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87. Summoning the Undead【4】

Finally, he came to the conclusion: "It's not a fierce ghost, it's an ancient god!"

So, he is either a very powerful ghost or an awesome god?!

Jiang Xinyou felt that she was dreaming. She blinked and saw that the man in purple was still kneeling there. She had no choice but to look at Senior Leng Yan. Unexpectedly, Senior Leng Yan was smiling so ambiguously that she could not explain it. She quickly asked: "Senior, what are you doing?"

Do you know him?"

"I don't know."

Leng Yan's answer was firm, and he cleared the air of the relationship.

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in purple raised his head slightly and looked at Jiang Xinyou unwaveringly: "Wait for my master's orders at any time."

After saying that, he rode away in the purple light and disappeared without a trace.

But Jiang Xinyou was still there, looking at the place where the man in purple disappeared and asked Xia Qianshuang: "What did he mean by what he just said?"

Xia Qianshuang frowned and said calmly: "It means you can summon him at any time in the future."

"Hey, what is the summoning formula?"

"have no idea……"

Jiang Xinyou and Xia Qianshuang were both confused by the scene just now, but it is undeniable that the man in purple suddenly appeared and used his powerful spiritual power to eliminate the evil ghost wandering in the No. 3 piano room.

Jiang Xinyou didn't know if the matter in piano room No. 3 was over at this point, but she felt a vague sense of familiarity seeping into her mind, and couldn't help but wonder if she had seen him somewhere before...

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The night was already deep, and with the drizzle falling in the sky, Leng Yan left Xia Qianshuang and Jiang Xinyou after sending them back to his apartment.

At one o'clock in the morning, he was walking alone on the dark street, with a few street lamps emitting feeble light.

Before he walked into the east door, the familiar spiritual energy hit him from behind again. He gradually slowed down and asked the person coming behind him in a deep voice: "Are you sure you met her in this way?

One way?”

"Oh, I just want to make sure there is no sign of her memory recovering."

The man with the iron mask who appeared behind him was no longer the image of a purple robe and silver hair, but was wearing modern home clothes like ordinary people, and the whole person revealed an inexplicable mystery.

Hearing this, Leng Yan couldn't help but sigh: "You should know that this is difficult."

"Yes, I know." The man with the iron mask smiled, "This is not reincarnation, but a different rebirth. The background history was created by me. But doesn't your wife believe it too? She thought she was Xia Zhi in her previous life.

Branches, little do they know, they are just two parallel spaces, different stories playing out."

Hearing these words, Leng Yan couldn't help but slow down, frowned and asked: "What about Jiang Yi? Is she in your hands or..."

"I only have nineteen living people in my hands, and no dead ones. The deaths of Tong Xin, Fang Hao, and Li Xiaoxiao that you found before have nothing to do with me. My power is built on the hidden evil power, but

There is nothing we can do about that power. All its origins should come from the dead space. I am afraid that we will have to wait until Jiang Xinyou and Xia Qianshuang's nineteen-year-old souls have stabilized before they have a chance to investigate."

"What about the deaths of Mei Yu and Miao Xinxin? They have nothing to do with you?"

"No, I did that thing. I just wanted to give them a punishment. I thought that Xia Qianshuang would always be able to save them. Who knew that the evil force would strike faster than you..."
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