Watch Out! Danger Ahead

Behind Shi Qiuwu and the others, Shi Yue stretched his head while sitting in a wheelchair, looking through the gap between the silhouettes, and looking in the direction of Song Qingxiao.

Shi Qi was still pushing the wheelchair, and seeing his probe motion, could not help reminding him:

"left already."

"I know." The gentle-tempered youth nodded with a good temper, but was still looking at her direction:

"I just look at it again."

There was a faint doubt in his eyes. While speaking, he slowly reached out and touched his chest.

There was a scar left there, which was penetrated by Song Qingxiao who was out of control during the battle in the imperial city.

He almost lost a small life, but was saved in the end, leaving a very hideous wound.

"It's useless to look at it again." Shi Qi looked at his drooping eyelids and said, "She didn't look at you again."

Having said that, he added another sentence:

"She might not even know you are here."

Today's Song Qing is as small as the stars above the nine heavens, dazzling and eye-catching.

She might be another strong man who is expected to step into the great realm after the Eastern Qin Wuguan 6,000 years ago.

The pale youth heard what he said, but did not show any fragility, but was taken aback for a while, then smiled softly:

"She didn't see me... But, I saw her."

He just yearned for the morning sun, and didn't necessarily want to move closer.

Shi Qi has been with him for many years, as if he understood what was in his heart and stopped talking.

...

At this moment, Song Qingxiao sensed the familiar breath of Shen Zhuang, and entered the Shenzhuang that he had come to from the opened door of the **** prison.

A Qi took her hand, turned her head curiously, and looked around.

At this time, Shen Zhuang's black air was permeated, and there was a rancid smell all around.

The old street bricks are black and red, and there is an unknown liquid leaking out.

On the ground, there are many black and dry lanterns, some of which are almost stuck to the moss growing on the ground, or even covered.

Broken bowls and benches are scattered everywhere, and unscrupulous mulberry forests grow from corners and broken houses, almost sealing the original streets.

This is an lonely city with no one, despair and silence filled every corner of this place.

If a person with low concentration is here, I am afraid that within a moment, he will be driven crazy by the dark power here.

But for Song Qingxiao and Aqi, they were not affected at all.

One is determined and determined, and the other is the source of devil qi itself.

In addition, Ah Qi had seen the Nine Underworlds and controlled the law of life and death, so naturally the dark power of this place was even more unconcerned.

The silver wolf followed Song Qingxiao's side, and the silver hairs on it seemed to haunt the red lotus karma fire, and the ghosts dodged in the past and did not dare to approach it.

"Have you ever been here?"

The surroundings were too quiet, and he noticed that every step Song Qingxiao deliberately took, it increased the noise, as if he intended to let people know that she was here.

In the dark, it seemed that some invisible eyes were spying on the two people who broke into the dead city, with curiosity and unkindness.

Song Qingxiao deliberately restrained his aura, deliberately pretending to be no different from ordinary people, and Ah Qi naturally restrained his aura, so as not to scare away these spying evil spirits.

"Yeah." Song Qing nodded slightly.

When she came last time, Qing Mingling had been sleeping because she had absorbed too much power, so Ah Qi didn't have a deep memory of this place.

"When I first came, there were many people."

She talked about the past, her eyes gradually softened, and a little smile appeared in her eyes:

"There is my master and my brother."

Aunt Wu and others also entered here together.

When they came that time, several people entered the city and alarmed the ghost king and human skin lanterns here, and they hid in Aunt Wu's natal house after being hunted down.

She seemed to have deliberately remembered, so she deliberately suppressed her breath, and alarmed the evil spirits hidden in this place, as if to retrieve the feeling of walking with Song Daochang and Song Changqing that day.

"Unfortunately, we met the Nine Ghosts King. I couldn't beat it and almost died in her hands. In order to save me, my brother agreed to a marriage that didn't belong to him, and finally stayed here.

When Ah Qi heard that she was almost dying, there was a trace of tension on that little face, and she squeezed her hand firmly.

Hearing that she was rescued later, I couldn't help but let out a big sigh of relief:

"Too hateful, dare to beat my mother!"

He clenched his fist and said bitterly:

"I will avenge my mother!"

Song Qing smiled and touched his bald head.

"So mother wants to come here because I want revenge?"

"It's mainly to save my brother." When she said this, the smile on her face gradually faded.

Within the sacred prison, there is a set of time rules.

She completed her trial mission that day, and after she left here, more than half a year had passed.

It has been a long time since she left here that year.

At present, the situation is a bit bad.

In Shenzhuang, there are no half-person figures and lively mouths, ghosts are rampant, and the ghosts here are very vicious and full of hostility.

After Meng Fanglan brought Song Changqing's soul back to Jiuyou, there was a senior, so she would be comforted temporarily and would not come out to do evil.

Song Daochang has a certain level of cultivation. In a situation like Shen Zhuang, if he has the ability to shoot, he will not die.

He came from a Taoist sect, and his spells have a restraining effect on ghosts.

Wherever there are restrictions, this place shouldn't be so out of control.

Coupled with Zhang Shouyi's promise to her, he promised to stay here.

They are already century-old ghosts, and with them, they should be able to restrain themselves.

But at this moment, Shenzhuang's situation seems to have gradually deteriorated.

She was vaguely disturbed and frowned.

On the wall of the alley corner, a dark red thick liquid ‘bubble’ drilled out of the cracks in the slippery wall. A gray bone finger was mixed in the liquid and slowly stretched out.

Ah Qi was like a naughty child, and at the moment the bone fingers stretched out, he pinched it.

‘Chirp--’

As soon as the bone finger was caught by him, he seemed to be greatly frightened, struggling to retract.

But after A Qiyi catches him, where is he willing to let go.

He pulled the bone finger out of the crack in the wall with only a slight twitch, and grasped it in his palm.

This was a severed finger, after falling into his palm, it seemed that something was wrong at last.

Malice was replaced by fear, and the gray finger bones kept trembling.

Every time Ah Qi rubs, he can hear the ghost screaming in the phalanx.

"Let's go quickly, first go to the city lord's mansion and talk about it."

Song Qingxiao's expression became more solemn.

The loss of control of the ghosts here made her gradually lose her memories of the past. She wanted to return to the place where Song Changqing had left and open the gate of Jiuyou.

As soon as she ordered, Ah Qi responded, and then stretched out his hand blankly.

‘Click. ’

There was a crisp cracking sound from the finger bones, and the resentful spirit attached to it screamed sharply, turning into a gray mist and disappearing.

"Speak quietly." The little monk moved his ears and muttered softly:

"Don't bother my mother."

He followed Song Qingxiao, and every step he took, black energy escaped from his body.

These black qi quickly penetrated into the wall. The ghosts hidden inside were still malicious, but at this time they were quickly taken as prey and caught one by one.

Compared with the last time I came here, Shenzhuang has undergone an abnormal change at this time, as if the traces of people who once lived are being forcibly erased.

Instead, it is a paradise for evil spirits.

But Song Qingxiao came here once, and was impressed with the approximate location of this place, and soon went straight to the city lord's mansion.

In the city lord's mansion, there are still scars from the last war.

Song Qingxiao took Ah Qi's hand, and stood with the silver wolf above the city lord's mansion, overlooking the huge hole left by the formation of the former formation.

Looking down from above, the hole was deep and dark, as if it was bottomless.

"The evil spirit inside is very strong."

A Qi tilted his head and glanced at Song Qing Xiao, and with a wave of his hand, these evil spirits turned into power that was beneficial to him, and they all penetrated into his body.

Without the pervading black air, the scene below appeared in the eyes of the two.

The cave is about ten feet deep, and on the side of the cave wall, a long ladder has been artificially built, leading directly into the cave.

Song Qingxiao jumped into the city lord's mansion and landed on the side of the ladder.

When she jumped down, Ah Qi's figure turned into a residual mist and disappeared, and when she landed, the residual mist condensed into a figure and appeared beside her.

The giant wolf lightly jumped out of the midair, and when it landed, the flames burned with evil aura, emitting a stink.

A gloomy light flashed in its eyes, impatiently walking the stone steps, and first jumped into the underground tomb.

She looked at the stairs in a daze.

The stairs here are very simple and irregular, like people who polish stones and don't have the energy to carve them carefully.

For some reason, it reminded her of the stone steps down the mountain in the Taoist temple before leaving Yunhu Mountain for Shenzhuang.

Seeing her standing in a daze in front of the stone steps, Ah Qi thought she was quite jealous of the evil spirit in the cave, so she could not help but stepped down two steps first, turning her head and reaching out to her like a little adult:

"Mother, mother, I will hold you."

"Come down, the master takes you."

Amidst Song Qing's child's knowledge sea, a serious old man suddenly appeared, and like A Qi at this time, he stretched out his hand to her.

The coincidence of the little monk and Song Lao Dao's figure touched her heartstrings.

"Mother, mother?"

Seeing that she was just staring at herself blankly, A Qi couldn't help calling her twice.

She woke up and smiled:

"Okay." She stretched out her hand, allowing the young boy to hold her, and slowly walked down the stairs into the underground tomb.

It has been sorted out here, but traces of the post-war can still be seen.

The books have been sorted out and stacked one by one in the south corner.

Some of the old objects in Shenzhuang were treated separately and placed on the side of the book.

She remembered that when she left, there were mountains of bones that had collapsed in the tomb.

But at this time the underground tomb was empty, and the terrifying bone mountain had disappeared out of thin air.

There are only a few skeletons left, piled up in the corners, and affected by the evil spirit of this place, it seems that they have once again become enchanted.

It's just because Ah Qi is there that these evil things don't dare to move.

"Zhang Shouyi!"

After Shenzhuang became a ghost town, even if Meng Fanglan had been dormant temporarily, most people would not dare to come here easily.

Those who can come here to pack these things, except Yunhushan's Song Daoist, don't think about it.

The remaining bone mountains made her feel a bad premonition, and the change here seemed to tell her that during the time she left, the place was developing in a bad direction.

"Where is Zhang Shouyi!"

She shouted loudly, her voice uttered with divine thoughts.

The strength of half-stepping into the Holy Realm was released, and it exerted a powerful restraint on the surrounding ghosts.

Those bones that were not originally considered safe, under her voice full of murderous intent, quieted down, and did not dare to tremble again.

She called several times, but didn't get a response, she quickly let go of her spirit, until a few seconds later, she finally sensed a few breaths.

"Who is making a loud noise here!"

A male voice screamed, but with a trace of imperceptible weakness.

In the flying sound of the cloak of ‘Hula’, several green ghosts flashed out of the underground tomb.

"Zhang Shouyi?"

When Song Qingxiao saw the ghost in front of him, he couldn't believe it at first.

But relying on his breath and her excellent memory, she still recognized the ghost that had already faded in front of her eyes:

"Zhang Shouyi!"

She still remembers the first time she saw Zhang Shouyi when she stepped into the red mist a hundred years ago.

He has been dead for a hundred years, but he is unrelenting.

Armed with a heavy bow, a blood-stained red cloak was flying in the wind, and the murderous spirit was soaring in that battle, the ghosts and gods had to avoid.

At that time, he led a team of soldiers who followed him and blocked Meng Fanglan's ghost from entering Shenzhuang for a hundred years.

What a majesty it was when she snatched the Taihao Heavenly Book from Dong Qin Wuwo for her.

But at this time Zhang Shouyi had only half of the remnant bow left in his hand, the cloak was torn, the armor was damaged, and the spirit body was already flashing, as if it could not last long.

His strength is not even as good as one-fifth of when Song Qingxiao first met him.

What happened to Shen Zhuang during the time she left?

Has she come too late and Song Changqing can't make it?

Where's the master? Is it still alive?

Is Meng Fanglan already out of trouble? Is the situation of Zhang Shouyi in front of him related to the nine ghosts?

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Song Qingxiao's heart.

Zhang Shouyi's soul body was seriously damaged, and when he found Song Qingxiao, it seemed that he couldn't recognize her.

It wasn't until Song Qingxiao called out his name that it seemed to activate the dusty memory in his heart for a long time.

"You can't recognize me?"

Upon hearing this, the flimsy general shook his spirit body slightly, as if he couldn't believe it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ tentatively called out:

"Miss Song? Is that you?"

"It's me." She nodded and said:

"I am back!"

"Miss Song! Miss Song is back!"

"Miss Song is back!"

Hearing this, Zhang Shouyi was trembling with excitement and turned around to drink!

The ghosts of the soldiers behind him were worse than him, and their expressions seemed to have become numb.

It wasn't until he shouted several times that the soldiers' ghosts seemed to react to what he said, and finally a glimmer of hope was injected into those dull eyes.

"Miss Song, it was the one who vowed to come back, Miss Song?"

"It's Miss Song, it's Miss Song who said she would come back! She really came back!"