Yokai University

Fuwa said anxiously from the side: "Hey, hey, can you two catch up on the past later? Everyone in this village will be sucked away, and the group of mothers and children over there will also be lost!"

The young man glanced at Fuwa, with disdain in his eyes: "When I'm talking, it's your turn to interrupt?" As soon as he finished speaking, Fuwa let out an "ah" and flew back obliquely. He fell to the ground.

The young man turned his head to look at Wei Yan: "Long time no see, you have made some dubious friends."

Fuwa got up from the ground with an "ouch": "I said, what's the matter with you?! Why do you care so much? Do you even care about the friends they make? Are you their father or their mother? ! Definitely the kind of wicked mother-in-law!"

The young man turned his head to look at Fuwa, drew a few strokes in the air, a white light flashed, Wei Yanyun drew an arc in the air, blocked Fuwa, and quickly returned.

Wei Yan's voice was a little cold at the moment, and he said: "Who are you? If you have fragments of the Spirit Chong, hand them over."

The young man smiled: "Is it because I am unfamiliar with spells?"

Wei Yan clenched his left hand tightly by his side, he couldn't stand a person with a Lingchong face saying these words and doing these things.He used an extremely vicious spell on Fuwa just now. Before that, Ling Chong had never used such a thing at all.Don't say whether he can, even if he can, he won't use it to hurt people at all.But...he couldn't do anything, because the other party had the memory of Ling Chong, and it was once a part of him.

The young man continued: "No way. I came here to..." He pointed at the ghost: "Complete my arrangement. Otherwise, wouldn't all this work be in vain?"

In the next moment, he had come to Wei Yan's other side, and whispered into Wei Yan's ear: "Everyone is incomplete, why can he do it, but I can't?"

After finishing speaking, the young man turned around and jumped into the air, clapping his hands.

There was a trembling sound from the earth, the mountain was split from a distance, and the ground seemed to be pierced by an invisible giant blade.The blade was sharp and indifferent, cutting the village in half lightly.Houses collapsed, trees cracked, and from the cracked earth, surging white Yin Qi gathered into a river and surged upward.

The entire village was illuminated in a vast expanse of white light, and the turbulent river of yin qi roared in, overwhelming the sky and trying to swallow a few people.Wei Yan took Zhong Ling's hand, holding Liu Wenchuan and Fuwa up with the cloud halberd, avoiding the scattered white light.

The smell of the river water is right under your feet, but it's not just a damp smell, but also a cloudy smell.The river surged below them, sweeping the entire village away.Countless hands stretched out from the river, densely packed, trying to pull the few people in the air down.

The people in the village looked at the sky dumbly, and Master Quanshan was stunned: "I didn't realize that they were "manipulated" here before! It's not that they don't want to leave, it's that they can't leave at all!"

Fuwa held the cloud halberd tightly, and cursed: "What are you doing here?! After staying for so long, can't you see anything?! How dare you eat the salary from the ghost world!"

"Mom!" Chang Miao's voice was especially clear amidst the roar of the river.

At this time, Zhong Ling suddenly let go of Wei Yan's hand. He clapped his hands in the air, and unexpectedly fished out a few streaks of light from the chasing white light. Using the light as a pen, he drew a few strokes in the air.

Out of those few strokes, a light-like boat was born out of thin air, and the boat turned around and rushed into the village.In an instant, the boat waded around the village and pulled out all the people, ghosts and monsters in sight.There seemed to be a barrier around the hull, and it flew back in the direction of Zhong Ling in a trance.

Halfway through the flight, the ship seemed to have encountered some obstacle and stagnated in the air.And the color of the boat blended with the surrounding white light, making it even thinner.It flickered, as if it was about to disappear.

Gritting his teeth, Zhong Ling saw that the ghosts under the boat were still tugging, as if they were fighting for Chen Weilin's body, and beside him seemed to be Chang Miao's ghost body.

Zhong Ling's movements froze for a moment, and he saw the young man in the air with a slight smile on his lips, looking at Wei Yan and himself with a half-smile.Zhong Ling couldn't be more clear about that look. He had seen Ling Chong countless times in his dreams, and he looked at Wei Yan with this look.

It can be said that they are exactly the same but not necessarily the same, his smile is on the surface, very gentle, but too gentle, not reaching the eyes.

But Zhong Ling couldn't see these.All he saw was the troubled seas, and only the dreams he had in his mind, the sweetness, the doting, and the unexplainable pain in his heart.

He saw that everything was in chaos between the heaven and the earth.Chang Miao was swept up and flew towards Yin Ling, he was powerless to fight back, and the ghost was pulled to pieces.

Zhong Ling lowered his head slowly, and jumped off the cloud halberd which was not that high.

He stretched out his hand to grab it, unexpectedly grabbed Chang Miao in his hand, and threw it to the boat.

"Look, after all these years, why are you still so stupid?" A middle-aged man's voice came from a distance. He stood at a higher place and looked at Zhong Ling quietly.

The earth opened its mouth, and the river roared and rolled up, swallowing Zhong Ling in one gulp.

The last look was Wei Yan's anxious gaze.

The river swirls and climbs up, preventing Wei Yan from rushing down.The white boat was on the verge of falling, the Gu sculpture took shape, picked up Chen Weilin with one claw and threw it onto the boat.He carried the boat on his back and kept away from the Yin Qi river below.

"Ten thousand years ago, because you blocked my good deeds, I became what I am now." The middle-aged man slowly landed in front of Wei Yan, with black yin in his hand, forcing him back : "Now, you just stay here and be good, okay?"

Wei Yan didn't care how he hindered him, the ground was closing, and he just wanted to bring Zhong Ling out before it closed.

Yin Qi became blades, scraping pieces of the ice barrier around Wei Yan's body.Stabbed on the light blue frost and snow, and then penetrated into it.It is invisible smoke and boundless darkness.Here, you can't find any direction, and you don't know where you are, so you can only go down by instinct.

Wei Yan fell down, down.

I can never lose you again.

"Ayan." The man in white came across the air. He walked into the black barrier and looked at Wei Yan with a smile: "Who are you looking for? I'm right here."

Wei Yan's eyes were red, he didn't even look at the man in white, he just went to look for Zhong Ling.

"Where does he recognize you?" The middle-aged man said with a smile: "In the end of the magic arts, no matter how powerful he is, he is still not as good as before. You might as well tie him back and train him well."

Wei Yan glanced at the man in white beside him, and slapped him.

"Yeah." The young man called out in a low voice.He looked at Wei Yan: "You never opposed me before, but this time it's a big deal, you actually..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a whistle from a distance.The young man smiled at Wei Yan: "Ayan, we have a bright future." After speaking, he disappeared before Wei Yan's eyes.

The middle-aged man was holding a white porcelain bottle, which was sealed with a sticker.He raised his hand to dispel the strong Yin energy around Wei Yan, and said expressionlessly: "Your Zhong Ling is now in Tongming Tomb. Lend him to me and return it to you later. Depending on you, today I can't kill me, but I can't kill you either. After all, I'm still a human body, but I can't stand it."

"Who are you?" Wei Yan asked coldly.

"Me?" The middle-aged man looked up and laughed as if he heard something funny: "Of course you don't know me anymore. Ten thousand years of changes, I have suffered thousands of years to plan all this.

Lingchong's soul, thank you for helping me collect them all.Thank you also for sending him to me. "

As he spoke, his expression turned cold: "But what I should be most grateful for is your sudden appearance and untimely temptation. Otherwise, everything in this world shouldn't be like this!"

"You are..." Wei Yan frowned: "Lang Chen?"

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "You're not surprised at all. I thought I should be more or less surprised when I saw my former opponent. But that's right, because you don't remember anything. The spirit is completely stupid, for you , and even erase all traces of what you have done. You don't know anything and have been kept in the dark.

Do you feel sorry for yourself?Being left in the world by Ling Chong for tens of thousands of years?Do you feel lonely?But compared with me, what is all that you have suffered?

For you ants, Ling Chong dared to kill even the sky.And you are willing to enter the abyss of the ghost world for him.Let's face it, what an enviable couple.

But today, all of this has to be rewritten.You just watch here quietly, watching how they die one by one.In the end it will be your turn.Lingchong will also watch you die one by one, and watch the sacrifices and bitterness of the past turn into smoke. "

After finishing speaking, the man turned into a cloud of black gas and got into the tomb of Tongming, leaving only one sentence: "You can try it, but I'm afraid there is no chance. If you get it, you will lose it again. Like it very much."

***

Zhong Ling slowly opened his eyes.He knew that he was pulled into the field by the river, but he didn't expect that he was still alive.

He moved his fingers—it was still moving, it didn't feel like it was broken, but he was tired, as if he had slept for a few days.

Zhong Ling slowly closed his eyes again.Sure enough, no matter how nice he said, he didn't seem to care about Lingchong, but that was only if he was Lingchong, or if he had no intersection with him.When a living ex stands in front of him, who has experienced so much in the past and completely affects Wei Yan's heart, it is impossible for him to have no waves in his heart.

He sighed, confused himself.What is it to be like this?

Zhong Ling shook his head, not sure.

Not far away came the sound of someone walking, the footsteps were very light, he walked to his side, circled around, and ran out quickly.After a while, all kinds of strange noises sounded outside, and the noisy people couldn't calm down.

Zhong Ling opened his eyes again, stretched out his hand to touch the side, and found that he was actually lying on a soft couch.He opened the heavy door on the right side of the bed, and the sunlight outside was dazzling and shone in suddenly.

He looked down and saw that he was wearing white obscene clothes, and his black hair fell like a waterfall on his shoulders.The layout in the room is antique, and there is a set of blue coats on the table, which are neatly folded.It seems that the man just gave him clothes?

He had seen this place in his dream—Hai Miao Jian.

Zhong Ling felt that a ball of thread had wound around his head that he couldn't open.

What's the situation now?time travel?Replay before death?dream?

Um?Why did the body move by itself?What is the situation with myself?

so tired……