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Chapter 33 Liberation
Shen Fei lifted the sword to chop, cut, collapse, slash, strike, wash, cut, stab, stir, press, hang, sweep, Wang Shi dodged and dodged, trying to dodge again and again, but was brushed away every time.

The lingering yin energy on Wang's body gradually thinned out, and his spirit body also changed from being solid at the beginning to somewhat illusory. As his strength weakened, Wang's speed of escaping and dodging would also be slower, a vicious circle. After a while, she might be about to lose her soul on the spot.

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Wang was planning to escape, but every time she fled to the outside of the village, she would be stopped by Shen Fei. When she dodged towards the village instead, Shen Fei would not force her too much, and would always allow her to escape two steps more.

When the two of them were out of the little Taoist's sight, Shen Fei said calmly: "Give up the plan of running away, I will definitely not let you go today."

Wang Shi probably came to his senses, and gave Shen Fei a look of resentment, but there were also some other meanings in his eyes, which were a bit complicated.

Immediately, she floated straight towards a certain place in the village, and Shen Fei followed closely with his sword in hand. At this time, he had already turned off his skills, and he could easily catch up with him only by his own speed.

Following Wang's passage through the house, after passing a few houses, he came to that familiar place, Shen Fei took a look, this is not the one who listened to the corner of the wall when he first came to the village, oh no, the household on the roof.

Wang entered through the wall, Shen Fei walked to the door, knocked on the door politely: "Du, Du, Du, hello, is there anyone inside?" He is very polite.

But there were miserable howls from inside the house, and no one invited him in.

"Ahhh, let me go, please let me go, I didn't participate in the molestation of you by the three brothers of the Zhang family at that time, it's really none of my business..."

"Ah, ah, don't kill me, I was forced to come here by them, I didn't know you before you died, please let me go..."

"Ahhhhhhhh, Boss Song ordered you to go find him..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh).

Shen Fei listened to all kinds of begging for mercy accompanied by screams in the house, but there was someone who spoke harshly, but no one said welcome to come in, so Shen Fei couldn't go in.

He skillfully jumped to the roof again, peeled off the three layers of thatch, and took a look inside. Good guy, all the pale, stiff and reckless fell into a heap, which is really not beautiful.

Not long after, the man's wailing gradually disappeared in the room, and only a female voice was left mourning and weeping. There seemed to be resentment, relief, helplessness, and hesitation in the cry.

Shen Fei was listening quietly on the roof, holding the mahogany sword in his hand, staring into the distance, and no longer made any movement.

The weeping sound changed from small to loud, then from loud to small, and gradually returned to calm. After a while, Shen Fei felt a coldness coming from under his feet, approaching slowly and steadily.

Wang floated up to the roof from the house, she didn't look like the disheveled hair after the berserk, she was neither ferocious nor perverted, nor did she have a hideous face, but just like when Shen Fei saw her for the first time, she was beautiful, gentle, calm and indifferent.

He nodded slightly at Shen Fei and said: "Young Lord, can you let me see the officials again." It was obviously a plain and calm sentence, but the voice was full of pleading.

Shen Fei pondered for a moment, then stretched out his left hand, took out the two ear urns with seals, and released them with a thought.

As soon as that man Liu Jian came out of the urn, his eyes were blood red, and he rushed towards Shen Fei madly.

Shen Fei didn't dodge, Wang Shi who was on the side lightly stepped forward, hugged the man's waist, leaned his head on the man's back, quietly closed his eyes, smiled, and two lines of tears fell down at some point.No matter how violent the man was, he couldn't break free from those slender arms.

The remaining yin energy in Wang's body floated out, protecting the man from being burned by the sun. The man's violent movements slowly stopped as he was wrapped in yin energy, and gradually returned to calm.The redness in his red eyes faded at some point, and he stood quietly, his expression turned dull.

The breeze blows, and a group of clouds is gently supported by the wind, slowly drifting over to cover the sun, the original strong light, after being sprinkled through the clouds, becomes soft and shines on people, warm and very peaceful .

At some point, Mrs. Wang opened her eyes, with tears in her eyes, a smile on her face, dimples on the corners of her mouth, just as sweet as when she first met, and she called softly: "Officer." The tenderness is like water, warm and long-lasting.

She embraced the man's spirit body, and under Shen Fei's gaze, she floated towards the mahogany sword tip that was held in his hand and naturally dropped, and the mahogany sword pierced through the two's spirit bodies without hindrance.

Shen Fei watched the two quietly, and slowly disappeared into the world, there was no pain on their faces.

I don't know how long it took before the sun became fierce again, and Shen Fei slowly regained his senses. It seemed that the man's silly smile before he left was still in front of his eyes, and he didn't know what the simple man was thinking of.

After calming down, Shen Fei jumped off the roof, returned to the side of the little chubby Taoist priest, helped him up, and the two of them staggered back to the little Taoist priest's hut.

"Little Taoist, it's over here, you can continue your travels." Shen Fei laughed.

The little Taoist fell silent, not knowing how to respond. He lived in a Taoist temple on the mountain since he was a child, and he followed his master and called him master, but he was really both a master and a father. He followed the master to do homework and learn Taoism every day. From time to time, I go down the mountain to do rituals, and even if I cast down demons occasionally, I hide behind the master, and I am happy to see the master solve it lightly.

He thought that this would be the case in his life, and when he finished his studies, took over the master's mantle, and did the same thing, maybe one day, he would have his own apprentice.

But there was an unforeseen event, and an accident ruined his once peaceful life. In order to let him escape from the Taoist temple, the master chose to stay behind. He didn't know if the master escaped after he left, and he didn't dare to think about other possibilities. .

He only hated that he was still young, his cultivation base was superficial, and he dragged down his master.

He can only travel around the world incognito, and practice hard, thinking that one day his mana will be so powerful that he will be able to go back to visit the former Taoist temple and follow the traces of his master.

Seeing that the little Taoist priest didn't argue with each other but became depressed instead, Shen Fei shrugged his shoulders and stopped talking. After helping the Taoist priest to sit down, he released the last spirit body, the man's mother. He lifted the peach wood sword and gently sent it forward. Watch her nod with relief and gradually dissipate.

A familiar reminder came from beside his ear, but Shen Fei ignored it for now.

He bumped Xiaopang with his shoulder: "Little Taoist priest, teach me some spells."

The Taoist shook his head: "You are not my disciple, so you cannot teach it."

"Then what do you give me?"

"You are stronger than me, why should I give you something, and, you return the sword my master gave me."

"Cut." Shen Fei scoffed disdainfully, the little fat man is really stingy, the young master won't play with you anymore.

The little Taoist wiped the sweat off his fat face, turned his head to look to the side, and wanted to say something to Shen Fei, but there was no trace of Shen Fei. In the empty room, there was only a wooden sword leaning against the wall. Two yellow paper talismans were scattered on the ground.

The little Taoist took a closer look, and saw that this talisman looked exactly like two of the 72 talisman formations he had laid down.

(End of this chapter)