185 Soul Game

Yao Ling hummed a hundred times at the wall alone. Xiao Fengchuan, an asshole, died when he saw the casino yesterday. As soon as he touched the sex, he forgot all the distant spirit. What's more annoying is that he received a request for help from Yuanling, but he was so calm that he slept all night, and now he only appears? It's not easy to appear, but he refuses to save people well. He just keeps playing with others. This is not a little too much!

Yao Ling rolled her eyes at Xiao Fengchuan in the mirror. Now she can't move. When she can move, she must be beautiful!

Wait, Xiao Fengchuan in the mirror, his dark circles don't look like he has slept all night. If he gambled all night, he could admit it generously. Why did he lie and say that he had been sleeping?

The more Yao Ling thinks about it, the more wrong it is. With Xiao Fengchuan's personality, he is usually careless. At the critical moment, he should be more serious than anyone else. In the face of the big enemy, he is determined not to make such a careless joke. And the eyes he looked at when he stopped in front of the Yangchun Hall yesterday...

It's like seeing something terrible. It's like... he suddenly didn't know himself.

In a word, something is wrong. Yao Ling didn't know what Xiao Fengchuan did last night, but since he didn't want to say it, she had no choice but to ask for the time being and wait and see what Xiao Fengchuan should do.

Yao Ling observed the scene behind him through the mirror hanging on the door just after Fengchuan. She couldn't believe that she saw Xiaofu Xiaolu Xiaoshou lying on the table on the first floor, sleeping with a color and a tea bowl, and the four people in the shopkeeper. How could she see the scene on the first floor? Could it be that Xiao Fengchuan hung a mirror elsewhere, with the help of many reflections, so that Yao Ling could see the situation in the whole idle cloud inn?

Is there going to be something going to happen in this inn?

Yao Ling looked carefully into the mirror and found that there was a black thing on the back of the shopkeeper's neck. The black one, like a pattern drawn with ink, flashed with a shocking light. Yao Ling tried several times and almost stared out his eyes, but he still couldn't see clearly. This pattern seems to have been seen somewhere...

Is it black and purple? Is this color...

"buzz--" The bronze mirror observed by Yao Ling suddenly fainted a circle of red strange light with the black pattern as the center. Yao Ling's eyes were sore and he hurriedly moved his eyes. Fengchuan stood up at the same time, hugged his shoulder and said to the door, "I said you, it's almost time to start."

The distant spirit is puzzled. Start? What to start? Feng Chuan said this, as if he had figured out the intention of the stinky beauty inside.

After a pause, there was a sneer in the room: "Ha ha, it's worthy of Xiao Fengchuan. Did you recognize my identity so quickly?"

"You didn't intend to hide it from the beginning." Fengchuan looked sideways at the distant spirit - looking at the light film boundary that trapped the distant spirit, "Who else can make this kind of 'water lotus prison' boundary besides you and your people?"

Water lotus prison? The distant spirit's brain is quickly searching for the name of this familiar boundary, and there is... It is an boundary that binds people's limbs with extremely high spiritual water, making them lose their mobility. Because the remote spiritual power is low and she can't manipulate the super spiritual water, she has never studied this method. She remembers that Master said that among the six realms, this method can be easily applied freely, only those in the southeast and two seas...

The mackerel family!

Is it a mackerel? When did the distant spirit offend the mein? Could it be that when they were in the South China Sea, their group unintentionally destroyed the plan of the mackerel led by Xuanqing to seize the master of Sifan Dongtian?

Is the people in this room reallyxuan qing? No wonder she deliberately insulted Yao Ling's appearance and ugliness yesterday, claiming that she was willing to untie the boundary when she saw the United States. This was obviously to attract Yao Ling's Qingyu case!

That's right. The last time she was in the South China Sea, she fell in love with Brother Xia, but she was rejected. She was always unwilling and openly declared war on Sister Qingyu. I didn't expect it to come so soon.

"You guessed right, but the opponent I'm waiting for this time is not you." Xuanqing said.

"Isn't it me? It's Sister Qinger. It's a pity that Yaoling and I can't let you do what you want. If you want to fight, just come to us.

"Well, I dare not let me see her, right? Are you afraid that I will talk nonsense in front of her? I'm afraid that I will tell her that Xia Gulin has been detained by the Demon Lord as a son-in-law, and you have been hiding it from her? I'm afraid that I will tell her that she is just a rabbit witch, and she deserves to be kicked out of the wall by Yuxu Palace? I'm afraid that I will tell her that just because of her lowly and evil happiness, you six princes, and the whole people of Yangzhou City... have you joined this lifeless soul game?"

"Hit!"

As soon as Fengchuan turned around, he found that a fairy was not beautiful, and the beautiful figure was half hanging in the air. The round and jadey skin has the same temperament as in the past. However, at this moment, she holds a white bone in her hand, a white bone flag made of poison fog in the underworld!

When did she become a subordinate of the Demon Lord? Could it be... Is it that she is willing to devote herself to the devil in order to avenge her rival?

The purple and black light flashing on the white bone flag is wrapped around Xuanqing's innocent jade-like arms like a swimming soul, and the white jade Guanyin-like beauty is immediately stained with a magical strange color.

She looks like this, and the distant spirit can also be seen clearly in the mirror. She asked, "What do you mean by the soul-inviting game?"

"The so-called soul-charing game..." Xuanqing waved the white bone flag in his hand confusedly, pointing to the sleeping shopkeeper and shopkeeper and the second others lying on the table in the lobby on the first floor. "Can you see the white bone flag marks on the back of their necks?"

White bone flag mark! No wonder Yaoling felt so familiar. It turned out to be the imprint of the white bone flag!

Xuanqing continued: "Lord Demon Lord came to Yangzhou the night before yesterday. From then to now, all the people he has watched have been stamped with white bone flags. The soul of the person who is stamped with the white bone flag will leave the body at midnight. As long as I wave the white bone flag in my hand, these lonely ghosts will obey my command, or attack living people, or obediently get into my flag, enter the underworld, and die completely..."

Xuanqing said, holding the white bone flag in his hand high above his head, with a strange smile. Yao Ling exclaimed, "No!"

"Don't be afraid, the soul-sup game I mentioned hasn't really started yet. No one will die until the end of the game.

"Who wants to listen to your nonsense!"

"Yao Ling, don't be excited. Now we can only listen to her finish the rules of the game first."

Fengchuan pressed Yao Ling's shoulder. In the middle of last night, he watched the goji berries shake halfway and suddenly fell down. He held him and stretched out his hand. Sure enough, there was no breath. That kind of fear has been lingering around him at this time.

At that time, he did not tell anyone about the abnormality of the goji berries. Everyone only thought that the goji berries were drunk, and Ren Fengchuan helped the goji berries back to his room to rest. Fengchuan settled down the goji berries and spent another night investigating the number of strange people after entering the night. He found that the soul-grabbing people were mainly concentrated in tea stalls, pubs and residential areas along the road from Yangchun Hall to Wufu. At midnight, most of the people who were stamped with white bone flags were asleep, so no one found that they had left their souls.

But now it is early in the morning, and many people will find that their families have no breath in their sleep and are cold all over. In Yangzhou, there will soon be chaos. No matter how much the sixth prince has the ability, he can't return the soul from the body to the body; even if the Qingyu case and the distant spirit have the power of soul hunting, they can only use their own soul power. If you want to rouse the souls of the people of Yangzhou, you can only rely on the Xuanqing who holds the white bone flag and the demon who carefully plans this soul-catching game!

"Do you really want to listen?" Xuanqing smiled coquettishly.

"Please say it."

Fengchuan was surprisingly calm, and Xuanqing nodded with approval: "The rules of the game are very simple. All participants are divided into three camps: ordinary souls, soul recruiters, and murderers. The ordinary soul is the soul of the people of Yangzhou; the soul recruiter is the two of you. Of course, you can also invite other people of the sixth son to join in. Your duty is to protect the ordinary soul from the murderer. As for the murderer, I will immediately release some evil spirits from the white bone flag.

After Xuanqing, she gently waved the white bone flag, and wisps of translucent smoke floated out of the flag and flew around her, but she didn't see how fierce these evil spirits were. Yao Ling asked, "Then how to play it? If we destroy the killer, will we win?

Xuanqing smiled and stretched out her hand and touched the ghost around her like touching a puppy's head, as if she had been used to ghosts in such a short time. She explained, "One day and one night is a round. Every night, the murderer will begin to attack ordinary souls, and you soul recruiters can start to take action to eliminate evil spirits. It's not difficult, and the most important thing is..."

"What is the most important thing?"

The inexplicable fear hit the heart of the distant spirit. She looked at the Xuanqing shrouded in the light of the white bone flag, and she seemed to have completely changed. What kind of love and obsession make the soul more pure than the Zhenbei at the bottom of the sea stained with the magic of the dark world?

"This." Xuanqing said, and shook the white bone flag again, and eight blindfolds fell from the flag and fell on Fengchuan's hand one after another. The two looked carefully. I don't know what kind of animal skin this red blindfold covering the eyes is made of, and a pair of big staring human eyes are painted on it. It can be seen that it is human eyes, but there is no look in it.

"Put it on."

Fengchuan helped Yao Ling put on a blindfold. At the same time, he seemed to see the evil spirit that was originally surrounded by Xuanqing flying and suddenly scattered all over the inn. After he put on the blindfold, he was surprised to find that his vision had become dim. Dozens of purple souls are flying around in the room. He can't tell which are ordinary souls and which are murderers, because they are all purple human-shaped smoke, which look exactly the same!