Rebirth of the Xuanmen Supreme

Han Jingyun heard all this happened with his own ears, but he could do nothing to stop it. He couldn't even be sure whether Zhu Xiyan's soul in the body of the dead Bai Ziyan was safe or not. All trembling.

"How did this happen...how did this happen...it's okay, I'm going to take you away...Ziyan...my Ziyan...I should have taken you away earlier, I'm useless..." An Shu Yan cried hoarsely, in pain, his whole body was like the end of a rape, as if he would leave with Bai Ziyan at any time.

However, when the people from the Bai Mansion wanted to snatch Bai Ziyan's body from him, he instantly went crazy, displaying a completely different combat power, with a ferocious expression, as if anyone dared to approach Bai Ziyan He said that he was going to choose someone to eat, his eyes were completely red, as if he was possessed by a demon.

Han Jingyun was trapped in An Shuyan's body, and he felt his changes very clearly. He just felt shocked. He couldn't see what An Shuyan had done to bring Bai Ziyan out of An's house. After everything settled down , he felt that the surrounding environment seemed to be different.

"This is... aura? How can there be such a strong aura?" Han Jingyun was startled again and again, his emotions remained highly tense, and he couldn't relax at all.

He has also been trying to get out of trouble, no matter how short the time is, he can only investigate the situation of Zhu Xiyan's soul if he has control over An Shuyan's body.

"Ziyan, I won't let them do what they want. I swear with my life that I will protect you forever. It is a kind of happiness to die with you. Don't be afraid..." An Shuyan whispered softly, like a dream Generally intermittent, sometimes Han Jingyun can't even hear clearly, but he can clearly feel An Shuyan's determination and despair.

What does he want to do?

Han Jingyun didn't know how the process was, but in the end, the picture scroll had already told him.

An Shuyan didn't know where to find a book of Xuanmen Forbidden Techniques. At the cost of his life, he used all his blood to infuse a magic circle called the Soul Security Formation, which can protect the soul of the person he wants to protect...

But now, Bai Ziyan's soul has been trapped in a special magic weapon, and has been handed over to the mage by Mrs. Bai. Han Jingyun doesn't know how An Shuyan will get Bai Ziyan's soul back, but the ending tells him that this The man fulfilled his promise to his lover, and used his life to cast the last protective barrier on his lover's soul.

"After leaving, please help me tell him that I love him forever, and never gave up on him for a moment, so that he...even if he becomes a ghost, he must live on..." An Shuyan's words sounded already It's like nonsense, it has become a ghost, how can it live again?

Han Jingyun felt that he was speaking to himself. Doesn't this mean that An Shuyan knew of his existence?He couldn't help being startled again, and wanted to respond, and even wanted to take this opportunity to regain control of this body, but he only felt that his consciousness was gradually becoming blurred. This familiar feeling made him Powerless and flustered.

"elder brother……"

"Don't worry, you will be fine, and he will be fine, I will send you out..."

Before Han Jingyun completely fell into chaos, he only heard this sentence. He thought that he would either be able to wake up again, or he would never wake up again, and when he woke up again, he should have returned to the present world.

However, this was not the case. He felt that he was still in An Shuyan's body, but the vitality of this body was rapidly draining, and he could already clearly feel the coldness of this body.

"Forget it, you sacrificed your life just to protect him, so I will give you a helping hand. This magic circle is attached to the scroll and can protect him for hundreds of years. When he can get out of trouble, it depends on his chance." Good luck, as for you, you are already a half-demon body, lifeless, so you don't need to miss everything in the mortal world, why don't you follow me to the underworld to serve as Bai Wuchang."

Han Jingyun was taken aback when he heard the words. Could it be that An Shuyan's soul was taken to the underworld to serve as Bai Wuchang?This opportunity is also a rare one in a hundred years!

Han Jingyun was sober for a while, and then there was a burst of dizziness, feeling like his soul was thrown into a powerful washing machine, and it was almost smashed into pieces, and finally lost consciousness.

"Xiaoyun...Xiaoyun...Xiaoyun, why are you still awake! I, a weakling, have been awake for almost an hour..." Han Jingyun slowly regained consciousness, and before he could open his eyes, he heard Zhu Xi's words. Along the frantic calling, it was obviously crying.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Han Jingyun really saw his brother's pan-eyed eye sockets, and suddenly met his eyes, Zhu Xiyan was stunned for a moment, then threw himself on him regardless, and cried out in fear.

"Why did you wake up, you scared me to death..."

Thinking that he was so weak that he woke up, but his younger brother was so strong that he didn't wake up for a long time. He didn't dare to call someone, so anxious that he almost hit the wall. Fortunately, Han Jingyun finally woke up, and he cried unhappily. I am so sorry for myself.

"Okay, brother, I'm fine...let me see how you are?" Han Jingyun didn't check Zhu Xiyan's body, but his soul. This inspection surprised him a little.

After going through such an illusion trip, his brother's soul didn't even show any signs of weakness, on the contrary, it was much more solid than before.

Did he miss something while he was unconscious?

"It's coming, it's coming... the ghost in the painting is coming..." Xiaoxi struggled to get out of Zhu Xiyan's chest, and then started jumping on his shoulders, reminding them that the ghost was coming.

Han Jingyun immediately looked forward vigilantly, and a familiar figure gradually appeared in the air. If it wasn't the ghost Bai Ziyan in the painting, who could it be?

However, the ghost in the painting at this moment is no longer as sane as before. His eyes are blood red, and two lines of blood and tears are still dripping on his cheeks. The whole ghost is enveloped in a thick layer of black air, and he looks violent.

"Brother, you go out first!"

"I don't! Why is this ghost unreasonable..." Zhu Xiyan retorted subconsciously, and was stunned after shouting.

Damn, what the hell can he say?

Han Jingyun didn't care about his brother's rebuttal, and pushed him out of the refining room with a backhand. Before closing the door, he also threw out Liu Lingtong who was jumping non-stop, "Protect him."

"Hey hey hey, I can help you fight ghosts..." Xiaoxi, with a strong yin energy all over her body, was trying to fight the ghost in the painting. As a result, Han Jingyun, the unreliable master, I knew that he should protect the master, and the ghost in the painting would come out as soon as the door was closed. Does the master need his protection?

He just wants to fight with ghosts now!

But Xiaoxi was so angry that after jumping on the ground, she jumped onto Zhu Xiyan's shoulder and wondered if she was going to push Zhu Xiyan to rebel or something, but thinking about what she might have afterward In the end, Xiaoxi endured silently.

Although the master is handsome, he is really a ruthless master. He is a brat who can't be provoked, so he can only be obedient.

Zhu Xiyan was pushed out of the refining room. Before anyone could react, the door was already closed, and then Xiao Xi was also thrown out. One person and one ghost looked at each other, speechless for a long time.

However, he wasn't particularly worried about Han Jingyun's safety. After all, this was the real world. With his younger brother's ability and his treasures, no matter how violent the ghost in the painting was, he shouldn't be an opponent.

However, if you can't see it, you will unconsciously worry!

Han Jingyun didn't have time to worry about how Zhu Xiyan and Liu Lingtong were going crazy outside the door. He and Bai Ziyan were still in a confrontation, and it seemed that neither of them had the intention to strike first.

At this moment, Bai Ziyan seemed to be in the state of a ghost who lost all reason. Presumably, something happened when he left the picture scroll, which led to his change.Moreover, the protective power on the scroll seems to have disappeared, what does this mean?Is the ghost in the painting completely out of control?

"Bai Ziyan, do you want to let down everything An Shuyan has done for you? He hopes you can survive, no matter what form it is, maybe you still have a chance to meet." Han Jingyun remembers clearly , before leaving the picture scroll illusion, someone or not, said that he would take An Shuyan to the underworld to become Bai Wuchang. As long as there were no accidents, Bai Ziyan would always see An Shuyan again.

As for what will happen after they meet, and what results can be produced, then he does not need to worry about it.

"Revenge...I want revenge...death! Everyone must die..." However, Bai Ziyan couldn't listen to anything at all, and kept repeating the words of revenge, and the black energy on his body became more intense.

"Go to hell... die to me!"

Without waiting for Han Jingyun to say anything, Bai Ziyan suddenly roared maniacally. The sharp scream could almost pierce a person's eardrum. Even though Han Jingyun had already set up an enchantment, Zhu Xiyan, who was blocked outside the door, was also shocked. Two tubes of nosebleeds flowed out, and my mind was buzzing.

Inside the door, Han Jingyun and Bai Ziyan were already wrestling together. In the blink of an eye, dozens of moves had already been passed, so fast that only afterimages were left in the room.

Back in the real world, Han Jingyun has a lot of skills and means. From the very beginning, he played with more than patience, almost leading Bai Ziyan by the nose. After several back and forth, he successfully led Bai Ziyan to the side of the scroll .

"Do you think this scroll can still trap me?" Sensing Han Jingyun's purpose, Bai Ziyan sneered sinisterly, but he didn't see any panic on Han Jingyun's face.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

"What's so scary about a ghost? You said that this picture scroll can't trap you. If you don't try it, how can you be sure?" Han Jingyun calmly picked up the picture scroll scattered on the ground, unfolded it, and carefully Carefully smoothed out the wrinkles on the scroll, looking very cherished.

Seeing this scene, Bai Ziyan couldn't help being furious again, and he was about to fight Han Jingyun for another [-] rounds. Unfortunately, he didn't know Han Jingyun too well, and there was basically nothing that Han Jingyun wanted to do but couldn't do.

For example, catch ghosts.

"You..." The moment he felt a strong suction pulling him into the scroll, Bai Ziyan tried his best to back away, but it was completely useless, his soul was not under his control at all. It was sucked back into the scroll, and became a small black shadow in the ink and wash landscape.

"Don't waste your brother An's efforts in vain, so you can stay in the picture scroll. When you regain your sanity, when will you be released." Han Jingyun flicked his fingers at the little figure in the picture scroll, then turned and walked out.

As soon as he took a step, he looked at the picture scroll again, and his voice softened a little, "An Shuyan said, he loves you forever, and never gave up on you for a moment. For him, you shouldn't give up on yourself."

Love is indeed the most mysterious thing in this world.