Chapter 4 In the lower hair a lot
Ye Xiu only felt that his neck was about to break, and he couldn't breathe.
At that moment, a sword light slashed through the darkness and severed the demon's tongue.
This evil ghost turned into a rich yin soul power, which was completely absorbed by Ye Xiu, and in the eyes of outsiders, this evil ghost was destroyed and disappeared.
Ye Xiu sat down paralyzed, panting heavily, he turned his head to look, and saw that Yun Ruoxue broke free from the iron rope, holding a sword in one hand and a bell in the other, and sat down without any image, obviously out of strength.
In the darkness, there was only the heavy breathing of the two of them.
"Are you a disciple of Maoshan? Thank you for saving me. Yun Ruoxue said, if it weren't for this person to save her, she would be more than lucky.
This time the crisis, on the one hand, is that her cultivation is still shallow, on the other hand, she is inexperienced, she never thought that the evil ghost would be more cunning than many traitors, first she lost the breaking sword, and then knocked down her soul bell, and finally because she was too impatient, she was tied to death by the iron rope, and the talisman and mechanism in the magic robe were completely useless, otherwise, although it was a little tricky, it was no problem to destroy this evil ghost.
Ye Xiu changed his voice and said in a low voice: "Yes, if I'm not mistaken, you are from Wuhua Mountain." ”
"Exactly, Maoshan palm thunder has rarely been practiced, and you don't know your name?" Yun Ruoxue asked.
Is it difficult for few people to practice? He just temporarily crammed his feet, looked at the palm thunder spell casting method in his mind, and then it became Ah, the effect is really good, but it takes too much mana, and it has only now regained some strength.
But the name, Ye Xiu thought about it, and said in a low voice: "There is a lot of hair." ”
"Flutter"
As soon as she heard Ye Xiubao's name, Yun Ruoxue couldn't help laughing, and then realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly forcibly held back.
"Laugh if you want, you're not the first. Ye Xiu listened to Yun Ruoxue's silver bell-like laughter, and remembered that she was cold to herself, as if she owed her hundreds of millions.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, Mao...... Daoist Mao, why did you come here?" asked Yun Ruoxue.
"I happened to be passing by, and I felt that this place was ghostly, so I came to take a look. Ye Xiudao.
Yun Ruoxue was about to ask again, but suddenly, an alarm bell rang from far and near.
Ye Xiu had already regained some strength, he immediately stood up, said "farewell", and then quickly went downstairs.
Yun Ruoxue also stood up strongly, she took out a piece of spiritual ginseng from her magic robe, pressed it under her tongue, and suddenly her mouth was full of fragrance, and her weak body recovered a little.
She looked out the window and saw a row of police cars parked on the side of the road, her Humvee surrounded by them.
So, she took out a phone and dialed it out, saying, "Third uncle, it's my ......"
After making the call, Yun Ruoxue went downstairs and came to the gate of the entrance, and when she saw the hanged female corpse, she was shocked.
"Damn! red clothes, red shoes, red hair bands, after hanging, the resentment will melt, and this is ......" Yun Ruoxue broke the sword and probed, and saw a three-point red mole on the chest of the female corpse, which was strangely connected by a trace of black qi at this time.
"Sanyin blood mole, this woman is the legendary Sanyin body, she was hanged and dressed in red, and she will turn into a ghost after she dies in vain. Yun Ruoxue's face was shocked, she didn't see it when she came, this is bad, the ghost is more fierce than the evil ghost.
At this moment, a large number of police officers surrounded them.
The corpse of the woman in red who was hanged in front of Yun Ruoxue suddenly swayed, and bursts of creepy "giggle" shrill laughter sounded.
Yun Ruoxue's hair stood on end, the purple bell in her hand shook, and a circle of purple light shot out from the bell, wrapping around the red-clothed female corpse, and then, a calming charm in her other hand slapped the forehead of the female corpse.
The shrill laughter still echoed in my ears, but the body of the woman in red was rapidly decomposing, and soon turned into a puddle of pus and disappeared.
The gate of the construction site was violently broken, and the three people quickly came to Yun Ruoxue's side.
The leader is a middle-aged man, with a handsome face, extraordinary bearing, and three strands of beard under his chin, which adds a bit of fairy spirit.
The man was followed by a man and a woman, both extremely young and fashionably dressed.
After the arrival of these three people, the large number of policemen also returned home.
"Third uncle. Yun Ruoxue breathed a sigh of relief, and the shrill laughter in her ears disappeared after the three of them arrived.
The middle-aged man's name is Xu Song, and he is called the third uncle by Yun Ruoxue, but in fact he is not the Yun family, but the sworn brother of Yun Ruoxue's father, Yun Bufan.
Xu Song raised his hand to stop Yun Ruoxue's words, his eyes were fixed on the pus on the ground, and he pinched a law decision in his hand, and the pus quickly burst out with a trace of yin qi.
"Sanyin ghost, Ruoxue, tell me what's going on?" Xu Song's two thick eyebrows trembled, and he looked at Yun Ruoxue with doting in his eyes.
Yun Ruoxue told what happened, but Xu Song frowned tightly, if it was said that evil ghosts were haunting, it was not unusual, but this female corpse in red with three yin bodies was too weird.
"Ruoxue, you just said that a Maoshan disciple who had cultivated the palm thunder saved you, what is his name?" Xu Song asked.
His name was ...... Mao Duoduo. Yun Ruoxue's cold expression was a little weird.
Xu Song was stunned for a moment, and the young woman behind him couldn't help laughing.
Xu Song glared back, and the woman immediately pursed her lips, not daring to laugh anymore.
Mao Duoduo? Could it be the descendant of Mao Renfeng, the first person to exorcise ghosts back then? Wait and ask Old Ghost Li, why is such a talent still hidden in Maoshan, and why is it necessary to introduce it into the organization?
"Ruoxue, go back, don't interfere in the affairs here. Xu Song said.
Yun Ruoxue nodded and drove out on the Humvee.
Early the next morning, Yun Ruoxue woke up from her cultivation, and a hint of realization flashed in her eyes, the master was right, and only by relying on actual combat could she make a breakthrough.
Last night's battle against that evil ghost, although dangerous, also made her mana more refined, has made her reach the critical point of breakthrough, and it is estimated that it will be a matter of course within a month from a real breakthrough.
There are four realms of practice, Kaiyuan, Nayuan, Ningyuan, and Shengyuan, and each realm is divided into three small realms: the beginning, the middle, and the last.
Yun Ruoxue entered Wuhua Mountain at the age of five, polished her body bones for ten years, built a deep Yuan Foundation, and introduced qi into her body at the age of fifteen.
Nowadays, in the cultivation world, the pillars are all in the Nayuan Realm, and the old monsters in the Ning Yuan Realm are all closed, and as for the Ascension Realm, it is already a legend for a long time.
Yun Ruoxue jumped out of bed and looked at the luxurious and festive wedding room, only to suddenly remember that she was already married, and she was going to meet Mrs. Ye at the Ye family's old mansion with that bastard today.
Pushing open the door next door, Yun Ruoxue found that there was no one inside.
"Wife, you're looking for me. At that moment, a voice sounded behind him.