The clouds and mists have dispersed, and everyone knows that I love you.

Shi Rong was seen walking forward with the sword in both hands, using the sharp blade to block the attack for it.

One man and one ghost continuously injected large amounts of cultivation into their respective Horcruxes. This was not just a superficial power showdown.

It is also a competition of magic strength. Whoever gains the upper hand first loses.

Shaking out the last red paper man holding a mace from his sleeve, Shi Rong kicked with his nimble right foot, hitting Xia Zhi in the chest who was already stunned.

"Hurry up and let it possess the paper figurine and take it to hide."

"oh oh!"

Coming back to his senses, Xia Zhi squatted down and coaxed Xiao Mianhua.

"Come in quickly. I don't have the ability to protect you, but the paper man can. At least it can take a fatal injury for you."

Little Cotton thought that after it became a "traitor", its two sisters would no longer like it.

Unexpectedly, it raised its little hand and pointed at itself.

"Can I?"

Xia Zhi nodded heavily.

"Of course, your sister Shi Rong once said that it is important for people to correct their mistakes as soon as they realize them.

The fact that you stand up regardless of the consequences shows that you are kindhearted. Come home with us? We will take good care of you. "

Little Cotton was overwhelmed with emotions and cried for joy. He wiped away his clear ghost tears and agreed happily.

"Yes! Thank you, sister~"

I just turned around and didn't even wait for it to turn into smoke.

The ghost mother, with her quick eyes and hands, used her free big hand to activate the soul-sucking technique and sucked Little Cotton out far away.

"Want to leave? It's not that easy!"

"Hey?"

Without thinking, Xia Zhi quickly stretched out his hands, tightly grasped the little cotton in front of him, and pulled it back with force.

"Ah! Sister, it hurts!"

Little Cotton's facial features gradually became distorted, and his limbs, which had nowhere to go, waved around randomly.

It can be seen that it is suffering from heart-wrenching pain at this moment.

"Sister, save me!"

But even if Xia Zhi used all her strength, she was still no match for the ghost mother's power.

She almost flew into the air, but she still refused to let go.

"I... won't let go."

Shi Rong made up his mind and simply freed his right hand that was holding the sword, allowing the sharp sword blade, which was bent by the ghost mother, to chop into his left shoulder.

The moment the blood gushed out, everyone on the top of the mountain panicked almost subconsciously.

"Hey…"

He forcibly shot out a beam of silver-gray starlight mixed with pure white rose petals.

Shi Rong successfully blocked the ghost mother's spell and caused her to suffer severe injuries, causing her to vomit black blood.

Ignoring the pain on his body, Shi Chong stood up and pursued his opponent.

"Da Yu Thunder Shock Style, hit!"

The ghost mother dodged the attack with a nimble move, and turned around to release a dozen hideous ghost-faced skulls that flashed with dark purple light.

"Sister! Its weak point is the skirt! Hit it! I believe you!"

The rescued little cotton flower kept possessing the paper man, jumped onto Xia Zhi's head, and shouted at Shi Rong's graceful back.

"It has no body! Beneath its skirt are the ghostly skeletons of those it once tormented.

If you can just destroy its skirt, it's dead! Come on!

Oh ~

Shi Rong understood.

She wondered why this ghost mother was so vain, constantly turning her head to glance at her gorgeous skirt.

It turned out to be because of this.

It’s no wonder that Little Cotton’s 30-plus years in the maze were not in vain.

"understood."

Shi Rong used the Frost Crane Snow Sword in his palm to create a residual image, and the hilts of the swords were facing each other, and the two swords joined together.

'Swish, swish, swish, swish!'

He swung out circles of sword flowers that were radiant with light, breaking up the ghost mother's skeletons one after another.

Qisheng flew around quickly from behind, and Shi Rong used his sword to cut off a small piece of the hem of its gorgeous clothes.

Sure enough, the ghost mother screamed in pain.

"Sister is mighty! That's it! Hit it! Kick it! Torture it!"

Little Mianhua was having so much fun that she even stepped on Xia Zhi's head and wielded her mace in a majestic manner.

The woman was speechless.

I took out some dried sweet potatoes from my bag and handed it one.

"How about you have some snacks and rest for a while? This is my head, not a place for you to practice."

Although Shen Mingxing wanted to laugh, Shi Rong was still in danger.

He fought fiercely with the ghost mother who attacked with ruthless and vicious moves, but then he held back without making a sound.

It was another very familiar battle between the mist clones, one man and one ghost, fighting from the entrance of the maze to the end of the road.

They acted swiftly and neither side gave in. Compared to dealing with the water ghost, this battle was obviously much more difficult for Shi Rong.

Even though she was scratched by the ghost mother's sharp claws several times, she still maintained a fearless and life-threatening spirit.

The hem of the ghost mother's gorgeous dress was cut into tatters with a single sword, leaving it in tatters and stretched to the limit.

Feeling the time was right, he gave it another powerful kick, sending it crashing back to the ground, creating a sunken hole.

"puff!"

The ghost mother's previous hairstyle that was as smooth as clouds and the moon had long since disappeared, replaced by a disheveled appearance.

There were several wounds on his face, and he was naked and in a very miserable state. He also vomited two large mouthfuls of dirty black blood.

The skeletons in her lower body that she used to save her life were all chopped off, and she could only transform into a pair of beautiful lotus feet covered with bruises.

"You are not a mage, who are you?"

Compared to her throwing away her weapons and armor, Shi Rong's appearance remained neat and tidy, and he looked as calm as a rock.

It was just that the pure white gauze dress on the upper body was torn in a few places, and traces of eye-catching bright red blood seeped out.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that you can't beat me."

The ghost mother was both amused and annoyed.

"I can't beat you? Little girl, you don't think that as long as I lose the Purple Blood Skull, I will really be dead, right?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the ghost mother opened her arms, and without wind, the clothes on her body suddenly exploded, making a series of "crackling" sounds.

Shi Rong was startled.

All that could be seen was that beneath her long golden silk skirt, she was wearing a bright red wedding gown embroidered with cassia flowers, and matching red embroidered shoes.

Her makeup remained the same, but her pupils gradually turned red, her jet-black hair was loose and hanging down, and she wore a phoenix crown with red gold tassels, and a fiery red "囍" character appeared behind her.

If you look closely, you will find that the word "囍" can actually move?

Looking again, it turned out to be made up of countless blood-red eyes emitting strange light waves.

Shi Rong stood there, stunned for a moment.

"What do you mean? You can't win but you still want to marry me? That's not okay... I have normal sexual orientation."

Shi Yong almost fainted when he heard this.

"Silly child, it won't marry you! This is her ultimate move - the 'Shura Samsara Eye'.

Anyone who falls victim to this will be trapped in the very knot in their heart that they least want to face, sinking into eternal damnation, unable to find relief. You'd better be careful."

After hearing this, Shi Rong's eyelids fluttered.

"But I don't have any emotional problems. My biggest emotional problem before was my inability to have children.

I'm almost cured now, what happened to me?"

Xie Yixiu slapped his thigh.

"Yeah! Ghost Mother's trick is completely useless against Xiao Rong."

Otherwise, she would have been trapped in the maze the moment her eyes met the blood-red eyes of the ghost mother behind her.

Huo Jiuzhou was rarely so flustered and grabbed Xie Yixiu.

"And me?"

Knowing what he meant, Xie Yixiu easily broke free from his restraints and smoothed out the wrinkles on his front.