After rebirth, the Xuanmen Patriarch was forced to be deified

Chapter 402 Ji Yinan, I'm Coming to Take You Home

General Lin, who had been held up by others for the past two days, felt a little bit ecstatic.

The royal family all want to call the national teacher an old ancestor. Why should he make irresponsible remarks when a general who occupies the position of the prince's commander.

Luo Ji ignored General Lin's begging for mercy, found a good position for her feet, and stepped down hard.

"what!!!"

A miserable heart-piercing wailing sounded.

General Lin was sweating profusely from the pain, the veins on his neck were bulging, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water.

Luo Ji looked proudly, looking down at General Lin from a high position, and her nice voice was somewhat scattered.

"There will be no war in Longyuan for the next hundred years, so I will reluctantly accept your leg."

General Lin tremblingly said: "Thank you for not killing the national teacher."

"Thank you Ji Yinan, otherwise you would have been a corpse."

Luo Ji turned and left, her back was lonely and arrogant.

……

Zhen'an Pass is tens of miles away.

On the battlefield after a brutal fight, the strong bloody smell that hits the face is disgusting.

In the distance, two war horses came galloping, followed by a carriage driven by a beauty in red.

Three figures from far and near came to the sea of ​​corpses where blood flowed in the blink of an eye.

The corpses that began to emit a strange smell in the outer area were mostly soldiers of the Lingbang Kingdom, and the soldiers of Longyuan were found further inside.

Jun Ling and Yaoyao parked their horses at the edge of the corpses, and clearly saw a man in blood-stained white armor standing proudly in the sea of ​​corpses, holding a spear in his hand.

The ground around the man was very clean, and there was not a single corpse, but a dense crowd in white armor was kneeling.

A small number of thousands of soldiers, with their hands folded on their shoulders, knelt at the man's feet devoutly.

From a distance, this scene is very shocking.

If it wasn't for the smell of a living person from the sea of ​​corpses, Jun Ling and Yaoyao would have thought that the people kneeling on the ground were all alive.

Luo Ji came on horseback and saw the shocking scene in the distance, before stopping the carriage, she got up and flew into the sea of ​​corpses.

In the blink of an eye, a red dress landed on the clean space that had been clearly cleaned by the white-clothed army.

Around Ji Yinan's body, there was no corpse of an enemy soldier.

The soldiers in white knelt at his feet one by one, forming a circle of support.

Jun Ling and Yaoyao also flew over, seeing Ji Yinan who was supported by the white army, their noses were a little sore.

Yaoyao blushed and walked behind Luo Ji.

Her voice was choked with sobs, with a hint of aggression: "Master, Lingbang Kingdom is too cruel!
The air here is still filled with a strong evil spirit. The Ninth Prince was sucked dry by the formation. You can see that his feet are entangled by the formation. "

Ji Yinan's feet were entangled by the thick black evil, even if he died, he couldn't break free.

The reason why the white-clothed army chose to die here is probably because he couldn't move his body.

Luo Ji's red lips parted slightly, her voice was low and hoarse: "Yaoyao, go and fetch my piano."

"Yes!"

Yaoyao flew away.

Luo Ji stepped on the blood-soaked ground, passed through the kneeling white-clothed soldiers, and walked towards Ji Yinan step by step.

The two apprentices are still inexperienced and can't see anything.

Luo Ji's eyes clearly saw the dense white-clothed dead souls attached to Ji Yinan's side.

The dead army of Lingbang Kingdom was transformed into an army of dead souls in the Soul Gathering Formation, and they were madly attacking the white-clothed army.

In order to protect Ji Yinan's body, the white-clothed army's soul and body were broken, and they fought endlessly with the army of the Lingbang Kingdom.

Luo Ji listened to the sound of fighting coming from the soul-gathering array, her black eyes scanned the surroundings, looking for Ji Yinan's dead soul.

But until she stood in front of Ji Yinan's body, she never saw Ji Yinan's soul.

Luo Ji raised her hand to touch the cold corpse in front of her, caressing the blood-stained handsome face.

"Ji Yinan, I'm here to take you home."

No one responded, and the fighting in the Soul Gathering Formation did not stop.

Those dead souls couldn't see Luo Ji's existence, and were isolated from the world in the soul-gathering formation, repeating the tragic fight day after day.

"Master, your piano."

Yaoyao flew over and brought the Guqin held in both hands to Luo Ji's eyes.

The latter took the piano and sat on the ground, touching the strings with his slender fingers.

The mysterious and melancholy majestic piano sound overflowed from the white fingertips.

The aura of all things in the world swept over, and as the sound of the piano turned into an invisible force, it directly hit the invisible barrier of the Soul Gathering Formation.

The formation struck by an external force caused the ground under his feet to tremble.

Jun Ling and Yaoyao were unsteady on their feet, and their bodies began to tilt. Fortunately, they had cultivation bases and quickly stabilized their bodies.

Luo Ji's fingers plucking the strings are getting faster and faster, and the fingering is familiar, and invisible forces spring out from the guqin.

The fighting sound of the Soul Gathering Formation became weaker.

Sensing the danger, the dead souls of Lingbang Kingdom ran around one after another, trying to escape from the formation.

Only the army in white, sensing the danger, immediately rushed to Ji Yinan's body to support him.

Luo Ji's soul-stirring cold eyes stared at the changes in the formation, she lightly pursed her red lips, quickened her fingers, and overwhelming majestic power poured out.

Invisible ripples swayed in the air, and the nothingness turned into tens of thousands of sword blades, piercing through the formation at an unstoppable speed.

The Soul Gathering Formation is in danger!
The sound of the piano penetrated the formation, and all the dead souls in the formation were shocked.

The dead souls of the white-clothed army followed the sound of the piano and looked in the direction of Luo Ji outside the formation barrier.

"This piano sound..."

"It's the national teacher Luo Ji!"

"This is Siyuan song, created by the national teacher Luo Ji!"

"The national teacher is here, it must be the national teacher!"

The excited and joyful sound of the white-clothed army clearly entered Luo Ji's ears.

Luo Ji, who was sitting on the ground, danced her hands on the guqin like afterimages.

The sky and the earth were eclipsed, and from the distant sky, a more intense aura surged.

Sensing the abundant aura lingering in the air, Luo Ji stared at the dead souls of the Lingbang Kingdom in the Soul Gathering Formation, her dark and beautiful eyes flashed a cold murderous look.

She stood up, held the guqin with one hand, and danced quickly on the strings with the other.

The spiritual energy floating in the void poured into her body continuously, and the piano sound popping out from the fingertips turned into countless wind blades, attacking the formation barrier wave after wave.

There was a slight sound in the void.

After attacking again and again, the Soul Gathering Formation was finally broken.

The barrier disintegrated, and the army of one hundred thousand dead souls and the army in white could clearly see Luo Ji in red, playing the piano.

"It's really a national teacher!"

"The national teacher is here, we are saved!"

"The national teacher is here to save us, brothers, kill these shameless people with me!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

A group of white-clothed soldiers with broken souls and bodies fought fiercely with the souls of the surrounding Lingbang Kingdom.

It's a pity that they haven't had enough fun yet, and the spirits of Lingbang Kingdom around them are all gone.

With a sullen face, Luo Ji shuttled through the dense crowd of dead souls.

She stared coldly at the dead souls in the black mist around her, and a series of murderous wind blades were launched from the piano sound from her fingertips.

Wherever she went, the souls of Lingbang Kingdom were all scattered, but the white-clothed army was safe and sound.

In the blink of an eye, one-third of the army of one hundred thousand dead souls was instantly lost.

Feeling the danger of the second death, the remaining souls left the Soul Gathering Formation in a swarm and fled in all directions.

Seeing this, Luo Ji's cold eyes flashed contempt.

She flew up, and the guqin in her palm rose up with her body without anyone touching it.

Luo Ji stared coldly at the fleeing souls in the distance, powerful fluctuations of spiritual power erupted all over her body, her long hair fluttered with the wind, and her red clothes were flying in the air.

Her eyebrows are picturesque, and her red dress is elegantly lingering with fairy air, like a banished fairy and a demon.

When the Guqin floated in front of her eyes, Luo Ji moved.

She quickly plucked the strings with her index finger, and with the huge spiritual power that would destroy the world, she followed the fleeing souls of the Lingbang Kingdom.

Intensive screams sounded, the wailing sounds of countless dead souls before they dissipated.

The souls of tens of thousands of troops were scattered, and it was only in the blink of an eye.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and everything returned to peace.

The moment the army of dead souls died, the scene was too shocking.

The unresponsive souls of the white-clothed soldiers couldn't come back to their senses after a long time.

At that time, Luo Ji was standing in front of Ji Yinan's body.

She took out the handkerchief on her body, and wiped the congealed blood on the face of Ji Yinan, who seemed to have a mature facial features but still could not conceal her childishness.

After a long time, she dropped the dirty handkerchief, opened and closed her red lips, and repeated again: "Ji Yinan, I'll take you home."

I don't know whether to say this sentence to myself, or to the white-clothed army, or to the souls of the dead who don't know where they are hiding.

(End of this chapter)