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Chapter 745 She comes out!(2/2)

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Woo ~

The wind blows on the wild forest, and the branches and leaves are like ghosts crying. The tiny fire of phosphorus appears at the same time between the mass graves, which is very cold and invasive.

Bang!

With one hand, he slapped a ball of phosphorus fire to extinguish.

"The ghost without Ying Lier..."

The night wind blew the purple clothes, and Feng Wushuang frowned slightly.

In her eyes, there were many hazy ghost fires in this mass grave, which were faintly visible, and even the outline of the ghost could be seen.

But, I didn't see what she wanted to see.

As the sky changes, there are more and more rumors of haunted ghosts in the world, but in fact, it is extremely difficult for a stranger to take the initiative to see ghosts.

She does not have the level of Taoist fruit of ghosts and gods, and she has spent countless effort to see ghosts.

However……

"There are many ordinary people in these souls. They can all turn into ghosts. There is no reason for Ying Lier, unless it is..."

As soon as he thought of this, Feng Wushuang's expression was slightly dim, but he quickly restrained himself.

A faint glow lit up on her cuffs, and the distorted sound of Yu Lingxian was heard in the ancient token:

"Senior sister..."

Yu Lingxian tried to repeat all the things as concisely as possible. This "Pity to My Mother's Urgent Mother" was difficult to urge and it was difficult to communicate for a long time.

"Fan Ruyi died? Li Yuan and the Red Riding Dharma King turned against each other? Jiang Wuyang chased Han Long from Dongyang Road to Wanlei Mountain and intervened in this battle?"

Feng Wushuang raised her eyebrows and was very surprised.

"He actually killed Fan Ruyi?"

This shock was amazing.

Prison Yang has been chasing Fan Ruyi for three months. Of course, the major forces of various countries will not be unaware of such a big thing.

But no one, including her, thinks that Yang Yu can really kill Fan Ruyi...

"This, this..."

Feng Wushuang was determined to ask, but this token was far inferior to the round light mirror of the court, and could only send a message unilaterally, so that even though he had many doubts in his heart, he had to press it.

After Yu Lingxian finished speaking, he stimulated his true energy and conveyed his questions in a deep voice.

Then, Yu Lingxian's answer came.

The two of them asked and answered each other. After dozens of times, not only Yu Lingxian on the other end was extremely tired, but Feng Wushuang on the other end was also a little tired.

"No need to pay attention to other things, just do your business..."

Finally, the order was passed over. Feng Wushuang put away the token and took a long time to calm down. He suppressed the throbbing in his heart and turned toward the Dayan Mountain.

Night wind, deep mountains, courtyards, flower gardens, water flow...

Not long after, Feng Wushuang came to the fence, bowed and called out "grandma", but received no response.

"grandmother?"

After waiting for a while, she called out a few more times, but still didn't respond, and her heart couldn't help but stutter.

She didn't know why she was nervous, but she was suddenly so nervous that she was at a loss.

"grandmother?"

In the night wind, Feng Wushuang was a little dry and walked into the courtyard with a careful and difficult time, trying to push open the empty wooden door.

The trembling palm stretched out, and before it could be touched, the door had already opened with a squeak.

Huh ~

As if a breeze blew, Feng Wushuang's back felt cold and she felt cold sweat.

No, no one?!

The room was empty and deserted, but in her eyes, this scene was scarier than any monster!

She is not in the yard?!

"she……"

Holding the doors and windows tightly, Feng Wushuang's face turned pale under the moonlight.

In the past twenty or thirty years, she has found out almost all the classics about her mother in the world and read them.

There were almost few people who knew better than her what was living in the yard, and what it means to be this old woman not in the yard...

"She actually walked out of the courtyard?"

A gust of wind blew, and Feng Wushuang was almost blown down. She grabbed the door frame and suddenly reached out and grabbed a letter raft that was blowing out of the house.

This letter raft is empty, with only four ancient Taoist scripts on the envelope:

"Junior sister, let me know!"

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"puff!"

The goshawk stumbled into the mountains and forests, knocking over large tracts of plants and trees, and kept wailing in shock.

However, Yang Yu had no time to comfort it, so he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

With the body of a great master, he exchanged injuries with Fan Ru for injuries, which is not his superficial understatement.

Qin Si's magical power level is not enough to dispel Fan Ruyi's powerful will. It is still not enough to drive away three times in a row.

Fortunately, Qin Si has imprinted more than four pieces of spiritual jade he has consumed before over the years.

Buzz!

The palms were opened, and the jade pendants turned into powder after trembling. Four green lights flashed one after another, and only a little bloody color was restored to Yang Yu's face.

The printing of magical powers is extremely difficult. It not only tests the master of magical powers, but also requires spiritual jade, which is also extremely rare and precious.

Even though he occupied the entire Northwest Road, he did not earn much in recent years, and he spent most of his money today.

Only six are left.

"The Martial Saint Jue Ding, it's true that it's not comparable to Nie Longtian and others..."

He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and Yu Yang forced himself to sit down and regulate his breathing. The big stone in his heart just landed.

Fan Ruyi is worthy of the supreme Martial Saint. Even though he used the Golden Dragon Scissor to hurt him first, he chased him for three months, and pushed his energy to the limit, and in the end, he almost killed him.

Fortunately...

"This time I go back to the northwest, I will definitely help Xiao Si complete the ceremony. Her magical power is really rare..."

Without using the remaining jade pendant, he swallowed several healing pills and regulated his breath for a moment, most of the injuries on Yang Yu's body had been gone.

At this time, he let out a light breath and looked at the forest in the distance:

"Come out."

Huh ~

With a chuckle, Jiang Wuyang walked out of the forest, but did not get close. He was only twenty feet apart and bowed far away:
Chapter completed!
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