Villain: Whitewashing of Life, Empresses Revolt

Bai Qinger stared at Gu Changqing in the picture at the moment.

Obviously, at this moment, she also vaguely guessed something.

"At this time, it should be the time of my resurrection. Could it be that Brother Changqing and his father are really because of a book from the ground? 35

She murmured in her heart.

But the next moment, he shook his head again, and shame flashed in his beautiful eyes: "How can I think of him like this. Brother Changqing, this will never be the case.

In an ancient bronze mirror.

After the Heavenly Witch said those words, she went to prepare the things needed to condense the soul. The process of condensing the soul is quite complicated.

It is equivalent to the general sacrifice, and the things required are extremely numerous.

Gu Changqing put down the ancient bronze coffin.

He squatted on the ground, examining the beauty in the coffin.

Princess Tsundere, who used to be alive and kicking, slept peacefully in the coffin, her face was pale and bloodless, and the bloodstains on her body were dry.

"Qing'er..."

Gu Changqing murmured with mixed emotions.

Not only does he feel distressed for this girl, but also has the joy of being reunited, as well as a trace of unease and apprehension.

"Don't worry, since this girl Asang said she can be resurrected, she will definitely be able to."

"The witch people rely on the power scattered by the witch god as the foundation of their practice. The witch god has a complicated system of practice, and different people can comprehend different secret techniques."

"A-Sang's Soul Condensing Secret Technique is the best of my Wu Clan, you can rest assured.

Xu Shi saw Gu Changqing's apprehension, and the little black bird on his shoulders spoke with relief.

Her eyes were also a little complicated.

Perhaps, she is the only one in this world who can understand Gu Changqing's mood at the moment.

Gu Changqing nodded, swept away the uneasiness in his heart, and quietly waited for the heavenly witch, preparing something to condense the soul.

The night is coming, and above the nine days, the bright moon rises.

The pure white moonlight spreads across the world, making the whole world a gleaming white color.

"Looking at the astronomical phenomenon today, it is not bad. 35

Xuan Que stared at the nine-day full moon and said, obviously, this one is comforting Gu Changqing again.

Gu Changqing did not respond.

Just trying to calm down, but the more so, the more uneasy he felt in his heart.

Over the years, he has been running around the world, not knowing how many restricted areas he has swept through and how many magical medicines of the Immortal Realm clan have been taken away, but even so, the hope of going against the living dead is extremely slim.

This time, it was the time he felt the most hopeful. Even Bai Qinger's last hope for resurrection, how could he not be uneasy.

"Clang. 99

Accompanied by the shrill sound of a bell breaking the quiet moonlight, this condensing of souls also announced the beginning.

Inside the ancient bronze coffin, the woman in black robe, with a slender figure and a slender waist, quietly floated in the sky.

"clang!"

The witch holding a small copper bell walked to the center of the courtyard.

The old-fashioned she, at this moment, seems to be full of vitality, no longer the trembling old woman, as if she had lived a hundred years, and her mental state has improved significantly.

She sang complicated mantras.

The left foot kept stepping on the ground, and every time that light footstep fell, the ground would vibrate violently.

On the altar behind her, the yellow-paper villains seemed to come alive, lingering and dancing around the heavenly witch.

Heavenly Witch opened her palm, and a writing brush depicting a red divine pattern appeared in her hand.

She chanted complex incantations, and the brush in her hand kept drawing in the sky.

"With my blood essence, condense the three souls."

"With her life and soul, extradite the seven souls. 35

Accompanied by the Chan singing in the mouth of the old woman, the brush that constantly fluttered in the sky drew bright red lines.

Between Bai Qing'er's body, there was a bright red magic circle, which appeared from the void, and the rich bloody smell poured out from the sky and the earth.

"Crash..."

The heaven and the earth were trembling, and the endless moonflowers connected with the essence of heaven and earth, and they gathered into the bodies of the ten yellow paper villains.

That moment.

The vast tribe seems to have transformed into a ghostly yellow spring.

The shrill wind sounded like a ghost howl.

A gloomy, empty feeling, at this moment, rises in the hearts of everyone.

"..."

Gu Changqing's body trembled suddenly, and the phantom in his body that belonged to Bai Qing'er flew into Bai Qing'er's body as if he had been summoned by some kind of call.

"Ding Lingling..."

The bronze bell in the witch's hand shook rapidly.

The crisp bell sound, like a deep valley oriole, chimes in the early morning, loud and harsh. At this moment, the bleak copper bell burst out with scorching divine light, reflecting the heavens.

The eyes of the Heavenly Witches erupted with infinite brilliance, which was both hideous and somewhat sacred.

"Thorn..."

Suddenly, a yellow paper figure ignited a flame and was melted into ashes.

Among them, countless brilliance crossed the void and converged with Bai Qinger's body.

Everyone present could feel that the ten yellow paper villains meant Bai Qinger's three souls and seven souls.

Every time it burns into ashes, it means that Bai Qing'er's soul will go back together and merge with that life soul.

·0 for flowers·

"Thorn..."

"Stab...

One after another, the yellow paper villains were melted into ashes.

At the same time, everyone can feel the breath of the witch, the debilitating speed is terrifying!

The old woman's face was pale, and her already thin body looked thinner and thinner.

Her body trembled violently, as if she was suffering from a terrifying backlash.

A piece of yellow paper.

Three lines of yellow paper.

Five yellow papers.

Until the tenth yellow paper burns.

"vomit!

Heavenly Witch suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, her vitality quickly regressed, and her thin face, but in an instant, she was old and out of shape.

Her body trembled, and it seemed that it was extremely difficult to even speak.

....0

The copper bell in that hand was still shaking, and the brush in his hand was still depicting the divine pattern, but it was extremely slow.

this moment.

Everyone's hearts are clenched, and everyone can feel that it is the critical moment to resurrect Bai Qinger, and this witch seems to have reached the limit of Shouyuan!

"vomit!"

Again, several mouthfuls of blood were spewed out.

The witch fell to the ground suddenly, she signaled others not to interrupt her, tried her last strength, and roared loudly.

"The soul...has become...the crowd...the spirit...enters..."

The word 'body' left in her throat, just before it came out, the voice of the witch of the sky was so hoarse.

It made a low "hissing" sound.

She didn't even have the strength to say the last word, and her vitality faded like a flood.

She stared at Bai Qing'er unwillingly, kept opening her mouth, but could no longer make any sound.

at that last moment.

The witch of the sky looked towards Gu Changqing, her trembling fingers raised, pointing to the sky.

moment.

The finger fell, and the head of the Heavenly Witch fell suddenly.

That moment.

The magic circle between Bai Qing'er's body suddenly shattered.

Like a ghost, the gloomy space was taken back like a long whale sucking water.

Everything is back to normal.

The nine-day full moon is still there.

The entire tribe is filled with boundless silence.

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