This is an anti-theft seal. Little angel. If you see me, it means that your purchase ratio is insufficient.

Once outsiders are gone, Shen Gurong will reveal his true colors, and he is too lazy to feel like he has no bones.

He untied his blue shirt and robe, glanced at the very simple arrangement of Fan Jiang in the center, and threw his clothes on the bamboo couch.

"I really want to go home."

Chen Gurong murmured in a low voice, lying on the couch depressedly, rolling several times on the couch by the window like a lazy cat, and the ice silk on his eyes rolled a little loose.

He passed the people and things he met today in his mind, finally sighed softly, and completely accepted the fact that he would not return home easily.

Chen Gurong stared at the bamboo chi hanging by the window and thought happily: "This book is quite fun."

Although Chen Fengxue had already offended the little protagonist completely, it was not a matter of death. If you use your brain a little, there is still room for maneuver.

He was nervous all day long, and when he relaxed, he fell into a deep sleep within a moment.

The yard was filled with mist and flowers. A round bird spread its wings and flew on the window frame, tilting its head to stare at Chen Gurong.

Dawn breaks in the sky, and the east light is coming.

The birds on the window frame spread their wings and flew out of the crimson house.

The three morning classes at Liren Peak start from Chen hour. The disciples are flocking in groups of three or five, and they go to Zhibai Hall in Changying Mountain to take morning classes from the suspension bridge connected by the three peaks.

The black fog that slowly climbed up the mountain steps for a whole night, and finally climbed to the middle of the mountainside of Lirenfeng Changying Mountain before dawn.

It lay on the spot and struggled for a long time before it struggled to turn into an illusory human form. There was a black line at its fingertips floating forward as if it was blown by the wind.

The plague ghost was chased from Youzhou to Liren Peak by the group of killing evil spirits. The vital energy was severely damaged by magic weapons halfway through. Yesterday, it could no longer maintain its spiritual power. Fortunately, it ran away in time and fled into the deep mountains dizzyly.

It staggered forward weakly following the black line.

Just take over the body...

Even if it is a mortal, it will definitely be able to accumulate energy and reshape the spiritual body.

It moved for a long time with its last wings, and finally opened up the bushes of trees before its spiritual power collapsed.

On the bluestone floor in front of Zhibai Hall in Changying Mountain, a group of disciples wearing colorful clothes were sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed, and an illusory talisman floated around their eyebrows, as if they were practicing.

The epidemic ghost was stunned. Isn’t this mountain without any spiritual power? Why are there still disciples practicing?

It was stunned. If it were an ordinary mortal, it could easily take over the body, but if it were someone with spiritual power, it would be shattered by spiritual power if it could not take over the body.

Epidemic ghost: "..."

It's been a night of slept.

Before it could think too much, the disciple in the lead suddenly opened his eyes quietly and looked straight towards the direction of the epidemic ghost.

Epidemic ghost: "..."

The epidemic ghost suddenly sweated coldly, turned into a black mist as big as a palm curled up in the grass, not daring to move.

Because Li Suo opened his eyes halfway through, the meditation talisman between his eyebrows suddenly exploded and disappeared.

Li Suo did not alarm the others. He snatched his toes and flew toward the black fog three steps.

Yu Xinghe, who was practicing calligraphy by the window of Zhibai Hall, stared at Li Suo, raised his hand and poked Mu Zhe, and whispered: "Senior Brother Li Suo's meditation talisman is blowing up again. Will he be scolded by the head teacher again in this class?"

Mu Zhu copied the meditation sutra without looking sideways, and said warmly: "Practice your words."

Yu Xinghe had candied fruit in his mouth, and his voice was vague: "But look, he is so big, he is still poking an ant."

Mu Ei looked up and saw Li Suo, who was wearing a yellow shirt, squatting there, holding a small piece of dead branches in his hand, gently poking a small ball of black thing on the ground.

A gust of wind blew, Mu Zhesai saw a smear of ashes on the Jingxin Sutra, raised his little hand and accidentally saw a black thread floating slightly on his little finger.

He was stunned and looked closely and the black line disappeared instantly.

Raise your hand again, and the dust disappears.

He was slightly stunned, and turned his palms back and forth and looked at them for a long time but could not see a trace of dust.

Yu Xinghe bit his pen: "What's wrong?"

Mu Zhe shook his head and was about to speak when he heard a shocking sound coming from not far away.

Everyone was trembling, and the disciples who were practicing the meditation talisman were disturbed by the sound of this sound, and the talismans in front of them were blowing up one after another.

"What's wrong, what's wrong? This is?"

"The earth moved?!"

“…”

Li Suo squatted not far away, and there was an empty hole in front of him, and black smoke was rising quietly.

He turned around and smiled at his panicked junior brothers: "Don't panic."

The junior brothers surrounded him and asked curiously: "Senior brother, what is that?"

Li Suo fanned the fan with a fan, squinted his eyes and said, "It's nothing, I just found that the group of plague ghosts who were chasing evil spirits yesterday were apart."

As soon as the word "epidemic ghost" was spoken out, the younger disciple was startled and hurriedly retreated.

The library in Liren Peak once recorded what happened a hundred years ago. A city with thousands of people was slaughtered by a ghost cultivator who took over the body, shocking the three realms.

Since then, everyone has shouted and beaten.

Li Suo stretched his waist and comforted his junior brother softly: "Don't be afraid, it has been wiped out. Besides, there is a bounded spiritual monument on Li Ren Peak, and ordinary ghost cultivators will not come in easily."

At this moment, Xi Guxing came in a mysterious suit and held a sword, and said coldly: "Do you want to rebel?!"

Everyone was startled and quickly lowered their heads and looked like quails.

"The head teacher Chen'an."

Xi Guxing looked at the culprit: "Li Suo, why are you messing around with them?"

Li Suo said: "Master, wise, we are not lazy. Just now, a plague ghost broke into Liren Peak. Because he didn't have time to ask you, he rashly took action to subdue him. I hope Master will observe clearly!"

Xi Guxing didn't believe in his apprentice's clever mouth that was inverted by black and white. He coldly investigated the surroundings and found the residual aura of the zombie ghost, and his face looked better.

I originally thought it was a ghost cultivator who had only a strong cultivation level, but I didn't expect that I could not even enter the realm spirit monument of Li Ren Peak.

Sao saw Xi Guxing's face cleared slightly, and Li Suo quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

But unexpectedly, Xi Guxing glanced at him coldly and said, "I'll take a look at the meditation tale."

Li Suo was stunned, then he timidly stretched out his palm, revealing a broken illusion talisman inside.

Xi Guxing sneered: "What time has this been?"

Li Suo was silent: "Six, six times."

After he finished speaking, he felt the dissatisfaction of his master, so he directly knelt down with his robe, and the disciples behind him also knelt down.

Xi Guxing's eyes were full of coldness: "Since you think I'm too gentle, next time I will let Shen Fengxue teach you this quiet class."

As soon as the name "Shen Fengxue" was spoken, all the disciples and Li Suo's face turned pale.

Li Suo's sick face turned paler: "Master, my disciple knows that he is wrong..."

Xi Guxing saw that Chen Fengxue could shock them, and no matter how everyone was as if they were lost, he left with his sleeves.

Li Suo trembled and said, "Senior Brother... Senior Brother wants to betray his master, who can accompany me?"

Disciples: "..."

It's over, my senior brother was frightened silly.

***

Perhaps because Chen Gu Rong looked at Chen Fengxue too many times, Chen Fengxue's eyes were covered with ice silk and Chen Fengxue fell into Chen Gu Rong's dream.

Chen Fengxue stood in the vast snow, and the ice silk covered with his eyes slowly overflowed with some red marks, as if they were two blood and tears.

He stood in the wind and snow in a thin blue shirt, slowly stretching out his hand towards Chen Gurong.

Chen Gurong looked at him blankly, instinctively trying to grab his hand.

Chen Fengxue's voice seemed to be dissipated by the wind and snow.

"We must save him..."

"Chen Gurong...save him."

"Fengxue..."

Chen Gurong staggered towards him, and a gust of wind suddenly blew and snow.

After the wind dissipated, Chen Fengxue's figure had disappeared into the wind and snow.

Chen Gurong suddenly opened his eyes and was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses.

He stood up exhausted and realized that his face was covered with water marks.

Chen Gurong lifted his sleeves and wiped his face without any hesitation, muttering, "Save him, why are you crying?"

Originally, he was still hesitating about the reason why he came here. As soon as he did this dream, he was sure - to stop Yu Xinghe from becoming a demon, and he could go home.

The rising sun was warm, and Chen Gurong wiped away the tears, and then realized that the ice floral on his eyes had been thrown away.
To be continued...