Yan Lingyu looked at He San with guilt and regret in his eyes, and did not believe what he said.
They all come from aristocratic families, and it is already extraordinary that three out of ten sentences from the mouths of the children of aristocratic families are true.
According to what He San said, the He family should be the presence of the Tu Emperor in Yucheng. It is reasonable for him to hold a flowing banquet when getting married, but there are still several things that are unreasonable.
Why didn't he find any medicine in the drink?
Even if he couldn't find it, why didn't his elders find it either?
Also, why do the resentful spirits outside not dare to approach He Mansion?
These questions made Yan Lingyu less and less convinced of He San's words, but he didn't show any signs of it.
Song Yizhi turned the purple umbrella in his hand, and the wisteria flowers hanging down from the umbrella swayed with the rotation.
Looking at He San who was immersed in grief, anger and regret, Song Yizhi curled his lips and asked, "But is this really the story?"
Yan Lingyu narrowed his eyes, not surprised.
He San came back to his senses and stared at Song Yizhi with his blood-red eyes. He asked with a surprised look on his face, "What do you mean by this girl?"
Song Yizhi smiled and said nothing.
He San seemed to understand what Song Yizhi meant. He turned cold and said in a bad tone, "Girl, do you think I'm deceiving you?"
"Otherwise?" Song Yizhi said it bluntly.
Looking at He San, whose eyes were getting bloodier and more ready to get angry, Yan Lingyu's tall and tall body directly blocked Song Yizhi, but the words in his mouth were extraordinarily calm, "Master He, please don't be upset, I have a few questions to think about.
ask."
Before He San could say anything, Song Yizhi said, "Stop asking and do it."
Yan Lingyu choked for a moment, and then the fan in his hand flew out.
He San raised his hand, and the folding fan that Yan Lingyu flew out was blocked from entering again, and then it turned back and flew back.
Yan Lingyu raised his hand to neutralize the force of the fan, and then rushed forward to fight with He San.
Song Yizhi, who was "delicate and frail", held an umbrella and backed away quickly to avoid being affected by the two people.
He San was unfathomable, but in the end he was just a resentful spirit. He was unable to do anything to Yan Lingyu for a while.
Relying on the fighting experience accumulated in two lifetimes, Yan Lingyu gradually became able to compete with He.
Song Yizhi looked at it for a moment, then she moved her hand and a bead was flicked out by her.
The porcelain white beads sank into He San's body, making a sizzling sound accompanied by a few streams of white smoke.
He San's face instantly became twisted and ferocious, and his almost solid body began to become illusive.
When Yan Lingyu saw this, the folding fan in his hand flew out, seriously injuring He San and almost scattering his soul.
Song Yizhi said, "Don't kill him, it's useful."
Yan Lingyu waved his hand, and his spiritual power bound He San like a rope.
Song Yizhi looked at the tied soul floating in mid-air, walked up slowly and handed the purple umbrella to Yan Lingyu.
Yan Lingyu took the Ziyu umbrella and then tilted the umbrella towards Song Yizhi.
Song Yizhi took out the formation disk and threw it out with her hand.
The formation disk enveloped He San, and He San disappeared instantly.
Yan Lingyu said in surprise, "Array within array?"
"That's right." Song Yizhi clasped his hands together, "I hope it will succeed."
Yan Lingyu's mind turned and combined with Song Yizhi's attitude and reaction, he guessed, "He San is the formation eye?"
Song Yizhi responded.
"Who would have imagined this?" Yan Lingyu sighed, "He San is actually the eye of the formation. Also, what is the original story?"
Song Yizhi said, "What do you think?"
"No guessing." Yan Lingyu did not cooperate at all.
"If He San dies, those resentful spirits will riot and come here crazily," Song Yizhi said.
"..." Yan Lingyu glared at Song Yizhi, "I didn't tell you earlier!"
Song Yizhi said with a smile, "It's not a big problem. You just need to give me a minute or two. This time is enough for me to break the formation."
No matter what, Yan Lingyu could not leave Song Yizhi alone. He muttered a few words and agreed, "Don't be brave. If it doesn't work, I will break the formation."
If something happens to the formation, it shouldn't be difficult to break the formation.
Song Yizhi responded, "If I can't do it, I'll call you."
After receiving Song Yizhi's promise, Yan Lingyu felt relieved and turned his fan in a circle.
Suddenly, the formation disk shrank, and the porcelain-white beads fell to the ground and rolled to Song Yizhi's feet.
Before Song Yizhi could bend down to pick up the beads, frantic resentful spirits poured in from all directions.
The fan in Yan Lingyu's hand flew out and spun around before returning to his hand, and the resentful spirits rushing at the front dispersed.
Yanlingyu took Song Yizhi as the center and surrounded Song Yizhi to kill the resentful spirits that rushed up.
The sky was darkened by the rioting resentful spirits. Only resentful spirits were seen in the surrounding area. Yan Lingyu tensed up and did not dare to relax.
Song Yizhi picked up the beads and closed her eyes. She used the remaining breath on the beads to capture the formation.
Blood-colored filaments, as densely intertwined as spider webs, outlined the Blood Prison Formation. After a while, Song Yizhi captured the entire Blood Prison Formation.
"Click——"
The sound of shattering sounded from inside to outside.
Seeing the resentful spirits attacking more and more crazily, Yan Lingyu found it difficult to do so.
"Crack, click, click..." The sound of shattering became faster and faster, a ray of skylight shone in from the crack, and then there was a loud noise, "Boom!"
The bloody formation shattered, and the scenery within the formation appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
The huge old fish city site slowly rose into the air.
The blood prison formation was broken, and Tu Yaoyao was instantly counterattacked, and she spat out a large mouthful of blood.
Before Tu Yao could react, a sword broke through the air directly through her body.
The sword energy that almost condensed into a solid body pinned Tu Yaoyao to the ground.
Ye Mo raised his hand, and powerful force flew out, killing those demon cultivators in an instant.
"This is...Fish City?!" Elder Qingya recognized the two words that were almost blurred on the city gate, and she gasped instantly.
Looking at the dusty "cloud" above Yucheng, the second elder said in a deep voice, "Buddha Cultivator! Find Buddha Cultivator!"
Those are all resentful spirits!
Once the blood prison formation is broken, the resentful spirits in the formation will only become violent without suppression.
Rong Yueyuan reacted very quickly. Before Elder Qingya finished speaking, he had already teleported into the air, and then a barrier directly enveloped Yucheng to prevent the resentful spirits inside from escaping.
The next second, he followed Wen Xue and teleported to He Mansion.
"boom--"
The He Mansion filled with resentful spirits was instantly razed to the ground, and the resentful spirits were torn apart by the light of the sword.
Yan Lingyu looked at the resentful spirits coming one after another, and for a moment he didn't know whether the blood prison array was broken or not.
Song Yizhi heard the noise and opened his eyes. When he saw Rong Yueyuan appearing here, he knew that the blood prison formation was broken.
She took out the Soul Crossing Song and walked towards Rong Yueyuan, "Fifth Elder, you came at the right time, come on."
Rong Yueyuan looked down at the shabby book in his hand and read out the words on the cover, "Soul Crossing Song?"
Song Yizhi nodded, and said, "Learn quickly, I believe you can play the soul-crossing song!"
Hearing this, Rong Yueyuan knew that Song Yizhi could not play the soul-crossing song.
He raised his hand to build a barrier, then lowered his eyes to read the ancient book in his hand.
Rong Yueyuan had to be careful while flipping through this shabby book that could fall apart at any time.
However, this soul-crossing song was really hard and difficult to understand. Rong Yueyuan had to memorize and understand it while reading it, which caused him to read it very slowly.
Yan Lingyu looked at the resentful spirit that had rushed to the barrier and was scratching the barrier frantically. He wanted to urge the fifth elder but didn't dare.