Urban Witcher

One person and one ghost, and then discuss the plan to save Mu Qingyu.

"I have no way to break my face with Mu Qingfeng now," Ye Shaoyang explained the reason why he came to him for help, and said that no matter what, he had to wait for Mu Qingfeng to save Zhang Xiaorui before everything could start.

If he wanted Mu Qingfeng to help, according to the agreement, he had to help him get to the tomb first, investigate the truth of the flood, and solve this matter first.

Of course Wen Huajiao had no objection.

"If Qingyu knows that her mother killed her father, and her brother killed her mother, she will definitely collapse...

At that time, she will definitely not be able to behave normally in front of Mu Qingfeng. Once his suspicion is aroused, with his scheming, it is easy to deduce the truth, and the situation will be very troublesome. So what I mean is, first hide it from Qingyu..."

Ye Shaoyang suddenly thought of something, and asked Wen Huajiao: "Mu Qingfeng, do you think Qingyu is your younger sister?"

Wen Huajiao pondered for a while, and said: "He should be kind to Qingyu, after all, they are brother and sister. But for his own sake, he will definitely sacrifice Qingyu."

Ye Shaoyang said: "You mean to let her marry Baoka? Why does Baoka have to marry Qingyu?"

"First, they have a marriage contract. Qingyu is Baoka's fiancée. If the woman regrets the marriage, the man will lose face, not to mention that he is the son of the patriarch. Second..."

Wen Huajiao smiled confidently, "Can you find a girl prettier than Qingyu in Shibazhai?"

Ye Shaoyang shrugged his shoulders, the reason was rude and direct.

"Master, I..."

Before she finished speaking, Wen Huajiao suddenly screamed, her figure floated up, and flew out of the window.

Ye Shaoyang was startled, and hastily cast out a magic talisman to keep Wen Huajiao inside.

The talisman was trembling violently in Ye Shaoyang's hand. Ye Shaoyang felt an invisible force coming from all directions, tearing the spiritual power of the talisman.

In the blink of an eye, the talisman spontaneously ignited, and Wen Huajiao's soul flew out again, this time at a faster speed, and flew out of the window.

"Damn it!" Ye Shaoyang cursed, and played out six talismans in one breath, forming a barrier of spiritual power, holding Wen Huajiao in the air.

Surprised to find that, instead of being isolated, the mysterious power has been strengthened, constantly beating the barrier and grabbing Wen Huajiao's remnant soul.

Thanks to my mana being deep enough, otherwise the barrier would be shattered on the spot.

"What kind of power is this!" Ye Shaoyang sighed in surprise while maintaining the barrier.

"It's witchcraft. Someone is using my corpse and my original soul to practice it. It must be Qingfeng. He knows that after Su Jie's death, my remnant soul is free, so he uses the corpse to summon the soul..."

Wen Huajiao looked miserable, and murmured: "I forgot, there is such a skill in witchcraft, this kind of witchcraft power produced by 'recalling souls with corpses' is almost irresistible..."

"Then try!"

Ye Shaoyang's fighting spirit was also aroused, and he was burning with anger. He thought that if someone took away Wen Huajiao's remnant soul from under his nose, he would lose all face and be an ass in the future.

Immediately stepped on the window sill with one foot, took out a length of red thread from the backpack, hung the cast mother's big coin, hung it on the window, and formed a pair with the witch power, then lit a bunch of Tianmu Tibetan incense, held it in his mouth, and chewed He bought a handful of incense ash, used it to write the word "Jiashen" on the blank talisman, and pressed it on the window sill with a brave seal.

Using the seal with both hands, quickly recite the Dongyue Dingshan Talisman:

"The Three Treasures of Dao Tong have spiritual light. The Emperor Dongyue is in control of the four directions, and the cauldron suppresses evil spirits to stabilize the country. All evil spirits and heretics will die! The Emperor Dongyue is as urgent as a law!"

Twist the vermilion yarn with two fingers, and with a quick swipe, a bloody line is drawn out, and the cast mother coin hanging below keeps spinning, emitting golden auspicious light, interacting with the Pixiu seal to form an indestructible barrier.

The soul-controlling power of witchcraft also became stronger and stronger, constantly colliding with the barrier.

Ye Shaoyang had no distractions and kept chanting mantras.

In a dark room not far from town.

Six wizards surrounded a pile of charcoal fire, and a square tripod was suspended on the coal fire, with blood of unknown origin roasting in it, steaming hotly.

The whole room stinks.

Under the leadership of Mu Qingfeng, the six wizards kept drawing Chenzhou talismans and throwing them into Fang Ding while muttering words.

A grimace immediately formed in the steaming blood above, continuously strengthening the power of witchcraft...

On Ye Shaoyang's forehead, a thin layer of sweat appeared, and he felt more and more strenuous.

Guagua couldn't help, so he just watched from the sidelines and was extremely shocked in his heart. He thought that the other party was only one person, and he was able to force Ye Shaoyang into such a situation by fighting in the air. This is too scary!

Who knew that those six wizards, including Mu Qingfeng, all had uglier faces than Ye Shaoyang.

The casting mother's big money was turning faster and faster, and the straight cinnabar thread was gradually unable to bear the load.

In that hut, the blood in Fang Ding also boiled to the extreme.

Suddenly, with a puff, the blood energy instantly dissipated, Mu Qingfeng's figure flickered, his face flushed, he gasped violently, and hurriedly circulated his witch power, finally suppressing the backlash of blood.

The five wizards behind him were not so lucky, each spit out a mouthful of blood, fell backwards, screaming and moaning.

A hale and hearty old man walked in upon hearing the sound, and was shocked to see the scene in front of him.

"With Rion sitting in charge, you five blood witches, with the help of the soul corpse itself, failed!"

A sorcerer struggled to sit up and said, "I've never seen such a powerful sorcerer, the other party must not be alone!"

Mu Qingfeng snorted, "What do you know with this little knowledge?"

The old man walked up to Mu Qingfeng and called out, "Lion."

Mu Qingfeng nodded, stood up, and retreated outside the house with him, and said in a deep voice, "The plan to deal with him remains the same, but the Great Witch's family... must speed up."

The old man nodded, "Life and death depend on this."

"Win, win, hey!"

Ye Shaoyang laughed loudly, fighting in the air, he still won in the end, and winked at Wen Huajiao childishly, "What should I say, I am a Taoist celestial master, if someone takes you away from under my nose, then What are you doing!"

"The opponent is awesome!" Guagua sighed.

Looking back on the process, Ye Shaoyang couldn't laugh anymore, and said slowly: "Although I didn't use all my strength, the other party is really hanging!"

Who is the one? Mu Qingfeng is of course the first suspect, but does he have the strength?

How did he know that he had done six by himself...

The wizards on the other side didn't know that the opponent was Ye Shaoyang. If they knew the truth, they would probably vomit blood in anger.

"My body and soul are in their hands. If they try again...they will be hard to guard against." Wen Huajiao said worriedly.

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