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Pushing aside the house servants who were crowded into a group of whispering discussions, Shu Xunmo and Wu Yu walked into the circle to find out.

One could see at a glance that the woman was lying on the ground in a very miserable state, the dried blood on the hem of the light yellow skirt was stained all over the ground, and she looked quite scary.

When he died, his eyes were open, so unsettled, Wenxiu's face twisted into an unbelievable expression, full of horror, Shu Xunmo couldn't bear to look, squatted down, took out a plain veil, and covered his staring eyes. With round eyes, he said softly, "My condolences."

"This resentful soul seems to have to be eliminated today." Standing up, Shu Xunmo said.

After Wu Yu looked at it, he asked Xuan Wentao to arrange the woman's body, and watched the servants clean the blood-stained ground.

"What now"

"It's better to force this evil spirit out first." After dismissing the group of onlookers, Shu Xunmo took out a life-saving tool, and approached the unusual wellhead step by step.

"Okay." Wu Yu also withdrew his usual idle look, got serious, pulled out the anger from his waist, and held it in his hand.

The two recited a tactic, and injected a burst of spiritual energy into the hilt of the sword. The blade buzzed, exuding strong spiritual power and shining coldly.

"Go!" The two fingers of the right hand merged and manipulated the direction of the sword with the movement of the hand. After releasing the hand, the hilt of the sword came out of the hand, pierced straight into the well water, and was instantly surrounded by water.

Bu'an, who burst into a burst of light, also let go immediately.

The two swords moved forward and backward, in order to force out the evil spirit.

The original blue wave began to slowly become turbid, rolling secretly in the narrow well, as if something was waiting for an opportunity.

Shu Xunmo, who had already suffered a loss, stepped back very cautiously, "Be careful."

A few bubbles appeared on the surface of the water. At this time, the well water seemed to be stained with ink, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

"hiss--"

Accompanied by a scream that pierced the calm, the black shadow broke through the water, jumped up violently, and flew towards the air, followed by Duansheng and Buan.

Pupils shrink slightly, not good!

Three steps and two steps to chase the black shadow, the direction towards is the backyard.

With a wave of two fingers, Duansheng turned his head sharply and flew towards Shu Xunmo. He tiptoed, stepped on the edge of the sword with his white boots, and put his hands on his chest to control the speed of the sword.

The resentful soul was extremely fast, and strands of black mist surged past his ears.

Looking back, Wu Yu followed, ready to help him.

Controlling it with one hand, the other hand tied into a rice dumpling endured the pain, aimed at it, and hit it.

White light popped out from the fingertips, and with a whistling sound, it sank into the mass.After being hit, it instantly became scattered. After the black mist dissipated, it struggled a few times in mid-air, rolled and fell from the air, and fell to an open space.

Seeing this, he slowed down.

After hovering in the air for a few laps, he jumped off Duansheng and approached the group of unknown creatures.

After the black mist dissipated, the resentful soul turned into a human form, trembling in pain.

It seems that this is its body.he thinks.

In front of him was a ferocious human face, the dark blue skin was wriggling, as if something was about to break out, and a bright red snake letter was spit out from the bloody mouth, and he pointed at Shu Xunmo maliciously, There was a rancid smell.

That resentful soul, no, it can no longer be called a resentful soul. Although the monster was seriously injured, its long nails covered in dirt were still scratching on the ground, leaving black blood stains, and the clothes hanging on its body were like rags. Both miserable and disgusting.

"This is Xuan Wentao's concubine, Nan Shu." Wu Yu looked at the eyes that could almost be described as vicious, and looked away unnaturally.

"Hee hee—" The creature on the ground was still wriggling, spit out snake letters from time to time, and made a strange cry or two.

Shu Xunmo narrowed his eyes, raised his hand, and Duan Sheng returned it to his hand.

wrong.He frowned.

The sword in front of him was crystal clear and shining, pointing at Nanshu.

There was no unexpected shivering, nor was there any black air gushing out again.

His expression couldn't help becoming serious, this broken life was originally something that ghosts were afraid of, and the light it emitted could make them shy away, but now, it has no effect on this monster.

"It seems to be a ghost." Wu Yu said after checking.

As the name suggests, ghosts, half-ghosts, half-demons, are not born. They are transformed into ghosts by humans and forced to adopt the characteristics of monsters. Although the chance of success is small, once they are trained, their power will increase greatly.

Half-ghosts are naturally not classified as ghosts, so they should not be afraid of dying.

Shu Xunmo let the ghost roll on the ground. In this case, the previous inference will be overturned. What he thought was far simpler than the truth. This matter is no longer caused by ordinary ghosts. It looked... like someone was deliberately manipulating it from behind.

"Conquer it first."

"it is good."

Since the opponent's strength cannot be underestimated, he dare not relax.

"Hiss—" The seemingly broken body crawled flexibly on the ground, dodging the two deadly swords, and suddenly, a foul-smelling liquid gushed out from the mouth of the bright red tongue, about to hit Wu Yu.

"careful!"

Before he could stop him, Wu Yu had already been hit.

"Boom-"

Buchen fell out of his hand, Wu Yu let out a scream and covered the left side of his face.

"Are you okay!" Shu Xunmo watched as the stench spread rapidly on his skin, like a bloodthirsty leech, and the blood vessels on his entire face bulged.The monster groaned strangely, knowing that it had been hit, it stuck out its long tongue and prepared to attack again.

Recite the sword formula again, and stab at the monster.

I don't know if this monster is seven inches long, anyway, even if it is hacked randomly, it doesn't care about the shoulder injury.

But this monster was very flexible. It rolled around on the ground a few times. It looked very ugly. After being stabbed by Duansheng, there was a piercing scream. The yellowish pus-like liquid rushed out from the wound, and many people were stained with it. On the broken life.

He frowned, and now he just wanted to make a quick decision.

"Duansheng." He mobilized his spiritual power secretly, and it gathered in the palm of his hand, his eyes were fixed on Nanshu crawling on the ground, and his abdomen clinging to the ground, and he was clear in his heart.

Its weak point is the abdomen.

"Nanshu!" To attract its attention, he yelled, it raised its head in a daze, stared at him with two empty eyes, seemed to be thinking about something, but couldn't remember.

Taking advantage of this moment, the spiritual power accumulated in his hand skyrocketed, poured into the sword, flew away from his hand, and pierced through the abdomen of the ghost.

As if pinned to the ground, the monster screamed and could not move.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and poured a burst of spiritual energy into the sword to maintain this state, before turning around to check Wu Yu's state.

Behind him, Wu Yu's forehead was dripping with sweat, and the skin with blue marks intertwined was exposed from between his fingers, looking very painful.

This monster's slime is poisonous!

"how do you feel"

"pain......"

After removing his hand, Shu Xunmo realized what it means to be horrible.

"It's ugly..." Wu Yu must have imagined his own appearance, so the corners of his mouth twitched helplessly.

Picking up Buchen from the ground, Shu Xunmo said, "I'll help you get rid of the poisonous blood."

As he said that, he was about to draw the sword edge towards his face.

"Don't! Don't! Don't!" Wu Yu stepped back quickly and covered his face, for fear that he would ruin it accidentally. "First... Let's take a look at the situation of this resentful soul."

"It's no longer working, take that bead in." Wu Yu tried to change the subject.

Shu Xunmo remained silent, and took off a small bag tied around his waist.

A palm-sized storage bag, opened it, and picked out a round bead from it.

At first glance, this bead is no different from the glass marbles that children usually play with.

This is the Soul Receiving Orb.

Seeing his own few spiritual powers, he was injecting some into the soul-receiving orb.

"receive!"

The monster turned into a black mist, was slowly sucked into the bead, and became a thick ink rolling in the center of the ball.

He sealed it with spells, put it in the bag, and tied it up.

The author has something to say: I haven't updated it for a long time because the mid-term exam is coming soon. Emmmmm, don't blame me, I will make it up after the exam on Tuesday, crab! ! !

Originally, the Dingxuan Mansion incident was exhausted in three articles, but I was frightened by my own brain hole, and added a lot of scenes (laughing to death). For this reason, the outline was cut, but I had no choice but to start the plot again ╮(╯▽╰)╭ So some original foreshadowings that felt wrong were also deleted. Anyway, I am so tired. After finishing this article, I will go to the tutoring class... I hope I will do well in the exam...