188 Dead but still alive

Where are you going to preach? Is she going to leave Yao Ling here alone? This place is full of evil spirits and lonely ghosts?

Yao Ling shouted a few times, but the Xuanqing didn't even look back. The white bone flag in his hand waved a circle and said coldly, "If you are afraid, look at these."

"I'm not afraid..." Yao Ling was shocked and only felt hot in his ear. It turned out to be the bronze mirror hanging next to Fengchuan before, spreading a red flame from the center to the outside. Is this Xuanqing's trick?

Yao Ling stared at the vision of the bronze mirror. Unexpectedly, the image was displayed in the bronze mirror--

is responsible for Qingdu and Ximei in Beicheng District. The golden crossbows tore up the darkness like thousands of sunshine, and the man manipulated by the puppet line wrapped around the ten fingers stretched out his arms and walked through the street like a zombie, sucking the purple soul into his body one after another. Yaoling doesn't understand what they are doing. Isn't he going to kill the evil spirit? Why should we deal with it together with innocent souls?

Yao Ling was wondering, but she found that there was another person's breath in the Xianyun inn. She saw him in the other bronze mirror. It's a man wearing a hat and a black cloak.

As soon as Yao Ling wanted to take a look, the shadow came to his side like a ghost. He is really not an ordinary person. Yao Ling said vigilantly, "Who are you?"

"Me." The man's tone was faint, as if nothing in the world could arouse his interest, which made Yaoling extremely unhappy. "I'm here to enjoy this soul-seeing game with you."

"I don't appreciate it!" Although I don't know who he is, Yao Ling hates this person more and more. Her companions and the people of Yangzhou City are in danger, but this strange man came here to say sarcastic things... Is he in the same group as Xuanqing?

"That's because you still can't understand it." The man said and raised his head. His bright eyes reached to the bottom of the sea like the winter sun, and he couldn't say whether it was warmth or despair. Now, he only glanced at the bronze mirror, but saw the battle plan of Yan Qingdu and Huomei clearly. "Wangmei is the only wooden armor Cangyun faction in the world. Except for herself, no one knows the secret of a man comparable to a living person. As a descendant of the Cangyun School, she will also keep that secret. But now, in order to save people and for the righteousness of the six princes, she has to make this secret public.

What do you mean? Yaoling can't understand. She pouted and looked into the mirror. Wasn't all the soul sucked in by the organ... Huh? More souls were spit out, but the moment they were spit out, they were stabbed into pieces by the crossbow arrows of Yan Qingdu. Looking at the organs that devouring the soul, their expressions began to be vivid, and their joints began to be flexible. Some even stopped to look at their hands, as if they were wondering who they were and why they were appearing here. They seem to have gained life after devouring their souls!

"Impossible..." Yao Ling clenched his lips. It's impossible. Is this the secret of the Cangyun School?

The man in black is still in a plain tone. It seems that he is repeating an old story, but no matter how relaxed the tone of such a cruel fact is, it sounds so heavy: "That's right. The organs of the Cangyun School can only absorb the living soul to activate the organs in the body. I had no choice but to distinguish between evil spirits and ordinary people in this way. When the game is over, she will find a way to guide those souls out of the organs.

How can it be... Yao Ling's eyes can't be removed from the bronze mirror, and her face has completely changed color. Shumei, the men of the six princes who practice chivalry, actually used the evil art of playing with human life and manipulating the soul like this!

What's the difference between using this dark and cruel means and... and the demon who absorbs the soul to practice magic skills!

The distant spirit has been silent for a long time. The man in black continued: "You think that the demon people's soul is evil and harmful to you human beings, so you regard it as a sworn enemy, and you must get rid of it quickly. But when human beings kill each other in order to gain power, they are more terrible than demons.

"You! It's not like that..." Yao Ling couldn't think of a word to refute the man in black. He must be from the demon clan. He must have come here to say these words to Yaoling, but Yaoling...

"The details of the three plum blossoms can't be clearer in Wulingchun. He is self-righteous. In the end, he doesn't want to use the power of evil.

As soon as the man in black finished saying this, another scene appeared on the bronze mirror: Nange and Fengchuan in Xicheng District. Yao Ling quickly found Fengchuan, who was like lightning, from the purple soul array. As soon as she saw it clearly, she was shocked again.

What did she see?

Fengchuan is like lightning illuminating the night, galloping on the battlefield, like Shura.

His eyes burned with bloody flames, like a murderous monster, with no emotion in his eyes, only fighting spirit. Where his long sword pointed, the darkness receded, and the evil spirits howled.

His sword seems to be so crazy that it is out of rules, but the sword only stabs the evil spirit. In this way, it seems that it is no longer a person using the sword, but the sword that masters the will of the master and distinguishes the evil spirits that should be killed and which are the souls that need to be protected.

Yao Ling looked at this scene, and tears flowed down unconsciously. Why, now Fengchuan is like a completely different person! She doesn't even know her...

"Do you want to know why Fengchuan can distinguish between evil spirits and ordinary souls so accurately?" Yao Ling only felt that his face was soft. It turned out that the man in black held a silk veil and wiped his tears. She cried, "Don't worry about it! Go away!"

The man in black stepped back and seemed to stuff the handkerchief back into his arms. Yao Ling saw that the handkerchief was light red. He said, "After more than 400 years, everything in the world has become more and more boring. Only women's tears, until today, I can't resist.

Suddenly saying such numb words... Yao Ling couldn't cry.

"Hey, following what you said just now, why can Fengchuan distinguish between evil spirits and ordinary souls?" Ask from afar.

"Xiao Fengchuan and Xia Gulin are one of the few people in your human world who have had a life-and-death battle with the devil in the demon world. Just five years ago, when Xia Gulin led the six princes to enter the demon world. The six of them claimed to have defeated the whole paper army, but in fact, they are the only two of them who have seen the magic army.

Xiao Fengchuan? Five years ago? Demon World?

The sixth son?

Does it mean that... This person just now means that Xiao Fengchuan was one of the six princes five years ago and was still active in the battle against the Demon Lord with Xia Gulin?

In this way, Xiao Fengchuan is--

Isn't it the son of the moon?

But why does this person know? Who is this man in black? He is a demon. As a demon, he walks in the human world so openly. He also knows the six princes well. Is he...

Yao Ling no longer speaks. He was just so nervous that he looked at the bronze mirror and looked at Xiao Fengchuan's invincible, but the lingering fear on his face. Her heart ached for a while.

Mo Zun no longer said to Yao Lingduo. He just stared at Xiao Fengchuan's posture in the bronze mirror. Everything was just like five years ago and had never changed.

That battle. Xia Gulin and Xiao Fengchuan held their swords, with their backs, and were surrounded by the vast demons like the black ocean. The purple sky pressed against the top of the head like a curtain, and the two besieged soldiers could not hear any sound of hope except for each other's heavy breathing.

"Hey, big brother, how long do we have to be surrounded by these cows, ghosts, snakes and gods?"

"Xiaochun and others, I have sent them away safely with space spells. You can concentrate on the battle.

"I'm not worried about those bastards! It's you who don't concentrate, big brother!"

The man with a rice sword raised the corners of his bloody mouth and smiled. He smiled and said, "Brother, if I die in this battle, you can take this guy in my hand back to the human world and help me find his next master. If you dare to put my sword in the pavilion as a waste, I won't let you go!"

Xia Gulin raised the back of his hand to rub the blood from the corners of his mouth. He wanted to send him away with space spells, but he insisted on fighting with him until the last minute. Until he died in battle.

"Sure enough. For you, only the rice sword is the body.

"Hahaha! That's right. As long as the rice sword is passed down from generation to generation in the hands of those living bastards, I will step on the moon and live to the end with their spirit!" His eyes suddenly limed, and he raised his rice sword. The two of them turned their backs to their backs, and the tip of the sword pointed in the same direction. "That's it, big brother!"

That was the last battle of Mr. Tayue in the demon world.

It is a naive act for mortals to break into the demon world and kill. The demon has no intention to fight. He just wants to teach these mortals who don't know the depth of heaven and earth.

But something was unexpected. Mr. Tayue, the belief of bloody battle to the end, although the oath of death, arrogant and unruly, promiscuous, will not be covered by any color, and will not be stained with any dust. If Xia Gulin is the soul of the sixth prince, he is the backbone of the sixth prince, just like his sword, indestructible.

is such a person, but he is destined to go back in the demon world.

The devil thinks it's a pity. Just because he stepped on the moon, it reminded him of a person. An old friend. A life-and-death relationship.

He could have killed Xia Gulin with only one finger after he died in the moon, so that all this would end. But he didn't.

"People can't come back to life after death." He said to Xia Gulin, who was lying in a pool of blood and struggled several times but could not stand up, "However, I can help you fulfill the oath of Mr. Tayue."

Everyone is eager to be reborn. At the most desperate time, live again and make up for those irreparable regrets.

And those, unfinished love and wishes.

can be realized one by one. Isn't this the biggest ** in the world?

"I can make the life of stepping on the moon continue on another person. If you think about it, stand up."