After eight years, Luo Yin came to this post station again.

He always remembered his promise to the female ghost named Lin Xu'er, and he had promised him that when he was successful in cultivation, he would come back to save her from trouble.

was supposed to come a long time ago, but because of the death of his master, he kept filial piety for him for three years, which delayed the time. This time, he has achieved a small success, and he is about to go north to find an apprentice from the Yunxiao Sect, and he must fulfill his promise before leaving. So instead of going north, he turned west and came here.

He looked at this post station from a distance on the way here, and found that it was not only filled with yin qi, revealing a trace of ghostly energy, but also a black qi lingering in it.

Getting closer and closer to the post station, he heard the sound of people coming from the post station, and directly quickened his pace, and came to the outside of the post station in a few steps.

Outside the post station, the sound of screams begging for mercy came to my ears.

"Could it be that Lin Su'er is harming people inside?" Thinking of this, his figure flashed, and he appeared at the gate of the post station, and then looked into the lobby.

I saw that there were three people and one ghost in the lobby, the female ghost Lin Su'er was trapped in the black gas and couldn't move, and the other two young people who were also trapped were being extracted by another man with evil magic at this time.

The man who was performing the sorcery had a distinct black mole on his face.

Luo Yin naturally won't forget this person, because many years ago, it was this person who tortured himself with the Ten Thousand Ghosts Soul Devouring Technique, and wanted to drain his soul. If he hadn't been rescued by his master back then, he would definitely have taken away his soul, and he wouldn't even be able to do it.

"Hmph, the evil demon is outside, and he dares to harm people here!" Luo Yin snorted coldly, and a flame flew out in his hand, attacking Na He.

He Jin focused on extracting the souls of the two mortals, and did not notice Luo Yin's arrival, until he heard that cold snort, he was shocked that other monks were coming.

He hurriedly gave up continuing to collect souls, and when he turned his head, he saw a figure standing in the doorway, and at the same time, a flame of light from the man's hand came out, attacking him.

As soon as He Jin saw the flame flying, he knew that the opponent was coming, and with a slap of his hand on his waist, a small black flag appeared in front of him. As soon as he grabbed the small flag and waved it, the small flag instantly turned into a black banner in front of him.

At this time, the flame had already slammed into the black banner with a scorching aura.

This flame was so fierce that He Jin used all his strength to control this spirit banner before he could barely block the flames.

He Jin knew that he was not that person's opponent, so he hurriedly shouted: "This fellow Daoist, you and I are both cultivators, why bother to do it for a few mortals, why don't we turn our rivalry into jade silk and stop here?"

Luo Yin didn't want to pay attention to him at all, and walked into the lobby of this post station step by step. At this time, several people in the lobby also saw his appearance clearly.

He Jin looked at the person who walked in, and saw that he was dressed in a scholar's green robe, and he looked no more than twenty years old, and he looked quite familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Lin Xu'er in the room looked at the scholar who came and was instantly stunned. When he heard the voice, he wondered if it was that person coming, but he was killed by himself as soon as he started his thoughts.

Although the scholar had promised himself that once he achieved cultivation, he would come back to save himself, but now more than eight years have passed, and he still hasn't returned.

In the past eight years, she used to fantasize about his return, but as time went by, she slowly became disappointed and desperate, I don't know if he died on the way to seek immortals, or if he had long forgotten his promise.

Now, looking at the scholar who was slowly approaching, she understood that he was back, back to fulfill his promise.

She didn't want him to see her terrifying appearance again, and the yin qi on her body turned around, and she once again changed back to the petite and handsome Lin Su'er before her death.

Then she asked, "Master Luo, are you back?"

Luo Yin replied with a smile: "Miss Su'er, it's me, I'm back, I'm back to save you." ”

While talking to Lin Xu'er, he stepped out and came to Li Yan and Zhang Xin in an instant. With a wave of his sleeves, a fresh breeze struck, blowing the two of them and Lin Su'er to the edge of the lobby, and at the same time, this breeze also blew away the black air that trapped them.

Although judging from the fight just now, this He Xiuwei can't even complete the qi induction, and he will not be his opponent at all. But this hall is about to become a battlefield, so it is safer to send them to the corner, lest He Jin use them as a shield, and lest he accidentally injure them in battle.

After doing this, he turned to look at He Jin, "He Jin, do you remember me?"

The more He Jin looked at this person, the more familiar he felt, he was very strange, such a master, if he had encountered it once, he would not easily forget it. But the person in front of him couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"This Taoist friend looks quite kind, but I can't remember it, please forgive me. ”

"That's right, it's normal that you can't remember, after all, when you and I met, you were a high-ranking immortal cultivator, and I was just a mortal on the road to seeking immortals, how could you take my appearance to heart. Luo Yin smiled faintly.

When He Jin heard this person say that he was a mortal on the road to seeking immortals, something suddenly flashed in his heart.

More than seven years ago, he and a group of fellow disciples planned a war in Wuzhou, eastern Chu State, and took the opportunity to collect the souls of soldiers killed in the battle between the two armies. There, he met a beggar dressed in tatters, and just as he was about to drain his soul, he was frightened by the voice of a master and fled for his life.

"You...... You...... You...... It's the little beggar who was almost drained by me!"

Remembering the incident that made him remember deeply, he immediately remembered the appearance of the little beggar who almost died in his own hands, and when the two were compared, he found that this person was indeed quite similar to the little beggar.

Luo Yin sneered: "You finally remember, then you can die with peace of mind!" As soon as the words fell, a fire finch was born in his hand, and with a clear sound, he attacked He with a raging flame.

He Jin waved the spirit banner in his hand, and a stream of black gas gushed out, sweeping towards the flying fire sparrow.

In the midst of this black air, the sound of ghosts crying came, and from time to time one of the demons with distorted faces could be seen howling.

With the black gas of countless ghosts, it met the firebird that carried the scorching flame, and for a while, the fire and black gas flew together in the entire post hall of the station, and the sound of birdsong and ghost cry echoed.

It's just that this black gas is not the opponent of the fire sparrow at all, and it is being devoured by the fire sparrow in one bite.

He Jin watched the black qi and powerful ghosts that he had cultivated hard to come out of being devoured by the fire sparrow, and his heart hurt as if he was dripping blood.