Fox spirit's self-cultivation

In another building, Kong Lingxiao and Kong Qing found Li Yafei following the evil spirit, and their expressions changed.

"There is only one painting here. Why is it another painting... I have a bad feeling."

Kong Qing's face was heavy.

A pair of scrolls were closed, exuding an ominous atmosphere. The two stepped forward to open the scrolls, and looked at each other, revealing such expressions.

In the portrait, the woman in the white dress has her eyes closed, quiet and elegant, as compassionate as the Virgin Mary. Her beautiful face during her lifetime is rendered even more beautiful in the painting.

It's like a beauty made of paint.

There was a rose pinned to the woman's chest. She was holding something tightly in her palm, clasped her hands, and put the thing in her hand on her chest with a cherished look.

Just after the portrait was opened, the woman's eyelashes trembled and she slowly opened her eyes, as if she had been disturbed from a deep sleep.

The moment she opened her black eyes, tears of blood ooze from the woman's eye sockets.

The corner of the tearful woman's mouth curled up, with a sweet smile.Spreading her palms, the woman put the thing she was holding carefully to her lips and kissed it, with a pious expression like a pilgrimage.

"Honey, we are finally together, your heart will always be mine, and I will always be yours, are you happy?"

Bright red flowed from the fingers, and flowed from the edge of the scroll to the ground.

Li Yafei held a beating heart in his palm!

"vomit--"

Kong Qing was so stimulated by the scene in front of him that he retched, and Kong Lingxiao quickly grabbed him and dragged him to a place away from the blood, frowning as he watched the signature of the painting.

【Wei Lin】.

This painting only appeared after Wei Lin's death, the artist's signature and seal are both Wei Lin's.

The two looked at the female ghost warily, but the female ghost was just holding the heart fascinatedly at this moment, and didn't seem to notice the two of them until Kong Lingxiao said, "Miss Li Yafei."

"You know my name, you are such a gentle and good man."

Li Yafei didn't raise her head, her eyes were half closed and she said softly, "Since I got married, everyone only called me Mrs. Xu. It seems that my name has become Mrs. Xu. Even Wei Lin, whom I love so much, calls me Mrs. Xu. You It's the second person who calls me by my name, I like you."

"Is Zheng Xuanli the first one to call you by your name?" Kong Lingxiao asked curiously.

"Yeah, he's really a gentle and amazing man." Li Yafei's eyes were filled with blood and tears, but there was a strange smile on his face, "He's really gentle, but too... indescribable."

It's hard to describe, it's really a precise adjective for Zheng Xuanli.

When Zheng Xuanli was mentioned, it was as if a mechanism had been touched, the picture in the background of the portrait was distorted, and something kept sinking into the female ghost's body.

The snow-white skirt gradually turned black, and the roses on her chest withered. The female ghost opened her mouth, revealing her sharp teeth. Under the gaze of Kong Lingxiao and Kong Qing, she smiled and stuffed the blood-dripping heart into the mouth. In the mouth, chew and swallow.

"We will be together forever, my love..."

Blood stained the female ghost's chin and neck red, she raised her head and raised her arms.

A pair of soft and white arms stretched out from the painting, wanting to hug Kong Lingxiao like a lover.

Kong Lingxiao stepped back, and found that after the ghost devoured his lover's heart, a small pattern appeared on the woman's collarbone, like a burning flame.

Kong Lingxiao was confused, what is that?

Li Yafei smiled softly.

"But I'm still so lonely, he doesn't love me, he wants to use my soul to get eternal life. I really like you, so come and accompany me to fall into hell forever!"

After the words fell, the female ghost broke free from the painting and rushed over.

Kong Qing swiftly ran to the distance, crouched down with his head in his arms, and dialed the phone: "Hey, help, we need support! There are ghosts, heart-eating ghosts!"

Kong Lingxiao faced the female ghost without dodging or avoiding. He raised his hand and a blue feather appeared in his hand. He tossed the feather up, and with a flash of cold light, the feather turned into a blue long sword.

The sword light was sharp, and Kong Lingxiao shot swiftly. In just a moment, he had cut off the arms that held the female ghost towards him.

Those arms turned into paint as soon as they hit the ground, Kong Lingxiao glanced at it and immediately understood.

"Is this a painting ghost, or a painting ghost that is about to be refined."

The painting ghost flickered for a moment, and struck from the other side, and another pair of arms emerged, and the well-built and round nails became black and sharp, stained with scarlet blood.

"Come with me." The female ghost was indeed very gentle, even if she was chasing and killing Kong Lingxiao, her tone was as lingering as if she were facing a lover.

Kong Lingxiao was indifferent to this kind of tenderness, he dodged around the mad female ghost, cut the canvas with a sword, picked up the black scroll with the tip of the sword, and held the scroll in his hand.

Blood oozes from the canvas, and the trembling bamboo forest in the painting makes a rustling sound, which makes people feel irritable.

The female ghost covered her face and screamed, seeing Kong Lingxiao throwing countless talismans to trap the female ghost in an instant, and then quickly and ruthlessly made up the sword.

"Hurry up like a law, clean!"

The sword energy directly shattered the canvas, and the talisman that purified the magic energy burned.

The sound of the bamboo forest stopped suddenly, and the female ghost was pierced by successive talisman seals, but she still held on and rushed towards Kong Lingxiao. The phantom pierced through the demon hunter's body for a moment, and the cold air was overwhelming, and then the female ghost's figure disappeared, stayed in place.

She seemed to wake up a bit, and raised her hand to touch her heart in a daze: "The imprint... disappeared..."

Those blood-stained eyes looked at Kong Lingxiao, and said with compassion: "The one who defeats me is qualified to... transfer the imprint... yes, the new bride... oh..."

After speaking, the female ghost was suppressed by the talisman and disappeared in place.

Kong Lingxiao raised his hand to touch his chest with a dignified expression.

When the female ghost passed through his body, something seemed to stay on him, and he felt a pain in his heart, but he soon recovered.

Picking up the painting scroll that had fallen on the ground and not being crushed, Kong Lingxiao threw it to Kong Qing, and said in a deep voice, "It's a ghost refining technique, using the hair and nails on the ghost's body to grind it up and mix it into the paint, then Seal the birthday horoscope written in the blood of ghosts into the painting scroll with spells, and you can refine it into a violent painting ghost. Burn Li Yafei's birthday."

The owner of the ghost painting is Wei Lin, who killed Li Yafei and wanted to refine Li Yafei's ghost.It's just that man is not as good as heaven. Before he could control the ghost, he was killed by the solid ghost, his heart was pulled out, and his soul was swallowed by Li Yafei.

And the marks that disappeared on Li Yafei's body...

"Third brother, what's the matter?" Kong Qing asked worriedly seeing Kong Lingxiao's expression was not good.

"It's okay." Kong Lingxiao shook his head. He didn't want his brother to be more worried about himself because of the monster's brand, so he didn't mention it. He just wanted to find out and erase it.

Kong Qing put away the scroll, and yelled at the other end of the dialed phone: "What the hell is going on with this damn painting? Isn't Wei Lin dead? Why is the female ghost in Wei Lin's painting?"

"Uh, Xiao Kong, I just want to tell you some bad news." The person on the other end of the phone stammered.

Kong Qing said with lingering fear: "What news, tell me quickly. We just caught the ghost, and this matter can be considered over."

The demon hunter on the other end of the phone said in a heavy tone, "It's not over yet. Painting ghosts also involves the Xie sect, you know, it's the crooked way introduced from abroad. They exchange human lives for rejuvenation and resurrection. The devil bestows upon them wealth, talents, money.

"Painting is just a medium. They also prepared a bride for the devil. Pfft—do they think that the devil is a low-level monster who will be attracted by beauty? There was a rumor before that the devil can turn stone into gold, and he will give it to his servants." One's own people give inexhaustible and inexhaustible wealth... This group of people is greedy."

"Stop, what is the devil's bride?" Kong Lingxiao frowned fiercely.

The demon hunter couldn't explain the bride's problem, so he only said the key points: "Actually, we don't know. The mastermind of this matter is Song Qianshi. In order to surpass Xu Xiangrong and become the number one master, he joined the xie sect and learned some demons. Crooked way. We just found out that Song Qianshi and his gang drew a lot of pictures of beauties, and used the name of an art exhibition to attract homeless people to work and rob the paintings. You all know that many countries can’t help wooden warehouses, and there are almost no survivors. , those dead are all sealed in portraits, and they want to use the souls of those poor people to summon the Demon King."

Kong Qing's face darkened, and he remembered that when he came here just now, he saw those who took Xu Xun and Zheng Xuanli away moved a lot of things up there. Now that he thought about it, those things were clearly portraits.

He looked at Kong Lingxiao, Kong Lingxiao put away the talisman paper that sealed Li Yafei, and walked out quickly: "I'll help Zheng Xuanli and rescue Xu Xun first."

As soon as they pushed the door, they found that the building in the distance was already filled with a tyrannical demonic energy.

Kong Lingxiao jumped down from upstairs, took a shortcut and rushed over, saying: "Second brother, you wait for support, I will go there first."

"Okay, you go first, I promise I won't hold you back."

Kong Qing was also going crazy, so they asked Zheng Xuanli to help. Why did things go like this?

Summoning the Demon King... offering a sacrifice...

With such a coincidence, Zheng Xuanli couldn't have been more ominous, right?

Kong Qing hurried down the stairs, and the informant on the phone continued: "Because all the dead in foreign countries are homeless, there is no response. Fortunately, Huaguo is strictly controlled, and they have no chance to mess around, but now there are already victims. It's Mrs. Xu——

"She was deprived of vitality by Wei Lin, who was with Song Qianshi, and died of weakness. Wei Lin's talent in painting and the opportunity to learn painting were exchanged for his lover's life to enshrine monsters. Now Xu Xiangrong is another one of them. Target……"

"There's no chance to mess around, they've already started! Is the Internet bad over there? Why don't you know anything! Now someone is missing, and there are portraits...Damn it, I hope Zheng Xuanli can last a little longer."

Although I know that Zheng Xuanli is good at Taoism, but the group of followers of the demon king clearly came prepared, and when the demon king really shows up...

How can the Demon King be a ruthless character like Zheng Xuanli, a weak human being who can deal with it!

Kong Lingxiao moved very quickly. When he arrived at the building, he found that the room was blocked by demon energy, and a lunatic rushed out. He knocked the lunatic unconscious, and directly opened the door with his sword and rushed in.

As soon as he entered the room, Kong Lingxiao was almost overwhelmed by the strong evil spirit. When Zheng Xuanli and Xu Xun were found, Kong Lingxiao's pupils shrank, and the aura around him was as cold as ice.

"Zheng Xuanli!"