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Chapter 64
Mingyou let go of Moyin's hand, and shot out a burst of profound energy from his fingertips, strengthening the power of the trapped formation.

She quickly walked to Xuanzhen's side, helped him up from the ground, "Get up, leave it to me."

Xuanzhen naturally knew that he had reached his limit, and he already knew that this trap would not be able to trap this unlucky ghost.

When he stood up, he felt a surge of power pouring into his body, and the tiredness caused by the lost energy disappeared in an instant.

"Thank you, Master Patriarch." He whispered in a voice that only Ming You could hear.

The power of the trapped formation that was blessed by Mingyou increased instantly. When the unlucky ghost hit the transparent cover, it felt a powerful force coming, and its soul was a little unstable.

It looked at the girl standing in front of it, and the girl's fingers with delicate eyebrows and eyes outlined in the air.

A light blue transparent talisman floated in the air.

Ashes and smoke extinguishing talisman.

It was shocked, it had never heard of such a freehand character.

And the power on this talisman is very strong, so strong that it can be felt from such a distance.

"Who are you?" It took a few steps back, stopped hitting the trap, and floated obediently in mid-air.

"You don't deserve to know, who helped you enter Feng Yan's body?" Ming You has the eyes of the sky, so he naturally knows Feng Yan's name.

After the unlucky ghost left Feng Yan, she looked at Feng Yan's past. The unlucky ghost got on Feng Yan one night, and she couldn't see the specific reason.

Hearing Mingyou's question, the unlucky ghost's face changed slightly. Although its ferocious expression was still there, the black air around it calmed down a lot.

"I'll give you two choices. If you answer honestly, you'll be rewarded with ashes. If you don't answer, purgatory is lacking a cultivated drifter like you." Ming You's cherry lips curled slightly, as if she didn't care about its answer.

The unlucky ghost weighed in his heart for a long time, and whether he answered or not answered was no different from death.

There is a difference between dying happily and being tortured to death.

"I said." Its dark eyes rolled slightly, "If I said it, can you send me to reincarnation?"

Mingyou didn't answer its question, and directly ejected a burst of profound energy from his fingertips, and that profound energy burst out through the air, passed through the trapped formation, and directly penetrated the soul of the unlucky ghost with the sound of the wind.

The unlucky ghost lowered his head, only to see a big hole in his stomach, and wisps of black air were oozing out.

This is all its cultivation!

It frantically covered it with its hands, but to no avail.

"three--"

Mingyou is already counting down.

"I said!" it said impatiently, "it's a Taoist priest! He saw me wandering around and wanted to catch me, but for some reason, he let me go again, but showed me a way to let me go. Possessed on this guy, he won't catch me."

"Possession requires a medium. How did you, an unlucky ghost, get on Feng Yan, who is all lucky?" Ming You said coldly.

"Look at him. There is a small gourd on his body, which was given to him by the Taoist priest. It contains my pure evil spirit." The unlucky ghost pointed to Feng Yan's neck.

Mingyou hooked his fingertips, and a rope floated out from Feng Yan's chest, with a black gourd tied to it.

The texture should have been jade, but now it has turned black.

She exerted a slight force, and the rope broke, and the little gourd floated into her hand.

The tentacles were cold, and her fingertips were a little stiff from the cold.

As soon as Mingyou exerted force, he crushed the gourd.

Black powder fell from her palm.

"Ah——you—" the unlucky ghost let out a heart-piercing cry instantly.

"What's that?" Mrs. Feng was curious when she saw Mingyou took something from Feng Yan's body and crushed it directly.

"Evil thing, an object that made your son sick." Xuanzhen couldn't say anything more, after all, Feng Tianlei and his wife couldn't see the unlucky ghost in the air.

A talisman popped out from Mingyou's fingertips, and the black shadow gradually appeared in midair.

Feng Tianlei gasped, "This! This..."

"Ah! Ghost!" Madam Feng screamed, and hurriedly buried her head in Feng Tianlei's chest. If she hadn't missed Feng Yan, she would have fainted.

Ming You clapped his hands, brushed off the powder in his palms, and looked coldly at the miserable unlucky ghost, "You're hiding something from me."

The pure evil spirit of the unlucky ghost was destroyed, it was his most important thing, and it was the crystallization of his cultivation.

"I was wrong! I dare not do it again!" It begged bitterly.

"Let's talk." Ming You didn't believe that it was so simple to possess Feng Yan, the Taoist priest must have given it a task.

"The Taoist priest should be helping someone with work. I am not captured by him, I was raised by him, but I really don't know who he is helping with. All of this is arranged by him." Unlucky ghost old man Honestly explained the whole story clearly, "His order is that I must let the Feng family go bankrupt, otherwise he will destroy the things in the gourd... Now you have destroyed it..."

It said very aggrieved, its eyes fell on the small pile of powder on the ground.

Mingyou nodded, and didn't ask any more questions, just threw out an ashes and smoke extinguishing talisman.

The unlucky ghost closed his eyes as if he had been prepared for a long time.

In an instant, its ghost image was torn apart in the air, shattered into black mist, disappeared in the air, and ceased to exist.

The temperature in the room suddenly rose.

The cold feeling before was gone.

Mingyou withdrew from the trapped formation, walked to Feng Yan's side and squatted down, she reached out and tapped Feng Yan's brow, injecting a little bit of faith.

Feng Yan was already very weak, his third class was all bleak, and the yang energy and essence energy in his body were almost exhausted.

"Put him on the bed." Ming You looked at the black dog blood all over his body, it was really dirty.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Feng hurried over.

The bodyguard put Feng Yan on the bed and retreated.

Mrs. Feng was not too dirty, she took Feng Yan's hand and held it tightly, "Son, wake up..."

"Okay, stop crying and listen to what Master Xuanzhen has to say." Feng Tianlei was very sensible.

Xuanzhen looked at Mingyou, "Speak."

Only then did Ming You open his mouth: "He is very weak now, and his soul will leave his body if he is not careful. Don't keep making noises in his ears."

"Is there any way to make him better?" Feng Tianlei asked, "I'm willing to pay any amount!"

As a native of the capital, he certainly knew that Master Xuanzhen's move was very expensive.

Especially for today's incident, he felt that it must be very serious, otherwise why did Master Xuanzhen feel weak just now?

"3000 million, I promise him to be alive and kicking for seven days." Ming You stretched out three fingers and said with a smile.

"I promise!" Feng Tianlei said quickly, as if he was afraid that Mingyou would go back on his word.

Mingyou frowned slightly, could she be missing?
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(End of this chapter)