In the situation in front of her, if Lu Yuniang failed to completely suppress the Wind and Thunder God, when the sun shines, everything she did will be wasted, and she may even suffer a soul.

But at least it can save a life.

She herself knew that she could not fight so endlessly. If she could not win at the end of three days, it would prove that she was indeed out of reach with the Wind and Thunder God.

This is a very metaphysical thing.

Some people become friends as soon as they meet.

Some people have been together for four or five years, smiling on the surface, but still feel strange in their hearts.

It is indeed very important to be involved in supernatural powers and eye contact.

"I have a problem, Master."

Lu Yuniang gasped several times. She sat cross-legged on the ground, letting the heavy chains be tied to her arms and ankles, like a prisoner. She raised her head and said to Chen Qiu who was standing up:

"If I really win, will I become ugly? I heard from my elder brother that all the ghosts will become half ghosts."

"Yes."

Chen Qiu tilted his head and said:

"I saw your elder brother transform into a half-ghost that night. To be honest, he could make the most courageous naughty child ugly."

“But that is also a kind of beauty, which comes from the beauty brought by power.

Just like turning into a cocoon into a butterfly and being reborn in the fire, it means that in this cruel world, you will have the ability to win a place for yourself without relying on others.

That is the highest praise you can get as a warrior.”

He looked down at Lu Yuniang, who looked fascinated and said:

"It doesn't matter what others call you, it's important, what you want to hear yourself.

Will you smile when men praise you for being beautiful, or will you be aware of your heart and be happy because cowards make way for you in awe?”

Lu Yuniang looked at Chen Qiu.

After a few breaths, the girl smiled and said:

"Master, I understand."

"Then let's go ahead."

Chen Qiu took a step back, and he said half-jokingly:

"If you lose, don't call me master in the future. I'm so famous as the master of Wangchuan, but I really can't afford to lose that person."

"Bang"

The door closed behind him.

When he took the first step, the familiar scream sounded from the room again. It was not the weak scream made by Lu Yuniang, but it was purely the evil taste of the Wind and Thunder God.

It tried to torture the body to make Lu Yuniang surrender to it.

What a stupid guy.

If it were Chen Qiu, he would never have used such low-level and rough methods.

I heard that when current at a certain frequency flows through certain sensitive parts of the body, it will cause an irresistible pain and pleasure. The most wonderful thing is.

That feeling is addictive

If he was the God of Wind and Thunder, Lu Yuniang, the innocent girl, probably could not hold on for even an hour and would surrender obediently.

Not only can he not become a ghost martial artist, he will also become a human ghost manipulated by ghost spirits.

"Oh, I'm not edible."

Chen Qiu shook his head and said something strangely.

He started shakingly into the night sky with his hands on his back. After a few breaths, he returned to the pool and continued to look at the scroll of Lu Lianshan's letters.

This ghost martial arts method is really interesting.

Lu Yuniang is a good test sample.

But if she can really control the powerful Wind and Thunder God with a woman's mind, it means that Chen Qiu has more methods to use in the war against Penglai.

This time I read the book, but it didn't last long, and I was interrupted by an unexpected visitor.

"Shen Daxia."

The Nirvana monk, who was still covered in exhaustion on his face, rushed out from the other side of the lake, and said to Chen Qiu:

"A new situation has occurred on Zhoushan Island! The Flower Green Hero asked me to come back and ask you to come over and take charge of the overall situation."

"Um?"

Chen Qiu unexpectedly raised his head and looked at Tie Niu, he said:

"What happened? Even if someone as confident as Hua Qing felt that he couldn't make a decision?"

"It's a Japanese."

The Nirvana monk with a fleshy face but kind heart said:

"We, together with Huaqing Hero and Liu, drove out the Japanese traitors. We went very smoothly. We should have been able to wipe out all the pirates lurking in the sea until tomorrow.

But just two hours ago, a large fleet came from the sea at night and was docking on the edge of the Flower and Bird Island.

The ship was full of Japanese warriors, with complete military preparations and aggressive momentum."

"What flag did they sing?"

Chen Qiu narrowed his eyes and asked a question.

Tie Niu said:

"I can't understand Japanese characters, but the accompanying guide worked as a maritime businessman many years ago. He told me to wait. Those words mean, "The Pioneer of the Three Koreans' Land of Conquest, the Imperial Office of the Dragon Horse Army'.

There is also the flagship flagship flag.

The text above is 'The Great General of the Conquest, Ryuma Dainame Sakamoto's Ryuma'."

"Well, it's him."

Chen Qiu nodded clearly.

He calculated a few breaths and said to Tie Niu:

"You go and rest first. I will go there tomorrow morning. Don't worry, according to Monk Zhenji, that group of Japanese people are not enemies.

At least, it is not the enemy we are waiting for."—

At dawn, on a mountain at the foot of Taibai Mountain where Tiantong Temple is located.

A woman who was wrapped in a black cloth cloak tightly, but could vaguely see a slender figure stepping on the stone steps. At this morning and everything was silent, she stood on this empty cliff.

She just stood there.

Don't say a word.

It seems to be waiting for the arrival of a certain moment.

After a stick of incense, a red sun suddenly jumped from the sea level as she watched.

Light.

The bright light, as the rising sun rises, dispels thousands of darkness and brings brightness back to this world without much change.

The light is a little hot.

Watching the big fireball rise to the sky, Lu Yuniang reached out to take off the black veil hat on her head. She shook her long hair that was disguised behind her head, and a long-lost smile appeared on her pretty face.

There was a scar on her forehead that was like wind and thunder, which did not destroy her pretty face, but instead added a hint of mysterious temperament to her.

She seemed to be talking to herself:

"How long hasn't you seen the sunrise?"

No one answered her.

But she immediately realized that she was saying the wrong thing.

Then he reached out and hit his lips, and said:

"Well, sorry, I forgot that you are a ghost born from gloomy despair. You probably have never seen the sunrise. But you can see through my eyes that the scene in front of you is very beautiful.

It's really beautiful."

Lu Yuniang also opened the cloak wrapped around her body.

She changed into a plain long skirt that was no different from before, and then faced the sunshine, spread her arms and let the warm sunshine shine on the skin of her arms.

It seems a little uncomfortable.

There was a faint flying dust flying out of the skin, but soon, a pale electric arc surged, flowing through the body, and then there was no abnormality.

She embraced the darkness.

But he did not give up the right to walk in the sun.
To be continued...