A foreign sect like Wu Mei is not of a high level, so souls cannot exist in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Once the body dies and loses its blessing, it will be the end of the soul.

"I won't do anything to be a spy, especially a spy from a sect camp. I'm so lost that I don't even have a chance to become a Yin God." Zhao Xing thought silently.

"Crack~" After the paper burned, the half of the jade pendant could not withstand it and broke into two halves.

"The Xuanyin Jade Pendant needs to be paired with the Yin God's protection from the Xuantian Sect to be able to lurk. Once the Yin God's protection disappears, the Xuanyin Jade Pendant will be useless."

Zhao Xing took a look and saw that nothing appeared on Wu Mei's bones and no changes occurred, so he ordered the second straw man to pick up the treasure.

"Fourth level blood evil bead."

After the straw man picked it up, Zhao Xing stared at it from two meters away.

"roar!"

Inside the blood evil bead, the shadow of a golden lion appeared, stimulating Zhao Xing's life soul.

It gave him the urge to swallow the Blood Evil Pearl.

"The fourth-level blood evil bead, kill a sixth-level exotic beast, take a drop of its essence and blood, and blend it into it."

"Then use the evil spirit to mix with the essence and blood of alien animals, and hide the blood evil beads in the acupoints of the body. You can exert extraordinary close combat strength and gain body protection from the evil spirit."

"But there are good and bad. You have to be tortured by the will of the alien beast all the time, and you have to spit it out every once in a while, unless the user's will can completely subdue the will of the alien beast."

"Sell for money." Zhao Xing arranged the fate of the bead.

It's too troublesome to use it myself. It's only for warriors. If Sinong wants to use the fourth-level blood evil bead, he probably has to reach the eighth level to be able to use it.

"The blood evil beads and blood spirit needles are worth a lot of money. After buying the preaching paintings, I am already very poor. It can be regarded as a return to the blood... Fellow Taoist, you died well." Zhao Xing whispered, "There is a next life.

, we’re still here to kill you.”

"boom!"

Suddenly there was an explosion from afar, and the night was briefly illuminated.

Zhao Xing looked in the direction of the explosion, and then saw a familiar golden light flashing past.

"It's Long Xiao's Shenxiao sword technique. Is this the Geng Jin sword style?" Zhao Xing was very familiar with this 'old boss'. His Shenxiao sword technique was an incomplete sword technique obtained from an ancient tomb.

Later, he continued to study in the art of swordsmanship and realized his own Shenxiao sword technique.

This move is now much less powerful than the proficient sword moves later, but in this kind of situation, it is completely sufficient. After all, a warrior is a warrior, and a swordsman is a swordsman.

"It's almost time to end." Zhao Xing glanced at Huangli. At this time, Pixiu Huangli had been reduced to the level of Xiaoxi. "It's just that Uncle Donghu hasn't returned yet."

Standing in the courtyard and showing his bright eyes, Zhao Xing withdrew his gaze and saw several figures passing by from another direction.

"That's Li Chengfeng?"

The light flickered, and Zhao Xing saw Li Chengfeng walking out of the courtyard, with a dark shadow standing next to him.

When the explosion sounded, Chen Deshun and Li Chengfeng looked towards the explosion together.

Li Chengfeng and Chen Deshun also saw Zhao Xing in the courtyard and Wu Mei outside the courtyard.

"What?!" Chen Deshun was shocked when he saw the white bones. "Did he kill Wu Mei? Or was it someone else?"

When Zhao Xing saw Chen Deshun, his life soul was touched, and his causal soul sensed him and immediately reunited him with the rice guest who had been in the Niu family compound.

"Li Chengfeng, is he bewitched or controlled?" Zhao Xing frowned, although he didn't like this 'gentleman'.

But at this moment, Zhao Xing still shouted loudly: "Li Chengfeng! Get back!"

The dark wind blew violently and quickly towards Chen Deshun. When it blew towards Li Chengfeng's back, it turned into a soft wind, trying to shake the opponent's soul and wake him up.

After the dark wind passed, it immediately turned into a yang wind, pulling Li Chengfeng towards another courtyard.

"Zhao, Zhao Xing..." Li Chengfeng turned his head, blood spots appeared on his forehead, and a tiny needle was inserted into it, and it had penetrated three inches into Tianling.

Li Chengfeng looked at Zhao Xing with extremely complicated eyes, filled with fear, surprise, and regret.

Of course, Zhao Xing could only see that his expression was a little painful.

"Hmph!" Chen Deshun grabbed Li Chengfeng's shoulder, and the evil spirit counteracted the evil wind, then rolled it up again and quickly disappeared into the night.

"He was controlled by the Blood Spirit Needle." Zhao Xing shook his head. He didn't take action out of good intentions.

I'm just helping out for Lao Chen's sake.

This plan was led by Lao Chen. If Li Chengfeng was kidnapped, his credit would be greatly reduced.

But that's all. In this chaotic situation, self-preservation is the first priority.

Li Chengfeng and Chen Deshun disappeared.

Zhao Xing was also wary, retreated behind the Dharma Protector, and tied his legs inside the door with ropes.

At the same time, he gave an order to the straw man he had planted: Stop me from leaving the yard before dawn.

This order was also given to the little lynx.

"It's not a bad thing to be careful." Zhao Xing wrapped the vines around his legs layer by layer and asked the straw men to surround him. Then he lit the lantern again and waited quietly on the steps for dawn.

About a quarter of an hour after Wu Mei died, Chen Deshun and Li Chengfeng appeared and disappeared.

Another quarter of an hour passed.

Suddenly a familiar voice sounded outside the courtyard door: "It's over, come out."

Zhao Xing stood up and saw Chen Shijie's figure appearing outside the fence.

it's over?

Zhao Xing breathed a sigh of relief and stood up from the steps: "Is Mr. Chen okay? Where is my teacher?"

Chen Shijie nodded and said: "I have nothing to do. The main leaders of the Xuantian Sect have been executed."

"However, there are still some who escaped. Most of the officers and soldiers went to chase them. I am afraid that there are still some remnants here, and the agricultural supervisors should evacuate."

Zhao Xing, who had just untied the vines, suddenly stiffened when he heard these words, and then stopped again.

"Why, you can't trust me?"

Zhao Xing closed his eyes, retreated slowly, blocked his hearing, and retreated to the table with the dark wind wrapping around him.

He explored it with his hand.

Sure enough, the ever-burning light has gone out.

'Chen Shijie' looked over in surprise, and a voice rang in Zhao Xing's mind: "Where is the flaw in this position?"

"The real Chen Shijie would not call himself 'my official' to me in private." Seeing that closing his five senses was ineffective, Zhao Xing opened them again, "You are so brave, and you still haven't left. Are you not afraid of Uncle Donghu?"

, aren’t you also afraid of Prince Nanyang?”

Zhao Xing was also a little surprised. He did not expect that the soul-splitting Yin God from the Xuantian Sect actually came to him in person.

It stands to reason that the first stage of [Dark Wind Enters a Dream] has passed, the arrests in the second stage have also passed, and it is time for everyone to run away in the third stage.

Unexpectedly, the first stage and the second stage suddenly happened again.

What went wrong?

"Uncle Donghu is entangled by me." 'Chen Shijie' said calmly, "But this clone of me can't escape. As you said, I am not afraid of Uncle Donghu, but I am afraid of the Prince of Nanyang County."

"I didn't expect him to be so proud that he really invited me here. I can't leave, so I won't leave at all. Come and see you."

Zhao Xingdao: "I'm just a small official. Why do you come to see me? Run away quickly. How will you know whether you can run away if you don't try?"

"Hahaha." Lord Blood Spirit couldn't help but laugh. He could see that Zhao Xing was afraid.

It’s okay to be afraid, it’s okay to be afraid.

Just as he was about to say something more, he only heard a golden light coming from the distance, and then there was a loud shout: "Zhao Xing, don't open the door!"

Lord Blood Spirit glanced at Zhao Xing one last time: "Fellow Taoist, see you later."

Buzz~

Then flames began to erupt from Lord Blood Spirit's body, and he broke away on his own initiative, destroying the body of the ghost.

At this time, the real Chen Shijie had arrived, and Uncle Donghu also returned to the statue in the room.

Huh~

Chen Shijie jumped into Zhao Xing's courtyard.

He had been invited, so he could naturally go in at will. This also proved that the Chen Shijie in front of him was the real Chen Shijie.

"How are you?" Chen Shijie asked.

"It's okay." Zhao Xing shook his head, "What happened just now?"

"It's Lord Blood Spirit." Chen Shijie simply said, "But it's okay."

Zhao Xing nodded.

He couldn't help but recall the last words of Lord Blood Spirit.

Fellow Taoist? What does this mean?
Chapter completed!