110 Who is messing around

The night is long, but tonight is particularly long. The bright moon is in the sky, and the dark clouds block the bright moonlight, which is originally transparent. Suddenly, it becomes dark. A few little ghosts float in the air and dare not come out. With such a strange atmosphere, even those who are ghosts feel terrified.

"Okay, let's start." Liu Su gave the order, and the few people were preparing. In fact, no matter how they were preparing, they just focused their attention. After all, this was a rare scene in a century, and it was still a place they could not reach at all.

At this time, Feng Qianxi had completely fallen asleep. Liu Su looked into the air and instantly focused on Feng Qianxi's body. His expression was a little heavy. For some reason, there was always a bad premonition in this dark night.

Feng Qianye, who felt the same as him, also looked at Liu Su thoughtfully. The conversation between the two men was in the eyes. The other people were also excited and were always paying attention to any possible situation.

Liu Su took out a bright and beautiful Manzhu Shahua out of thin air. I have to say that he took good care of it. All the plants of Ye Meitong were raised by Xiaoqian. Although it was not that fresh, it was still top-quality. The flowers that Liu Su took out were clear and could see that they were Manzhu Shahua. But I didn't expect that they were more beautiful and more beautiful than the legendary ones. However, although this flower is beautiful, the place where it blooms is difficult for ordinary people to reach, so it is considered destined to be able to see them.

Although he was surprised, no one spoke, but his whole body and mind were on Liu Su's hands. When his slender fingers brushed by, Manzhu Shahua floated on the basin and reflected in the center of the water, like a fire phoenix that was about to fly, and a stream of blue smoke came out.

Ye Meitong was a little surprised by Liu Su's approach. This way of storing the soul was very mentally consuming. Unexpectedly, he didn't care about Feng Qianxi on the surface, but he could do this for her. He was full of gratitude for Liu Su. But what Ye Meitong didn't know was that Liu Su did this because he could see that Feng Qianxi was very important to these people, otherwise he would not have done such a loss-making business if he was beaten to death.

At this time, fine beads of sweat appeared on Feng Qianxi's forehead. Feng Qiange was a little worried, but Ye Meitong stopped Feng Qiange who wanted to step forward and explained: "That's the two souls in Qianxi's body fighting, and no one wants to admit defeat. You just need to watch quietly."

Because Ye Meitong knows these things, Liu Su asked Ye Meitong to protect his magic before. Since soul-swapping is a very cumbersome process, no one can interrupt it at all, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted. Not only will the caster be greatly damaged, but the caster will also be distracted from the soul.

Ye Meitong explained that Feng Qiange was afraid in his heart. If Ye Meitong didn't stop him, the consequences would be unimaginable. Liu Su, who was originally going smoothly, had a relatively relaxed expression, and Feng Qianxi gradually calmed down. At this time, the Manzhu Shahua floating on the basin became more and more red, like blood splashing on it.

Suddenly, the water in the basin began to sway, like the surging waves in the sea. Manzhu Shahua on it kept shaking. Liu Su's face changed, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes. At this time, Feng Qianxi began to tremble and twitch. Dongfang Yue was familiar with this situation. He still turned from that to a woman. When he thought there would be changes, he returned to normal.

However, Liu Su's doubts deepened. Someone could interfere with his casting spells. Who was it? Suddenly, a cold wind suddenly erupted. Ye Meitong, who was originally calm, realized something was wrong. She looked at Liu Su who could not pull away at all. She knew that he could hear: "Flower Demon, who is interfering?"

It was not surprising that Ye Meitong could detect it, and Liu Su spoke calmly: "Go and get two candles to light it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiaoqian was already holding a pair of giant white candles in her hand, just like the kind of tribute to the dead. Ye Meitong asked uncertainly: "Flower Demon, is a white candle possible?" As she said that, she raised the giant white candle in her hand.

Liu Su looked dark. Could this woman be more reliable? He said speechlessly: "You are still going to take the big red candle and worship the world." It is not difficult to hear the anxiousness in Liu Su's voice. It seems that he can't resist it.

Ye Meitong did not quarrel with him, but took out the candle and lit it, and inserted it in the southeast direction. Feng Qianye was no longer visible at this time, and Ye Meitong didn't care, because she had more important things to complete at this moment, but Ruoti also followed at this moment.

At this time, in the woods in the southeast direction

"Who are you?" A black suit fused in the darkness, and the brazier in front of him flickered on his face, which was originally covered with face. The thick and low voice could not tell the age of this person.

"You are the one who pretends to be a god." At this time, Feng Qianye was like Shura in hell, his cold voice was so cold that it was bone-bone.

"There are gods and ghosts in this world. I advise you to stop meddling in other people's business." At this point, a little upward rose in his low and hoarse voice, and it was obvious that he was very proud of the sayings of ghosts and gods.

"You can't get involved in the sayings of gods and ghosts." Before he finished speaking, Feng Qianye had already arrived in front of the man in black. At this time, the man in black was completely unbelievable, and he could actually break through his guardian. However, with a click, the man in black could no longer think, and the fire in the brazier in front of him suddenly went out.

At the candle, it was blown out by the wind from all directions. After several attempts, Ye Meitong couldn't find anything wrong, or was there any state of continuous ignition and continued ignition. However, for some reason, the surroundings suddenly returned to peace. Ye Meitong was full of doubts about such a strange scene, but he quickly focused his attention on Liu Su's soul and extraditioned the Manzhushahua. Feng Qianxi's face was constantly changing like the increasingly darker color on Manshushahua. In the end, all the flowers turned black, as if they were burned. Feng Qianxi seemed to have taken all his strength at this moment and remained motionless.

Seeing that Liu Su had already held the all-black Manzhu Shahua in his hand, signaling that Feng Qiange could pass, Feng Qiange strode forward and hugged the unconscious Feng Qianxi in his arms. Liu Su stared at the flower, but said to Feng Qiange: "Don't worry, she is fine, and her body will recover after a period of cultivation."

Feng Qiange nodded when he heard it, all the thanks were buried in his heart, and he hugged Feng Qianxi and left the yard. Although the remaining few people were late at night, they were not sleepy at all. Unconsciously, the dark clouds had dissipated, and the bright moonlight illuminated the entire yard.

Ye Meitong approached and saw the black Manzhu Shahua's indescribable doubt, "I don't know either." He took Ye Meitong one step ahead, Liu Su had already expressed Ye Meitong's doubts. It seemed that this matter had to be investigated slowly.

In the woods in the southeast direction, Feng Qianye was hiding in the darkness at this moment. His cold voice was not like what had always appeared in front of everyone. "Come out." I don't know who he was talking to in the darkness.
Chapter completed!