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"Zhang Wanmo!"

Just when he was in a daze, he never expected that Yan Shuyuan would stand up and grab his neck directly.

A lamp fell from his body, and Yan Shuyuan instantly changed into the form of a dragon, grabbed Zhang Wanmo and flew out of the hall.

"Mer!"

The leader's wife chased for a while, and when she reached the door, she turned around and stopped me, "Little Xing, hurry up and help me, let's set up a formation."

"It's Zhang Wanmo."

I looked at Zhang Wanmo who was caught in mid-air. Yan Shuyuan led Zhang Wanmo up and down non-stop, and hit the wall and some ground.

"After Mo'er's father knew about the existence of the black dragon, he had already set up a formation around him to trap him, but we have no way to destroy him. Now it seems that we can only try to recall Yan Shuyuan's mind. "

The bridal tiara finally fell to the ground after taking so long.

I can't care about these now, I took off the cumbersome coat, picked up the soul-moving lamp that Zhang Wanmo had dropped just now, and stuck up the talisman together with Mrs. Zhang Jiao.

After Yan Shuyuan found that he couldn't fly out of the nearby barrier, he brought Zhang Wanmo back to the ground.

After Zhang Wanmo was tortured like this, the clothes on his body were also torn, mostly scratches, and his face was so swollen that I almost thought it was a different person.

Seeing that he was inhaling more and exhaling less, I picked up the mahogany sword in the hand of the Taoist priest of Tianshi Mansion and chopped it.

The dragon scale has the function of automatically protecting the master, this little damage is not even a tickle for him.

Seeing that I hurt him because of Zhang Wanmo, Yan Shuyuan threw Zhang Wanmo to the ground and said to me, "Chen Xing, it's your turn."

"Little Xing, go!" Zhang Wanmo was afraid that he would hurt me, so he hugged Yan Shuyuan's leg directly.

"Go away!"

With Yan Shuyuan's kick, Zhang Wanmo was kicked far away.

The formation on Madam Head's side was also set up, and she stepped forward to hug Zhang Wanmo.

Seeing Zhang Wanmo being taken care of, I breathed a sigh of relief, "Yan Shuyuan, wake up!"

"Wake up? Wake up for what? Am I not here?"

Yan Shuyuan walked towards me with a smile on his face.

In the next second, he half-kneeled on the ground with his head in his arms, shaking his head vigorously.

"Yan Shuyuan!"

Mrs. Zhangjiao said that Yan Shuyuan was probably possessed by a demon, and what he had to do now was to awaken his reason and kindness so that he would not be overwhelmed by hatred and anger.

The formation is effective, and the alienation on Yan Shuyuan's body has disappeared.

He raised his head, saw the surrounding situation clearly, and saw Uncle Liao's body, then lowered his head again and closed his eyes.

Just when I thought he was being controlled by the black dragon again, I suddenly opened my eyes, "Chen Xing, I did all of this, right?"

"Yes." I nodded.

"Little Xing! Kill him!" A sword slipped to my feet.

It is the Heavenly Master Sword.

I picked up the Heavenly Master Sword, and while Yan Shuyuan was struggling, I slowly walked towards him.

"Chen Xing, are you going to kill me?" Yan Shuyuan smiled palely, "It's not bad to die by your hands."

The Celestial Master Sword in his hand was facing his heart.

Being alive has already become his demon barrier, but if I go down with my sword, will the one who dies be Yan Shuyuan or the black dragon?

When I was hesitating, someone had already made a choice for me.

The Tianshi sword pierced through Yan Shuyuan's heart, and black blood slowly dripped down.

The hall was very quiet, and the breathing of the three of us was clearly visible.

It was Zhang Wanmo who held my hand.

The power on the Heavenly Master Sword forced the remaining dragon souls to be broken down.

The dragon soul broke away from Yan Shuyuan's body and wanted to escape, but Zhang Wanmo lost all his strength and fell behind me.

"Mo'er!" Mrs. Zhangjiao hurried over to support her, and then told me, "Little Xing! Hurry up, the black dragon has lost most of its strength, try to destroy it with the Heavenly Master Sword!"

The Heavenly Master Sword was pulled out of Yan Shuyuan's body again.

Yan Shuyuan fell to the ground with his eyes wide open, clutching his broken heart in disbelief.

The black dragon was rolling not far away, with traces of being wounded by the Heavenly Master's sword on his body, writhing uncomfortably.

I took the Celestial Master Sword and hacked it up again and again, but found that it couldn't be wiped out at all.

Since it cannot be eliminated, then seal it again.

Although Zhang Tianshi can't seal it, I believe that the Xuanwu beast of Fuxi Mountain must also have a way.

I placed the Celestial Master Sword beside Zhang Wanmo.

I raised my hand and made a seal.

The words on the last few pages of "Compendium of Inscribed Steles" flashed in my mind.

The spirit of the whole body was mobilized by me, and as I pulled it out from between the eyebrows little by little, the blood was rolling, and the nose seemed to have blood flowing out, the fingertips were drawing in the air, and the mouth was also chanting mantras.

What I want to engrave is no longer a simple door, this door breaks through time and place.

In the past, I carved only the 'status' of the door, not the shape.

This time, even the shape appeared.

I opened the doorknob, and the tree in front of me was the weak puddle in Fuxi Mountain. The small sapling had grown into a big tree. Xuanwu crawled over from behind the tree, "Chen Xing?"

When Xuanwu Divine Beast was wondering why I appeared here, its nose shrugged, "It's the smell of Xiao Hei!"

I held my breath and didn't dare to speak, so I opened the door to let him see the situation behind me clearly.

The black dragon was struggling in mid-air. After seeing it, Xuanwu Divine Beast stretched its neck without saying a word, and carried the black dragon into Fuxi Mountain.

The black dragon became obviously weaker after entering Fuxi Mountain. It only needs to wrap itself around Xuanwu's tortoise shell like a snake.

"Dead turtle!"

"Xiao Hei, since you're back, let's just stay there, and if you make a fuss, I'll throw you into the weak water for a few days."

Heilong was still struggling at first, but stopped when he heard the word "ruoshui", and put his head on Xuanwu's tortoise shell feebly.

"Chen Xing, how did this wedding look like this?" Xuanwu God Beast shook its head, and a fruit floated from a big tree in the weak puddle and floated in front of me, "This spiritual fruit is your new wedding!" Congratulatory gift, you must remember our agreement at that time."

As soon as I took hold of the spiritual fruit, the door in front of me disappeared.

Finally, it's all over.

In the arms of Mrs. Zhang Wanmo, Zhang Wanmo was already so angry that I fed the spiritual fruit in his hand. The spiritual fruit melted in his mouth and merged into his blood and meridians. The wound also began to heal, and his face returned to its previous appearance.

The head teacher and his wife both breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the other spiritual fruit in my hand, hesitant to speak.

I walked to Yan Shuyuan's side again.

"small star!"

The anxious voice of Mrs. Zhangjiao came from behind.

I sent the last spiritual fruit into Yan Shuyuan's mouth.

On Yan Shuyuan's body, there was only this wound pierced by the Heavenly Master's sword. Under the effect of the spiritual fruit, this wound has also healed.

He stood up, touched his chest and felt a little disappointed, "Why do you still save me?"

"Don't you want to live?" I stood up, "Yan Shuyuan, take a good look, look at the Taoist priests of the Heavenly Master's Mansion in this temple, they all died because of your greed, even Uncle Liao It was you who killed it with your own hands, since you want to live, then live it well, it is best to live in guilt for the rest of your life!"

After I finished speaking, I walked up to Zhang Wanmo with the soul-shifting lamp, and handed the lamp to him.

"small star."

"Zhang Wanmo, why didn't you tell me that you have always had Keke in your heart." Jiang Ke's soul has always been collected by Zhang Wanmo, but I didn't expect that he would pay attention to carrying it with him.

You know, it is best to stay in one place for the soul-moving lamp, and slowly gather the soul after getting familiar with the environment.

If Zhang Wanmo keeps it on her body all the time, besides seeing things and thinking about people, there is also the fact that the gathered souls will be responsive to the person who helped her gather them. After reincarnation, there will definitely be some differences between the two. implicated.

I don't blame Zhang Wanmo, it's myself.

The wedding was also initiated by me. I thought that in the remaining time, if Zhang Wanmo's parents were settled and their wishes were fulfilled, I would feel no guilt towards Mrs. Zhangjiao.

The weather outside had cleared up, and I stumbled out of the hall.

Everything came alive, Mrs. Yan rushed into the hall to check on Yan Shuyuan's situation.

My eyes began to double.

"Xiao Xing?" It was Yan Shuhang's voice.

Until I couldn't hold it anymore and fell down.