Even the evil spirit ghost hands are very few in number.

Finally, he came to the bank of a pond and lake.

On the scorched rocks on the shore, there lay a lifeless corpse. The scribe's long robe was rolled up with charred black edges and danced miserably in the strong wind.

The white bones were broken into pieces, and even the clothes could not wrap them up, and a few bones fell out sparsely.

Sen Bai's skull was tilted on the ground, and half of the spirit of the will-o'-the-wisp was gone from his eye sockets.

It was obvious that someone had long since wiped out his soul from his consciousness.

Ye Shu was carrying a person on his back, and he was not as fast as Bailian in wielding a sword. He rushed over without realizing it. When he saw the situation clearly, his face changed greatly, and his throat tightened and he said: "What a heavy evil spirit."

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It's not Yin Qi, it's evil Qi.

Moreover, this vicious aura is derived from the bodies of human monks.

"It's Su Jing..." At this time, a weak voice came from the lake.

Ye Shu looked around and saw a woman dressed in red sitting on a lotus on the frozen lake. Her long hair was scattered, and from the interlaced collar of her hair, there was a pale, thin and cold neck.

It's so tired that it will break if you pinch it lightly.

Her expression was very haggard, and there were traces of being tormented by inner demons between her eyebrows. The purple-red oath lines spread faintly between her eyebrows, tortured her particularly beautiful eyes until they were covered with bloodshot eyes, as if they hadn't been there for several years.

Have a good sleep.

"Miss Yin?" Balian called out in surprise, hearing the tiredness and weakness in her tone.

Yin Baishuang rubbed her brows and said: "I'm fine, go and find Su Jing quickly. She was born with a Taoist fate that was black, and she hasn't overcome it yet, but she forcibly broke through the realm and transformed into a catastrophe, and became a body and a god.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The black seed is a troublesome thing that knows everything and is prosperous at once. With her current Taoist heart, it is simply unbearable for her to withstand the black luck of cultivating the Tao in the realm of Heshen. If

If you leave it alone, you will inevitably fall into eternal damnation.”

Although she and Su Jing have had a long-standing grudge, if the young master of Taixuan Sect abandons Taoism and becomes a demon, it will be a great disaster to all living beings. If she can, she will take Su Jing's life with her own hands, or make her suffer.

But in the face of righteousness, even if Yin Baishuang lives a life of madness and confusion, he will not be so willful that there is no bottom line.

As soon as Balian heard this, he knew something was wrong.

How can anyone overcome the calamity and become a god in one day? Not to mention that the physical body cannot withstand the erosion of the calamity, and even the spirit cannot withstand the devastation of the calamity.

"Brother Ye, please keep an eye on Miss Yin here. I'll be back as soon as I go." After giving instructions to Ye Shu, Balian followed the evil aura and chased after her without daring to delay.

Ye Shu looked left and right, a little overwhelmed and prepared to sit down cross-legged, but was pushed hard by Yin Baishuang.

Her face was extremely pale and anxious: "Whoever needs your care, you should quickly follow him. Su Jing is in great danger at the moment. I am afraid that he has been controlled by the will of Heisheng Yeshui and will tempt him to kill him. Never approach him at will."

With that kid's reckless temper, I'm afraid he didn't care enough. He just ran away before he heard what was said. You should hurry up and remind him that Su Jing can only stay away and never get close!"

Ye Shu's expression was stern. He was far away just now. Yin Baishuang hid it very well, but when she pushed him, she moved a little louder. Only then did Ye Shu find that there was a deep red mark left on her belly.

Jiankou.

As she spoke, the blood sprayed out instantly stained her dress, shoes and socks.

The sword energy lingered in the wound, and it looked like the sword intention of the love-cutting sword.

Ye Shu was shocked by what he saw. He quickly dropped the unconscious Lin Zheng and chased after Bai Lian like his butt was on fire.

Although the heavenly calamity has passed, the charm of the calamity has not passed away, the sound of killing shook the field, and the evil spirit will remain forever.

When Bai Lian found Su Jing, he was already ten miles away, in a scorched land with no grass growing on it.

The blood-stained love-cutting sword was neither in her hand nor in its sheath. Instead, it was abandoned on the ground not far in front of her, losing its spirituality.

The snow-white and thin clothes were gently fluttering in the wind in the desolate night. She was half-kneeling on the ground, with her palms on her heart, her fingers clenching the clothes painfully, and her cold cheeks were as white as cold jade, half of which

Half light and half dark, that beautiful face and white snowy clothes looked like they had just mysteriously seeped out of the darkness.

Su Jing seemed to be in extreme pain, her pale forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and she placed one palm on the ground. She was exuding an evil aura that swallowed up the sky and the earth, entangled with the remaining resentment in the scorched earth.

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The black and red breath materialized under her body, entangling her body bit by bit, as if dragging her into the endless hell, where she would be tortured by the water of karma forever.

There was black air above her head, pressing like a tent, ups and downs, the churning evil energy seemed to swallow up the darkness, and the sound of flying swords suddenly sounded in the dead silent world.

Su Jing raised her head suddenly, and a wisp of black line extending from the end of her eyes was as sinister as a demon. Countless densely packed bright red thin lines appeared on her beautiful and beautiful face, like bulging veins, like a spider web on her pale face.

The skin is winding and crisscrossing.

The evil spirit was wasted, and his consciousness almost collapsed. The eyes looking at Bailian had long lost their focus, their pupils were dark, and the black hair was dancing wildly behind him. There was no shadow of the usual cold and holy nature.

She stared intently at the blurry figure, perhaps trying to deceive the other person's blindness. 'Su Jing' spoke coldly, her voice sounded like the cold rain in the forest. It was no different from the past, but it contained a bit of confusion.

Meaning: "You... come here."

Bai Lian put away the Qiushui Sword, and as soon as he landed on the ground, he heard Ye Shu's rapid breathing voice coming from behind: "Don't go there! She is possessed, and she is not Miss Jing now!" If you like Long Night Walk, please collect it: (www.sodu777
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