After becoming a ghost, hold the boss's thigh tightly

Qiu Mian hid quietly in the darkness, her eyes as sharp as an eagle's, fixed tightly on Qing Ci who was not far ahead.

Her heart was filled with determination. She transmitted a message to Mu Qing and Qi Xing without hesitation. Her voice revealed a mysterious and resolute aura: "Mu Qing, Qi Xing, now we can be sure that Qing Ci is our enemy. He used the Mirror Flower and Water Moon to confuse us before. Next, we must work together, use my ghost power to trap him, and then quickly get rid of him."

Mu Qing tightly grasped the peach wood sword in her hand, a bright light flashed in her eyes, and she responded firmly: "The power of ghosts and gods? Qiu Mian, it seems that you are really hiding it very deeply. Well, then let's act according to your plan."

Qixing held the talisman in his hand, his expression becoming more serious: "Mu Qing is right, we must act with caution. Qing Ci's cultivation should not be underestimated, we must not be careless in the slightest."

Qiu Mian nodded gently, then she quickly formed complex hand seals with her hands and whispered an ancient spell: "Ghosts and gods of the underworld, obey my orders!" As her spell gradually faded, the air around her began to ripple, and then a dazzling red halo rose silently from all directions, completely enveloping Qing Ci.

Qing Ci was immersed in his own thoughts and was completely unaware of the changes taking place around him.

His eyes were closed and his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was going through a fierce inner struggle.

At this moment, the mysterious light had wrapped him tightly, forming a dazzling cocoon of light.

In the dream, Qingci was in a beautiful fairyland, surrounded by clouds and mist, and with exotic flowers and plants everywhere, just like a fairyland on earth.

Next to him stood a handsome man in white, with long flowing hair and deep and charming eyes.

The two men stood facing each other, their hands lightly touching, and a powerful aura emanated from them.

As time went by, the two figures gradually merged together and turned into a ball of bright light.

In the light, Qing Ci felt a powerful force flowing into his body continuously.

He greedily absorbed the power, with a smug smile on his face: "Haha, this power is so wonderful! I must take it for myself!"

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain and the scene in front of him began to distort.

He opened his eyes in horror and found himself in darkness, surrounded by thick black fog.

His body was tightly bound by an invisible force and he couldn't move.

Qing Ci struggled to break free, but to no avail. He was filled with fear and despair, not knowing what had happened to him.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded in his ears: "Qing Ci, do you think you can easily get my power? You are too naive!"

The panic in the dream corresponds to reality.

However, in the real world, Mu Qing and Qi Xing have quietly approached him.

Mu Qing held the peach wood sword and whispered to Qixing, "Qixing, are you ready? We have to act before he is completely trapped in the illusion."

Qixing nodded and quickly took out a stack of talismans from his arms, ready to attack at any time.

They approached their target carefully, trying not to make any noise.

At this moment, Qiu Mian's voice was heard again: "Get started!" This order was like a battle horn, causing Mu Qing, Qixing and others to take action instantly.

With Qiu Mian's order, the battle instantly became fierce and hot! Mu Qing's figure was light, like a spirit deer jumping in the forest, and she approached Qing Ci in an instant. Every time she swung her peach wood sword, it brought a sharp sword wind that seemed to tear the air apart.

"The sword dances gracefully, slaying all the evil spirits in the world!" Mu Qing murmured. His sword skills were so exquisite that Qing Ci was exhausted from dealing with them.

Furong was watching quietly from the side, holding a long sword that emitted a faint cold light, with a calm and deep look in her eyes. She was not in a hurry to attack, but was looking for the best time to attack.

Qixing continued to release talismans, and golden light poured down like a rainstorm, making Qing Ci's protective Qi shaky.

Suddenly, Qing Ci seized a gap and tried to break through the encirclement. However, just when he was about to escape, Furong moved!

Her figure flashed like a ghost to the side of Qing Ci, and her long sword swung out like lightning, pointing directly at Qing Ci's ribs. Qing Ci was shocked and quickly swung his sword to resist, but Furong's sword skills were as continuous as flowing water, making him overwhelmed.

"Hibiscus emerges from the water, the sword points to perfection!" Hibiscus shouted softly, and the long sword drew a graceful arc in the air, then suddenly accelerated, directly piercing through Qing Ci's body-protecting true qi, leaving a deep wound on him.

Qing Ci cried out in pain and staggered. Mu Qing took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack, and the peach wood sword attacked Qing Ci like a violent storm. Under the attack of the two, Qing Ci finally couldn't resist and fell to the ground.

"You lose." Mu Qing and Furong stood side by side, looking at Qing Ci, the silent snake demon, lying on the ground. Their voices were filled with the joy of victory.

Qixing came forward and heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Qingci was doomed to fail. He looked at Muqing and Furong with admiration and gratitude in his eyes.

"You guys are amazing!" Qixing praised sincerely, "Without your help, I'm afraid I can't defeat him alone."

Mu Qing and Furong smiled at each other, knowing that the victory of this battle was the result of the joint efforts of several people. The tacit understanding and cooperation between them made this battle more exciting and unforgettable.

Qiu Mian said seriously: "Okay, we must leave here as soon as possible!" Her voice was filled with a hint of nervousness and anxiety.

Hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement. They knew that time was running out and they couldn't delay any longer.

So, several people quickly stood up and prepared to escape from this dangerous place.

The battle ended so quickly that people didn't even have time to react.

However, just as they turned to leave, a figure slowly rose from the darkness.

It was a black shadow emitting an evil aura, like a demon from the abyss.

He was originally immersed in the tenderness with the woman, but suddenly realized something was wrong. He quickly stood up and looked around sharply.

The black shadow came to Qing Ci silently. He saw the corpse on the ground and a surge of anger surged in his heart.

He glared at Qing Ci, his eyes flashing with anger and dissatisfaction.

"Who did it?" the black shadow growled in a low voice, his voice full of majesty and threat.

But no one replied to him.

The black shadow's face became gloomy. He flicked his fingers lightly, and a flame instantly ignited, devouring the corpse.

The black shadow cursed angrily in a low voice: "What a bunch of trash!" His voice was full of resentment and disappointment.

But then, he suddenly showed a strange smile, as if he had thought of something interesting. "But, the game has just begun..." He said to himself, revealing a creepy expectation in his tone.

As these words fell, the black shadow disappeared into the darkness again, leaving behind a dead silence.

Qiu Mian, Mu Qing and others rescued the monks from the darkness that imprisoned them. Their faces were filled with exhaustion and confusion from surviving a calamity.

When they arrived at this temporary resettlement site, the young monks collapsed weakly on their beds, their eyes revealing a desire for freedom and fear of the unknown.

Afterwards, Qixing Furong prepared to go back to the Taoist temple and wanted to ask her master Mu Qing to go back with her.

"Master, aren't you going back with us?" Qixing Furong asked with a puzzled look on her face.

"No, I want to be with Qiu Mian." Mu Qing replied with a smile.

Qixing Furong was a little puzzled: "Why?"

Mu Qing touched Qixing Furong's head and said gently, "Because wherever she goes, I will go." After that, she looked at Qiu Mian.

Because she had been hanging around Qiu Mian's waist before she was Mu Qing, for Qiu Mian, it had become a habit and an emotional sustenance.

Whenever Qiu Mian felt lonely or needed comfort, she would always touch her gently, feeling the warmth and strength she brought.

And she seemed to understand Qiu Mian's feelings, and silently accompanied him through every difficulty.

She accompanied Qiumian for a long time and witnessed her growth and changes. From the initial unfamiliarity to familiarity, from confusion to determination, she always guarded by her side.

During those long days, they experienced many ups and downs together, but no matter what difficulties they encountered, they never gave up on each other.

This tacit understanding and trust made their relationship deeper and deeper and made them the closest partners.

Qiu Mian also smiled and nodded to show his agreement.

Qixing Furong sighed helplessly, thinking that these two people were really inseparable! But since that was the case, she would not force it. So, she said goodbye to her master and turned away.

Looking at Qixing Furong's departing back, Mu Qing and Qiu Mian smiled at each other, and then they returned to the temple to see the monks.

"Thank you for your help." A young monk struggled to sit up, his voice was weak but full of gratitude. His face was flushed, beads of sweat kept dripping down his forehead, and he was obviously experiencing great physical and mental torture.

Mu Qing looked around and found that most other monks were in a similar state: some monks had flushed faces, rapid breathing, and clenched fists, as if they were struggling with some power in their hearts; some monks were chanting scriptures in a low voice, trying to use the power of Buddhism to calm their inner restlessness; and some monks' penises were unconsciously erect, revealing that they were troubled by strong desires at the moment.

"Don't be afraid, everyone. I will help you calm down." Mu Qing's voice was gentle but firm. She walked up to a monk who looked the most painful and gently held his hand.

A cool and extremely yin force surged out from her palm and instantly flowed into the other person's body.

As the extremely yin force penetrated, the young monk's complexion gradually returned to normal, and his breathing became steady. He looked at Mu Qing in surprise, his eyes full of gratitude and admiration.

"Thank you, female donor..." he said in a low voice, with a slight tremor in his voice.

Mu Qing did not stop. She walked to each young monk one by one and helped them cool down the fire of desire in their hearts in the same way.

Her movements were gentle and focused, as if she were performing a sacred ritual.

As time went by, the atmosphere in the room gradually became quiet and peaceful.

The young monks' faces returned to their former calm and solemnity. They closed their eyes tightly, feeling the cool power in their bodies, as if the whole world had become pure and beautiful.

When Mu Qing finished comforting the last monk, she slowly stood up and looked at these young monks who had found themselves again, her heart filled with relief and satisfaction.

She knew that she had not only saved their bodies, but also their souls and faith.

Afterwards, they asked the two monks to return to the temple and inform Abbot Jueming of the news that the black shadow had broken free from the seal, and invited him to Qingshui City in three days to discuss the matter in detail.

At the same time, Qixing Furong also received the same news.

"Let's go back to the ghost world. If we can get the support of the ghost world, our chances of winning this battle will be greatly increased." Qiu Mian suggested.

"I think we can also spread the news and gather those monks and spirits scattered around to participate in this meeting." Mu Qing added.

"You're right!" Qiu Mian agreed.

After all, some people are born unwilling to be bound, they will choose to explore ancient ruins, find powerful inheritance, and embark on the path of cultivating immortals and martial arts, and there are even some monsters. These people may become an important force against the shadow.

After that, they hurried on their way, discussing specific matters along the way.

During this period, the four guardians of the ghost world learned that the Ghost Lord was about to return, so they immediately arranged for people to clean the palace to welcome the arrival of the Ghost Lord.

At this moment, two figures suddenly appeared above the palace and fell from the sky like meteors.

Then, the four Dharma protectors quickly appeared in front of Qiu Mian, saluted and lined up neatly.

Their guardians bowed their heads respectfully and shouted in unison: "Welcome back, Ghost Lord!" The voices were loud and solemn, as if the entire ghost world was shaken at this moment.

Qiu Mian nodded slightly, motioning them to stand up. She glanced at everyone and asked calmly, "What's the situation in the ghost world recently?"

One of the guardians stepped forward and replied, "Reporting to Ghost Lord, everything is fine. There were just some fights between some small forces, but it did not cause much impact on the ghost world."

Qiu Mian nodded, not surprised by these situations. The ghost world is a world full of fighting and killing. As long as it does not endanger her ruling position, she does not intend to interfere too much in these internal struggles.

However, she also knew that beneath this apparent calm there were numerous undercurrents, and any disturbance could cause a huge uproar.

Therefore, she must always be vigilant and ready to respond to any crisis that may arise.

Qiu Mian stepped into the palace steadily, and her figure spread quietly like a mysterious aura. At the same time, the news of Ghost Lord's return spread throughout the ghost world like lightning.

This news quickly caused an uproar, and all forces were shaken. Countless people were shocked and puzzled by this news, and they began to speculate what impact the return of Ghost Lord would have on the ghost world.

Some people believe that this will mean the outbreak of a power struggle, while others expect Ghost Lord to lead the ghost world to new glory.