Please Kill the Demon

The wind is blowing, and there are many ghosts.

The dead woman stood before her again.

Li Jue was surprisingly fearless in the face of all this. Perhaps death or ghosts were not as painful as the torture in his heart.

The ghost that Situ Yan turned into finally spoke quietly.

"I don't hate you, and I can't kill you." Her voice was cold, as if it came from Nine Springs.

"I..." Li Jue looked at her, momentarily at a loss for words, not knowing what to say.

Suddenly, Situ Yan roared extremely eagerly: "Go!"

"What's wrong with you?" Li Jue was a little frightened, and seemed to be a little stunned. He still sat slumped on the ground without retreating.

"ah--"

Situ Yan looked up to the sky and screamed sharply, the surrounding wind howled, and the trees swayed one after another.

In an instant, the lakeside was icy cold, like a ghost land, and her eyes gradually glowed scarlet.

"No..." But the words came out of her throat hoarsely, as if she was struggling, she raised her head and shouted at Li Jue, "Hurry up!"

Only then did Li Jue feel something was wrong, he got up and staggered back.

But seeing him leave, Situ Yan's black hair suddenly burst out, revealing a hideous grimace covered with black blood vessels!

"Stay here!" Her voice turned completely cold.

Attitudes change rapidly.

As soon as he raised his hand, the ghostly figure instantly rushed towards Li Jue.

On the other side, Song Qingyi, who had been watching secretly for a long time, did not stand by this time, she said to Chu Liang: "I will deal with it."

After saying that, with a flick of his body, the green light of the jade ruler in his palm surged out!

In Junzitang, there is an ancient magic weapon named Lianghe Yuchi, which is listed in the top 100 in Wanbaolu. Song Qingyi's one is an imitation of Lianghe Jade Ruler, named Cunxin Ruler.

There are quite a few imitations like this in the world of cultivating immortals, usually only the original owner of the treasure can imitate, and high-quality imitations of treasures are often not low in quality.

Cunxinchi was full of righteousness, and he flew up in the air. Situ Yan was about to kill Li Jue, but he was caught off guard and was almost hit.

Thanks to its being a ghost now, its figure is erratic, and it moves sideways several feet suddenly, so it can be avoided.

But Song Qingyi's attacks followed one after another. She flipped her hand and threw the jade ruler, and the blow landed on Situ Yan's waist, making a muffled sound.

Bang——

The incorporeal body was hit, and the painted skin ghost's body emitted a puff of black air, and fell heavily to the ground.

The jade ruler flew back to Song Qingyi's palm, and was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but saw a figure flashing to stop him.

Li Jue opened his arms to block Song Qingyi, and said in a mournful voice, "Song Jiaoxi, don't kill Situ Yan, she is not a bad person, she is very pitiful..."

"Li Jue!" Song Qingyi said urgently, "Situ Yan is already dead! Now that she has turned into a ghost, only by dispelling her can she enter the cycle of reincarnation normally. If she is allowed to go on like this, she will only be unable to reincarnate forever!"

"Ah?" Li Jue was shocked when he heard this.

Song Qingyi's words are not deceitful, the consensus in the world of cultivating immortals is... There is no distinction between good and evil in treating ghosts, and driving them into reincarnation is an absolute benevolence.

During this delay, Situ Yan, who was lying on the ground, came to his senses again, let out a scream, and raised his hand to shoot a cloud of black air in this direction!

The black air swelled against the wind, and instantly turned into a boundless black mist, covering the entire lakeside.

"Want to escape?" Song Qingyi was about to throw herself, jumped high, and escaped from the range covered by the black mist. With another wave of his hand, he hung half a page of the golden book above his head, and the clear light enveloped the bottom all the time, ensuring that the Painted Skin Ghost in the black mist would not take the opportunity to escape.

But no figure came out again.

After a long time, with the night wind blowing in, the black mist by the lake gradually dissipated, and Song Qingyi landed again.

The scene in front of her made her startled.

Li Jue sat slumped on the ground with a dazed expression on his face, obviously he was a little confused by the experience just now.

Beside him, another Li Jue looked around in the same daze.

Yes, there are two Li Jue by the lake!

"What... what's going on?" Li Juejia panicked.

Li Jueyi was also terrified, and immediately dodged his body, away from the other self, and then looked at Song Qingyi: "Song Jiaoxi..."

Song Qingyi frowned as she looked at the two identical Li Jues in front of her.

who is real

"I'm real..." and "I'm real!" The two Li Jue said in unison.

Song Qingyi was at a loss for what to do.

At this time, footsteps were heard from the bushes not far away, and a handsome boy with a smile on his face slowly walked out from there.

Chu Liang made his debut.

He came to Li Juejia's side, smiled and said, "I have a solution, the fake Li Jue has never seen me. Whoever can tell my name is the real one."

"You are Chu Liang!" Li Juejia who was beside him replied immediately.

Li Jueyi was startled for a moment, speechless.

At this moment, Chu Liang, Song Qingyi, and Li Juejia all looked at him.

At this moment, Chu Liang made a sudden move, and half a gold brick smashed into the back of Li Juejia's head, bang!

With a single brick, black air surged out, and Li Juejia covered the back of his head and yelled again and again, and instantly changed back to the appearance of a painted skin ghost!

Chu Liang didn't give her any room to struggle anymore, a brick with his left hand showed his original shape, and a sword with his right hand was white!

laugh--

The long sword pierced Painted Skin Ghost's body, and its incorporeal body was immediately covered with cracks!

"Situ Yan..." Li Jue called softly.

Painted Skin Ghost turned his head and looked at Li Jue, relief flashed in his eyes.

Boom.

The ghost body shattered and turned into dust.

"You..." Song Qingyi was a little curious, "It clearly said your name, how did you know it was fake?"

"I don't know, but I think that the painted skin ghost sneaks in the academy every day, so it may not be impossible to hear my name." Chu Liang said with a smile: "The question is just to get close to him, and I still have to slap him. Relatively safe."

"I really want to thank you this time." Song Qingyi said.

If Chu Liang wasn't here, Painted Skin Ghost would have caused her a lot of trouble.

"We are all cultivators of the righteous way, and it is our job to slay demons and demons." Chu Liang waved his hand.

Speaking of which, he would also like to thank the Painted Skin Ghost for making some twists and turns in the end. If Song Qingyi was simply subdued, then it would be difficult for him to intervene, after all, it was a matter of Confucianism.

This time it was logical to grab the head, and Song Qingyi had to thank herself, which was pretty good.

Only Li Jue was in a daze, looking blankly at the place where Situ Yan disappeared, not knowing what to do.

Chu Liang stepped forward and said, "If you want to atone for your crime, you can go to the government and report the fact of manslaughter. You can't escape everything by committing suicide."

"Hmm..." Li Jue nodded slightly.

There was also some sadness in Song Qingyi's eyes. She only felt that Situ Yan had a pitiful background, but she made many mistakes, so she didn't know how to comment.

Calm lake waves, wrinkled by the night wind, helpless.

...

"hateful!"

Not far from here, in an inn in Yanjiao City, a man in black robe suddenly shattered the lamp on the table. Inside the lamp was an extinguished black candle.

Snapped!

The lamp fell to the ground and shattered, the man in black gritted his teeth.

"If you spend so much effort refining the Painted Skin Ghost, if you rely on it to collect more living souls, I will rank first in the next soul gathering meeting, and I hope to be promoted!"

"In just a few days, he was beheaded..."

"It's really hateful!"

"I'd like to see where he came from, who dared to touch my Painted Skin Ghost..."