Starting from the recovery of Shanhaijing

Chapter 107 Angry!
There was thunder outside the house.

The cold wind poured in from the gaps in the windows, blowing the light gauze.

The beautiful quilt on the bed wraps the graceful torso looming.

Yan Jing clenched the Shuofeng sword tightly, behind him was the sound of Zhao Ganwu fighting alone against many enemies.

"Why is the guest officer here?"

A charming female voice came out from behind the gauze curtain, and Yan Jing couldn't help being taken aback.

Can evil spirits speak?

Quickly stepping forward to open the gauze curtain, Yan Jing was still astonished when she saw the scene between the beds.

I saw a fair-skinned, beautiful girl leaning on the bed and looking at me.

She held a black fan in her hand, her fragrant shoulders were half exposed, she was wrapped in a brocade quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks, and behind her was a black and yellow silk dress.

Yan Jing's gaze moved up, and finally landed on the butterfly jade hairpin slanted in the girl's hair.

"I'm looking for someone."

Stepping forward, Yan Jing said in response.

"Who does the guest officer want to see?"

The girl opened the black fan, concealed half of her face, leaving only a pair of eyes with reddish-brown pupils to stare at Yan Jing, who was facing Lu Wu's golden eyes without retreating at all.

"Show girl."

Yan Jing scanned the girl's surroundings, but found nothing unusual, so she couldn't help frowning.

Looking down at the compass, the pointer was clearly aimed at the guy in front of him.

So far, Lu Wu's golden eyes have never had any problems with his spiritual vision, but this "failure" made Yan Jing quickly realize that this girl is not simple.

"It's not difficult to see her, as long as the guest officer is willing to pay a small price."

The girl chuckled, her voice was clear and pleasant, but when it came to Yan Jing's ears, it was a little weird.

"So, what's the price?"

"It's not such a precious thing, it's just your soul, would you like to give it?"

With half of her face hidden behind the fan, the girl opened her eyes and spoke.

"It's not impossible, but I can't take out my soul, I'm afraid you have to take it yourself."

The moment the voice fell, Yan Jing had already disappeared in place.

An inch of time!
When he reappeared, the Red Nightmare Armor manifested, and the Yanyue Saber was also condensed instantly, and the head was cut off, and the dark blue streamer turned into a half-circle by the Shuofeng Sword, sealing off the evil spirit's escape route.

In the blink of an eye, the Yanyue Knife had split Xie Chong's shoulder, cut into his chest, and chopped the quilt and bed board into tatters.

Blood splashed out, Yan Jing succeeded in the blow, but there was no joy on his face.

The girl lying on the bed still had a smile on her face, the black fan fell aside, and the lower half of her face was cracked like broken porcelain.

Seeing this scene, Yan Jing never imagined that this is not the opponent's body at all!

In the next second, Yan Jing only felt an inexplicable irritability and anger rising in her heart.

The figure who should have retreated forcefully stayed in place, swung the Yanyue knife and tried to chop the corpse that was almost in two again, his eyes were bloodshot, and the expression on his face suddenly became extremely ferocious, full of resentment.

But at this moment, a stream of cool energy suddenly gushed out from Yan Jing's chest and penetrated into his body. Under the influence of this energy, his whole body trembled, his expression immediately calmed down, and his eyes became clear again.

After returning to her senses, Yan Jing looked at the girl on the bed again, only to see that it was not a delicate woman at all, but a shriveled, distorted female corpse with hollow features.

At this time, Yan Jing finally understood why Lu Wu's golden eyes failed earlier, because since he stepped into the room, he has probably fallen into an illusion created by evil spirits, and everything he saw was also false.

As for the energy gushing out from his chest, if Yan Jing remembered correctly, it should be where he stored the Buddha's head.

It's just that now he has no time to check it out.

Something seemed to have been drilled under the gorgeous quilt and black and yellow silk clothes at some point, and it kept rising and falling, and narrow and long tentacles came out from the gaps, approaching Yan Jing's head.

Turning the Yanyue Knife in his hand, the barbaric tiger spirit was wrapped around it, and he chopped down on the bedding without hesitation.

Hiss~呼~
A sharp hiss suddenly broke out.

The bed burst under the heavy pressure, and the quilt and silk clothes were also overturned. The Shuofeng sword shot from the side and shuttled back and forth.

There was a thunderstorm, and the rain poured down outside the house.

The rainwater slapped the window frame with a dense and crisp sound, and the light in the house dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But even so, Yan Jing still saw the terrifying existence standing upright behind him through the gap created by the torn bedding.

It was a sickly greyish-yellow bloated mass, which could only be said to barely retain a human shape. In the center of its shoulders was a huge mouth full of fangs, and the neck protruded from this huge mouth. Snake-like long and narrow head.

Its chest is filled with all kinds of human faces, including male, female, old and young, all with angry faces, and the female corpse that Yan Jing killed earlier is in its chest and abdomen, and it has already recovered completely. The body swayed back and forth and laughed loudly.

The two thick giant legs broke through and crushed the bed, and the arms have already turned into two huge tentacles, and many thin tentacles have grown from them!
This evil spirit obviously didn't expect Yan Jing to be able to get rid of its mind control. The attack that was supposed to win failed, and he was cut in the abdomen. He was completely enraged, and he immediately showed his real body and wanted to strangle Yan Jing.

It's just that Yan Jing, who has already woken up, is also unwilling to let it go!
The Yanyue Knife spread out, turned into two long knives, and directly hit the two tentacles protruding from Xie Chong. The violent impact shook the big air wave, and debris scattered all over the ground.

As soon as the two sides started to stalemate, the resentful faces of Xie Chong's chest and abdomen seemed to come alive. He dragged his flesh and blood out of his neck, and went straight to Yan Jing's torso. People shudder.

Yan Jing was naturally not interested in experiencing this kind of "entertainment" up close, so the bloody robe immediately unfolded the folded shield.

The window on one side of the room was directly smashed by the rainwater that gathered, and the water flow split into several streams, impacting on the evil creature, and forcibly slowing down its attack. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yan Jing immediately opened his mouth and shouted outside the door,

"Flare, shake people!"

Previously, it was at the bank of Chengjing Lake, where water spirit power was particularly abundant, Yan Jing was able to fight He Bo all the way, and then ended the battle at the bottom of the lake.

Currently in the town, although the existence of the storm can still provide assistance to Yan Jing, it will undoubtedly require Yan Jing to pay more effort and price to suppress it like last night.

Maybe Yan Jing didn't care before changing it.

However, the battle with He Bo made him realize that facing evil spirits for a long time or even fighting at close quarters would aggravate his mental state.

That being the case, the risk cannot be borne by him alone,
Besides, there is no such thing as martial ethics when dealing with evil spirits, shoulder to shoulder is the kingly way!

When Zhao Qianwu downstairs heard the noise upstairs, he knew that Yan Jing had already fought Xie Chong, so he immediately swung his long stick to forcefully clear a path in front of him, grabbed the signal flare with one free hand, and went straight outside the building.

(End of this chapter)