The moon is cold and the wind is clear, and the cigarettes are silent.

Zheng Qing recalled all the things going forward, and suddenly pressed his hands on his chest. After a while, he stubbed out the cigarette butt and stood up.

Zheng Qing swallowed all the soul pills in advance, drew a formation with cinnabar on the ground, then cut his wrist, and dripped blood on Yu Yan.

Yu Yan was suspended in mid-air, faintly revealing a silver-gray dark light, and slowly connected into a line. Zheng Qing opened his arms, and the line pierced straight into his chest, as if he was pulling something hard, Zheng Qing clenched it tightly. He fisted his fist, and the veins on his forehead popped up.

A blue soul precipitated from his chest, and it was about to leave completely. Zheng Qing's eyes showed a long-lost light, but it was fleeting.

The aftermath was shocked, Song Yun's soul was shaken into nothingness, and it was about to be wiped out. Zheng Qing's eyes were about to burst, and he turned around to protect his soul in his arms. It fell to the ground with a sound, it was scrap iron, Zheng Qing spit out a mouthful of blood, but his figure didn't move a bit.

He raised his hand and cast a spell to stabilize Song Yun's soul, but the integrity was not as good as before.

Roaring like a hungry wolf, Zheng Qing wiped away the blood, lowered his head and picked up the fake leftovers.

Yes, fake.

Neither An Shanhai nor Shangguan Tan could escape.

An Shanhai and Qingyao went out to find an old friend, Yuan Geng, who was called Yuan Laoer, which means that the sky is the first and he is the second.

When he found him, Yuan Er Er was resting with his eyes closed, and was awakened by a knock on the door. He got up, put on his coat, and went to open the door.

Behind the door were Qingyao and An Shanhai, Yuan Geng turned sideways, the two of them entered the room, An Shanhai looked around, and said with a smile: "Second brother, you are quite nostalgic."

Yuan Geng sat back on the chair, with a mocking arc on his mouth.

A few years ago, he fought with others and accidentally killed a high-ranking ghost messenger in the underworld. Next year, he will pay off his debts and take over the ghost messenger's position.

Yuan Geng looked at Qing Yao behind An Shanhai and asked, "Who is she? My mistress?"

Qing Yao was angry.

"you!"

An Shanhai signaled with his eyes, telling her to endure, then he choked on Yuan Geng and said, "Shut up, you!"

Yuan Geng stopped at the point and cut to the point.

"looking for me?"

An Shanhai smacked his lips and said, "Is there any smoke?"

"I don't smoke cigarettes," he replied.

An Shanhai sat down and said, "I came to you this time to ask about the Soul Pill."

Hearing the word Soul Pill, Yuan Geng narrowed his eyes and asked rather puzzled, "Have you practiced it?"

"Of course not," An Shanhai raised his forehead, "I just want to ask, how to deal with ghosts who have eaten a lot of soul pills."

Yuan Geng tilted his head and said, "It's not easy to do, we can only fight head-on."

Qing Yao interjected: "Is there nothing we can do? We may not be able to beat him."

Yuan Geng sneered, An Shanhai closed his eyes in embarrassment, opened them again, licked his dry lips, and said with great pain: "Indeed."

Yuan Geng stood up, walked to the window, picked up a pipe, lit it with fire, under the moonlight, the tall figure was stretched even longer, he turned around, and said to An Shanhai: "This time you are a Boss! , no one can help you, but I can teach you a way."

"What way?" An Shanhai stood up.

"Those who devour soul pills, regardless of human beings, ghosts and gods, have a weakness, that is, they are strong on the outside and weak on the inside. If you can beat him for even a second, you won't be able to catch his breath. At that time, take advantage of the victory and pursue him, and his life will be yours. .”

An Shanhai's cheeks were bloody from biting, he stepped forward and took Yuan Geng's hand.

"Second brother, this may be the last time you'll see me, let's go!" As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around to leave, but accidentally caught a glimpse of a plate of big cherries hidden in the corner.

"You still have cherries here at this time, take them away!"

Yuan Geng waved his hand, put down his pipe and sneered—if An Shanhai died unexpectedly, the underworld and heaven would be happy.

On the way back, Qing Yao touched her beautiful legs in stockings in winter, and complained: "This is Yuan Geng, it's useless at all."

An Shanhai looked at the road ahead, held the steering wheel and said to Qing Yao: "He hates people talking about him behind his back, so be careful."

Qing Yao rolled her eyes in disdain: "I am a majestic fox demon for thousands of years, am I afraid of him?"

An Shanhai said with a smile: "Don't underestimate him, he is a tiger in peace, let him catch the opportunity, it's not a big deal to turn the world upside down."

Hearing what he said, Qing Yao silently stopped, but what should I do?There is no light on the road ahead.

Seeing that he was about to get home, a figure descended from the sky, grabbed the hood of the car, and tilted the car abruptly.

An Shanhai and Qing Yao were dazed by the sudden attack, but they knew what was going on right away. The headlights illuminated the strange man's face—he was Zheng Qing.

Zheng Qing turned around, and the car turned over. An Shanhai opened the deformed door and pulled Qingyao out. Fortunately, his home is in the suburbs, so no one will see it.

"Zheng Qing, what are you doing?" An Shanhai asked.

Zheng Qing was silent as they came, a cloud of black air slowly condensed in his hands.

An Shanhai understood, and both Qing Yao and Qing Yao put on a fighting stance.

Zheng Qing's black clothes and black trousers almost merged with the night, he threw out a cloud of black air with his left hand, An Shanhai and Qing Yao avoided it.

He said, "You lied to me."

A steady stream of black air came towards us, and Anshan asked, "What did I lie to you?"

"Yu Calamity is fake." Zheng Qing said.

A cloud of black air brushed past Qingyao's neck, and An Shanhai cursed: "Shangguan Tan gave me Yu Zang, you want to find him, you want me to be your mother?"

Zheng Qing flew up, and a hungry wolf formed by condensed black air appeared beside him, howling, An Shanhai's eyes widened, and Zheng Qing said calmly: "I know, but you are the one who cares about everything." Root, you are even more hateful."

What nonsense and weird remarks!

Under Zheng Qing's instructions, the hungry wolf bared its teeth and rushed over. An Shangai drew out a dagger, ready to fight hard, but was stopped by Qingyao, she said: "This kind of monster made of soul pills, you can do nothing. , let me, the demon, come."

Qingyao formed a handprint and set up an enchantment. The hungry wolf slapped it with his paw, but it didn't shake. However, under the frequent impact, the enchantment was broken sooner or later. An Shanhai shouted: "Go quickly, his target is me!" , I cannot implicate you!"

Qingyao is obviously a little bit powerless, but she still maintains her charming demeanor.

"Whatever is involved or not, it's all come to this point, we are people on the same boat," she spit out the inner alchemy from her mouth, jumped up, and patted the inner alchemy into the hungry wolf, and the hungry wolf let out a loud howl , and then disappeared.

An Shanhai hurriedly snatched Qingyao's inner alchemy, which is estimated to have only 200 years of mana, which is barely enough for her to maintain her human form.

He sent the inner alchemy back into Qingyao's body, and Qingyao knelt on one knee, panting.

An Shanhai stood up, holding a dagger in his hand, and said to Zheng Qing: "Your target is me, and has nothing to do with others."

Zheng Qing fell to the ground and said: "Shangguan Tan just hopes that none of the people around you can escape. I hated it very much, because you are right, personal grievances will never be related to others, but..." The words came Here, he laughed: "But, hahahaha, hostages are so easy to use."

"What do you mean?" An Shanhai's eyes froze, and he felt something bad.

Zheng Qing shook his head, raised his head to look at the moon in the sky, and said: "It's a beautiful day, I want to treat you to a good show, but this one," he paused, "You have to lie down and watch it!"

A saber surrounded by black mist appeared in his hand, and An Shanhai also changed his spear.

A fight is inevitable, one inch long, one inch strong, this is not unreasonable, Zheng Qing quickly gained the upper hand, and the attack speed also slowed down, basically in a defensive posture.

Seeing that An Shanhai's snatch was about to pick him, he stepped back and released Shen Changyun from nowhere. A duel between experts usually only takes a second, but An Shanhai was in a state of uncertainty. A second of panic was enough to make Zheng Qing nailed him to the ground with a saber.

The blood flowed all over the floor and was still spreading. The veins all over An Shanhai's body were bulging, and he lay flat on the concrete floor, with a "amount" sound coming out of his throat.

Qing Yao shouted: "An Shanhai!"

Shen Changyun was also brought to the ground by Zheng Qing, his eyes widened, and he looked at An Shanhai on the ground in disbelief, just as An Shanhai was struggling to look up at him.

Zheng Qing threw Shen Changyun to the ground, got down on all fours and looked at An Shanhai, "How come you lost."

An Shanhai suppressed the severe pain and let out a laugh, and spat out a mouthful of blood on Zheng Qing's eyebrows, Zheng Qing gritted his teeth and wiped the blood off his face, stood up, and said in a cold tone: "It's okay, I Make you hard to the end."

After finishing speaking, he walked to Shen Changyun's side, pulled him up by the collar, Shen Changyun hadn't recovered from the severe pain in his heart, and just stared blankly at Zheng Qing's eyes.

Zheng Qing glanced at An Shanhai, said with a smile: "His eyes are so beautiful, no wonder you like them."

An Shanhai roared, "Let him go!"

"Let him go? Doesn't exist."

Qingyao showed her fox claws, but was slapped on the ground by Zheng Qing: "You better be honest, little bastard."

Then he turned his head and said to Shen Changyun: "I will give you two choices now, first, leave An Shanhai, I will give you money, you can go far away, second," he looked Shen Changyun up and down for a while, then picked up An Shanhai's dagger Said: "Cut your legs off yourself, and I will let you go. Choose yourself."

An Shanhai looked at Zheng Qing with extreme hatred, wishing to tear him alive, then puffed out his chest, held the saber with both hands, completely ignoring the severe pain like tearing his palms, hoping to pull him up, but there was nothing Useless, he fell to the ground exhausted, and could only stare at Shen Changyun: "You don't allow it, I will let you go now!"

Shen Changyun looked at him in a daze, and suddenly burst into a very bright smile. He withdrew his greedy eyes on An Shanhai, turned his head and said to Zheng Qing: "I will choose the second one."

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