God lures him to attack

The scorching liquid fell on Qiansha's face from nowhere, and he was pulled back to his senses by the scorching liquid.

Raising his hand to wipe it away, it was a drop of blood, and then, the cracked gossip mirror condensed again, the cracks on the surface disappeared, and Hu Moxi's cry came.

"Hands hurt, it hurts to death." Hu Moxi was grabbed by Xiaotian and Gan Ze, cut her finger, and dripped blood on Qiansha's face in the coffin.

"Mo Xi!" Qian Sha regained his senses all of a sudden, and just as he regained his senses, Granny Meng, who was leading the way, stopped in her tracks.

"The past is like smoke and dreams, why worry too much?" Po Meng sighed, turned around slowly, and looked at Qiansha.

"You are not Meng Po, who are you?" The face of Meng Po that she saw back then appeared in Qian Sha's memory, it was by no means the face she saw now.

"I'm here to ask for your life." The fake Meng Po raised the corners of her lips, revealing a weird smile.She picked up the Mengpo soup in her hand and sprinkled it in Qiansha's direction.

Qian Sha turned sideways, and white smoke billowed from the place where the clear soup had been sprinkled.

"Who are you? Why are you hostile to me?" Qian Sha frowned and took a few steps back. He wanted to draw out the God Killing Sword to deal with the fake Meng Po in front of him, but as soon as his hand touched the knife, it was covered in flames. Burning from the scorching heat, I instinctively let go.

"What's going on? Can't God Killing Sword be used by him here?" Qian Sha was puzzled in his heart, but he didn't show it.

"Back to the underworld, you are Hanba. This god-killing knife was originally tailor-made to kill you. Do you think you can use it against me?" The fake Meng Po laughed, and many red strings appeared in her hand , Those red ropes are the same as those used by Gan Ze, densely entangled into a net, wriggling towards Qiansha.

"Oops, that fake Meng Po is going to occupy Qiansha's body through the connection of the red rope." Gan Ze couldn't help being startled when he saw the picture displayed in the gossip mirror.

"What do you mean?" Xiaotian didn't understand what it meant, and asked.

"Although I don't know the identity of that fake Meng Po, she seems to know the forbidden technique of our Gan family. This is a soul replacement technique. When two souls are in the underworld, they can return to the physical body through the same connection. But those who can't come back will be left in the underworld." Gan Ze explained while tying a red rope to Qian Shajia, "Qiansha can't use the God Killing Sword in the underworld, so once an enemy appears, it is very dangerous."

"Then what should we do now?" Xiaotian found a band-aid and put it on Hu Moxi, then stuffed him with a candy and threw it on the sofa to sit.

"Stop the ceremony, first bring Qiansha's soul back, and then make plans." Gan Ze already had a countermeasure, but his countermeasures couldn't keep up with the changes.

The red ropes he had tied up were broken, and the gossip mirror that displayed the picture was no longer there.

It seems that within a minute, even the coffin will be shattered by the power from the underworld, for the first crack to appear.

"Oops, the strength of the opponent is above ours, and Qiansha is afraid that it will be a disaster." Gan Ze took a breath, and began to suspect that the man behind the scenes might have nothing to do with the coffin shop, and there must be someone else.The owner of a mere coffin shop would not have such profound knowledge.

"Is the situation very bad?" Xiaotian also frowned, not knowing how to deal with what happened now.

Gan Ze turned his head and looked at the time. It was three o'clock in the morning and there were still two hours before dawn. They had little time left. If Qiansha's soul didn't come back before five o'clock, he would be in serious trouble. state until death.

"I don't think Qiansha can bring back Hu Moxi's soul. The only way now is..." When Gan Ze said this, his eyes fell on Hu Moxi who was sitting on the side eating candy. Send the soul to the underworld to see if there is a glimmer of life."

"No, it's too dangerous, I won't allow it." Qiansha's voice came from the gossip mirror, and he seemed to be able to hear the conversation on the other side of the mirror, and he himself was restrained by the red rope, making it difficult to move.

The person who controls the red rope is showing a strange smile. The energy of his body spreads to Qiansha along the red rope. He is gradually controlling Qiansha, and he drills into the unbroken mirror, and enters Qiansha's physical body through that medium.

Gan Ze and Xiaotian saw Qiansha in the coffin showing signs of activity, and their eyes changed.

"I don't have time to think. Use the red rope to trap Mo Xi and pull him over here. Qiansha's body will be occupied." Gan Ze frowned, and jumped into the coffin nimbly, using his knees to hold Qiansha's moving body hand, biting his finger to let his own blood drip into Qiansha's brow.

The blood formed a little red cinnabar on Qiansha's eyebrows, and the body that had moved a bit gradually returned to tranquility.

A trace of the fake Meng Po's soul was forced to retreat, and retreated from the gossip mirror that was about to shatter.

Xiaotian tied the red rope to Hu Moxi's hands, tied his hands with Qiansha's, and Gan Ze pointed the bitten finger between Hu Moxi's eyebrows.Hu Moxi's eyelids slowly dropped, her body softened, and Xiaotian supported her.

"Are you strong enough to carry him in?" Gan Ze asked knowingly, but Xiaotian was speechless.

"It's good to be able to support it." Xiaotian tried his best to support Hu Moxi, making sure that his hands could touch Qiansha's.

"Then you hold on and hold on." Gan Ze couldn't escape, so he had to let Xiaotian ask for blessings.

Gan Ze twirled the connected red rope with his bleeding fingers, soaking the red rope with blood from the beginning to the end.

Xiaotian looked at his wave of operations, and seemed to feel pain in his flesh.

A wisp of Hu Moxi's soul entered Qiansha's consciousness along the red rope, and was bound to his soul.

Qiansha in the underworld suddenly saw a ray of light seeping out from the gossip mirror, turning into a ray of dark fire.

"Mo Xi!" Qian Sha wanted to grab that strand of soul, but that strand of soul ran away in another direction.

"Want to run?" The fake Meng Po frowned, and reached out to grab the wisp of soul.

Qian Sha frowned, released all her strength and broke free from the red rope that bound her, reached out and grabbed the fake Meng Po's wrist, preventing her from touching Hu Moxi's soul.

The two fought with bare hands on the spot, and the wisp of soul floated away by itself, and no one knew where it went.

"The souls of both of you have returned to the underworld, so I will accept your bodies." The fake Meng Po smiled sinisterly, and then threw a few darts in the direction of Qiansha, which really belonged to the Gan family. Unique darts, specially used to suppress evil spirits, with spells engraved on them.

Qian Sha didn't have time to flicker, and let a dart pass through his shoulder blade.

There is no blood, because he is only a soul body now, but even so, he can clearly feel the pain, which is the state where the soul is about to be broken up.

He staggered a few steps back, the injured part was glowing white, and he tightly covered it with his hands.

The fake Meng Po in front of him not only knows magic spells, but also knows their background very well. He should be a descendant of the Gan family, but Qian Sha has no way of knowing who it is.

"Who the hell are you? What is your purpose?" Qian Sha took a step back. Although he has recovered the form of Hanba, the power in his body is restricted in the underworld, and he cannot use the power of the God of Dryness. Now he Just ordinary wandering souls, wandering in the underworld.