Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Ma Shangfeng had nothing to do and looked around. "Master has been gone for so long, is there something wrong?"

Jingzhi suddenly glanced at him and said coldly:

"Say another word and I'll sew your mouth shut."

Ma Shangfeng, a tall and strong military commander, was shocked by her current momentum and took two steps back.

Ma Shangfeng felt wronged, "I'm worried about him too."

Xigui laughed at him softly, then patted his shoulder: "Master is a powerful warrior and a master of Taoism, how could he be in trouble?"

As soon as she turned her head, Jingzhi, who had been cold all the time, seemed to see something, and a bright smile instantly bloomed on her face, like a glacier melting.

"A Zheng, you're back!"

She was so excited that she threw herself into Cao Lu's arms. His ears turned red and he whispered, "I'm outside." He gently pushed her away and turned to Xigui, "Have you found the acupuncture point?"

Thin Turtle: "Found it, it's right here."

Cao Lu nodded and said, "Then start preparing."

As soon as the words fell, the two disciples, one gold and one silver, immediately sat down cross-legged, holding two magic mirrors in each hand. Before they could complete the demon-slaying formation with Caolu, another strong wind blew, blowing them to and fro.

Especially the thin turtle.

He was originally thin and small, and when the wind blew, his butt even began to move.

He faced the wind, put his elbows on the ground, and paddled back.

Jingzhi was half-crouching beside an abandoned car at this time, raising his hand to block the wind and sand, half-squinting his eyes, looking at the Ghost King who was coming on the wind, ready for battle.

I can’t help, I have to bear it, A Zheng can do it!

As the Ghost King arrived, the sky on the top of the mountain darkened and was covered with dark clouds.

Jingzhi looked up at the sky and suddenly remembered what Xigui said before he left.

His master cannot touch water.

We came out in a hurry and didn't let him get much sun. I don't know if he has recovered?

Her brows were furrowed tighter and tighter, and she only paid attention to the thatched cottage, completely forgetting that the Ghost King's target was Gigi.

Suddenly she heard Gigi scream, she turned around and saw Caolu throwing the sword at the Ghost King who was halfway in the air.

The Ghost King glanced at the thatched cottage coldly, wrapped his robe around him, and suddenly a huge ghost mask appeared behind him and rushed towards the thatched cottage.

With a clang, the sword was bounced away.

Cao Lu's expression became more and more solemn. The Ghost King's strength had indeed increased.

But no matter what, the fight must be fought.

He pointed his sword, and several iron barrels on the ground flew up instantly and smashed towards the Ghost King.

When he controlled the iron barrel, his heart suddenly jumped.

How come these barrels are so heavy?

The iron barrel flew to the front of the Ghost King and was already showing a downward trend.

The Ghost King smiled evilly, and a Sakura Country saber suddenly appeared in his empty hands.

Just a few easy swings.

The iron barrel flew back at a faster speed. Caolu touched the ground with his sword, and the sword body immediately bent, bouncing him upwards.

In his previous life, the Ghost King was trapped by his Demon-Slaying Formation, and in this life he also knew that the weakest point of these three people was the thin turtle.

So while he was hiding in the thatched hut, he waved his hand and an abandoned car seemed to have power and rushed straight towards the turtle who was preparing for battle.

Jingzhi's heart tightened, and just as he took a step, he retracted his foot.

The martial arts champion is worthy of being the martial arts champion, he is quite reliable.

He picked up the thin turtle and rolled over to avoid the car.

"Junior brother, what are you doing here? My magic mirror is lost. Look for it quickly!"

The little turtle searched the ground for a mirror, but because it was dark and foggy, he searched for a long time and only found one.

Seeing that the fight over at the thatched cottage seemed to be struggling, she gritted her teeth, lowered her head to look at the mirror that had rolled to her feet, her clever eyes darting around, and she kicked the stone next to her with her toes to test the water.

Nothing.

Jingzhi coughed lightly, and suddenly kicked the magic mirror and a stone towards the turtle as if playing.

When Xigui touched the mirror, he was so happy that he quickly put it in his arms and sat back on his treasure hole.

"I didn't help. I was just kicking some pebbles. It was just a coincidence that I hit the mirror."

【Golden Boy:……】

What could he say? Sister Jingzhi was just taking advantage of the situation.

House seemingly endless rain.

"Zi!"

Cao Lu looked at the iron bucket with a hole in it and water spraying everywhere, and finally realized why the iron bucket was so heavy.

This place is located on the top of a mountain, with no shed or roof. It rained heavily in the past two days, so these empty oil drums must have been filled with rainwater.

He secretly sighed and dodged by rolling over.

Not only do you have to avoid the Ghost King's attacks, but you also have to avoid the splashes of water all over the ground.

The Ghost King seemed to have discovered his weakness. Every time he swung his sword, a hole would appear in the iron barrel.

The water sprayed all over the ground, and for a moment, there was not even a dry place to stand in the thatched hut.

Xigui looked anxious and turned to Ma Shangfeng and said:

"You are protected by the imperial energy, go up and help!"

Ma Shangfeng is fierce to people, but he is also afraid of ghosts.

He can’t even beat his master, so how can he be good?

He hesitated for a long time but refused to move forward.

"Oh, do you still want to go back and see your five wives and your five children? If Master loses the fight, I think you'll die here too. Then you'll be truly dead!"

Ma Shangfeng was stunned and sighed heavily, "Just die! Damn it!"

He picked up the iron rod next to him and rushed forward.

The master is afraid of water, but he is not.

According to the Ghost King's vision, he only felt that the golden armor on Ma Shangfeng's body was faintly flashing with the strong imperial aura from the Tang Dynasty.

As a general of a vassal state, he was afraid to look directly at it and covered his eyes with his sleeves.

Ma Shangfeng took the opportunity to pounce and tightly hold the Ghost King.

Cao Lu finally had a chance to catch his breath, and then he jumped onto the roof of the car and approached the treasure cave.

However, I didn't expect that there was a dent on the roof of the car under my feet, and there was still residual rainwater inside.

As soon as he stepped in, his shoes and socks were completely wet, and he immediately felt that his magic power, which had not yet fully recovered, was slowly disappearing.

The Ghost King is the Ghost King after all. The imperial aura was quickly infected and covered by the ghost aura on his body. The golden armor became dim. Ma Shangfeng was knocked away by the Ghost King and fell to the ground, spitting blood.

"Junior brother! I'm going to fight you!"

The turtle picked up the iron rod that rolled on the ground and rushed forward.

"Little Turtle, don't—"

As a master, he still knows how much the turtle weighs.

With this pounce, Chunchun was just asking for death.

Caolu jumped out of the car and ran back a few steps, then suddenly stopped shouting.

A car was speeding towards him.

Caolu's pupils shrank and he was about to turn around and avoid it.

The white silk had already tightly wrapped around the car body at some point, relieving most of the force.

Cao Lu was pushed back inch by inch by the car until his thighs hit the car behind him and the car slowly stopped.

However, his legs and feet were trapped between the two cars in front and behind, and he was unable to move for a while.

The whip that Caolu gave to Jingzhi appeared in her hands in the blink of an eye.

The whip tightly wrapped around the Japanese sword that was about to pierce Xigui's chest.

For some reason, she looked back at the thatched cottage and started crying again.

"Gigi, don't you want revenge?"

"Come on!" she yelled.

Having already started, she had no intention of stopping.

As long as he is safe.

She just wants him to be safe!

The wind grew stronger and stronger, blowing up pieces of white silk.

One of the swords rolled up on the ground was thrown towards Gigi.

With a clang, the sword hit the edge of the iron barrel, waking up the stunned Gigi.

She looked at the people in trouble and the Ghost King wrapped in white cloth like a mummy, and her head was splitting.

The jade pendant she was carrying fell to the ground when she stood up, and a corner of it broke immediately.

A wisp of black resentment instantly attached itself to her, and in a flash, Gigi remembered everything from her past life.

The white wedding dress on her body seemed to be splashed with ink and quickly turned black.

She picked up the sword on the ground and pointed it coldly at the Ghost King, as if she had returned to a thousand years ago.

The Ghost King looked at her infatuatedly and grinned.

He mumbled something, but Jingzhi didn't understand and just tightened his grip on him even more.

The Ghost King didn't even struggle, but just turned around and faced Gigi.

Gigi, no, now it should be Shi Shi.

Even if the love forced upon you by the Japanese is genuine, so what?

Once love is stained with the blood of loved ones, it cannot be forgiven.

The Ghost King looked at her with loving eyes, which made Shi Shi feel extremely disgusted.

The sword flashed, and with a "swish" sound, the sword entered the body.

The Ghost King looked down at his chest in disbelief, then suddenly let out a long howl towards the sky.

After two lifetimes of chasing, he still couldn't win her heart.

A surge of ghost energy gushed out from his chest.

Shi Shi drew his sword with a cold face, causing the ghost energy to surge even more violently.

Dark clouds began to roll in, and the rumbling thunder gradually approached.

Jingzhi panicked, loosened the whip, and ran towards the trapped thatched cottage.

His entire body began to flash with red light.

The water splashed down continuously, making the back of Cao Lu's hand wet.

When I looked up, Jingzhi was already in tears.

"I'm sorry, tears are also water. I, I will wipe them away for you and save you!"

"It will be fine soon, don't go, please don't go!"

Xigui looked at the white silk scattered all over the floor and stained with dirty water, and then he shed tears. The guilt that surged in his heart almost drowned him.

Cao Lu sighed, raised his hand and gently grasped hers, "Jingzhi, I haven't said everything I said in the car on the way here..."

"You...just pretend I never said anything."

"Spend time with Jiu. He has really been wronged these past few days."

Jingzhi shook her head violently, rushed over and hugged his upper body. Endless tears mixed with the falling raindrops gradually wet Caolu's hair.

Jingzhi apologized while stretching out countless white silks, as if to weave a cocoon to block his way back.

His feet had already begun to turn into points of light, escaping from the gaps in the white silk.

Jingzhi let go of him in a panic and reached out to catch those spots of light, "Don't leave! I promised you! I promised you, and I'm going to marry you, how can you just leave after proposing to me!"

"I shouldn't have saved the little turtle. Please, God, don't let him go."

The little turtle choked up and cried out, "Master's Wife..."

Cao Lu sighed softly, and just as he raised his arms, he thought of something and lowered them again.

Never mind, he shouldn't force things that won't bear fruit.

Halfway down, Jingzhi seemed to realize his intention and reached out, wanting to hold him in her arms.

But it turned out empty-handed.

Countless points of light scattered from her arms like sand that could not be grasped.

It disappeared into thin air in the blink of an eye.

"A Zheng! Come back here!"

"I'm going to hate you!"

"I hate you so much!!"

The only sound left in the air was the echo of a dripping sound and Jingzhi's mournful cries...

The disappeared thatched cottage was only discovered at this time.

It turns out that when you are heartbroken, your watch will also ring...

……

With two clangs, the yellow watch rolled off the hood of the car into the mud. The hairpin she had given her also fell with it and stuck diagonally in the middle of the puddle on the ground.

Her heart tightened, and the moment she lowered her head to check the bracelet, her white hair fell down.

It's his hairpin.

Disappeared together.

Suddenly, she felt a lightness on her wrist. Jingzhi held her empty wrist and knelt on the ground in despair.

It was as if he had never been here.

He just carved a name into her heart and erased all the evidence of his existence here.

……

The Ghost King spontaneously dissipated his ghost energy, and Shi Shi's resentment also dissipated.

The wedding dress quickly faded from its dark color and returned to its original white.

Gigi stared at the sword in her hand and murmured softly:

"Layman..."

Jingzhi's eyes were red. She looked up at her, as if to ask for confirmation. She asked:

"He really existed, didn't he?"

Gigi looked at Jingzhi who seemed to be crazy and felt sorry for her.

He walked over and handed her the sword.

"I remember everything. You're not... not crazy."

The most important thing for a sword cultivator is his sword, so why would he leave his most important thing here...

With a cold face, she threw the sword out with force.

You don't want me anymore, and I don't want your broken sword either!

At the moment when the sword was about to fall into the mud, a white silk shot out and wrapped it back.

Big raindrops splashed on the ground, and a few mud spots splashed on the sword. She suddenly pulled the corners of her mouth and laughed.

"A Zheng, isn't this sword your most precious possession? You carry it with you wherever you go. Now that I've soiled it, why don't you come back and scold me..."

"Ms. Lin, you..."

Gigi reached out to put her hand on her shoulder to comfort her, but seeing that she was about to collapse, she didn't dare to touch her.

As a psychologist, she knows that the most important thing at this time is companionship.

So he squatted beside her and accompanied her silently.

……

Suddenly, there was the sound of a police car circling up the mountain.

The fog was gradually dispersed by the rain, and suddenly three approaching figures appeared.

The two people, one squatting and one kneeling, slowly looked up.

Looking at that familiar face, Gigi couldn't help but murmur again: "Layman..."

Jingzhi was like a wounded little animal, letting the rain hit her face and wet her white hair. She raised her sword with both hands and said to Zhu Jiu who was walking over with a choked voice:

"Ajiu, Azheng... he's gone."

"He doesn't want me anymore."