Feng Qingling and the three of them returned to the mass grave again, and the evil spirits had already dispersed, as if they had sensed that Feng Qingling and they would not harm themselves. Feng Qingling couldn't help but laugh 'hehe', laughing at them for being too naïve.

Long Wu was a little chilled by his mother's smile, grabbed his father's sleeve and looked up and asked in a low voice, "Dad, what is my mother laughing at?"

Long Xiangyu glanced at her, knowing that she must be playing some bad idea, thinking that he must keep an eye on her and not let her behave nonsense, but he only said lightly: "Children don't care about adults!"

"Oh!" Long Wu obediently replied, and did not ask any more. However, the next moment, I saw my mother jump into the mass grave, and her toes landed squarely on a skull in the middle, and the two empty eye sockets of the skull were facing Long Wu, and Long Wu was scared and hid behind his father.

Long Xiangyu also frowned, thinking that he just said a word to his son, and let her take advantage of the loophole, which really can't be careless at all.

"Come out!"

It is an unquestionable command tone.

However, Feng Qingling crossed his legs half a meter above that position, and quickly settled down, not taking Long Xiangyu's order seriously at all.

Long Xiangyu didn't plan to talk nonsense with her anymore, a rise and fall came to her side, and she left the mass grave with her back collar without resistance, and behind her was the clamor of the evil ghost summoned by Feng Qingling in an instant.

Fang stepped on the flat ground, and Long Xiangyu threw Feng Qingling to the ground with all his might.

Feng Qingling was brought back by him as soon as she entered the state, and she was slammed into a squat, which has never been in Feng Qingling's tens of thousands of years of Feng Sheng, well, even if she has it, she doesn't remember, in short, since she can remember, it is the first time that such a shameful thing has happened, and it is in front of her own son, and in an instant, her face turned into a pig's liver color, she is angry, annoyed and embarrassed, and she is unspeakably embarrassed.

The group of evil spirits had already come to the edge of the mass grave at this time, and when they looked at it, there were as many as fifty or sixty, and they were all looking at the three of them with fierce eyes, as if they were ready to fight with them.

Feng Qingling looked at these little ghosts who were easily summoned, it was obvious that their cultivation was inferior, and they were not successful, and none of them were outstanding in cultivation. Prevention, not in formation, can be easily broken. Attack, it's hard to be one, it's obviously a dinner delivered to the door. Thinking that these ghosts were just ordinary people in this city during their lifetimes, and they had been 'isolated from the world and lived in seclusion' for many years, and they had no combat experience, and they would only bite when they pounced, which was really simple and rude.

Thinking that she would be pounced on and bitten by these evil ghosts, the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching, she reached out and pinched the corner of his clothes, and said pitifully: "You still let me swallow them, right?"

Long Xiangyu raised his hand and tore off her hand that was pinching the corner of her clothes, but her arms were not put down, but her hands were folded, and she sat cross-legged in front of the group of evil ghosts, closed her eyes, and whispered something in her mouth.

She felt funny in her heart, she didn't expect that this Long Xiangyu actually wanted to surpass these revenants who didn't want to enter reincarnation. If these demons were willing to be overpowered, they would not have wandered here for more than a thousand years.

However, to her surprise, those evil ghosts who were originally full of anger slowly stopped screaming, stopped opening their teeth and dancing their claws, lowered their heads one by one, and were silent, listening carefully to where Long Xiangyu was chanting.

The full text of the Jizo Sutra is about 21,078 words, and he recites it reverently with his eyes closed, his voice low and powerful, not slow. Feng Qingling and Long Wu, who were listening, were sleepy for a while, and finally really fell asleep.

But I don't know when, a gust of wind swept by, Feng Qingling was excited, woke up, and hurriedly supported Long Wu, who was sleeping on his body, and looked up to see a man dressed as a scholar in purple who was holding a champion pen to attack Long Xiangyu, and Long Xiangyu was chanting at a critical moment, and he was completely ignorant of the outside world. The man's attack was menacing, and she had no way to avoid this move, so she could only take it alive.

The tip of the champion pen is thin, made of metal, and suddenly pierced into the flesh of the right chest, Feng Qingling only felt a pinprick pain, and before she had time to relieve her breath, the tip of the pen seemed to be alive, blooming in her flesh and bones, it was a straight nib, but at this moment it was opened into four petals, but seeing the corner of the purple-clothed scholar's mouth with a wicked smile, holding the body of the champion pen about 30 centimeters long in his hand, he turned and turned slightly.

"Hmm!!" Feng Qingling snorted, feeling that the flesh on his chest was about to be dug up by this life, and even a layer of cold sweat appeared on the tip of his nose, and his head was dazed. I secretly hated in my heart, this flesh and blood body was really a burden! Before she could relieve the pain, the scholar regained his momentum and tore off a piece of Feng Qingling's flesh and blood.

"Mother's !!" Because all this happened too quickly, Long Wu reacted and rushed over to protect his mother, but was shaken by the scholar and stunned ten meters away.

"......" Feng Qingling's painful knees were weak, and when she was about to touch the ground with her knees, she supported her body with her left hand, in a strange posture, and pulled the wound on her right chest, she was wearing a water blue skirt, the right side was stained red with blood, and the left side had also been infiltrated by cold sweat. When she stood up with the pain, her body was already a little floating, but the more her brain hurt, the more sober she became, the cold sweat on her cheeks, and the broken hair sticking to her face, accompanied by a sneer at the corner of her mouth, looked like she didn't look half down, and she brought out a little quiet and lonely, and there was a bit of messy beauty.

It's just a matter of a moment, and when the purple-clothed scholar is ready to attack again, he meets her covered in blood, with a confident smile, standing there straight, letting the blood in his chest flow to the coagulation, this arrogance is admirable, and he can't help but say loudly: "Get out of the way! I don't kill women and children!"

"Today I will ...... Help him to surpass your ...... A City of ...... Evil spirit!!" Feng Qingling's face turned pale, and his words were intermittent, but he said clearly and firmly.

"Just you?"

Feng Qingling knew that the opponent who could make one move of Long Wu was even more helpless, but she just didn't want to get out of the way. The only person who can oppose Long Xiangyu is her Feng Qingling, and only she can destroy what he Long Xiangyu wants to do. Others, don't even think about it.

This kind of thinking is both domineering and idiotic, the brain is simply sick to have such thoughts, she knows it very well in her heart, but the body is ahead of the brain.