The Psychic Girl

Without having time to explain too much, he grabbed Ye Lianxi and went into a dilapidated wooden house next to the main building of Shenyu.

The space here is very small and looks like it has been abandoned for a long time.

The room exuded a damp, rotting smell mixed with rotten meat and dirt, but it was empty and no spirit could be seen.

A corroded wooden board that was more than a person's height had fallen down and was pressing diagonally above them, covering the two of them.

“Gah…!!!”

Just as Ye Lianxi and the other person held their breath, waiting for the development of the situation, a strange sound of bones rubbing against each other and stretching outward came from the direction of the main building behind them.

This voice is... Ye Lianxi suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.

Something bad is coming into the world, something that absolutely cannot be touched by anyone is right here.

The warning bell in her heart kept ringing in her ears as if it was going to break her eardrums.

There is something here that she can never defeat with her current strength!

Stay away! Stay away...

The strange sound startled a large group of black corpse-pecking crows that were attracted by the corpse.

They flew out in groups from the depths of the divine palace, all making strange chirping sounds, and began to flee in all directions into the night sky.

She could hear the fear in that cry.

He put his hands over his chest, which had the psychic's mark on it, and tried to calm his restless emotions.

At this time, Gong Yimian beside him was still unaware of the danger and was observing the outside through the gap in the wooden house with his peripheral vision.

The group of people who had made the footsteps earlier had already broken into the temple and were standing in a large open space in the middle of the main building.

Through the gaps in the wooden boards, in the dim light of the night, Gong Yimian saw that all of these people were wearing cold white masks.

Although their true appearances could not be seen, the aura they exuded showed that they were all masters of cultivation, especially the one in the lead...

At this time, two or three people holding wizard staffs climbed out of the main building of the temple with difficulty, relying on their staffs and fingers.

It dragged out a scarlet blood trail all the way.

“It’s a success!

Finally... the evil spirit was brought out!"

Seeing them come out, the masked leader immediately stepped forward and grabbed the blood-stained collar of the person who was speaking.

"Where is the 16th team that brought you here?!

It was clearly them who sent out the distress signal! Where are those dozen people? ! "

In response to the masked man's question, the wizard with disheveled hair and blood all over his body pointed in the direction of the main building of the temple, closed his eyes and shook his head helplessly.

The temple was still filled with the smell of death and bloodstains on the ground, but the team that sent them here for the summoning sacrifice could no longer be found.

"The spirits we prepared are not enough. This is just the beginning. If we want it to come out, we need to continuously supply more and stronger spirits...

I have long said that life and death have their own laws. What you want is simply impossible to achieve, and you are destined to pay an unpredictable price!"

As the person with the highest witchcraft skills here said, several wizards behind him also responded with sighs.

These words seemed to touch the pain point of the masked man in the lead, and he fiercely threw away the collar he was holding. The scars on his face under the mask hurt slightly. He unconsciously revealed murderous intent, and his eyes became gloomy, and a red sword instantly appeared in his hand.

"Even if it's wishful thinking! She must come back to life!!!"

After this roar, he suddenly looked towards the wooden house where Ye Lianxi and the other person were.

"Who is it! Do you still want to hide and watch the show?

If you don't come out, I will kill him! ! "

Discovered? !

Gong Yimian, who had been watching, was startled by these words and let out a long sigh.

The two looked at each other and immediately reached a consensus.

We can't just stand there and watch anymore, we have to take action!

Just as Gong Yimian and Ye Lianxi were about to rush out, a feminine young man with a white cloth doll on his waist and a woman in red suddenly ran out from the wooden house on the other side of where Gong Yimian and the others were and blocked the sword and halberd.

The two of them were stunned again. It turned out that there were more than just the two of them here!

"Stop! No, don't hurt my dad!"

My father, he has already done what he promised you! Please, please let him go!

I, I am also a wizard. If you need me, you can take me away! He has been seriously injured in this sacrifice and can't stand it anymore!"

The man knew that he was no match for this group of people, so he immediately helped his father up from the ground, knelt in front of the masked man, stammered, kowtowed and begged with tears streaming down his face.

"Is it you?" The masked man in the lead had obviously seen him before.

Kneeling on the ground, the black sword had already stopped between the man's eyebrows.

"Xu Yan? You, why are you following me? Go, go!"

Ignoring his father's advice, the man still knelt stubbornly on the spot, begging for the other party to have a little mercy.

But this obviously didn't impress them.

Soon, Xu Yan's father fainted due to excessive blood loss.

Although the woman in red behind him looked down on the man's weakness, she still couldn't bear to leave like this.

The Cangjie Sect has always been upright, and she has met this man several times. Seeing such bullying, she can't just sit back and watch!

"I never thought that the leader of the No. 1 Lingwu organization, An Qing, would bully the weak!"

The woman in red suddenly spoke, but it had the opposite effect.

Listening to the woman's sarcastic remarks, the man holding the sword tilted his head slightly.

"Do you recognize me?"

The woman in red had heard her master mention the sword and halberd used by the commander-in-chief.

Qing Liu looked at her with disdain and sneered, then kicked the kneeling man in the abdomen again.

Seeing this scene, even Ye Lianxi and Gong Yimian, who were far away, could feel the weight of the blow by just hearing the sound.

But the other dozen or so people wearing white masks were obviously accustomed to his cruelty.

Qing Liu straightened up and maintained the most suitable distance for swinging the sword, a distance that would allow him to stab the man in just one step.

Before the red-dressed woman could react, his crescent-shaped mouth curled up slightly, and the red sword blade instantly pierced through the body of the young man in front of him.

With a dull shout, the sword was retracted. The man, who had lost his support, was on the verge of collapse. His body suddenly fell backwards and fell directly into the arms of the woman in red.

"I hate mindless provocations, especially from women."

The foolish behavior of the woman in red reminded Qing Liu of the past, a past he didn't want to think about.

"Hongying! You-you are no match for him, don't, don't bother me!"

Not wanting innocent people to die for him, the injured man shouted anxiously that the woman in red's recklessness was tantamount to suicide.

Without responding to him, the woman in red felt a little frightened when she saw the man bleeding profusely, but she still held on.