After a flash marriage, the abstinent snake husband stalks her every night

Suddenly a gust of evil wind blew up.

A giant snake with a gold hollow carved eyepatch on its left eye suddenly appeared in the air. It was golden all over, exuding a domineering aura, with its eyes flashing with cold light, and its aura was powerful and sharp.

Several Heavenly Masters trembled with fear.

"This snake... could it be..."

Everyone in the Xuanmen sect knows that the president of the Demon Alliance is a giant golden snake, and the president of the Demon Alliance generally does not reveal his demon form, unless... he wants to fight!

Who was hit?

Who else could it be except them!

"Run!"

I don't know which celestial master shouted this, and several celestial masters threw out talismans to prepare for earth escape, fire escape, wind escape, air escape...

However, before he could escape, he was locked up by the demonic barrier released by the giant snake.

No matter what talismans the celestial masters used, no matter how high they jumped in the barrier, they just couldn't jump out!

The big snake snorted coldly in the air, opened its mouth, and white mist filled the barrier.

All that mist is the accumulation of the life-long cultivation of the Heavenly Masters!

They were being sucked into the big snake's stomach little by little.

When the barrier was eliminated, the Heavenly Masters, whose life-long cultivation had been lost, fell to the ground, their hair turned white, and they instantly looked twenty years older, crying out in pain.

The big snake regained his human form, his black suit exuded a chill, and his golden mask shone brightly.

He stood beside Song Zhen, cleared his throat, and said in a low and magnetic voice: "Wife, it's time to pack up."

Song Zhen asked back: "Don't you have anything else to say now?"

Huo Yunzhou's throat seemed to be blocked by a stone.

The condition that Song Zhen gave to him to get up from the washboard two days ago was that he had to follow her secretly to Nightmare Island and not show up without her order, so that he could clearly see what Xuan Zu was doing.

He did see it.

When those Taoist priests set themselves on fire, the familiar scent of lotus made him completely unable to let it go.

Huo Yunzhou glanced at Jin Rongchen, whose forehead was covered with black energy, and asked in confusion, "Why would she help Jin Rongchen?"

Song Zhen explained: "In my opinion, the fake face taking away the luck is just the beginning. When the person whose face is replaced dies, the luck that has been taken away will not be returned to the original body, but will be sacrificed to the boss of the Human Skin Organization, that is, Chi Huang."

"This is also why Jin Funi was taken away by Jin Rongchen for private disposal. The luck she stole was not returned to me because it had already been sacrificed."

"Jin Rongchen took away your bad luck. Once he dies, according to the rules of sacrifice, the bad luck will be transferred to Chi Huang. Chi Huang may not have expected this, so she rushed to New City, not to catch the old ghost from hell."

"Chi Huang just wants to help Jin Rongchen absorb my good luck in order to reverse Jin Rongchen's current bad luck and prevent herself from being bitten back!"

Huo Yunzhou was speechless.

Behind him, the man in red came forward with a few "hostages".

The hostages saw their grandfathers falling to the ground and crying, feeling helpless and scared.

But they soon forgot everything - Huo Yunzhou used his demonic power to erase the memory from their minds, and then teleported them back to the Demon Alliance branch with a snap of his fingers.

"Um...Miss Song, am I okay?" the man in red asked nervously.

Song Zhen said, "Are you the one who delivered the letter?"

"Oh yes! Baaaaaa! Me!"

"I can't say it's alright. You delivered the letter and helped me save my grandmother. I have no right to kill you. But retribution comes in cycles. If your good deeds cannot offset these remaining sins, there will be punishment from heaven, and even disaster for your descendants!"

After hearing Song Zhen's words "bringing disaster to future generations", Hongpao's eyes became wet.

"Ms. Song, I am the one who is possessed by evil spirits...but my grandson and granddaughter..."

"The Demon Alliance will send them back to their homeland. They won't remember the nightmare here."

"thanks, thanks……"

The red robe choked up and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. He had escaped death by chance.

As for the rest… from the bodyguards, doctors, those heavenly masters, to every blood-stained staff member here, they were all trembling.

The entire island was sealed off by Huo Yunzhou's demonic power barrier, and no one could leave without his permission.

"How do you want to deal with them?" Huo Yunzhou asked.

Song Zhen looked at the oppressive and heavy air filled with the resentful souls of thousands of young children, and said meaningfully, "If we want to liberate the souls of the deceased who have been trapped here for a long time, we need a lot of spiritual power. But if we have new souls to guide us to the underworld, we can save a lot."

"So..." Huo Yunzhou glanced at the group of staff with cold eyes.

What she meant was that all the staff involved in the supply and sale of blood slaves should be buried with her!

Use the newly dead souls to lead the old souls of those who died unjustly in the past to the underworld!

Huo Yunzhou nodded: "I'll do this kind of thing."

……

Half an hour later.

The afterglow of dusk quietly splashes on the beach beside the island.

The huge salvation array is like a sleeping giant, entrenched on the beach. The complex patterns on it are shining with a mysterious and solemn light under the setting sun.

Song Zhen stood in the center of the magic circle, her face gently covered by the slanting sunlight, looking peaceful and sacred.

She was wearing the long dress she had worn when she came, the hem of her skirt fluttering gently in the sea breeze. For the first time, her hair was tied up elegantly, revealing her beautiful and determined face.

Huo Yunzhou's tall and majestic figure stood five kilometers away from the magic circle.

His voice echoed in the air: "Zhenzhen, do you need my help?"

Many infants and young children died here...

There are so many that even an “Emperor Death to You” castle can’t hold them all.

Although Song Zhen said that transferring new souls could save spiritual energy, he was still worried that the amount was too much and she couldn't handle it.

Song Zhen tightly grasped a string of silver bells in his hand and responded firmly: "No need, this is a ritual for humans, and it is also a heinous crime committed by my biological father. I will complete it alone."

As she finished speaking, she waved the silver bell, and the ancient soul-transferring spell intertwined with the sound of the waves:

[The Supreme One commands that your lonely souls and ghosts be liberated and all living beings be blessed]

[The one with a head is superior to the one without a head. Killed by a spear or a knife, jumping into the water and hanging on a rope]

[Death in the open or in the dark, death injustice, creditor, enemy, son who asks for your life]

[Kneel before my platform, the eight trigrams will shine brightly upon you and you will be reborn elsewhere]

[As a man or a woman, you will bear the consequences of your wealth and poverty.]

[The command is to wait for all to be reborn quickly. The command is to wait for all to be reborn quickly.]

Every word seemed to carry some kind of magic, accompanied by the spiritual power of the magic circle, echoing on this quiet beach.

The silver bells rang softly and slowly at a specific rhythm.

When the last ray of sunset sets in the west, the resentful souls in the sand sculptures, under the coconut trees, and in the sea water dissipate the black air around them and return to pure white mist.

Their souls gathered into the tiny forms they had in life.

As if they had forgotten their tragic experiences on the island, they followed the new souls of the sinners one by one with light steps, chatting and laughing with their companions.

"How old are you?"

"Five years old."

"You're still in kindergarten then! I'm already ten years old."

"The teacher beat me, so I ran away. After that, I never saw my mother again."

"You guys are considered the older brothers and sisters, there are still many people who are still breastfeeding behind you! Hahaha~"

The children looked back with laughter and saw babies lying in the blurred strollers. The babies had pacifiers in their mouths and were sucking hard, as if there was really fragrant milk in them.

Seeing this, Song Zhen shook the silver bell in his hand and reminded in a hollow voice: "Go away, don't look back."