Xie Que turned around and found that Dashun was unmoved and seemed to have completely ignored the female swordsman.

Apart from being frightened, Xie Que felt even more impatient inside.

Although I don't know why, this female swordsman was recorded in the Death Trial Book, but the fact that she can speak consciously means that she is not an ordinary "corpse", but can be communicated as a "person".

"My father can't hear you." Xie Que shouted to the female swordsman.

The female swordsman just turned a deaf ear to Xie Que's shouts, and her blade was still pointed at Dashun.

"Dingling~"

Xie Que didn't care about anything else and swam onto the boat as fast as he could.

If his adoptive father was still the number one in Jinmen, he would naturally have no worries.

But now Dashun looks like he is aging, and it is unlikely that he can compete with a female swordsman who can kill monsters with this sword instantly.

Xie Que took a deep breath, stopped in front of his adoptive father, cupped his fists and said to the female swordsman: "Senior, my father was seriously injured a few years ago and is no longer able to compete with others."

Seeing that the female swordsman was still standing still, Xie Que had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue: "Yuan Shun is just a deaf and mute old man now. Why bother bothering me with this..."

Just as Xie Que was talking, a "dinging" sound came from nowhere and appeared on the Wuding River out of thin air.

Xie Que did not expect that after the ringing sound, the female swordsman in front of him suddenly fell straight backwards.

"Dad..." Xie Que turned to look at his adoptive father.

At this time, the small bell on Dashun's waist was rising in the wind, swaying slightly at an angle.

Xie Que exhaled. Although he didn't know the effect of this bell, Dashun had used it several times and it always frightened away the dirty things.

This inevitably made Xie Que guess that the female swordsman might have died long ago, but was possessed by some kind of evil spirit.

Just when Xie Que was about to sign and ask Dashun what happened.

A laughter as melodious as an oriole suddenly sounded and reached Xie Que's ears.

"Little brother, you, the word "senior", really call me too old." Along with a biting river wind, inexplicable heart palpitations also rose in Xie Que's heart.

He looked around but saw no one.

The moonlight was clear and shallow, and the reflection in the water in front of the awning boat gradually reflected the figure of a woman.

The woman was wearing a long tulle dress and her bare white feet were sitting upright on the side of the boat. Her toes were occasionally dipped into the river to flick them.

Almost immediately, Xie Que noticed this from the corner of his eye.

When Xie Que looked up, he and Dashun were still the only two people on the awning boat, but the three were missing.

But when he lowered his head, he could see the woman's reflection in the water.

Xie Que couldn't see the woman's face clearly, so he could only face the water and said, "Who is this senior? Why bother embarrassing us, ordinary corpse collectors?"

"Ordinary? You two are not ordinary." With a chuckle, the woman put her left foot deep into the water, stirred it slightly, and the reflection in the water gradually became blurry.

"Did the Yin spirit leave the body?" Xie Que's mind was spinning rapidly, and he suddenly remembered what Mu Yongquan said.

Only in the second realm of literary skills can the Yin spirit appear.

Although I don’t know what state this woman is in, I think she must not be a real Taoist.

If you are a real person who has entered Taoism, why would you use these methods? Just crush and torture him head-on if you want.

Orthodox martial arts practitioners generally do not have the means to possess corpses.

Most of them can only do simple things-repelling and some less lethal spells.

The best way for a warrior to deal with Yinshen is to activate his own Qi and blood unscrupulously.

What little ghosts and Yin gods fear most is the energy and blood of a powerful warrior, which can burn all energy and blood!

Seeing that the reflection in the water had disappeared, Xie Que immediately stood beside Dashun.

He took a deep breath, and as the Jing Hong Jue was running, the energy and blood all over his body began to explode rapidly.

"Hey." The female voice sounded again: "Brother, compared to this Qianqian, your martial arts talent is really much better."

"She has been practicing martial arts for twenty years before reaching Xiantian. She is still young and has reached the peak of physical training."

"Although this body is a pity, sister, I have never used a man's body before, and you are the first one."

"Let me, sister, help you check, little brother, whether the bones in your body are strong or not."

Xie Que's expression changed drastically.

According to the other party's words, he wanted to give up the female swordsman's body and take possession of him.

A series of crisp laughter sounded, constantly lingering around Xie Que's ears, making him feel a little dizzy.

Under Xie Que's full firepower, his energy and blood had reached an astonishing level.

Being within ten meters of Xie Que's body, one can feel as if one is under the scorching summer sun.

"Brother, your body is really hot."

"Let my sister cool you down and vent your anger."

A biting cold feeling rose from the toes of his feet, and Xie Que knew that he was gradually being possessed by the Yin God.

Xie Que gritted his teeth, pulled out a guillotine-like knife from his waist, and threw it towards his toes.

The guillotine soul landed between Xie Que's two toes, leaving a trace of blood.

The woman also seemed to let out a cry of pain, but the feeling of being possessed still didn't leave her body, in fact it was even worse.

"Little brother, you are so cruel. Wouldn't it be nice to hand yourself over to your sister intact?" The woman's voice seemed to come from her ears, with a subtle warmth and a touch of moisture, which made her feel grateful. My ears are itching.

In just a short while, the icy cold feeling possessed by the body had climbed up from the feet, gradually reached the chest, and was still spreading rapidly.

Although I don’t know what will happen to me after being possessed, it’s definitely not a good outcome.

For example, Wang Yexian's son Wang Ning was possessed by the mule spirit several times. Although it was not fatal, he was also vaguely assimilated by the mule spirit's underworld, causing mule-like black hair to grow on his body.

Xie Que's mind was spinning very fast. He picked up the guillotine soul and was about to give himself a severe blow.

The Death Judgment Diagram suddenly appeared in Xie Que's mind, releasing a faint light.

The female Yin Shen screamed, and the biting cold feeling on Xie Que's body caused by being possessed gradually faded away.

Her figure appeared again in the reflection on the water.

But what was different was that a mass of black appeared inexplicably under her skirt.

This black substance seemed to be spitting out tongues of fire like fire, burning and spreading upwards.

"Brother, I didn't expect you to have such a hand..." The woman's voice didn't seem to be panic, but had a hint of pity.

"It's a pity that my sister is a god of paper..."

Her voice gradually became distant and vague: "Brother, next time we meet again, my sister will be in her true form..."

The sound disappeared, and the death trial diagram in Xie Que's mind also disappeared.

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