Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

"He is quite serious."

Seeing Ye Xiaomu flying out of the door, Xu Wenchang said to Lao Guo with a smile.

"It's the same as him."

Xu Wenchang said with emotion: "Within the Three Realms, this time there is another Ye Tianshi. I really hope that I will see two Ye Tianshi fight side by side in the future."

Lao Guodao: "He needs time, you will see this day sooner or later."

When Ye Xiaomu went to the Xuan Ming last time, he went to a yin, but this time it was completely different.

Ye Xiaomu was also heard of the news that the Yin Shi was occupied by the Promise Ghost King. However, with his strength and understanding of the Three Realms, he did not understand the meaning behind this incident, but he saw the evil spirits patrolling the wall with the sickle. Things, he was still stunned, staring at this scene, even forgot to walk.

"How, how do you feel when you see this scene?" Xu Wenchang looked at him with a smile.

"I... I believe that the sinister will be able to defeat the ghost king!"

"why?"

"Because evil must fight against justice." Ye Xiaomu said, "I know this sounds a bit naive, but the belief is certain. Only by sticking to this point of view, can we have the courage to resist, otherwise it will only be pessimistic. Complete slavery."

"It’s good to say. However, there is still a need for someone to stand up and turn the tide, Xiao Tian, ​​now is the time for your young generation to show off."

Ye Xiaomu scratched his head and said with embarrassment: "I am still a bit of strength, but if I really dedicate myself, I also have courage, but the ability is too small."

"You are still growing up, everything will be possible in the future. Let's go, we will do business."

Xu Wenchang took him into the secret passage and sneaked into the capital city. Ye Xiaomu followed him and went around in a palace. He met many ghosts on the road and looked at him doubtfully. He didn't know who he was. But because of Xu Wenchang, these people did not dare to ask.

Finally they came to a room with candles on the bed and a four-legged animal lying on it.

Ye Xiaomu couldn't describe the animal's appearance. It looked like a large dog, covered with sparkling scales that looked pretentious.

It just stayed in bed and kept his eyes closed.

"It...what's wrong?" Ye Xiaomu stared blankly at the creature of the holy beast and murmured.

"Being hurt, you don't have to worry about this, Xiaoye Tianshi, use your talents to extract his memory."

Ye Xiaomu walked over, a little afraid to reach out a hand, put it on the body, and release the mana into his body.

The Holy Beast immediately had a powerful force that bounced it off.

Ye Xiaomu climbed up from the ground and looked at Xu Wenchang.

"You try again."

"Already good."

"Well?" Xu Wenchang's eyes widened.

Ye Xiaomu nodded and said: "I don't know what to do. It used to be like this. As long as the spell is poured into the body of the evil, when I go back to the night or dream, I will dream of his experience... It seems to do this. Just fine."

Xu Wenchang was a bit helpless. He didn't know this talent. There was no standard to compare, so he sent him back.

From the Temple of Heaven, I found Orange and Xiao Yiyun standing outside the door. They probably heard the news coming.

Seeing Ye Xiaomu, the two looked up and down with a look of a loved one.

Ye Xiaomu doesn't know them, he is a bit curious. The orange has come over and squeezed a hand on his face and said, "Children, there is nothing to play with in the future."

"Okay, he can't stay for a long time."

Xu Wenchang took Ye Xiaomu away, and when Ye Xiaomu looked back, the two were still looking at him with a smile.

After going out from the capital city, Ye Xiaomu asked Xu Wenchang who the two were, why they seemed very kind to themselves.

Xu Wenchang hesitated for a moment, did not hide, and told their names. "They are kind to you... probably because you look handsome."

Ye Xiaomu laughs and cries, which is the reason for this.

Xu Wenchang sent him back to the world. Lao Guo had been waiting in the room. When they saw them coming back, they immediately looked at Xu Wenchang with a look of exploration. Xu Wenchang nodded.

"Okay, now you are going to sleep." Lao Guo said to Ye Xiaomu.

"Now? I am not sleepy now." Ye Xiaomu was speechless. He had just walked from the Yinshi and saw the legendary singer--on the way back, he had already heard Xu Wenchang say something about it - Xu Wenchang Telling him things is also for him to fully understand what he is looking for when he is dreaming.

Ye Xiaomu, who heard the truth, was simply stunned and excited to express his feelings. He never thought about it. A small person and a newcomer in the magical world could have the opportunity to participate in such a big event about the fate of the Three Realms.

Now his heart is still rushing and hopping, and it is impossible to sleep, and then he is stared at by two people, even if it is really difficult to sleep.

"I know you can't sleep, I'm already ready." Old Guo Jiao smiled and took out a bottle of medicine, and found a grain, "sleep pills, come and eat a grain, to ensure that you sleep well."

Ye Xiaomu had no choice but to eat one, and then let them all go out first, otherwise they are a little nervous.

After they all left, Ye Xiaomu just went to bed and lie down, played a mobile phone for a while, tried to let himself sleep, at first he really couldn't sleep, and later the drug came up, he didn't know when he slept.

He dreamed of a lot of messy plots, wars, kills, and many long-formed people flying around in the sky. The grand scene is very much like a Hollywood sci-fi blockbuster.

The legendary battle of the gods?

However, only the fragments, did not wait for Ye Xiaomu to see clearly, the scene has been changed, and the sounds are between the valleys, the blood in the valley flows into the river, and the whole body is soaked in the whole body.

At this time, a man wearing a black robes and a very tall man came and covered him with a hand. A gentle light spread over him, covering him all over the body. His wounds were torn apart. Heal.

A little effort, he recovered from the injury, stood up, and looked at the mysterious man in front of him with the same gentle look.

"The war is over, let me go, guard the three worlds with me, your talent will make you useful."

At this moment, Ye Xiaomu can feel the feeling of listening to the heart. It is a kind of trust and expectation. He has been killing him for many years and his character is cruel. He came to the front and sat in front of the monk.

The monk extended his right thumb and pressed it on his Yintang...

The picture turned around and it was something else.

Ye Xiaomu saw a lot. He knew that these were some of the most impressive episodes in his heart. He didn't know how many years he lived, but there are not many fragments worthy of his memory.

(Acute gastritis can't stand, I will go first...)