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As soon as the whip went down, Ziyou's body recovered from the wounds at a fast speed. This is, what's going on!
No wonder Ziyou was able to return to the chariot and continue fighting with me so soon after Hanyi and I injured Ziyou. Could this be Ziyou's hidden skill?
If so, will she be able to recover quickly no matter how I hurt her over and over again!
In that case, I will never be able to destroy her, just like destroying a person standing in the blood fountain in the game. While I was distracted, Ziyou attacked again and again, forcing me into a corner.
From the corner of my eye, I saw Han Yi and Yan Ling crushing Yin Huai to death, without the slightest strength to resist. This is a person who claims to be super capable.
"It's not that simple to destroy me!" Ziyou's offensive was swift and fierce, and his moves were fatal.
Even if Yanling and Hanyi deal with Ziyou at the same time, it is difficult to win.
That's not as good as
I came up with a very costly method, extreme but reliable. I saw Zi You muttering words, "Oops, it's too late without purification!"
I threw the whip, and my lips spoke a spell quickly. Purifying a mantra recorded in a classic can purify all filthy and dark forces.
It's just that it has backlash!
But now I can't take care of so much, besides love, I have a responsibility, I should stop all things that are not good for the Three Realms.
After chanting a series of spells, a blue flame ignited on Ziyou's body, which is purification. Han Yi wanted to get close to me, so I took the lead and put a small barrier nearby, no matter what he did, he couldn't break it.
The price of purification is that the person who uttered the spell will die together with the other party, and die together. The difference is that one has a soul, and the other burnt soul is not left.
I saw Han Yi roaring outside the barrier, I have never seen him so out of control.
Farewell, Ayi
According to historical records, in the 9462 year of the Ming calendar, Qianxi, the king of the underworld, died together with the traitor Ziyou in order to maintain the order of the Three Realms. It's a day that has been raining continuously for a year in the Underworld, and the Wangchuan River is swollen
This is an ordinary Qingming Festival, and this is a special Qingming Festival.
Just like all Ching Ming Festivals, Master will go out to catch ghosts. What is special is that now I can finally go to catch ghosts with Master! Just because of this, I had a long time with the fat tiger at the entrance of the village.
My name is Qianxi, a Taoist apprentice. I heard that when I was young, my parents threw me in the ditch. The strange thing is, I sat in the ditch without crying or making trouble.
Later, a traveling Taoist priest passed by and picked me up when he saw how cute I was and was made a fuss about. However, what he didn't expect was that as I grew older, my personality became more outgoing.
According to his original words, if there is any more noise, he will have a white beard at thirty-five.
When the Ching Ming Festival comes, each family will prepare something to honor the ancestors, because on this day, the gate of Yin and Yang opens at twelve o'clock, and ghosts from the underworld will come to the world. The same is true for July and a half day.
It's just that there is no reason for this reasoning, I don't know. I have never seen a ghost, not even one, but I have always been very curious about unknown things, and I want to take a look at everything I don't know.
Since I was nine years old, I have been pestering my master, trying to get him to take me to see his process of catching ghosts, but he refused all of them, on the grounds that it is not suitable for children to see bloody scenes.
Until this year I am sixteen, according to the habits of some areas, this age has already grown up. Only then did the master agree, I can watch from the sidelines, don't say too many words, make one extra movement, I can bear anything just to watch, and nodded in agreement.
I followed Master, and the buyer had already set up the altar and provided a small yard. When Master and I were ready, Master politely invited the host family out.
At this moment, a strange thing happened, and a gust of wind blew quite strangely. After the gust of wind, Master actually fainted on the ground. I was so frightened that I almost lost my wits. What kind of ghost is this, even the master can be brought down so easily.
? On the Qingming day, spring is not yet here. The temperature is already very low, and with the wind blowing at night, my cold snot bubbles are almost coming out.
"Master, Master! Wake up!" I was so frightened that I shook Master's body, but there was no response after shaking for a long time. I reached under his nose and found that Master was not breathing.
My heart skipped a beat.
He poked me from behind with his hand all the time, "Ahhhhhhh! There is a ghost! Master, save me!" I was so frightened that I screamed and curled up on the ground, not daring to raise my head.
 "Don't be afraid" A male voice came from in front of me, a little magnetic and pleasant to hear.
I slowly raised my head, and glanced at the person standing in front of me through the cracks in my eyes. The face is handsome, mainly because of the temperament revealed in the eyebrows and eyes.
I haven't read books for a few years, and after searching my stomach for a long time, I found a handsome word to describe it.
"My name is Han Yi." The man looked at me intently, with restraint and tenderness in his eyes, "Do you remember me?"
I thought for a while, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and asked, "Have we met?"
"I've seen it, I've seen it many times."
"Then why I don't remember." It felt so cold around the man in front of him, without any warmth.
Except for my conversation with the man, the air was still very still, not even the sound of the wind, but I could feel the wind blowing.
Unwillingly, I went to shake Master again, only to hear Han Yi say, "He's not dead yet."
"Then why isn't he breathing?"
Han Yi shrugged his shoulders and chuckled, "It will be there when he wakes up."
I don't quite understand, "Then why did you come here?" I remember Master said that a family will only hire one ghost catcher at a time. This is the rule.
And the person in front of him doesn't look like a Taoist priest, he has no clothes and a goatee.
"Me? Of course I'm here to find you"
"Looking for me?" I was confused, "Why are you looking for me? Could it be that you are my long-lost parents, and you don't look like you at your age." I glanced at him, but I really couldn't figure out what was going on.
"Qianxi" Han Yi murmured.
"Huh?" How did he know my name! Who the hell is he? I couldn't help but tense my nerves again.
"I, I am Han Yi" Han Yi? Asked to mutter the name over and over again, so familiar.
Have I heard of this name somewhere, I have a headache and feel uncomfortable!
I felt a hand on my shoulder, and in an instant, many memories emerged from my mind, as if my brain was about to explode.
Gradually, I calmed down.
I am Qianxi, I am Liu Meng, and I am also Qianxi. Looking up at Han Yi's eyes as deep as an abyss, I am countless people, and he has always been him.
I have never been so relaxed, and I couldn't help but smile on my face, "Han Yi"
"I am here."
"Hanyi Hanyi Hanyi" I called him over and over again.
He leaned over and planted a kiss on the corner of my lips. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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