Upon hearing this, the man looked at the small spiritual body in front of him with amused expression: "Oh, do you still have a guard? Isn't this bell tower formation your strongest guard?"

When Zhong Ling heard this, he became anxious and waved his arms and said loudly: "Hu... nonsense. My strongest guard..."

"Who are you?"

A voice suddenly sounded, and the hoarse and intermittent voice was not very high, but it also interrupted Zhong Ling's words.

The man raised his eyebrows and looked back at the source of the sound. Then he smiled suddenly on his face and nodded: "Who am I supposed to be? It turns out that he is Miss Hui, the owner of the toy. I am so lucky."

The visitor is Zhonglihui.

At this moment, she was standing outside the yard with one hand holding the door frame, her clothes and hair were a little scattered, and she looked quite embarrassed. After hearing the man's words, the embarrassed turned into shock.

The handsome man obviously knows a lot about the situation of Zhongli. Not only did he know that there would be a "toy holder" in every generation of Zhongli, but he also expressed his current identity as Zhongli Hui.

After finishing the words calmly, the man turned around, but Zhong Ling was no longer there.

"As it really, are you still too young?" the man murmured to himself, while carefully observing the bright yellow clock.

In less than half a minute, the halo on the surface of the body of the dahurica bell became lighter than before. It must have been consumed a lot of it.

The man sighed softly, raised his hand and patted the Liuli chime bell. He said in his opinion, whether it was emotion or admiration: "Your guard is indeed quite strong."

Only he himself knows what means he has used and the consumption required to use these means.

It is no exaggeration to say that if these spiritual objects and talismans are exchanged into the common currency of Blue Star, it would be more than enough to buy a country with a population of more than 10 million.

But Zhong Lihui was able to escape from this magic of heaven, which was already very strong, at least stronger than what men knew.

Of course, Zhong Lihui must have paid a considerable price, which can be seen from her pale complexion.

The spirit on the surface of Dahuang Bell's body illuminated, as if it was a little proud, but the halo became darker after not maintaining enough for a second, and there seemed to be a long sigh of slightness coming from the void.

The young spiritual bodies cannot appear for too long. What Zhong Ling can now expect is toy holders of the Zhongli generation.

Zhong Lihui did not see Zhong Ling.

In fact, her vision was always blurred from the way from her residence to the bell tower.

The power suppressing the sky above the old house of Zhongli was too powerful. She was like walking forward with a mountain on her back. Every step she took could hear the sound of bones and flesh cracking in her body.

Fortunately, her body was nourished by the spiritual spring of Baolong Mountain, and both internal injuries and hidden injuries could be temporarily suppressed by spiritual power. Although the internal breath was disordered, it was still within the controllable range.

I just don’t know how long can she support this?

Zhongli Huiqiang suppressed the fishy sweetness in her throat and secretly activated Zhongli's unique "Twelve-Laws Breath Regulation Method" to sort out the violent spiritual power in her body bit by bit.

At this moment, her arms holding the door frame were still shaking constantly, and her legs were almost unable to support the weight of her body. In order to suppress the injury, she even struggled to speak, let alone do anything else.

But her waist and back were always straight, and her hands holding the piano were always facing forward.

Where the enemy is, the Qin is where he is. Even if he dies, he will never show his back to others.

This is the meaning of the owner of Zhongli toys, and it is also the strongest oath of every generation of Zhongli family.

Zhonglihui's piano heart is already thriving.

"Tick, tick", a subtle sound came from the toy piano, and drops of blood sprinkled on the white stone, like blooming flowers.

"No," the man half-sided and looked at Zhong Lihui who was almost covered in blood in praise.

Zhong Lihui's face was pale and her expression was ferocious.

The other party's indifferent voice made her feel like she was slapped on the face by more than a dozen big ears.

Humiliation, anger and strong unwillingness surged into my heart at this moment. Zhong Lihui only regretted that she had to breathe and couldn't curse her.

"Get out... egg..."

She spit out these two words with great difficulty.

This is the shortest and most lethal swear word she can remember.

However, as soon as these two words were finished, the fishy sweetness in her throat suddenly surged up, and the violent cough made her body tremble like a slam. The corners of her eyes and lips were cracked, and the spiritual power that was rushing in her body seemed to have found a breakthrough, and streams of blood were pouring out from her mouth and nose.

Blood bleeds in the seven orifices, and Dan Mansion was severely injured. This is the price of being forcibly awakened by Dahuang Bell.

She was retaliated by the sound of the big yellow bell.

The Dahuang Bell, which has protected the Zhongli family for generations, naturally has a very high affinity with the direct lineage of Zhongli, but this does not mean that the Zhongli family will not be injured when borrowing the power of Huangzhong.

The more powerful a magic weapon, spiritual weapon or spiritual treasure, the more careful it needs to be dealt with, because if there is a slight mistake, its powerful backlash will not only cause damage to the user, but may even cause death.

Zhonglihui was lucky enough to survive the backlash of Dahuang Zhong and the invasion of Wuming's suppression, but unfortunately, she was the only sober person in the entire old house.

Everyone except her was blocked by an unknown terrifying force and was in an abnormal state of "what you see is not what you feel, what you hear is not what you know".

Zhonglihui even guessed that the power was probably strong enough to change a certain law in the present world, and the old house of Zhongli temporarily lost all connections with this time and space.

The reason for this judgment is that the first thing Zhong Lihui did after waking up was to crush the precious messenger talisman to contact Senior Jin who was far away in the imperial capital, but failed.

On the way to the bell tower, Zhong Lihui also wanted to wake up several elders with spiritual power, but it was naturally futile.

However, when she finally saw the true face of the enemy, she couldn't help but be glad for her failure.

Although she couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, her breath was as vast as the sea. Zhonglihui felt that even if there were a few more, she would definitely not be her opponent.

But strangely, for some reason, the man forcibly suppressed his own cultivation, and therefore, he should have suffered a little injury when he broke into the formation - this can be seen from his blue-white face and slightly rapid breathing - but the fluctuations of spiritual power he inadvertently emitted still made Zhong Lihuida tremble from the bottom of his heart.

She held back the stinging eyes and looked at him.

Before, she had always thought that her eyes were congested, which led to her inability to see the man's appearance, but then she realized that it was not that she could not see clearly, but that she could not look directly.

God, don't look directly.
Chapter completed!