Young Sovereign, he wants to die every day

"mother--"

There was another call, and almost everyone didn't notice it.

Yan Xubai even thought that he was hallucinating again.But when the second call sounded, the rotten corpse who had been suppressed by the painting god suddenly became angry again.

Those who tried to escape, those who were bitten by the painting god's sharp teeth, or those who were unable to move after being trampled on the ground, all roared and clamored again as if they were reborn.

The surrounding resentment quickly condensed into a ball and continued to stick to the rotting corpse.

"mother."

This is the third sound, Yan Xubai is sure that he heard it right.I hurried to find Fu Guilan, and said eagerly: "It seems that there are still children in the cemetery."

"Children?" Fu Guilan couldn't believe it. In such a place, there were rotting corpses and resentment everywhere.

At this time, Pei Junchen, who was already alone on the other side of the cemetery, was still struggling to kill.

"What's going on, these monsters are crazy again?" Pei Junchen just stabbed the carrion with its head off with a sword, and now it stood up again, without a head, but its claws were still waving in the air.

The range of the attack is wider.

Pei Junchen's sword was full of spiritual energy, and a qi blade was thrown out. Although the rotten corpse was not hit, it destroyed a grave behind.

The smoke and dust settled slightly, and Pei Junchen was surprised to find that Yan Xubai, who had been staying with Fu Guilan before, was actually fighting with the rotting corpse by himself, not far from him.

What was even more surprising was that he was holding a child in his arms.

child?

Where did this come from.

But at this time, there wasn't much time for Pei Junchen to think about it, because right behind Yan Xubai, a rotting corpse that had just been filled with resentment was rushing towards Yan Xubai's back at the speed of leaving the string.

"careful!"

Pei Junchen raised a sword in his hand, and the sword energy flew across, hitting the rotting corpse hard on the back.

The rotting corpse just stopped for a while, looked back at the direction the air blade was going out, then ignored it, and rushed towards Yan Xubai again.

But Yan Xubai couldn't see, didn't know how dangerous the surroundings were, the child in his arms lay on his shoulders, as if he had passed out.

He could only keep swinging his sword and releasing his air blade so that the rotting corpses would not dare to get close.

Another wave of attacks.

This time Pei Junchen didn't say a word, he directly rushed forward, raised his hand with a sword, and hit himself with a shoulder and elbow, the rotten corpse took two blows, and flew away alive for several times.

"Where's Fu Guilan? Why did he leave you here alone?" Pei Junchen got up quickly, and saw that Yan Xubai seemed to be unharmed.

"Sir, go to the west side of the cemetery to look for the child." Yan Xubai carried the child to the other side, and took the sword in another hand, "Mr. Pei, thank you for saving me."

"I'll take you to find Fu Guilan." Pei Junchen didn't say any more, and stepped forward to split the carrion all the way.

But just these dozen or so rotting corpses, it seemed like they couldn't kill them all. They were smashed on one side and revived after absorbing resentment on the other side.

A steady stream.

In the cemetery, the dojo disciples and the painting gods are fighting these monsters together.

Pei Junchen and Yan Xubai walked through the crowd, and soon saw Fu Guilan's figure on the west side of the cemetery.

"Mom." The child on the shoulder called out again.

"Who is he?" Pei Junchen asked.

"Qi Lian."

Pei Junchen was startled, "Why did he come here? Shouldn't he be sent back to Qi Mansion by the neighbors at this time?"

Yan Xubai shook his head and continued walking: "I don't know."

He didn't listen to Yan Xubai's answer, because Pei Junchen saw the person he was looking for.

"Fu Guilan, I brought Mr. Yan here, don't let him run around by himself anymore. What kind of place is this? You still bully him as a blind man." Pei Junchen walked behind Fu Guilan and patted him on the shoulder .

but…

Nothing was photographed, Pei Junchen's hand passed through the bright yellow Luozhaoshan teaching clothes, and the photograph was empty, and he even almost fell.

"Fu Guilan, what are you hiding?" Pei Junchen turned around and asked.

"Thank you two sons for sending Lian'er here." A dignified and friendly voice came.

Yan Xubai only felt a bone-piercing cold air invade his body, and then Qi Lian on his shoulder was carried away.

"Who are you? You are not a Taoist disciple." Pei Junchen looked at the woman in front of him. She was dressed in white and wore plain flowers on her head. This was a dress in linen and mourning.

Qi Lian in her arms will not be sleepy at all, with a smile on her face, shouting "Mother, mother, mother", as if she can only shout this one word.

"Young Madam Qi." Yan Xubai put away the sword in his hand, put one hand behind his back, and saluted the woman.

Hearing this address, Pei Junchen opened his mouth in shock, "Aren't you dead? Are you a human or a ghost? Where's Qi Changyi? Isn't he dead too?"

A series of questions were asked, but the woman over there didn't intend to talk to him at all, she hugged Qi Lian and turned around to leave.

"You'd better leave Qi Lian behind." Yan Xubai said in a deep voice, Wuyou who had just extinguished his sword qi, would overflow with spiritual energy, and it would be between him and Zhou Sui.

"Unexpectedly, Mr. Yan is also a meddlesome person." Zhou Sui had no expression on his face, his tone was cold, and he no longer had the previous kindness. Judgment'."

Yan Xubai said: "Qi's luck is about to run out, even if it wasn't for this tomb robber, it would be exhausted within two or three years."

Zhou Sui couldn't help laughing out loud after hearing this: "I heard a few years ago that the eldest grandson of the Yan family, the son of Yan Xu and Bai Yan, is a rare genius. He has achieved great skills at a young age, and he has the ability to make false assertions. He is more talented than his father and grandfather, but he seldom shows up in the Taoist sect. I never thought that today I, a mere casual cultivator, would be able to see my talent and get his assertion."

Qi Lian, who was lying on his shoulders, was still grunting, and occasionally called "Mother" a few times.

"Since Madam knows that my assertion is not wrong, you should also know that your behavior will not be of any use to the Qi family." The sword in Yan Xubai's hand is awe-inspiring, and even has a little whirlwind, "You should have Into reincarnation, but now you are by his side every day, Qi Lian is still young, you are not afraid of hurting his soul?"

These words seemed to have touched Zhou Sui, but she held Qi Lian's hand even tighter. "Mr. Yan, I advise you and these people to leave early. The grievances and grievances between me and Zhou Sui are not so simple to resolve."

"Ma'am..." Yan Xubai just opened his mouth, ready to continue persuading, but Pei Junchen raised his sword between the two of them and yelled at Yan Xubai: "Why are you so chatty, what can you say to a resentful spirit? Beheaded, just like this group of rotting corpses."

"Wraith?" Zhou Sui suddenly laughed when he heard this word, "Yes, I am a Wraith. Then do you know how I became a Wraith?"

"It's all these goddamn tomb robbers. If it's just stealing graves, it's fine, but why kill people! Qi Lian has no father in such a piss, and these tomb robbers are only fined by the government! How can it be so Let them go! Ordinary people are nothing but ordinary people, how could they be my opponents!"

Yan Xubai felt Zhou Sui's resentment suddenly increased, as if he was about to kill at any moment, raised his hand and pressed Pei Junchen's sword, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Pei, don't provoke her."

Pei Junchen was also frightened by Zhou Sui's current appearance. Although he was still dressed in white and plain flowers, his face was like a blue light and his pupils were like holes in blood.The small cherry mouth that was originally delicate was like drinking blood, and what was even more weird was that the red jade teeth in the mouth had also turned into thick fangs.

This look is really a "ghost look".

"What to do...she's going crazy..." Pei Junchen immediately withdrew his sword and hid behind Yan Xubai, his former appearance of beheading carrion corpses was gone.

Yan Xubai didn't expect that Pei Junchen was so afraid of ghosts, although he was also afraid, but fortunately he couldn't see it here, even if Mrs. Qi's tongue fell to the ground and her eyeballs flew to her forehead, Yan Xubai couldn't see it.

"Mr. Pei, you..." Seeing this appearance, Yan Xubai had no choice but to try to persuade Zhou Sui, but before he could say anything, he felt dull pain in his shoulders, arms, and calves .

Zhou Sui, who was enraged just now, wrapped Qi Lian in the surrounding resentment and floated in the air.And she freed her hand, immediately pinched out the trick, and instantly the dissipated resentment around her gathered into an arrow shape, and shot towards Yan Xubai.

The arrow of resentment that failed to hit Yan Xubai exploded again as soon as it touched the ground, turning into powder.

Yan Xubai stood with his sword in his hand, listened to the movement around him, and tried his best to confirm Zhou Sui's position by the fluctuation of spiritual energy.

But the voices that came were still the sounds of the disciples fighting with the rotting corpses, and the whistling of resentment floating around Zhou Sui.

Judging from this posture, it seems that there will be a bigger "rain of arrows" soon.

The fight just now was quite noisy, why none of the disciples paid attention to this side, even Qing Shenye, who was always the most sensitive to the abnormalities around him, didn't perceive it, it was strange.

"Mr. Pei, please take a look around. Is it true that no disciple has noticed our side?" Yan Xubai turned sideways and asked Pei Junchen who was behind him.

Pei Junchen covered his eyes, looked around through his fingers, and said, "No, they all fight their own way."

As soon as the words fell, hundreds of arrows of resentment fell towards Yan Xubai and Pei Junchen.After taking a few arrows in pain, Yan Xubai quickly opened a barrier to cover the two of them.

The remaining arrows of resentment fell outside the barrier, although they couldn't hurt Yan Xubai and the others, they did hurt the barrier.

The resentment around them continued to swell, such an oppressive atmosphere of resentment, the two of them, blind and terrified of ghosts, were no match for them.

Yan Xubai could only do his best to keep the barrier around his body intact.

"What should I do? I'm afraid I don't want to explain here." Pei Junchen wailed, and there was another rain of arrows while speaking, which was heavier than the previous two.

Just when the two were at a loss and were waiting for the fourth wave of attacks.

There was a sound of beasts, followed by an overwhelming aura of spiritual energy, which violently dispersed the surrounding resentment.

"Young Master Yan."

Yan Xubai smelled the scent of Albizia Julibrissin again on the tip of his nose, and knew it was Fu Guilan, and the aura that filled the sky just now must be the God of Painting.

"Sir." Yan Xubai raised his hand, and sure enough, he touched the familiar fabric again, so he held the sleeve, not loosening it.

The resentment that has been dispersed can no longer be used by Zhou Sui, and she is about to run away with Qi Lian.Qing Chenye threw his halberd, and it went straight through Zhou Sui's body.

"You guys! You meddling people!" Zhou Sui neighed, if the Wraith still had a human form, it would have fangs and a face like Shura.But it didn't take long for her to scream, and from the place where she was injured by the halberd just now, streaks of golden light spread.

In an unlucky moment, Zhou Sui turned into green smoke.

"That's... gone?" Pei Junchen still couldn't believe it, the thing that scared him so much just now disappeared all of a sudden?

Qing Chenye walked over, pulled out the long halberd from the ground, and said to him: "The "Tai Shang Jing" was engraved on Bi Yue, and it is the most effective to deal with this kind of resentful spirit."

After Zhou Sui was eradicated, Qi Lian, who was originally wrapped in resentment, also slowly fell from the sky. Qing Shenye jumped up and picked up the child, but Qi Lian actually closed his eyes and started crying.

Looking at Fu Guilan, Pei Junchen and Yan Xubai, Qing Shenye handed the child to Yan Xubai.

Yan Xubai couldn't see, suddenly a child was stuffed in his arms, he was really caught off guard, that child was crying!

Holding it in his arms was like holding a cat, Yan Xubai stretched out his hand to touch Qi Lian's chin, but after a while, the crying became quieter.

Fu Guilan saw that Yan Xubai was safe and sound, and the disciples not far away were busy cleaning up the mess, and said, "I'll go and see if the rotting corpses around have been counted." After finishing speaking, he walked to the west of the cemetery.Yan Xubai was holding the child, he didn't hear Qing Chenye or Pei Junchen's voice, he was at a loss for a moment and thought that everyone had left, so he quickly called out "Sir, wait for me" and hurriedly chased after him.

"Why didn't you find me and Mr. Yan for a long time?" Looking at the two people who had gone away, Pei Junchen patted the dirt on his body, chanting a cleansing mantra, and his clothes were much cleaner after a while.He glanced up at the painting god who was sleeping next to him, and said disdainfully, "You guys beat the rotten corpse to death with this stupid thing?"

Qing Shen Ye said: "You are still stubborn, and you still don't say that you envy Fu Guilan? If it weren't for it, how could you find you from the 'ghost hitting the wall'. We are all over here, and we started to count the corpses of the tomb robbers, but found Not to you and Mr. Yan."

"Huh? 'Ghost hitting the wall'?"

"Yes."

Pei Junchen didn't want to mention ghosts, so he coughed twice and said: "What kind of painting god, don't practice the proper and serious skills, but insist on practicing his father's routine. If something goes wrong, I won't bother to take care of him. First Let's attack this evil cultivator!"

Qing Shenye said: "You can't say a few words less, if Gui Lan hears it, you will have to fight again."

Pei Junchen drew out the accompanying sword, gestured in front of Qing Chenye and said: "Hit it, I'm afraid he won't succeed? Anyway, nothing is as powerful as the magic weapon made by my family. Look at this Xuanqing Zhengyang sword, who wouldn't want it?" Want? And the God-sleeping lock for the bundle of rotting corpses, didn’t I give it to you?”

Qing Shenye shook his head, "Yes, yes, your magic weapon is the best."

On the other side of the cemetery, the disciples were counting the number of rotting corpses and locking them with the god lock.The disciples didn't dare to be negligent. Of course, the sooner the matter of suppressing evil spirits is dealt with, the better.

Fu Guilan saw that the disciples were still serious, so she didn't intend to continue to take care of this side, after all, there were still some things to deal with.

"This child, I'll send it to Qi's mansion later." Fu Guilan groped in his sleeve for a while to find the triangular yellow talisman, took Qi Lian who was sleeping in Yan Xubai's arms, and cast a concentration spell on his forehead , only to hang the yellow talisman.

Yan Xubai nodded: "Mr. Thank you."

"As for this cemetery...it's not easy to deal with."

"Sir, I'm afraid the cemetery still needs to find someone to come and see it..."

The two were discussing the repair of the tomb, but there was a commotion on the disciple's side, and then Qing Chenye's voice came: "Pei Junchen, are you okay! Speak up! Pei Junchen!"

Attracted by the noise, Fu Guilan turned around and found that the painting god who was still sleeping in the corner just now was confronting Qing Chenye with Qing Chenye's Biyue halberd in his mouth.Qing Chenye was pinching the sword formula with his left hand, while his right hand was tightly grasping the body of the halberd, and the aura in his palm flowed along the body of the halberd to the tip of the halberd.

Behind Qing Chenye is Pei Junchen who has passed out, lying in the arms of a dojo disciple. It seems that he is not injured, but the blood flowing from Pei Junchen's back has formed a small puddle under him.

Yan Xubai smelled a strong smell of blood, his heart trembled, and the dragon-patterned necklace on his neck lit up again.

Fu Guilan quickly rushed to Qing Chenye's side, raised his hand and recited the formula, and the painting god instantly turned into spiritual energy and disappeared without a trace.

A disciple at the side was stupefied, sitting on the ground, muttering: "Mr. Pei, Mr. Pei, I didn't mean it."