A-level spirit master

Snowing.

Feather-like snowflakes fell from the sky, like the magic of elves, covering the ground in a short while.The devastated battlefield was completely covered up, whitewashing the illusion of cleanliness...

Mingming's mind went blank, and it took him a while to find his own voice: "Ximeng... What's wrong with Ximeng?"

Mo Ran repeated softly: "The spirit of the pulse was stripped, and the seal of the spirit was severely damaged."

"How come..." Ming Ming covered her face.She and Ximeng's two families have intersected in different ages, and they knew each other before Lingyin awakened.It can be said that Ximeng was raised by Ming Ming. No one in the Gao Zhi Department dislikes this well-behaved and sensible little sister.

Ming Jian pressed his sister's shoulders, and said in a hoarse voice, "What's the reason?"

Mo Ran gently brushed away a piece of snow: "The Elder's House is dissatisfied with Ximeng and pleads for Shen Cun. Kill chickens and monkeys."

Ming Jian popped out a fuck from between his teeth.

"... Don't let Gu Yan and Shen Cun know about this matter," Ming Ming said hoarsely.

Several people responded muffledly, feeling blocked and astringent in their hearts.

Cheng Yan smiled and shrugged: "Look, this is the end of challenging the authority of the court. The Elder's House has ruled the spirit world for thousands of years with the [Locking Cage].

Ming Jian let out a roar, his face flushed red, and he was about to rush up to fight him desperately!

Mo Ran waved his hand to stop him, took out a scroll, and threw it at Cheng Jian from a distance: "This is what the Elder's Court ordered me to send."

Cheng Yan caught it, took a look and frowned: "Now?"

"Leave immediately." Mo Ran's voice was as cold as ice and snow.

Cheng Jian glanced at the edict unwillingly, knowing that he could not take him away today, he summoned Zaifengniao with a dark face and hurried on the road.

Mo Ran pinned her long hair that was blown by the wind behind her ears, looked up and watched Cheng Yan disappear from sight, and then exhaled lightly.

Chi Zhou noticed her strangeness: "Mr. Zhuoguang, does Mr. Cheng know what task Cheng Ke has taken?"

Mo Ran shook her head, her face was as calm as ice: "I forged the scroll. You guys leave now."

Everyone was stunned.

Mingming frowned: "Sooner or later, Cheng Jian will find out about the fake volume, and the court will probably find you in trouble."

Mo Randai frowned slightly: "Although I don't know the specific situation... But there have been several abnormal actions in the court recently. Cheng Jian is also the person most valued and trusted by the elders' house, so I will trick him back to the trial now." So, maybe it's time."

Feng Ping was puzzled: "Abnormal behavior?"

"Well." Mo Ran said, "I'll try my best to find out, Ximeng may know something about it. Let's take the wounded back to the Spiritual Home first."

She looked at Ji Xuan: "If he has fought against Cheng Yan, he will probably have an antidote for Shen Cun's soul... At that time, if Cheng Yan comes to make trouble again, he will be able to deal with it alone."

Ming Jian leaned over and touched Ji Xuan's pocket, his eyes lit up: "Sure enough!"

Mo Ran smiled lightly.In this bitter and cold snowy night, this smile is like a pear blossom in the wind, swaying with indescribable beauty and chastity.

"I'm leaving too." Mo Ran said, but his body didn't move, and he looked at the unconscious Gu Yan very quietly in the heavy snow, "...is that him?"

Ming Ming didn't know why, and guiltily avoided Mo Ran's sight: "...um."

"He's fine too..." Mo Ran whispered, "I've known about them..."

A group of people had heard about Mo Ran and Shen Cun's past more or less, and they didn't want to comfort or explain it for a while, and they stopped talking like a group of stupid geese.

Mo Ran smiled helplessly: "I don't care as much as everyone imagines... let's not talk, goodbye everyone."

Ming Ming nodded: "Thank you, Miss Mo."

Mo Ran's eyelashes drooped slightly, and he beckoned, and the nine-tailed sky fox ran towards her with great spirituality.Mo Ran jumped up lightly, and disappeared in the wind and snow in the blink of an eye.

Mingming said a few words to disperse the onlookers.

"let's go."

Yu Kexue said: "Don't you need to keep your mouth shut?"

"It's like being black..." Mingming sighed, looking at the snowflakes in the sky, "It's unnecessary... I feel that the world of controlling the spirit is going to be unstable."

It's going to be rough...

This idea is like a seed buried deep in the soil, which was germinated by Mingming's words, and spread the branches and leaves of anxiety in everyone's hearts.

Lin Yan muttered, "Ji Xuan...will be taken to the spirit house?"

Ming Ming said: "Yes, where else can he go?"

The court cannot go back now, and the Fengling Bureau is Cheng Yan's territory.Ji Xuan was seriously injured, and he couldn't be allowed to stay in the hotel alone.

Lin Yan clenched the corner of her clothes: "...I want to go too."

"Yes." Ming Ming said, "But we usually don't eat, can we get used to it?"

Lin Yan shook her head quickly: "I have Zhu Yuguo with me."

After such a big event happened, Feng Ping naturally wanted to send it back to the spirit place, so Chi Zhou and Yu Kexue had the audacity to follow.Meng Chenxin, who was like a lost soul, was also brought back together.

If it were in the past, Mingming and Mingjian would have been joking with each other long ago.But now that Zhiling and Gu Yan are both wanted and labeled as traitors, the most distressing thing is that Ximeng has lost his pulse spirit. The whole group feels very heavy, and they are silent on the way back.

Several boys pushed the unconscious people onto the bed, Ming Ming and Lin Yan wiped off the blood stains with hot towels, and fed Chi Ling the antidote, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Mingming looked at Lin Yan who was guarding Ji Xuan's bed, "Would you like to take a rest?" She was whipped several times by Cheng Yan, describing her as a bit embarrassed.

Lin Yan stroked her hair and stood up a little awkwardly: "No, I'll wait until he wakes up."

Ming Ming didn't force her: "If you're tired, just find an empty room. If you need something, you can find me or Ming Jian."

Lin Yan nodded and whispered, "Thank you."

Ming Ming smiled: "That's exactly what I want to say."

Seeing his younger sister coming out of the room, Mingjian immediately went to meet her: "Mengmeng..."

"I'll ask Grandpa." Ming Ming said, "It's getting late, you tell everyone to rest first, don't worry together."

Ming Jian nodded: "Okay."

Ming Ming said as he walked, "Shen... You will take care of Imperial Order together, if you have any questions, please contact me."

Ming Jian was worried: "What will he look like when he wakes up?"

Mingming paused, gripping the handrail of the stairs tightly: "As long as he still treats us as partners, it doesn't matter if he turns into a bird-like old lady."

Ming Jian grinned: "It's not for nothing that I have admired you since I was a child."

……

Mingming met Ximeng in the Ming family's courtyard.

On the large mahogany bed, Ximeng fell asleep hugging the quilt, breathing thinly, with a few tears on her cheeks.

Mingming felt sore, helped Ximeng tuck the quilt, and silently looked at Director Ming.

Director Ming looked sad, and patted Ming Ming on the shoulder: "This girl won't say anything but cry when she comes here... hey, you should spend time with her."

Mingming's voice was low and urgent: "Xizhao let Mengmeng be stripped of his pulse?" Xizhao is Ximeng's grandfather, the last member of the elders' house.

Director Ming frowned: "I contacted Elder Xi many times today, but there was no reply, and there is no movement in Xi's family now."

Ming Ming was silent for a long time: "I know Grandpa."

Director Ming let out a heavy sigh, and left with his hands behind his back.

After he walked out of the room, the little girl on the bed opened one eyelash, endless tears poured silently on the pillow cover.

Mingming stretched out his hand, and Ximeng buried it in her arms: "Sister Xiaoming..."

Mingming's throat was tight, and he couldn't say a word for a while, but kept patting Ximeng's back.

Ximeng sobbed softly: "Sister Xiaoming, my Axiu was forcibly stripped..."

"I know..." Mingming couldn't hold back, and a tear fell heavily on the quilt, "Mengmeng has suffered."

"Axiu was stripped not because I pleaded for brother A Cun and brother Gu Yan." Ximeng drew a little distance, stretched out a hand to wipe Ming Ming's tears, and there was panic and excitement in her big eyes. Desperate, "I was in the trial office and accidentally learned a secret..."

"...The Great Elder intends to make a certain agreement with the demon side, and they seem to be trying to take action."

As if struck by lightning, Mingming grabbed Ximeng's shoulder, gritted his teeth and said, "What did you say?!"

Ximeng choked and said: "When I went to find my grandfather, I heard they were discussing this matter. Grandpa was still hesitating. The Great Elder was afraid that I would reveal this matter and destroy my spiritual seal. There was chaos at the time, They were so busy suppressing the opposition that they didn't notice that I avoided the [Smoke of Wangchen]."

Ximeng spoke upside down, but Mingming still keenly connected all the clues: "Elder Xi was suppressed?"

Xi Meng nodded.

Reach some kind of agreement with the Devil Fang...

"Is the Great Elder crazy..." Mingming felt dizzy, and muttered while leaning on the bed, "What is their purpose... The Judgment is above all spirit masters, they have no competitors anymore ... The Devil Fang, the Devil Fang has evolved into a leader? Siyou, Master Yu... S-level monsters have already appeared in the world, what kind of monster can rule S-level monsters..."

Once Ximeng was reminded, she was so frightened that she forgot to cry: "Yes, yes."

Mingming held Ximeng's hand: "What else did you hear? Think about it carefully."

Ximeng bit her lip and thought: "The Great Elder said... Axiu would be even more powerful if she turned into a demon spirit. He asked me if I would like to manipulate the demon spirit."

Mingming lowered his eyes, his fingers trembling uncontrollably.

——A terrifying, gloomy conjecture rushed out of my mind like a tsunami!

Twelve midnight.

Cheng Jian took out the Lingjun order and put it into the mouth of a half-meter-high stone lion. A golden light flashed in the lion's pupils, and the black iron gate carrara several meters high rose up.There is a stone column more than ten meters behind the door, and three characters are engraved on the column: Judgment House.

Cheng Yan walked into the meeting hall familiarly, and in the middle of the night, the meeting hall was actually brightly lit.Seeing this, Cheng Jian immediately understood that something important had happened in the Spirit Controlling Realm, and he had no doubts about the order from the Elder's Court to recall him.

He rolled up his sleeves and walked into the hall without haste.There was a sudden pause in the whispers and discussions, and several pairs of old eyes fell on him.

"Xiao Cheng is back." The second elder smiled, "The task must have been successfully completed."

"I'm ashamed, I just missed the door. But the edict has no antidote, so I don't feel afraid for the time being." Cheng Jian paused, "Is the Seventh Elder not here?"

The meeting room fell into a thick silence, and the fourth elder said: "The little granddaughter of Lao Qi's family is not feeling well, let him go back first."

Cheng Yan nodded: "Then... I don't know why the elders called me back to the court?"

Several people looked at each other.Sensing the strange atmosphere, Cheng Jian was puzzled.

"Xiao Cheng came back just in time."

The Great Elder suddenly laughed, and wrinkles appeared on his old face, like ravines dug by the devil in hell.

"The edict hasn't recovered its strength, so let's put it aside for the time being... There is another matter, the elders and I were still discussing just now, the forerunner must be you."