Rebirth – City Cultivation

With Chen Fan, this is a distant volley.

A screaming scream sounded out of the wooden room out of thin air. This voice is not an ordinary voice, as if it passed through your ears and directly in the soul. Like the evil spirits mourning from hell, with the incomparable evil and chaos.

"Ah? What is this sound?"

In the empty wooden room, suddenly there was such a voice called out, and suddenly the many thugs squatting outside the wood were frightened. It was the incomparably sturdy squatting in the snow of the sand. Because she had a vague feeling, the voice seemed to come from her own body. But how is this possible?

"Pretend to be a ghost."

Chen Fan disdained with a slap in the face, fiercely rubbing his feet, and his eyes burst into a few inches of indigo, and the gods read it out, turning into an invisible giant hand and shrouded the snow.

Xue Daisha’s body trembled fiercely, and she felt as if she had something that was gradually taken out of her body. But in the end, she couldn’t feel it.

"what."

Xuedaisha suddenly screamed and his body trembled violently. The people who crouched outside, daringly looking up, saw the snow-white neck, arms, thighs and other exposed parts of Xuedaisha, all covered with mysterious tattoos.

The tattoo was still vague at first, but as Chen Fan’s hand gradually grasped, the tattoo became more and more clear, and finally it was almost visible to the naked eye. Even if he could only see the tip of the iceberg, he could feel the ghosts and gods on it. pattern.

"Ah, ah, ah."

With the screams of Xue Daisha, there was a black sigh in the tattoo. This black air gradually condensed in the air, turning into a forehead horn, young nursery fangs, one-eyed hair, and the incomparable evil spirits look like.

When the evil spirits appeared in the original form, they struggled to run out.

"There is a singularity in the area, and I want to run out of my hands."

Chen Fan snorted and his eyes were blue and the eyes were rising again. The burning cyan glow is as bright as a flame. The magnificent gods hunted out from all directions, and then the evil spirits struggled to escape, and they could not escape. Finally, they gradually squeezed into a black ball of smoke, which was spinning in the air.

"come."

When Chen Fan took out the yellow-skinned gourd, the black cigarette ball was involuntarily invested in the yellow-skinned gourd. Void vine fruit, as a space magic weapon, even if it is just a prototype, it is very easy to collect a soul. The soul of the god, even the innate and even the **** of Jindan, was isolated from space at this time, and could no longer be sensed.

Of course, in Chen Fan’s feelings, this soul is separated from the body, and the original owner’s death is just a sea of ​​gods. The Egyptian **** that was seen was much weaker than the golden statue that Chen Fan had ever seen. If it is true God, this is just a false god, even God is not counted, a hundred years old ghost.

"What is going on with this?"

Xue Daisha, who is full of sweat and sweat, struggles to sit up and ask, very weak. Her pretty face is pale and bloodless, her lips are almost transparent. It seems that a serious illness has just healed.

Chen Fan did not answer, just a finger stroke.

A Ling air blade smashed, and the clothes of Xue Daisha were opened out of nowhere. From the white kimono outside, to the inside of the clothing, as well as the black hollow corset broken into two pieces, drifting down.

The body of the cold girl, whether it is the white ****, the slender waist, the curve of the handsome back are all exposed to the air, she can not help but shrink, confused.

‘Don't he want me now? It’s not impossible, but I have no strength. ’

Xue Daisha was thinking, suddenly saw her white shoulders, a colorful tattoo, she quickly looked down, not only the shoulders, including the arms, thighs, waist, back, and even the chest have this tattoo.

Looking closely, this turned out to be an unusually singular singer.

"what is this?"

Xue Daisha was shocked in his heart, and even his body forgot to cover it. Fortunately, all of her men, from the Japanese to bring the snow to the elite, in the first moment, respectfully bowed their heads, dare not expect. For this big family that has been passed down for hundreds of years, they dare to look at Xuedaisha. After the snow, they will definitely dig their eyes and give them to Akita.

"The little trick of the soul is attached. This demon's avatar, want to be attached to the ordinary person, must choose a pure virgin, and it must be pure yin body, and when she was young, through cinnabar, pigeon blood, etc. The strokes on the body are not visible in the usual way, but when the blood is full, the original shape will appear. In the end, it is just a medium."

Chen Fan casually took a piece of clothing from the wall hanger, and draped it on Xue Daisha, and then explained it casually.

This kind of spirit is separate from the body. Although Chen Fan has not yet stepped into the sea of ​​God, but with his current ability, he does not need such trouble at all. You can directly separate a **** thought from others. It can be sensed thousands of miles away. It needs to be like this demon, but also looking for a virgin, but also looking for a pure Yin body, but also when it is a small time, but also through a variety of pens, cinnabar tattoos, and even a ceremony, too much trouble.

"The soul is attached to the body? The body of pure Yin? Media?"

Xue Daisha was very confused, but she at least understood one thing. This ghost **** attached to her and was painted on it when she was a child. No wonder she never noticed it.

Thinking of this, Xue Daisha suddenly had a cold heart.

When I was young, I could paint the tattoos of the whole body for the big lady of Xue Daijia. It would be absolutely impossible to say that the owner of the snow-generation family is not alarmed. In this way, does it mean that her father or grandfather, one of them must know, and nod?

"Do you think of it?" Chen Fan bounced his finger. "This kind of spirit is attached to the body, only the body of pure Yin can support the living. The average person, just like the upper body of the murderer, will soon be cold, yang low, blood and blood, and finally the soul will die and die. But Even if it is pure Yin, it can't last long, up to twenty."

Xue Daisha heard the words, and suddenly his face was white.

Xue Daisha's face became paler and almost transparent like paper.

She just turned 20 this year, but she hasn't reached her birthday yet.

"What is that? Why is it attached to me?" Xue Daisha said with a trembling voice.

"Huaguo is called the soul, ghosts, Japanese gods, ghosts, foreign countries called evil spirits, etc. The name is different, but the essence is the same. A powerful spirit is attached to you, just because it may not be possible Move. So you need to use your medium to sense the outside world, you are similar to its spokesperson." Chen Fan shrugged. "Of course, when you are in possession, you can also use some of its little magical powers, such as the powerful spirit, easy to see through other people's minds, etc."

The more he said, the more pale the face of Xue Daisha, almost transparent as paper.

Let the avatar of such a evil spirit be attached to her, and it was painted from a young age. It is said that the Xuedaijia seniors do not know that Xuedaisha does not believe it.

Suddenly all kinds of doubts emerged.

Although his father is stupid, his grandfather is still there, and the Japanese nation has always been paying attention to respect and order. How could you suddenly pass the big snow house to a 16-year-old girl? And she didn't have the ability to see through the heart. But when I was five years old, I had a high fever and I was in a coma for three days. After I woke up, I found myself having such a strange function.

Even the master of the North Court, who was enshrined by the Snow House, also supported himself. With the ability of the master of the North Tingchuan, I don’t need to please myself. Why should she support her like this?

I thought of my grandfather’s long-sighted eyes, and the face of the North Tingchuan master Gujing’s waveless. Xue Daisha’s body trembled fiercely.

However, she is not the owner of the Snow House for several years, and she already has a slap in the face of the city. Quickly force yourself to calm down and confess to Chen Fan:

"Master, what do you want me to do? I am absolutely obeying your orders."

Xue Daisha wanted to understand when she changed her mind, whether it was her grandfather, her father or the decision of Master Bei Tingchuan. For her, Xue Daijia is no longer dependent, but a **** nightmare. The only thing she can rely on now is Chen Fan.

And Chen Fan is the first master of the Chinese nation, and the top three in the top of the list. Such a big thick leg, as long as it is tightly hugged, what is the snowy family in the district? What's more, Chen Fan does not kill her, but leaves her, indicating that she is absolutely useful.

"Yes, you are very smart."

Chen Fan looked through her thoughts and nodded slightly.

When he stepped into the Ginza club, he felt the concealed atmosphere of Xue Daisha. Just after a test, she found out that she was paying a soul. The original master of this spirit is very powerful, at least also the sea of ​​the gods, but Chen Fan sensed the weakness of the soul. Even if it is really a sea of ​​gods, it is also very badly hurt now. Even if you can't even leave, you must rely on the body attached to Xue Daisha to sense the outside world.

This is an opportunity for Chen Fan to deal with the opportunity of a **** and the sea.

He immediately thought of the ‘Old Ghost Flute’ that he had obtained from the hands of the Lesser Witch. At that time, Chen Fan wanted to refine it into a magic weapon, but unfortunately lacked some materials. This demon, isn't that the best material?

"Master, I have seen the pattern, it seems to be the ghost **** in a shrine dedicated to our snow family." Xue Daisha suddenly cried.

"Well, we are going to Japan, but before that, you will come with me."

Chen Fan waved his sleeves. In the face of a ghost in the sea of ​​God, he did not dare to care. Even if this demon **** may have been seriously injured, it is very weak, but it is ultimately a strong presence of the sea of ​​God.

‘The elixir in the Qinglong Dazheng is almost mature, and it is time to break through the middle of Tongxuan. ’

Chen Fan’s eyes shine brightly.

Ps: The third is more o(n_n)o (to be continued.)