rewards. Besides, for many years, my Feng family has been able to gain a foothold in Liuhuang City thanks to the protection of Master, and our Feng family should be grateful to Dai Decai. ”

The cloaked middle-aged man nodded, let out a weird shrill laugh from the cloak, and said, "Those two old ghosts are too deeply hidden, and I haven't been able to find any trace of them for so many years. If it weren't for the coincidence that Liu Gen found you this time, I wouldn't have been able to see the clue and find the trace of the 'Four Elephant Mirror'. The funny thing is that these two old ghosts only know how to use the "Four Elephants Soul Exchange Technique" to transfer souls and change lives, and they don't know the true power of the "Four Elephant Mirror". It's ridiculous, haha......"

Feng Feiyu couldn't help but shudder in his heart, he looked back at the corpses all over the place, and his face turned white. A quarter of an hour ago, he saw with his own eyes that dozens of powerful outlaws had been instantly captured and sealed in the "Four Elephant Mirrors". The strength of the spell master was far beyond his cognition, and he was even more looking forward to the power of the "Four Elephant Mirrors" that he could not imagine after the refining of the "Four Elephant Mirrors".

Feng Feiyu forced his composure, and then asked, "Master, I don't know what the power of this 'Four Elephant Mirrors' is?"

The cloaked middle-aged man snorted coldly and said, "This is a real treasure, but only our 'spell master' can exert his power, and you will know it slowly in the future, but now is not the time for you to ask." ”

Feng Feiyu's body trembled, and he hurriedly promised: "Yes, the disciple knows that he is wrong." ”

......

Sigh, a sigh as deep as the night, from that delicate shadow in the sparse shadow. Jiang Wei's eyelashes are hung with misty fog beads. A shimmering wave of light reflects the reflection of the moonlight, flowing quietly.

"Don't follow anymore, come out!" After sighing, Jiang Wei said suddenly as if talking to himself.

Behind her, there was silence, except for the breeze blowing through the leaves, only a clear night.

And at this moment, a light flashed in the distant sky. The light flashed away, but after the blink of an ordinary person's eyes, ten meters behind Jiang Wei, there was a figure standing!

This is a teenager who is about fourteen or fifteen years old, about the same age as Zhao Hong. In terms of appearance, he will not be much worse than Zhao Hong, and he even looks no different from an ordinary teenager, except that he is slightly handsome, he belongs to the kind of person who will not be found in the crowd.

However, if Zhao Hong was here, he would have a strange feeling that this young man was standing casually, as if he was completely integrated with the world, or rather, as if he did not exist. Even if Zhao Hong's eyes widened, he would feel that this young man actually had a looming feeling.

But in fact, the young man was clearly standing there, and he was born with a stiff momentum all over his body.

"Girl......" After a moment of silence, the young man finally spoke.

"Don't call me a girl! Only my parents can call me that. Jiang said lightly.

"Come back with me, you know, what kind of punishment will there be for our descendants of the Divine Clan to flee the Great Wilderness without permission. The boy continued.

"I'm not going back. Jiang Wei coldly spit out a few simple words, and his tone revealed perseverance.

"Why? Do you want to avoid our parents, or do you want to avoid me? If you don't want to yet, I can wait. It's been a while since you left the Great Wilderness, is there anything else worth worrying about in this mortal world?" The young man was expressionless, but his eyes kept staring at Jiang Wei and did not leave.

"Ji Hao, you are you, I am me. I don't need you to take care of my business!" Jiang Wei shouted, with a hint of anger in his tone.

"Girl, Uncle Jiang is sick, you know, don't you want to ......?"

"You go!" Jiang Wei shouted angrily again.

At night, in the woods, there was silence again.

This young man named Ji Hao finally left quietly after a sigh.

......

Zhao Hong frowned, and with a sudden force of the hand holding the wood, he crushed the half of the black wood, and the sawdust spilled from his fingers. It didn't take long for a jet-black bead the size of a dragon's eye to appear in the palm of his hand.

A strong yin aura came out, and Zhao Hong knew that this bead was the real treasure of that ghost cultivator woman raising ghosts and driving away ghosts.

Ordinary Yin spirits do not have a specific environment, and no one specially raises them, so it is difficult for this kind of thing to survive in the world for a long time. Only those ghost cultivators can rely on special exercises and special treasures to specifically raise yin souls, let them wear out their minds and minds, and become wild ghosts who can obey the orders of ghost cultivators. Even let those yin spirits derive their own sanity in a specific environment, and become powerful ghosts with a certain strength.

Although Zhao Hong didn't know what this bead containing yin qi was, he was sure that it was this special treasure that raised yin spirits. However, what made him strange was that this bead could actually have a nourishing effect on his soul sense. If it can be worn on his body, it may be able to enhance his later cultivation.

But Zhao Hong will not use this bead rashly before he has figured out the bottom of the bead. He casually took out a jade box from the storage bag and filled the beads, and then carved a few prohibitions for preserving the beads, and then put them into the storage bag. These forbidden techniques had been learned from the Witch Book before, and he had only used them for the first time today.

As soon as the beads were put away by Zhao Hong, the rich yin aura around them immediately began to dissipate. Zhao Hong still felt uneasy, and then put a few prohibitions on the storage bag.

Zhao Hong carefully checked the fifth floor again, and made sure that there was indeed no abnormality here, so he jumped down from the windowsill and returned to his room.

He looked at his tattered clothes, shook his head, and took off his coat. Even if it is taken off, it is actually a simple tear off the remaining pieces of fabric.

Zhao Hong had just taken off his coat and was about to go into the inner room to take a shower, when his door was kicked open with a "bang".