Please Kill the Demon

When the sun shines on everyone's faces, the Shen family's abandoned garden has changed its appearance.

All the evil wind and evil atmosphere are gone, only the dilapidated walls and records of more than ten years of wind and frost are left. The prosperity of the past is like a dream.

At the moment when the vase was broken, the wishing spirit disappeared, and all the ghosts derived from him also disappeared. The white-clothed female ghost captured by Chu Liang and the yellow-clothed woman captured by Xu Ziyang all cried out and collapsed.

After the woman in white disappeared, half a jade pendant was left on the spot, which fell from the sky.

Chu Liang took it over and found that the word "Shen" should be engraved on it, but it was divided into two. It seems that there is still some weak spirituality, which is of no use.

Anyway, it wasn't anything valuable, and Chu Liang didn't bother to share it with everyone, so he put it away.

This kind of incomplete props, he got it not once or twice, so keep it in case it will be useful in the future? Like the half iron plate of the Canglong Secret Realm last time, it once saved a lot of lives.

It seemed that the ball of blood floating in front of him was not something he could swallow alone.

Not only him, none of the people present could touch this drop of blood.

Jiang Yuebai stepped forward, wanting to contain this drop of blood, but as soon as the zhenqi touched it, it immediately caused a boiling reaction, and the zhenqi was immediately melted.

"Can't take it?" Xu Ziyang thought for a while, took out a magic jade box containing elixir, took out the medicinal materials inside first, and used the jade box to slowly catch the drop of blood from below.

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A big hole was corroded in the jade box in an instant.

It can be predicted that if their physical bodies come into contact, they should also end up with one more hole.

Not only that, but this drop of blood is accompanied by evil, fear, anger, cruelty, greed... all kinds of negative emotions, a little closer, and several people can feel the impact immediately.

Thanks to the fact that they are practitioners, they are more sensitive to changes in their state of mind, so they immediately chose to stay away from this drop of witch god blood.

"No wonder this wishing spirit is so evil. It uses things as its source of power. It's no wonder if it's not evil." Chu Liang said.

"This drop of blood can swallow people's desires, so whenever a person makes a wish to the wishing spirit, and blends a drop of blood with desire into it, it can provide power to the wishing spirit." Xu Ziyang continued, "He was in Shenyang back then. The family should have just woken up, and was soon fed by the Shen family's desire to become powerful."

In the previous process, he had roughly learned about the Shen family's affairs from the woman in yellow.

The maid in yellow was the first to contact the wishing spirit, and exchanged bodies with the lady in white with her first wish, which opened the Shen family's nightmare.

After she became a wife, she told the matter to her former sweetheart, so the person outside the mansion would have the opportunity to get in touch with the wishing spirit. Later, he went to the government to report the incident.

Then disaster struck.

What they don't know is that as long as the wishing spirit fulfills their wish for them, it means that the transaction is completed, and then they will become the slaves of the wishing spirit, and that drop of blood is the contract. When the people from the Jian Guo Mansion wanted to take away the vase, Yuan Ling sacrificed all the people in the Shen Mansion as resentful spirits, and with this power killed the two masters of the Jian Guo Mansion.

Afterwards, a passer-by at the Almighty level, although he couldn't do anything to the vase, took away a drop of the witch god's blood from it, and then sealed the place. She calculated that she had to wait for about twenty years before the power of desire absorbed by the wishing spirit would disappear, and then she planned to come back and take away the entire vase.

According to what Chen Luo added, this powerful man should be the master of Nanyin Fang.

Yan Yingluo, the owner of Nanyinfang, was also a goddess who was popular in Kyushu many years ago. At her peak, it was rumored that half of the Yu Dynasty were fans of the Yan family.

But she retreated bravely at her peak and announced that she would no longer tour, which caused quite a stir. Not long after that, she took over as the head of Nanyinfang, and everyone realized that she had made a big breakthrough in both cultivation and status.

"But not long ago, there was a second person who also took a drop of the witch god's blood. It was because this person opened the restriction here that the white-clothed wraith escaped and killed people at the Hairpin Festival." Xu Ziyang said again.

As for who the person who took the second drop of the blood of the witch god is unknown.

Regarding the matter of the Shen family, Chu Liang still had some doubts.

For example, the wishing spirit can make the wisher his slave only after the wish is fulfilled, and the wish made by the young master of the Shen family in the illusion is to become the prime minister.

If it didn't come true, then he shouldn't have become a wraith; if it came true, there hasn't been any prime minister surnamed Shen in the Yu Dynasty in the past ten years.

For another example, since the Shen family was investigated by the court because of their identities as relatives in the previous dynasty, and two experts from the Jian Guofu died, then the court will not follow up at this time? The owner of Nanyinfang can take away a drop of the blood of the witch god, and there are so many strong people in Jianguofu, there must be someone who can handle the affairs here, why did he allow it to be banned for twenty years?

But after so many years, they are just outsiders who accidentally intercepted some clips. It is definitely impossible to know the whole truth of the matter, and there is no need to think too much.

...

In the end, everyone stayed here, and Chu Liang went back alone to inform the elders of Shushan. Elder Chuanjian took a special magic weapon with him to contain this drop of blood of the witch god.

Shushan high-level attaches great importance to this.

A drop of blood essence from a real dragon in the seventh realm can give Ling Ao the strength to be among the top four in Shu Mountain in the third realm. A drop of blood essence from a witch god in the ninth realm contains something beyond spirituality... It can be said to be divinity. If it falls into the hands of a wicked person, it is likely to be another disaster.

It stands to reason that the Shaonan Township Resident Office should also report this matter, and maybe the people from the Jianguo Mansion will come to fight it. In the competition for such important items, the imperial court and the immortal sect will not be magnanimous to each other, and there are many disputes.

However, Chen Luo and his lover were both saved in the abandoned garden of the Shen family, so they were naturally embarrassed to argue with the Shushan disciples. It’s just that when I went back, I wrote this matter in the letter, saying that when I arrived, the spirit and blood of the witch god had already been taken away by the Shushan faction.

The wooden girl woke up later.

She said that she was worried about Chen Luo's injury, so she walked out of the laurel forest and wanted to see her lover. At this time someone beat her suddenly from behind. She was timid, but she was so scared to death that she ran away quickly without even daring to turn her head.

In fact, the four people in Shushan were on alert at that time, waiting for the evil spirit to appear, and suddenly there was a demonic aura, no wonder Xu Ziyang would chase after it...

From the perspective of Miss Muxi, the more she ran away, the more the man chased; inside the bottle.

The old man in black robe immediately showed up and asked her to make a wish. Before he could speak, the timid girl Muxi was frightened and fainted.

Perhaps it was also because of this that when Chu Liang and Jiang Yuebai entered again, the old man in black robe performed a fantasy. Maybe it's to let them know what it's for here first, so don't be too scared...

As for the villain who chased Miss Mu Xi to the abandoned garden of the Shen family?

Mentioning this, Chen Luo was filled with indignation.

Several Shushan disciples turned their heads one after another.

"I suddenly remembered that the clothes were still drying on the mountain. Brother Chen, let's go first." Chu Liang cupped his hands and hurriedly bid farewell.

"I have something to do at home." Ling Ao said concisely.

"It's over here. We still have a lot of things to report to the mountain gate, so we won't be going back to the station." Jiang Yuebai said solemnly.

Xu Ziyang didn't say a word, Yujian had already taken off.

Chen Luo embraced Miss Muxi, looked at the distant sky, and sighed: "Why are you leaving in such a hurry, and you still want to have a good banquet to thank your benefactors! My dear, this time is really thanks to these Shushan disciples, if it weren't for them , we may never see each other again."

Miss Mu Xi also said: "They are really good people."

...

Outside Shaonan Town, there is a luxurious painting boat floating on the Guizi River.

On the deck of the painting boat, singing and singing, a dozen dancers dressed in light gauze are dancing gracefully, surrounded by a circle of guests sitting at the surrounding tables, clapping their hands and appreciating, drinking and drinking with each other, creating a scene of lively feasting.

In the cabin separated by a door, it was gloomy.

A tall man with red beard and hair, dressed in a black robe that exposed his chest, sat cross-legged in front of the table, frowning: "That drop of blood of the witch god was taken away by the people of Shushan? I am really angry."

Opposite him was a handsome young man with a silver scale on his forehead, his skin was as white as jade, and his whole body was like a sculpture.

In the boy's eyes were golden pupils.

There were wine and dishes on the table, he poured a glass lightly, and said with a smile: "You broke the restriction, it is not surprising that outsiders noticed the abandoned garden of the Shen family and took away the spirit and blood of the witch god."

"Then you only let me take one drop?" The red-haired man complained: "Wouldn't it be better if I killed the wishing spirit and took two drops? Do you know how beneficial a drop of the witch god's blood is to me? "

"Can you kill that evil spirit? If you could, wouldn't you do it?" The handsome young man sneered.

"You can kill me if you help me." The red-haired man stared.

"Why should I help you? That thing is useless to me." The handsome young man blinked, "You figure it out, the higher-ups sent me to watch over you and not let you get into trouble again, not to help you."

"You..." The red-haired man was annoyed.

"That idiot Lu Chengchou couldn't help mobilizing, and now there is only a wisp of remnant soul left that would make life worse than death. Mr. Yuyang helped him because of a momentary soft-heartedness, and was also wanted by the implicated Kyushu, and ran to the far west to drink blood. "The handsome young man said coldly, "I won't pay for any of your stupid actions. Once something happens to you, I will definitely be the first to run away."

The red-haired man was speechless by what he said, and he said after a while: "Can you not always have this attitude? Since we have entered Yinghuo, we are also regarded as the same family..."

"Hey——" the handsome young man raised his glass to interrupt him, "You should figure it out, we are not from the same sect, but accomplices."

"That's fighting side by side..." said the red-haired man.

"It's a gangster." The handsome young man said mercilessly, "You don't want to talk about companionship with me, do you? Then I will find it very funny."

"snort!"

The red-haired man bickered and couldn't explain him at all, and felt that he had suffered a huge loss, so he slapped the table angrily, and the drinks and dishes spilled out.

The handsome young man lightly raised his finger, and all the spilled food and wine stagnated in the air, and then fell back into the cups and plates by themselves, as if they were spiritual.

He continued: "Like now, if you have the ability to kill me, will you not do it?"

Hearing this, the red-haired man's chest that was heaving with anger suddenly calmed down again, he nodded in deep thought, and said: "Indeed."