Cultivating Immortality from the Book of Life and Death

Chapter 17: Corpse.

boom!
The gate opposite the courtyard gate opened immediately, and a figure rushed out quickly from inside.

"Brother Zheng, don't hurt my mother!"

Zhao Laoer looked panicked. He strode towards Zhao Laotai and shouted at Zheng Que.

Zheng Que's face changed, and he quickly shouted to Zhao Laoer, "Don't come near! They are not human!"

However, just when he was distracted, Sun Cui'er suddenly raised her head and let out a sharp scream.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

The whistling sound was sharp and piercing, as if some invisible force was pointing directly at the soul.

Before the screams had stopped, Sun Cui'er's appearance had changed drastically: her fair and beautiful face lost its life force at a rapid rate, with corpse spots of varying sizes appearing on it; her watery eyes shrank and sunken into dark holes; her hands spasmed like chicken claws, curled up abnormally, and the handful of vegetables she was holding quickly rotted and turned into a bunch of dead grass; her nails swelled up, turning blue-black in color, like sharp blades.

The wooden hairpin in her bun had rotted away, falling away in an instant, sending her hair cascading down her face. Her neat dress was speckled with stains and bloodstains, emitting a sticky, earthy smell, as if it had been buried for a long time.

In just a blink of an eye, the beautiful girl turned into a long-rotten corpse, with turbid yellow corpse fluid dripping from her lapels and cuffs.

Zheng Que stood where he was, his eardrums aching and he felt dizzy and dazed for a moment, but his mind was much more stable than that of an ordinary cultivator. After only a moment of discomfort, he was able to stabilize the chaotic spiritual blood mist again, keeping it encircling her and preventing Sun Cui'er from escaping.

"Let... let go..."

"Let go of my wife!"

Old Mrs. Zhao, who was hanging in the air, was dancing and roaring miserably.

It seemed that she was very worried about the situation of her daughter-in-law. As she shouted, Old Mrs. Zhao suddenly stretched out her arms, like a snake coming out of a cave, grabbing Zheng Que with one hand and the trapped Sun Cuier with the other.

She stretched out her arms at an incredible speed, and in a flash she grabbed Zheng Que and Sun Cui'er respectively.

At this moment, Qingli's figure suddenly appeared beside Zheng Que, and also stretched out his hands, click!

Qingli's slender white hands firmly clasped Old Lady Zhao's arms.

clack clack...

Qingli didn't hesitate at all. She immediately exerted force with her hands and squeezed Old Lady Zhao's arms, making a series of crisp sounds. The old lady's arms were suddenly severely deformed and twisted into strange angles. The broken bones pierced the skin and were directly exposed, which looked very scary.

Seeing that Qingli clearly had the upper hand, Zheng Que made up his mind and began to use his [Ghost Controlling Technique] with all his strength.

As long as Sun Cui'er can be turned into his ghost servant, the next battle will be three against one!

By then, the battle will be over soon!

The spells in Zheng Que's hands were moving faster and faster, and the misty spiritual blood began to turn into runes, which were imprinted into Sun Cui'er's body in order.

Sun Cui'er struggled desperately, her shriveled body kept twisting, her dark blue skin cracked, revealing the white bones inside. As the bones rubbed against each other, corpse fluid dripped, emitting a foul odor.

Looking at this scene, Zheng Que felt something was wrong. Sun Cui'er's reaction after being hit by the [Ghost Controlling Technique] was completely different from Qingli's at that time!

As his mind raced, Zheng Que sped up the operation of the [Ghost Controlling Technique], and more and more runes were injected into Sun Cui'er's body.

At the same time, seeing her daughter-in-law about to die, Mrs. Zhao's face suddenly became ferocious, and she shouted at the top of her lungs: "Die! Die! You all will die!!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the strong yin energy on his body suddenly erupted.

hum!
From nowhere, a resounding roar echoed. A jet of black smoke, centered around Old Lady Zhao, rapidly surged in all directions. A fierce chill swept through the surroundings, and a layer of frost quickly formed on the ground. The light dimmed in the blink of an eye, and the entire Zhao residence seemed to be covered by a lid, forming a self-contained space. The sun had not yet completely set, but the entire Zhao residence was completely dark, as if it had been trapped in a box.

boom!
The next moment, Qingli, who had just gained the upper hand, was immediately blasted away by Old Lady Zhao.

Almost at the same time, Zheng Que finally completed the [Ghost Controlling Technique].

As the last rune was branded into Sun Cui'er's body, Zheng Que immediately spread out his five fingers and pointed the "command" on his palm at Sun Cui'er: "Duh!"

However, the expected three-on-one situation did not happen. Sun Cui'er stood there, motionless, and did not respond to his orders at all!
boom! ! !
Old Mrs. Zhao swung her arm down, and a deep, smoking pit was instantly created where Zheng Que had just been standing.

At this moment, Zheng Que's figure appeared in the air, but it was a critical moment. A coarse hemp rope was tightly tied around his neck, hanging him up, and he avoided the fatal blow from Old Lady Zhao.

"You human kid, you are so stupid!"

"That's a useless corpse!"

At this time, Qingli appeared out of nowhere beside Zheng Que, and her cold voice instantly reached Zheng Que's ears.

Hearing this, Zheng Que came to his senses and looked at Sun Cui'er again, only to see that she had fallen straight down like a puppet that had lost control.

The turbid corpse fluid was seeping into the ground along the hem of Sun Cui'er's skirt. The evil spirit that originally lingered around her body turned into billowing black smoke, and was constantly converging towards Old Lady Zhao like a long river flowing into the sea.

In an instant, the yin energy of Old Lady Zhao surged all over her body, with black smoke billowing out. The intensity of the smoke instantly surpassed that of Qingli.

Old Lady Zhao slowly raised her head, her gray hair fluttering in the cold wind. Her face was as ferocious as a demon, and her crimson eyes stared intently at Zheng Que and Qing Li: "My daughter-in-law is dead!"

"You killed my daughter-in-law!"

"I'm going to kill you!!!"

As she spoke, Old Lady Zhao immediately rushed towards Zheng Que and Qing Li who were in mid-air.

Zheng Que hurriedly grabbed the rope and shouted, "Quick, let me go!"

Before he finished speaking, his neck loosened and his body immediately fell downwards.

At the same time, Qingli floated forward like a ghost and started fighting with Old Lady Zhao.

Boom boom boom...

The two sides fought quickly, and the black gas spread and surged, soon engulfing the figures of the two.

Zheng Que did not hesitate. As soon as he landed, he immediately cast a series of spells. He wanted to use the [Yin Gathering Technique] to help Qingli improve her strength!

But then...

boom! !

Qingli's figure flew out from the black air and fell heavily to the ground. A large pile of mud was smashed out of the compacted mud and scattered like rain.

In the dark air, Old Lady Zhao's scarlet gaze immediately locked onto Zheng Que.

Zheng Que's pupils dilated slightly, and a biting coldness poured down on his head, instantly enveloping his body and mind. The familiar breath of death rushed towards him!

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