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    Chapter 125 Fighting the Profound Ghost with the Dead Knot Water Master 2

    Seeing Xie Lian wake up, Huacheng slightly separated his lips and seemed to leave. In a hurry, Xie Lian didn't care so much, raised his hands, hugged his neck, and sucked back the mana that was sucked by Huacheng.

    Huacheng obviously didn't expect him to do this. He didn't pay attention for a while, and the mana returned. Xie Lian was afraid that he would leave. He quickly held his face with both hands, turned over, and pressed Huacheng to the ground, feeling a cool spirit. The flow poured into the body and fell into the abdomen along the throat cavity, which was extremely warm. At this time, the small wooden door of the Bodhisattva Temple creaked, and a giant cyan caterpillar-like figure crawled out of the house and said, "Fuck, what kind of dog is so brave! A hair thief who steals things. Do you dare to disturb Lao Tzu's sleep after stealing it on Lao Tzu's head, Ahe! Look at Lao Tzu..." Before he finished speaking, he saw two overlapping figures who seemed to be kissing hotly, one red and one white, Who else could it be with who? He screamed in fright, "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

    Huacheng raised his hand slightly, originally going to grab Xie Lian's shoulder, listened to his noise, turned his gesture, and slammed Qi Rong back into the house with a "ouch", and the door closed with a "bang". Huacheng just turned over, pressed Xie Lian under him, raised his face, panted slightly, his eyes flashed with black light, and said: "His Royal Highness!"

    Xie pity didn't have time to say more, stretched out his hand and hooked his neck and pulled it down, sucked enough mana, choked a bit, and said again: "Move - move the soul!"

    Who knows, this time, his soul was just pulled out, and before it was thrown into the sky, it was blocked by a wall and bounced back into his body, causing him to make an "ah" sound. When I opened my eyes, it was still the starry sky and the slightly anxious face of Huacheng. Xie Lian sat up, held his head, and muttered: "...I can't make it through."

    Is Shi Qingxuan dead? Or is the black water mysterious ghost strengthening the barrier? No matter what, he can't go to Shi Qingxuan's mind anyway. Even if we rush to the South China Sea now, it will definitely be too late.

    Seeing him stunned, Huacheng said: "His Royal Highness, sorry."

    Thanks for looking at him, Huacheng said again: "However, others can't intervene in this matter."

    Xie Lian waved his hand and said: "...You don't need to apologize. In fact, even if I'm there, I can't do anything."

    With the method of moving the soul, he can only enter the body of Shi Qingxuan. However, Shi Qingxuan is only a mortal body. Even if Xie Lian can help him break free from the shackles, how can he compete with the master there in the black water ghost? He can't even escape.

    After slowing down, Xie Lian quickly returned to the psychic formation in the heavenly court and said, "Lingwen, have you set off yet?"

    Lingwen said: "His Royal Highness! Why did you suddenly go silent for a while? We have already sent a group of priests to the South China Sea. His Highness Qiying is back, and he will go to sea later, but the black Water ghost mythical creatures are not so easy to enter, and I don't know when they will be found."

    Xie Lian said dumbly: "Wait, I'll set off with you. Maybe I can remember the way. But please send someone to the Bodhisattva Temple to pick me up."

    Lingwen said: "Okay, he's here now."

    Thanks for a pity, looking back, Huacheng has disappeared, and two little priests came from outside the village of Bodhisattva, followed by a tall, black-haired, slightly curly youth, it was Quan Yizhen.

    Xie Lian bowed his head to him as a greeting, but Quan Yizhen didn't know how to return the gift, but Xie Lian didn't care. Looking around, there was no trace of Huacheng, knowing that he was leaving time for himself to deal with this matter.

    The two and a group of little priests went out of the South China Sea. After listening to Xie Lian's suggestion, they specially collected dozens of heavy coffins that had been filled with dead people in case of emergency. After the boat was speeding in the water for two or three hours, something strange floated on the sea.

    The bodies of many giant bony fish floated to the surface and crashed into the boat. The vigilance of the priests rose: "Is this coming?!"

    Xie pity said: "No, if you have entered the black water ghost, the boat must not be able to float on the water and drive so fast."

    However, these are obviously the remains of the battle between General Pei and the navy the night before yesterday. Quan Yizhen had been squatting on the side of the ship, maintaining this difficult movement, when he suddenly said, "There is a black island ahead, isn't it that?"

    Xie Lian took a closer look, and there really was a dark island in front of him. Moreover, from a distance, it does look like that Blackwater Island!

    Xie pity frowned slightly and said: "It looks really similar. But how could it be found so easily, and the ship didn't sink? Please be careful first, beware of traps."

    As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that it was not a trap. Because there was a figure on the beach, facing the sun, using the sword that slashed the enemy back and forth to draw the wood to make the coffin. There were three completed coffins on the side, and he was making the fourth one. Xie Lian immediately waved his hand and shouted: "General Pei! It's General Pei, it's the island that's right!"

    The big ship immediately turned around and drove away quickly. Seeing that the reinforcements had arrived, Pei Ming was not happy at all, he stuck his sword on the ground, touched his nose, and said depressedly: "You guys won't come early, you won't come late, but you came when I was about to finish, what do you mean? "

    Quan Yizhen said: "It would be good if someone came. I heard that they are coming to save you, but everyone is not available."

    "..." With a look on Pei Ming's face, I don't care about you, this child, turned to Xie Lian, and asked: "His Royal Highness is going back first? How did you build this boat, and how can it float on the water in the ghost domain?"

    Thanks for the pity: "I don't think it's a problem with the boat. It's the curse of the black water ghost that has dissipated."

    Pei Ming was stunned for a moment, and he tried it casually. He actually cut down a large piece of trees with one sword. The mana really came back. After a moment of speechlessness, he shook his head and said, "If I knew this earlier, why would I have to work so hard as a coffin?"

    This is true, he really wasted his hard work this night. After making coffins for four people, three people's coffins are useless.

    A group of priests went to the island and went straight to the center of the forest. The little ghost in the dense forest had not seen this battle, and was so frightened that he fled in all directions, and came to the black water lake in the forest, but did not encounter those shadow figures. Without the interference of other people's law fields, everyone studied for a while, and finally broke the illusion.

    As soon as he entered the Netherworld Water Mansion, Xie Lian restrained the black-clothed and white-boned bones, held it in his hand, and ran around in the hall. After a while, he found the great hall. On the mottled wall, the two bloody iron shackles were empty. A headless corpse lay in the center of the hall, the blood was drained, and a group of madmen were throwing things on the corpse. The priests came in, and the group of madmen became more and more excited. After Pei Ming came in, he was stunned for a long time before finally daring to confirm who it was, and exclaimed in shock, "...Senior Brother Shui!"

    Xie Lian already knew about this, and said, "Trouble everyone here, and the whole island to find out, is there any Master Feng Shi, or... a corpse."

    However, no matter how you look for it, there is no trace of Shi Qingxuan on the island.

    Could it be that the black water mysterious ghost took away the wind master? Or, the wind master has been killed directly, and the corpse was drowned in the sea, and the flesh and blood were fed to the fish?

    Although Shi Wudu was mad at the end, he provoked He Xuan to kill and kill him directly. He died, but after all, it was not killed by Feng Shi himself. Will He Xuan change his life for Feng Shi?

    After blasting away the group of annoying lunatics, Pei Ming squatted on the ground, lost his mind for a long time, and sighed: "Brother Shui, you have been arrogant all your life, but you have ended up like this, you don't even know if you are closed. The higher the height, the harder the fall. There are all kinds of situations in life, and everything can't escape, even if people are gods, they will not be spared after all."

    Quan Yizhen didn't feel that much emotion. He ran around in the Nether Water Mansion with a "da da da". He ran over and glanced at it, thinking it was very strange, and said, "Where is his head?"

    Thanks for the pity: "Take it away from the black water mysterious ghost."

    Pei Ming said, "What kind of grudge does the master of this mythical creature have with him? Also, what about Qingxuan and the geographer? Could it be that the three officials of water, earth and wind are all broken?"

    Thanks for the pity: "It is indeed a great hatred, a great hatred of the sky. Lord Earth Master, it depends on which one you ask, the real one is in my hands, the fake one is the one who took Master Sailor's The head was taken."

    "what?!"

    Xie pity stared at him and said softly: "General Pei probably doesn't know. Heishui Xuangui, surnamed He Mingxuan."

    Hearing this, Pei Ming's face changed slightly. It seems that Pei Ming and Lingwen are probably not ignorant of what Shi Wudu did. It's just that it's impossible to know how much you know.

    After reporting what should be reported, and dealing with what should be dealt with, when we returned to Bodhi Village, nearly a whole day had passed. Thanks for the pity, the pace is slightly tired.

    When he returned to the Bodhisattva Temple and just opened the door, he heard Qi Rong's ghost roaring: "Gouhuacheng! Thank you for the dog day! You two are really shameless, I'm fucked, it's really fucking scary in the middle of the night. Damn it!!! Blind the dog's eyes of the uncle, and still don't pay me!!!"

    As soon as he heard his mouth full of foul language, Xie Lian immediately remembered the terrible scene where he and Huacheng took turns pressing each other on the ground to suck mana last night. Huacheng was slumped in a chair, and a pair of boots were placed on the table. When Xie Lian pushed the door in, he immediately put it down. He slapped Qi Rong's forehead and stunned him. He stood up and said: " elder brother."

    Xie Lian nodded, took the door with his backhand, crossed the Qi Rong that was tied into a green worm on the ground, sat down, and said: "Gu Zi and they went out to play?"

    Huacheng Road: "Well, I let it go. It's hard for you."

    Thanks for the pity: "No. It's your hard work."

    Huacheng smiled. After a while, he said, "I thought my brother would blame me."

    Xie Lian shook his head and said: "Why should Saburo think too much? Really not. In fact, you are right about this matter. Others are indeed...it's not easy to intervene."

    After thinking about it, he still asked: "Sanlang, in your opinion, what will the black water mysterious ghost do to Master Feng Shi?"

    After a moment of silence, Huacheng said: "I don't know. Heishui is very strange. He has been alone for too many years, and no one can understand what he is thinking."

    "No one can understand what he is thinking" - Xie Lian suddenly remembered that this sentence is also a common evaluation of many priests in the heavenly court on the blood rain and flowers.

    The sinking boat in black water came out of the slaughter of thousands of ghosts in Tonglu Mountain, and the same is true of blood and rain. He Xuan has endured alone for many years, and Huacheng alone may not have spent less time than him.

    It was hatred that made the black water sink the black water sink it is today. So, what about Blood Rain?

    What will make Huacheng the Huacheng of today?

    For a moment, Xie Lian flashed a lot in his mind, shook his head, shook off the "golden branches and jade leaves", sorted out his thoughts, and said: "However, Saburo, I don't understand, the navy stealing beams and replacing pillars should be very covert. , He kept it a secret for so many years, how did Heishui know about it? If it's inconvenient, you don't need to answer me."

    Huacheng Road: "He has changed the site and ran away, and the fake priest didn't do it. What's the inconvenience? To put it simply, Shi Wudu went to confirm it on the night of Heishui's death."

    Thanks for the pity: "Because only the prey is dead, will the vernacular real fairy turn to find the next target?"

    Huacheng Road: "Well. Heishui didn't know who that person was, but he remembered that face. Later, when he became a ghost, people and things in the sky and the ground knew a little bit, and Heishui discovered that it was a water god."

    No wonder.This is very strange.How could a dignified water priest go to see how an ordinary person died for no reason? Xie Lian said: "But this should not be associated with a life change?"

    Huacheng Road: "That's why he replaced the true master, infiltrated the heavenly court, and investigated this matter. The courage is also big enough."

    Xie Lian said slowly: "If he hadn't killed the real geographer later and was involved in more than 200 fishermen, he would have been able to afford the words 'courageous and resourceful'."

    Huacheng said: "Brother, I don't know if the real master killed him. But I am afraid that there are other people who involved those fishermen into the waves of the East China Sea."

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