Unscrupulous Spiritualist[Transmigration Book]

It took Yan Yufeng and Yang Xing a long time to appease Yan Ziji, restrain Cheng Liyun's nearly smashed body, and after a simple burial, the two rushed to Huaibei.

Huang Chu's willingness to give up so quickly must be to go to Huaibei, and if they are slow for a second, the danger of Bai Yesheng and others will increase by one point.

When he was on the way, Yan Yufeng remained silent. Yang Xing knew what he was thinking, but he didn't know how to comfort him. He could only tell him about his experience in the fantasy forest and that his parents left Very early, in fact, also used to it.

Yan Yufeng smiled after hearing this: "Are you comforting me? I feel even more distressed."

"..." Yang Xing pouted, and sat back in the carriage helplessly.

"By the way, let me see the hairpin she gave you." Yang Xing suddenly remembered that Cheng Liyun gave Yan Yufeng a jade hairpin before his death, "I remember she always wears that hairpin, don't it be a token?"

Yan Yufeng glanced at him: "Well, maybe it's for the daughter-in-law," he said, handing the jade hairpin to him.

Yang Xing was taken aback for a moment, then realized that he was being taken advantage of, and immediately smiled and patted Yan Yufeng.

Who knew that after this shot, Yang Xing's expression suddenly changed.

Seeing this, Yan Yufeng immediately became nervous: What's wrong? "

Yang Xing looked at the jade hairpin in his hand in shock, then at the falling star that kept blinking in the ring, his gaze slowly moved to Yan Yufeng.

He spoke dumbly, with a tremor in his voice: "Yan Yufeng...this is..."

Yan Yufeng's smile suddenly stopped.

The two fell silent, looking at the jade hairpin.

When Yang Xing looked up at Yan Yufeng again, he found that the corners of his eyes were red.

Yan Yufeng said in a deep voice, "So...it's really on her."

Yang Xing held the pendant hairpin in his hand, and suddenly felt a lot heavier. Cheng Yuexing gave Yan Yufeng the pendant hairpin that Cheng Yuexing risked his life to protect, without even telling Yan Ziji what it was.

She really believed that Yan Yufeng would not use the fairy hairpin to threaten the Yan family...

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It was two days after the two of them arrived in Huaibei, they kept receiving messages from "Thousand Miles of Voice Transmission" on the road, and it seemed that Lu Chu had already arrived in Huaibei, and became more and more unscrupulous. In just one day, Huaibei Countless spiritual masters died.

Yang Xing knew that his target was the Cheng family, so he didn't dare to delay, he arrived at the Cheng family directly, and met with the three of Bai Yesheng.

Qi Shu told them even worse news: Huang Chu is not alone this time.

"Where did he get a helper?" Yang Xing wondered, from the first time he saw Huang Chu, Huang Chu always walked alone, how could he have a helper?

Bai Yesheng looked at Yangxing, hesitant to speak.

Yan Yufeng suddenly realized: "...Chu Yunxian?"

Bai Yesheng nodded.

Yang Xing was stunned for a moment: "Him? How could he..."

Bai Yesheng said: "I don't know what Huangchu did to Chu Yunxian. The current Chu Yunxian is different from the one we saw back then. He has changed a lot, and...he hates the spirit master very much."

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Chu Yunxian's strength is definitely not inferior to Huang Chu's. If such a person joins forces with Huang Chu, they really have no way to conclude that they will definitely be able to defeat him.

The only way is to quickly study how a few magic tools can play the greatest role, and first improve your own strength.

They have basically mastered the driving method of Yinxianyu and Huofengpei, but how to use the falling fairy hairpin, everyone has no idea.

Yan Yufeng tried to inject spiritual power, but there was no response.

Yang Xing sat in the room, staring intently at the hairpin, and suddenly thought, if he wrote it by himself, according to his bad taste, he would probably have to be worn by others before it can be used.

After telling Yan Yufeng about this idea, Yan Yufeng put on the hairpin hesitantly.

Fortunately, the jade hairpin didn't look feminine, even if Yan Yufeng wore it, it was just a bit more refined and bookish, not obtrusive.

Miraculously, when the falling fairy hairpin was put on, a faint red light began to emit from the hairpin.

Yang Xing and Yan Yufeng looked at each other in surprise, and began to try to guide the energy in the hairpin.

The red light became like a stream of water, slowly flowing around Yan Yufeng's body, gradually enveloping him.

Yang Xing stood aside, urging Yin Xianyu to appease the evil spirit on Chuo Xianchai, and it took the two of them two full hours to slowly learn how to use Chuo Xianchai.

Falling fairy hairpin and Yinxian jade are very similar in nature, both are gentle and will not take the initiative to attack people, but Yinxian jade tends to heal, while falling fairy hairpin is more suppressive, combined with Yan Yufeng's demon carp, it can easily suppress Inhabited by spirit monsters, even a powerful spiritual master would find it difficult to escape.

The two found an open space and tried to fight for a while. Sure enough, Yan Yufeng only gently pushed the falling hairpin, and Yang Xing immediately felt an invisible pressure from the top of his head, and was almost instantly crushed. Yan Yufeng fell to the ground.

"Huh... what a sense of oppression!" Yang Xing sighed, and found that Yan Yufeng didn't intend to take back the hairpin, so he lightly kicked him with his calf, "Let go."

Yan Yufeng withdrew his spiritual power, but still maintained this posture, staring straight at Yangxing, and then kissed him on the lips.

Yang Xing's ears turned red slightly, he looked around, and said in a low voice: "Stop making trouble, people often pass by here."

As soon as the words fell, a red barrier surrounded the two of them, let alone people, even ghosts couldn't see them now.

"..." Yang Xing laughed, and lightly twisted Yan Yufeng's waist, "You... um!"

Yan Yufeng barely gave Yang Xing time to react. He kissed fiercely on his forehead, nose, lips and neck. A tingling sensation came from his neck. back, his eyes became blurred.

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After a long time, the red barrier slowly disappeared. Yan Yufeng walked back with Yang Xing in his arms. Yang Xing's face was almost red to the neck, and there were some water marks on the corners of his eyes. His breath had not calmed down. It took a long time Only then did he say: "Yan Yufeng, you really have changed now."

Yan Yufeng chuckled, "Is there?"

"Have."

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Huang Chu's actions were very fast, but in just a few days, a lot of troubles had been caused in Huaibei. The five of them were tired of dealing with the spirit monsters making trouble everywhere, and at the same time, they gradually had a doubt in their hearts: Huang Chu seemed to be waiting for a opportunity.

The spiritual power of the Yin psychic is the strongest on the night of the fifteenth day. The five of them always wanted to find him in advance, but he hid it so well that he did not reappear until the fifteenth day.

Tonight's moon is a little red, and the dim moonlight shines on the gate of Cheng's house. The two stone lions in front of the gate are stationed quietly, and the courtyard is silent, as if everything has fallen silent.

However, if you look carefully, you will find that there are countless people ambushing in the corridor and the courtyard. The Cheng family is almost out in force, and the spirit masters are heavily guarded, hiding in the courtyard layer by layer.

The Yangxing five members regularly spread out at the outermost periphery, maintaining a range where they could rush to support immediately if something happened.

Everyone waited with bated breath for this final battle.

……

Yang Xing switched Luo Xing from his left hand to his right hand, looked up at the moonlight, the moon seemed to be redder.

At this moment, he vaguely heard a singing voice.

"Did you hear that?" a spiritualist said in amazement, "It's a child's voice!"

The spiritual master next to him nodded and clenched the magic weapon in his hand: "It can't be a human, be careful."

Everyone listened carefully to the voice, and found that it was a group of children. Although the voice was immature, it was hoarse and broken, which sounded chilling.

Yang Xing closed his eyes and listened to the lyrics, and found that they were singing a nursery rhyme. The specific content was not clear, but he could vaguely hear it was about "flowers".

A spiritual master looked outside the wall. There were only overlapping shadows among the lush trees, but no trace of people was found. He couldn't help asking, "What flowers are they talking about?"

"Magnolia."

"Magnolia? Why do you say this?"

"Because the magnolia hasn't bloomed yet."

The spiritual master suddenly froze, feeling that the blood in his body stopped for a second, he turned his head slowly, and saw that the person who had just talked to him was not the person beside him, but a child sitting on the wall.

The child has no eyes, and the black eye sockets are bleeding continuously, but he is smiling, tilting his head innocently, and asking the spiritual master in front of him:

"Do you know why the magnolia doesn't bloom?"

The shaman wanted to cry out in terror, but suddenly realized that he couldn't make any sound.

"Because... there is no blood to water it."

After the child finished saying this, his smile suddenly became ferocious, and he rushed towards the spirit descendant in an instant.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

This shrill cry was very sudden in the night, and everyone was instantly aroused, and Cheng Lijun, who was the closest, had already rushed over.

On Yangxing's side, a melodious voice suddenly sounded.

"It's a beautiful day, but what kind of day is it, who's house is a place to enjoy the pleasure..."

Yang Xing held Luo Xing tightly, looked up suddenly, and saw a costume floating slowly over.

……

The costume seemed to stand in front of him, and then a voice came out from the costume: "We meet again."

Yang Xing looked at him quietly: "...Chu Yunxian."

The costume suddenly moved, and then a head popped out of it, like a sponge that suddenly absorbed water, the costume gradually became bigger, and a human figure was fully presented, it was Yang Xing who had seen it in the illusion The appearance of Chu Yunxian who passed by.

He stared at Yang Xing with a smile: "What are you doing here? Are you going to hit me?"

Yang Xing took a step back and said, "You don't need to cooperate with Huang Chu."

"Why not?" Chu Yunxian smiled sweetly, "We all belong to the Chu family."

"...Because of this?"

Chu Yunxian's expression froze for a moment, and then his voice gradually became colder: "Of course not, it's because I know who died in my family's hand."

Yang Xing was stunned: "Who?"

There was no smile in Chu Yunxian's eyes at all, he almost gritted his teeth, and said word by word: "The Cheng family's previous head, Cheng Zhenao."

Yang Xing was silent for a moment, then said again: "He is dead."

"I know," Chu Yunxian restored the smile just now, blinked, and said, "But the Cheng family is not dead yet."

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Yan Yufeng was dealing with the spirit monsters that kept pouring in front of the door, and suddenly realized something was wrong, and immediately ran towards where Yang Xing was.

Chu Yunxian has already started to fight Yang Xing, and Yang Xing finds that Chu Yunxian's strength is terrifying, even in the state of a spirit monster, he can still fight him to a tie.

Seeing more and more spirit monsters, Yang Xing's hand flashed light, and said in a low voice, "I've offended you!"

Countless wind blades suddenly formed and struck at the costume on Chu Yunxian's body.

That costume was obviously Chu Yunxian's weakness, his expression changed, and he quickly dodged those attacks, while Yang Xing swung his staff, and immediately attacked again.

"Yin Xianyu?" Chu Yunxian looked at the magic staff in Yang Xing's hand, and there was clearly more than one kind of spiritual power on it, "You actually got the last magic weapon that didn't recognize its owner, good luck."

Yang Xing held Luo Xing quietly, without answering.

Yan Yufeng had already arrived, he quickly swung his whip, and countless red lights flew towards Chu Yunxian.

The three of them started fighting again, and Chu Yunxian was obviously having a hard time one-on-two. Coupled with the tacit understanding that Yang Xing and Yan Yufeng had cultivated in these days of non-stop battles, they gradually gained the upper hand.

"Wow!" With a sound, Chu Yunxian's costume was cut.

His face changed instantly, and he stared fiercely at the two people opposite him: "In that case..."

Chu Yunxian quickly squeezed the formula with both hands, and a black magic circle gradually took shape.

Yang Xing was taken aback when he saw the magic circle, and pulled Yan Yufeng to avoid it, but Chu Yunxian moved extremely fast, almost instantly, the magic circle pressed towards them!

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Yan Yufeng pulled Yang Xing behind him with one hand, and lightly tapped the jade hairpin on his head with the other hand. In an instant, countless red light spots overflowed from his side, and the black magic circle froze when it touched the red light in the air.

Yan Yufeng waved his hands heavily, and the magic circle suddenly counterattacked. Chu Yunxian had no time to hide, and was forced into the magic circle, howling in pain.

Yang Xing immediately pointed the falling star to the ground, and a spirit descending formation formed, pressing towards Chu Yunxian again.

Soon, Chu Yunxian's figure became indistinct, and changed back into a somewhat damaged costume, which lay quietly on the ground.

Yan Yufeng picked up the dress and temporarily put it away: "If there is a chance, let's save it."

Yang Xing was about to reply, but suddenly heard countless screams from the front hall, his expression changed immediately, and He Yan Yufeng rushed over.

……

Huang Chu lightly exerted force with his right hand, and he crushed the neck of a spirit descendant and threw it aside.

Qi Shu and Cheng Lijun had already suffered a lot of injuries, and Bai Yesheng could barely hold on because of the fire phoenix, but Huang Chu kept summoning spirit monsters, and if this continued, he would not be able to stop those spirit monsters.

As soon as Yang Xing arrived at the front hall, he found that the ground was already stained red with blood. Countless spiritual masters died on the ground. After death, they were controlled by Huang Chu to refine them into spirit monsters and attack them in turn.

Precisely because they were all his relatives and friends, many spiritual masters were reluctant to do so, and instead became the dead souls of Huang Chu's subordinates.

Yang Xing looked at the corpses all over the ground, and said in disbelief, "Is he crazy!"

Yan Yufeng rushed forward to prevent Huang Chu from killing more people.

Qi Shu suddenly shouted: "Yang Xing, stop those ghosts, don't let them go out!"

Yang Xing was stunned, only to find that many ghosts had already run towards the gate. If this continues, not only the Cheng family, but the entire Huaibei will be buried with them.

He quickly activated the Yinxian Jade, and while setting up a boundary in Cheng's house to prevent the spirit monsters from breaking out, he used the Yinxian Jade to appease the spirit monsters and reduce their aggressiveness.

When Bai Yesheng and Yan Yufeng joined forces, the power of the two instruments was obviously terrifying. Countless ghosts screamed and disappeared as soon as they touched them. Huang Chu's eyes were red, seeing that most of the ghosts he had summoned were wiped out at this moment , let out a quick roar, and made seals with both hands, a huge transparent scroll slowly unfolded behind his back.

"No, he wants to sacrifice the Qilin Book!" Qi Shu almost shouted, "Stop him! It's full of ghosts! Don't let him out!"

Hearing Qi Shu's voice, Huang Chu sneered, "It's too late..."

"When my Chu family was slaughtered 70 years ago, I should have thought of today, hahahaha..."

"Go to hell!"

The picture scroll behind Huang Chu suddenly turned black, and countless ghosts with terrifying shapes jumped out one after another.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Yan Yufeng swung the demon carp and jumped behind Huangchu, and slammed the unicorn book hard. The suppressing effect of the falling fairy hairpin was instantly revealed. The person flew out, and the Kirin Book quickly disappeared into the air.

Yan Yufeng almost mobilized all his spiritual power with this blow, and before he had time to defend himself, countless ghosts from the Qilin Book rushed up and drowned him in an instant.

"Yan Yufeng!" Yang Xing's eyes turned red, he threw up the falling star, fixed it in the air, maintained the barrier of the Cheng family, and then rushed towards Yan Yufeng.

Yan Yufeng's body has been bitten by spirit monsters with many wounds. The spirit monsters in the Qilin book are all extremely lethal, and each of them is difficult to deal with. Yang Xing roughly estimated that nearly ten of them ran out.

Seeing that Yang Xing had no weapon in his hand, Bai Yesheng handed him the fire phoenix pendant, and then went to deal with Huang Chu who had stood up again.

Qi Shu and Cheng Lijun cleaned up the spirit monsters around them, and rushed over with the spiritual masters who still had the ability to continue fighting to support them.

Yan Yufeng's whole body was covered with red light, his monster nature was aroused, his movement speed was much faster, and his strength was also much stronger. A twin evil spirit attacking on him.

The evil ghost was extremely fierce and quick to react. After avoiding Yan Yufeng's whip, he turned around and rushed towards Qi Shu. Qi Shu waved Soul Eater, and countless golden characters wrapped around the evil ghost. Lost one of the demon's heads.

The other head locked onto Cheng Lijun instantly, and bit him with its mouth wide open.

"This thing is quite vengeful!" Qi Shu shouted, and immediately went to help.

Yan Yufeng and Yang Xing glanced at each other, then quietly moved to where Huang Chu was.

Both Bai Yesheng and Huang Chu had a lot of stab wounds on their bodies. Panting heavily, Bai Yesheng swung the knife again.

A red light suddenly hit, Huang Chu dodged it with a short body, rolled backwards, and left the battle circle.

Yan Yufeng stood up and looked at him quietly: "You have no advantage anymore, do you still want to fight?"

Huang Chu turned his head and saw that most of the spirit monsters he had summoned had been wiped out, and countless living spiritual masters were looking at him with hatred.

"Hahahahaha..." Huang Chu laughed out loud suddenly, there was no gloomy look of impending failure in his eyes.

"Does it hurt? Do you hate it?" He turned to look at the many spirit descendants, his voice was hoarse and full of hatred: "77 years ago, my Chu family was killed by you little by little, old and young Yes, those who just know how to walk, those who can’t speak, are all killed!”

"Master Yin, hehe, what's wrong with Master Yin? It's just manipulating spirit monsters. We didn't take the initiative to hurt people, but you drove us into the crooked ways of evil spirits, and we will never die!"

"Now, retribution is coming, retribution! Hahahahaha..."

Everyone looked at each other and said nothing.

Huang Chu's laughter gradually stopped, he lowered his head, and said slowly: "Okay, this grievance, we will end here."

Bai Yesheng breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Yangxing, only to find that he was holding the fire phoenix pendant tightly, staring at Huangchu.

In a blink of an eye, Bai Yesheng realized that something was wrong, and when he turned his head again, Huang Chu had suddenly summoned a huge magic circle!

"Just tonight, let's die together!"

Everyone had an ominous premonition in their hearts. This magic circle was sacrificed by Huang Chu with his life.

"Boom!" The huge shock wave instantly flooded everyone's sight and hearing.

……

Bai Yesheng fell to his knees and coughed up a mouthful of black blood heavily. His long knife was cracked and almost useless.

He raised his head with difficulty, trying to see the surrounding situation clearly, the Cheng family's house was in ruins, Qi Shu and Cheng Lijun next to him fell into a coma and did not know whether they were alive or dead, but Yan Yufeng was still standing.

When he saw the situation on Yan Yufeng's side clearly, his eyes widened instantly:

Yan Yufeng was stunned, looking down at the person in his arms, and in his arms, Yang Xing was covered in blood, leaning weakly on his shoulder.

Just at the moment when Huangchu blew himself up, Yang Xing called back Luo Xing, and thrust the fire phoenix pendant in his hand into the area where the Yinxian Jade was, and the Yinxian Jade burst instantly, and countless white lights blocked the attack of Huangchu's formation. power.

This is the method Si Kongyi taught him, and it is also the only method that can block the desolation.

Everyone was only impacted by the aftermath, but Yang Xing was at the forefront, enduring all the attacks.

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Yan Yufeng's hands were shaking so much that he could hardly hold Yang Xing. He tried to support Yang Xing to stand upright, but found that the young man didn't even have the strength to stand up. He was leaning softly on his shoulders, and even kept sliding down.

He was terrified, and softly called Yang Xing's name, his voice was hoarse like weeping blood.

"Yang Xing... Yang Xing!"

Yang Xing frowned tightly, as if he was struggling to wake up, but he still couldn't open his eyes.

"Yang Xing...Yang Xing..." Yan Yufeng gradually collapsed and almost lost control.

Yang Xing held Yan Yufeng's hand weakly, and forced out a sentence from his broken voice: "...wait for me..."

Yan Yufeng hugged him tightly: "What, what are you talking about? Look up at the stars, open your eyes and look at me, look up at the stars!"

"Wait for me...I...I will come back..." Yang Xing suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and then fell silent.

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Yan Yufeng looked at the person in his arms in shock, his mind went blank for a moment.

"No...no! Look up to the stars!"

The person in his arms closed his eyes tightly, his hands were hanging down feebly, and the blood was dripping drop by drop along the pale fingertips, but the owner of the hands couldn't feel any breath, not even a remnant soul.

Yan Yufeng's eyes were wide open, and he froze for a long time, countless emotions slowly overwhelmed him, pain, regret, self-blame, despair and disbelief...

After a long time, until many people woke up and watched what happened here in shock, Yan Yufeng slowly moved.

He knelt down tremblingly, wiped off the blood on Yang Xing's face little by little, held him in his arms, and could hardly utter a complete sentence: "...you said...you will come back...really..."

"You, you won't lie to me..."

"Yang Xing... Come back quickly... Please..."

……

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the present.

In a quiet and tidy hospital, there are many fresh fruits on the bedside of an advanced ward. The drips on the shelf slowly enter the blood vessels along the infusion tube. The hand with the medical tape is very pale, just like its owner thin.

The oxygen mask blocked most of the faces of the people on the bed, but the frowns could be vaguely seen.

Suddenly, his fingertips trembled slightly.

After a few more minutes, the person on the bed finally opened his eyes slowly.

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