She looked around, but the three people who had entered at the same time as her were full of strangeness, and she hurriedly stood up,

"What's going on, what's going on?" he anxiously shook the hot beige woman in the kaftun.

Maybe it was too hard, and the tunic black skirt tore a gap with a stab, revealing the snow-white between the roots of the round legs. But the latter has apparently fallen into eternal sluggishness.

Xia Ren patted the dust on his clothes, stood up and said casually, "You need to adapt to your new body, Shang Youyang." ”

Then he skillfully conducted a normal search for the three people who had lost their souls, after all, they were all famous figures in the rivers and lakes, and maybe there would be some unexpected collections.

On the iceberg-like "Little Sword Demon", Xia Ren searched for a yellowed page of paper, on which a few sentences were briefly written, and a lifelike villain was depicted demonstrating a few action details

He rubbed it casually, and felt in his heart that this page of sword techniques seemed to belong to the same book as the one handed over by Xia Wusheng, the former Jackdaw Pavilion Master.

Xia Wusheng's page taught the swordsman how to stab a sword silently.

And this page of the white wound of the "Little Sword Demon" seems to teach people a kind of strength called "penetration", that is, to double the power of this thorn. Of course, in addition to stabbing, slashing can also take advantage of this kind of strength.

Other than that, there was nothing else in the white wound.

Xia Ren was about to get up, and suddenly saw the broken sword in his hand, his heart seemed to feel something and his eyes were slightly condensed, he stretched out his fingers and carefully broke the broken part of the sword.

On the finger of the handle, a red thread suddenly appeared, to be precise, a strange creature with a red and black mixture, a head like magma, and a long slender tail.

It seems to have been sleeping here for a long time, but when exposed to the air, it still lies down.

After just a few breaths, this tadpole-like monster suddenly stood up, its face changed, and in an instant, dozens of human faces had changed, sometimes sad, sometimes cheerful, sometimes turned into an old woman, sometimes turned into a strong man.

A strong aura of blood emanated from it, as if just staring at this tadpole-like monster would drive people crazy.

But fortunately, the tadpole could not leave the broken sword, and could only swim around in the gap.

Xia Ren's heart moved slightly: Ghost Array Eleven.

Crimson came with a hint: found a medium, is it a formation?

"Good thing!" Xia Ren smiled, ignoring the protests of the blood-colored tadpole monster, and directly picked it up and put it away.

Immediately after that, he looked at the young family master of Jiuchen City, Qian Xinyu.

Although he hesitated slightly, he searched anyway.

"A necklace?" he spread out his palm, glanced at it slightly, nothing special, as if it was for commemoration, and casually turned on a small switch, and the pendant in the center of the necklace suddenly opened, revealing some of the old paper.

He slowly spread it out, revealing the appearance of a simple man on the paper, which seemed to be somewhat similar to the human skin he was wearing at this time.

On the back of the old paper are a few lines of words written in Juanxiu font.

Three thousand scriptures in the wheel, prostrate and prostrate your head, just to lie, and not to touch your fingertips.

Xia Ren stared for a moment, folded the piece of paper and put it in the pendant, then wrapped the metal chain around Qian Xinyu's left wrist a few times, and finally, put the pendant that could no longer be wound into her palm and held it tightly.

"It's just a little girl's love fantasy. ”

Then, he touched it again in Qian Xinyu's arms, and took out a nail-sized green crystal box, the box was locked, he pinched it gently, and the box was forced to appear wisps of red texture.

Then there was a thud, and the box exploded in the palm of his hand, and the contents had been reduced to ashes, and it was no longer possible to distinguish what it was.

This made him frown, as if there was something important in the box that he had accidentally destroyed.

He took a deep breath, calmed down, and turned to look at the man on the other side, who still couldn't accept reality.

"Impossible, how did I become a big brother Shang? He tore at his hair.

"You don't remember anything?" Xia Ren said casually tentatively

"What do you remember? We walked into this secret room just now, and everyone fainted... That's what it looks like when I wake up. What to do, what to do? Is it still a nightmare?" she clearly couldn't adjust to her new body, her new identity.

Xia Ren said lightly: "Then you continue to dream here." Although he was interested in this method of resurrecting the soul, his patience was not so good.

"No, wait for me!" Master!" Shang Youyang said suddenly.

"Master?" Xia Ren looked puzzled.

But as if in response to him, he secretly felt that the soul of the woman beside him seemed to have a very weak connection with himself, to be precise, the connection between the red-clothed ghost bride and the dark golden giant ghost.

It seems that he is a shepherd, and this wisp of soul is nothing more than a sheep that he shepherds.

He tried to move his mind slightly: take three steps forward and do a handstand.

Then his gaze quietly turned to his side.

Shang Youyang did so, although he seemed to want to resist, but to no avail.

Xia Ren showed a look of astonishment, could he control it to this extent?

"Take out all the exercises and treasures in your arms. He continued.

Seeing the man's 100% cooperation, Xia Ren was not happy, because if this was really a number, a number of the weak attached to the strong, then his number of eight hundred and ninety-six was still not high, although it was already within a thousand.

Does this mean that if you enter that forest again, you will be forcibly attached to it like this when you encounter a stronger person?

Xia Ren bent down to pick up a thin booklet, and a small pale cyan token made of unknown materials, which took the shape of a narrow human head, and some distorted textures were carved on it.

"Hmm... I really didn't expect this "innocent" thing to carry with me, but it was very evil. Xia Ren smiled and took the thin booklet into his arms.

There are three words written on the booklet, "Cleansing the Nightmare".

He then searched Gong Ying's body under Shang Youyang's rather shy gaze, but there was nothing else except some close-fitting jade pendants.

In a moment, the two of them walked out of the door of the secret room, Xia Ren carefully moved the three bodies to the courtyard, then closed the door tightly, and lifted a huge rockery to block the steps.

Afterwards, he directly brought Shang Youyang, who had the soul of Gong Ying, back to the storage room where the few people were originally hiding, where the golden light barrier still existed.

However, this time, Shang Youyang could no longer enter, and when his skin touched the golden light, it made a "bang" sound.

"Ahh

Xia Ren narrowed his eyes, didn't say anything, and instead took him to a secluded small building, and ordered: "You stay here, don't run around, someone will bring you food in a while." ”

His words were like a holy decree to Shang Youyang at this time. And he really needed time to think about the future.

And Xia Ren briefly explained a few words to the little crow, and then locked himself in the house.