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Chapter 822

"Sister Yan'er, you and Sister Qingcheng should go to Mo's house first. I've finished handling Fifth Sister's affairs and will rush there as soon as possible. By the way, you guys should bring Wangcai with you."

Although it is said that there is an extremely terrifying soul hidden in Ye Qingcheng's body, it is not stable, so Lu Yun still feels that it is safer to let Wangcai follow them.

Even though Wangcai is just a cat, his saliva is enough to completely corrode a practitioner at the Golden Core Stage.

Lu Yun felt relieved to have him act as a bodyguard.

But Wangcai was a little unhappy and meowed a few times in protest.

Lu Yun suddenly and mysteriously took out a small bottle from his body, opened the cap and scanned it in front of Wangcai's nose. He immediately saw Wangcai's eyes shining brightly and his mouth watering.

What's in the bottle is naturally Lu Yun's blood.

"As long as you protect my sisters, the benefits will definitely come to you."

Lu Yun capped the bottle and gave it to Liu Yan'er for safekeeping. Wang Cai didn't have any integrity at all, so he immediately rubbed his furry body on Liu Yan'er's legs.

"Haha, little thing, be obedient!"

Liu Yaner picked up Wangcai with satisfaction.

Several experts from the Mo family, as well as Sun Xiaoxue, couldn't help but look surprised when they saw this scene.

Let a cat be a bodyguard?

Crazy!

They couldn't see anything special about this black cat, because from the appearance point of view, Wangcai was not much different from ordinary pet cats.

Several people thought Lu Yun was joking, so they didn't pay attention.

Soon, everyone parted ways.

Ye Qingcheng and Liu Yan'er, escorted by several masters from the Mo family and Sun Xiaoxue, went to Kunlun, while Lu Yun took Chu Yao to the northwest desert area.

At this time, Lu Yun's walking artifact came in handy. The two of them crossed the Dragon Kingdom map diagonally at almost terrifying speed and arrived at the northwest area.

"I sensed the breath of the soul-searching bell!"

Since the soul-searching bell recognized Chu Yao as its master a long time ago, Chu Yao could sense the existence of the soul-searching bell as long as it was within a certain range.

The direction of the induction did not come from that ancient tomb, indicating that Chu Yao's storage bag and the soul-searching bell were indeed picked up by someone.

"Now that I've sensed it, let's start working. From now on, my name is Zhang San, fifth sister's wife, and I will guide you!"

Lu Yun put on the mask very skillfully, and based on the direction information provided by Chu Yao, he kicked his foot, and the two-eight poles instantly turned into flowing shadows and shot out quickly.



Jin family.

A cultivating family with the Poisonous Scorpion King as its totem, although not as good as those cultivating sects in Kunlun, can still be regarded as a dominant overlord in the northwest desert area.

Recently, the Jin family has made a big harvest.

They followed two tomb robbers and found a huge ancient tomb with a large number of magical artifacts buried in it. They all moved them back to Jin's house.

Although the process was a little twisty, they were accidentally poisoned by love flower poison when they entered the cemetery, but the problem was not big. When they came back, they used primitive methods to cure the love flower poison.

Inside the sandcastle.

Jin Dale repeatedly played with a blood-red scimitar, his eyes were obsessed with it, and he couldn't put it down. He kept chanting: "What a knife! What a knife! Haha, such a peerless sword actually fell into my hands. It's really amazing."

good!"

He kept stroking the bloody back of the knife, as if possessed, and refused to put it down for a moment.

This scimitar was one of the many magical instruments taken out from the ancient tomb. When he first saw it, Jin Dale was deeply fascinated by it, as if it was a treasure in the world.

Jin Dale has never been so obsessed with him that he never leaves his body for a moment and even sleeps with him in his arms.

"Dad, this storage bag fell from the little beauty who robbed the tomb. I checked it and there is no ID tag inside."

Just as Jin Dale was stroking the bloody scimitar greedily, a sturdy young man walked in.

His name is Jin Feng.

Jindal's son.

What she was holding in her hand was the storage bag that Chu Yao had dropped.

This type of storage bag is also a magic weapon, and only practitioners or ascetics will use it. Generally speaking, most well-known people will habitually put their identity tags in the storage bag.

When Jin Feng picked up this storage bag, he didn't find Chu Yao's identity tag inside, so naturally he didn't know which sect Chu Yao belonged to.

However, he was certain that Chu Yao was a monk, because there were many things in the storage bag that would only be used by monks.

"I found a bell inside. It looks like a good magic weapon. Unfortunately, the owner has been identified and I don't know how to use it."

Jin Feng took out the soul-searching bell from the storage bag, shook it a few times, and a crisp ringing sound suddenly sounded. Since Jin Feng was not the owner, the soul-searching bell did not exert much power.

But even so, when the bell rang, the bloody scimitar in Jin Dale's hand still emitted a fierce aura, seeming to be extremely repulsive to the bell.

This ferocious aura directly affected Jin Dale's mind. His eyes were instantly covered with bloodshot eyes, and he roared with wide eyes: "Who asked you to shake that bell? Get it out quickly and destroy it.

roll!"

Jin Dale roared loudly while comforting the scimitar in his hand distressedly, as if comforting his most beloved woman.

Jin Feng was stunned for a moment.

I don't know why my father was so irritable today, but he didn't dare to disobey, so I had to put the soul-searching bell back into the storage bag and leave quickly.

In fact, when Chu Yao followed Tian Miaozi to the tomb, she found evil tombs every time. The magical weapons in the tomb were not normal magical weapons, but evil spiritual weapons.

The reason why Jin Dale was lost in his mind was because the bloody scimitar in his hand was an evil weapon.

The soul-searching bell has a restraining effect on evil spirit weapons.
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