After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

In the dark forest, the sound of branches and dead grass breaking overlapped and overlapped, and pale toe bones stepped on the bushes, trying to escape in a hurry.

However, the head thrown from behind seemed to have eyes, and it hit the direction where the bones were fleeing.

The pelvis shattered.

The running skeleton fell into the bushes, and the skeleton was scattered all over the ground.

The little leather shoes stepped on the muddy and wet ground, and the child lifted up the little paws with meaty pockets, picked the shoulder straps that had slipped off and put them back on the shoulders, then pouted his red and tender mouth unhappily, and walked over .

"Run so slowly."

Jing Xiaobao looked down at the skeletons that had fallen into the bushes in embarrassment, standing against the backlight, only a group of immature silhouettes.

However, those big and beautiful eyes were filled with cold malice.

Unlike a child in the world, but the indifference after realizing the Tao from repeated life and death in hell, it is far more terrifying than an evil ghost who only understands superficial resentment.

He is, from the deepest abyss, a fierce ghost that forcibly crawled back to the world.

Make the ghosts tremble.

The bones trembled, and the joints scattered all over the ground made a "cracking" sound.

Too long of confinement has obliterated its sanity, its bewildered soul can only vaguely remember resentment and jealousy, and wants to drag all the souls from around the cage into the same hell as it.

But at this time, under the pressure of this terror, the soul that had been vague for a hundred years remembered similar fears.

——That is, when the underworld was still high above to suppress hell a hundred years ago, the majesty brought by the King of Hades made the ghosts dare not refuse.

The dark eye sockets of the skeleton stared at the small group of children, and never regretted it like this moment.

If it is given another chance, it would rather be trapped in the cage forever than covet this moment of freedom, and end up offending such a devil!

However, no matter for ghosts or humans, what has happened cannot be changed, and there is no way to regret it.

And Jing Xiaobao's interest has been raised, how could he let go of his chance to have fun?

After all, now that Yan Shixun is not here, no one can control him even if he goes too far. If so, of course he is...

Jing Xiaobao grinned, his round eyes were radiant.

"Aren't you running away?"

Jing Xiaobao obediently stood where he was, tilted his head, and politely asked the bones in front of him that were so frightened that they were shaking like chaff: "Then you are scrapped?"

"Useless toys, of course they must be destroyed~"

Jing Xiaobao giggled, looking innocent and childlike: "Yanyan said, you can't litter anywhere, especially in the mountains."

"In that case..."

Holding the jade-like skull in his arms, Jing Xiaobao walked over and squatted down in front of the skeleton, which was so frightened that he wanted to crawl away.

Just like a child playing with ants, Jing Xiaobao stretched out his fleshy little claws, easily grabbed the skeleton's calf bone, and slowly pulled the skeleton back which was struggling to crawl forward.

The bones of the skeleton were crushed inch by inch under Jing Xiaobao's hands, and fell into the moist soil one after another.

It opened its teeth and jaws, and its rough and shrill howl echoed in the dead forest.

The tragic voice reverberated round and round, making it even more ethereal and frightening.

All the skeletons who heard the wailing of the same kind fell silent.

They blended into the darkness of the forest, watching the situation outside silently, refusing to take a step out of the shadows, for fear that they would be discovered by the demon king.

And the sound of "咔咔啦啦" still sounded under Jing Xiaobao's hands. He seemed to have found the last value of the discarded toys, and he laughed "giggle" happily.

In the desperate struggle, the skeleton finally turned into a puddle of powder, and the broken skull fell down, passing through the branches and hanging on it.

The wet soil rolled over, wriggling and devouring the fine powder.

In an instant, there was nothing left.

Jing Xiaobao let out an "ah" in disappointment, pursed his mouth as if he was about to cry out of grievance.

"Why is it gone?" Jing Xiaobao was unhappy: "I've just started."

He patted the bone meal on his palm, stood up aggrieved, and looked around with his beautiful big eyes, as if he was looking for a new toy.

And he quickly locked on a new target.

"Big brother, I saw you~ hee hee."

Jing Xiaobao shook his little head, and slowly walked deeper into the forest.

"Your feet are exposed~ Xiaobao saw it, you must want Xiaobao to play with you?"

Jing Xiaobao grinned: "Big brother is really a good man, I'll come right away."

The skeleton hidden behind the tree trembled, tearing off the vines on his body in a panic, turned around and ran away.

Jing Xiaobao was not in a hurry to chase after him, and even hummed a nursery rhyme in a good mood. His steps jumped and he walked into the darkness.

The branches and leaves covering the sky and the sun engulfed the small figure of the child for a long time.

Only the innocent and immature voice of untuned nursery rhymes reverberates in the eerie and infiltrating mountains and forests, interspersed with the cheerful "giggle" sound of children.

The female guest stood there tremblingly, her muscles were so stiff that she couldn't even take a step, she couldn't even run out of this weird woods, she could only stare wide-eyed in fear, looked around nervously, and felt crazy in her heart I prayed that someone would come and rescue me.

Even the audience in front of the screen, listening to the laughter from the live broadcast through the camera, shuddered.

[Brother, brother please stop laughing, my sister is afraid to woo woo woo. ]

[Wori...why did I suddenly feel that the child's laughter is so terrifying! ]

[I was almost scared to fly when I stepped on the horse!My unlucky brother suddenly ran in and giggled. I thought it was a ghost, so I screamed in fright. ]

[Running back from the toilet tremblingly, sprinting and slipping into bed at the fastest speed of his life, feeling cold and scared. ]

[I’m crying, my parents are not at home tonight, I’m afraid, I want to make the house sound more lively, so I just clicked a program from the homepage of the video platform, and the result... I cried so loudly, I feel that my house is too lively now Yes, there are ghosts everywhere. ]

[I heard that my sister participated in a variety show, and I wanted to come to support... I'm sorry, sister, the fate between you and me ends here, goodbye! ]

[My house has a 3D stereo system, and now the whole house is surrounded by laughter, who understands my suffering? ]

[I watched and smoked on the balcony, and was scolded by the next door who opened the window and said that I was playing tricks in the middle of the night...]

Because of Li Xuetang, most people think of Jing Xiaobao as a cute child star with great potential, but unexpectedly, they were caught off guard and made a lot of people cry and post messages saying that my sister doesn’t want to wait for you to grow up, so go away .

Some people were frightened and tremblingly asked for help on social platforms, asking if there really are ghosts in the world?

Originally squatting anxiously in front of Yan Shixun's still-blacked-out screen, Brother Goose who kept refreshing the screen, trying to refresh the live broadcast, saw the choking problem of the new fan doubting life in a blink of an eye.

Brother Goose thought of himself, he was like this a few months ago, his worldview was smashed by Yan Shixun.

So, he rolled his eyes, smiled hehehe, and replied to the new fan: "Don't worry, if you look at other people's split screens, you will find a new world~ Really, brother goose is not lying to you, goose Brother is just a goose, quack quack."

New fan: "?"

Many new fans who just started watching the show because of the addition of female guests, dubiously opened the split screen of other guests because of Brother Goose's suggestion.

As soon as the new fan clicked on Zhao Zhen's split screen, she screamed in fright at home, and threw the phone violently out of the house.

There were also some people who entered the split screen a little bit, and were caught off guard by the ghosts coming towards Zhao Zhen and Song Ci, and almost went crazy with fright.

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! !Ghost, ghost! ! ! ! ]

Originally squatting in front of the split screen between Zhao Zhen and Song Ci, although they were also frightened and said "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh", they still have a bit of sanity left: […?]

When seeing someone more scared than themselves, some old fans suddenly feel less scared.

They came here with great interest, and watched the newly-appeared barrage with a distinctive style of painting, their original fear was suppressed by curiosity.

[Have we all been scared all night?Even if you are afraid, you are used to it.What is the situation with this new style of painting? ]

[Laughing, Brother Goose lied to people outside, saying that this place is not scary, and then they jumped in foolishly. ]

[Goose goose goose goose goose goose brother this sinful man ah goose goose goose. ]

[? ? ?Tonight, I can swear that the split screen on Zhao Zhen's side is the scariest right now. ]

Zhao Zhen and Song Ci were still on the road.

Running with two people is much faster than running with one person carrying the weight of the other.

So Zhao Zhen didn't run very far, and Song Ci slapped Zhao Zhen's head with an unhappy "Pa!": "Put me down!"

The young master struggled fiercely, Zhao Zhen was afraid of falling on him, so he had no choice but to bend down and let him fall to the ground.

"Young master, what's the matter?" Zhao Zhen wondered, "Didn't your leg hurt?"

Song Ci glared at him fiercely: "You can't run as fast as my horse. If you point at you and run behind me, neither of us will have to live!"

The young master couldn't get out of his anger, he raised his leg and kicked the real calf: "Trash!"

But in the next second, the young master burst into tears with pain, and asked viciously: "Why are your muscles so hard! You can't run fast after growing white meat, waste!"

Zhao Zhen was helpless, and walked over to help the young master.

But the young master brushed his hand away, and said impatiently: "I can run by myself, you don't need to worry about me."

He pursed his lips, his eyes darkened: "You can run by yourself, I will chase you later."

This……

Zhao Zhen couldn't laugh or cry.

Sure enough, it was the young master's temper. If he didn't want to drag him down, he just said it, and he insisted on being so fierce. If someone with low EQ was here, he might be deceived by the young master.

"It's fine."

Zhao Zhen landed on the top of Song Ci's head with callused palms, snorted softly on Song Ci's soft hair, and said with a smile: "I never said I would leave you behind, young master, don't make up your own mind."

"Don't worry, the things behind haven't caught up yet, we still have time, and the few steps you saved me are not bad."

Song Ci wanted to say something, but was blocked by Zhao Zhen's firm and tolerant expression.

"Young Master, I'm not comforting you blindly, but because I believe in Brother Yan."

Zhao Zhen's voice was very soft, but with absolute trust: "I believe that Brother Yan will find out that something happened to us and come to save us, and we will all be rescued safely, and no one will be left behind."

"So, stop saying that stupid thing."

Zhao Zhen involuntarily grabbed Song Ci's slender arm and dragged him forward: "Otherwise, what do you want me to say when I see Brother Yan?"

"That I left my companion behind and watched him die?"

Zhao Zhen had no choice but to smile bitterly: "If that kind of thing really happens, young master, I assure you, I won't be able to sleep peacefully for the rest of my life."

Song Ci's eyes flickered, and he limped and trotted beside Zhao Zhen, but he was stubbornly unwilling to let Zhao Zhen carry him on his back.

"You are the fool." Song Ci accused in a muffled voice.

Zhao Zhen was stunned, then laughed, and said helplessly, "Yes, I'm a fool."

The entire road is covered with ghostly aura, as if encountering a ghost hitting a wall, it will never end, and the scenery passing by is also the same.

In such a repeated journey with no end in sight, it is easy to become exhausted and desperate.

Zhao Zhen and Song Ci are no exception.

The mobile phone is missing, the watch stops working, and it is impossible to judge the passage of time, and there is no way to judge how long I have been running from the scenery passing by.

The two of them moved forward endlessly on the road with no end in sight, their legs were as heavy as lead, and their bodies seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

The heavy despair weighed on the hearts of the two of them, causing their willpower and physical strength to drain rapidly.

Even if it wasn't for the two of them supporting each other to move forward, I'm afraid they could no longer bear it and wanted to give up.

Song Ci clenched his teeth tightly, his small face was pale, his slender figure was precarious, and the ankle that was twisted before also became more and more painful as he ran, causing fine sweat to ooze from his forehead beads.

Zhao Zhen saw Song Ci's situation in his eyes. Although he was anxious, he had no other way for a while.

And what's worse, they've gone through a loop.

The Yin soldiers who were chasing after them at the beginning have turned into a distance in front of them.

Zhao Zhen's proposal worked and bought them more time.

However, this is only a temporary relief after all. When those Yin soldiers catch up, or their physical strength is exhausted, they can only wait for death in despair.

The road the Yin soldiers passed was filled with a strong ghostly aura, and even a lot of dead bones and blood were scattered. The stench made Song Ci frowned unhappily.

Different from Zhao Zhen, Song Ci is just a physically disabled young man who can be seen everywhere in the contemporary era, and does not have enough yang energy to resist the ghost energy eroding from all directions.

The ghost energy took the opportunity to penetrate into his meridians, wandering in his internal organs, causing pain in his stomach.

But Song Ci didn't say anything.

The pampered young master has only one firm belief at this time - go out!

Together with Zhao Zhen, get out of here!

Lu Xingxing, who was isolated from the black line, had been anxious to help the two of them, but no matter how far he ran, the black line seemed to extend infinitely, without end.

The deep darkness under the bottomless abyss is daunting. Lu Xingxing wanted to jump directly several times and forget it. He wanted to gamble on whether he could just cross it like this.

But they were all grabbed by An Nanyuan and brought back.

"Lu Xingxing, are you crazy!"

An Nanyuan looked at his feet. The stone he kicked fell into the abyss and was swallowed up without even making a sound. This made him feel a little scared, and his heart was pounding.

He looked at Lu Xingxing with a pale face, with the fear of losing his friend in his eyes.

Lu Xingxing scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, and pointed to the two people on the other side: "Then what do you want me to do? Just watch them die like this?"

"How many of those who ran into the Yin soldiers and made excuses survived?"

Lu Xingxing said: "How can I say that I am also a Taoist priest of Haiyun Temple. Since I worshiped under my master, I already know that I will die one day, sooner or later."

He stiffened his neck and said stubbornly: "If I live and those two people die, even if I go back to Haiyun Temple, I will only be beaten out by my master!"

"Then you haven't thought about the consequences?"

An Nanyuan interrupted Lu Xingxing with a low drink, with blue veins popping out of his forehead: "What if you didn't save them after jumping off, but just died in vain? Who will pay me a friend? You worry about them, and I worry about them, but Isn't your own life your life?"

"You want me to watch you risk your life?"

The corners of An Nanyuan's eyes were red: "They are my friends, and so are you. There is only one Lu Xingxing in the world! It's not Zhao Zhen or Song Ci!"

What Lu Xingxing originally wanted to say was suddenly choked in his throat, and his Adam's apple rolled, but he couldn't say what he just said no matter what.

He stared blankly at An Nanyuan who was trembling with anger, and was momentarily speechless.

All he saw in Haiyun was the bustling exchanges between the masters, uncles and masters, running around for the world's peace and life without being intruded by ghosts, even if it cost his own life.

The manuscripts of the predecessors in the temple for the reference of future generations also faithfully recorded the Taoism of the predecessors who did not hesitate to die in order to protect life.

Lu Xingxing is playful, young and restless.

But he is a child brought up by Song Daochang. He was born in Haiyun Temple, one of the three Taoist temples in China. There are only Taoist priests who are dedicated to the Dao and the common people, and there are no people who are greedy for life and afraid of death.

He has life and common people in his heart.

——Although he is still too immature, far from reaching the realm of Taoists.

But his talent has already allowed him to vaguely touch a little boundary in the ambiguity.

He can't comprehend morality, and has no way of his own.

Therefore, he wisely took other people's way as his own way, and felt that as long as he walks the way of all the masters in Haiyun Temple, it is correct.

However, Lu Xingxing was only half right.

At this time, An Nanyuan's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Lu Xingxing's soul fiercely.

He suddenly remembered——

Yes, he himself is life.

If he died, there would be people crying and mourning for him, and his master and ancestors would no longer be able to chase him all over the mountain and beat him up.

He also misses the large tracts of bright yellow mountain flowers blooming on Haiyunguan Mountain. When the wind blows, the waves of flowers ripple.

The master is practicing swords on the cliff, the master is meditating, and the master is sitting in a wheelchair, blowing the spring breeze leisurely...

He... misses that scene.

He doesn't want to lose yet.

Lu Xingxing's Adam's apple rolled, and then he calmed down again.

He turned his head and refused to look at the abyss again, but for a moment he didn't know what to say to An Nanyuan.

After the two calmed down, An Nanyuan also slowly realized his gaffe just now.

He coughed: "I'm sorry. It's just... If you really die below, then if I am in danger again, who will protect me?"

"The sound on the mountain has never stopped. The corpses in the forest will rush out to attack people at some point. I have no power to protect myself."

An Nanyuan frowned slightly, a little sad: "You saved me just now, but if you die... who can come and save me in time?"

Lu Xingxing blinked, forcing back the water overflowing from his eyes, and then raised his head again.

It's like growing up in an instant, from a child to an adult.

The sky that was originally lifted up by the elders also fell on his shoulders at this time.

His shoulders were immature and fragile, but even though he gritted his teeth and pushed himself to the limit, he vowed to lift the sky up for the lives of his friends.

"I know, don't worry."

Lu Xingxing nodded solemnly: "This life will never be given away casually."

"Zhao Zhen and the others..."

Lu Xingxing turned around and looked at the road.

The evil spirits oppressed the evil spirits, and life was cut off wherever they passed.

Zhao Zhen and Song Ci supported each other and walked forward, but their physical strength would soon be exhausted. When the speed slowed down and the Yin soldiers overtook them, the two of them who collided with those things head-on would only have their souls damaged or even A frightening ending.

Lu Xingxing's brain was spinning rapidly, like a poor student who was pushed to the limit in the examination room, and frantically fished out the teacher's explanation from his memory, trying to answer the question in front of him.

'Xing Xing, you didn't attend class. '

The gentle and helpless voice came from the depths of memory.

The homework teacher is sitting under the flower window, the sun shines through the window grille, and the bright patterns fall on the teacher's robe.

Holding a volume of scriptures in his hand, he looked helplessly at the sleepy Lu Xingxing, like a powerful elder who tolerated the mischief of the younger generation.

'If you think about it, I taught this lesson.You know how to resolve the Yin soldier's excuse. '

Uncle Shi gently reminded: 'The most difficult and desperate situation can be solved by the simplest method. '

Cut out the complicated and keep it simple.

The extremes must be reversed.

No one can run into the dark soldiers and survive intact, unless...they didn't install the dark soldiers to make excuses from the very beginning.

Lu Xingxing's eyes slowly widened.

The thoughts that had been knotted in my mind were suddenly straightened at this moment.

He can't solve the Yin soldier's excuse, but there is no need to solve it.

Because that's not his purpose at all, and he doesn't have that powerful strength either.

The only thing he needs to do is to safely withdraw the two people on the road.

As for the rest...

Lu Xingxing suddenly smiled, feeling a sense of relief on his shoulders.

He has an uncle!

He doesn't have to carry everything by himself, anyway, he's just a young Taoist priest who hasn't been trained, but there are so many elders above him.

Is it for nothing that the uncle who manages Yan Shixun yelled so many times?

Thinking about it, Lu Xingxing puffed out his chest proudly, regaining his confidence.

With a smile on his face, he made a gesture with his confident hands, and whispered the spell in his mouth.

"I would like to invite Yan Shixun of this altar, the hero bravely changes the world, judges the reality of the world, and suppresses evil spirits and unrighteous gods..." ①

Clear voices scattered in the air, forming a mysterious rhythm. The ancient spells vibrated in harmony with the heaven and the earth, causing ripples in the air.

At this time, Lu Xingxing's eyes are bright, his brows are like stars.

Just like the Taoists of Haiyunguan, at this moment, he borrowed divine power to communicate with the world and protect life.

An Nanyuan stared blankly at Lu Xingxing, unable to react to his change for a while.

Lu Xingxing was originally a well-known independent musician. He not only wrote lyrics and composed music, but also sang by himself. The sound condition is very good.

At this time, when the ancient and mysterious syllables spit out from his lips, it was so attractive that people couldn't take their eyes off.

Not only An Nanyuan, but the anxious audience in front of Lu Xingxing's split screen also fell silent at this moment, and the bullet screen was blank.

Everyone was quietly listening to Lu Xingxing's voice.

But in a trance, An Nanyuan struggled to pull out a question from his mind: would there really be the word "Yan Shixun" in the content of the spell?Could it be that Lu Xingxing made it up temporarily, why does it sound so unreliable?

The next moment, as if in response to An Nanyuan's question, a faint light lit up in Lu Xingxing's palm little by little, and gradually expanded.

Like a star falling into his palm.

An Nanyuan's eyes widened slowly.

But seeing the stars start a prairie fire, the bright light "hoo!" spread along the ground, and the light wall illuminated the entire space.

The originally dark forest was as bright as day, and the shadows under the trees receded steadily.

Jing Xiaobao, who was giggling while playing, suddenly stopped, and looked to the bright light behind him in horror, not even noticing that the smooth skull that he couldn't put it down fell from his arms.

Even Lu Xingxing himself couldn't help holding his breath, he didn't expect that he would really succeed, and he was in a daze for a while.

"You asked God?"

A deep and magnetic voice suddenly sounded, full of displeasure.

Lu Xingxing was taken aback, and quickly turned his head to look in the direction of the sound.

"Didn't Haiyun Guan teach you serious spells? Why did you invite Shi Xun to come over?"

The tall and slender body of the man stands tall and tall like a mountain, which cannot be offended.

He stood with his back to the darkness not far from Lu Xingxing, his long black hair was blown by the breeze and fluttered gently.

There was cold displeasure in those long and narrow eyes, as if someone had interrupted her relationship with her beloved ghost exorcist.

Lu Xingxing: Abba, isn't this the assistant next to Brother Yan?Why does it look so scary now?

Lu Xingxing replied subconsciously in a daze: "My master taught me that if you can't ask God for help in a critical moment, you should call Brother Yan."

Ye Li's face darkened immediately.

He looked up at the surrounding environment, and then threw the three people in his hand on the ground next to him like a sack.

The dull An Nanyuan and Lu Xingxing watched subconsciously, and saw Zhang Wubing got up from the ground with tears in his eyes, and rolled the dead grass all over his body.

As for the two people next to him... I don't know each other.

An Nanyuan and Lu Xingxing's little minds all had a row of question marks:? ? ?

what's the situation?

Lu Xingxing was even more puzzled, he specially modified the curse of inviting the gods, and wanted to borrow strength from Yan Shixun, but he didn't expect that the person next to Brother Yan appeared first before he borrowed the strength.

what happened?He remembered that he didn't light up the summoning skill of the white-robed mage?

Lu Xingxing felt that his mind, which had been cleared up for a while, had turned into a ball of wool again, tied into a knot.

As for Ye Li next to him, the air pressure was so low that it almost broke through the lower limit of a stranger.

Lu Xingxing was so frightened that he wanted to hug An Nanyuan, he had better turn into air now and not be discovered by this person.

Ye Li didn't share his eyes with them, but looked at the infinitely extending black line beside him, his sharp eyes penetrated the darkness, and looked straight into the abyss.

Even though the ghostly aura obscured him, he still locked onto his ghost exorcist at the first sight.

Yan Shixun's slender and agile figure kept leaping and moving in the dark abyss. The branches that were randomly broken off from Binda were as sharp as long swords in his hands. He slashed under the sword without mercy.

Nothing can stand in his way.

Humans, gods and ghosts, heaven and earth, and the Dao are all unacceptable.

Too dazzling to look directly at.

Ye Li could clearly feel how the slow beating heart was trembling in his chest, he almost wanted to drop everything around him, and immediately returned to Yan Shixun's side.

To him, the whole world is not as good as Yan Shixun alone.

But... no.

Ye Li paused, then recalled what happened just now, his stern face was terribly dark.

Yan Shixun has cut off the source of Binda's ghost energy, and Yan Shixun has found Lan Ze who led him away, and the rest is just some miscellaneous things. Yan Shixun believes that the priests of Haiyun Guan can handle it well .

Therefore, Yan Shixun used the remaining ghost energy in Lan Ze's soul to reverse the route that Lan Ze had drawn from Yinlu, walked in the opposite direction, and left Binda with all the ghost energy and returned to the road outside Binhai City.

They fell into the deepest abyss beneath the highway.

Just like when Yan Shixun jumped off the highway, he saw the darkness of Lanze.

Under the sea of ​​blood, ghost faces crowded and deformed, howling and trying to break through the restraint and rush out.

Dead bones are used as trees, human skins are used as leaves, and flesh and blood are used as nutrients and pretended to be soil.

On the branches, ghost faces twisted and screamed, and the dense eyes were all over the branches. If you didn't look closely, you might even think they were insect eggs on the sick tree.

Cheng Jing only took one look, and felt that his stomach was overwhelmed and he was about to vomit.

He was just a young student who had been involved in studies and experiments, how could he have seen such a bloody scene.

Moreover, there was no time left for him to adapt, and the most terrifying and unbearable scene was directly presented to him.

If it weren't for the thought of protecting his lover to support him, Cheng Jing would almost faint.

Lan Ze looked at Cheng Jing worriedly, feeling uneasy in his heart.

He was worried that Cheng Jing would be frightened by this scene, but also knew that his real appearance was no different from these things, and he was afraid that Cheng Jing would hate him because of this.

The soul that had settled down because of Yan Shixun was shaken again by the reaction of his lover.

Almost instantly, Lan Ze's emotions were reflected in the abyss.

The sea of ​​blood rolled, and the humanoid tree stretched its branches and leaves.

Yan Shixun looked at Lan Ze keenly: "What are you worried about?"

He said calmly: "Escape is never the way to solve problems. Fear will always catch up with you. Misunderstandings lead to tragedy. Lan Ze, you might as well talk to Cheng Jing about your concerns."

In the years of exorcising ghosts and suppressing evil spirits, Yan Shixun has seen many things that escaped because of fear, but ended up causing tragedies.

Soldiers can protect their bodies with hard armor, but their hearts will always be soft because of their loved ones.

It is also more prone to injury.

No matter how brave and strong a person is, when facing the one he loves, he will be afraid and worry about gains and losses.

Like frost.

She was afraid that the nanny she regarded as her biological mother would blame her, so she escaped for a hundred years, but she didn't think that she would miss her life with her loved ones.

Because of seeing it, Yan Shixun didn't want Lan Ze to have such an experience.

not to mention……

Yan Shixun's eyes darkened slightly.

The ghost energy restrained Lanze, dragged him into hell and could not break free, but also brought a powerful force to Lanze, giving him the ability to avenge himself.

Because of this, Lanze's emotions will also affect the Ghost Abyss accordingly.

If Lan Ze wholeheartedly wanted to dissipate the ghost energy and return the world to peace, then for Yan Shixun, there would be a weak point in the abyss that could be broken.

After hearing Yan Shixun's words, Lan Ze hesitated for a moment.

It was Cheng Jing who took the lead in holding Lan Ze's hand.

He didn't ask anything, only his eyes were filled with distress.

Under this glance, all of Lanze's fears collapsed like a dam.

The flood of emotions opened, and Li Gui's obsession was shaken.

The entire Ghost Qi Abyss seemed to be hit by an earthquake. In the violent shaking, waves of blood surged to the sky, viciously slapping the invisible shackles around.

The dull sound of chains sounded from deeper.

Yan Shixun quickly determined his position, his slender fingers nimbly pinched the formula, and the strength lent to him by Ye Li in his meridians was quickly mobilized.

His sharp eyes were bright, and Martin boots kicked off the ground and flew up, heading straight into the darkness.

But at this moment, Lu Xingxing's pious voice rang in Yan Shixun's ears.

Also hearing this voice was Ye Li who had lent Yan Shixun his strength.

Ye Li's eyes, originally filled with admiration and astonishment, suddenly sank, a little unhappy, feeling that Lu Xingxing, a junior, didn't know the timing at all, and disturbed his ghost exorcist's battle.

Yan Shixun thought so too.

But Lu Xingxing used a serious spell to invite the gods - although I don't know why this fool changed the name of the gods to his own.

However, this was enough for Yan Shixun to know that Lu Xingxing was in danger and needed help.

Moreover, Lu Xingxing's voice sounded like a poor husky cub to Yan Shixun, whimpering and squatting under his thigh, eagerly trying to soften his thigh.

Yan Shixun: Tsk.

What is he, a dog house?Or nursery?Why are Zhang Dabinglu Xingxingjing Xiaobao like this?When is he at leisure?

Yan Shixun looked at Ye Li unhappily: "Go and help him."

Ye Li blinked, and looked at Yan Shixun aggrievedly, trying to make him change his mind.

Yan Shixun sneered: "I'm not a god, I'm just an ordinary mortal. Lu Xingxing was able to call me with the magic spell—isn't it caused by your power?"

Because Ye Li lent Yan Shixun his power and god name, so in the eyes of heaven and earth, Yan Shixun is also among the gods who can be invited by mortals.

But Lu Xingxing hit the boundary by accident, and even touched the boundary at the moment of epiphany, and successfully transmitted the voice.

Ye Li: "..."

Without waiting for Ye Li to say anything else, Yan Shixun directly stuffed the three of them into his hands, slapped Ye Li on the back, and pushed him out of the abyss.

"Don't get in the way!"

Yan Shixun said impatiently, "There's a fight."

Thus, Ye Li, who was kicked out by his beloved ghost exorcist, could only stand on the road lamenting, looking into the abyss anxiously.

Shi Xun was really... so dazzling that he looked like the sun and the moon in the world, he couldn't move his eyes away.

It's a pity that they are too far away to feel Shi Xun's aura up close, nor can they witness his heroic fighting posture with their own eyes. When he stepped on the corpse of the evil ghost to take the victory, he couldn't give him applause in time.

Ye Li felt regretful.

Lu Xingxing beside him trembled, and tremblingly stepped forward: "That, that..."

He swallowed his saliva, and he didn't dare to show his cheerful husky appearance in front of Ye Li at all, he stuck his tail between his legs, so cowardly.

"Although I don't know why I called Brother Yan, it was you who came..."

Under Ye Li's indifferent glance, Lu Xingxing was excited, and said instinctively for survival: "Auntie, it's great that you can help me! Zhao Zhen, Song Ci, and other people who don't know where to go Just ask Aunt Master!"

Ye Li raised his eyebrows slowly, and his eyes on Lu Xingxing gradually softened.

Lu Xingxing let out a long breath, feeling that he had just come back to life at this time.

Lu Xingxing: I used to be chic and unruly and freedom, until I was jointly played by my uncle, and QAQ