"Brother Jiuyuan, go and don't worry about me."

Ao Ji, who was ashamed, had a dim look on the ground, and the bone-cutting dragon talisman was pulling out the spiritual power from his body bit by bit. Without the spiritual power, he gradually could not maintain the appearance of a human being. Thick scales appeared on his cheeks.

Jiuyuan in Ao Ji's mouth was the old man playing the piano. If time had flowed back more than a hundred years, the name Gongyang Jiuyuan would be familiar with Shizhou. He is a rare great scholar of the demon clan who can make human cultivators bow their backs in their knowledge.

"Brother Ji, why are you doing this?"

Jiuyuan looked at Ao Ji and shook his head and sighed.

He knew very well that even though most of his cultivation was sealed today, a bone-cutting talisman would not trap his close friend, at least he could escape.

But he also knew very well that from the moment he saw this bone-cutting talisman, his brother had already lost.

"Brother Jiuyuan, how can you not know? I have been dragging this walking corpse to survive until now. In the first place, I am waiting for my father and his elders to forgive me with a trace of luck, and waiting for him to let me go home..."

Ao Ji looked up expressionlessly at the bone-cutting talisman above his head that was sucking his spiritual power like a bloodthirsty magic weapon.

"But I have been waiting for so many years, but what I have been waiting for is this bone-cutting talisman."

He closed his eyes with pain.

"Enough..."

He turned his head and looked at Jiuyuan with a silence in his eyes and said:

"Let me get rid of it."

Looking at Ao Ji's expression at this moment, Jiuyuan said intimately: "The so-called sorrow is more than death in the heart, probably this is the case."

So Jiuyuan didn't say anything more, just sat down beside Ao Ji, then looked at the villagers rushing towards him and smiled:

"Brother Ji insists on going to die, and I have no intention of living alone. It's better to have a companion on the road to the underworld."

Upon hearing this, Ao Ji, whose body was half covered with dragon scales, trembled and shook his head and said:

"Brother Jiuyuan, can't..."

"I have fallen into the realm, and this body is just hanging on pills. If I hadn't been to the appointment of Brother Ji every year, I would have become a dry bone in the deep mountains. Now that Brother Ji has gone, I have no interest in life."

Without waiting for Ao Ji to oppose Jiu Yuan, he immediately interrupted him.

"And, even if I want to leave, I'm afraid I can't leave."

He looked at the already crazy villagers in front of him and added.

"I was the one who harmed Brother Jiuyuan."

Ao Ji said with shame.

"Why did you say this by brother? What did you and I have never seen any good, evil, beauty, ugliness in this world? I have no one to miss today. How happy it is to be together today!"

Jiuyuan is extremely open-minded.

"That's right!"

Upon hearing this, Ao Ji's eyes cleared up and then laughed:

"It is the happiest thing for me, Ao Ji, to be able to die with you!"

The two of them laughed hand in hand with a tragic face.

What the two of them didn't notice was that almost as they laughed loudly, four red chains that seemed to have been burned in a furnace fell from the sky, instantly locking Ao Ji's body that had turned into a half-dragon.

With the sound of flesh burning and cracking, Ao Ji couldn't help but wail, "Ah!", his whole body suddenly felt like he had lost his mind, his eyes were red, and then with a bang, he completely revealed the body of the dragon clan. This huge body lies like a small hill on the ice surface of the North Sea. The dragon head with its two horns was broken out and the dragon roar was shaking the sky.

But even so, the red chains had already tied the dragon's body tightly, and no matter how hard he struggled, it would still be useless.

"This is not a bone-cutting talisman!"

Because the incident happened too suddenly, Jiu Yuan realized that they were fooled after being stunned for a few seconds. The bone-cutting talisman hanging above Ao Ji's head was not a bone-cutting talisman. The other party obviously knew Ao Ji's weakness long ago, so he used a fake talisman to deceive Ao Ji and gave up resisting, and then used the chain to trap Ao Ji.

Obviously, the other party's purpose was not to kill Ao Ji, but to capture Ao Ji. The Min Jiuyuan quickly guessed it almost the same, but he still couldn't believe that Yan Yu dared to do such a thing to the dragon clan.

"Since I feel that this world is lifeless."

The woman's voice rang again with the crisp sound of bells.

"Those two might as well give their lives to me."

Her ethereal voice said with a hint of sarcasm.

As soon as the words were finished, two neat bells sounded, and two silver hairpins with bells tied to the night sky like two white lights, inserted straight into the throats of the two villagers. The two villagers who were originally rushing towards Jiuyuan were suddenly filled with red lights after being inserted into the silver hairpins, and their bodies turned into two afterimages, and appeared in front of Jiuyuan in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Jiuyuan released all his cautious demonic power without hesitation. His body instantly turned into a half-human and half-sheep. There were two long swords with the hilts of Liu Qin's head in his hand. He raised his four hooves and kicked the ice surface suddenly, and his body was like the wind, with the flowing light of the two long swords in his hand piercing towards the two people coming towards him.

With a dull sound of breaking the wind, Jiuyuan and the two villagers who were controlled by their souls were in a wrong shape and appeared behind them.

After a moment, the two villagers' bodies exploded with a "bang" and turned into two blood mists.

But when their bodies were in a wrong shape, the two swords in Jiuyuan's hand stabbed nearly a thousand swords on the two bodies, so that there was no place in their bodies.

But Jiuyuan frowned because he didn't expect that with all his strength, he was still scratched by these two people on his arm when he was dying.

"You can actually see through my sword moves in such a short time. This is not an ordinary puppet that has been controlled by the soul. These two bodies seem to be stuffed into another soul..."

Jiuyuan was shocked, and a name he didn't want to mention suddenly appeared in his mind - the Ghost King of the Western Prison in Yan Zhuo.

The body of the Ghost King of the Western Regions has a special ghost power that allows him to inherit and divide his soul, and then put these souls into other bodies at will, allowing these bodies to have almost the same strength as the body in a short period of time.

"Yan Yu actually sent your Ghost King from the West Prison to arrest me. He really respects me as an old bone."

Jiuyuan swung the blood above the two swords, and then stared fiercely at the fisherman who was inserted into his throat by two silver hairpins in front of him.

"Old man, you read it wrong. I am not the Ghost King of the Western Prison. The little woman is just a spectator who passes by. Today I just pass by here and take a look at the fun."

The woman was still hiding in the night, and her voice was far and near, making people unable to guess her location.
Chapter completed!