Chapter 28 The Power of the Soul Curse

"We don't have to rush this afternoon. When we come out of the deep forest of the black field tomorrow, we will pass by a dead grassland. At that time, you can be smart for me, or I won't care if you die." The Phantom said faintly.

"Is the name of this large mountain forest?"

"Don't talk nonsense, you won't even know that the deep forest in the black area is so vast that it occupies more than half of Longnanzhou, and even three-year-old children know it."

"I grew up in this mountain forest, so I don't know what people outside call it." Zhao Qianyang explained.

The Phantom had a lot of eyes on Zhao Qianyang and said, "No wonder it's rustic. It turned out to be a wild demon."

"I'm not a demon."

"Is I a fool? Isn't it a demon? What's wrong with the black scales on your body?" The Phantom scolded angrily.

"I don't know that either." Zhao Qianyang shook his head helplessly.

Throughout the afternoon, the two were marching slowly, and the occasional monsters in the mountains and forests were deliberately dodged by the Phantom. She now does not want to waste her soul power, which shows the danger of the dead grassland.

At night, the Phantom killed a black-toothed dog. The dog's body was as big as a pony, with four black teeth raised in his mouth. When Zhao Qianyang peeled off the dog's meat, he found that the meat of the black-toothed dog was purple-red, but its bones were as black as ink.

After the barbecue, the meat was dark purple, but it was extremely fragrant, but Zhao Qianyang did not dare to try.

"I haven't seen it, what a fool. The meat of the black-toothed dog is a great tonic, but his bone marrow is poisonous. The Phantom said and grabbed Zhao Qianyang's roasted meat and handed a piece of burnt black to Zhao Qianyang.

"Then you dare to eat it. If the bone is cracked, it will be troublesome to poison people."

"Hey, you are really stupid to say that you are stupid. This dog meat can just solve the toxicity in this bone, otherwise the black-toothed dog will not be poisoned by itself."

Zhao Qianyang didn't expect that the Phantom would explain these things to himself. He suddenly felt that the Phantom was not as bad as he thought, but in a blink of an eye, she might be afraid that she would be hungry and drag her down on the grass tomorrow. Seeing that the Phantom ate so safely, he also took two bites of the burnt black meat. Not to mention that even if the Phantom is such a bad craft, he can make a very bad barbecue.

The moonlight is like water, quietly sprinkled in the quiet mountains and forests. A layer of mist rose in the mountains and forests, and the temperature became a little cold. The mountains in the distance and the small flat rivers surrounded by the mountains were all submerged in the light fog. The light fog is free and flowing, slowly deepening.

Zhao Qianyang leaned on a big stone and pretended to be asleep. He observed the Phantom for a while, and saw the Phantom lying on its side under the tree opposite, breathing evenly. His soft body remained motionless and seemed to have fallen asleep. Zhao Qianyang was thinking about whether to escape, but inadvertently found that a black snake more than two meters long was hanging from the branch under the cover of the night, spitting out letters, and slowly leaning on the snow-white arm of the phantom.

The slender white and tender arm seems to have no power to bind the chicken. If it is bitten by this black snake, it is like a flawless white jade porcelain bottle. Suddenly, two blood holes are added, and the beauty is destroyed in an instant.

Zhao Qianyang met this black snake when he was hunting in the mountains and forests outside the town. A red bull more than two meters high was bitten by a black snake. After struggling for less than a minute, he fell to the ground and gradually changed from red to black.

Should I save her? Zhao Qianyang hesitated for a moment. If he saves her now, he is likely to expose his strength. In order to prevent himself, the Phantom will still tie himself up like a zongzi again. If he doesn't save her, maybe he will be bitten to death by the black snake. He just took the opportunity to escape. No matter how you think, Zhao Qianyang should not have been with her. But when the black bow bent his body and shot at the phantom like a spring, Zhao Qianyang finally couldn't help it.

The dark golden light is like a small candlelight in the deep forest, hitting seven inches on the snake's body. This is the heart of the snake. Once it is broken, it will definitely die.

The black snake's body suddenly trembled and fell from the tree with a "pop", which made its body beat randomly like a long whip. The phantom was awakened and did not see any movement. The snake's head separated from the body. Blood surged like a spring. The phantom frowned, looked at Zhao Qianyang faintly, and then walked to the snake's head. The soul silk in his hand spread into the snake's brain and brought out a green bead, the size of a peach and walnut. The phantom threw the green bead at Zhao Qianyang.

"Don't pretend to be asleep. You can keep this thing and detoxify it."

Zhao Qianyang thought that this might be the soul bead of the snake, so he carefully put it in his arms, and suddenly there was a strange feeling in his heart. Is the phantom grateful to him or returning the kindness he had just taken action? He didn't know this, but fortunately, he didn't choose to escape just now. Zhao Qianyang thought that the Phantom already knew that he had soul power, so he secretly lucked to clear the soul spell. His soul slowly felt extremely comfortable, and his body was also changing unconsciously. He entered a special field.

In the morning, Zhao Qianyang slowly opened his eyes and felt that his whole body was full of strength and his spirit was very comfortable. He just wanted to stand up, but he found that there was something left around his body. His legs were around his waist. He looked up and it turned out to be a phantom.

The Phantom slowly opened her eyes, but Zhao Qianyang observed carefully and found that her eyes were at a loss.

"Can you stop pestering me with your legs like this?"

"Keep practicing, hurry up." The Phantom frowned and looked a little uncomfortable.

Zhao Qianyang was very puzzled. Did she also feel that she practiced the clear soul spell? Seeing that the Phantom didn't want to come down, Zhao Qianyang's heart was twisted, and his mind could not sink.

"Practice quickly, or I will kill you now.

"I can practice. Can you go down? It makes me feel bad to be so close to me."

"No." The Phantom said coldly.

Zhao Qianyang had no choice but to sink his mind. He simply ignored anything, and slowly he completely let go.

Until the afternoon, Zhao Qianyang still did not stop. His soul was like a dry land, and he was eager to practice the sweet spring produced by the soul mantra. At this time, Zhao Qianyang's body changed again. A faint golden light emerged from his body and turned into strange runes like bamboo knots and reptiles. The runes slowly rotated around Zhao Qianyang's body. When the rune met the phantom, the phantom enjoyed it and smiled comfortably.

After the soul is refined, he hunted other people's souls for his own use for a long time, and his soul has become mottled and impure, so his temper and personality are also changeable, and he is moody when speaking. When Zhao Qianyang was practicing the soul mantra, he was just discovered by the phantom. The soul felt peaceful for a moment, so he approached Zhao Qianyang and chose a posture that made his soul the most comfortable. Zhao Qianyang also invisibly helped her a big favor.